I have seen her straight out of bed.
Bed hair, bed eyes and bed smile.
Lying on her favourite pillow, with her favourite cover
Drawn up her body like the most fragile ferocious shield
Waking up after a night that seems to go on forever;
Relentless, tiresome ticking away of seconds that gushed in with anxiety and misery.
I have seen her calling it a night when the sun is about to shine and waking up feeling perplexed with no recollection of how she survived the darkness.
I have seen her straight out of bed and she has looked like the most exotic and lonely thing to walk Earth.
And I do not remember loving anyone else so fiercely.
An early update with Chapter TWO for It Happened One Night. Come check it out and let me know what you think!!
I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, Kiss me harder, and You’re a good person, and, You brighten my day. I live my life as straight-forward as possible. Because one day, I might get hit by a bus. Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands. But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate. And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care. We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans. We never know when the bus is coming.
Rachel C. Lewis (via thelovejournals)
She was very near hating him now; yet the sound of his voice, the way the light fell on his thin, dark hair, the way he sat and moved and wore his clothes—she was conscious that even these trivial things were in woven with her deepest life.
Edith Wharton, The House of Mirth (via the-book-diaries)
The rest of my room is book shelves. I hoard books. They are people who do not leave.
Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait In Letters (via the-book-diaries)
Harry: The two of you are grounded.
Lily Luna: Whoa, whoa! By the two of us I hope you mean James and his imaginary friend!
That was the thing about secrets—you had to carry them with you forever, no matter what the cost.
Kass Morgan, The 100 (via the-book-diaries)
Nothing I’ve read has changed me more than “you do people a favor by accepting their help” like I repeat this constantly to so many people because it’s true!!! People like to feel useful, they like to feel kind, they like to feel like they have an ability to impact people’s lives so just let them!! Not everything is a thing to be owed back — accept people’s kindness without making a competition out of it
Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Regulus Black/James Potter, Barty Crouch Jr./Evan Rosier, Marlene McKinnon/Dorcas Meadowes Characters: James Potter, Regulus Black, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black Additional Tags: Established Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, POV James Potter, POV Regulus Black, Sirius Black Dies, wolfstar, Sunseeker, Starchaser, Eventual Romance, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Wolfstar has a baby, Modern AU, Alternate Universe - No Voldemort Summary:
As a rule, James didn’t really get on Facebook. He kept it pretty much exclusively to be tagged in embarrassing photos by his mother and Remus. Curiosity got the better of him and he unlocked the phone quickly. He nearly dropped it as soon as he read the damn thing.
Regulus Black wants to be your friend!
Regulus Black. Sirius Black. The Tesco Man. James was going to be sick with both dread and excitement. He clicked the notification and was taken to Regulus’ profile immediately.
The Tesco man in the (digital) flesh. Regulus Black. Lives in Leeds, UK. Works as a Copy Editor for Sapphire Publishing Limited. Graduated from Kingston University (2018) and University of London (2015). Single. From Essex, UK. Dark, curly hair. Piercing grey eyes. Gentle smile. Snappy dresser. No mutual connections.
Sirius’ little brother.
why the username?
Ah hello!
So there's this whole "each house in Hogwarts has a secret room" theory, in which each Hogwarts founder created their own version of the Chamber of Secrets but less sinister for only the worthiest of students to uncover. In my mind, Rowena would have a tea room + library hidden somewhere in the castle. Thus the Ravenclaw's Tea Room handle.
Stranger Things? Dramatic? Nooo.
I'm a writer, a reader, and a lover of a whole lot of things. Welcome to what brings me happiness.AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/ravenclawstearoom/profileCurrently Writing: The Sun and the Moon.
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