And Yet… Set It Up (2018) Dir. Claire Scanlon

me: *patiently waiting for talented people to start writing “fbi agent watching me AU” fanfics of my otps*

fbi agent watching me:

SLYTHERIN: “I know my value. Anyone else’s opinion doesn’t really matter.” –Michele Fazekas + Tara Butters (Peggy Carter: Agent Carter: Valediction)

“No woman can resist a man with tidal waves and earthquakes beneath his skin”

— Jandy Nelson, I’ll Give You the Sun

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 

“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

Candy Jar ~ 2018 netflix

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.

Me as a fic writer: I better throw in some plot and other characters so the story isn’t too one dimensional 

Me as a fic reader: 

“Never saw one without the other, did you?” 

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