Moonlight - Blog Posts
If I loved you less, I would talk more about my love.
~Jane AUSTEN
You are just as beautiful as the moon. If you say you’re not beautiful then you would also be saying that the moon is not beautiful.
Mary Macdonald and Emmeline Vance HCs
Marauders Era Masterlist
Mary: Talks
Emmeline: Listens
Mary: Sunshine
Emmeline: Rain
Emmeline: Wears Jewlery
Mary: Makes the Jewlery
Mary: Extrovert
Emmeline: Introvert
Emmeline: “I have a bad feeling about this.”
Mary: “Just follow my lead”
Mary: Elton John
Emmeline: ABBA
Mary: 50+ friends
Emmeline: 10> friends
Mary: loves parties
Emmeline: hates parties
Mary: Bisexual
Emmeline: Lesbian
Emmeline: Plays quidditch
Mary: Cheers
Mary: Youngest child
Emmeline: Only child
Mary: Golden Retriever
Emmeline: Black Cat
Emmeline: Will eat anything
Mary: Picky eater
Mary: always hot
Emmeline: always cold
Mary: Action movies
Emmeline: Horror movies
Mary: words of affirmation
Emmeline: acts of service
Emmeline: Sunshine protector
Mary: Sunshine
Mary: coffee drinker
Emmeline: tea drinker
Mary: sings while drunk
Emmeline: sober and listens
Mary: *brings home stray animal*
Emmeline: “Did you name it yet?”
Mary: Animal lover
Emmeline: also loves animals
Mary: loves little kids
Emmeline: intimidated by little kids
Mary: cat lady
Emmeline: supports cat lady
Emmeline: sleeps on the right side of the bed
Mary: sleeps on top of Emmeline
(The left side is for the cats)
Emmeline: Ravenclaw
Mary: Gryffindor
(Trying new techniques)
Second part of the alternate good ending.
Inspired by the Little Nightmares Comics.
Some pictures of the moon i took a while ago ☁️🌑 🌒 🌓 🌔 🌕 🌖 🌗 🌘 🌑
(reblog but dont steal it took me a very long time to get those right)
I don’t know what this is, But enjoy.
go, and reach for the sky. hold the stars carefully in your grasp. fight for what you believe in. for you are young, and the world belongs to you.
i blink and it is october and i have been alone for years
The night is long.
The moon is alone
And so am I.
Alone ,ethereal and yet
Fighting in the darkest hours of night.
-)RB
𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕…𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖
My tranquil, little moon,
my sweet midnight,
Your saccharine nectar drips from the star dew sky,
And drapes me in a blanket of warmth and bittersweet acceptance.
Your words are silent like a tender droplet of water blooming on a cloth but the formidable, commanding waves in your head bow to no man.
~Me
Whumptober Day 18: Alt. Promt #3: Fever
Moonlight S01E04
Stills don't honour
The beauty you hold
The moon knows this best
Every moment she owns the sky
She waxes and she crests
- reign
a name
There is a fragile beauty in the way you are gone There is an absurd pleasure in the way you left There is a broken soul who used to find peace with you And there is an empty voice which used to sing your name like a song to the stars
It is funny how things change How your name lies strangely on the tip of my tongue How I absorb every single letter to find the hidden secret to why your name was so familiar once like a soulmate to mine but now fades away with your face and the peace it promised
But I can’t stop I can’t stop repeating your name every night like a goodnight story to scare the ghosts inside my chest and your spirit which stayed and still dances under the moonlight I still scream your name in my head until it feels like you again