linn has a really expansive knowledge of movie and tv shows and all that bc watching them is all she ever does, so movie night is almost impoSSIBLE bc someone will suggest something and linn will almost always say “seen it, try again”
isak is the grumpy teenager of the flat, which means that everyone hates him and loves at the same time
which also means if something goes wrong, the first person to be blamed is alWAYS isak.
dirty dishes in the sink even though its not isak’s job to clean them? “isak you’re so LAZY clean them up!!”
bad smell in the house? “isak you’re such a BOY try and wear some deodorant once in a while"
any bad happens, ever????? ”jesus christ isak get ur life together"
saying isak! in an exasperated tone becomes a household meme
isak’s always defensive and irritated and doesn’t fix any of the problems out of pure spite (noora always gives in first)
being the grumpy teenager of the house also means that whenever isak says something stupid, the Roommates all shake their heads and exchange glances and say something along the lines of, “kids. you’ll understand once you’re older”
“wE’RE THE SAME AGE, NOORA.”
sometimes eskild will come into isak’s room and sit down even though isak cleARLY wants him to leave, and start talking about something and then linn will wander in and sit down as well, and then noora wants to join this impromptu flatmate meeting and they all sit and down for like an hour and the whole time isak’s just like !!!! get out of my room!!!!!!
noora doesn’t cook for anyone else in the house even though they all beg her to, she eats her gluten-free pasta with a pesto sauce, broccoli and chicken with a smile while the rest of the flat glares at her while eating ramen for the fourth time that week
eskild is a total slob, he’s the worst, he’s the kind of guy that will leave a half-eaten lunch on the table for days and when noora says, “aren’t you going to clean that up its disgusting??”, he responds, “well if it bothers you so much maybe you should clean it up, im perfectly fine living my life like this”
noora gets so pissed and yells at eskild, but she gives in after like two hours
speaking of getting laid
whenever eskild brings home a guy its always abrupt and followed by an awkward breakfast the morning after. no one congratulates him for getting laid (no matter how hot the guy is) just because they’re so pissed about how loud it was last night.
in contrast, whenever isak brings even over and it getS a little loud, the roommates are all smirks and have a good time last night, huh isak? and isak just wants to. die of embarrassment. its insufferable and whenever even joins them in the kitchen, noora and eskild will noT stop grinning like idiots and even knows eXACTLY whats going on but he plays dumb until isak is embarassed enough to kick them out.
the first time noora brings a guy home after william, everyone high fived her and were really proud of her. she was a bit embarassed but she didn’t protest when eskild made pancakes in celebration.
linn never brings anyone home mostly bc she rarely leaves home and the first time she did, everyone was so??? confused??? they were reduced to a bewildered silence (isak actually laughed out of disbelief when he saw the person leave linn’s room)
they all really love each other a lot and want to help each other but they also canT STAND EACH OTHER, its the worst, they’re the worst
they’re that dysfunctional families sitcoms dream of
and now even is a part of that family, and he’s constantly taken aback with all the weird interactions that the roommates have with each other and how they have?? a routine?? a system?? where they mostly ignore each other unless its to irritate or help each other?? its weird but even loves every second that he’s there.
I just think that he touches adam all the time and it’s not just a sexual or even necessarily romantic thing; it’s a “you’re here and important to me so I’m gonna touch you a lot because that’s one of the easiest ways for me to communicate” thing
when it’s really hot out adam will Suffer if they cuddle at night because ronan is one of those space heater type dudes. ronan insists on having like, one hand on him though (you know those people who need at least a corner of blanket on them to sleep no matter how hot it is - that’s ronan but with adam’s limbs)
speaking of summertime…..adam freckles a lot when he’s in the sun and ronan always has to point out the new ones when they appear. (”was this one here last year?” “idk why would I keep track of that” “wtf parrish you have the entire periodic table memorized and yet you don’t remember what your own shoulder looks like? freak”) (they’re both freaks)
I’ve mentioned this before but ronan is pretty much one of those dogs that doesn’t understand it’s way too big to sit in people’s laps
if adam ever gets like…a paper cut…ronan is THERE he’s like ok we need to fucking disinfect this let me help you
he also definitely DEFINITELY does the thing where one hand is sort of on the small of adam’s back sometimes when they’re in public together, not pulling him around or anything just making sure he’s still there (and to piss off homophobes lbr I could make an entire post abt the various ways ronan accomplishes that too)
(for his part, adam absolutely loves how freely and gently ronan touches. it’s completely unfamiliar and a little surprising to him at first - he’s gone a lot of his life without much in terms of positive physical contact - but after a few months of being with ronan he doesn’t know how he managed without it)
soft boyfriends! isak and even pt.2 bc we’re all upset and need something to look forward to
soft kisses on cheeks and foreheads and necks, even pressing his hand onto isak’s back, pushing him closer to him, them holding each other and isak smiling just a little bit because he never thought he could have this.
even learning that romance could also be crappy, cheap, barely thought-of dates like going out to mcdonalds at three am after staying up all night talking about the universe, getting burgers and milkshakes, wandering the city at night and laughing at each other bc they’re so scared of being mugged, yelling NAS lyrics to the sky
isak not smoking anymore because he knows it messes with even’s head, and because he knows if even sees him do it or smells it on his clothes even will want to do it again, and even though even insists that he doesn’t have to give it up, really, isak does.
isak says its bad for him anyways, could cause lung cancer. he pulls out a million different studies and uses it as justification. even knows the truth but he lets isak lie to him and, although he feels a bit guilty, he know he can’t change isak’s mind.
they find something else to relax together instead, like hot tea or putting on movies as background sound to their conversations
oh my god, the nicknames they give each other. “issy”, “evy”, all the gross things you can imagine. not in public, but in the quiet of the night, whispered for each other’s ears only.
sleeping together in the same bed, legs tangled together, hands trailing softly on hips and backs and arms, soft breaths, sometimes a smile
sometimes they get irritated and fed up with each other, but ends with a kiss and raised eyebrows, like “are you really sure you’re mad at me? what about now?, a reluctant ”….no" and a laugh from both of them.
even wrapping an arm around isak’s waist in public, small side-conversations and inside jokes and glances in the midst of the larger conversation, isak fixing even’s clothes when they’re lopsided, even ruffling isak’s hair and laughing at his complaints.
isak still says that even cares way more about his hair than he does
its true but even denies it
sharing clothes because they like the smell of each other, so much so that now there’s no item of clothing that has one distinct ISAK or EVEN smell, but a mix of the both
playful ribbing, long hours of playing fifa and trying to sabotage each other, being goofy and trying to piss each other off, even laughing so hard at isak’s defensiveness and attempts at insults that he can’t keep his eyes open
isak telling even when he needs him to stay. even rubs his back as they lie down together, and wipes away the tears, and doesn’t say anything, he lets isak speak when he wants and stay silent when he wants, because he know more than anything isak just needs someone there.
isak listening to even’s frustrations with mental illness. he sits through every rant of i just want to be fucking normal! and i can’t even control my own fucking mind! and i never wanted to hurt you or anyone but i just cant and sometimes it scares him how angry, how frustrated even is and sometimes it breaks his heart how he can’t help him anymore or ‘save’ him the way even wants to be saved, but he sits there and he listens and he says only you can feel what you feel and i’m always going to be here for you and this time he’s the one patting even’s back and holding him, because sometimes even needs him too.
late night texts that makes isak giggle into his phone, being greeted in the morning and saying goodnight with outdated memes, eskild and jonas catching isak grinning at his phone and calling him out for it.
they’re going to be ok, they’re going to be happy. i believe in them.
you're full of ideas and they're always amazing! you are so much smarter than you give yourself credit for, even though you try to appear like you're a bit of a daredevil, you don't always like to come too far out of your cozy little comfort zone. but I promise, if you come out a bit more you can experience so many exciting things, and your abilities will make you shine like a star in the night sky.
not only are you are a badass, you're also super cool. if there are any haters its only because they want to be like you - really though. you just have an aura about you that pulls people in and once they get to know you, they don't ever want to get away. people want to overindulge in you, and if that wears you out then take a break and don't feel bad about it, your friends know you'll come back at the end of the day.
you're not a two-faced backstabbing bitch, you are a beautiful person who struggles with having to listen to an angel and a devil on your shoulders all day, which I can only imagine is super tough but you've done an incredible job to even come all this way and you should be so proud of yourself, I know I am. and lets take a moment to appreciate how you can walk into a room and suddenly be everyone's best friend with your natural charm and easy-going nature. you could take a bullet in the chest and your smile won't even falter. you're so determined to get what you want and you're so passionate and just everything you do is admirable. keep going, you rock this world.
if we're being real here, you don't actually cry *that* much. this is what it is - you have so many emotions swirling inside of you and they are like a beautiful storm of bright lights. and you should continue to let that out and share that beauty with everyone! but even with all that, you can be pretty hardcore and you are so strong, inside that whirlpool is a fire than burns bright, you should show people your intense passions as well as your caring side.
you are amazing, and everyone around you knows it. if you're being too hard on yourself, lighten up a little because so far you've done everything right. everything happens for a reason, and if you feel guilty or sad about something just remember that your experiences have shaped who you are today - a beautiful, wonderful, magical creature with sparkling eyes, a loving soul and fabulous hair.
you work so hard to be on top of the game and I know how stressful that can be, but trust me when I'm saying that if you're doing the best you can, please don't push yourself any further. I'm sure you know what it feels like to get 3 hours sleep only to just scrape everything in on time, but you're doing just fine and please remember to reach out to your friends and loved ones and talk about how youre feeling. honestly, letting out any negativity makes you feel so, so much better, and you deserve the best.
it's not that you're indecisive, you just like to weigh out all the pros and cons of a situation before you go into something - which is such a good idea, and I admire you for that. I bet you wish you had a crystal ball and could see the future to know how your decisions will turn out, huh? but the reality is that you should stop worrying about about the future and live in the moment. if you're not focusing on the present, you won't get to where you want to be in the future, and we definitely don't want to see you somewhere where your talents aren't being showcased.
your personality is just so magnetic and you're so hypnotic, so many people absolutely adore you and would do anything for you - but sometimes they might not be 100% certain that the feelings are mutual. now, I know you love your friends and family so, so much with a fiercely strong love, but would it kill you to tell people that you love them and how you're feeling sometimes? everyone is here to help you and guide you on your journey to reaching the stars, but you can't build your rocket ship without the help of others.
you are incredible and so smart, it actually makes people stop in their tracks when you open your mouth and spout some beautiful, philosophical words of wisdom. or even just opening your mouth to say anything. everything about you is great but I'm not sure you appreciate yourself as much as you should. all the friends you have who love you should be an indication of how great you are. if you don't learn to love yourself, you might not be able to see through and out of your own little bubble and actually notice how much people care about you. because they care so, so much. don't you ever doubt that.
your motto is work hard and don't take shortcuts, which is amazing and everyone admires you for that. it takes a lot of hard work and dedication to be you, and even if nobody mentions it, everyone is impressed. you're gonna go far, kid. but know that even if you're stuck in a rut right now you just need to jump a little higher and climb out. if you're stressed, talk to someone you trust and just open up and tell them what youre feeling. help them help you, and everything will be okay.
we're not emotionless, we have a lot of feelings and we just choose not to express them because we're scared of people being overwhelmed by us, and we like to trust someone 100% before we open up. and there is nothing wrong with that. you're so good at listening to people's problems/how they feel and your advice is 10/10, but if you don't take time to talk to people about how you're feeling, you bottle everything up and one day it'll get so full that the lid will burst - and I know you're afraid of letting out all your feelings in one go, I definitely am. the only way around that is to let it out, bit by bit, slowly and over the years, to maintain your composure and sanity. and nobody will see you any different or judge you if you open up to them.
you're passionate, your creativity is out of this world, you're so good at helping people and you don't have a selfish bone in your body. you're always so up for helping people, and that is amazing! you're compassionate like no other, and your ideas are off-the-charts crazy cool. and you're not weak! you are perfectly capable of putting up your barriers, you just like to trust people enough to keep them down a lot of the time. and you're definitely not weak either, you've probably lived through some heartbreaking experiences, and you're still able to walk around with your head up and your heart open. now thats real strength.
You’ve given me the most beautiful memories and I love you so much even though you don’t feel that way about me anymore. I know for a fact that i’m still in love and nothing can change that and i’d take you back in a heartbeat but that’s not what you want and that’s okay. i’ll just love you from a distance then.
This is a really late birthday present for @fleet-of-fandom-ships@lonestorm and @wordsofawitheringwriter I wrote all this last night at midnight and it has no editing or anything so sorry for all the mistakes that are bound to be in there. Anyway, without further ad, the end after END. (beware angst)
Lucy browsed through the little market. She mentally checked off items that she needed as she put them in her her bag. One item after another, she did this every saturday, refilling the things she went through in a week. She nodded to the shop keeper, they both knew each other well enough. He even gave her a discount, every single time. Lucy wasn’t sure if it was because of her situation or if it was because of her still very present good looks.
Either way she was happy for the discount. She moved on to the next stand, than the next, and then to the final one. Once she had everything paid for and packed away in her bag she started walking home.
Down the street, across the canal she stopped. The building that stood before her was much more worn than when she first came to Magnolia. There were cracks in the paint, chips in the door, broken roof tiles, but it still stood. But this was not Lucy’s destination.
She patted the door frame, which she swore that it was only used by her and her landlady. None of her friends used it.
reminder that isak and even have their own sides of the bed. aside from when theyre laying wrapped around each other in a tangled mess, as close to one another as possible. and lets be real: thats 85% of the time. but even’s side is still the left, and isak’s the right. since the very first night together after the pool kiss. and even always sleeps on isak’s favorite pillow. anyway, it doesnt really matter to isak what pillow he has anymore, as long as he can bury his nose into evens fluffy hair each night. or feel even’s deep breaths against his neck.
reminder that isak gets woken up by evens soft kisses on his neck and shoulder almost every morning they sleep together. isak is REALLY bad at mornings, its an everlasting struggle to open his eyes before 1pm, but it got a little bit less horrible after meeting even. no he even (its funny everytime) likes it now. dont get me wrong though. even still has to struggle for at least 40 minutes to get isak out of the bed. if its a school day. an hour if its the weekend.
but he loves it nonetheless. and isak does too. because they love each other more than they ever thought they could love anyone. and nothing involving the other person can ever be unbearable.
So, I finally completed watching all of SU. Even though I was somewhat keeping up with the newer episodes, I had skipped a few back in S1, which as of last night, I corrected. And it’s just so amazing to me that this show is as moving as it is (not to mention boundary-pushing), especially with its “kid-friendly” vibe and its short episodes. I really have nothing but praises to sing for SU.
I was thinking about the one episode that gets me the most, and I decided that it’s “The Test.”
Here, Steven is reminded of the one time he messed up a mission by leaving a statue behind, but when Pearl goes to reassure him, she accidentally lets it slip that the mission hadn’t been truly important…more of a test for him. And I mean, we all see where the Gems are coming from: they’re doing some seriously dangerous shit and they’ve got this half-human half-gem kid that they don’t fully understand, and he doesn’t have thousands of years of experience. Of course bringing him onto a really dangerous mission is a high risk.
But that doesn’t mean finding out they’ve been testing him isn’t a total knock to Steven’s confidence. To make up for it, he demands another test and the Gems set up an intricate obstacle course. Unfortunately, he discovers the obstacles are rigged and there was no way for him to fail, or even to get hurt:
Steven eventually climbs to the top of the testing grounds after finding it was all fake and is overly embarrassed by the sham of it. He begins to despair at their continual infantilization of him:
But gets interrupted when he hears the Gems talking. They’re waiting at the finish line, wondering what’s keeping him held up.
There’s something just so tragic about this imagery to me, because of like, how exciting they’re trying to make it for him. They set this up for one purpose only: to keep Steven’s confidence high. It’s clear how much they love him, but what becomes even clearer is how unsure they are about raising him. The episode beautifully shifts from being about Steven’s lack of confidence to the Gems’.
melee fan :
Melee was a beautiful accident. Its speed, precision, subtlties, and depth are unmatched by any other game ive ever played. It allows for endless amounts of possibilities and creativity. Even though melee is so old people are still doing new things, and its fan base is so dedicated because it is unlike any other game. If you havent played melee you should really spend a lot of time with it before you try to make any judgements about it. A lot of the hate melee gets is because someone will play the game once then say its too hard and quit. Their is so much to learn about the game. Even long time veterans are still learning and improving today. So if you are going to give melee a shot i would spend a lot of time in the game.
It’s not often Rosa Diaz finds herself without company on a Friday night in Shaw’s. In fact, the phenomenon is so rare that she can’t even really remember how long it’s been; she’s got a vague memory of storming out of McGinley’s office, furious (though now she has no idea what for), blowing Jake’s offer to take her midnight laser tagging completely off as she stomped out of the precinct. She’d come here blindly, planted herself at a booth alone in the back, her only companions her glass and her bottle of whiskey. If anyone in the bar knew her, they knew her well enough to stay away.
The situation on this particular Friday night doesn’t look exceptionally different - same glass, same brand of whiskey, just one booth over from the one before - but Rosa’s not particularly angry at the present moment. She turns her half-empty glass slowly atop the table, trying to sharpen her focus down to the smeared rings of water left behind by the glass’s condensation in an attempt to drown out her racing thoughts.
She’s been at this for three hours now, and so far, it’s not working.
Because no matter how hard she focuses (she can feel the tension headache forming above her left temple) or how much she drinks (she’s halfway through the bottle, thank you very much), she just can’t seem to banish Jake Peralta from her mind.
And it’s so strange, really, because it’s not like he took up a huge space in her daily thoughts before. But now that he’s gone - gone undercover, for god only knows how long - she’s starting to realize just how much he’s permeated the nooks and crannies of her life. Who’s gonna remind Gina to ease up on Charles during lunch every day? Who’s gonna remind Santiago to chill every time she gets all weird and panicky? And who the hell is gonna throw balled up post-it notes into Hitchcock and Scully’s gaping mouths when they fall asleep at their desks?
It’s the little things, she decides, that she’s going to miss the most. Not that deep-seated, aching kind of miss, but rather the quieter kind, the kind that make her pause in the middle of whatever she’s doing, a faintly melancholic nostalgia washing over her for only the briefest of moments. He’s been a damn constant in her life since the academy; she can always count on at least one text a day from him, even though she never, ever responds.
Imagine Izuru and Korekiyo (seperately) doing something with their hair at night so it wont be the second coming of the Tragedy in the morning. What do they do? (like simple/fancy braids, just a ponytail, have (x) character do it for them, etc etc..)
Aww this was really cute! Izuru’s hair is probably the second coming of the Tragedy all day every day though :’)
This is just an insignificantly significant reminder that I love and respect Kim Seokjin in his entirety, everything he’s done for Bangtan, and the way he carries himself as a human being for both ARMYs and anyone around him.
Holding Hands: Write about the first time a couple held hands.
It was a rather chilly night in Brooklyn; Raphael and Simon had just left the movie theater in which they enjoyed a movie together. I guess you could say it was like their first date… But neither of them outright called it such. Simon had begun his rambling, harshly critiquing the film although also beaming about how wonderful it was. He mentioned once or twice how wonderful it was to spend time with Raphael, even if they couldn’t really talk. He also told Raphael that the movie was even better because he had someone there by his side. Although Simon stuttered when saying these words, Raphael knew it was just because he was a bit flustered to saw such things. Simon continued to go on and on about the film for a few minutes before he was abruptly interrupted by his date. “You don’t ever stop talking, do you?” Simon fell silent, a slightly hurt expression on his face which made him look like a kicked puppy. The pair continued to walk down the street, both Simon and Raphael staying quiet for quite a while. Nearly five minutes after, Raphael glanced at the gangly man and opened his mouth to break the silence he had caused. “I was waiting to ask you something.. But you wouldn’t shut up.” Simon scrunched his nose and muttered an apology, fiddling with the sleeve of his white button-up. Raphael examined his expression for a moment, admiring his facial structure and the way the moonlight made him shine. Almost like a star. “Could we…” Raphael trailed off, averting his gaze once Simon looked up to him. Simon noticed his reluctance and stopped in his tracks, causing the elder of the two to stop as well. Simon tilted his head to the side in curiosity, only slightly afraid of what his date was about to ask. “Could we hold hands?” Raphael finally asked. Simon looked surprised, but not at all upset or displeased with the question. If anything, he was actually a bit flattered. His cheeks flushed red, but he couldn’t hide the bright smile forming on his face. Raphael nodded slowly, biting his lip as though he weren’t sure about his own request. He destroys everything he touches. What if he destroys Simon? He didn’t want to think about that. He forced the thought to the back of his mind and offered his hand to Simon. Slender fingers linked with his and it felt warm. It made Raphael’s heart beat a bit quicker and made the blush on Simon’s face darken. (Which only got worse when Raphael confessed he liked the colour red on him.) Raphael allowed a content sigh to slip past his lips, pleased that he had finally gotten what he wanted and they could finally continue the walk home again. Simon would occasionally give Raphael’s hand a gentle squeeze, and Raphael would return it each-time.
They looked like a real couple. Simon felt like they were a real couple. ..And he could only hope Raphael felt the same.
20th of Sunday March, thats when I couldn’t take it, I cut myself repeatedly on the legs and arms, I struggled breathing, holding back tears. 21st of Monday the school found out they called me in and talked to me, after that they then called my mother. I had maths next I couldn’t bear it, my teacher wouldn’t let me leave even though I was breaking with tears falling down my face. All what comforted me that lesson was my friend. When I got home my mum didnt understand, she got angry and I got upset. I didnt tell her the reason until she pulled me out of the house to go food shopping. I was sat in the car, crying, trying to explain to her why i hate myself so much. She understood more but not really. She thinks the feeling I have the hate for myself has gone but it hasn’t, its their day and night rain or shine. Ever since that day I cant stop thinking about hurting myself but I cant I just cant hurt anyone else by doing it. Well the thing im trying to say is never start cause when you start there’s no escape.
I pictured myself falling into your arms and I felt better somehow. Even though I might never be able to do it again, the thought of you catching me gives me a feeling of security that I can’t explain. For someone that shuts down periodically, it’s a really comforting thought.