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Mark Twain (via purplebuddhaquotes)
She did not want to move, or to speak. She wanted to rest, to lean, to dream. She felt very tired.
Virginia Woolf (via purplebuddhaquotes)
Perhaps it is true that we do not really exist until there is someone there to see us existing, we cannot properly speak until there is someone who can understand what we are saying in essence, we are not wholly alive until we are loved.
Alain de Botton, Essays in Love (via the-book-diaries)
Rose: I’m kind of crushing on someone, but I’m worried about telling you who it is, because you’re not going to like it Albus: Just rip the bandage off. Rose: It’s Scorpius. Albus: Put the bandage back on.
queen charlotte's i will stand with you between the heavens and the earth. i will tell you where you are destroyed me and i will never recover.
stress level : *Winona Ryder in every single scene of Stranger Things*
succulent magic ✨
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.
Reggie boy forever and ever amen
Are we all kind of collectively in our Regulus Black era right now, or have I just fallen down a very specific rabbit hole?
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)
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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