nina

poet and photographer in training she/her

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poem I wrote today about growth

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a poem i wrote about a most wonderful guy who couldn’t love me the way i needed, but gave me the most sweet goodbye

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Sensing You

When words begin to wane

And all I am is left

I tend to read you like paper

Search within the sense you frame

To notice the parts of me mirrored

How you taste like the air I breathe

Sound like cinnamon in my ear

Praising I mean something

To you, to the stars,

To their otherworldly flash in your eye

As I recall their feast

Painted along my skin

And the scent of our sea’s salacious depths

That never seem to fill me up

An hourglass disrupted

I blink you free, ask the gloom

Why my sureness is dimming

That you still sense me too

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Luminance - Written for my poetry class recently :)

I paid no mind to the smoke until it took you from me.

Veiling your face, murmuring a secret.

I’ll let myself be tranced by the heat between us,

‘Til the Wind takes pity, revealing Regulus in your eyes.

Soot on my cheek, wipe me clean.

Breathe into the blaze and watch it come alive.

Your hand is a question, and all I can summon in response

Are memories that don’t belong to anyone.

I am the bug that wanders blindly into the flame

Craving it’s warmth, mistaking it for safety.

Prometheus’ crimson, burning, my fingers draw back.

Unbothered by our little death, your laughter is my favourite song.

Oh, your generous gleam,

Your petrifying precarity.

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Limerance

Your simple nothings are my sweet,

Your drunken kiss my first.

Empty words ignite sparks too bright to dispel,

Cover my eyes to the way things are.

 

Burning, flushed and crimson.

            Your cadmium haze envelops, the scent of wings, fluttering.

The sureness of spring, a ghostly breath in the dew

            Mine, taken by your eyes that soften, your laugh that tickles.

[saintsebastiensbf]

every time i try to make lunch for anyone else in my head i end up dreaming of u. if u even care

[spencerreidcanchokeme]

“remus lupin is the coolest marauder” i say into the mic

everyone claps. no backlash. its a fact.

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the only valid marauders fancasts are: aaron taylor johnson, timothee chalamet, and andrew garfield. i’ll be taking no criticism on this

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well i just finished my junior year so…what if i started writing again? would y’all like that idk LMAO i’ve not been very active here lately i’m sorry

i can do requests again those are fun!!

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Regulus Black headcanons, because there's literally no canon information about his personality

He was always two steps ahead of everybody. He figured out that Lupin was a werewolf and that Sirius, James and Peter were animagus, AND that Sirius and Remus were dating

Because he's so.

fucking.

clever.

But he never told to anyone. Mostly because he still loved his big brother and didn't want him to go to Azkaban, and he knew Sirius would kill him if he'd tell anyone about Remus being a werewolf

He was an introvert

He talked to his mother in French and father in English, so he talks to Sirius usually in French

He also swears in French

He didn't really like quidditch that much, but still joined because he wanted to see Sirius more, and he knew that Sirius was also in the Griffindor quidditch team

But somehow he turned out be quite good at it

He was paler and had shorter hair, but otherwise he looked exactly like Sirius

He had a tiny little crush on James Potter, but never really realised that.

He just "Really wanted to be his best friend!😩"

He was also gay, but didn't realise that either. He just never had crushes on any girls and thought it was normal

He was really good at school without trying

A little piece of shit sometimes

He was really lonely, and Barty Crouch jr was basically his only friend

That's why he became friends with Kreacher

He was so jealous to Sirius. About everything. Sirius had great friends, he was popular, confident and successful and basically everything that Regulus wanted to be

That was the reason why he joined the death eaters.

To show Sirius off.

After getting the dark mark he started regretting it a lot

He was a cat person, and he had a black cat named Nightmare. And he didn't tell anyone but he absolutely loved Nightmare, he would've died for him

And the night before Regulus sacrificed himself, he gave Nightmare to Sirius and Remus in a box that he put in front of their front door

Sirius and Remus didn't know it was Regulus' cat, so they were quite confused next morning when they found a black kitten on their door steps

But Sirius fell instantly in love with the little cat, and so they decided to keep him

They named him Noir

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two birds with one stone

inspired by a tiktok ✨

Regulus had watched his brother moon over Remus for far too long and he was tired of it. Honestly, it was getting ridiculous. Regulus would go over to the Gryffindor table to find Sirius feeding Remus. It was pathetic.

So he devised a plan.

He would pretend to like Remus and hopefully light a fire under Sirius’ ass to get him moving. And maybe, just maybe, it'll also light a fire under a certain quidditch captain as well. Best not to get ahead of ourselves though.

So that's where we find our dear Reglus, who had draped an arm around Remus’ shoulder at lunch much to the shock of everyone in a mile radius.

Remus was at a loss for words, his eyes wide and uncertain.

“Uh, Regulus…” Remus said as he adjusted under the scrutiny of the group watching the two boys. “What, ehem, are you doing?”

Regulus just smirked and cocked a coy eyebrow at Sirius, who had his mouth hanging open and if he had been in a muggle cartoon show he would have had smoke coming out of his ears.

“I was just wondering, Re, if you’d like to go to Hogsmead this weekend,” That seemed to push sirius out of his stupor and he stood up abruptly. Regulus continued: “Together, I mean. Just the two of us, you know? Madam Puddifoot's has wonderful tea cakes.”

If it was possible, Remus’ eyes went wider. Lily choked on her tea beside him and James didn't seem to be breathing.

Sirius cleared his throat.

“Reg, Reggy, my dearest brother. A word.” Sirius promptly turned on his heels and walked out the great hall not even bothering to check to see if Regulus was following.

Regulus feigned confusion and looked around the table, everyone was avoiding his eyes like a plague.

“Better go see what he wants.” as Regulus stood up he bent low and whispered as quietly as he could in Remus' ear, “Your welcome.”

He found Sirius pacing in the hall just off to the right of the great hall doors, his hair looked like it'd been run through more than James’ on game day.

Regulus stuffed his hands in his pockets and regained his composure. He mustn't smile nor laugh, he steeled himself.

“What can I do for you, Sirius?”

“ Oh, do not start with me, brother,” Sirius said, not wasting a moment. “ I was just wondering…” Sirius mocked him in a surprisingly good imitation of Regulus. “Cut the bullshit. You don't like Remus, you’re just trying to rile me up. Well, quit it. Not gonna work.”

Regulus raised an eyebrow.

“Who says I don't like Remus? He’s very fit. Plus I’d say I did rile you up.” Regulus dug his nails into his palm to keep himself from laughing.

Sirius gave him a borderline murderous glare. He stopped pacing so that he stood mere inches away from Regulus.

“Stop.”

“Why?” Innocens seeped from his voice.

“Because I said so.”

Regulus shut his eyes briefly. Oh, he was going to tell this story at Sirius and Remus’ wedding.

“Why. Give me one good reason and I’ll back off. It’s not like you’re in love with him.” Checkmate.

A look of pure pain flashed across Sirius' face, and for a moment Regulus thought he’d gone too far. Sirius turned his back to Regulus, and put his hands in his face.

“Well, now that you bring it up…”

Regulus goes around Sirius to face him again, and takes his arm to pull them away from his face. He looks him dead in the eye.

“I know.”

Sirius’ face morphs into shock.

“Well, I guessed you liked him, not love. But you were pretty obvious to anyone who wasn't him.” Regulus wasn't really sure what to say now, Sirius looked close to tears.

“I am in love with my best friend. How dumb am I, again?”

Regulus just smiled, and thought not as dumb as i am, im in love with your other best friend.

Someone coughed from behind them and Regulus felt his eyes go wide as he looked over Sirius’ shoulder. Sirius whirled so fast, Regulus wouldn't be surprised if he got whiplash.

Remus stood in the middle of the corridor, looking very out of place in his rumpled mustard yellow jumper.

“Ah, Sirius, I think we should talk.” Remus said nervously, and was already walking toward the Gryffindor dormitory.

Sirius glanced over his shoulder at Regulus and shrugged as if to say Can't get any worse. And followed him.

Regulus had seen how Remus had looked at Sirius, though. Same way he probably looked at James. Same way Sirius looked at Remus. It would work out for his brother, he would bet his fortune on it.

Regulus stood in the corridor alone awhile longer, not really thinking about anything. It wasn't until someone cleared their throat that he realized how long he’d been standing.

James waved awkwardly and came to stand in front of him.

“So, I’m guessing it's not going to work out between you and Remus.” James chuckled nervously and Regulus joined in.

“Nah, not my type.” Regulus said as he went to sit on the floor with his back to the wall. His feet ached from standing for so long. James followed suit.

Their sides touched at every point and Regulus was all too aware of how close their hands were from touching. Forget butterflies. His stomach was the whole damn zoo. Elephants stomped around, and monkeys pulled at his heartstrings. He was a goner, that was for sure.

James bumped his shoulder and laughed shyly.

“What, uh, is your type?” James asked.

Regulus turned to look James full in the face, assessing and calculating. He weighed every odd he could think of.

“You.” He said simply and turned back to face the deserted corridor.

Out of the corner of Regulus' eye he saw James go a brilliant shade of red and he couldn't help but smile.

“Oh yeah?” James managed to choke out.

Regulus just nodded. If James wanted to make a move he would. The ball had been played and it was fully in james’ court.

James scooched so that he was facing regulus, their knees their only point of contact now. James bite his lip, and glanced down at Regulus.

“Would it be alright if I kissed you?” Any surprise or shock was gone from his face, pure certainty laid in its wake.

Regulus barely dipped his head down to nod when a pair of lips crashed down onto his.

Oh.

The kiss was awkward, the angle was off and it was all limbs and sloppy lips. Regulus had no idea where to put his hands. But it was perfect.

James’ lips were slightly chapped but soft against his own, his calloused hands cupped Regulus’ face so tenderly.

When Regulus pulled away, James’ lips remained faintly parted, his eyes shut.

“Oh.” James whispered and leaned his forehead against Regulus’ without opening his eyes.

“Oh.” Regulus repeated.

We love a consent king <3

[swymsuyt]

hi i just wanted to drop by and say that your art is top tier - especially how you draw draco w/ the scars across his face and chest i just *heart eyes*

absolutely my favorite rendition of the blonde git it makes me so happy

if you’re still taking requests/suggestions (no issue if not) maybe something w/ harry being very complementary of an insecure draco’s scars pls & thanks

again love your art and love love seeing you on my dash

tysm <3 although i wonder if it’s possible to scar your tongue now hmM i’m gonna look it up

sorry for replying so late!! i’m slowly going through the requests orz

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writing fanfiction while drunk i sjust anothe thing LMO THIS IS FO SUNF

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hi guys! i’ve made a second blog where i’ll be attempting to learn how to write poetry! i’m gonna post scraps here and there so if ur interested in reading them the account is @sageaventurine

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Enough of draco pining after harry. Enough of slow burn fics where draco is the one wooing and hoping and crying in his bedroom all by his gay lonesome. More of draco living his life after the war and Becoming a Better Person and harry noticing the change and harry the one in denial and harry pining and harry

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I’d read the fucking fuck outta that ngl-

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1, 16, 65, 72 for the asks? have a nice day :)

1) 6 of the songs you listen to most: talia, beautiful crime, runaway, sweater weather (hehe) lost in translation and your sister was right

16) favourite band: probably the neighbourhood but i have so many faves ahhh

65) top 5 favourite tumblr blogs: @wolfstarwarehouse @itsfundy @creepingshadow @antlered-pluto @wolfstarrtrash and so many more omg

72) You are at the doctor’s office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. a) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? b) What do you do with your remaining days? c) Would you be afraid?

a) i probably tell my family and friends, not necessarily blast it everywhere though. and i guess if i had a job or something i’d tell my boss

b) eat so much fucking junk food LMAO and probably travel i guess if it’s possible? see the world one last time, watch my favourite movies, probably look through sentimental items and reminisce wkemdkckkb maybe write some flowery, pessimistic poetry or something too bahahah

c) yes, just of the unknown of what truly happens after death. i have i think a pretty firm belief but it’s never 100% certain so that element of uncertainty would be scary

ty for the ask!! :D