find something that makes you feel passionate. read everything you can find about it, research it late at night, then tell your friends about it. make notes and think deeply about it on long walks and on bus rides and when you fall asleep. because our passions make us who we are, they define us, they are what we stay alive for. how sad and dull life would be if we had nothing that kept our hearts wild and our eyes alight.
dark academia/classic lit community we need to do better, you cannot call yourself well read after only reading one perspective. READ AUTHORS OF COLOR, especially black authors in this time, and always. if we love learning so much, we need to educate ourselves, the white-male focus of these communities is shameful and needs to change.
me: *highlights all the wrong and unimportant stuff with full confidence*
> Slytherin
light drizzle, foggy window pane, studying with your best friend in a secluded alcove of the castle, bulky sweaters, distracted glances, dark mocha lattes, squinting at tiny text, notebooks with neat bullet points, the gentle purr from your cat cuddled against your hip, witty remarks about past lectures, looking over questions from old exams handed down by an upperclassman, exchanging notes to see if either of you missed any details
> Ravenclaw
heavy downpour, low rumble of thunder, kneeling on the floor at the coffee table in the common room, sweeping loose hair behind your ear, hot cup of tea, rereading sections of the textbook, sliding glasses up the bridge of your nose, underling key points, writing notes in the margins, a semicircle of empty mugs enclosing your study area, lots of leaning back and sighing in deep frustration, scoffing when a classmate asks if “so and so” will be on the test because the hell if you know
The inexplicable romanticism of reading indoors during a thunderstorm.
The existential suspicion that there is something more waiting out there for you to find it.
The dark and heady way they move through the corridors, as though they were crafted from the gods themselves.
"You know, love doesn't mean "l never want you to change." But I don't think it means "I don't care if you change" either. So I suppose it might mean, "I believe that you'll always be the person I adore." A declaration of faith, perhaps."
– Sayaka Saeki, やがて君になる (Bloom into You), Via "freckled-lili" on Tumblr
Sneaking out to play quidditch
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.
gryffindor: bonfires, dancing alone in your room at midnight, coffee stains, steaming showers, can be a bit socially awkward, licorice, jean jackets, photograph sessions with friends, road trips, sunrises, animal lovers
hufflepuff: determined, leather jackets, earphones, works hard and smart, sarcastic smirks, treats people with kindness, blasting music, respects rules, constantly sends memes to their friends, not afraid to stand up for what’s right
ravenclaw: inspired by nature, scrunchies, bullshits an entire essay and still gets a high grade, really messy, oversized hoodies, artistic, goes to coffee shops for the aesthetics, loves reading fantasy books, street smart, random facts
slytherin: very emotional but doesn’t show it, houseplants, old cottages in the woods, probably an artist, cries during sad movie scenes but won’t admit it, loves hiking in the forests, greek mythology, easily embarrassed, sharp minded
i am in severe distress. i am vibing. i am king of the world. i am bored. i am lost at sea. i am making coffee. i am foraging in the forest. i am making tea. i am chasing pigeons. i am napping in a chair
If I could live forever and not worry about anything or anyone I would simply learn everything there was to learn about the world. I would attend random classes and study everyday about different subjects. I'd learn architecture and anatomy and astronomy and learn all the languages I could. I would study geography and herbology. I would write novels about everything I've learnt and pass my knowledge onto the future generations.