daisy hookum

daisy hookum | sixteen | hufflepuff | half blood "I remember when all of what I saw was black in white- there was no in between. I knew nothing better. Then, I met you, and I swore that color sprouted before me like flowers out of the dirt, and every step you took towards me allowed me to see the colors that made up y o u."

[cfmusings-blog]

      ❛ if the world gets too COLD and lonely,             then don’t worry, i’ll protect you. 

[cfmusings-blog]

 please don’t leave me.          i’m so tired of being a                                       l                                        o                                          n                                           e

[thelovejournals]

Love can come when you’re already who you are, when you’re filled with you. Not when you look to someone else to fill the empty space.

Deb Caletti, Honey, Baby, Sweetheart (via justanotherrpmusing)

[justanotherrpmusing]

No wonder I feel like I’m missing a heavy load.

Life In Color (via justanotherrpmusing)

[rpmusings-galore]

How long are you going to    H A T E   ME?

[rpmusings-galore]

I will not make the same MISŦAҞES                                    that                                  ＹＯＵ                                     did.

[daisyhookups-blog]

“I’m not shitfaced yet, you know. As clumsy as I am sober, I won’t.... fall over like you probably did.” Daisy placed her hand against the wall to steady herself enough to slide down the wall.

“Alright, want to play a game? The question game. We find out about each other, since I haven’t really spoken to you. What’s your favorite color?” Daisy raised a brow towards Remus, moving the bottle to her lips to drink from it again.

[rpmusings-galore]

What?         —You think I’m just gonna stand there and TAKE IT?

[daisyhookups-blog]

“alrighty here. i’m not appreciating this attitude coming from you, as much sarcasm as i leak.” daisy’s arms moved up to cross over her chest, narrowing her eyes. “you’re obviously seething with anger- so, i’ll give you a chance to let it out, about anything you’re upset over. 

how people have been treating you, the attack, whatever it is that has you upset. you can throw insults at me if you want to turn it into something unrelated- but you can’t just sit there and let it build up, or else you’ll let it out on somebody you actually know. so, c’mon. insult me, insult whoever you want to insult. i’m here, so i’ll hear it all. somebody’s going to know how upset you are.”

[quotemadness]

When you are attracted to people, it’s because of the details. Their kindness. Their eyes. The fact that they can get you to laugh when you need it the most.

Jodi Picoult (via justanotherrpmusing)

[justanotherrpmusing]

Watching you stand alone, all of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow.

A Thousand Years (via justanotherrpmusing)

[wolf-remus-lupin-blog]

He smiled at her and nodded. Well…he got the gist of what she said anyway. He held up his bottle to her, his doofus smile still on his face. “Enjoy.” 

[daisyhookups-blog]

“You, my friend, are a life saver. I’ll probably forget this happened, since I will do everything in my power to get as drunk as I can with whats left of this, but I’ll say now that I am forever in debt to you.” Daisy took the bottle from Remus, grinning towards him before she took a daring swig from the bottle.

[daisyhookups-blog]

claim: when given the chance, daisy hookum will talk your fuckin’ ear off

fact or myth: fact. holy shit. calm the fuck down.

[daisyhookups-blog]

“you’ve got jokes there, bucko. you didn’t tilt your head back far enough- you’re still conscious. i would not cast you in my action-packed-death-filled drama movie that i’m going to produce in ten years.” daisy bit her cheek as if to simulate her disappointment.

“hm, you have? that’s the kind of woman i want to be, as much as i complain about it. i could totally do it, you know. what do they call those types of girls- femme fatale? except the only dangerous situation i’ll put me in is a serious lack of personal finances. i’d be a woman on the run- that’s secretly why i go on runs in the morning, of course.

 i’m training for my life out of school. maybe i’ll find somebody i went here with- someone who thinks i’m a solid, down to earth girl, and screw them over. they have to be attractive, of course, to match my sharp looks.” daisy moved a hand up to lazily flick her hair over her shoulders, adopting a look of conceit. “of course, i doubt anybody in the school would step up to such a high standard.”

raising a hand up to point towards the boy again, she sent him an obvious nod. “i like your thought process, my friend. the tragic hero- they’ll all see themselves in you, just trying to make a living in a war-distraught enviroment. you’d get lots of women that way, i’m betting. maybe a prostitute will take pity on you and give you a militant discount.

oh, you? a hopeless romantic? i saw it all along. the hormones- i can see them rushing through your veins, or wherever they go through. i’m not a proper expert on love and romance, but i see you as somebody who can catch somebody proper and hold on to them for a while. you know, bring her flowers, heart shaped candy boxes, the whole nine yards.”

[okaidvn]

“Ah, is it not?” Daisy crossed her arms lazily over her chest, a half smile just barely visible on her lips, “From what I can tell..” She began, pushing off of the wall she had been leaning against to move towards the boy.

A single hand moved to point towards the setup in front of them, “This is a joke, right? A joke of a prank. It looks like it could be a prank, but let me tell you, this is nothing. I have to say, I’m vaguely disappointed.”

Aiden pouted slightly at the insult, furrowing his eyebrows. “I can’t go all out with everything go on, I already made a first year cry because of one of my pranks,” he explained, running a hand through his hair. “I’m going easy.”

[daisyhookups-blog]

“First years cry when they have a mark below an O, please. That’s why you don’t go for them- they make you feel bad, and the professors dote on them. It really puts a dent in your fun time, y’know?” Daisy shook her head, still exemplifying her mock disappointment.

“That’s why you go for the seventh year Slytherins. They lack tear ducts, I’ve noticed. If one gets their hair dyed pink, you get the pride of seeing them walk around royally pissed the whole day. There are a lot of people who would pay big galleons to see that, you know.”

[daisyhookups-blog]

“okay, hey now. i look like i’m twelve at most- what shop keep is going to let me buy a lighter? honestly, think!” daisy shook her head, moving her hands up to pinch her own cheeks in an attempt to make herself seem younger.

“my grandmother still thinks i’m fourteen. she forgets every time i tell her- no, granny, i’m not fourteen. it’s been almost three years.”

she ran a hand through her hair, pushing her bangs out of her face as well as she could. “hence why you’re still pretty? i suppose. i’ll have to admit, that uh.. hufflepuff girl? black, brown hair, asian? oh, she’s much prettier. have you met her?” her tone was bleeding sarcasm and obvious wit, considering we all know how daisy is.

“ah, what a shame. those bruises are really going to put a dent in your sex life, huh? ‘yes, touch me there- oh, no, not there, ouch. that hurts, oh god.’. i can imagine it now- i’ll have to admit, i feel terrible for you, my friend.” daisy grinned, again- she found herself to be rather funny, but somebody that got her jokes and wasn’t upset over them being around was really lightening her mood.

“you’re not so bad, maybe i’ll keep you around, huh?”

[quotemadness]

I think a lot of people want to be someone, but we are scared that if we try, we won’t be as good as everyone imagines we could be.

Ava Dellaira (via justanotherrpmusing)