The weather is gloomy but love, i'm blooming so close to your warmth
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*talking about a presentation*
Gryffindor: Are you gonna be nervous?
Ravenclaw: Am I gonna be ner- I’ve been nervous for 19 years.
Wit beyond measure is a man’s greatest treasure. (Obviously…)
Knowledge is a weapon. I intend to be formidably armed.
I’m not crazy, my reality is just different then yours.
When in doubt, go to the library.
The mind is it’s own palace, and in itself it can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.
To be insane is to be sane with just a little more knowledge of what’s going on.
I am neither especially clever nor especially gifted. I am only very, very curious.
Intelligence without ambition is like a bird without wings.
I think, therefore, I am dangerous.
Never be so focused on what your looking for that you overlook the thing you actually find.
It can take a Ravenclaw weeks, even months, to unpack their stuff. Many of the students end up living out of their luggage in the dorms because they can’t be bothered to hang up their robes.
kpop concept playlists~ 💎
🌼 [you wake up early on a beautiful day only to remember you have nowhere to go and no responsibilities for the day. the dazzling sun is shining bright through your window and suddenly all the worries that clouded your head before have all disappeared. you feel light and airy. you have the whole day ahead of you.]
💔 [sitting at an old cafe in the corner of an old town, you reminisce about forgotten loves and what could have been. you feel heavy and drowsy as the rain pours outside the window. you see a couple sitting across the cafe from you, holding hands and enjoying their hot tea, and you smile. love is all around.]
💥 [you find yourself standing in the most strange museum-like building you’ve ever visited. no one else is to be seen, only you. wandering around, you find that every room you enter is a new experience that takes your breath away. it’s like entering a dream of your own making. suddenly, you aren’t tethered to earth anymore, but have become a dream yourself.]
💌 [your heart is soft and your footsteps are light as air as you walk barefoot across an open field, covered with wildflowers and plants. you think of your lover as you smell the beautiful roses and your heart soars. all you want to do is smile sheepishly and be soft. you love love.]
👅 [finding yourself amidst sweaty bodies and dazzling neon lights, you feel swept away with the rhythm of the beautiful people swaying around you. no one seems to be talking, just moving their bodies to the rhythm, just as you are. a stranger catches your eye and smiles at you, sinfully. you take the hint and move towards them. it’s going to be a fun night.]
✨ [you lay atop a soft blanket in the middle of a field, with no light other than the beautiful full moon in the sky. the universe is one with you. if you close your eyes, you can imagine laying on top of the light clouds and drifting somewhere far away.]
🚗 [the car is filled with laughter and harmonious singing of you and your closest friend as you drive towards your distant destination. everything feels right with the world as you sing at the top of your lungs and laugh about nothing in particular. the low-hanging moon is lighting your path and accompanying you on this journey.]
📢 [you stand alone in the middle of a huge but empty mall. you have an eerie and unexplainable feeling. no one seems to be in sight, but you caught a sign of movement from atop the escalator. you still aren’t sure if this is a dream or not. these are the songs playing on the speakers in the building as you navigate your way across this predicament.]
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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classic lit hits different than modern lit not because modern lit lacks depth but because there’s something so incredible about reading something and knowing that hundreds of years before you people were living, breathing, loving, the same way you do now. like one hundred years ago someone read these same words and felt them and read them just as you do today, and you’re connected despite the times that separates you
Hufflepuff: *trying to study*
Ravenclaw: *zooming across the floor by sliding in their socks*
Hufflepuff: Raven, why aren’t you studying for the test tomorrow?
Ravenclaw: *skidding* theRE’S A TEST TOMORROW??? *crashes into a bookcase*
reading frankenstein be like
young adulthood is extremely lonely but also wildly freeing. i’ve gotten coffee at three different cafes today
gryffindor. oversized jumpers; roasting marshmallows over a crackling fire; laughing hysterically while pumpkin carving; the smell of cinnamon and baking; playing in puddles with bright gumboots; hair blowing wildly in the wind; cute beanies with pom poms; warm, rosy cheeks; burning your tongue when you sip a hot drink too quickly; early morning runs; worn, flannel shirts; pretending to be a dragon with clouds of warm breath in the cold air
hufflepuff. long, woollen socks; vanilla-scented candles; a warm blanket over your shoulders; jumping into a pile of autumn leaves; fluffy earmuffs; creamy hot chocolate with whipped cream on top; hanging fairylights everywhere; playing with your pet on a warm rug; thick mittens; a warm bath to relax after a long day; the crunching of leaves underfoot; capturing the image of dancing leaves with a vintage camera
ravenclaw. people-watching through foggy windows in cafés; reading a favourite book by candlelight; long, thick scarves; staying up late to play board games; wandering aimlessly under falling leaves; oversized, knitted cardigans; muted sunlight filtered through autumn leaves; late nights binging on netflix; a chilly wind freezing the tip of your nose; scribbling in notebooks under overcast skies; the natural silence of the woods; the dancing tendrils of steam from a mug of hot tea
slytherin. cold and misty mornings; warming your hands on a mug of hot coffee; dark lip colours; the dance of walking barefoot across a cold floor; stylish, long overcoats; falling asleep to the pattering of rain on the window; meandering wooded roads; lace-up leather boots; the flickering of candlelight in the dark; lying on a tartan blanket while listening to music through headphones; burying yourself in soft, warm blankets at the end of the day