She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile, even if she was sad. No, she wasn’t beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul. She is beautiful.
I am currently making a long thread of reasons why I and everyone else ship riarkle and will be posting it here some time tomorrow. If you have any quotes or special moments between them, please feel free to add onto this post and say so!! the list I have is so far 2 pages long.
btw, if it’s even the smallest of details from riarkle such as their little glances (from season 2) add those especially!!
Sometimes there are certain quotes or lines in fanfics that never fail to take my breath away like “What was this writer thinking?” “How were they able to come up with something as good as that?” “This sounds like something out of a movie that people would use as their captions for as long as we can remember” Honestly? Kudos to all the writers out there
I’ve totally romanticized my teenage youth, because that’s what you do, isn’t it? When you’re a teenager, you’re a fucking teenager and that’s romantic as is. When you leave your teenage years, you romanticize about what it was like, and it becomes this whole process of antiquating the past and filling in the gaps with an idealistic view of what actually happened.
I know I am pretentious, but I’d be the first person to tell you that…It’s way more pretentious to pretend you don’t care about something. There’s this elite thing, where everybody’s petrified of the idea that you could want your music to reach lots of people, but that’s what excites me. The idea of starting in a room and then bleeding out across humanity, the idea of…a song being on when somebody has that moment when they feel really alive. I want that. I don’t want unaspirational bullshit. There is no time for it in art. I come on stage and go: ‘This is what I do and I’m proud of it.‘
When I was in my teens, I thought, “Would I like to try and work hard at being an actor, or do I want to work hard at doing something musical?” Acting won out, but I do really enjoy those moments where I get to just belt something out.
And my god, I hope you wake up one morning to someone who loves you like you’re a sunflower and they’re desperate to keep you alive.
I hope you dance with them in the small space of your kitchen floor, messy hair and tired eyes because you both been up all night watching movies again.
I hope you laugh with them in a way you never did with anyone else, head tilted back and lips apart as you let out every sound your laugh can possibly make and I hope to god you don’t try to cover your mouth. And if you do, because that’s okay, I know I sometimes do, I hope they stop you.
I hope they grab your hand before it ever comes in contact with your lips and I hope they hold it to their chest as they watch you with kind loving eyes.
Because fuck, everyone knows you deserve it. And I hope you find someone who’ll accept you.
I hope they accept your messy hair in the early morning of the day and I hope they accept the way you sometimes talk too much and can’t seem to stop when you’re nervous or how you still cry yourself to sleep on some nights.
I hope they hold you and kiss you on the places where you’re most insecure at and I hope to god you let them.
I hope you find someone who makes you happy, even when you feel like sometimes, life is too hard for you. And I hope that when you both come across a tough situation and it comes down to a choice where you are one of them,
I hope they choose you. Every goddamn time, I hope they choose you.