the odinbros and the epic saga of throwing shit
[this is a bit… dark, but i made it for the girls who aren’t sunshine-and-rainbows like most posts like these are for]
pink sky: cotton candy, winged eyeliner, dirty jokes, running through fields, cute buttons on a leather jacket, getting drunk at 2am, sugar-coated peanuts, black nail polish, sweet smiles
blue sky: old movies, the atmosphere when it’s dusk, dissociating, coping with your problems by never thinking about them, rain, instrumentals from songs, unrequited love, old soul, the feeling of decaying, soft hearts
orange sky: whiskey, never talking about it, was careless in the past, old 80s synth pop, the word “rancid”, sickly sweet, harsh make-up, longs for a childhood, clunky shoes, jewelery,
yellow sky: heartbreak, birds in the morning, wants to recover, gullible, mature because of trauma, confused about a lot, fake smile, yellow converse, sunflowers, sobbing into pillows, pills, the dreamy haze when you’re high
purple sky: loud music, blocking the world out, yells a lot, black lipstick, dark chocolate, neon lights, black coffee, open about emotions, heart of gold, wants to be loved, plays electric guitar, reckless, never taught how to love people
white sky: pondering at 2am, being alone with your thoughts, cloudy heads, dancing in the rain, whispers, acoustic music, sleeping through therapy, old shoe laces, recovery
days of the week;
monday: snoozing your alarm clock, navy, seeing the moon in the morning, vanilla ice cream, writing poetry, blurry photographs, windswept hair, iced coffee
tuesday: seeing a cat on the street, a light rain shower, untied shoelaces, indistinct music from someone else’s earphones, empty coffee shops, denim jackets, long train rides
wednesday: pastel highlighters, drinking water, group laughter, plucking daisy petals, floral scents, counting down to a birthday, peonies
thursday: old books, a downpour, telling the truth, comfortable silence, hand holding, wrapping a gift, the smell of leather, reminiscence
friday: neon lights, sweet cravings, a little bit drunk, falling in love with a stranger, remembering your dreams, cherry red, late night showers, desserts at midnight
saturday: watering plants, childhood cartoons, a bowl of cereal, meeting someone new, waking up early and laying in bed, spontaneous plans, sitting on a rooftop
sunday: strawberry smoothies, golden hour, a soft feeling of wistfulness, lazy afternoons, 4pm naps, lofi mixes, deja vu, long daydreams, lighting sparklers
At breakfast one morning
Sirius: So, how is Hogwarts' prettiest boy doing this morning?
Remus: *doesn't look up from his book* I dunno - how are you?
Sirius:
Sirius: *voice cracking* fINE
(*)
“He was like a painting you wanted to burn so you could finally stop staring at it.”
— Krampuslauf, Holly Black | My True Love Gave to Me
Coffee boys: Organization, color-coded notes, never sleeping, writing all the time, people-watching in cafes, fountain pens, warm pullover sweaters, fidgeting allll the time
Tea boys: Warm fireplaces, soft fabric, gentle hands, contagious laughter, mom friend, cottages, cheek kisses, fluffy curly hair, trying to be strong for the sake of others, acoustic guitar
Hot chocolate boys: Getting easily excited, big hearts, holidays, loves winter, stays up too late, broad music taste, sees the good in people, D O G S, sometimes childish, kind of low self-esteem (even tho they’re perf)
Smoothie boys: Sunrises, every single fruit, pastels and bright colors, wants to travel, glittery highlighter, piano, probably has a really nice singing voice, patterned button-ups, lennon glasses
Water boys: Vegetarian, worrying too much, really caring about the environment, not using the internet that much, loving the ocean, soft-hearted, comfy flowing clothes, open-toed shoes
Milk boys: Minimalist aesthetic, slime videos, wishing it was spring, succulents, pink shirts, daydreaming a lot, brown eyes, loving hugs, hating gender roles, incredibly soft skin
Soda boys: Primary colors, always being hungry, giving advice to friends, cartoons, being super bubbly, movie marathons, fingerless gloves, knee-high socks
Slushy boys: Dyed hair, converse sneakers, painted nails, hyperactivity, neon colors, probably needs to shower, convenience stores at 1am, holding hands, adrenaline, holographic stuff
Person A: Charming, Intelligent, Can speak multiple languages, Straight A student
Person B: Loud, Obnoxious, Probably ate all the candy in the jar then guessed zero, Mega dork and proud
But also...
Person B: Compassionate, Scary threat when provoked, Very chill when mellow, Keeps things bottled up and fakes smiles to get through the day, Very tol
Person A: Standoffish, High and mighty complex, Angry at everything and everyone, Cries at everything, Emotionally stunted due to tragic past, Very smol but will fight you
Candy Jar ~ 2018 netflix
Candy Jar (2018)
Brian wanting to paint something awesome for noah and asking jude for help because let’s be honest the boy can’t even draw a straight line. And Jude gets so excited !!!! She gathers pamphlets and art books and tries to teach him a billion techniques he can’t even begin to comprehend and he’s just! so! lost! He spends a week working on 5 different sketches and “ohmygod jude they’re terrible, i’m terrible, i don’t know how you two do it, i should have sticked to sports. Do you think he’d like a signed ball??? Or maybe a telescope??” Oscar just laughs because god damn of course picasso would fall in love with a guy who can’t tell the difference between the color yellow and the color mustard. In the end, he ends up giving Noah a simple pencil drawing of him and noah star gazing with smudges all over bc he’s left handed and the struggle is real. he writes a tiny ‘i love you’ in the corner of the paper with a smiley face bc he’s a fucking dork like that and he’s so embarrased when he gives it to Noah like srsly he can’t even look at him. But even though it’s kinda terrible and it looks like it was done by a 9-year-old in sweetwine standards, Noah absolutely loves it. And late at night he stares at it and tries to hold back tears because jesus he has spent so much of his time drawing and painting the world and the people around him and no one besides his sister had ever taken the time to draw something JUST FOR HIM. and of course he spends the rest of the week grinning ,feeling like he’s walking on clouds and god he’s honestly considering having it framed????? and he’s so so glad he isn’t a horse because he loves that rock-collecting baseball-playing boy so damn much and he doesn’t know where he would be without him.
A thousand live bats fluttered from the walls and ceiling while a thousand more swooped over the tables in low black clouds, making the candles in the pumpkins stutter.