#not disappointed that i studied so less today bcs I was SUPER tired and also got soaking wet on my way back so took a well deserved day off

[girl-please-study]

13/25 Days Of Productivity

Went to college today and it was a miracle that I got seat in every metro I took, otherwise it's always too packed to even stand. Had a lot of time on my hand so I decided to arrange my Google Library!

Ps. Happy Radha Ashtami <3

Study Time : 1.5 hours

[chaoshomeschooler]

1/29/21 - 3:40 AM

this is pretty long so here’s a read more

I’ve come to accept the fact that I simply do not operate in the daytime. The past several days I have ended up staying up until 4 saying “I’ll go to sleep soon” while getting nothing done. Then I sleep until some ungodly hour the next day - not like I’m in my bed sleeping until noon. No. I get up, go to work, then doze off at work between customers. Every time I fall asleep at work I get... scared? I hear these clicking sounds and I feel dread while I’m sleeping but I still just kind of sleep. It’s really not fun. But either way, I’ve been getting almost nothing done in the day because I sleep until really late (today I stayed home and I ended up being up for three hours then taking like a four hour nap) and then I get nothing done at night because I keep thinking I’ll go to sleep soon.

So today I’m just staying up all night, getting things done, and hopefully I’ll be so tired that I can get to sleep at a decent hour tomorrow, even if I end up dosing off all morning.

And guess what. It worked. I got an assignment done and I started on my next one. I’m still awake enough that I’m going to go work on a scholarship and a commission after this.

For me everything is about results and not method. Ideally I’d operate during regular hours but ya know - it may not be the right way but it’s the only thing that’s working for me right now.

Oh yeah and I’m actually using my desk for once in my life so I feel like a real student for once lol.

Stu-dna challenge days 27-29:

27. study in groups or study alone?

What’s a group?

JK umm when I used to be in co-ops (Classical Conversations or CC, for the initiated) and that one year I was at the career center I did have several group projects and breakouts in classes - I hated the group projects because either I was the only one who did any work (career center) or I was stuck with someone who hated me/the group was so big it was hard to get anything done (CC). So nah, in most cases I would rather study alone unless it’s with my one friend who actually cares about her grades like I do.

28. do you like the cold? what are your favourite winter activities?

I don’t necessarily like the cold but it’s better than the heat bc you can put on layers or use a space heater - in the heat there’s only so much you can do.

Uhhh my favorite winter activities would really just be anything Christmas related. Just hanging out at home and decorating or baking or making gifts for my friends or anything like that

29. do you have any hobbies?

I find it hard to define hobbies? Like I sew and crochet but that’s also my job. I learned embroidery over the summer and I also write but I don’t have time for either of those things any more.

I also play piano but it’s kind of a school subject due to the like intensity of my learning that (wow I can’t english rn). Cello is more of a hobby for me because I don’t take lessons anymore - but that’s another thing that I don’t have much time for.

spell-studies challenge:

3. Wed. Jan 27: what are you most excited for this semester/challenge?

This isn’t school related but it’s happening this semester - I’m going to go visit Belmont University and my Adult Friends aka my favorite band who all went there are gonna meet up with me there.

I guess describing them as my favorite band makes it sound really unrealistic - they’re a super tiny band and I met them when they were even way less famous - I started talking to them and one of them commissioned something from me etc etc now we talk on and off on social media and whenever they come to my area we hang out. Also they’re not that much older than me I think they’re like 7 or so years older.

4. Thur. Jan 28: Wanna post a work space pic?

I added the pic at the top of the post before I even saw this prompt lol :)

5. Fri. Jan 29: TGIF what’s today’s ~vibe~?

today’s (yesterday’s???) vibe is ✨disappointment✨ I slept way too much and got nothing done yaaayyyyy - so by the time my parents got home (they work like a million hours a day so I don’t get to see them much) I was still working so I couldn’t spend any time with them. I’ve been trying to spend more time with them bc I’m graduating this spring/summer (*barf*)

but the vibe going into the rest of today is ✨fuck you you better get some shit done and tire yourself out so you can go to sleep fuck you and your bad habits✨

[mbeebowriting]

draco malfoy x reader

warnings: none other than a kinda ooc draco!

word count: 1.8k

notes: okay this is very specific and super self indulgent but also really sweet and cute so!!! enjoy!!! (also this is unedited bc im too antsy and excited to post it

     the past 2 weeks had overwhelmed you. tests, papers, concerts, forced social gatherings- your energy had just run out. you still had another week to go before any kind of break though- so the timing of your burnout was less than ideal. at this point, you barely had enough energy to talk to your friends, so when draco malfoy tapped on your shoulder during class, you whirled around, ready to fight. what you weren’t expecting was his question.

     “can you help me with this?” you blinked in surprise. she you had short conversations before class, but it still shocked you a little bit.

     “yeah, sure. i’ll show you.” you walked him through the spell a few times, until he was able to execute it well enough to pass. 

     “great, thank you!” he said with a smile. his politeness threw you off, and all you could do was smile and turn back around. what you didn’t see was how his smile fell after that.

     the next day, for whatever reason, he sat next to you, but you were still feeling equally as drained as the day before. at the end of class he stopped you from leaving with yet again, a small conversation.

     “do you think we could meet out of class to work on these charms? you seem to really understand it and i could use some help.”

     “im sorry draco- my schedule is completely packed until our break.” you replied with a sad smile. “i’ve actually got another performance tonight for the staff dinner.”

     “hm. what about after that? we could grab some dinner and study.” you were taken aback again. why was he being so nice to you? you couldn’t turn him down after he’s showing you kindness you’ve never seen before. plus, he was really cute, you’ve always kind of had a thing for him. 

     “alright, how about 8 o’clock in the great hall?”

     “great, it’s a date.” he said with a wink before leaving the class- leaving you flustered and unsure of what just happened.

     after you had finished your performance, you made your way to the great hall, spotting draco on the way. you chatted idly while grabbing some food and a table. draco sat to your right and your textbooks piled up to your left.  once you began studying, you felt the weight of the day hit you, and you ended up zoning out and staring at your textbook. you laid your head in your hand and decided to close your eyes for just one minute. unsurprisingly, you fell asleep. when you woke up, you and draco were the only ones in the room.

     “good morning.” draco said. it was at this point that you realized the position you were in, in your sleep, you had shifted so that  your head was resting on his shoulder. you immediately lifted your head up and avoided eye contact with him. 

     “what time is it?”

     “11:30-ish.”

     “you let me sleep that long?’ you exclaimed.

     “you just seemed so tired and like you needed a break. and plus…” he trailed off. “nevermind.”

     “no no, wait. plus what?” he became visibly flustered.

     “nothing, there is no plus!”

     “tell me what the plus is or i’ll ditch you and hang out with potter instead.” his eyes widened- did that actually make him mad?

     “fine. i was just going to say you looked cute on my shoulder like that.” now it was your turn to be flustered. suddenly your textbook was incredibly interesting. you could feel him smirking beside you, but couldn’t bring yourself to look at him. he leaned into to your ear and sent chills down your spine as he spoke. “but to be fair, you look cute all the time.” you covered your face with your hands to hide your blush. he went to pull your hands away, and chuckled as you swatted them away. “hey, you asked for this! why are you so embarrassed anyway, i’m just stating facts.” you sighed in response, but couldn’t hold back a smile. 

     “i need to go draco, i have another concert tomorrow and i need to be at my best.” your smile fell.

     “alright. i hope it goes well.” you gave him a sad smile and couldn’t stop the tears from pricking at your eyes. “hey woah, what’s going on? are you okay?”

     “yeah.” you said shakily and unconvincingly, to which he gave you a look. “i’m just exhausted and… i really wish my family could be here for this concert.” you were so focused on talking without crying your barely noticed draco’s hand holding your own. “everyone else’s families come for this concert, it’s our last one, but my parents decided… they would rather visit my sisters than me. i just wish someone would come support me at this last concert.” one tear was set free as you blinked. it rolled down your cheek and dropped onto draco’s hand. he was clearly caught off guard by your sudden change in emotion, but his voice was steady when he spoke.

     “what time is it?”

     “no, draco-”

     “and where?”

     “draco you don’t have to come out of pity, it’s okay. this is how it’s always been, i’m used to it. i stopped looking for familiar faces in the audience years ago.”

     “what? that’s not okay! when and where is it. i’ll be there.” you studied his eyes before answering.

     “it’s here, after they serve dinner.”

     “i’ll be there.” 

     “...why?”      “because you deserve to have someone in the audience-”

     “no, why are you being so nice to me? this feels so… out of character for you.” his eyes darted around the room, looking anywhere but your own. 

     “i- you just haven’t done anything wrong for me to… uhh…” he struggled to find the word. “tease you for.” you couldn’t help but feel disappointed at his response.

     “well, thank you for that i guess. but we should really get going. it’s late.” he agreed with you, so you packed up all your things and went your separate ways.

     “(y/n)!” your roommate shouted as you walked in. “where on GOD have you been? don’t you have a concert tomorrow and classes all morning?” you flopped down on your bed.

     “yeah, since when do you track my schedule?”

     “you were complaining about it in charms.”

     “fair enough, that does sound like me. but why are you so worried about this suddenly?”

     “hmm, not worried, just curious.” she said, sitting next to you on your bed. “i happened to walk by the great hall just an hour ago,” your eyes went wide. “and saw you with none other than the prince of slytherin himself: draco malfoy.”

     “don’t jump to conclusions, we were just studying.”

     “for god’s sake (y/n), you were asleep on his shoulder! did he ever say it was a date? i bet he did.” 

     “well yeah, but i thought he was just teasing. he does that.” she gave you the same look that draco had given you earlier. “okay and he also called me cute and is coming to my concert tomorrow but don’t read into that, he probably wasn’t serious!” 

     “guess we’ll just have to wait and see.”

     “what?”

     “well if he has a thing for you too, he’ll be at the concert.”

     “too? excuse you?”

     “i love you to death (y/n) but you’re a terrible liar, and you’re not very subtle.”

     the day’s classes had flown by- it was concert time. you arrived early, helping set up the chairs and music, and once you had settled into your spot and people had filled in, you couldn’t believe what you saw. what seemed like the entirety of the slytherin house was packed into the front section, with one familiar asshole front and center. he caught your eye and sent you a smile. you couldn’t even think of what to do back, you were too shook.

     the concert itself went by quickly. you played beautifully, and all of your emotions poured through your instrument. by the end, you were shaky, emotional, and nervous to see draco after. you didn’t have much time to compose yourself however, as he was the first person you saw as you walked off stage. before you could say anything, he wrapped you in a hug (but quickly pulled away once he realized people were staring).

     “you did incredible!”

     “thank you- how did you… why are there… what?” you could barely get a sentence out.

     “i just asked some people to come and support you, you deserve a big cheering section.”

     “draco, i…” suddenly you were aware of everyone standing around you two. “can we maybe go somewhere a little quieter?” he nodded and pulled you through the crowd, out the door, and down the hallway into the courtyard. he sat down on a bench and motioned for you to sit next to him, which you gladly did. you took a deep breath before speaking, trying to kill your nerves that arose with the thought of sharing your feelings with him. you were so in your head, you barely processed what he said when he spoke.

      “you really did well up there today. and you look stunning too, by the way.” again, no thoughts heady empty, you could not think of a response for the life of you. he chuckled. “i’m sure you’ve figured it out by now, i’m not just nice to you because you ‘done nothing wrong’ or whatever i said yesterday.” he stared at you, waiting for a response, but all you could do was smile and let your palms sweat. “are you really gonna make me say it? it’s because i like you (y/n).” the final twist of the knife. there were simultaneously one million and absolutely no thoughts swimming around your head, but when you didn’t respond he started to lean away and looked hurt.

     “wait no- i’m sorry! this is just a lot all at once! i like you too draco.” you rushed out. he returned to your side, eyebrows raised.

     “yeah?”

     “yeah. you must have charmed me or something, because i really do. somehow.”

      “hey! first of all, rude. second of all, i’m terrible at charms. you know that.” you two joked back and forth until the moon shone brightly up above. after you both agreed it was time to head back to your respective dorms, a nervous silence fell. 

     “sooo…” you drawled on. “good night i guess?”

     “good night to you too.” silence again. “do you have time for another study date tomorrow? i spent most of our last one being nervous and trying not to wake you up.”

     “yeah! i’m free tomorrow night if you want?”

     “alright, it’s a date.” he said for leaning down to kiss you, and walking away. leaving you flustered and unsure of what just happened for the second time that week.

[imaginedisish]

I Think We’re Alone Now (Five Hargreeves x Reader) (The Umbrella Academy)

A/N: BOY AM I MAD. SO this got deleted...presumably because @staff is trash and someone was like “EW SHE’S WRITING FOR A FIFTEEN YEAR OLD!” News flash AIDAN GALLAGHER IS A YEAR BELOW ME IN HIGH SCHOOL. I AM A JUNIOR. HE IS A SOPHOMORE. I JUST TURNED 17. HE IS TURNING 16 IN A FEW MONTHS....IM NOT SOME CREEPY CHILD PEDOPHILE. AND YA KNOW WHAT, THERE IS NOTHING SEXUAL ABOUT THIS IMAGINE! It is PURE FLUFF, and Five and the reader are BOTH 17 IN THIS AU!! I AM NOT SEXUALIZING HIM IN ANY WAY HOLY CRAP. Wow...I’m clearly mad...um...sorry?? I’m just honestly exhausted from my dance competition today. I WON FIRST OVERALL THOUGH...SO YAY! I might write a small headcanon for tonight...but I’m so tired...I might have to take a short break from writing until Sunday, since I’m competing at this competition all weekend. I’ll keep everyone updated. So, for now, here’s a repost of I Think We’re Alone Now...enjoy

Summary: You and Five are seventeen, and have just started dating, but you feel the need to hide your relationship from the rest of the Hargreeves. One night, you decide to sneak into Five’s room, and chaos somewhat ensues…

Warnings: MEGA FLUFFFFFFF AHHhhhh! Language, awkward reference to sex from Luther bc Luther is Luther…smh Luther. 

Word Count: 2,883

Stars twinkle brightly above you, dancing whimsically in the dark night sky. The crisp autumn breeze passes through you, sending a chill down your spine. You shiver as you stare up at the brick building in front of you. Your heart begins to beat rapidly as you contemplate what is was you were about to do. You were going to sneak into Five’s room.

Five had told you, “It’s the second window from the left, south side of the Academy, third floor. Come around 9:30, okay?” No matter how nervous you were about the matter, you simply couldn’t say no.

 You knew you’d have to be discrete, since the rest of the Hargreeves were unaware of your relationship with Five. They knew you were close friends with him; you were friends with the entire family, especially since they were helping you develop your power, levitation. However, because you had grown so close with the family, you and Five agreed that his siblings couldn’t find out about your relationship. 

In truth, there was no ‘known’ force stopping you and Five from being together. You were both 17, you were both supers, and you were both extremely similar. You liked the same music: David Bowie, Arctic Monkeys, Arcade Fire, and The Strokes. You were both unbelievably witty, as you constantly bounced remarks and comebacks off of one another. Most importantly, you liked each other. In fact, you thought there was a chance you could love the boy. 

But still, you had agreed with Five that no one could know. Maybe it was the fear of judgement that created the secret, or possibly the fear of disapproval. You knew that Five’s siblings had developed a liking to you, as you had essentially become a part of the family, but you weren’t sure if they would like you as Five’s girlfriend.

So, over the past month, as opposed to going on dates like normal couples do, you and Five had snuck around the city together, going on dates to Griddy’s, and having picnics in the park. Sometimes you two secretly hid away in his room, chatting and listening to music. You hated hiding things from Alison, Diego, Luther and Klaus, but as of right now it seemed as though it had to be done. 

A cold breeze snaps you back to reality. The wind begins to pick up again, grabbing at your green, turtle neck sweater. You pull at your sweater, softly pressing it down against your body as your hair begins to take flight next. You groan in annoyance, wanting to be inside with Five instead of out in the cold.

You take a deep breath. I can do this, You think to yourself, yanking up the right sleeve of your sweatshirt, and then nervously scratching your forearm. While you were growing better at controlling your abilities, you weren’t always able to hold them for an extraneous period of time. Levitating yourself was also something that challenged you. More often than not, you would usually fall once you were around four feet in the air. 

Obviously, that was nowhere near enough for a journey up the side of the Academy. The Academy was massive, and it’s size still amazed you, regardless of the fact that you had been here millions of times before. 

You search the ground for a pebble, so you could let know Five you had arrived in a more romantic way, as opposed to sending him a text message. You quickly find a perfectly smooth, grey, round pebble next to your feet. You pick up the pebble and aim towards Five’s window. With a light throw and a tap, the pebble reaches Five’s window. The action was a bit “Romeo and Juliet,” (minus the double suicide at the end, of course), but it was fitting in the moment.

Seconds later, a pair of dark blue eyes meet your own. Five smirks at first, but his smile quickly widens, almost as if the longer he stared at you, the happier he became. Your heart flutters in your chest, and you smile back. He begins to crack open the window, his bangs falling in front of his eyes in the process. 

“Come on up,” Five says loud enough for you to understand him, but low enough for no one else to hear him. You nod your head, swallowing harshly, nerves rushing through your body. 

You close your eyes, imagining yourself floating in the air. Slowly, your feet lift up from the concrete. The wind swirls around you, helping you grow higher. You open your eyes, noticing that you were just one floor away from where Five’s room resided. You push the air down with the palms of your hands, and you levitate up to the next level. 

I did it, I actually did it, You think to yourself, pride swelling in your gut as you finally reach Five’s window. After so much tiring training, and so much effort, you were finally able to fly. 

There was Five, his smile growing wider now that you were face to face. His piercing blue eyes twinkle in the moonlight, just as the stars had been. No, in fact…his eyes were more brilliant than the stars. Stars held so much importance, serving as guides for the lost, wish granters for those who longed for something more…but that was what Five was for you. You didn’t need the metaphorical presence of a constellation. You already had that, wrapped up in the package of a 17 year old boy that you were growing to love. 

He extends a hand out to you, inviting you inside. “Grab my hand, I’ve got you. You won’t fall, I promise.” He says. You fly closer to him in response, lifting your arm towards Five as he takes your hand in his. 

However, just as you had been doing so well, a sensation of weakness overcomes you. You feel yourself beginning to lose control as you attempt to change your position, as to fly into the room horizontally. 

“Shit,” You mutter, your eyes searching Five’s in fear. “I don’t think I can control this any longer,” Your voice is shaky, and your entire body begins to tremble. You had never flown for this long, and it was becoming too much to handle. 

“Yes you can, (Y/N),” Five says, squeezing your hand tighter in his own. He tugs on your hand slightly, helping you get a bit farther inside the room. At this point, your shoulders are through the window, but that was it. Thoughts race around your mind as your powers weaken even further. 

Suddenly, the pressure you normally feel between yourself and the air around you begins to fade away. 

“Five!” You scream, as you feel yourself starting to fall. You grab onto the windowsill, attempting to hold yourself up. Five grabs onto your arms, pulling you quickly, yet carefully into his room. With one final pull from Five, you fall onto the floor of the room. 

Five drops down to where you fell, reaching out his arms to help you stand up. “Are you okay?” He asks, concern prominently filling his voice as you stand to the ground with his help. 

You take a second to catch your breath. “I’m fine, just a bit shaken up is all,” You say, smiling lightly. “And I’m much better now…” You pause, a bit nervous to finish your sentence. “You know, since I’m with you.” 

Five smiles widely. “That was cheesy, but I like it, and only like it because I like you.” Your heart does a back flip in your chest at the sound of his words. Now that things have calmed down a bit, you recognize how close you are to Five. It feels as though you’re an inch away from Five’s face, since neither of you had moved from where he had helped you stand up. 

“You can’t call me cliche or cheesy if you’re saying things like that,” You state sarcastically, crossing your arms in protest. Five steps a bit closer, uncrossing your arms as he takes your hands in his. He was never like this with anyone else. He was usually so cold, so distant, so sarcastic with his siblings. But with you, Five was kind, sweet, and overall an entirely different person. You two could sit on the edge of his bed, listening to music for hours, his fingers carefully combing through your hair.  The only time either of you got up was to change the record that was spinning on the turntable in the left corner of Five’s room.

Five takes another step closer to you. He studies your face for a bit, his eyes often landing on your lips. This makes you a bit nervous, since you two hadn’t kissed yet. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to. God, did you want to. It was more or less that you were scared. You had never kissed anyone before, and quite honestly, this was your first ‘real’ relationship. You didn’t want the kiss to be bad, and you especially didn’t want to disappoint Five. 

With one more step, Five becomes so close to your face that his breath tickles your nose a bit. He looks deeply into your eyes. “Can I just kiss you already?” Five asks, smirking a bit. 

Your heart practically thumps out of your chest as you nod your head. Shit, this is it, You think to yourself. 

 Suddenly, Five’s lips come crashing down on your own. His lips are warm, and surprisingly sweet, moving slowly against yours. You hum a bit, beginning to feel more comfortable. Five smiles against your lips before pressing another soft kiss onto them. 

Then, to your dismay, Five pulls away from you, leaving a slightly cold sensation where he had once been. You wanted more, but you knew you would just have to wait for the next time you had the opportunity to kiss Five. 

Five grins a bit, his hands still holding yours. “You’re absolutely incredible, (Y/N).” Heat quickly rushes to your cheeks, and you can feel yourself becoming red. Five laughs at your new color, his dark, chocolate bangs bouncing against his forehead in the process. 

“Don’t laugh!” You jokingly reprimand. 

“Too bad, I already did. You’re just…” Five pauses a bit, anxiously scratching the back of his neck. “…well you’re cute when you get all frazzled like that,” Five mumbles, hoping you can’t hear him as he lets go of your hands and walking over to one of his many bookshelves. He pulls out a record from the shelf. He picked out one of your favorite records, ‘Bookends’ by Simon and Garfunkel. 

“Is that new? I didn’t think you had Bookends,” You question. 

Five can’t help but smirk. “I may have gotten it because of you,” He says softly, walking over to brown turntable in the corner. He takes the record out of it’s sleeve, and carefully places it on the turntable. He turns the machine on, and the record begins to spin. He slowly allows the needle to come down on the record, and “Bookends Theme,” begins to play. 

There were no lyrics to the song, yet there was something so romantic about the incredibly short melody. Maybe it was the perfect plucking of the guitar strings, or maybe it was simply the chord progression itself. Regardless, the song made your heart flutter in your chest, more than it already was. Five walks over to his bed, and takes a seat on the edge. He pats the spot next to him, inviting you to sit with him. You smile, and walk over to the bed. 

As you sit down, Five instantly raps an arm around your waist. Your head rests against Five’s shoulder, and you close your eyes. You never wanted this moment to end. Everything seemed so absolutely perfect. 

Five began to lean back towards the bed, and you followed him, your back eventually crashing down onto the bed. You push yourself up farther so your feet are no longer hanging off the bed, and Five does the same. Five wraps his arms around you, pulling you into his chest. Your eyes now struggle to stay open, as you hear the sound of sleep calling your name. You allow yourself to give in, closing your eyes tightly. 

You’re still awake as ‘Old Friends’ begins to play. The song is soft and calm. You listen closely to Five’s heart beat, which in contrast with the song is incredibly loud and fast. You open your eyes, looking up at Five. 

“Are you okay? Your heart is practically beating out of your chest,” You say, concern heavy in your voice, picking up your head slightly to get a better look at Five’s face. Five’s piercing blue eyes find yours. 

He swallows harshly. “I’m fine, it’s just,” He pauses for a second, contemplating his words as he looks up at the ceiling above. “Having you here with me, like this, I’m nervous…I guess…” Five trails off. “Having you here is exciting, it’s special.”

You smile resting your head back down on his chest. You close your eyes again, feeling at peace. “Hey Five?” You whisper. 

“Yeah, (Y/N)?” Five responds. 

“I like you, a lot,” You say, a smile spreading across your face. 

“I-,” 

Then, abruptly, Five is cut off by a loud knock at the door. You and Five practically jump up from where you had been laying down. 

“Five! Turn your music off. It’s too late for this shit!” You hear Diego call out from the other side of the door. You and Five say nothing as Five rushes over to the record player to turn the music off. “Also, did you take my comb again?”

“No I didn’t take your fucking comb, Diego!” Five shouts back, rolling his eyes. 

“I don’t believe you,” Diego says angrily. “I’m coming in to find it!”

“Shit!” Five mutters, his eyes widening with fear. 

“What are we going to do?” You ask as the knob of the door twists, and the door creeks open. There’s nowhere to hide. You’re absolutely screwed. 

Diego steps through the door, his eyes instantly landing on you. “Five, what’s (Y/N) doing in your room at 10 o’clock at night?” His eyes deeply cut through Five’s soul. Five takes a deep breath, preparing himself to explain the truth to Diego. 

“Well, um, you see-,” 

Klaus pops his head through the door. “Where did the Simon and Garfunkel go? I was having a good-,” Klaus stops talking as his eyes land on you. “Uh oh looks like we’ve go two troublesome teens on our hands, now don’t we?” Klaus cackles like a hyena.

Five scoffs. “Don’t you have some ouija board to be talking to right about now?” Five says, annoyed, taking a step towards Klaus. 

Klaus crosses his arms against his chest. “You know what, just for that,” Klaus cups his hands, bringing them next to his mouth as if he was going to call a group of children to dinner. “Luther! Allison! Clean up on aisle ‘teenage love’! Immediate assistance required! Thank you!” He brings his hands back down, slapping them against the side of his thighs. 

Five responds by showing Klaus his middle finger. 

Seconds later, Luther and Allison are standing at the door. Luther’s jaw drops to the ground, and Alison begins to laugh lightly. 

“Come on, you guys didn’t see this coming?” Allison asks, laughing still.

“Quite honestly, I suppose it was bound to happen eventually,” Klaus agrees. Luther and Diego nod along to Klaus’s point. 

“I mean, do we let them have their privacy?” Diego asks, leaning over to Luther. Luther shrugs his shoulders. 

“I guess so, but clothing stays on! Got it?” Luther commands. Five’s cheeks grow red with embarrassment. 

“No shit Sherlock,” Five says, rolling his eyes.

“Alright, let’s leave them alone, boys,” Allison says, pushing her brothers out of the room. 

“But I wanted to babysit!” Klaus exclaims, and you can’t help but let out a laugh. Allison is the last person out. She shuts the door behind her. 

“I’m so sorry about that,” Five says, sitting back down on the edge of the bed. 

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it,” You say, a smile spreading across your face. Five lays back down, and you follow suit, reverting back to how you and Five had been laying down before. You rest your head on Five’s chest, his heart still beating just as quickly as it had been before. 

“So before, you didn’t get to finish what you were saying,” You say to Five. Suddenly, his heart begins to beat faster. 

He takes a deep breath. “Well,” He pauses, “I like you too, (Y/N).” Five responds. You can’t see his face, but you know he’s smiling. “I like you a lot. In fact, I think I might like you more than anything else on this planet.” His heart is thumping wildly against his chest now. He presses a kiss to the top of your head, his fingers combing gently through your hair. 

“I like being here,” You whisper softly. 

“I like having you here,” Five responds. You can’t help but smile. You close your eyes yet again, falling asleep in Five’s arms. 

[frenchibi]

How to become an early riser in one week*

(*approximately)

A handy-dandy, non-comprehensive guide to fixing your sleep schedule - by me, a 20-something bitch for whom the following tips have kind of sort of worked (so far)

Preface

If you’re reading this, chances are that you are a human life form. There is a general consensus that I’m sure studies will back up (if you know any pls link me) that us humans… we’re sort of biologically designed to function in daylight, and rest in a vulnerable, unconscious state at night time to recuperate, heal, process and refresh. Y'all with me so far?

With the introduction of fire and then electric light, we have made the dark less scary and long-lived, but also less accessible. We sleep whenever it suits us, and for the average Tumblr user I’d wager (again, studies to support this are very welcome) that’s later and longer than biologically recommended (unless you have an early morning commitment of some kind, in which case it’s likely you’re staying up too late, and that makes you tired the next morning when you force yourself to get up). All that’s still fine, I guess, I’ve know many a high-functioning sleepless person - unless it’s making you miserable, or you think it’s in the way of your productivity or mental health, or if you just like a challenge.

For the benefit of any and all of you (except the challenge guys, you might be a little disappointed cause it’s not actually THAT hard) - I present the following step-by-step guide to reclaiming more sunlight in your life, bc it’s all about that vitamin D, babey!

So - here’s the deal.

Day 1

Go about your business as usual. This requires no specific preparation, i. e. you could start right now. All you have to do on day 1 is: not sleep. At all. Pull an all-nighter.

(And trust me this works much quicker and better than the method of getting up a little earlier every day and going to bed a little earlier. That’ll just have you lying awake for way too long cause you’re not tired. You wanna be TIRED.)

Day 2

Again, go about your business as usual. You may experience typical sleep deprivation symptoms such as

- fluctuating mood

- energy swings from super tired to WIDE AWAKE AND ENERGIZED

- strange thought spirals brought on by exhaustion

- random laughter

- lapses in concentration and judgement

… basically, you don’t want to be writing a final, or making life-changing decisions on this day, but otherwise you should do what you usually do. Don’t take the day off, you will waste time with weird shit - but don’t work yourself to death either, okay? Be safe. You’re not gonna be at your best today.

You only have 2 jobs on day 2 - don’t make reckless decisions, and go to bed early. Oh, and for the love of God don’t drink coffee, black or green tea, energy drinks, coke or any other similar caffeinated substances after noon. You will regret it. (Also, make this a general habit, not just for day 2. You often don’t even realize how much caffeine affects you - less of it will help you fall asleep in the evenings so much easier. Also also, this is a different topic but it ties into general health - you should not be drinking soda or other sugary drinks as your main source of liquid. Just stick to water, honestly, or tea. Fresh juices are also neat. Your body will thank you.)

For the purposes of this example, let’s say you wanna get up at 7 or 8am - so go to bed at 9pm. You don’t need 11 hours of sleep every day, but you might want them after an all-nighter (and it’ll be a little easier to get up if you feel well-rested).

Day 3

Day 3 is the game-changer, and probably the hardest day of them all. Your job on day 3 is to Get. UP.

Set an alarm. Set five alarms. Ask a friend or parent or Responsible Person to call you in the morning and make conversation for ten minutes, enough to wake you up. Tear open your window - let in light and air. Wash your face with cold water. Take a shower with cold water if you dare, or just a shower in general. Plan something to make you want to or have to get up - for example: doctor’s appointment, hairdresser, breakfast date, meditation, exercise, fancy new cereal you’ve always wanted to try, pancakes, waffles, fresh fruit in yoghurt, a new brand of coffee or tea, a show you’ll watch over breakfast.

Anything goes here, but give yourself a reason to get up. Some people work with rewards, others need incentives by Higher Powers (such as an obligation to not be late to an appointment) as motivation. Figure out what works for you - it might take a couple days of experimenting. (hence the *approximately)

Don’t go to bed much later than you did on day 2. An hour or so is okay. Your body will want to revert to your old habits - but we are smarter now and are establishing new ones.

Some general advice - get away from your screens (phone, TV, computer) at least 30 minutes before you want to sleep. Their blue-toned light is a sleep KILLER. Adjust screen brightnesses to be redder wherever you can. Fiddle with the settings, you might be pleasantly surprised.

Also - take these extra thirty minutes to do something for yourself. Face mask. Meditation. Read a book. Start a journal (art, writing, scrapbook). Play a board or card game with a roommate or sibling, if available. Cuddle your pet or partner. Listen to an audio book or your favorite album - or, and this is a fun one, ask your friends to make you lists of their favorite songs for you to discover! Nothing like lying on your bed and listening to a song that’s important to someone who’s important to you.

Also! Rope your friends into this if you’re all late risers. It’s more fun to do these things together! And notify your international friends of what you’re trying to do - maybe you’ll be around a little less to talk to them at times that are inconvenient for you, but there are always solutions. Communication is key!!!

Day 4

Day 4 is probably the second hardest day. If you’ve come this far, you’re likely to fall back because you’re not careful enough in preserving the delicate new habits you are building. A habit is like a path you walk down - old ones are well-worn, easy to follow and familiar, new ones are still full of thorns and super hard to see. The temptation of the old path will be ever-present, and sneak up on you on days 4 and 5 if you’re not diligent.

Get up, again, like on day 3 - and this will be hard, but if you’ve found an incentive or method that works, you should manage it. Use your day 3 experience, or try something new!

And then you need to get to bed at a similar time as on day 3. We’re not aiming for a precise “I go to bed at 9:31 and wake up at 6am” kind of schedule, just the general ballpark of “earlier”.

What I found helpful here is to do things that tire you out. Exercise, high-energy events, full schedules - power yourself out so that getting to bed earlier is easier, and you’ll feel like you’ve accomplished something that day. The human brain needs a sense of satisfaction before a good rest.

Day 5

...basically day 4, rinse and repeat. Don’t get discouraged if you’re not keeping to the schedule as strictly as you might want - it’s a process, and you’re doing great so far, even if you overslept a bit, even if you couldn’t fall asleep as quickly as you wanted to. These things take time and perseverance! Also, you're probably not a robot so a bit of leeway is totally fine.

Day 6

Your new schedule should be becoming easier to follow - and your new habits (if you’re implementing any of them; less screen-time, more motivated mornings, different scheduling etc) should be settling in nicely by now. You could already be noticing changes to your mood - from the satisfaction of achievement and taking control of these aspects of your life, and also from increased exposure to natural light and decreased exposure to artificial light, and late-night thought spirals. Those will decrease more and more, the healthier your body feels! You’re on the right track!

Day 7

Getting out of bed earlier should be… not effortless yet, maybe, but no longer a chore. If you have reached this stage, congratulations?? You’ve effectively begun to change your sleep schedule!! It will take another week or two to feel completely natural and require fewer incentives, but for all intents and purposes you are on the best path to getting there now! Keep in mind the basic tips I’ve shared, and the things you’ve learned about your own behaviour, and you’ll be comfortable with early (or earlier) mornings in no time!!

Ironically, I wrote this guide instead of going to bed and I will regret this tomorrow - but we had a time change today so I’ll let it slide. As you see, this guide is not idiocy-resistant or dumbass-decision-proof - that’ll be up to you.

Feel free to reblog this with your own advice and experience, or @ me if you have questions haha

Sleep well!!

[swanky-batman]

Pledge

Sirius x Reader (Harry Potter)

Warnings: Okay so I used “sad” as “depression and dark thoughts”- so it gets really dark- please be careful- and maybe feels and swearing and drinking

Anon Request:

Heyy! Can I request a Sirius x reader where she’s always smiling and super nice in public and Sirius falls in love bc of that but then when he tells her she pushes him away bc she’s sad and all that?? Thank you so much💙

Of course! Sorry this took me a little bit to get up!!

Masterlist

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“Lily!” You called over, running up to the group of people she was in, “I was wondering if I could borrow those notes from Potions?” You gave a small wave to everyone else she was with.

“Of course- but don’t forget next week you owe me in Herbology!” She grinned, taking out a notebook from her bag and handing it to you.

“I owe you, you’re a lifesaver!” You laughed, looking up to meet the eyes of none other than Sirius Black- one of James’ best friends.

“Skipping class, again?” He teased, an amused look passing his features.

“You know me.” You teased back, “The rebel.” You winked before turning to leave.

“I’m gonna need those back later!” She called after you and you called back, “I know, I know!”

Making your way though a crowded hall you went to your next class before having a chance to go to the library to start copying.

About an hour later as you were wrapping up, you caught the eye of Sirius again. He walked up to you within a minute.

“Does she need these back already?” You giggled, “She really needs to loosen the strings on the note lending.”

He chuckled back, “Actually, she asked me to come over this way because one of her pages ripped out of her notes into her bag and figured you needed them.” He held up a sheet of paper and you grabbed it, looking it over.

“Ahh!” Your face lit up, “This makes more sense- thanks for running this over.” You gave him a smile and he smiled back to you.

“It was no problem.” He paused, looking over your features.

“…Was there something else?” You asked after another minute of you both standing there.

He snapped his attention back towards you, “Err, no. Sorry my mind hasn’t been with me very much today.”

“No worries, mine either.” You winked, turning back to the desk, “Thanks again for this.”

“It was no problem, I was coming by here for a book.” He grinned, moving away. 

A couple of minutes later, he popped back around with Remus.

“Hey Rem, what’s up?” You looked up from the freshly copied notes.

“What is this I see, Y/N- studying?” He chuckled, pulling a seat out from across the table, “May we join you?”

You laughed back, “Please! If you guys start studying I can receive- assistance- with the correct responses.”

Sirius sat next to him, and they looked over what was due.

“Why are you behind again?” Remus’ brow furrowed.

You scratched your neck, “I was with Madam Pomfrey.” You frowned, trying to quickly change the subject, “Lily takes a lot of notes for someone who says she doesn’t care about studying.”

“Yes, indeed.” Sirius spoke up when Remus also turned silent.

After a little while with them stalling you, you insisted on getting back to work. 

“Sorry for destracting you.” Remus laughed when you tossed a quill at him and Sirius.

“I conclude you are lying to me, sir.” You winked, turning back to studying. “See you later.”

– 

Over the next couple days you went through all of the information in the notes. It was a lot to process, with all of the new stuff as well, but you thought you could get it well enough off to grasp the concepts.

Lily and a couple of people from Gryffindor joined you variously and every day at near the same time, Remus and Sirius would show up and sit down with you.

You would joke with them and eventually fall silent so you could study. They would sit there for quite some time with you. 

You walked back to the house dorm and caught the end of a conversation.

“…Look, she’s nice but I have studying and reading to do as well, Sirius.” You could swear it was Remus’ voice. “So tomorrow go alone to see her.”

You gulped, knowing you shouldn’t eavesdrop so you walked forward and into the room.

“Hey guys.” You smiled, seeing them both standing there, mouths a little open.

“Hello Y/N.” Sirius grinned and looked over to you. Remus nodded and then turned to leave. “How was studying?” He came up to you, which you assumed he would walk away after. He usually only wanted to chat when someone else was around.

You smiled and then sighed, “A lot of work- I guess I missed more than I thought.” You giggled.

He smirked back to you, “You’re always so happy.” He chuckled, “You are exceptional, you know.”

You blushed and looked down, “Oh, I’m nothing new.” You giggled again, “Besides, I’m not always happy.”

He stepped closer to you and your skin gave you a chill, making you shiver a little. He went to move a strand of your hair behind your ear and you turned a bright red.

“I admire you.”

“There’s nothing to admire.” You answered back after a moment.

He chuckled, “I do anyways.” He leaned in closer to you and you let him move your face up to meet his. His lips brushed gently against yours.

After a moment, you pushed him away. You lifted your fingers up to your face and shakily tried to breath again.

He blushed deeply, “I apologize if I hurt you in some way- I only meant to show you some of what I’ve been feeling.”

“I-” You started but tears formed in your eyes. You held them in for a moment before pushing past him and up to your bed. You tucked yourself in and cried quietly.

Tired the next morning, you felt a little drained. What does Sirius feel for you? You blushed as you thought about his actions- but what did it matter? He thought you lively and cheery. He would be disappointed with you once he knew who you were.

Over the next few days you didn’t see him- he seemed to avoid you. You thought you could both talk it out or explain to him that you weren’t right for him but he didn’t give you a chance.

You ran into Remus in the hall and he was a little awkward.

“I haven’t seen you for a little bit.” You grinned to him.

He sighed a little, “I’ve been studying- besides, err, Sirius was the once who wanted to go every day to talk.” He gave a little smile.

You frowned a little, “I know I shouldn’t get a chance or a favor from you but…” You pulled a note out of your bag, “If you could give this to Sirius, I would really appreciate it.” You grinned as he took it.

“Of course.” He smiled.

“Thanks, Rem.” You turned and walked off towards an empty field. It was rare to find a place that didn’t have a lot of students all over it. You came here often to escape the noise and get some quiet, retrain your thoughts.

About an hour later, you jumped at a noise.

“Sirius?” You questioned, your brow furrowing. He walked up to you and sat several feet away.

“You wanted to talk to me so here I am.” He frowned a little, looking down.

You gulped and he met your eyes before looking away again.

“Was I not supposed to meet you in your private place? I figured without people here it would be easier for you to torment me. Perhaps you prefer an audience after all.” He almost whispered and your eyes dropped. 

After a minute or so, you cleared your throat to respond, “I am- very sorry you think of me that way. If it helps though, go ahead.” You gave a sad smile, “I- this is going to sound cliche.” You breathed deeply, “Here goes anyways- it’s not you it’s me.”

He snorted his retort.

“No, really-” You tried to compose yourself but tears started to well up in your eyes.

“You didn’t even give me a chance to explain my feelings to you before you rejected me.” He cut in for a moment. He sounded surprisingly soft. “I think I love you, you know. I think I’m almost bordering on obsession. When our lips met,” He closed his eyes, giving a soft smile and a sigh. “So what is your excuse?”

You paused, “You- you see me as this happy person?” It was a question you realized after you spoke.

“I see you-” He finally raised his eyes, “In many ways- a person I can admire, can trust, someone I have known for quite some time. One I always wanted to be close to but never could understand why. I’m attracted to you- like a moth to a flame. You interest me, keep me on my sarcastic toes and throw a decent bit of sass in my direction, but never mean. Beautiful, beyond intelligent. Someone I truly find amusing.” He paused, looking down and hurt, “Do you ask so you might gain insight? Or to quote me later to other people?”

A tear escaped you, “If you think me the latter, you do not know me at all Sirius Black. Although, from the compliments you give to me of all people, I might not be far off in saying that.”

“How would you describe yourself, then?” He asked, slightly annoyed.

You waited, looking out into the calm breeze of a darkening field. “A fake.”

He remained quiet with you for so long you began to wonder if he had heard you or cared. The peace was nice, though. No fighting or arguing.

“You look genuinely happy when you’re around everyone. Are you sure you aren’t confusing your thoughts and your emotions?” He finally answered, soft again.

You didn’t want to answer, didn’t plan on it. Maybe he sensed that, so he asked another question.

“Why did you miss some school? You said you were with Madam Pomfrey…”

It was your turn to snort, “If I told you would you be gaining insight? Or quoting me later to other people?” Another tear dropped from your eyes- the sight Sirius was probably getting. You shot a look over at him to find a less pitying look than you expected and more of a sympathetic look- one of genuine interest. You sighed, “I was with her to try and work on-” You bit your lip, “Some dark thoughts I had been contemplating.”

“Thoughts of…?” He prompted after more minutes of silence rolled by.

“Depression, mainly.” You almost blurted out, saying them out loud made them more concrete. 

His eyebrows raised in surprise and you saw him turn his gaze back on you out of the corner of your eye. You were looking out further, wishing you weren’t having this discussion with another human being- anyone. It was already embarrassing enough that Madam Pomfrey and some teachers and the headmaster knew- now students around the school would be looking at you, judging you.

He sat with you for some time as you silently cried. Before you had noticed, he was sitting very close to you, stroking your back in a soothing manner. 

“I see so much more than that in you-” He spoke after you seemed a little more calm.

You were sure your face looked puffy and red but he still looked at you like- like he accepted you. That he loved you.

“I have a lot to work out, Sirius. I’m a mess.” You shook your head after you found yourself drawing closer to his lips. “I can’t right now.”

He nodded, “Do you have romantic feelings for me?”

Your eyes subconsciously met his lips and you warmed at the sensation they caused as they ran over yours. You nodded and looked down.

“Well,” He tried to hide it but there was a smile and a pick up in his tone that was evident. “If you are sure that you can feel for me in that way… then I will wait.” 

Your eyes raised to his again, a little wide.

He chuckled, “I will wait and compliment and cheer you on until you see the person everyone else sees in you. A wonderful, caring, gentle person.” He brought your hand to his lips, giving it a slight peck. “This I do pledge.” A grin spread across his face, making one on yours as well.

“You are quite a dork.” You giggled.

“I am indeed.” He grinned, pleased he was able to make you laugh.

–

He kept his pledge, helping you along the way and making you fall madly and utterly in love with him for everything either of you were and would be.

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*end note* Mental illness is not a joke and should one have it, you should seek help. YOU ARE NOT ALONE -and- NO ONE HATES YOU OR SHOULD JUDGE YOU FOR WHAT YOU FEEL.

There are numbers and support in various ways- if you ever need someone to be a non- biased third party or to help you in any way please let me know.

*end small rant*

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[girltomboy]

I fiiinally talked to my grandma today after my mom kept insisting that I call her, or telling me “grandma called you today!” and I didn’t pick up because I wasn’t there or I was doing something else. She started the discussion by telling me how glad she was that the government is taking away students’ right to travel by train without paying, probably out of frustration that I didn’t vote for who she wanted me to vote LOL. I mean I don’t really cry because of this change, since I’m graduating this year anyway and I barely ever used my right to free transport because of, you know, having a batshit miserable family<3 But it’s just infuriating for the current and future students because it was one of the few if not the only benefit that students get in this country. Anyway, I ignored her for most of her rant bc I was knitting. And then she started telling me about how bad my boyfriend is for me solely because he smokes, like as if that should be my only standard regarding my lover. And other such ideas, which I obviously ignored, nothing I haven’t heard before anyway. Overall it was a 2 hour conversation in which I either “uh-huh”d myself into complete oblivion, or straight up ignored her. 

My bf didn’t manage to pass the exam he had today, and his dad had got mad at him about it (no doubt his mom too, but she is less forward/aggressive about it), and I guess it got him sad (he already was disappointed because he did actually study) and he was tired as well so he went to bed. And he’s probably going to wake up super late (or early in the morning, depending on your perspective lol) so I might not see him again today, but it’s not like I’m going to bed early. I had some coke today too. But idk why I was soooo tired today. So sleepy and sluggish. I wanted to nap but it was too sunny and bright outside, and I kinda missed that lately. I think yesterday and today were good days.

My grandma also told me to spend more time with my mom because apparently everytime they talk on the phone and she asks about me, my mom tells her “she’s in her room” which is supposedly a bad thing because (insert here). I told her I do spend time with her, I have breakfast in the kitchen and then I sit in the living room for another hour or so, after which I just go in my room to watch stuff or lie in bed because it’s more comfortable. Like honestly when I eat in the kitchen she sits in the living room on her phone, when I go sit in the living room she is still on her phone, or goes in her bedroom. Like obviously you don’t know what’s going on in this house in general, but no one can say I sit in my room all day or I don’t spend time with my mom. And she also brought up like me talking to my mom about my problems and telling her stuff, which of course I don’t do that often or ever because she’s given me enough hints and reasons whenever we had a fight that I can’t trust her and I simply don’t feel comfortable talking to her about my personal life. I used to tell her stuff about like my best friend, my boyfriend sometimes, but I can read on her face and in her voice that she judges and idk it just makes me feel uncomfortable afterwards. So nah, I think I’m good. I know I always complain about like not having a support system or someone to talk to when I’m upset with my boy or have any other kind of issue, but honestly no company is so much better than bad company. Isn’t there a stromae lyric about this too? “Etre seul c’est bien mieux qu’etre mal accompagne”? Surely I’m not the only one who discovered that fact.