My Whole Life I Hated You. Not Because I Knew You But Because I Thought You Hated Me Too.

*when you stay up all night reading fluffy fics*

types of women

ivy women - always the first to laugh and the first cry. can be cruel — a tongue sharp with thorns, mocking laughter, an envious gaze. can be unexpectedly kind - soft remarks of beauty and love, warm hugs, even warmer smiles. always trying to become a better person than she was the day before. love on her is as vibrant as the world is verdant after rain. blooming and fleeting.

marble women - a perfectly polished smile and ruthless ambition. seemingly coarse and untouchable — a geode’s facade. has turned her ribcage into a casket for her glass heart. never warm and sometimes merciless, but fiercely protective of the few she cares for. love in the form of a kiss to the corner of your lips poised but honest.

cloud women - soft hands that seem to be everywhere at once. on your shoulder, hip, thigh, chin, cheeks. she is gentle and sweet, but frustratingly naïve. convinced that the world will be as kind to her as she is to it. her habit of taking care of strays draws you to her - it feels as though she can take the loneliness out of the lost. a pure love that fades too fast, slipping between your fingers like it’s made of air.

lavender women - gentle eyes and fluttering lashes. carrying herself with such a natural grace it seems as though she is floating. has devoted herself to being something soft in a world that is not — a feathery touch with a strong embrace. she has known suffering and become kinder for it, has a desire to ensure no one will feel the same pains she has. she freely offers her love and her shoulder to those who need it.

DESPERADO, by fluorescentgrey

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 75,561 Type: Non-Magic!AU, Western!AU

Summary: West Texas, 1861. “I’m unsure when we elected to hand the reigns of this operation over to a hophead felon and a bottom-tier bounty hunter.”

Warnings: Drug use/addiction, character death, graphic depictions of violence

Comments: Where did this glorious, epic fic come from?? I’m not usually one for Western AUs, but this author avoids the tacky romanticization of the West and instead grounds the fic in gritty realism. There’s no shying away from the drugs and violence that outlaw!remus and bounty hunter!sirius experience. Canon elements were so brilliantly mirrored with Riddle’s smuggling operation (Bellatrix was a favorite) and the suspicion surrounding a spy in their group. There’s also a certain satisfaction I get from reading a fic so well researched. I was so enveloped in this world from start to finish; I definitely think this fic needs more love.

Gods as Types of People At a Wedding

Artemis: the aunt who gives crisp, short and sweet advice to the couple and keeps her visits short; she is hardly seen at weddings since she avoids all kinds of love and romance but will make the trip if someone close to her is getting married; she is a sucker for outdoor weddings and blesses those couples who remember to not litter after the wedding is over.

Athena: she is often seen along with Artemis and is known to give away valuable advice to the newly weds for a long and happy married life; she is also the person who approves of the wedding beforehand and helps the newly weds in making all the arrangement before the ceremony begins; as the bride leaves to walk down the aisle, Athena whispers soothing words to calm the bride down.

Aphrodite: she is that lady who’s always shipping people at the weddings and is eagerly waiting for upcoming couples to seek her blessings and gives them tips on loving her to the fullest; she loves the fancy weddings and is aunt who often cries because of how beautiful the couple is; she often says ‘I told you so’ when the two people who she ships are together in the end; all the bachelors try to impress her and she laughs it off.

Hestia: the aunt who’s always looking younger than she actually is; she is always forgotten at the weddings until one of the parents of the couple reels her in and she politely says hello and wishes the couple good luck; she rarely dances and if she does, she just twirls and bows down politely.

Dionysus: the uncle who comes to the party for the drinks; he ends up embarrassing the couple in his drunk state by telling stupid things that they did when they were little; somebody has to drag him home when the wedding’s over and he always asks the person if it’s their wedding; the first person to dunk the couple’s heads in the cake; fun to talk to when he’s revealing everything; often criticises the wine that the couple has chosen for the guests to drink at the wedding.

Apollo: the uncle who never leaves the music area; he’s often singing for the couple instead of the raising a toast and always chooses a romantic, hit song for their first dance; sometimes he sobs at how beautifully he has sung the song and the guests are already drowning in their tears; Artemis often has to pull him away before the people kill themselves over his voice; blesses the couple with warm, cozy sun rays; crashes weddings with Hermes; women drool over him and he flirts them, leading them on, not before Hermes has to pull him away.

Hermes: makes it a point to have a grand entrance; walks arm-in-arm with Apollo and dances his way to the couple; has an aura of light headedness and is always keeping the atmosphere light by cracking decent jokes; helps the couple design the invitation cards; winks and makes inside jokes with the newly weds; usually drags away Dionysus and curses when he throws up in Apollo’s car since the three of them travel back in his Maserati; steals something or the other and takes it with him as a memoir of the couple’s wedding; crashes weddings with Apollo.

Hades: is seen complaining and grumbling at weddings since Persephone forced him to come along; blesses the couple first so that he can go home early; doesn’t touch flowers cause they decay when he touches them and then they wilt and die and Persephone starts weeping; always wears a black tuxedo and brings along his phone and headphones so that he can listen to music while the others dance; twirls Persephone around for the sake of it and hugs her awkwardly when the couple kisses because he needs love but will not admit it.

Hepahestus: usually sits with Hestia at the back and will exchange views on fire and furnace and metals and crafts if they have nothing to do; Artemis and Athena sit with them, drinking cold water or carbonated drinks if absolutely necessary; the shy guy and the silent one too; manages to clean up for the wedding though and rarely smiles when he takes a picture with the newly weds; gifts them amazing things though.

Ares: pounds the table when the couple kisses and exchange vows; the most enthusiastic person and the most hot tempered one too at the wedding; takes his girlfriend Aphrodite for a dance and dances quite elegantly to everyone’s surprise; gives the couple tips on how to wrestle and kill each other if they ever fight; hugs the hell out of the two and Apollo, Dionysus and Hermes.

@love-to-love-love @godly-metals @godlyflowerlady @hades-hates-demeter @make-america-grape-again @suns-out–buns-out @knowledgeable-goddess @god-o-war @hermeslovesyou

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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.

Pietro Maximoff “You didn’t see that coming?” *I tried.

So I just watched Candy Jar on Netflix and God damnit it was so cute and sad. It pulled at my heartstrings so many different ways ah.

grey- earbuds in, doesn’t talk, disappearing randomly, always busy, tired face, hard outside soft inside.

yellow- bright eyes, cheerful grin, quick winks, tattered converse, warm heart, city parks, close friends.

blue- denim jackets, patterned socks, messy hair, knowing looks, full coffee mug, roaming the sidewalks.

red- angry glare, strong feelings, ripped jeans, combat boots, leather jackets, bruised knuckles, record stores.

brown- deep eyes, full of stories, old soul, sipping tea, soft skin, vintage clothes, thrift shops, flannel shirts.

green- smoothies, splattered jeans, paintbrush in hand, art museums, road trips, pressed flowers.

I know this is not gonna sound how I mean it to sound…