these times shall pass

Long Distance

If hands
could reach
right through
this screen

I’d rest
your head
my knees

I’d stroke
your hair
‘til you

That we’ll
our hopes
and dreams

This year
like those
now too
shall pass

And though
at times
it won’t
be fast

We’ll close
the distance
our words

Which now
the world
will all
have heard


If hands
that write
could bring
you close

I’d write
to bear
us both

I’d write
until my

You must
you’re all
I need

// A.S
Bygones of the Sun | 01 (M)

Originally posted by hobismole

Genre: Angst/fluff/(future)smut || dance captain!hoseok, bad boy!au, uni!au

Pairing: Reader x Hoseok

Length: 10.4k

Summary: Jung Hoseok was once the sweetheart of the school, the dance captain whom every girl, including you, can’t help but fall head over heels for. But like the force of the ever-glowing sun, everything that rises must also set. A year of inactivity later and he’s now the school’s resident bad boy. You’re a firm believer of allowing the past be the past, and yet you can’t help but wonder where the risen sun has gone into hiding—because perhaps its shadows have out-shined its own radiance.

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feel free to adjust sentences to make it fit your muse better!

  • ❛ I wish none of this had happened. ❜
  • ❛ All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us. ❜
  • ❛ You shall not pass! ❜
  • ❛ Gentlemen, we do not stop ‘til nightfall. ❜
  • ❛ Many that live deserve death. Some that die deserve life. ❜
  • ❛ What about second breakfast? ❜
  • ❛ Do not be too eager to deal out death in judgment. ❜
  • ❛ A wizard is never late. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to. ❜
  • ❛ Nobody tosses a Dwarf. ❜
  • ❛ Not the beard! ❜
  • ❛ One Ring to rule them all! ❜
  • ❛ One does not simply walk into Mordor. ❜
  • ❛ It is folly. ❜
  • ❛ Do you remember when we first met? ❜
  • ❛ I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone. ❜
  • ❛ I choose a mortal life. ❜
  • ❛ One small bite is enough to fill the stomach of a grown man! ❜
  • ❛ Fly, you fools! ❜
  • ❛ If by my life or death I can protect you, I will. ❜
  • ❛ If I take one more step, it’ll be the farthest away from home I’ve ever been. ❜
  • ❛ I know what it is you saw, for it is also in my mind. ❜
  • ❛ It is what will come to pass, if you should fail. ❜
  • ❛ All shall love me and despair! ❜
  • ❛ I cannot do this alone. ❜
  • ❛ I swore to protect you. ❜
  • ❛ Can you protect me from yourself? ❜
  • ❛ Anyways, you need people of intelligence on this sort of… mission… quest… thing. ❜
  • ❛ Whatever you did, you’ve been officially labeled a disturber of the peace. ❜
  • ❛ It is a strange fate that we should suffer so much fear and doubt over so small a thing. Such a little thing. ❜
  • ❛ That wound will never fully heal. He will carry it the rest of his life. ❜
  • ❛ Cast it into the fire! Destroy it! ❜
  • ❛ He turned from that path a long time ago. He has chosen exile. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t know half of you half as well as I should like, and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve. ❜
  • ❛ I can avoid being seen if I wish, but to disappear entirely, that is a rare gift. ❜
  • ❛ We must move on, we cannot linger. ❜
  • ❛ We cannot get out. A shadow lurks in the dark. ❜
  • ❛ I have the eyes of a hawk and the ears of a fox. ❜
  • ❛ I have been dealt a wound beyond all healing, for I have looked the last… upon that which was fairest. ❜
  • ❛ It’s a dangerous business, going out your door. ❜
  • ❛ They have a cave troll. ❜
  • ❛ I know what I must do. It’s just… I’m afraid to do it. ❜
  • ❛ I ain’t been droppin’ no eaves sir, honest. I was just cutting the grass under the window there. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t feel like parting with it. It’s mine, I found it. It came to me! ❜
  • ❛ There’s no need to get angry. ❜
  • ❛ Well, if I’m angry, it’s your fault. ❜
  • ❛ What’s this? A Ranger, caught off his guard? ❜
  • ❛ I suppose you think that was terribly clever. ❜
  • ❛ This is no mine. It’s a tomb. ❜
  • ❛ You are not yourself. ❜
  • ❛ It came to me, my own, my love… my… preciousssss. ❜
  • ❛ Be on your guard. There are older and fouler things than Orcs in the deep places of the world. ❜
  • ❛ Oh… That’s nice. Ash on my tomatoes! ❜
  • ❛ Something draws near. I can feel it. ❜
  • ❛ You cannot hide. I see you. There is no life in the void. Only death. ❜
  • ❛ Who is she? This woman you sing of? ❜
  • ❛ I spent all my life pretending I was off somewhere else. ❜
  • ❛ Speak, friend, and enter. ❜
  • ❛ Your love of the Halfings’ leaf has clearly slowed your mind. ❜
  • ❛ What news of the outside world? Tell me everything. ❜
  • ❛ I gave you the chance of aiding me willingly, but you have elected the way of pain! ❜
  • ❛ The world of Men will fall, and all will come to darkness. ❜
  • ❛ That black rider was looking for something. Or someone. ❜
  • ❛ Throw yourself in next time, and rid us of your stupidity. ❜
About Last Night

They shouldn’t have slept together. But they did. Now for the aftermath.

Also on AO3/FF.NET 

unbeta’d. All mistakes my own…


A prompt from @distant-rose: best friends secretly pining plus locked in a closet by other frustrated, impatient and exasperated friends. A baby ficlet dedicated to @nickillian

Emma Swan: expert at running away from shit. That’s what her obituary would say.

And by shit it would mean anything remotely resembling a situation where her emotions would be exposed and she would get hurt. Which was why she was currently hiding in Mary Margaret Nolan’s den.

“I’m failing to see the problem,” the brunette mused over a steaming cup of tea.

“Ms - I slept with Killian.”

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anonymous asked:

Can you tell us the other parts of the prophecy? I have a feeling it's good and that I should start a circle prayer

Of Course!

In the tags of This Post I declared that Chapter One of the prophecy has come to pass as Harry being the musical guest on SNL, and here for you now I will unveil the other parts of The Prophecy.

Prophecy, Part the Second: Harry Edward Styles shall appear as a surprise guest on The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon and there will be much screaming and rejoicing and, of course, many giggles to be had. He will be resplendent. He will be bashful of how well his single is already doing and all the records it will break. 

Prophecy, Part the Third: Harold will be the guest and the musical guest on The Late Late Show with James Corden. He will want to talk about the music and The Process and James will ask him many good questions about all of it, but Uncle James will also deliver in the kind of Premium, Certified Grade A Hijinks of which only Uncle James is capable, especially when it comes to Harry.

Alright everybody, light those candles, smudge with your sage, and prayer circle it up for this shall be my greatest summoning yet!!!!


Today in Middle-Earth: The muster of Rohan: the Rohirrim ride from Harrowdale (March 10th, 3019 T.A.)

 For a while the king sat silent. At last he spoke. ‘So we come to it in the end,’ he said; 'the great battle of our time, in which many things shall pass away. But at least there is no longer need for hiding. We will ride the straight way and the open road and with all our speed. The muster shall begin at once, and wait for none that tarry.' 

The Yule Ball - A Cedric Diggory Imagine

A/N: I’ve been drowning in Cedric feels lately and I figure if I’m going down, I’m taking y’all with me!

Originally posted by turtadakiframbuaz

Cedric chatted with his friends as they all awaited their dates in the crowded corridor. Because so many students were going with people from other houses or schools, the main corridor had become the unofficial meeting place. 

“You sure she’s coming, Ced? Not standing you up, is she?” one joked as his date appeared beside him. 

“Ha ha, very funny,” Cedric replied dryly. “She’s worth the wait.”

“Of course she is,” the other answered with a reassuring pat to Ced’s shoulder. “We’ll see you in there, yeah?”

Cedric nodded as his friends and their dates headed into the Great Hall eager for a night of dancing and cheer. 

Before long, most of the corridor had emptied out. Cedric fidgeted nervously with his sleeves as he waited for you to join him. You weren’t ditching him, were you? You and Cedric had been together for what seemed like years, but suddenly he became worried that you had grown tired of him. 

“Sorry I’m late!” your familiar voice shocked him far from his negative thoughts. You were running down the hallway, your hair flowing behind you, your shoes in hand. “One of the fourth years got stood up by her date and I was comforting her.”

You came to a halt beside him, your breath frantic as you tried to force it to return to normal.

“That’s alright,” he assured kissing your temple. “She okay?”

You shrugged, “She will be. Help me into my shoes?” 

Cedric laughed and allowed you to use him as support as you clumsily shoved your feet into your heels. 

Standing up, you patted your hair down, fully aware that your preparation had probably gone out the window as a result of your last minute sprint. 

“You look beautiful,” Cedric stated. “You always do.”

You blushed, in awe of the charming boy you were lucky enough to call your own. 

“Mister Diggory, Miss (Y/N), there you are!” Professor Sprout huffed, her excitement evident. “Are you ready for the first dance?” 

“First dance?” you asked, your brows wrinkling in confusion. 

“The champions and their dates participate in the first dance before the ball officially begins,” she clarified. 

You looked at Cedric, anxiety written all over your face.

“We’ll be right there, Professor,” Cedric answered.

“You have 3 minutes!” Professor Sprout reminded as she headed back to where the other champions waited. 

“I’m so sorry, love. It completely slipped my mind. I just had so much going on and -” Cedric rambled, torn up over his mistake. 

“It’s okay, Ced,” you promised. You could tell Cedric felt horrible and you didn’t want to add to his guilt by berating him. “I just need a minute.”

He nodded, his eyes searching yours frantically. 

You took a few deep breaths, trying to forget that all eyes would be on you in just a few short minutes. 

“Hey,” he murmured, his hands gently running up and down your arms. “Eyes on me, yeah?” 

A soft smile formed on your lips, “Yeah.” 

Cedric’s lips met yours briefly before he led you to the entryway of the Great Hall. 

Before you could even process what was happening, you were led to the center of the room, music drifting through the hall. 

Originally posted by lekinkytwilighters

Cedric held your waste firmly, his eyes never leaving yours as he twirled you around, his moves precise, yours following him easily. 

“You’re doing so well, my darling,” he cooed into your ear during a string of moves that brought you close to his chest. 

Your nerves, while still bubbling just under your skin, were mostly forgotten as you gazed in to Cedric’s warm honey eyes. HIs eyes twinkled with happiness, a bright smile lighting up his face. 

Originally posted by kissesfrom--paris

When the dance ended, you finally remembered everyone watching you as the sound of applause hit your ears. 

“You did it!” Cedric cheered, kissing your cheek as other couple’s filled the holes on the dance floor. 

“I had a good partner, didn’t I?”

“Come on, let’s get something to drink,” he suggested. 

The night continued to be one to be remembered as you danced and laughed with your friends and the boy you loved. Dance after dance you were reminded just how in love you were with Cedric. Maybe it was the way he always seemed to have a hand on you - holding yours, around your shoulder, gently resting on the small of your back, or maybe it was the way his voice reminded you of melted caramel - soft and warm, or maybe it was the way he made you feel like the most beautiful girl in the world - like no one else mattered to him. Whatever the reason, you were certainly glad your paths had crossed all those years ago. 


“Want to get out of here?” Cedric whispered into your ear a little after 10. 

“What a line,” you laughed, though you took his hand and followed him out of the ballroom. 

Cedric led you through the castle, stopping every so often to avoid a teacher or your fellow students. 

Eventually, he stopped the two of you in front of the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy.  

“Room of Requirement, hmm? What are you up to, Mr. Diggory?” you teased, knowing full well what Cedric was thinking about. 

“You’ve never been very good with surprises,” he chuckled as he walked past the tapestry three times, a door appearing following his third pass. 

“Shall we?” he asked, eyebrows waggling, an arm held out to you.

“We shall,” you grinned, looping your arm through his. 

Walking through the door, you were met with a cozy looking room. A bed sat  in the middle, a blue comforter inviting you in. The bed was larger than any bed you’d ever seen and took up the majority of the room. It was the perfect size for cuddling…or other activities. A dresser stood beside it, a bathroom in the corner complete with a shower and bath. 

“Not bad, Diggory,” you giggled, running a hand along the soft covers. 

“Homely, isn’t it?” he asked. 

You nodded in agreement as you slipped out of your shoes. “You’re wearing far too many clothes,” you accused. 

Cedric let out a hearty laugh, “Get your pretty mind out of the gutter, darling.” Though, he removed his coat and quickly moved onto his tie. 

“I don’t see you complaining,” you countered. “Help me?” 

Cedric moved behind you, finding your zipper with ease, and quickly releasing you from your gown. As you wiggled out of it, he peppered your neck and shoulders with chaste kisses. 

Turning around to face him, you pulled him close by his collar, unbuttoning his shirt as your lips found his. He shook his shirt off, lips never leaving yours. 

Cedric’s hands made their way to your thighs as he lifted you up, your legs wrapping around his waist. Playfully, he tossed you onto the bed. 

Before he joined you, he discarded his pants, leaving him in his boxers, you in your bra and underwear.

You whimpered as he hovered over you, attacking your collar bone with light kisses and bites. A hand snaked around to your back and he swiftly unclasped your bra. 

Originally posted by painfulblisss

His mouth trailed across your chest, taking his time to focus on each nipple and then the valley between. 

You whined as his fingers danced around your clothed core, running up and down, teasing you. 

“Ced,” you pleaded. 

He kissed your lips in acknowledgment before sliding your underwear down and tossing them to the floor. 

He wasted little time, running a finger through your folds twice before he eased it into you, your slickness coating it. Soft huffs left your lips as he pumped in and out, warming you up. Before you knew it, he had added a second finger and his tongue had made its way to your clit. 

“Fuck,” you breathed. 

“Language,” Cedric muttered jokingly against your core. 

“I’m close,” you warned. 

“Go on, then, sweetheart.”

His encouragement pushed you over the edge, your climax washing over you like a waterfall. Your back arched off the bed and your breath left you in a hurry. 

After lapping up your mess, Cedric pushed himself up and kissed your lips sloppily. 

“I love how red your cheeks get,” he pressed kisses to both cheeks. 

“Can you be adorable later, please?” you groaned impatiently. “I love you, but I need you in me right now.”

Cedric laughed again while quickly removing his boxers. 

He stroked his length a few times before lining up at your entrance. 

He looked at you questioningly. You nodded. He pushed in, grunting at the feeling of your warmth around his cock. 

“Alright?” he asked, gritting his teeth once he bottomed out. 

You nodded again, too full to get any words out. 

Pulling out, he thrusted back in with all his strength. Both of you let out moans at the sensation of his thick shaft filling your wet heat. 

“I won’t last long,” Cedric admitted, his jaw locked, his lips pressing tender kisses to your forehead every so often. 

“Me either.”

His breathing grew heavy as he continued pounding into you. Both of you working up a sweat as you clung to one another. 

Originally posted by couplenotes

“(Y/N),” he growled, his orgasm on the brink of coursing through him. 

“Please,” you begged.

That was all it took for him to spill his seed into you with a heavy grunt. 

The feeling of his cock pulsing inside you sent you over the edge once more, your breath hitching as your nails dug into his back. 

Cedric pulled out and laid down beside of you. Both of you shaking slightly as you came down from your highs. 

“Shit,” he mumbled as one last aftershock ran through him.

“Language,” you teased. 

He pulled you into his arms and kissed your forehead. 

“I love you.”

You looked up at him, a hazy smile on your lips, “I love you too. But, I need a shower now.”

You stood up and made your way to the shower. Glancing over your shoulder you smirked, “You coming?”


After the two of you were clean and dry, you flopped onto the bed, Cedric watching you adoringly.

Originally posted by lovershub

“Come here, you,” he chuckled as you scooted over to rest against his chest. 

He tucked you close to him, his steady heartbeat lulling you to sleep. 

“Goodnight, my love,” he whispered, pressing one last kiss to your forehead. 

Cedric fell asleep that night dreaming of his future after Hogwarts. A future that he hoped would include you. A future that you’d later learn would end far too soon. 


“What are you doing here Kai?”, Damon rudely asked.

Kai wondered into the Salvatore house, made himself comfortable on the couch with a glass of whiskey. “I’ve come to talk to you about something very important. And I was advised I should probably ask your permission first”.

Damon stood his ground in front of Kai. Which consisted of having his arms crossed, a distaste look on his face and a heavy stare. “Ask my permission for what?”

Kai paused, most likely for dramatic effect before answering. “I was sorta wondering if I Kai Parker could possibly date your sister. And before you go all over-protective big brother on me, I need to tell you that I can’t stop thinking about her. Which has totally been a new thing for me….you know caring about someone else’s feelings”. Clapping his hands, he added. So what do you say?”.

Damon looked ready to blow, but instead he burst out in laughter which earned him a raised eyebrow from Kai. He stopped to regain his composure, inhaled a breath and went to pour himself a much needed drink.

“You have got to be kidding me? There is no way I’ll ever allow that to happen”.

Kai set down his drink before getting up. “I came here to ask you just to be polite, and also because of Y/N. But Damon, I could give a damn about whether or not I have your permission”. Angry was bubbling in Damon, his eyes gave it away.

Kai patted him on the back and made his way to the front door, he spun back around. “I hope you have a lovely day Damon, because I have a feeling it’s going to be a very good one for me”.

As soon as the door was closed Damon threw the glass against the fireplace wall. Hearing all the noise you raced downstairs. “What’s going on?”, asking your brother who looked ready to punch, well, anything.

“I’ll tell you Y/N, as long as I’m still breathing you and Kai will never be together. And I’m pretty sure that Stefan will back me on that one”. He grabbed his jacket and stormed out of the house.

Smirking, you were a Salvatore which meant you rarely ever listened to rules.

A pair of hands covered your eyes. “Is he gone?”, Kai whispered.

Turning around, you nodded.

“Good, because I was starting to get bored listening to him act all macho”.

Looking around the place was quiet, but most importantly it was empty. “What shall we do to pass the time?”, asking Kai who wondered around the room. Stopping he gave a sly smile.

“I can think of a few bad things which will surely piss off Damon”.

Liking the sound of it already you asked what they were. Kai made his way over and lifted you onto the table, and faintly breathed. “Locking lips with me”.

Pulling him down for that kiss, the danger of the possibility that anyone of your brothers could walk in right now, made this even more thrilling. It might be severely cliche, but there was nothing better than being a little bit bad.


When you’re in an ill mood, learn to pass it off as simply that: an unavoidable human condition that will pass with time, if you leave it alone. A low mood is not the time to analyze your life. To do so is emotional suicide. If you have a legitimate problem, it will still be there when your state of mind improves. The trick is to be grateful for our good moods and graceful in our low moods - not taking them too seriously. The next time you feel low, for whatever reason, remind yourself ‘This too shall pass’. It will.
—  Richard Carlson
the equation of love (pt. 7)

Pt. 1 | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3 | Pt. 4 | Pt. 5 | Pt. 6 | Pt. 7 | Pt. 8 | Pt. 9

→scenarioWhen you met Yoongi in a club, you thought it was fate that brought the two of you together. But after you walked into your college math class for the very first time, you weren’t so sure anymore.

→genre: smut | fluff | angst

→word count: 12,021

→warnings: sexual assault

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Blizzard Bliss -- Tim Drake x Reader

Here you go! Tim Drake, cuddles, and movies! What more could a person ask for? I hope this lives up to your expectations! I’m sorry if it falls a little short, but I did my best! Enjoy lovelies!!

You can find the request for this prompt here!

Word Count: 627

“Wow, it’s really coming down now!”

Tim laughed at your remark. “What did you expect? It’s a blizzard (Y/N).”

You rolled your eyes playfully as you sipped your hot chocolate.

It had started snowing early that morning and hadn’t let up since. Your boyfriend had insisted on coming over to ensure that you were set in case the weather took a turn for the worse. What he hadn’t planned on was it to get this bad this fast. Now, you were both trapped in your apartment. You were just thankful that your roommate had gone home for Christmas so you wouldn’t have to explain why Tim was staying over. You were sure that she would understand, but you were also certain that she would watch the two of you like a hawk.

A pair of muscular arms wrapping themselves around your waist drew you from your thoughts. You leaned against Tim’s well-toned chest and smiled up at him. He returned your smile before placing a kiss on your forehead. You giggled at the sensation of his lips on your skin. Tim wasn’t overly affectionate in public so you enjoyed seeing his softer side when you two were alone. He was quite the romantic when given the chance.

“So…” Tim trailed off with a sly smile on his face. He nuzzled his nose into your (H/C) hair. “What shall we do to pass the time?”

You placed your mug down on the counter in front of you. “Well, I am getting a bit cold. What do you say to a movie and cuddling?”

“Sounds perfect to me.”

Ten minutes later, you were settled on your couch with Tim laying behind you. He arms were once more wrapped around your waist. Your back was flush against his chest and your legs were entangled with his. A bowl of popcorn was set on the coffee table along with your newly refilled mug of hot chocolate and Tim’s mug of coffee with extra coffee. You idly scrolled through Netflix looking for a movie to watch. You and Tim had similar tastes in movies so it wasn’t too difficult to decide on what to watch most of the time. The dark-haired man behind you placed his chin in the nook between your neck and shoulder as he also scanned the titles on the screen.

“What about Mean Girls? It’s a chick flick classic.”

Your boyfriend made a face. “A chick flick? I mean, if that’s what you want to watch…”

You beamed as you clicked play on the movie. The familiar opening scene of Mean Girls appeared on your TV screen. You snuggled closer to Tim and relished in the heat his body gave off. It was no secret you hated the cold so any excuse you had to snuggle with the vigilante you took full advantage of. Tim chuckled at your behavior. He placed a soft kiss on your neck. A shiver ran down your back at his actions. You squirmed slightly in response. Tim’s chest rumbled when he chuckled again.

“What’s the matter?” His whispered in your ear. His voice was low and husky making you shiver again. “You like when I kiss you there?”

Your face flushed red in embarrassment. “D-Don’t tease me! And don’t distract me! We’re supposed to be watching the movie!”

“I know something else we could do instead…”

Squeaking in surprise, you set yourself up on your elbows to stare at the man in shock. His teasing smile elicited a soft curse from you. Your face contorted into a scowl. Seething, you laid back down with your arms crossed over your chest pouting. Tim once more chuckled and placed another kiss on your exposed neck.

“Love you sweetheart!”

“Shut it bird brain.”

~Mod Nerd Bird