Leather jacket - Messy hair, earbuds are always in and usually glares at you from across the room, but mostly just for aesthetic. A very loyal friend and always down for an adventure
Trenchcoat - Keeps to themselves, is bloody brilliant but never lets you know, very logical and a bit hesitant to do something dangerous. Can formulate a sure-fire plan like nobody’s business.
Bomber - Super hot and oh-so sarcastic. Rebellious at night, but pretty chill during the day. Causes trouble and looks great while doing it
Rain coat - Very playful and fun to be around. Will sit with you outside on any day, sun or rain, and loves plants and flowers. Probably collects succulents or something
Jean jacket - Crazy-good artist, and never leaves the house without art supplies. Won’t let you see their work because they don’t think it looks any good, but in actuality it’s pretty amazing
Tracksuit - Wears sporty clothing, but only for comfort. Never actually leaves the house, lives off of Cheez-Its and Ramen noodles, and surfs the internet at all times. A true homebody who can binge an entire Netflix series in two days
Military jacket - Usually very sweet, but will murder anyone who looks at their friends the wrong way. A bit clingy, but it’s just because they love you. Will defend their opinions and the people they care about, loyal to the very end
Hoodie - Major douchebag, practically a fuqboi/girl, nobody trusts them. Makes up lies about you for the drama, doesn’t know when to leave someone alone. Calls themselves “trash”
Pea coat - Super stylish and kind of talkative, and will always help someone with a fashion crisis. A bit loud and can’t keep a secret, but will never turn their back on you
Windbreaker - The sporty one who can outrun literally everybody, and there is absolutely no sport they won’t dominate at. Super nice, will stay with you as you finish that extra lap, or gives you pointers on shooting hoops, a great friend who never breaks a sweat
types of people
2am - city lights from a high rise, dusty book piles, tired eyes, writing stories, indie concerts, procrastination, denim jackets, classic movies, writing in a diary, impulse shopping, plants on the window ledge
5am - evening drives, dark circles under eyes, neon lights, vivid dreams, broken handwriting, 90s music, leather jackets, tousled hair, late night phone calls, silver necklaces, flannel around their waist
10am - soft blankets, lover of routine, acoustic songs, good grades, bullet journals, pastels and plants, sweet coffee, freshly baked bread, cat washi tape, cozy apartment, long winter coats over turtle neck jumpers, tote bags
1pm - yellow socks, doodles, doc martens, strawberries in the garden, sunflower daydreams, pictures of clouds and best friends, a handful of flowers, peach slices, paint smears on clothes
5pm - gold sunlight, peach ice tea, whispered secrets, swimming in the lake, roses on the wall, french pastries, learning foreign words, soft voices, bike rides and summer picnics, wax stamped envelopes
7pm - dreamy sunsets, evening laughter, cursive handwriting, glossy makeup, soft lighting, photo booths, cherry ice cream, sparkling ocean waves, vintage mirrors, sweet tangerines on a balcony, flowers in a bath
11pm - scented candles, unwanted nostalgia, existential questions, sadness without reason, sitting in the dark and watching the stars, associating songs with past lovers, soft heart, oversized jumpers
cherry: patterned tops, lime soda, brunches with cupcakes and tea, ankle socks, sunlight, bottlebrush trees, hairbands, dogs
kajal: denim jackets, smoky makeup, scarves, monochrome, 3am research rabbit holes, cats, chapstick, earphones
blue: evening walks, buns, paintbrushes, tiny lil smiles, big jumpers, star-gazing via phone apps, sheet music, minty breath, crystal showpieces
cinnamon: leafy potted plants, journalling, afternoon light, book lists, foggy glasses, breakfast in bed, delicate tea cups, skincare routine
sunbeam: messy hair, warm hugs, athletics, movie marathons, muddy shoes, comfy shorts, high-fives, sitting on the grass on summer mornings
satin: baby’s breath bouquets, cursive, striped shirts, record player, nude lipsticks, coffee stains, photography, old guitar
energy: short hair, friendly waves, tree-climbing, hearty laughter, strong arms, polo shirts, workout videos, rolled-up jeans, soda n chips
wintry: organization system, candles, math books and calculators, fidgeting, diaries, body lotion, shy smiles, puffy winter socks
*when you’re reading fanfic and forget that you’re in public*
Fest: RS Games 2015: Team Star
Author: imochan (on ao3) Rating: R/NC-17 Word Count: 18,243 Era: Post-Hogwarts
Summary: A welcome overstayed, a funeral at the farmhouse, a diary, a welcome overstayed (again), and a long walk over the hills.
Comments: Based on the summary, I expected this to be a very angsty story. But my goodness, was it beautiful, and though a little sadness runs through it, ends up mostly happy. I’m kind of in awe at how the author set this tone for the entire piece; it was as if I was experiencing the same stomach-fluttering and heart-clenching feelings as Sirius as I read it. I also thought the bits of Remus’ mother’s diary were perfect, gorgeous bits of writing (see below). I can’t even properly express how much I loved this fic. Another one of my absolute favorite pieces, from the Games and in general, I think.
Favorite Lines:
He is in love. It hurts him.
I wonder if he had ever fathomed this. If he ever watched his friends tumble into the orbits of one another, watched them dissolve into that helpless wonder at the size of their own hearts, and if he had thought: no, not that for me. Unnecessary, maybe, or even more so: impossible. Because of what we had told him.
I think he must be hurting, though. He is different, and he is in love. And perhaps he has been startled by the force of it.
Neil deGrasse Tyson Discussing the Need for More Diverse Professions in Government.
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Candy Jar ~ 2018 netflix
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
“I love staring out the window. New York, it’s like a candy jar - watching people is so phenomenal. Looking at [the couple at the next table] right now, you can tell so much by what they order or their body language. I just find that really fun. It’s kind of like being a detective a little bit.” - Sebastian Stan
1x20 // 13x09