The Grim Reaper Is No Longer Able To Claim Lives Directly. Instead, When Your Time Is Up A Mark Appears

- What’s that you’re reading? - It’s about cryptography. - Like… Secret messages? - Not secret: that’s the brilliant part. Messages that anyone can see, but no one knows what they mean, unless you have the key. - How’s that different from talking? - Talking? - When people talk to each other, they never say what they mean. They say something else, and you’re expected to just know what they mean. Only I never do. So, how’s that different? - Alan, I have a funny feeling you’re going to be very good at this.

Alan Turing & Christopher Morcom, from the movie “The Imitation Game”

And yet… Set It Up (2018) dir. Claire Scanlon

♡ tag yourself: cute names ♡

love: overthinker, long baths with rose petals, sad yet powerful smiles, old libraries, often found staring at the stars, hands smudged with graphite, no sleep™️

honey: messy hair, loud yet beautiful laughter, bold colors, swirly handwriting, pink lipstick, wandering through art museums, dancing for no reason, vibrant dreams

sweetheart: summer breezes, compliments everyone, probably owns a pair of overalls, tea drinker, can’t sing for shit but still does anyway, favorite type of food is dessert

cutie: likes baking, says they’re stupid but is actually really damn smart, wants pastel hair, takes really nice notes, ice cream, favorite article of clothing is an oversized hoodie, pretty eyes

darling: s o f t, fav color is either yellow or pink, lots of flowers, wants to pet a cat, sleepy, actually has time to eat breakfast, rainy days, lip gloss

I’m seeing this beautiful weather right now. It’s so pretty it’s giving me anxiety.

types of boys - drink edition

Coffee boys: Organization, color-coded notes, never sleeping, writing all the time, people-watching in cafes, fountain pens, warm pullover sweaters, fidgeting allll the time

Tea boys: Warm fireplaces, soft fabric, gentle hands, contagious laughter, mom friend, cottages, cheek kisses, fluffy curly hair, trying to be strong for the sake of others, acoustic guitar

Hot chocolate boys: Getting easily excited, big hearts, holidays, loves winter, stays up too late, broad music taste, sees the good in people, D O G S, sometimes childish, kind of low self-esteem (even tho they’re perf)

Smoothie boys: Sunrises, every single fruit, pastels and bright colors, wants to travel, glittery highlighter, piano, probably has a really nice singing voice, patterned button-ups, lennon glasses

Water boys: Vegetarian, worrying too much, really caring about the environment, not using the internet that much, loving the ocean, soft-hearted, comfy flowing clothes, open-toed shoes

Milk boys: Minimalist aesthetic, slime videos, wishing it was spring, succulents, pink shirts, daydreaming a lot, brown eyes, loving hugs, hating gender roles, incredibly soft skin

Soda boys: Primary colors, always being hungry, giving advice to friends, cartoons, being super bubbly, movie marathons, fingerless gloves, knee-high socks

Slushy boys: Dyed hair, converse sneakers, painted nails, hyperactivity, neon colors, probably needs to shower, convenience stores at 1am, holding hands, adrenaline, holographic stuff

Need I underline it?

Peggy Carter in Captain America: The First Avenger (2011)

a graduating senior's letter to freshman

tomorrow is my last day of high school. i guess it’s always been a tradition to give advice to freshman. when i try to think of just one solid line of advice, something that some scared 14 year old will hold onto for dear life until they are in my shoes in four years, it’s as if i’ve hopped on to a train that’s departing and i am screaming goodbye at the one’s i’m leaving behind. not once have i given someone a worthy goodbye. it always comes out in jumbled warnings and memories and wishes. but as my final day of high school lays ahead of me, i find myself on that train. i want to tell you to watch out for deadlines, and take more photos than you think you’ll need, and try new things even if you think you won’t like them. i’d tell you not to procrastinate, but in truth i just want you to learn to procrastinate well. don’t wait until the very last minute and end up turning in tear stained essays the morning following the night you spent rid with anxiety and feelings of worthlessness. turn in essays you write after you ditched studying to go driving around with your friends, essays that are filled with passion and too much conviction. always remember that what you get out of life is what you put into it. do not spend each day wishing for the next. you have to be there, so you might as well want to. i wish for you to love people with everything you’ve got, and then let them break you into a million tiny pieces, just so you know what it’s like. i wish for you to put up walls higher than the wall of china, and watch as one person single handedly breaks them down with just a few words. embrace every single thing that comes your way in the next four years, good and bad. embrace the positive and the negative, because you will learn from both. accept that the next four years are the only years when you will be surrounded by hundreds of people who are studying the same things as you, dealing with the same types of stress, are as much as they may hide it, are looking for support the same way you are. be that support for people. let other people be that support for you. and most importantly, be hungry. be hungry for growth, and success, and passion, and knowledge. remember that you are in no way required to be the same person you were 5 minutes ago. people say that high school is the time for finding yourself, but somehow i managed to lose myself more every day. cherish that, let yourself be constantly growing and constantly changing. realize that you will never find yourself and be happy with that thought, because to find yourself would mean that you had become stagnant. there are parts of your experience that are going to make you feel so numb, and you will settle with being stagnant and you will settle with feeling betrayed by your peers or your family or yourself. those times will come, but those times will also pass, and they are not worth letting the world break you. do not let the world make you hard, because you are beautiful and young and full of potential that you may or may not see right now. realize your own strengths, and do not dwell on the strengths of others. you are unique, you are important, and no matter what anyone tells you, the world needs you. 

these four years are short, so make it count. 

Hey! I love your blog :) I just wanted to ask if you know any relatively long Wolfstar fics on Ao3 that are more or less completely AU or Non-Magic AU? There probably a lot lmao, so I’m just wondering what your favourites are if it’s not too much of a problem?? Thank you :)

Sure! :) Here are some of my favorites for you!

Aduantas by GoodFrith

A fallen star might be everything Remus needs to turn his entire life around but tracking it down might mean biting off more than he can chew.

Retrial by phoenixgal

Remus Lupin, host of the popular podcast Retrial, decides to focus on the case of Sirius Black, a man convicted of murdering his high school best friend, for his upcoming season. Remus has gotten too close to his subjects in the past, so he promises himself that won’t happen this time.

A Cure For Nightmares by picascribit

1976-1978: There’s a mysterious new boy at St Godric’s boarding school, and Sirius can’t stop thinking about him, but the secret Remus is keeping might break Sirius’s heart.

Stalking Sirius by remuslives23

Reluctant paparazzo, Remus Lupin, manipulates his way into rock star, Sirius Black’s, life, hoping for a scoop that will kick start his flagging career. Instead, he finds himself torn between his growing feelings for Sirius, and the article of a lifetime.

Long Live Living (If Living Can Be This) by excaliburned

It’s the final summer before university, and Sirius has a sneaking suspicion he’s missing something. A summer of pillow-forts, drinking & numerous re-watches of Dirty Dancing ensues. Non-magical AU set in Warwick Castle.

Time is a Fine Invention by bluepeony

Sirius Black expected university to be simple; a medley of moonlight trysts and Good Times. What he didn’t expect was the yearning for home, the strains on his friendships, or falling for the hot-tempered History student Remus Lupin.

Desperado by fluorescentgrey

West Texas, 1861. “I’m unsure when we elected to hand the reigns of this operation over to a hophead felon and a bottom-tier bounty hunter.”

Text Talk by merlywhirls

Sirius is in boarding school, Remus is in hospital, and they don’t know each other until Sirius texts the wrong number.

Hugely important to me to understand the back story with Christopher Morcom, whom I think basically motivated his entire life. And it was his first love, and I think it was a very romantic love. I think it was more than just admiration. I think he was utterly besotted with this boy. — Benedict Cumberbatch