Autumn Would you Rather
  • Would you rather:
  • 1. Go apple picking V.S. Go on a hay ride
  • 2. Scary V.S. Sweet
  • 3 Sweaters V.S. Boots
  • 4. Socks V.S. Mittens
  • 5. Bonfires V.S. Football
  • 6. Trick or Treating V.S. Watch Scary movies
  • 7. Apple Pie V.S. Pumpkin Pie
  • 8. Halloween V.S. Thanksgiving
  • 9. Bake Pie V.S. Bake Cookies
  • 10. Rain V.S. Fog
  • 11. Black Cats V.S. Owls
  • 12. Ghosts V.S. Wizards
  • 13. Harry Potter V.S. Halloweentown
  • 14. Go Hiking V.S. Sleep in
  • 15. Cinnamon V.S. Nutmeg
  • 16. Reading V.S. Writing
  • 17. Hot Chocolate V.S. Tea
  • 18. Live in a Cabin In a Forest V.S. Have it be fall 24/7
  • 19. Candy Apples V.S. Caramel Apples
  • 20. Blankets V.S. Pillows
  • 21. Roasted marshmallows V.S. Roasted Chestnuts
  • 22. Coffee V.S. Apple Cider
  • 23. Red Leaves V.S. Orange Leaves
  • 24. Braids V.S. Bows
  • 25. Scented Candles V.S. The Smell of Fresh Baked Goods
  • 26. Carve Pumpkins V.S. Make Pumpkin Pie
  • 27. Pumpkin Spice Lattes V.S. Chai Tea Lattes
  • 28. Coats V.S. Oversized Sweaters
  • 29. Beanies V.S. Berets
  • 30. Candy Corn V.S. Peanut Butter Cups
  • 31. S'mores V.S. Apple Crisp
  • 32. Jump In a Pile of Leaves V.S. Swing on a Tire Swing
  • 33. Corn Maze V.S. Haunted House
  • 34. Bob For Apples V.S. Visit a Pumpkin Patch
  • 35. Whipped Cream on Hot Chocolate V.S. Marshmallows on Hot Chocolate
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hogwarts houses & autumn aesthetics

gryffindor. oversized jumpers; roasting marshmallows over a crackling fire; laughing hysterically while pumpkin carving; the smell of cinnamon and baking; playing in puddles with bright gumboots; hair blowing wildly in the wind; cute beanies with pom poms; warm, rosy cheeks; burning your tongue when you sip a hot drink too quickly; early morning runs; worn, flannel shirts; pretending to be a dragon with clouds of warm breath in the cold air

hufflepuff. long, woollen socks; vanilla-scented candles; a warm blanket over your shoulders; jumping into a pile of autumn leaves; fluffy earmuffs; creamy hot chocolate with whipped cream on top; hanging fairylights everywhere; playing with your pet on a warm rug; thick mittens; a warm bath to relax after a long day; the crunching of leaves underfoot; capturing the image of dancing leaves with a vintage camera

ravenclaw. people-watching through foggy windows in cafés; reading a favourite book by candlelight; long, thick scarves; staying up late to play board games; wandering aimlessly under falling leaves; oversized, knitted cardigans; muted sunlight filtered through autumn leaves; late nights binging on netflix; a chilly wind freezing the tip of your nose; scribbling in notebooks under overcast skies; the natural silence of the woods; the dancing tendrils of steam from a mug of hot tea

slytherin. cold and misty mornings; warming your hands on a mug of hot coffee; dark lip colours; the dance of walking barefoot across a cold floor; stylish, long overcoats; falling asleep to the pattering of rain on the window; meandering wooded roads; lace-up leather boots; the flickering of candlelight in the dark; lying on a tartan blanket while listening to music through headphones; burying yourself in soft, warm blankets at the end of the day

tea witch.

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.