hufflepuff: terracotta pots, wooden stepladders and shelves, stacks of cards from friends, sunlight filtering through vines and glass, spooning honey into warm milk, big straw hats with satin ribbons, honeycomb-printed walls
ravenclaw: stars in a watercolour sky, brass knockers on old oak doors, purple mist covering the world, stained glass fragments, biscuits on an old porcelain plate, capturing memories in a copper jar, fireflies in a dark field
slytherin: ice on a green lake, heavy curtains, exhaling translucent clouds into cool air, tall ferns in a wintry plain, considering the future at night, peppermint plants, shaking and rolling dice, carpets of emerald moss
gryffindor: velvet banners, spinning golden coins, carving initials into dark oak tables, freshly baked pastry and tart fruit, wind whipping limestone cliffs, meeting at midnight, candles burning through the night, baskets of picked cherries
Hufflepuff: *trying to study*
Ravenclaw: *zooming across the floor by sliding in their socks*
Hufflepuff: Raven, why aren’t you studying for the test tomorrow?
Ravenclaw: *skidding* theRE’S A TEST TOMORROW??? *crashes into a bookcase*
raskolnikov be like “I know a spot” then takes you to the bureau and tells you he’s a murderer
Gryffindor: niche memes, coffee, messy bed, curls, stuffed toys, chocolate (loads of it), lion slippers, Lil Peep, dog person, unfinished poems, journals, unplanned trips.
Hufflepuff: bookworm, messy buns, tea, freshly baked cookies, angel’s breath, cute socks, secretly watches Sex Ed, 70s music.
Ravenclaw: spends days in library, kpop, dad jokes, fruit bowls, smoothies, yoga, hardcore feminist, read every Virginia Wolff book.
Slytherin: has a pet snake, pale, mom jeans, colorful hair, Beatles, movies with subtitles, mint chocolate, cacti, writes songs, owns a lighter collection.
getting real tired of using my own money to buy myself nice things
i aspire to be as petty as shigaraki.
reading frankenstein be like
“Talk nonsense, but talk your own nonsense, and I’ll kiss you for it. To go wrong in one’s own way is better than to go right in someone else’s.”
— Fyodor Dostoyevsky
I always liked Roger from 101 Dalmatians because I admire a person who, when faced with someone they dislike that’s invading their space, just aggressively plays jazz instruments at them until they leave.
Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Elizabeth Holland (early November 1865)
Do you ever just have a breakdown over the fact that there are too many books to read, too many movies to see, too many poems to memorize, too many plays to watch, too many artworks to stare at and that you will never be able to consume all of it or is that just me