Research Ideas For Bored Students

Gryffindor: niche memes, coffee, messy bed, curls, stuffed toys, chocolate (loads of it), lion slippers, Lil Peep, dog person, unfinished poems, journals, unplanned trips.

Hufflepuff: bookworm, messy buns, tea, freshly baked cookies, angel’s breath, cute socks, secretly watches Sex Ed, 70s music.

Ravenclaw: spends days in library, kpop, dad jokes, fruit bowls, smoothies, yoga, hardcore feminist, read every Virginia Wolff book.

Slytherin: has a pet snake, pale, mom jeans, colorful hair, Beatles, movies with subtitles, mint chocolate, cacti, writes songs, owns a lighter collection.

dark and gloomy clouds, the quiet before storm, smell of the air right before the first drops fall, open window, cozy unmade bed with bedsheets smelling of cuddles and warmth, soft whispers of ‘i love yous’ and kisses lost in your hair

What’s REALLY inside the Ravenclaw Common Room

A/N: Not a request, but I thought we all need a pick-me-up today. Enjoy everyone, and feel free to request anything you’d like to see me write about ~

Seriously, do you realize how aesthetically pleasing the common room is?

I mean, like the blues and bronze made you feel like freakin’ royalty once you walk in

the most musical of the the common rooms - there’s soft sound of choir singing because of the magic, and the blue hues really calms you down REAL fast

I am 100% SURE that there’s AROMATHERAPY going on inside the common room:

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The biggest lie I keep telling myself is that I can listen to Shine just once without having to replay it for the next hour

Ravenclaw Headcanon

Ravenclaws have their own mini library in their common room. It’s just a small bookshelf, but it manages to always have the perfect book on hand for whatever each Ravenclaw needs.

You are all of the things you love. You are the cluttered bookshelf that is piled high with worn, tired books. You are that delicate tea-cup that you have to clean by hand when everything else goes in the dishwasher. You are the moon and the sun. You are the flowers speckled with rain. You are the Earth and the people that live on it, with hearts of gold and diamonds in their eyes. You are the things that make you happy, that make you smile, those moments where time stops and you are left alone in space. You are all of the things you love, and if that's so, it means you love yourself, because you are yourself.

have we gotten to the point where we can accept that dark academia tumblr is just the classic lit fandom or are we not ready for that yet

I want soft things. Soft things that are the same time dark. Like victorian dark, not morbid dark. I want to recieve mail. I want to wear soft socks. I want to live and work in a library all day. I want to know a library like the back of my hand. I want to be left alone but I also want to be noticed. I want to cram books in a bookshelf that cannot take more. Then because the bookshelf is full, I want to line books by the bed. Then the study table. Then the window. I want to walk in the mornings across mossy dewy cemeteries. I want my bag to be heavy with books. And a diary with messy writing. I want to press leaves between pages and find them years later. I want to wear flannel. And soft sweaters. I want to visit art galleries, museums. Antique stores. I want to fill my apartment with wooden furniture. I want plants. I want tea in the evening in my balcony as the sun sets and the city turns pink. I want to stand in the sun, taking in the morning light.

— Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Woods

*talking about a presentation*

Gryffindor: Are you gonna be nervous?

Ravenclaw: Am I gonna be ner- I’ve been nervous for 19 years.