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im a slow dying flower, frost killing hour the sweet turning sour and untouchable
Hufflepuff and Slytherin friendship.
Imogen Gay Poots
“Yes I'm an alien when I'm touching the earth, call me a spaceman when I travel universe.”
I feel like I could eat the world raw (8 tracks)
“I know. They never let you be famous AND happy.” He lifted an eyebrow. “I’ll tell you a secret.” “Tell me.” I loved it when he was like this. “I’m going to be the first.” He took my palm and held it to his. “Swear it.” “Why me?” “Because you’re the reason. Swear it.” “I swear it,” I said, lost in the high color of his cheeks, the flame in his eyes. “I swear it,” he echoed. We sat like that a moment, hands touching. He grinned. “I feel like I could eat the world raw.” ― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles
Eels - That look you give that guy I’m nothing like what I’d like to be, I’m nothing much, I know it’s true. I’d like to stand in a better view and my chances are so few. That look you give that guy, I wanna see looking right at me. If I could be that guy, instead of me, I’d give you all I got. I never thought that I could be so bold to even say these thoughts aloud. But if let’s stay, it won’t work out, you know where I can be found. Saint Raymond - Fall at your feet Stop stop go, if I commit can I keep myself whole ? Am I wasting time on my own ? How do I start, tripping over my head and my heart, don’t think I’ll be the last, why should I care at all ? Watch me fall at your feet, give it all to make you feel complete. The National - Brainy I was up all night again, boning up and reading the American Dictionary, you’ll never believe me, what I found, think I’d better follow you around. Ben Howard - Games in the dark We played games in the park and I want to stay there, close to your heart. And you said “Oh, I can feel your heart beat”, and I told you, “Sometimes when I stay the night, I find it hard, hard to sleep”. Oh, we played, yeah, like lovers in the moonlight, we stay here, stubborn in the softness and the light. Oh, how close to heaven can you get before the sun burns your eyes? Stars - Wasted Daylight Heat is a heavy head, keeps me in my bed, push aside the pillow, the whole room just turned yellow. Three in the afternoon, we still haven’t moved, siren sighs echo, a pulse through our window. I don’t mind, I don’t mind this wasted, shaded daylight. Pull in the body to twist, the thighs, the heels, the hips, constellation markings across your body, drawings. Anya Marina - Satellite heart So pretty, so smart, such a waste of a young heart. Whatta pitty whatta sham, what’s the matter with you man? Don’t you see what’s wrong, can’t you get it right? Outta mind, and outta sight, call on all your girls, don’t forget the boys, put a lid on all that noise. I’m, a satellite heart, lost in the dark. I’m spun out so far, you stop I start, but I’ll be true to you. Sarah Jaffe - Talk All my young life, I’ve opened my mouth too many times. Now that I’m done talking, here you come walking. And I feel ignorant to be certain, strung out like a fool. I know I don’t need to but I know that I want you and I feel ignorant to be certain. Lily Allen - L8 And when I see his face, I know that I could win the race, and when he calls my name, I know we’re in the long game. Why would I leave him for, I couldn’t ask for anymore, I wouldn’t send him back, he won me, game, set and match.
Hibou à Freddie.
Douglas: En fait, je n'arrive pas à dormir.
Douglas: -photo jointe-
James Cook
I am covered in skin, no one gets to come in, pull me out from inside, I am folded and unfolded and unfolding, I am colorblind.
modern-day hogwarts houses: hufflepuff
you might belong in hufflepuff, where they are just and loyal. those patient hufflepuffs are true, and unafraid of toil.
Douglas John Booth.
I woke up like this, I woke up like this, we flawless, ladies tell 'em, say I look so good tonight, god damn, god damn.
Sabrina Ann Lynn Carpenter
“I should've shut my mouth, I could've kept it quiet, I might have freaked him out 'cause I was so excited but I just couldn't wait, I took a leap of faith, oh, the things I say.”
Gryffindor: high-fiving someone so hard it hurts your hand (on purpose, and you just get even more pumped up + happy), catching things right before they hit the ground, "home is not a place, it's a person", buying dozens of notebooks but only writing a couple of things in each of them, balconies, assuming everyone speaks the truth, instant noodles, carefree jokes in the middle of fighting in action movies, hitchhiking, board games (with friends), adopting slang words/expressions from other people, road trips, drinking/eating straight from the container, forgetting to brush your teeth, explaining things with your hands or by showing, volunteering (sometimes just so that those who REALLY don't want to do it won't have to), constantly changing your ringtone
Ravenclaw: reading funny/interesting facts and forgetting them right away (except for the VERY fascinating ones), going to a foreign country without knowing the language; learning as you go/by experiencing it yourself and through failed attempts, multitasking (with questionable results), space, tearing paper as a stress reliever, preferring ballpoint + mechanical pens because the line they draw is even, procastination, blushing easily, either REALLY neat or REALLY messy handwriting, making sure everyone is drinking enough water (and not too much alcohol), never borrowing money but always lending it to others (with no rush to get it back), wind, green tea, talking really fast/loud when you get excited, laughing and smiling silently, only paying attention to the things that interest you
Slytherin: having a discussion with someone across the room by using just gestures and facial expressions/lip reading, ending up sharpening all the pencils instead of just the one you need, string instruments, both judgemental eye rolls and friendly and teasing eye rolls, never ignoring problems, taking one (or two) for the team, cutting your own hair/making your own jewellery and clothing; DIY, formal language with strangers and at work but swearing/using (internet) slang with friends and at home, never letting fate decide, keeping secrets (both others' and your own), forgiving relatively fast but NOT many times, avoiding telling white lies, mostly listening during conversations but impressing everyone with how intelligent and insightful you are when you do comment/speak
Hufflepuff: sunflowers and dandelions, (cookie) dough, colouring books, choosing the slightly smaller half of a halved pastry even though the other person said you could pick either one and they'd have the other one, bumblebees + honey bees, listening to loud music with headphones and constantly fearing others can hear it, humming and whistling, coffee and hot chocolate with lots of of whipped cream and spices, blanket forts, not feeling pressured to do anything "productive", always thinking it's your fault (it's not), having days for yourself; peace and quiet and self-care, movie/TV/Netflix marathons, procastinating at first and then working for hours and hours straight just before the deadline, rain (heavy or light), chocolate and peppermint and fudge
Hibou à Zayn.
Zayn: Bonjour Harry ? Oh c'est gentil, j'ai raté le petit déjeuner oui, vous vous levez vraiment trop tôt ici, et j'ai du mal a me lever.. Ou est ce qu'il faut que je vienne le chercher ? Et oui ! Nous dormons dans le carrosse qui est plus grand a l'intérieur, assez pour donner une petite chambre a chacun, heureusement. Il faut que j'aille chercher mon emploi du temps, mais peut être qu'on aura l'occasion de se croiser !
Harry: Oui ? Bonjour ! D'accord, peut-être que tu étais occupé à autre chose, je sais pas, mais c'est parce qu'on a école après alors oui, on se lève tôt un peu ? Je suis dans la Grande Salle ? J'ai réussis à attraper des croissants avant que tout le monde ne les mange et il y a du chocolat chaud aussi ? Oh wow, il a l'air vraiment cool votre carrosse !! Tu as un emploi du temps aussi, tu vas assister à nos cours ?
Hibou à Zayn.
Harry: Bonjour jolie France ! Hummm, il paraît que les croissants font fureur au petit déjeuner alors je t’en ai gardé un ? Comme je ne t’ai pas vu ce matin, j’en ai déduis que tu dormais peut-être encore ? Vous dormez dans le carosse c’est bien ça, hein ? C’est confortable ? Ca paraît petit mais Gemma dit toujours qu’il ne faut pas se fier au petit.
Delirium
“C’était il y a longtemps.. et Diggory ne compte pas, ce n’était pas à cause du tournoi.” Louis remarque en pointant un doigt vers Nick, et fronce juste des sourcils quand il parle de Douglas et confirme que c’est bien le même. Louis ne l’aime pas. Rien à voir avec les sourires que lui et Nick échangent, vraiment, il a juste.. l’air bizarre. Et viens d’un pays bizarre. C’est tout. Mais il ri quand Nick parle de Harry, et hoche un peu de la tête. “Probablement, mais je ne suis pas sûr que la compétition puisse les rapprocher. Et puis Gigi est bien sa copine.” Louis grimace un peu, déçu pour Harry. Zayn a quand même l’air cool, et il espère vaguement que ça ne les empêchera pas de devenir amis, parce que Louis ne cracherait pas sur des vacances en France, en fait. Heureusement, on dirais que ses raisonnements marchent sur Nick, qui semble finir par tomber d’accord avec lui, et Louis garde son sourire jusqu’à ce qu’il se sente tomber sur le brun, et grogne contre son pull. “Est-ce que je peut faire ça sans étouffer ?” il demande en relevant un peu la tête, et sourit en voyant à quel point il a fini proche de son visage, hausse un sourcil. Lottie se concentre sur Gemma et demande ce qu’elle doit faire, haussant un sourcil aux demandes de la jeune fille pendant que ses bras passent au dessus de ses épaules. “Uhm.. Peut-être que je peut faire ça. Mais c’est vraiment un effort que je fais là, j’espère que tu te rends compte du sacrifice.” elle plaisante, aussi bas que Gemma, et referme ses bras pour rapprocher encore plus la blonde. “Mais tu crois que les autres seront d’accord pour que je traine autant chez vous ?”
“Je... Diggory n’a jamais été le seul mort ou blessé du tournoi.” Nick souffle doucement en fronçant ses sourcils, pas trop sûr de où il va avec ça, parce que Louis semble déterminer et Nick a juste envie de l’étrangler. Va falloir passer dessus. Et puis ils en viennent à Harry et Nick écoute ce que Louis a à dire sur le français. “D’accord. Ne fraternise pas avec l’ennemi.” Le brun souffle en haussant un sourcil vers Louis avant de l’attirer à lui parce que c’est sans doute plus facile quand il ne voit pas la tête du garçon. “Non? Si je étouffe tout de suite, la Coupe ne pourra plus te choisir.” Il raisonne finalement avant de baisser son regard vers lui et se rend compte que c’est une très mauvaise idée quand il voit que Louis est si prêt et qu’il rougit en croisant le regard du Serpentard. Il déteste tout ça, catégoriquement. Et il relâche un peu sa pression sur le brun pour le laisser s’éloigne et détourne son regard. Le feu de cheminée est plus intéressant. “De toute manière ça sera un Gryffondor qui sortira. Ou un Serdaigle.” Il reprend pour ne pas trop penser à Louis contre lui. Gemma hausse légèrement un sourcil vers Lottie en l’entendant parler et secoue un peu la tête. “Je risque de mourir à n’importe quel moment pour la gloire de cette école et tu me parles de sacrifice?” Elle glisse en rapprochant un peu son visage de celui de Lottie, souriant un peu à sa remarque. “S’ils sont pas d’accord ils auront le droit à un coup de batte.” Elle souffle finalement avant de jeter un regard derrière l’épaule de Lottie pour voir Nick et Louis et doit se retenir de roule des yeux, frottant doucement son nez contre celui de la blonde. “Ton frère sait qu’il est un peu gay af et que Nick a un sérieux problème avec lui ou bien?..”