be very still

I'll see you at your funeral, if you'll see me at mine. I'll wait at the edges for your ghost to rise (until the end of time).

[bug-mp3]

they should make it easier

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“I looked for love in things that were not love.”

— Florence Welch, referring to what inspired her to write the song “Hunger,”

[holyisthenameofmyruthlessaxe]

The Poems of Emily Brontë, ‘The Prisoner’ c. 1845

[i-like-to-look-at-your-back]

Big doggy U・ᴥ・U

ref

[mandy-lane]

CHARLI XCX via Instagram (April 20, 2023)

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— Emily Brontë, from “Wuthering Heights.”

[how2forgive]

what if I just decided to live without shame. what then

[dilfgifs]

JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN as JASON CROUSE The Good Wife S07E19 “Landing“

[ray-hall]

all the world around us (chapter 8)

Remus leans against the metallic grey Ford Fiesta the British government has bestowed upon James and Regulus. His flat is a three minute walk from Venture Fitness—(which would make no difference to James who’d probably still take the car just for convenience)—so he’d rather get the extra steps in. Usually, neither of them linger. Today, he does. “That too. But it might, James. And what if it does?” James shoots him a nervous look, which probably has more to do with Remus’ sudden willingness to talk about all this than the actual situation with the younger Black brother. “Then Regulus will suffocate me with a pillow, I assume.” The thing is, Remus can’t say with one hundred percent certainty it’d be a lie. He straightens his back, running rough, calloused fingers through his sweat-slicked hair, and offers, “Better start practicing holding your breath.” The door to James’ Ford opens with a soft click. “I’ve not the time,” he says, stepping behind the wheel and throwing his bag on the passenger’s seat. “I’m a working man.”

8/25 chapters | WIP | AO3 or: jegulus in witness protection (unresearched), fake dating, there’s only one bed, crushes-to-complicated-enemies-to-lovers (with some background wolfstar bc im weak)

[lostalittle]

I love it when literature touches me, when it reaches my bones. It doesn't matter if it's in a pleasurable way or a horrifying way, either way it's satisfying.

[filthyprotozoan]

supernatural had NOOOO business saying shit like “freedom is a length of rope. god wants you to hang yourself with it.” where the FUCK do they get off saying something that good? on cw show supernatural????

[farmlesbians]

so real

[silence-between-seconds]

Regulus: you're ruining my reputation James: then get off my lap Regulus: Regulus: no

[nubisecretplace]

Remus: i think your mother doesn't approve me

Sirius: don't worry about it, she doesn't approve me either

[ray-hall]

all the world around us (chapter 7)

“It's—I have never felt like I really had a goal, I guess. Remus, Sirius—even you. You have always known what you wanted to do.” That’s not true, Regulus wants to say, I have never known what I wanted to do at all. But he keeps silent. “I never had that,” the man continues. “I did Nursing because it seemed like the smart thing to do. My grades were good, I liked biology… It seemed like the next step. I just did it because it was logical, not because I wanted it.” Regulus almost feels awkward asking. “Did you want something else?” “No,” James shrugs, like it’s the easiest thing in the world to admit. “That's why it wasn't hard. I didn't have to give up anything to pursue my parents' dream or something. I just… I had nothing. No big plans, no life-fulfilling dreams. Just great A-level results and a lot of luck.” It seems otherworldly to Regulus, the idea of doing something just because he didn’t have anything else to do. Who didn’t have anything else to do? Regulus has been battling his parents’ expectations since he was three years old and ‘ahead of the curve’, like it was a conscious decision to start walking or talking or writing before others his age. “And you enjoy it now?” he asks, because it seems he does, right? It seems James has somehow, without a plan, without any pressure, found himself exactly where he was meant to be.

7/25 chapters | WIP | AO3 or: jegulus in witness protection (unresearched), fake dating, there’s only one bed, crushes-to-complicated-enemies-to-lovers (with some background wolfstar bc im weak)

[theorangepdf]

book dedications are so tender here is this piece of art i made for an audience of thousands. but really every word is for you

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— Arabelle Sicardi, from “The Year in Ugliness.”