The Dawn is Fire Bright

A blog featuring the things I like from Tumblr and beyond. Contains reblogs, original scribbles, personal posts, pictures, rants, and rhymes. _~I'm a writer in the making, studying English at my local community college. I love good books, great people, and chocolate.~ _"Scribbles" contains scribbles

[observando]

[firebrightdawn]

Sherlock: John, I mustache you....

Sherlock: Watson your face?

John: Shave it for later, Holmes.

John: [puts on sunglasses]

John: [puts little sunglasses on his stache]

[firebrightdawn]

person: so what music are you into?

me: are you sure you're ready for this conversation?

[adios-anxiety]

Rock bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life.

-J.K. Rowling (via adios-anxiety)

[janetmillslove]

[zackisontumblr]

having plans sounds like a good idea until you have to put on clothes and leave your house

[vintagemickeymouse]

Concept art for Fantasia, The Pastoral Symphony (1940)

[dvdp]

[overkitten]

reblog and make a wish

this is my second time reblogging and my first wish came true so

[ron-nasu-blog]

i have to

[straightinatbella]

why not

[haimbaby-deactivated20140208]

i did this a few days ago and it also came true, i was freaked out like fuck

[poundlickwaffle]

hmmmmmmmmmmmm

[monogatariwa]

here goes nothing

well lets see 

[dysphorism]

love this

[exhele-deactivated20171231]

i remember a few months ago, wishing that my crush would like me back on this post 

and now he’s my bf

..WISHING AGAIN. YAY

[starb-cks]

this actually works i swear

[jaime-drag0n-blog]

is it like magic or shit

[kurtsies]

[quotes-shape-us]

Love was like the waves in the sea, gentle and good sometimes, rough and terrible at others, but that it was endless and stronger than the sky and earth and everything in between.

Veronica Rossi, Through the Ever Night (via quotes-shape-us)

[firebrightdawn]

*buries head in the dirt out of embarrassment and panic*

[firebrightdawn]

Alone In This Bed by Framing Hanley

Waking up without you  It doesn't feel right  To sleep with only memories  It's harder every night Sometimes I think I can feel you breathing on my neck 

Tonight I'm reaching out to the stars  I think that he owes me a favor  It doesn't matter where you are  I'll hold you again 

I wish I could hear your voice  And don't leave me alone in this bed  I wish I could touch you once more  And don't leave me alone in this bed  Not tonight, not tomorrow 

I've got the feeling that this will never cease  Living in these pictures  It never comes with ease  I swear that if I could make this right  You'd be back by now 

Tonight I'm screaming out to the stars  He knows he owes me a favor  It doesn't matter where you are  You'll be mine again 

I wish I can hear your voice  And don't leave me alone in this bed  I wish I could touch you once more  And don't leave me alone in this bed 

What about the plans that we had  We'd been crazy not to go  Meet me in capeside 

I wish I can hear your voice And don't leave me alone in this bed  I wish I could touch you once more And don't leave me alone in this bed 

Don't leave me alone, don't leave me alone  Don't leave me alone in this bed  Don't leave me alone, don't leave me alone  Don't leave me alone in this bed

[firebrightdawn]

Sherlock

A few minutes after I had finished an episode, I glanced at my phone to read a text. As I looked up I was surprised, briefly, that I was in my room. It felt as if I had just returned to my room from someplace else, when I had been there all along

BBC's Sherlock is wonderful on many levels, but one of note is that the series pulls you in to such a degree that it feels like you've gone to a different place entirely.

[firebrightdawn]

The Fosters on ABC Family - I SHIP THEM

Spoiler Alert 

So, there's a show on ABC Family called The Fosters. It's a great tale about a unique family made up of a lesbian couple, a son (one mother's biological son), two adopted twins, and two foster siblings. The younger of the foster sibling wanted to wear nail polish to school. Some kids bullied him for it in front of his friend. The next day his friend sat by him at lunch wearing nail polish, smiling at the bullied boy.

Oh my gosh. It's too cute for me to handle! I ship them! Well, older them! Young thems can have a crush, but they're still maybe in early middle school at the latest and they're still pretty innocent as to the whole different sexualities thing, but nonetheless. I SHIP THEM

The feels.

[firebrightdawn]

Don't bother setting foot in the bathroom 'we share' if you can't be bothered to clean it or replace a light bulb every once and a while.

PS: Wiping off the sink to clean up what falls from your hair brush doesn't count as cleaning the bathroom either. 

[firebrightdawn]

Summary of my night after, as, and before it happens: Zach stubbed his little toe. It bled and hurt. He proceeded to get very little sleep. He awoke the next morning groggy, bitter, and in the mood for coffee.

[firebrightdawn]

At the moment

My lit blog, booksbear, was followed by the #lit tag editor and author of Isn't It Pretty to Think So?, Nick Miller. Which is awesome and ironic. Awesome, because it's Nick Miller. Ironic, because I seem to remember dumping his book halfway through and then criticizing it on this blog. 

Well would you look at that.

I think I'll maybe pause my reading of Game of Thrones and finish his novel. Maybe.