nonnie talks

anonymous asked:

What is RSD?

Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria. Many people with ADD/HD also have rsd, and either get irrationally angry when they feel misunderstood/rejected or become depressed. This happens as an almost immediate reaction. For example: Someone, especially a friend, tells you to be quieter or talk less and then you lash out or later start crying uncontrollably.

 ADDattitudemag.com describes it as “The extreme emotional pain of perceived rejection is a feeling unique to people with ADHD, and it can be debilitating.” If you want more info on it, I have an #rsd tag too.

anonymous asked:

Derek hale has soft hands pass it on

Personal headcanon Derek Hale uses an almond milk and honey blend moisturiser for his hands because the lady in the mall told him it was “guaranteed to make you feel special”. 

Derek felt guilty buying it. He has no right to own something this nice but he uses it anyway. He loves the way it makes his skin feel; how soft his hands are with it and the wonderful, heavenly smell it gives off. 

He never wears it around the pack but it’s just his luck the one day he decides to go all out and pamper himself with it - lotioning himself up from head to toe - Stiles is practically breaking down his door, insisting he’s had “the biggest breakthrough you’ve ever seen, Derek” on the current Selkie case. 

Derek is just thankful Stiles has a human nose when he’s forced to let him in but that doesn’t mean Stiles isn’t going to notice: this is Stiles, after all. He doesn’t need a werewolf nose to be the most observant one in the room. Derek thinks about jumping in the shower and scrubbing away as much of the moisturiser he can but he feels so good and it isn’t fair he has to wash off his special treat just because Stiles chose to show up uninvited at nine in the freakin’ morning.

So he braves it. Meets Stiles at the door and glares the moment Stiles opens his mouth to make a comment. Derek’s aware he’s blushing and he crosses his arms, scowling. So what? he wants to say, but the guilt is eating him alive, so he doesn’t. He doesn’t want to hear Stiles ask why Derek is having a spa day. He doesn’t want to hear a goddamn thing. 

Derek is certain Stiles spends the entire two hours he’s at the loft holding back joke after joke - Derek is surprised he manages to hold back any comment that pops into his ridiculous head at all - but as he goes to leave, Stiles only looks at him, a determined look in his eyes as he says, “you deserve good things, you know.” 

Derek spends an entire week not knowing what to do with that. 

It all comes to a head when he opens his bedroom door the following Saturday, only to see a gift basket at his feet. At first, Derek goes on high alert. Someone broke into his home and he didn’t notice. Is he sick? It’s only when he sees the card, clearly in Stiles’ hand writing, that he relaxes (pointedly ignoring the fact the only reason Stiles could have managed to break in without waking Derek up is because Derek, and every one of his heightened senses, trusts him completely. The thought is utterly terrifying.)

Derek, the card reads, I thought you might like these. Your friendly neighbourhood skin-care hero, Stiles. 

Derek begins to roll his eyes but there is no one around, so he smiles instead. Inside the basket are five different scented body butters. One is labelled ‘milkshake’ which makes Derek shake his head and grin further because of course Stiles picked up a body butter called ‘milkshake’. Derek is just surprised he didn’t manage to find one that smelled of curly fries too. Placing all the items carefully in his bathroom cabinet, he reads the card once more and stashes the basket under his bed, leaving the card inside. 

Four days later, he calls Stiles up and asks him if he wants to come over and watch a movie. The Selkie problem has officially been dealt with and Derek can’t deny he wants to see Stiles. He always wants to see Stiles (and isn’t that thought even more terrifying than the last one). 

It takes Sties exactly six minutes to notice which scent Derek is wearing - the milkshake one (which Derek will admit to himself he did on purpose) - and if Stiles spends the whole movie with his face pressed to Derek’s neck because “milkshakes are my weakness, dude, you can’t judge me!” Derek is definitely not going to complain. Especially when Stiles takes his hand half an hour later and blames it on the fact it would be “a crime not to hold someone’s hand when it’s this soft!”  

When the credits begin to roll, his stomach churning, Derek turns to face Stiles and plans to prove just how soft his hands can be, gently placing them on each side of Stiles’ face. 

“Derek, what are you-” Stiles begins to ask, just as Derek slowly leans in to him.

“I’m about to kiss the guy of my fucking dreams,” he says, a little too honestly. He raises an eyebrow. “Problem?”

Stiles grins. “None whatsoever,” he whispers, shaking his head and laughing nervously - it’s adorable - as Derek closes the remaining space between them.  

anonymous asked:

What are your favorite shark facts?

*screeches with glee* Alright nonnie, you have asked me the best question EVER!

Apologies for taking two days to reply to this, life was a bit hectic

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Super Awesome Shark Facts

ONE

Sharks showed up 400 million years ago in the Devonian 358.9–298.9 aka “The Age of Fish” between the geological Silurian (443.8–419.2 million years ago) and the Carboniferous Periods (358.9–298.9 million years ago). By the time of the Carboniferous, we had amphibians and other small vertebrate creatures capable of crawling about on land. It’s during the Carboniferous Period that the continent of Pangaea first began to form (let that sink in for a second, the sharks were about before Pangaea even began to look like a continent, that’s how long these creatures have been about jfc). 

TWO

To date they’ve survived FIVE massive planet extinction events… ya know, those things that KILL PRETTY MUCH EVERYTHING ON THE PLANET?? YEAH, THEM. We know of one that happened pretty recently in geological history; 65 million years ago when the dinosaurs went bye-bye. How fucking badass is that, Jesus Christ!

THREE

There’s currently over 500 types of Shark in the ocean at present (though not for long if people don’t stop KILLING THEM! CAN YOU NOT?!??). The most famous, of course, is the Great White (Carcharodon carcharias) and the Hammerhead (family: Sphyrnidae). For all that there’s a variety of Species, there are, of course, similarities in form and shape including cartilaginous skeletons (they’re literally made of the same stuff as the ridge of your nose is), enhanced electro-static senses (on their nose which is cute but also reason why if you boop them on the nose they ‘nope’ it out of the place; consider it not too dissimilar to bashing your funny bone and deciding to avoid that damned door in the future, same sort of logic tbh).

FOUR

You can pet a Shark on the nose. This isn’t really a fact so much as an interesting aside that I think is cute and adorable as shit so like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[The still looks scary but honestly, he’s just giving the Tiger Shark a snack lol]

[I believe these are Lemon Sharks, which are fucking cute and I would cuddle one of them to the end of my life (I don’t have self-preservation instincts tho soooo)]

FIVE

You have a higher chance of dying from being attacked by hornets, wasps, bees, dogs and even a fucking coconut (if you live in Asia) than you do of being killed by a Shark. How’s that for some mad stats?

SIX

As I’ve said, Sharks have survived FIVE massive planet extinction events but, currently, 20-30% of Sharks are close to extinction because of us, humans. Commercial fishing means Sharks get caught on hooks and nets; homeopathic remedies that require parts of Sharks for them to ‘work’; and Shark Fin Soup all contribute to the decline of these amazing creatures that have lived on this planet longer than even our most distant ancestor has.

SEVEN

Thanks to the media and stupid ass people who think they know everything from a movie marathon of the Jaws series, people think all Sharks are man-eating monsters that want to murder anyone who dares go for a swim in the open water. Here’s the thing though, 97% of over 500 Shark species are HARMLESS to us. The ones that ARE harmful tends to be because we’re in THEIR space and fucking up THEIR shit (personally, I’d beat your ass too if you came near my home so IDK why anyone thinks Sharks are evil; they’re just animals).

EIGHT

The reason why so many Shark attacks happen in California and places like South Africa is simply because of the abundance of food for Sharks; Great Whites especially. Seals, Sea Lions, and Sea Otters are all on the menu for the Great White and us pesky ass humans keep getting in their way. It’s not their fault they mistake us for food. Honest mistake.

NINE

Connected to EIGHT. Most of the time, people die from a Shark BITE but the Shark doesn’t come back for a second time (usually) because, unlike pretty much every other species that’s evolved on this planet, Sharks don’t have the opportunity to test what something is before using their teeth on it. Humans bleed out horrendously fast, especially in water, so the cause of death for most Shark attacks is blood loss and shock, not actually being eaten by a Shark.

TEN

Whale Sharks are the largest Sharks on record out of all current, living Shark species. They can be over 13 metres in length and, while they look scary considering how humans usually don’t go past 2 metres (imagine seven people stood on top of each other and you’ve got an idea of how long a Whale Shark is), Whale Sharks are the most docile creatures ever. They’re quite similar to Whales (hence the name) that live on plankton, for example the Blue Whale, and are absolutely gorgeous.

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Hopefully these have been somewhat educational (while interspersed with my delightful attitude) and everyone can go on with their lives a little more aware and knowledgeable about Sharks.

Originally posted by amnhnyc

anonymous asked:

i love your blog, your tags on that photo set from ITR "• tanger: sliding a hand up geno's thigh • geno: too busy flirting with sid to care •" give me life. i cannot believe these idiots, gazing adoringly at each other, making cute hand gestures, while tanger casually gets fresh. why are they like this it is Too Much.

I feel your pain, nonnie. Tanger made a valiant effort to steal Geno’s attention away from Sid, but those two get lost in their own world sometimes.

I mean look at them:

Boys…

…you do know there are other people around…

…don’t you?

anonymous asked:

can u plz give me some nesta/rhys brotp headcanons?? like them teaming up on the inner circle during cards and winning every single time? or cassian and feyre giving each other confused looks every time they laugh about their inside jokes? or how the cassian/feyre brotp and the rhys/nesta brotp are always super competitive? like pictionary and charades?? or how rhys and nesta are super cultured and love to talk about their favorite plays/musicals they see? PLZ I NEED MORE OF THIS BROTP

YES FRIEND. WE ALL NEED MORE OF THIS BROTP I ADORE IT. I think there’s this idea that Nesta hates Rhys and I’m like…my dudes. ACOMAF happened. There was character development. It was beautiful. Please take note of it and the ‘that was why you painted stars on your drawer’ moment. 

Also I just feel like Nesta and Rhys are….Actually quite similar?? I think there’s a kind of…cool pragmatism in both of them (see: ‘I’m going to starve myself and my sisters to see if my father will actually get off his ass and do something’ and Rhys’s…entire UtM persona) And they’re both quite…regal for want of a better word, they both have powerful mental capacities (Rhys’ daemati magic and Nesta’s ability to resist glamours) they’re both quite cerebral in general too. For all that we get talk of Rhys’ power most of his planning revolves around schemes, cunning, manipulation, stealth that sort of thing, it’s never about brute force, Nesta thinks similarly. It’s calculated and careful and listen what I am driving at here is Nesta and Rhys sitting up late sharing some spiced wine and talking battle tactics/war strategies I’M DOWN FOR THIS.  

right, okay, headcanons now that piece of…unnecessary mini meta is over: 

Yes to them teaming up against the others at cards. Like there’s that part of ACOMAF where Rhys gets all huffy because Cassian and Azriel tag-teamed him when they were playing cards? So he invites Nesta to the next game and they…wipe the board with them and Cass and Az are like….okay so we’re screwed and Nesta is very smirky and pleased with herself. 

DEFINITELY YES TO THE INSIDE JOKES THAT BAFFLE FEYRE AND CASS THIS IS ADORABLE. and it is 100% guaranteed to be some completely nerdy joke about history that even Amren doesn’t get (and she was there) But I will get to the history nerds thing in a minute. 

Nesta and Rhys teaming up against Cass and Feyre would be…Amazing. And like, Nesta and Rhys are ruthlessly competitive and Feyre and Cass are too but while Feyre is ruthlessly competitive Cassian is just like…determined competitive. And basically the big golden hearted bat gets surrounded by all of these vicious bastards who just want to win and will do anything to achieve that and he’s like !?!?! no pls calm down let’s enjoy the snacks I brought okay? He and Feyre do work very,very well together and hot damn is that girl determined and scrappy but most of the time they’re no match for Nesta and Rhys who will just….destroy you then elegantly sip wine over the dust that was once your corpse. 

CHeSs GAmES Rhys being a broody and dramatic bat with the weight of the world on his shoulders and Nesta knows it. Mor and Cass have both tried teasing him and coaxing him into letting go with them and Az has tried quietly talking to him and Feyre has tried too but she knows to just leave him be for a little while but Nesta…is having none of that broody bullshit. She settles herself down opposite him and whips out a chess board and like….Rhys cannot resist it. He just can’t. Nesta makes one move and it’s like he manages to hold out for a whole two minutes before he snaps and swivels round in his chair to face her properly and within ten minutes he’s completely and utterly engrossed and Nesta is just smirking and looking very pleased with herself. 

YES TO THEM BEING CULTURED TOGETHER!!!!!!!!!!! And their partners will go the plays/shows with them but they just don’t ~understand~ (I think Cass is typically…..baffled and Feyre appreciates like musical performances but she’s not as big on theatre or plays or the ballet shows Nesta loves and she doesn’t understand the technical aspects as much?) So they start going together instead and then they go to dinner together afterwards and they talk about it for ages and I think….If you get Nesta talking about something that she loves and is invested in and knows a lot about she. will. not. shut. up. She gets all animated and almost…gushes sometimes and Rhys can be similar in that he just intensely talks about this thing and nothing else and basically on these dinners neither of them really notice what they’re eating and they get home after like six hours and Cass and Feyre are ??? and they’re like ‘what I was only away for like an hour what is wrong?’ 

On the subject of intense talks Feyre definitely ambles into the kitchen at like…two o’clock in the morning because she couldn’t sleep and needed some tea…and to discover the mysterious disappearance of her heat source- uh, mate. As she gets nearer she hears the sounds of soft but very intense and irritated arguing and she recognises Rhys’ voice and Nesta’s and she just sighs because she really thought they were getting on better. Then she actually arrives in the kitchen and realises the two of them are sitting there furiously arguing over the most recent book they’ve read (Nesta and Rhys are part of a book group. It contains two people: Nesta and Rhys. They’re very happy with this arrangement) and Feyre just…smiles a little because at least they’re getting on…and have found someone to channel all of this into. 

HISTORY NERDS. (Amren joins in on this sometimes too but other times she just can’t be bothered at which point she palms Rhys off on Nesta) Listen Nesta would be a total history dork okay, she loooves researching it and I feel like one day she’s just sort of @ Rhys ‘you, you’re old, come here, I have questions.’ Rhys is baffled initially but then completely and utterly delighted when he realises that she wants to talk about history. (I can totally see Nesta writing an account of the war once it’s over btw. And maybe she interviews Rhys and the others about the first war too because I don’t care if you’re immortal you need to write these things down.

SCHEMERS IN CHIEF. I just need someone…to use that beautiful brain inside Nesta’s beautiful head okay. Like. The girl is a low-key genius EXPLOIT THIS PLEASE. She and Cass totally plan battle strategy but she and Rhys just do general strategy, war strategy, how to get the other high lords to co-operate, the terms of treaties, exploiting loopholes and closing loopholes and politics. (I don’t think either of them have any patience for more sort of ‘social politics’ and making nice and all that - that’s Elain’s area of expertise) but cunning manipulative courts relations every day politics they’re both like yep we’ve got this. Rhys listening to Nesta and Nesta being a little alarmed because no man has ever taken into account what she thought or had to say before - especially not on these kinds of subjects. But she shares what she has to say and Rhys listens and this is….a novelty. Because someone has found value in her, in her ideas, in her attention to details, in the way her mind works, in all the things that were suppressed in the mortal realm because no, no, ladies don’t need to worry about this sort of thing or were belittled as idle hobbies now they’re important. Now they’re instrumental in the war. Now she is instrumental in the war. And not because she’s made fae and forced herself into the clothes of a warrior but because she’s her. And Rhys can use that. Also, like, if these two start plotting against you you should just…like just move okay? Just leave the country and go somewhere far faaar away it’s…so much easier. 

Also, like, I know we all want Nesta queen of the female Illyrians and standing up to all the camp lords and training them to fight and all that but…consider: Cassian and Mor, now with Feyre in tow, get sorted on teaching the Illyrian females how to fight and training them and all that jazz. But one day Nesta goes to Rhys like ‘okay, but what about just teaching them? What about their education?’ Because not every girl is a warrior and even the ones that are deserve to be properly educated and that is what Nesta is here for. And just…Cass in charge of the girls’ training and then Nesta in charge of their education makes…a beautiful little pair. 

Rhys helping Nesta to control whatever magic she has because he knows what it feels like, having a power you were never equipped to have boiling away inside you, feeling like it might tear you apart, might drive you mad…He helps her channel and hone her magic, helps her to control it instead of the other way around. He helps her to control her emotions as well (though Cass does most of that, Rhys helps) 

Nesta and Rhys (grudgingly) at formal events and parties together and they spend…..the entire time sipping wine and salting those they have issues with/don’t like (ie….everyone) and looking fabulous while they do it. (they bond so much over salt and mutual dislike of people it’s amazing) 

Rhys going to Nesta for advice about Feyre!! Maybe they have an argument or a fight about something and Feyre is…Difficult to read and throws up all of her walls and he doesn’t know how to get through to her and is despairing. Nesta is…Not best pleased that he upset Feyre but…she does admit they’re good for each other and she does know Feyre better than most. She gives him some terse but welcome advice, helps him understand Feyre’s reactions and how best to approach her. 

Nesta going to Rhys about Cassian. Before they’re mated she tentatively asks him what a mating bond is like, what it feels like, why the heck anyone actually wants one (she’s not too sure how she feels about someone with a direct connection to her able to feel things that she does. Her mind is her sanctuary and she doesn’t much care for the idea of someone else being able to rifle through it whenever they feel like it) Rhys explains it for her, carefully explains what an honour it is to find a mate, that it’s a rare and cherished thing…but one that’s her choice, and her mate’s. Rhys sussing out that Nesta and Cass are mates before pretty much anyone else and he helps talk to Nesta who can’t understand why this happened or why fate or the damn Cauldron or whatever else would do this to Cassian and leave him stuck with her. Rhys calms her down and talks to her about it, because mother knows he understands what it’s like to feel like you’re not worthy of your mate - and he still struggles with that sometimes, he admits to her, but it’s worth it.  

I feel like these two would actually talk to each other about their shit (not all of it) but…On quiet evenings when they’re just sipping wine and have exhausted all the history/book/play discussion sometimes little things slip out. Nothing too personal but I think Rhys would tell her about his issues with running the court and the pressures on him as High Lord which he never fully feels he can share with his Circle because…well they’re part of his court, he has to keep them safe too and it can be a bit lonely and isolating sometimes. Feyre helps, obviously, and he talks to her about sort of day to day problems but just the general pressure of responsibility in general he talks to Nesta about. And she maybe opens up a little about her worries of not quite belonging anywhere and Rhys can understand that and just. They have little heart-to-hearts sometimes - the little things that they can’t quite tell anyone else/don’t know where else to put them. 

Just. RHYS AND NESTA OKAY. I LIVE FOR THIS. 

anonymous asked:

RSD is so wild bc sometimes someone flat out says I'm not good enough and I'm like "okay, fine, w/e" and sometimes I cry because someone said "this is really good" (about my work) and they didn't sound enthusiastic. I wish I would predict my reaction

Right? I get upset when my best friends sound mildly disinterested in something I’m blabbering on about even if I know they’re just having a rough day. And then I end up drinking alone in my room unless someone comes and finds me.

I find it helpful to go take a breather and perhaps tell that person about how you feel. This isn’t always doable but you gotta beat the anxiety back somehow. Rsd is a bitch and a half, but at least you’re aware of it’s existence.

anonymous asked:

So. Please hear me out. I'm not asking too much (I think). What if FBI can't find Derek because he's hiding as a wolf? And then when Stiles tracks him down because he's awesome and kind of paranoid these days; his team thinks he's being crazy chasing a wild wolf (because his colleagues are noisy Little shits like him) but instead this wild wolf actually... Likes him? And now the Wolf is like a mascot of the pre FBI team and I'm crying that no one is writing this

What I love most about this is the image of Derek Hale getting adopted by the FBI as a pet……while still trying to hunt down Derek Hale. 

Stiles would find this wildly amusing but even more so, Derek would probably get a huge kick out of it. He never seems to get a moments rest, always on the run from someone. And now here he is, getting free doughnuts from the very people who are trying to put him away.

The irony is far from lost on him. He and Stiles probably have a lot of fun with it at home. Stiles would make far too many puns, mind, but Derek finds he secretly loves him them. 

Sitting at Stiles’ feet at his desk - probably getting his head scratched - as he listens to Stiles’ colleagues talk about how “dangerous Hale is” and that he should “never approach Hale alone”. Stiles nodding seriously and then, later, coming home to find a very human Derek in his bed. 

“Approach with caution, Officer,” Derek says, grinning. “I could be armed.”

“Good thing I brought these then,” Stiles replies, winking and holding up a pair of hand cuffs, “isn’t it.” 

anonymous asked:

Isak eats really unhealthy! While his friends are all eating sandwiches at school he'll eat a bun or a Norwegian waffle. Like boy should not be living by himself, lol. I'm glad even makes him eggs for breakfast. And I wonder if even is good at cooking in general. At least he seems to be taking charge in the kitchen so far. I have a feeling Isak is the kind to just grab a handful of cereal out of the box before

FO’ REAL!! I doubt Isak has had a balanced meal since he ran away from home! And he may very well grab cereal from the box, assuming he has any at home, either way he’s probably forgotten to buy milk.

Even is definitely more interested in cooking than Isak, and given that he has some seasoning tricks to make the food taste better, I imagine he has some culinary talents as well. Isak however, I doubt could cook to save his own life! At least this is what empiric data tells me…

Because of course me being the weirdo I am, I’m physically incapable of speculating about stuff like this without researching and getting all the facts™ first, so I’ve gone through all the times (that I could remember) we’ve seen Isak eating and compiled some data.

In the words of Isak: NU KÖR VI~


We don’t really know anything about Isak’s eating habits at home (in S1). And aside from Even, the only one who’s made food for Isak is Eva. When they were at Jonas’ cabin she made them pasta and tomato sauce

She also treated him to a coffee at one point (not food but still!).

I didn’t remember seeing Isak eat anything in particular in S2, so let’s skip onto S3….

First time we see Isak eating in S3, is the bun you mentioned. We see him tearing the raisin out of the bun, which tells me this is one of those semi-sweet raisin buns. They are delicious but not exactly healthy. (somewhat related: after close inspection I’m 95% sure these are raisin buns with CARDAMOM ❤︎).

Next time we see him eating it’s the cheese toast with ALL THE SPICES and ketchup that Even made him. Not exactly balanced food, but alright for a midday snack imo?

Unfortunately I doubt Isak finished it… when their datehangout got interrupted by guests, you see Isak look down dejectedly at his toasts and tap his thumb against his leg. :( Once Sonja is introduced I imagine Isak made himself scarce.

When Even spends the weekend at Isak’s after Halloween, they must have eaten something. The flatmates didn’t see either of them until Sunday, supposedly, but the mug Even puts ash in suggests to me that Isak probably sneaked out and made them sandwiches & cocoa or smth (that or the mug was already in his room… but one entire day, they’d have to eat) at some point.

Isak isn’t really great at getting breakfast either. That Sunday he literally opens the door, gets asked about Even by Noora and Eskild, and then closes the door again. Wonder how long it took for him to dare venture out… boy must have been starving!

After the painful ‘breakup’ when Isak wasn’t sleeping well, I can’t imagine he was eating so great either. Especially not if you consider the sad sad toast he got from the canteen. One toast with only cheese, it seriously looks just as tired as Isak does!

Of all the foods Isak has bought, the kebab he ate with Jonas is definitely among the healthiest. I imagine he spends most of his allowance/the money his dad sends on snapbacks (he can’t have borrowed all of them!), beer and eating fast food.

Luckily, if it’s down to Even Isak gets to eat a sturdy breakfast. And that’s good considering how Isak hardly seems to be able to get himself breakfast at the flat. (does he even have any food there?) I imagine that Even realized this when he stayed over the previous time, and simply decided to take matters into his own hands, with a little help from the Noora (and Eskild), making Isak scrambled eggs after staying over the second time.

Isak doesn’t join the guys for pizza… but on Friday, Isak waits for Even at the KB. I only saw a coffee cup though, so who knows if he had anything to eat there? Once again Even makes sure they get some food, ordering burgers and champagne (and what looks like cakes? fancy smørbrød?) at the hotel. Isak doesn’t exactly lack appetite at that point ;)

We don’t know what or how he ate the days after… but on Tuesday, we’re back to Isak’s classic diet. He gets a waffle. The guy doesn’t even put jam or anything tasty on it (except whipped cream?). idk what is up with Nissen’s canteen, but stuff looks plain af. (I feel for norwegianall kids who are forced to pay for or bring their own school lunches….)

Now last food Isak prepared (as I am writing this) was a ready-made frozen Grandiosa pizza, which can hardly be considered cooking. And it wasn’t even his (he doesn’t have any food at the flat does he…).

In conclusion (TL;DR):

I doubt Isak knows how to cook. I’m CERTAIN he maintains a horribly unhealthy diet ever since he ran away from home. And I’m hoping that Even’s cooking skills extend beyond breakfast and sandwiches, but honestly I’m fairly certain it does? Even seems comfortable enough in a kitchen to figure it out and make them some healthy food. So with Even in his life…

Hallelujah Isak is saved!!

anonymous asked:

can you make a post about the bands each house listens to?

I can definitely try. However fair warning I don’t listen to a whole lot of music on the regular so it’s going to be a bit all over the place.

Hufflepuff: Listens to k-pop and j-pop bands 24/7. If they could add in an extra hour of the week just to listen to k-pop and j-pop they would do it. Particularly loves BTS and Big Bang.

Slytherin: The kid who can’t help experiencing some sense of nostalgic love and panic whenever the g note from The Black Parade by MCR is played. Still listens to tons of Panic! At the Disco and Twenty One Pilots.

Ravenclaw: Lots of orchestra music. Is also the most likely house to have songs from musical soundtracks on their phone. Also listens to a lot of parodies like Jon Cozart’s After Ever After or K-Face Rules’ Talk Nerdy to Me.

Gryffindor: Likes songs that make them feel all the feels or songs that make them feel powerful. Definitely has Adele, and Beyoncé on their phones. Probably owns some Ed Sheeran merch. Has a secret love for Taylor Swift but probably won’t admit it.

anonymous asked:

Hey micheal, I am pansexual. My family is "not okay with the gay". How do i go about this?!? I love them and don't want to lie to them for ever, but am also to cowardly to come out to them. It looked like Rich has some experience similar to mine. Could you ask him to? 😊

Day 12: As for Rich, it’s not really my story to tell. Sure, I dated him, but he had his reasons to break up with me. I know his dad isn’t very accepting either, but that’s all I’ll share. The rest, you’ll just have to ask him. But only if he says he’s comfortable with sharing.

anonymous asked:

tadhdfw your muscle memory is better than your actual memory

Oh YES. I often catch my hands doing things on their own, and I’ve seen people with ADD driving the wrong way because that’s just the path they remember best. That’s why it’s good to not change any of your almost habits/move your things (if that makes sense). Your body will eventually remember for you.

anonymous asked:

So apparently, baby ducks can imprint. How what would happen is that one day Derek just walks into Deaton's clinic with about ten baby ducks in his arms, which had been following him around all day since they decided for some reason that he is their mom and refused to let him out of their sight .

Derek totally didn’t name them, but, “I think Patrice has abandonment issues.” 

“Abandonment issues?” Deaton asked, blinking, and then “Patrice?” 

Derek just glared, averting his gaze. Alright, so he had named him. But only because it made them easier to tell apart. “Yes,” he gritted through his teeth, holding out the baby ducks for Deaton to take. “I can’t look after them. So here, you have to take them.” 

Deaton shook his head. “I think you’re doing just fine, Derek,” he said in a way that could either mean ‘fuck off’ or ‘these ducklings are part of some bigger plan that I’m not going to tell you about’ and then walked away. Just like that. 

The bastard.

~

Later that evening, Stiles came home to find Derek….and several ducklings on his bed. 

“Please tell me that’s not the pack,” was the first thing he said, panicked that he wasn’t feeling just as panicked about that scenario as he should be. He wasn’t going to lie and say the thought of Jackson being turned into a baby duck didn’t amuse him. 

Greatly.

“No, it’s not the pack,” Derek answered, rolling his eyes, letting one crawl into his hands. “I think….” he frowned. “I don’t think they have…parents.”

“Oh?” Stiles asked, carefully watching Derek’s face. 

“Yeah, “ Derek nodded, all serious and utterly adorable. “And….I don’t know what to do.”  It was hard to read Derek most of the time, but Stiles thought he was getting better at it and this was definitely Derek speak for: ‘I found these baby animals and now I am scared I’m going to hurt them because I don’t have the best track record. SOS, send help, I am a tragic, brooding, beautiful mess’.

Okay, so maybe not the last part. But Stiles was definitely on to Derek.

Derek looked up at Stiles then, as if reading his thoughts, like Stiles had all the answers to the universe. Usually, Stiles was flattered when Derek came to him for help. Well, not flattered, per se. Smug. Smug was the word he’d use. He liked being smug around Derek, his own personal fucked up foreplay. But right now, something different was tingling in the pit of his stomach. He felt warm, and maybe just a little bit helpless. He wasn’t sure if it was a feeling he necessarily liked. 

“Well, how about we start with a pond?” he suggested, leaning back against his bedroom door, resisting the urge to grab his phone and snap a picture.

“A pond?” Derek’s eyebrows shot up. “You mean, like, build a pond?” He started shaking his head, like the thought terrified him. 

Silly, beautiful wolf.

Stiles shrugged. “Why not? You have the money, don’t you? Plus, I think they like you.” He winked and Derek flushed, right to the tips of his ears. Stiles laughed.

“Come on, sourwolf,” he grinned, shaking his head, picking up his backpack from where he had dumped it on the floor. “Let’s go make us a home.” 

~

“It’s your turn to feed them,” Stiles groaned, turning in Derek’s arms. He swore he could hear the ducks already quacking impatiently. “Please, babe, I’ll do anything if I don’t have to get up right now. I’ll even blow you. Twice. It’s so waaaaaarm.” He stretched, like the lazy cat he was, and smiled all the way down to his toes. 

“Don’t call me ‘babe’,” was the only reply he received.

Stiles groaned again. “Sweetheart?” he tried, instead. “Honey? Chicken pot pie of my life?” 

For that, his Derek Hale shaped cover was snatched away from him. 

“What’s wrong with chicken pot pie???” he yelled, heart broken. Utterly, utterly heart broken. No, betrayed. Derek was mean. 

“Nothing, if you want to stay married to me, noodle.

Stiles grimaced. Okay, they’d work on their pet names for each other outside of sex later. They couldn’t just stick with ‘asshole’ - it was starting to lose its meaning when they fought. 

Shoving a pillow in Derek’s face, because when was that ever not satisfying, Stiles crawled to the side of the bed - and because he had no dignity - rolled out of it. “See if you get any sex when I get back,” he called over his shoulder, grabbing Derek’s boxers on the way out of the door.  

Derek only grinned when Stiles looked back, already falling back to sleep. 

Stiles refused to find it adorable. 

anonymous asked:

How were the husbands? (Sid and geno ofc)

AKLDFDSJLSLDF nonnie, the unnecessary closeness! This picture from @Hockey_Baker1 on twitter doesn’t even do it justice:

My no. 1 takeaway from the game was how much they clearly love being in each other’s space.

anonymous asked:

I get the feeling Mackie is very protective of Seb. Same as with Tom Holland. He can jokingly talk shit about his white boys all day long but the minute someone else does it in seriousness then Mackie would be the first to fuck someones shit up.

listen, do not start me on the Seb and Mackie dynamic, they are bEST FRIENDS!!! They make fun of each other like, in front of each other, but the moment someone asks about the other and they’re apart it’s all “Seb’s humour has come a long way, he’s been pretty funny this year.” or they’ll just bring the other one up like “I actually haven’t been to New Orleans yet even though one of my BEST FRIENDS lives there.”

Also Mackie complimenting Seb in front of Seb because he knows Seb gets all bashful about it so he can simultaneously be nice and make fun of him? Next level best friends stuff. Seb and Mackie love each other, they’re best buddies and i love them.

anonymous asked:

how does that quote relate to i dont mind?

this quote

was the image that was attached to the soundcloud audio of i won’t mind when it was “”leaked”” by “”naughty boy”” (no i dont believe it was leaked nor do i believe i was all nb’s doing)

here’s a screenshoot

this quote combined with the lyrics of iwm is a strong message of real heartbreakingly beautiful love! 

and if you looked a bit into it you know that this song can only be about one person - the person zayn truly loves: liam 

(and surely not his “”gf”” of that time (”im not allowed to talk about it” doesnt add up with a public “”relationship””) 

anyway now u know 

liam makes zayn the happiest and the saddest person at the same time and that’s why it’s real and it’s worth something

anonymous asked:

RSD is so insidious. I've been assuming for years that my family loves me but also just sort of tolerates me, so I spend time by myself so they won't have to deal with me. It took my dad specifically seeking me out and spending half an hour telling me all the things he likes about me and how he wishes I'd spend more time with him and Mom for me to realize that I ... I might be wrong? I didn't even question that they didn't like me, I just sort of took it as a given and moved on.

Rsd is SUCH a mindfuck, no joke. I’m so sorry you thought that for all these years. I’ve had a similar issue this year where I’ve been assuming my housemate/good friend loves me, but can’t deal with me this closely. And while we may be getting on each other’s nerves recently, I need to remember she still actively tries to hang out with me.

I can’t find the tweet, but as Gerard Way once said, “Your brain is lying to you.”

anonymous asked:

I think the most important question of all time is if Derek prefers belly rubs, or is he the kind of 'clingy when cuddling' boyfriend so he just lays on top of Stiles and lets him rub his back (and sometimes his butt) ? My personal headcanon is that werewolves can get sort of stoned from their mate's scent and Derek once a month likes to climb into Stiles' lap and melt into his arms surrounded by his boyfriend's scent. Bonus pie points if Derek steals Stiles' shirts to wear when he's napping

You have no idea how much I just screamed over this ask. This is being filed under “favourites”, for sure. 

I think Derek is the type of guy who really, really likes cuddles and anything that involves getting to touch Stiles, but pretends he’s completely indifferent to it/does it only to “shut Stiles up”. Which, you know, is complete lies. The first time Stiles sleeps next to Derek in a bed, it’s painfully obvious Derek wants to cuddle but he just doesn’t know how to go about asking. Poor, awkward lamb. Stiles nearly makes a joke at Derek’s expense about how obvious it is because, well, but he refrains at the last minute upon seeing Derek’s face - Derek doesn’t just look nervous, he looks scared, like he might be rejected - and shaking his head (because this adorable asshole) Stiles shifts closer and hastily mumbles something about not having his pillow, “so you’ll have to do, big guy”.

Before they get together, it takes a while for Derek to get used to being tactile with Stiles. Derek is fine touching other people - he has the control that way - but he’s still not good with people touching him. Unfortunately, that’s not a great combination when you are a touch starved werewolf with trust issues, because it pretty much means the only kind of physical contact Derek ever receives is either in life or death situations or during (not so fun and friendly) pack training sessions. Not ideal. Of course, after a while, Stiles clocks this. 

Stiles has known about Derek’s touch issues since he first met him, but it’s better now (he thinks). So he tries small things: sitting next to Derek during pack movie nights and pressing his leg against his; letting himself fall asleep on Derek’s shoulder (desperately trying not to read too much into it when Derek doesn’t move away); and, a few times, hugging Derek goodbye and lingering longer than he should each time he does it. 

After a while, Derek starts touching Stiles back. One day, he just crawls through Stiles’ window and sits by Stiles’ bed until Stiles - very tired and not thinking things through too much - puts a hand on Derek’s shoulder and tells him in no uncertain terms “ to get up here for some Stilinski spooning time”. Derek grumbles at that but he’s in Stiles’ bed exactly twenty seconds later, which gives Stiles major pause for thought. 

Major.

And listen, this is how it goes on. They aren’t even together but Derek touching Stiles and being touched by him soon becomes A Thing. For both of them. A very important thing. The life of Derek Hale suddenly becomes about three things: the pack, Cora, and Stiles. 

Sometimes, Stiles sleeps over at the loft. Not for any reason other than the fact Stiles does a lot of late night research there, but after a while it kind of becomes apparent Stiles is there for “research times” and what he has come to call “Derek’s personal pillow times”. Derek’s person pillow times often involve Derek shyly (but somehow still grumpily) crawling into Stiles’ lap and (not so subtly) scenting him. Stiles asked about the scenting thing once and Derek stopped for three weeks, entirely embarrassed - Derek had looked so upset and torn about the whole thing (aka, he looked like a hurt five year old) that eventually Stiles had just marched into the loft, stuck Batman on, and told Derek to get his “fluffy butt in here. I mean it Derek, my neck is lonely now. Don’t leave a bro in need like this, it’s accustomed to your snout!” Stiles expected Derek to either throw him out or snark at him for that but instead, Derek shuffled - actually shuffled - into the room (still appearing out of nowhere, the creepy show off), holding himself rather tight, before crawling into Stiles’ lap and staying there for exactly 2.5 Batman movies, face buried in Stiles’ neck. (Stiles does not grin manically when he feels Derek’s whole body sag against him, like he hasn’t been able to settle without him.) 

During Stiles’ second year of college, they have their first kiss. Well, if a first kiss can be called a first kiss when the dude you are hard core crushing on puts a finger to your lips half way through your perfectly valid rant about why Princess Leia is The Best, stares into your eyes for a solid three minutes (and somehow makes it both awkward and the best fucking thing you have ever experienced when looking at someone), before placing a very soft and intimate kiss to your neck. Stiles has no idea what it even means until he eventually plucks up the courage to ask Cora who instantly threatens him with bodily harm if Stiles hurts her brother. (”So, uh, the neck thing was…..?” “My brother’s traditional, dorky way of telling you he loves you. Duh. Jesus Stiles, and you call yourself our Emissary?”)

From then on out, Derek’s attachment to touching Stiles just becomes more intense. In front of people and the pack he’ll settle for holding hands or being next to Stiles, but in private he becomes like a lazy cat. He gets very pouty when he wakes up and finds Stiles not in bed for morning cuddles; he loves being able to wash Stiles’ hair; back rubs and head rubs are his favourite, especially when he’s reading or they are watching movies (Derek’s introducing all the classics to Stiles, like Rebecca and The Breakfast Club; “no, Spider-man doesn’t count as a classic, Stiles” “says who?” “says me if you still want a blow job later” ). Mostly though, he just loves being in his old position of sitting in Stiles’ lap and burying his face in Stiles’ neck. 

Sometimes Stiles will talk about his day while Derek does this and it works for both of them because Derek is surrounded by Stiles’ scent, his voice, his whole being; and that calms him, settles him in a way he hasn’t been since before the fire. And in turn, having someone to listen to him - really, truly listen - while he’s talking, brings Stiles a kind of happiness he’s never experienced before. Sure, people hear him. They talk to him and hold conversations. But sooner or later Stiles always sees their eyes wander, sees the start of a yawn or is outright told to shut up. 

Stiles knows his attention isn’t anything to write home about but there is a difference between being unable to hold someone’s attention and someone just not wanting to hold your attention, specifically. Of course, Derek still tells Stiles to shut up, that’s never a thing that stopped between them, but now it usually ends in heated make out sessions or sex, so, Stiles really has no complaints. But in moments like these, with Derek in his lap, Derek just listens. He can sit for hours and never tires of Stiles. If Stiles is happy, he smiles into his neck, makes these little happy sounds; if he’s sad, he’ll kiss his neck, and murmur quiet things; angry, he’ll hold him tighter and let him vent, for as long as he likes. 

Some couples have hobbies, have things, but this is their ritual. Just this. Every other day, just having this quiet moment of peace and happiness. A bubble no one can penetrate. It’s a visible anchor, the place they always come back to. It’s a place they both need; the place Stiles needs when he’s feeling insecure and the place Derek needs when he’s feeling lonely. Nothing can touch them in it, no high is better. Especially to Derek who really can feel a little drunk off of Stiles’ scent, sometimes. It’s a kind of closeness both of them have always craved but never really gotten. It’s Derek’s way of saying I love you when he finds it difficult to say it. It’s Stiles’ way of knowing I’m needed when he doubts it. 

It’s just them, and even though it sometimes freaks Stiles out - the stillness, the fact he can be this still, for hours - it serves as a precious reminder that after all the chaos, after all the loss and heart break, that they found this: they found a small and quiet, beautiful thing. And they found it in each other, which is both the most baffling and the least surprising thing of all. 

anonymous asked:

Do you read sidgeno fic? If so can you recommend any good ones? :)

There’s waaaay too many incredible fics in this fandom for me to rec all the ones I love (I have over 200 saved in my sidgeno folder,) but Base NotesMouthful of DiamondsBow and Arrow, Welcome Home, Idiomatic, Dezinformatsiya, Looking Forward, Lie Back and Think of England, semantic shift, Scott Wilson and the Case of the Levitsky House Ghosts, You By My Side, See Why I Stay, Stranger in This Lonely Town, and Since Always are all excellent.