just talk normally

I’m an observer. I stay quiet, lowkey, taking in everything I can. Stolen glances, facial expressions, the way our eyes can light up, or as if there’s a whole universe imbedded in them. I pay attention when you think no one is looking, that’s when you learn the most about someone. The little mannerisms that make everyone so unique. I’m fascinated by the way people interact with each other. How someone looks at the person they love when their talking about their day. How completely focused and consumed a person is when reading a good book. The way you can tell how much hardship the world has put someone through when they talk about pain. How trusting someone is by how much they share about themselves because they’ve never been hurt. I feel disconnected from most people I come across, and I’m a very good judge of character because of this. Every conversation I engage myself in you may think it’s just a normal talk, but I analyze every single aspect of it. I notice the little things that mean so much to me.

ADHD is so weird how it switches itself up on you. Like, some days I’m watching Netflix but it’s not enough stimulation so I have to be on Tumblr while watching the show to not be bored. And other days if my dad and sister are just talking at a normal volume while I’m trying to read, it stresses me out and puts me on edge to the point where I feel physically nauseous and end up snapping at someone because I’m too irritable. Like, why?

I wrote this at 1am last night (while I was sleep deprived and couldn’t sleep) and then saved this in my drafts, so let that be both an explanation and an apology for this Mess™

It’s the sound of voices that draws Andrew into wakefulness. They creep into his mind like vines and coax him away from the bliss of sleep. The temptation to shake them is a hard fought but losing battle. His head still feels hazy and fogged over, but it’s easy enough to place the owners of the hushed tones. 

“You wake them up.” 

“No way. You wake them up.” 

There’s a pause. 

“Rock, paper, scissors?” 

“You’re on.” 

Andrew opens his eyes just in time to see Matt hit his rock over Nicky’s scissors. Matt shoves his fist in the air in a silent victory cheer while Nicky lets out a quiet curse. He turns back towards the seat with dejected shoulders, his face a mix of fear and dread, but when he makes eye contact with Andrew, it quickly morphs into relief. 

“Oh, thank god. I really didn’t want to losing a limb.” 

“We’re at a rest stop,” Matt says when he also notices Andrew is awake. “Coach says we’re still a few hours out from PSU though.” 

“It’ll be morning by the time we make it back,” Nicky chimes in. 

Andrew doesn’t say anything, but neither Nicky or Matt look interested in garnering a response. Their apparent job done, both backliners turn on their heels and head back up towards the front of the bus. 

“Was’goingon?” Neil mumbles from Andrew’s right. 

Neil has his legs pulled up onto the seat, his body curled up but slumped against Andrew. His head is tucked up against Andrew’s shoulder, and his fingers are still loosely intertwined with Andrew’s own. Andrew turns his head to look down at the striker. 

“Comfortable?” 

“Actually, yeah.”

Neil shifts, his body folding up even more towards Andrew and his cheek scraping along Andrew’s shoulder. He lets out a breath and closes his eyes again. The air around them is quiet with all the Foxes off the bus, and Andrew watches the way the streetlamps bleeding in through the windows fall across the crisscross scars of Neil’s cheek, the way the light weaves with the smattering of freckles there. 

Neil’s eyes peel back open after a minute, and they narrow curiously as he watches Andrew. Andrew quirks an eyebrow in a silent question of his own.

“I just figured you’d have shoved me to the floor by now,” Neil says. 

“I take pride in being unpredictable.” 

Neil hums in response and another moment passes in silence. 

“Wait. Are we stopped?” 

“Rest stop,” Andrew explains. 

“Oh,” Neil says, sitting up fully and rubbing at his eyes. “I should probably get some coffee then. Did you want one?” He doesn’t even give Andrew a chance to answer, already nodding. “I’ll get you one.” 

Neil uses the seat in front of them to pull himself up, taking a moment to stretch out his cramped limbs. He scrubs a hand down his face and drags his feet up the aisle. Andrew follows him off the bus, digging his pack of cigarettes out of his pocket as they head down the stairs. Neil veers off to the rest stop building for coffee, and Andrew lights his cigarette, eyes sweeping across the few Foxes stretching their legs in the parking lot. He spots Nicky speaking to some freshman he can’t be bothered to learn the name of and heads over to the two. 

Once Andrew is standing in front of them, he holds his hand out towards his cousin. Nicky glances down at Andrew’s empty palm before dancing back to his face. 

“What?” Nicky asks, feigning an innocence no one believes. 

Andrew doesn’t say anything, just keeps his arm outstretched and quirks an eyebrow. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

“Nicky.” 

“It’s a cute picture, okay!” 

Andrew is considering prying away the phone clutched to Nicky’s chest when Neil returns. The striker presses a cup of coffee into Andrew’s outstretched hand, but Andrew merely takes a sip before switching it to his other and re-extending his hand. This time, Nicky’s eyes dart between the hand and Andrew’s unimpressed expression before he turns on Neil with a pleading look. 

“Neil. My favorite person. Please tell your boyfriend not to murder me.” 

“Well,” Neil says, taking a sip of his own coffee. “Do you deserve it?” 

// Send me prompts! //

ooc: “In Back to the Future, Marty McFly is very frustrated, and he expresses it with, you know, that “UUUUHHHHAAAAHHHH” sound. Here is a compilation of every time he does it in the first film.” 

Leila showed this to me at work yesterday and was on the floor laughing so I had to post it here. It’s very important to this blog.

Dumbledore and all the deep shit he’s always saying--

Dumbledore: For in dreams we enter a world that is entirely our own; let them swim in the deepest ocean and glide over the highest cloud–

Snape: lol wat


Dumbledore: To the well organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.

Harry: omg I don’t want to go on this adventure


Dumblefore: I am not worried Harry. I am with you.

Harry: i’m 16 pls be a little worried


Dumbledore: Differences of habit and language are nothing at all if our aims are identical and our hearts are open

Krum: vot did he said?

TBH ENTP #106

I’ve given up. I don’t care about hiding it anymore. I talk to myself. Outloud. All of the time. Normal Volume. Full blown out conversations with myself. In grocery store aisles. At the library. Walking to work. In the restrooms. At work. Around other people. In the car. I have a lot to say to myself, and it must be heard. 

A Klance HC

•Lance talks really fast
•like really really fast
•he only gets faster as you get to know him/he gets comfortable around you
•no one can keep up with him
•Shiro often has to ask him to slow down
•as Keith starts to like Lance he getts better at hearing what he says when he talks fast
•one time as Lance is talking at light speed and the team is lost™
•Lance takes a deep breath to repeat himself aaaand
• wait.. what?? Keith is repeating what Lance said word for word???? He understood????
•the team is suprised but Lance…
•Lance is shook™
•he starts talking towards Keith more
•then just staigh up talks TO Keith more
•at first keith just talks back normal
•but as time goes by!!!
•Keith starts talking faster!!
•Pidge will walk into a room to see them practically rapping at each other
•they never seem to run out of things to say
•even tho you would think they would with how fast their conversations are
•they get to know each other
•they both came out to eachother in the middle of a fast conversion
•all though the conversation moved on quickly they both kept thinking about it cause!!!!
•!!!! Its always exciting to find another lgbt friend!!!!
•and the mutual pinning is real at this point
•they take turns word vomiting about their favorite thing™
•the only time they slow down is when they talk about something serious or if they are really tired
•their slow talking is everyone elses fast talking
•idk thats all I got
•I don’t know where I was going with this
•so yeah…
•fast taking Klance

Game’s on!

Reader x Klaus Mikaelson

(NOT MY GIF)

Imagine: Klaus gets super jealous over you and you decide to punish, in a very hot way, him for almost murdering your best friend Stefan.

*requested

*smut, so read carefully

Word Count: 1577

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A character that I feel doesn’t get enough love is dear princess Sharena.

I see so much people shitting on Sharena because apparently she’s not such a good unit (I don’t know man, she fights pretty well for me), and that is understandable…I guess. I do wish she has a critical attack :/

What I love about Sharena though is that she wants to get to know the Summoner. Well, everyone does XD But for Sharena, her way is talking. It’s not going to the library, or accompanying them in their patrols, or having them rest on laps, or going out for a drink. It’s talking. Just the normal route.

I myself don’t prefer to talk to people, but I feel that with Sharena, she’ll carry the conversation and will react happily to anything you say. Also, she’s a good listener, which means that she’ll actually pay attention to what you say and will be there for you if you need to vent.

Sharena is very friendly. She wants to become friends with all the heroes the Summoner summons, and I can see her actually chatting it up with Lissa or Eldigan or Olivia or Gaius or Ogma or Nowi or Selena or Owain or Eliwood… Basically any hero. I just think that’s amazing of her.

It maybe because I do this too that I like this about Sharena. Any hero I summon, I take in with open arms. I don’t care what rarity they are or if they “have a bad tier”; I’ll train them all up. (Well, unless they cant get to Lv. 10 easily, then they are sent home).

And lastly, she’s just so fudgin adorable??

Like, her personality is just so bubbly! And in any artwork with her, she’s portrayed in such a cute way! It’s usually with the owl, which she is most likely close to (maybe it’s the one that sends the letters to her mom).

Also, her character design is fabulous! Look at that long blonde hair with pink tips. Good color combo! And the blue of her cape complements it well. Her hair tips look like wings, which resemble the symbol of Askr, and contrasts the roundness of her head and her personality. And best of all, she’s not hypersexualized (like the women in Conquest. Geez Charlotte has no freaking armor. And Effie!? For an armored unit, she sure isn’t protected at her legs).

Sharena needs more love man…


I think a lot about this because the first time he’s transferred to Arkham is to await his trial after the events in Zero Year.

This is a month after he’s been held in Arkham, he’s in a straitjacket, suspended in the air, in a padded room. When I first saw this I thought it was because he was such a danger in Zero Year that they didn’t want to take any chances. But what if this was a result of the staff trying to keep him from escaping?

*Shrugs* I dunno. I do think it’s interesting that they knew he was trying to formulate an escape route and I can’t help but wonder if he tipped them off about it. Maybe the first few times were an accident but after that it became a game to him. A way to prove no matter where they stuck him, Edward Nygma can and will find a way out. 

So after the nth time he was moved the warren decided to just put him in maximum security. Show him they weren’t playing games and they’d do whatever it took to keep him behind Arkham walls.

Okay but it is seriously a thing where anytime I watch Guardians of the Galaxy I just want to switch it to the original Outlaws team. Jason, Roy, Kory and maybe they dragged Dick and Tim along with them out to space on a crazy adventure. Or maybe it’s the original Outlaws with the new Outlaws team because if Bizarro isn’t a perfect stand in for Drax I don’t know who is.

bailci  asked:

I can't think of headcanons myself, but how would their first kiss go? :D

*digs hands into cliche solangelo headcanon box*

@bailci asked for headcanons and instead i delievered a fanfiction in bullet point omfg im so sorry

  • fight me all you want on this, but their relationship for sure started with a ‘first kiss’ because they’re cheesy like that
  • so lets give a bit of background shall we ??
  • i like to think that they really became friends—actual friends–after those three days in the infirmary and they obviously had *those* moments
  • you know what im talking about.
  • like when things got a bit too quiet during their walks and both had the urge to just reach out and hold the others hand
  • or when they one of them were caught by the other stealing glances here and there during meetings because literally who cares about what chiron’s saying when there’s a cute boy in the room
  • but besides those little moments, i’d say they were pretty comfortable with each other
  • nico would voluntarily hang out with will at the infirmary and “help him out” and “bring him a snack”
  • anyway let me actually answer this before i go on rambling about their cute friendship days:
  • maybe things got pretty bad one night. i’d presume nico had some really bad nightmares and he woke up and took a walk to clear his mind
  • and maybe he just happened to walk over to the path that lead him to the apollo cabin—half because he hated the dark and half because the glowing warmth of the cabin gave him comfort and solace
  • and of course, will would just be leaning there, maybe trying to get his own thoughts out of his head and when he saw nico, he’d just smile and gesture him to come closer.
  • they’d take a walk together around camp, just talking about normal things until will asked him what he was doing up and walking around at twelve in the morning
  • “you’re literally the child of the sun solace the better question is what are you doing at twelve in the morning”
  • will would probably just shrug and say how he was just couldn’t sleep cause he was thinking about his brothers
  • and then—uh oh—it’s awkward and quiet suddenly and will doesn’t knows why until nico starts talking about how he was thinking of bianca and oh
  • and because will solace is a Literal Sunshine he’d probably just ask him to elaborate and talk about his sister and his time at italy and all of a sudden nico is flailing his arms and his eyes are sparkling and will is biting his lip to stop himself from smiling too much
  • eventually the conversation fades away comfortably, maybe laughing at something nico said, but either way the silence that follows after is finally a comfortable one
  • nico breaks it by looking over at will with the calmest expression will has ever seen and he thanks him—for listening, for being there, for letting him rant on and [insert bumbling flustered nico here]
  • “he’s really cute but oh god he won’t shut up and i’m pretty sure he doesn’t even know what’s he’s saying anymore”
  • so will decides to shut him up and calm him down by leaning in closer and pressing his lips against nico’s in a chaste, gentle way. his lips are warm—they’re unbelievably smooth and the happy warmth bubbling inside his chest is a bit too much and for a second will doesn’t realize that nico’s become tense against him
  • and just as he’s about to pull back, nico relaxes slowly and presses closer in a super nervous and unsure type of way because he’s 14 okay and he can’t even handle will smiling at him and you’re talking kissing
  • will feels a rush of happiness and he puts his hand on top of nico’s trembling one (he also learns that kissing, contrary to popular belief, does not calm people down)
  • and they part, not because they want to, but because breathing is a thing and they kind of forgot how to do that in the last few seconds.
  • now all of a sudden they’re looking at each other with wide eyes that dart to the other’s lips awkwardly and faces that are too red to be healthy and they just start laughing because their shocked and also nervous but most of all happy and “oh my god did we just…”
  • they spend the rest of the night unable to sleep but because of a good reason this time: just thinking about how the others lips felt and each little sensation and smiling into their pillows and oh my god is that the sun?

give me headcanons (or risk asking me for some and opening a black hole)

anonymous asked:

How do you stay sane as a Blackhawks fan when everyone's so fucking rude and mean all the time?

hey anon, i just wanted to start off by saying that i wasn’t ignoring this question, i just wanted to think of something coherent enough to explain and had a pretty busy day. 

so, i guess a lot of people hate them for their logo/nhl’s favoritism/certain players and their not so great pasts/idk what else is there. this puts the hawks fans on defensive and when literally an entire fandom hates on you, you sort of become even more defensive which can come off as rude often times. i’m not trying to excuse hawk fans, there are some that i really wish did not represent the fandom (and not just on tumblr, the hawk fans outside of tumblr can be pretty nasty too). my point is, i feel like the blackhawks part of the fandom have become so alienated that it’s hard to associate with anyone else in the fandom. it sucks, imo, cause yes i will admit that the hawks have many faults (so do other teams tho) but they also have some great ppl that get hated on despite them not doing anything. like seabs and duncs. they’re my fav D pair, and maybe before everything crashed and burned in the past 2 (3?) years, everyone loved them and they weren’t categorized in the must hate list on tumblr. hossa and hammer and crow and darling and tazer, even the baby rookies like vinnie and hartzy. it sucks and it makes me sad, they’re some of my favs but i never can talk about the hawks without feeling like i’m offending someone. 

i started off my entire hockey love with the hawks, and ya they’re not my team anymore, but i still like them and some of the players. when i came into the fandom, i was only involved with kazer/hawk blogs so i never saw the immense hate and constant badgering, but i think asg17 was the first time i realized, shit, everyone really hates the hawks. and i think that came more from the fact that i started following blogs for different teams. it made me sad to see some of my favs being so hated on, but i can’t deny the reasons ppl hate some of the guys. it’s their opinion and they’re entitled to it. some of the players have really done shitty things that make me uncomfortable and i don’t blame anyone for having a negative reaction to it, and the team as a whole. but it’s not fair to be so rude and disrespectful and expect the hawks fans to be nice in return, but that’s how this fandom works. it’s a vicious cycle and it starts up whenever big events take place. the playoffs being one of them.

this was so far from coherent, i’m sorry, but what i want to finish with is: just follow blogs that like the hawks. there’s some really nice ppl that still love the players and the team and even when everyone’s hating, they’ll be rooting for them, and making edits,gifs, ect. it’s hard to avoid all hate though, because inevitably, some of it might make it’s way to ur dash but don’t let it bring you down. i stopped letting it bother me. to a degree, i was internalizing the entire fandom’s hate at one point, and it was really depressing and weird. then i realized, i don’t have to think like them to like other teams outside of the hawks. i’ll tolerate their opinions as long as they respect mines. a lot of the times, i won’t follow ppl so i can avoid seeing their opinions but i might check out their blog for content and stuff. that way, i won’t have to deal with the extra hawks hate. 

don’t stop loving something that makes you happy, anon. as long as you’re not hurting anyone, i think it’s ok to love what you love. let the hate roll off your back, take it from a dceu fan that lives in an mcu world. just enjoy what you love and try to avoid the negativity. 

I tried.