and i woke up at 4 am

Maybe Someday

From Ilvermorny Part two

Second part to the Ilvermorny transfer imagine, part one here

Word count: 1610

Warnings: grief, mention of death

Note: lol this is kinda crap because I woke up at 4 am and couldn’t sleep and wrote this and fell asleep halfway through writing it hahaha it’s gonna be kinda odd but enjoy! 

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Originally posted by my-harry-potter-generation

As the breeze from what had been a windy day blew gusts around the castle at twilight, the stars shining brightly in their secluded spots in the sky, you lay in bed breathing deeply, simply thinking back over your first day at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The subtle differences between Ilvermorny and Hogwarts were at first apparent and alarming in quantity – but the more you began to settle into your new environment, the more you began to realise that Hogwarts, too, had the familiar feeling of home.

Home. What a strange concept to behold. Home was where you made it, and yours had recently been changing like the breeze, itself.

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FFXV Week 4 Day 7: Mulligan

I am super late, but better late than never, right?

Title: Mulligan

Summary: Noctis wakes up in his own bed only to discover that the last several months, the toil and hardship, the tragedy and ultimate victory over evil, never happened.

Rating: G

Word Count: 925

Theme: 8/19 | Day 7: Alternate Endings

Read on AO3 or below the cut: http://archiveofourown.org/works/11861970

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But I don’t want small talk. Text me, and without saying hello, tell me why you got so angry at your neighbor this morning. Tell me why you have a scar shaped like the letter S on your palm. Send me paragraphs about the time you spent at your grandmother’s house that one summer. Call me when I’m half asleep and tell me why you fear owls . Tell me about the first time you saw your dad cry. Tell me about your friends’ childhood funny stories, tell me about the little girl who used to annoy you when you were kids. Text me at 4 AM to tell me about the dream that woke you up , come at my door to show me your writings . Talk to me about your wildest dreams that you feel embarrassed to share with anyone Go on for hours about things that may not seem important because I promise that I’ll be hanging on to every word you say. Tell me everything. I don’t want someone who just talks about the weather.
—  warmsnow07 

december 31st, 2015, 10:23 pm: i saw you for the first time. you were talking to a girl and i could tell that you were capturing her with every syllable that left your mouth. and i knew why: you were beautiful and bright, and i was drawn to you even then, like the planets are drawn to the sun.

december 31st, 2015, 11:58 pm: we met standing in line for the bathroom. you introduced yourself, and asked for my name, smiling when i gave it. “lovely,” you murmured, and repeated it a few more times, rolling the letters around in your mouth like a new food.

january 1st, 2016, 12:05 am: i could still feel you on me, your lips, minutes, hours, months later. the clock had struck midnight and you just grabbed me, didn’t ask if it was okay until it was over. you were laughing, brushing it off, all teeth and well-kissed lips, but i knew i saw you blushing. 

january 21st, 2016, 1:12 pm: you got my number through the mutual friend that threw the party. i still don’t know how you got my address. i didn’t remember telling you. you couldn’t tell me, either.

february 14th, 2016, 9:12 pm: you took me out to dinner and bought me chocolate and roses. it was all so cliche, and i loved every second of it. when you kissed me good night, i swore i could feel the rest of my life, pressed right up against my lips.

february 26th, 2016, 11:33 pm: we made it official. i remember how you asked me, how shy you got, like you didn’t know what the answer would be.

march 17th, 2016, 5:43 pm: we spent the day at the saint patrick’s day parade, and you filled yourself with beer and kissed me hard against the bar bathroom door. i drove you home and that was the first time you told me you loved me.

march 18th, 2016, 9:24 am: you called me and told me you loved me again. “i want to make sure that you know i still mean it when i’m sober,” you said.

march 24th, 2016, 1:09 pm: i met your parents at easter brunch. you had demanded i come with you, and i was glad i did. your mother was kind and beautiful, and your father was warm and handsome, just like i knew they’d be. after we’d eaten, your mother got me alone. “he’s never brought a girl home before,” she told me, “normally he isn’t very open about who he’s dating. but you, you’re different. don’t read into this, but i think he may really think you’re special.”

april 12th, 2016, 8:31 pm: you saw me naked for the first time, and you kissed every inch of my skin. i’d never felt that much love from anybody before that night, and i haven’t since. not even you could replicate those few hours.

may 5th, 2016, 4:57 pm: we fought for the first time. i ran into my ex at the grocery store and wanted to chat for a few minutes. you didn’t. when we got in the car, you told me that if i was still in love with somebody else i could just leave, and i told you that you should trust me and not be so insecure about our relationship. we screamed the whole way home and you slammed the car door when i dropped you off. i almost crashed three times on the drive home.

may 6th, 2016, 8:03 am: you came by with flowers and breakfast. “I’m sorry,” you told me, “you just mean so much to me, and the thought of you ever being anyone else’s makes me sick.” i smiled, “but you don’t have to worry about that now. i’m yours.”

june 16th, 2016, 10:51 pm: for my birthday you took me out to dinner and gave me a beautiful necklace with a silver chain and pearl pendant. we drank expensive wine and stumbled back to my place and fucked. i had never been fucked before, not like this. i woke up the next morning with bite marks on my neck and hickeys all the way down my stomach, but you were gone. “had to run,” you’d written on a post it note, “i love you.”

june 18th, 2016, 2: 41 pm: i hadn’t seen you since my birthday and you weren’t picking up when i’d call.

june 19th, 2016, 3:13 am: “ had to run,” the post it note had said. maybe you were running from me. i couldn’t tell if it was the 3 am darkness talking or the part of me that already knew.

july 1st, 2016, 4:01 am: i looked over at you, sleeping in the darkness beside me. when we were together, things felt perfectly normal. but now, i could feel the shifts. “are we falling apart?” i whispered to you, and although i hadn’t expected an answer, the silence broke my heart all the same.

july 4th, 2016, 6:47 pm: we were at a barbecue and i saw you across the crowd, talking to a girl. i saw the way she was drinking up every word that escaped from between your lips, and that’s when i knew. that’s when i knew you weren’t mine anymore.
july 21st, 2016, 7:08 pm: i brought it up to you. “i think we’re starting to grow apart,” i said, “there’s a distance between us that wasn’t here before.” you reassured me that it was all in my head, but i didn’t hear it in your voice. i didn’t see it in your eyes. you knew it was there, too, but unlike me, you weren’t trying to do anything to stop it.

august 10th, 2016, 11:37 pm: i lay awake and thought about what your mother said, all these months later. “don’t read into this.” but of course i did. i couldn’t help myself. fuck, i loved you so much.
august 15th, 2016, 1:12 pm: you invited me over and i discovered that the key you’d given me no longer worked. “i had the locks changed,” you said, “i’ll get you a new one.” it was a lie, and i knew it. you didn’t get me a new key.

september 8th, 2016, 2:00 pm: i caught you cheating. in a desperate attempt to revive the romance we’d had at the beginning of our relationship, i bought dinner and brought it to your place. when you finally opened the door, i saw it written all over your face; the way your eyes widened, the way your jaw dropped, the way your cheeks drained of color. i heard it in the stammer of your voice, the sharp intake of your breath, the grinding of your teeth. when the girl walked up behind you, half naked, asking who it was at the door, i already knew. “how could you?” i whispered, and you just opened and closed your mouth. the girl pieced it together and started screaming. she hadn’t known. i left the food at the doorstep.

september 10th, 2016, 1:49 am: you never called after that, never came by, never reached out, but it wasn’t like we’d needed to confirm anything. i knew it was over, but it took every ounce of willpower i had not to go back to your place and find out why, why everything.

september 27th, 2016, 6:20 pm: i kept finding myself huddled in a ball; in my bedroom, in my kitchen, in my shower. not crying, or yelling. just huddled, clutching my body close to myself, staring. still not understanding.

october 31st 2016, 9:01 pm: i spent halloween haunted by the ghost of you. your face was around every corner. i could still feel your touch trickling down my spine. that night, i lost it. the anger surged through the sadness and bubbled to the surface. i screamed until my throat was raw, screamed at nothing, about nothing, for no reason other than i was too full.

november 10th, 2016, 2:17 am: you called me when you were drunk and i answered. i listened to you ramble, vomiting up apology after apology. near the end, you told me you loved me. “call me tomorrow when you’re sober if you still love me,” i said.  you didn’t. 

november 25th, 2016, 7:15 pm: i went out on a date with somebody new. they didn’t pull me in like you did, but for a few hours, i forgot about you and i felt okay. i drank myself to sleep that night so i wouldn’t have to think about you. the next morning, the hangover hurt more than you did. it was a start.

december 24th, 2016, 8:12 pm: i was spending christmas with my family, and i was doing great until my aunt asked about you. i told her you cheated, but i was doing okay, and then i excused myself and threw up the appetizers into the toilet. i called you then, and when you picked up, i let out a sob. “you ruined me, you fuck,” i croaked, “and you can’t even apologize. not when you’re sober, at least.” there were a few seconds of silence, and then you hung up. i still hope that it ruined your christmas.

december 31st, 2016, 10:23 pm: i saw you for the first time in months across the crowd. it made me sick to know that even after all that had happened, you were still the most beautiful person in the room to me.

december 31st, 2016, 11:55 pm: you found me in the kitchen. “i wanted to tell you i’m sorry,” you yelled over the music, “and i miss you.” and in those final moments of the year, i thought about it. i thought about letting you back in. the countdown started, and you moved closer to me. and i.. i pushed you away. i turned away from you and said, “no. i can’t.” and i walked out of the room.

january 1st, 2017, 12:05 am: i have forgotten how you felt against me, your lips. and for the first time, i am finally okay with that.

—  a year in review -c.h. // instagram: @evanescent.love (via @poeticaffinity)

Soulmate AU where everybody is born with a simple tattoo on their wrist. A circle, a straight line, a dot, etc. When you start interacting with your soulmate it starts getting more complex. Your first kiss, leaves grow. Your first time, flowers sprout up. Get married, swirls fill your arm

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prettiest boy alive continues to be unbelievably pretty

Night AUs

- You talk in your sleep and you pretty much just described to me, in extremely graphic detail, how you would kill someone and now I’m too scared to fall asleep

- (On the flip side) you made a lot of sexual noises while you slept, what (or who) were you dreaming about??

- Okay I get that ocean noises help people go to sleep but you’ve literally been playing whale mating calls at full volume for the past hour and if you don’t stop soon I’m gonna come over and smack you

- We both planned to stay up all night but you ended up falling asleep and you just woke up to me standing next to you with a bowl of warm water in my hands-I can explain

- We were both going to pull an all nighter to study for an exam tomorrow but now it’s 6 am and we just finished an entire tv series and I can’t believe you let this happen

- it’s 4 am and we’re both running solely on Red Bull and coffee at this point and we just had the most in depth discussion about eggs I swear to god

being best friends with jungkook

part 2    part 3

Originally posted by nnochu

  • you and jungkook met through your mutual friend jimin when both of them were just trainees.
  •  it would first start because both of you liked making fun of jin, you guys still do.  
  • both of you would be very competitive and make small bets about every stupid little thing. 
  •  “5 bucks says i can fit more straws in my mouth than you.” 
  •  “jungkook, that is the stupidest thing you’ve ever said. i, of course, can fit more in my mouth than you.” 
  •  both of you began to shove straws in your mouth, but one hits the back of his throat, making him spit them all out on the floor. causing you to laugh and all of yours fall out too. 
  •  suga would walk in, look at jungkook coughing, you laughing your head off, all of the straws in the floor and just walk away, not wanting to know what the fuck just happened. 
  •  both of you would be mischievous little shits and cause little fights between the other members. 
  •  “jin hyung, not that me and y/n heard anything, but jimin said that he is stealing eatjin and turning it into eatjimin.” 
  •  “WHAT?! that is my show, that little fucker.” 
  •  going out together for breakfast was a regular thing, you guys wouldn’t even need the menu at some point, just always getting the same thing over and over again. 
  •  taking small naps together would happen at times, too. your head would be on his chest, and his arms wrapped around your fragile body. 
  •  the boys would always take pictures of you guys sleeping and tease you about it later. both of you wouldn’t care about the teasing but would about the fact that they were taking pictures of you and being creeps.
  •  SO MANY INSIDE JOKES BETWEEN YOU GUYS 
  •  YOU AND JUNGKOOK WOULD HAVE THIS THING WHERE YOU WOULD JUST MAKE THESE WEIRD NOISES ALL THE TIME AND THE BOYS WOULD WANT TO KILL BOTH OF YOU 
  •  “pop”
  •  “blooup”
  •  “brrrrraaa”
  •  "WOULD YOU GUYS STOP OH MY GOD" 
  •  making fun of eachother would be an absolute 
  •  nicknames would also be necessary. 
  •  "hey bunny teeth come here!“ 
  •  "bye babe!" 
  •  "jungkookie!”
  •  "what’s up kid?“
  • you guys told eachother everything. except one little thing that happened between you and taehyung. you guys were playing truth and dare and he got dared to kiss you. it didn’t mean anything, but you guys swore you would never tell jungkook 
  •  one day jungkook would call you early in the morning, asking you if you wanted to walk around the city with him.
  •  you would say no but he would beg and beg you to, finally making you get up and meet him at a park. 
  •  you guys would walk everywhere, just talking and having the usual fun between you two. 
  •  it would become mid afternoon quickly, you guys deciding to walk to your apartment and hang out there for a while. 
  •  soon, jungkook would leave, needing to go back to the dorm and talk with the boys about work. 
  •  hugging you goodbye, he left, making you realize how tired you actually were. 
  • you would crawl into bed and pass out for a few hours, only being woke up by your phone ringing.
  • 4 missed calls from lil kookie
  • 6 messages frrom lil kookie
  •  y/n i’m drunk and i hate you 
  •  pick up your phone
  • i never want to see you again
  •  i can’t believe you kissed my best friend
  •  i have always loved you and this is how you treat me
  •  i’ve loved you since the first time we met 
  •  you checked the time on your phone; 2:30 am
  •  then your phone started ringing 
  •  lil kookie is calling you
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from a mountain in the middle of the cabins // panic! at the disco

HRT
Day #36
06/05/2017

Really feeling myself today….
George & I actually started a new routine.
We woke up together at 4:30 am, George did some crunches and push ups, I shaved and put just a touch of make up on (Mascara & lip gloss) We decided that even though we have to get up early, its worth taking the time to do the things you need to do to feel good, look good and be healthy. We also go to bed at like 9 pm so we do actually sleep, hahaha.

My boobies hurt like omg, wow.
I can not stop hitting them, and aparenlty I have a habbit of holding things under my arm up against my chest, well… I keep squeezing my bood and huuuuurrrttttssss. Okay ya’ll know my boobs hurt by now.

It is gradual, but each day I am feeling more and more motivated. I have noiced subtle changes in my skin, but also my hair growth is getting slower (yes, omg, yes!) so shaving is becoming less of a curse. The exfoliation is REAL! It is the best feeling though, showering and scrubbing all the dead skin away, and when you get out, underneath was this soft glowing skin… bliss!

Well that is it for today! I started off slow with these HRT selfies due to kidney stones 2017, but I am gradually working it more and more into my daily routine!

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genre ― smut + a bit of fluff at the end, fuckboy!au

pairing ― jungkook | reader | taehyung

synopsis ― Dodging Jungkook’s annoying horny texts was easy but what happens when another boy accidentally joins in on the fun?

words ― 7,633

note : I meshed Play & Play 2.0 together and added a few things. Before I get asked, yes there will another part to this.


Your ringtone kept blasting in your ear as you tried to sleep before a big presentation. You groaned, cursing yourself for not turning off the volume as you reached for the glowing device knowing exactly who it was. You denied the call thinking,”Why is he so fucking desperate?” You began closing your eyes again until a loud ding woke you up again.

JK (1:57 AM): Why didn’t you answer babe? I want to talk to you :(

You rolled your eyes and turned off your phone, getting back to your much needed sleep.

It was almost a routine with Jungkook, calling you at 2 in the morning expecting you to be down for some sexting. That boy didn’t know when to quit and you should have already blocked his number considering he’s been like this for 4 months straight. But you’ll be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t like the attention he was giving you.

Not that you were the only girl, of course, because being the all-star soccer player he had half the school population begging for him. Hell not just him but the rest of the soccer team and you weren’t one to judge because your eyes would wander over to their table every once in awhile just like the rest of them.

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