psa: it’s very dangerous to read “A Company of Heroes” in a public setting, specifically your school’s library, because there’s going to be a line that hits you, and you will just sit there trying not to cry in front of people and hoping they don’t notice.
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?
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“I don’t think you will find one human being who could actually point to something who could say, ‘Because she did this, it really improved those traditional, neighborhood public schools,” Garcia said. “What you’re seeing here is a trainwreck waiting to happen.” Read more
TICCY PLAYS ZELDA BREATH OF THE WILD part 1: the beginning
(mostly about the first zone, and some early things you see once you get the explore the whole world) (spoilers, probably, read it only if you have completed at least the first zone (part 1) AND you fixed your tablet (part 2))
Do you remember those logic puzzles they used to give us in Elementary School? Jeanie lives in a purple house and owns a fish. David has the number four in his address and killed a guy once. Given this information, figure out where Nathan works. It’s a pretty good metaphor for the skills I use to read people and figure out whether they are a safe friend or just another maladjusted manipulator.
While I would rather solve a logic puzzle, play a video game, do yoga, or light myself on fire than waste mental energy on figuring out who’s nice and who’s not, it does serve to keep my life a lot more neat and tidy. I’ll admit, when I lived in ignorance world, thinking everyone was benevolent and nice, I was a lot happier… but living in reality has provided me with some safety upgrades that the modern, “single” (I live alone but I do have a boyfriend) female cannot live without.
Examples are called for and I will provide them. Most of my readers probably do these calculations automatically, without thinking about it. My methods involve actively taking note of behavior patterns and then observing how it lines up with other behaviors demonstrated by the same individual. I have learned that you cannot draw conclusions about a person based on another person’s patterns, either. There is no standard… and in fact, some highly adept manipulators will use the Perceived Cultural Standard in order to hijack situations and relationships. So, for safety’s sake, I DO NOT use any cultural standard as a baseline. Also, there are exceptions to everything so it takes a great deal of data to draw a dependable conclusion about a person AND some people do occasionally change.
1. Begin with perfect neutrality with everyone. Do not trust them, do not distrust them. Simply observe.
2. Notice whether behaviors are consistent or inconsistent. People with consistent behaviors tend to be more trustworthy.
3. Notice what they talk about and how they share. Do they demonstrate vulnerability or do they demonstrate control tactics? People who are open and vulnerable tend to form healthier relationships with healthier boundaries. People who use control tactics tend to be insecure and disrespect other people as a way to make themselves feel more important.
4. Notice how they respond to other people. Do they make room for other people’s realities or do they perform dominance rituals (talking over, constant explaining, argumentative, making fun, one-upping, etc.)? If they make room for other people’s realities, then they are probably accepting, secure individuals that honor the give and take of friendship.
5. Actions speak louder than words. I have learned that an apology, for example, is not always an apology. Sometimes words are sitting on top of ulterior motives and used as a means to an end. If possible, be observant of the underlying behavior that drives the actions or the words themselves. Alternately, the absence of words in a situation that calls for them such as, No Apology where Apology is Warranted, can also indicate a tendency to engage in unhealthy patterns.
The big ones that I watch for most are inconsistency and dominance behaviors. I also try to keep in mind the following, “There are three types of people who will claim to be a good cook: One who knows they are a good cook (because they have experience, training, etc.), One who thinks they are a good cook (based on their opinion which may or may not be true), and One who wants YOU to think they are a good cook (regardless of whether or not they know anything about cooking).”
Girls like me are dangerous. Well read, well spoken.
The true daughters of the ancient Pantheon. We have Athena’s mind, we have Artemis’s freedom, we have Aphrodite’s beauty, we have Hera’s power, we have Hestia’s fire, we have Demeter's generosity
we have steel spines and strong hearts and a willingness to follow through. we are storms of our own making, with fire in our eyes.
we will not, cannot let others makes us weak, think that we mean less, think that we can do less
we were never allowed in the arena.
oh, but that just made us hungry. that just made us learn to fight in back alleys, learn to scream in the silence of our homes, learn to walk softly and carry a big stick.
oh, but that just made us angry and we’ve finally been allowed to unleash that rage. we are weapons, with our killer smiles, our high heels, our winged eyeliner. we’ve taken what you all decay and made into arrows and daggers, little things that when used right can draw a whole lot of blood
oh, but that just made us fierce. that just made us lean on each other, that just made us grab each other’s hands and squeeze before the battle, that just made us turn our bruises, our sisters’s broken hearts, into bombs made for destruction
oh, but that just made us powerful. that just made us a family, like vines strong enough to wrap around a tree and pull it down when they work together, that just made us able to disappear like smoke, we will never forgot how easy it is to become invisible, that just made us queens, with crowns of blood, crowns of toil and sacrifice and also crowns of flowers, crowns of faith and hope
we are here
we’ve entered the bloodbath and we are never leaving
we are sirens, we are witches, we are angels, we are the true goddesses
and oh darling,