#crooke

not a single soul: *crickets*

Hedwig to absolutely everyone for no reason:

It’s Dark Upstairs is on AO3 now! Go give it a read! (Be sure to take proper precautions and read the tags!)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24530365/chapters/59227774

"Maybe we should just try

To tell ourselves a good lie

I didn't mean to make you cry" - I love you by Billie Eilish

i think i might’ve inhaled you.

01. if he's as bad as they say, then i guess i'm cursed. looking into his eyes, i think he's already hurt; he's already hurt. // 02. there's things i wish i knew; there's no thing i'd keep from you. it's a dark and shiny place, but with you, my dear, i'm safe and we're a million miles away // 03. i had a thought, dear, however scary, about that night, the bugs and the dirt. why were you digging? what did you bury, before those hands pulled me from the earth? // 04. and all around your island, there's a barricade. it keeps out the danger, it holds in the pain. sometimes you're happy, sometimes you cry. half of me is ocean, half of me is sky. // 05. you were alone, left out in the cold; clinging to the ruin of your broken home. too lost and hurting to carry your load; we all need someone to hold. // 06. and i'll use you as a focal point, so i don't lose sight of what i want. and i've moved further than i thought i could, but i missed you more than i thought i would. and i'll use you as a warning sign, that if you talk enough sense then you'll lose your mind. // 07. could i be, was i there? it felt so crystal in the air; i still want to drown whenever you leave. please teach me gently how to breathe. // 08. when you were here before, couldn't look you in the eye. you're just like an angel, you're skin makes me cry. // 09. he's alone in his house out there; far, far away, he sleeps with his eyes open. he was so sad last night, in this house out there; he took my hand and whispered. and life is so sad in this house out there; his window's alright, his garden is wonderful, but this waterfall salt tears comes from him, he will fill his house. // 10. i feel the pages turning, i see the candle burning down, before my eyes, before my wild eyes. i feel you holding me tighter, i cannot see. when will we finally breathe? // 11. and i'm not sleeping now, the dark is too hard to beat; i'm not keeping up, the strength i need to push me. you show the lights that stop me turn to stone; you shine them when i'm alone. and so i tell myself that i'll be strong, and dreaming when they're gone. // 12. wide awake, wide awake, it all gets so hard. would you take my hand and make a shadow? a little, i want to be a kid again. little, don't tell me this is home. // 13. wake up, look me in the eyes again; i need to feel your hand upon my face. words can be like knives; they can cut you open. and the silence surrounds you, and hunts you. // 14. in the end, when they're all gone; when the world is silent and the days are long. just you and i, we'll be alive. we made it, on our own.