“ I Know What You’re Thinking. “Oh, No. Thor’s In A Cage. How Did This Happen?” Well, Sometimes

Loki, God of being polite.

types of students: flowers

rose: aesthetic notebooks, sad movies, writing a diary, written work, looking up ten or so new fonts every day, soft giggles, can be distracted easily, sweet, always helping other students

sunflower: extremely competitive, studies wherever, high motivation but sometimes no talent, does the talking in group presentations, asks the questions others are afraid to ask, going on walks to clear your mind

lily: reading the course material over and over until you get it, fairy lights, can be innocent, cries over bad grades, disorganized, wants to bujo but doesn’t know how, dancer, probably scared to ask for help

orchid: self-starter, cinephile, can do anything they set their mind to, vintage supplies, always returns what they borrowed, best friends with the librarian, soft voice, ink pens

daisy: natural, wants to change the world someday, vegetarian, activist, can change your mind in two seconds, genuine laughter, not wanting anybody to feel left out, reading extra books because you’re not feeling challenged enough, getting lost in crowds, europe travels

cherry blossom: doodles in the margin, always tries their best, needs a lot of validation sometimes, shy, borrowing your friend’s notes and their sweaters, chapstick, bringing hot chocolate to study groups, mom friends, super organized, smol bean

An introverted high school girl from a working-class background and her wealthy, debate-team nemesis can’t agree on anything. But when they’re forced to work together to compete in the state championship, they might discover opposites can attract. Candy Jar premieres on Netflix April 27, 2018. Trailer here.

my latest kink is timothée chalamet nodding his head to music bc DAMN SON HE LOOKS SO HOT WTF

Natalia Alianovna Romanova “I’ve got red in my ledger; I’d like to wipe it out.”

*I tried.

Lucy Liu Set It Up

Fest: RS Games 2016: Team Place

Author: imochan Rating: Teen Word Count: 3,540 Era: Multiple Eras

Summary: He supposes that this is what is expected of him, to sit here and listen to wetness sinking into the earth and remember how it felt when it was sunny, and there were four of them, and Sirius Black looked at him like he was a piece of the universe he wanted to understand so badly that he was willing to take Remus apart completely and then put him back together.

Comments: I want to wrap myself up in this beautiful writing. I could picture every detail so clearly; it felt like I was there, in that moment, with Remus. And don’t even get me started on that last scene, I just can’t with how perfect it was. I’d quote this whole fic if I could.

Favorite Lines: 

He comes upon it by accident then, very near to the old well. He steps out of the woods and there it is, like a little puff of air on the back of his neck, like a stinging slap on the cold meat of his cheek, like a spark of static electricity made from rubbing his sad and stockinged feet along the carpets of old memorial corridors.

“You don’t seem the type for petty revenge.”

“….Really? Not the type? Me? Like, two thirds of my personality is petty revenge.”

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Candy Jar (2018)