This Is What The Good Guys Do. They Keep Trying. They Don’t Give Up.

"But undocumented immigrants are breaking the law."

I don't care. Not even a little.

Trump broke the law. His insurrectionists broke the law. And when they did, you insisted that breaking the law is patriotic and that our freedom fighters were all law breakers.

By the standards that you actively uphold, undocumented immigrants are patriots. So I will treat them like patriots.

Real life was something happening in her peripheral vision.

Rainbow Rowell, Fangirl (via the-book-diaries)

Chapters: 1/25 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Regulus Black/James Potter, James Potter/Lily Evans Potter, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Mary Macdonald/Lily Evans Potter, Marlene McKinnon/Dorcas Meadowes, Barty Crouch Jr./Evan Rosier Characters: James Potter, Lily Evans Potter, Regulus Black, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Mary Macdonald (Harry Potter), Marlene McKinnon, Dorcas Meadowes, Barty Crouch Jr., Evan Rosier, Pandora Lovegood Additional Tags: Regulus Black is a Little Shit, Latino James Potter, Accidental Baby Acquisition, Jegulus Endgame, Past James Potter/Lily Evans Potter, Past Regulus Black/Barty Crouch Jr., Background Wolfstar, background Dorlene, background marylily, Starchaser, Sunseeker, Everyone Is Gay, James Potter Needs a Hug, Alternate Universe - No Voldemort, Hogwarts Seventh Year, what the fuck is that?, It's a baby, Legilimens Regulus Black, I know it's a baby what is it doing here Summary:

Lily stood up then and crossed the floor to sink down beside James. She rested her head on his shoulder, and he leaned his atop of hers. “I’m glad it’s you. I mean, if it had to be anyone, I’d pick you I think.”

 “Really?” James asked incredulously. “ I was under the impression that you found me, and I quote, ‘poncy, pigheaded and delusional’.”

“You are, but you’re also the kindest. You have the best family, too. And you’re not half bad looking; at least our kid won’t be ugly.”

They dissolved into a fit of laughter fueled by shock, exhaustion and emotional defeat. “A ginger British-Colombian. Can you imagine?”

“Will you teach them spanish?”

“I’ll have to if they have any hope of communicating with most of my family,” He chuckled. “Will you teach them how to do that thing you can with the flower petals?”

“Advanced transfiguration?” Lily huffed. “Sure, easy business for a toddler.”

“It’ll be fine, James.” Lily said, as if she was reading his mind. He wondered idly if she was, her legilimency skills were scary good, but he didn’t have any niggling feelings of intrusion in his head. “We’ll do this together.”

I want you next to me, in my bed, your clothes making friends with my floor. Love me hard enough so we wake up the neighbors.

Nishat Ahmed, Literary Sexts (via the-book-diaries)

*someone crying/upset*

Me; Sorrows, Sorrows, Prayers

If you asked most people whether they believed in love or not, they’d probably say they didn’t. Yet that’s not necessarily what they truly think. It’s just the way they defend themselves against what they want. They believe in it, but pretend they don’t until they’re allowed to. Most people would throw away their cynicism if they could. The majority just never get the chance.

Alain de Botton, Essays in Love (via the-book-diaries)

I want to know you whether you’re afraid of sharks or spiders death or love.

I want to know if it’s grammatical errors that drive you crazy or the people correcting them, if you’re more comfortable shaking sand out of your hair or snow, if you prefer coffee or tea, bars or board game nights.

I want to know which of your friends you’ve cried in front of, if you’ve ever laughed chocolate milk out of your nose, or kissed someone you didn’t love.

I want to know you the you beneath the layer of small talk always kept shined and smudgeless

I’m just hoping one day you’ll invite me in.

- Kristen Costello

I get fucked up just 'cause I'm scared love's just another drug I have grown a victim to

The greatest adventure is what lies ahead. Today and tomorrow are yet to be said. The chances, the changes are all yours to make. The mold of your life is in your hands to break.

J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit (via the-book-diaries)

HI I just read the first chapter of it happened one night and raced over here. REGULUS WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT? (very excited to read more)

Yes, what the fuck Reg?? What cryptic shit was that???

You'll find out a little more in the next couple chapters. I'm so pleased that you liked it! It's most definitely just my marauders brain rot being expelled from my head so I wasn't entirely sure many people would enjoy it. I hope you keep coming back!

xx,

Bria