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Y’all okay with another types of boys post?

Backyard boys: Literal walking sunshine, golden glitter and freshly cut grass, summer barbecues on an open fire, they are the sweetest boys you will ever meet like they are sweeter than sweet tea, any gathering that has friends and family all together is the best thing to them

Tin boys: They seem cold and distant but they’re actually looking for someone who gets it, they walk to clear their head, they are a cold hard grey on the color scale, probably smells like a department store, act like nothing can hurt them but a lot does

Waterbottle boys: Freshly mowed football fields and old leatherman jackets, tries their best, has too many baseball cards, skinny jeans and plain tees, probably listens to hip-hop but don’t tell anyone, doesn’t drink anything but water, a walking student-athlete meme

Cookie boys: Is never out of the kitchen, always covered in flour or some other kind of baking material, makes the best cookies, can whip up recipes in 5 seconds flat, messy hair probably has batter in it, stressed out 24/7, whats sleep?????

Bowtie boys: 98% Mature 2% dad jokes, worn out vests, probably knows how to play at least two orchestra instruments, sings in the shower, walls covered in plans for the future, history buffs, acts like they know a lot about fashion but they’re honestly so confused

Dandelion boys: See the good in every situation, constantly changing something about them and striving to be the best person they can, only wears pastel shirts and leggings, says thank you to the bus driver, positive posts daily, their favorite holiday is new years, never gets angry except when they do watch out

Fire lily boys: Hot headed but speaks the truth, early mornings tending to plants, loves nature more than people, is a delicate bean be careful, plants > people, only wears old band tees and faded jeans, walls are probably covered in punk lyrics and quotes, stubborn as mule even when it comes to the simplest tasks, truly an enigma 

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

Person A: truth or dare?

Person B: *exasperated* truth

Person A: do you want to kiss me?

Person B: dare.

Person A: *leans in* I dare you to kiss me.

Person B: never have I ever-

Person A: ThAT’s NOt ThE gAMe

I read on an aesthetic post once, "it's pursuing science but desiring art"

I’m required to keep a journal for my honors class. It’s a nice little break from my engineering studies to do a little art. 

Person A: You know, I really look up to you.

Person B: Because you're short?

Hi have some more boys

Owl boys: Have you ever see them in the daylight? Probably not, can survive off minimal amounts of food, hot coffee for the soul, lives in pajamas, looks tired all the time that’s because they are, neutral face makes them look like a murderer, mood swings like winter wind

Six-string boys: Always have their nose in a notebook writing song lyrics, aspiring musician, they live in music shops, walls are covered in song lyrics their own and others, becomes entranced by the radio, has at least 2 guitars, can make a rhythm with almost nothing

Spray paint boys: Too many art supplies, tattoos and piercings, very punk aesthetic, always getting in trouble for nothing, paint covered skinny jeans, always wearing the same worn out hoodie many are convinced it’s their skin, walls covered in bumper stickers and paint

Cat boys: Music = life, comes off as a jerk but is actually too nice, but still be cautious because they will fight you, kindest smile, too sarcastic and sassy, leggings for days, problems with trust, laughs at corny jokes, acts like they are full of themselves but it’s actually just the opposite, cuddles™

Cereal box boys: Early birds, has at least four coexist stickers, has never been awake past 11 PM and has never been asleep past 8 AM, natural energy, long walks at dawn, books are better than humans, loose jeans and walking shoes is all they need, have a special spoon for cereal

Me: *former bookworm who hasn’t read more than one or two actual books in over a year*

Friend: Whatcha doin’?

Me: *unable to tear attention from particularly angsty fanfic* Nothing, just reading

Friend: Oh my god, how do you read all the time??! Is there anything you haven’t read?? I just can’t read! How many books did you read in the holidays??

Me: 😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫

Friend: Ten?? Twenty?!

Me: *after going home*

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.

I’m seeing this beautiful weather right now. It’s so pretty it’s giving me anxiety.