Tired of “What’s your major?” “Where are you from?” “What year of school are you?” “What do you do for a living?”
Well, look no further! Here is a list of nerdy speed dating/small talk questions that are guaranteed* to get the conversational ball rolling (and not squish Indiana in the process)!
Feel free to add to these!
• What Hogwarts house are you? • Favorite Doctor? Favorite companion? • ‘67 Impala or Batmobile? • Favorite Avenger? • Snape: misunderstood hero or snarky bad guy, even with his “redemption” scene? • Star Wars or Star Trek? • Which District are you from? Where would you be in the Hunger Games–first to die, middle, or victor? • Are you Sam, Dean, or Castiel? • Are you Merlin or Arthur? • Are you Sherlock or John? • Are you Kirk, Spock, or Bones? • Which Fellowship of the Ring member are you? • Which member of the Galactic Rebellion are you? • Nazgul or Dementors? • Favorite Martin Freeman role: John Watson, Bilbo Baggins, or Arthur Dent? • Favorite Harrison Ford role? • Favorite Benedict Cumberbatch role? • Favorite thing you’ve ever heard Benedict Cumberbatch called (e.g. Benadryl Cumbermuffin)? • Did you like the ending to Merlin? Do you want a movie? • The Force Awakens, Rogue One, Fantastic Beasts, and Cursed Child: should they really have been canon? • Rose Tyler: awesome or annoying? • Zachary Quinto or Leonard Nimoy? What about that crying!Spock–right or wrong? • Favorite alien species from Doctor Who? • Favorite alien species from Star Wars? • Favorite alien species from Star Trek? • Favorite alien species overall? • Hobbits, Elves, Dwarves, or Men? • Scariest villain: Sauron, Voldemort, or Darth Vader? • Who’s worse: Metatron or Umbridge? • Most misunderstood villain: Lucifer, Morgana, or the Master? • Can you say Raxacoricofallapatorius? Can you spell it? • Favorite nerdy quote? • Who would win in a fight: the Winchesters or Buffy? • Would you rather go to Hogwarts or Narnia? • TARDIS, Enterprise, or Millennium Falcon? • Obi-Wan Kenobi, Gandalf, or Dumbledore? • Which set of Narnia characters is your favorite (Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy; Jill and Eustace; Polly and Digory)? • Puddleglum or JarJar Binks? • C-3PO, R2-D2 or BB-8? • Steven Moffat: villain or creative genius (or both)? • Vampires or werewolves? • Pirates or ninjas? • Do you carry salt with you? • Do you read or write fanfiction? • Do you role play?
*Batteries not included. I don’t own anything. Also these have never actually been attempted.
Do Chuck and Alex have troll designs? Because they'd totally be in a very awkward blackrom.
OKAY WELL HAHA we’re going down the rabbithole a little bit with Homestuck-crossover OC/canon pairing talks but WHAT CAN I SAY I LOVE THE RABBITHOLE.
SO. Alex as a troll………just green enough the highbloods turn up their noses at him and just blue enough teal and below get antsy and unhappy when he’s around, not least because he has some fairly weak but suspiciously cerulean-ish powers of suggestion. So he’s spent a long time being as much of a blueblood as possible, and it……….shows………….
The first thing Harley does on your ship (after mind-controlling your best friend and betraying him to the emperor and somehow getting away with it, what the fuck, Mike) is straighten up from poking around your personal goddamn workbench and say, right to your face, “these are pretty good, especially for a yellowblood!”
The second thing he does is recommend you your own fucking papers, with your own pseudonym and fake sign splashed in cerulean across the front of the document, and tell you “they’re kinda high-level, but you might get something out of them anyway! The author’s good at simplifying the complex parts for people with…less schoolfeeding.”
The third thing he does is yell, because you pick him up with your brain and throw him out of the room so hard he bounces.
Describe the foxes' hands pls :) im trying to draw them but i dont have any imagination :/
oh my god
kevin: artist’s hands, with long deft fingers. really nice nails that look like he has manicures even though he doesn’t (well, maybe sometimes). his left hand swells when he works hard (so, every day, pretty much) but the bones set surprisingly straight considering they were never properly treated. he makes fists of them when he’s nervous. there’s a blog dedicated to his sexy man hands and all the kevin day fans share them everywhere
dan: TEENY LITTLE HANDS with broad palms and quite short fingers. strong-looking, calloused across the base of the her centre three fingers. she paints her nails in bright colours (like orange!!! but also yellow and pastel pink and neon green) and moisturises with lemon-scented creme that allison buys her each birthday and christmas. loves to wear pretty rings, anything from fine plain metal to big chunky statement ones
matt: GIANT HANDS which means there’s a pic on the wall of dan holding her hand up against matt’s to compare (from before they started dating. they’re actually about to arm wrestle). thick-knuckled from boxing. shares dan’s moisturiser, so his hands smell citrusy too
renee: small hands with neatly trimmed nails that she doesn’t often paint unless they’re all doing them together. wears cute gloves all through winter because they get cold. red-silvery ropes of scarring in the meat of her palm where she once grabbed a blade aimed at her belly, to match the tracery on her knuckles where she was cut once or twice. they ache sometimes in bad weather, and swell in the heat, and she often clenches and relaxes them to ease stiffness. they’re helper’s hands, made to work as well as fight, and more soft and generous than they look like they should be
aaron: workmanlike square hands with bitten nails and major tan line from his watch on his left wrist. they get cold easily but he never buys gloves so he often shoves them in his pockets and hunches his shoulders. has a crooked finger where he hit someone once (they deserved it) and it never healed right, but it doesn’t bother him much (except that he looks at it sometimes and thinks vaguely about becoming a doctor because everyone - even bratty poor kids - deserves proper medical care)
allison: the kind of hands you see modelling rings - long fingers, slim lovely wrists, perfect nails in shell pink and iridescent silver and shimmering gold. she pays for manicures and moisturises obsessively. doesn’t mean she doesn’t have calluses, though - and she’s proud of them. these hands are beautiful, but they’re still as likely to make you lose a tooth as the hands of the other foxes
nicky: big mobile hands that are always on the move. the kind where you can make out every well-shaped bone and tendon moving under his skin, no marks to obscure them. he’s lazy about moisturising ever so they’re always super dry and also really warm. he always briskly chafes them over the hands or shoulders of anyone who complains about being cold. catch him holding hands with any and all of his teammates to keep their fingers warm
andrew: broad palms, thick fingers; strong like the rest of him. scarred knuckles like tiny white starbursts where he’s punched things he shouldn’t - walls, mirrors, windows. misshappen knuckles from punching all kinds of stuff, actually (including people). broke bones more than once before he learned some technique for hurting people without hurting himself. under the marks, his skin is fairly pale from all the time he spends with them in his pockets, and also soft around the callouses from his racquet
neil: knobbly wrists but elegant slim hands that move quickly and lightly. they give him away sometimes, forming fists when he’s angry, and fluttering when he’s anxious or irritated. the burn scars stay rippled and obvious, but many of the finer scars between them eventually fade so you can only see them in the right light. often seen hooked into the hem of andrew’s sweater, or through a belt loop. andrew calls him “lost child” with a hint of mocking sometimes, but doesn’t tell him to stop
I thought I couldn’t be more attracted to Kate, but then I was watching the alternate scenes and she started ad-libbing a run of biologically accurate information on voles. (Technically there are two vole species that occur in New York, but they wouldn’t be in an urban setting, no, and I’m not sure I’ve heard ‘super-multiplier’ itself in an ecological context, but it’s definitely applicable and appropriate.)
Maybe she was able to pull this out of her head, maybe she knew this line was coming and did some quick research beforehand, either way, there’s video of her speaking my scientific language and I love it.
Imagine:Everyone’s having lunch in the Cortex and you and Cisco can’t help but get a little nerdy…
“Hey Cisco,” you said, holding up a square cup. “D’you want a beer?”
He blinked, surprised. “Um…sure?”
Everyone looked at you confused as you handed the container to your best friend, who took the cup hesitantly. No surprise, considering it was still early for alcohol.
At least, by S.T.A.R. Labs’ standards, that is.
“What kind of beer is it?” He sniffed the liquid, checking for its alcoholic content. “I can’t smell anything.”
“Just try it,” you gestured, eager.
The four of them - Barry, Cait, Cisco and Harry - shared a look of curiosity before turning back to you expectantly. With one eyebrow raised, Cisco raised the cup to his lips and took a quick sip, swished the beverage around his mouth a couple times and gulped it down.
His brows furrowed while he tried to discern the flavor.
“I don’t get it,” he said, setting the cup down on the counter. “That’s just regular root beer.”
“Actually,” You beamed, a lot more prideful than you should have. “It’s beer. See, it’s root beer in a square cup and because the function cancels out the exponent, you are simply left with beer.”
You settled back in your seat, your hands imitating the movements of a small nuclear explosion going off as you lip-synched a ‘BOOM.’
Your mind-bomb motion, as you’d like to call it.
Everyone stared at you, mouth agape; though, it was an expected reaction. Your joke, by far, had probably been the cheesiest thing they’ve heard in…well, forever.
Cisco cast you amused look. “Are you…are you talking nerdy to me?”
“Of course,” you grinned, taking a bite out of your Big Belly Burger. “Don’t you find it a-peel-ing?”
Beside us, Barry and Caitlin hung their head in shame, completely rejecting the idea that they could associate with someone so pun-oriented. Harry, on the other hand, took the worst of it all, and immediately stood up, grabbing his food.
“I’m not dealing with this,” he muttered, rushing out of the lab before he could hear any more of your genius witticism. “You kids have fun.”
Cisco couldn’t help the goofy grin on his face.
“Oh my god, ______,” he sputtered, barely able to contain his laugh. “You got Harry to leave!”
“Some people just donut understand,” you added dorkily. “I love to turnip the jokes.”
“Stop!” he said, face turning red. “You’re kiwi-ing me!”
“But I’m so egg-celent!” you pointed out.
He nudged you. “I guess you’re kind of a big dill.”
“That’s what cheese said!”
The two of you burst out laughing, and you felt a small, prideful glow light inside of you. When it came to Cisco, it was one thing when you got the mechanical engineer to laugh; but, it was an entirely different matter when you got him to join you in your stupid stunt act.
Beside you, Barry and Cait seemed disturbed.
As if their internal selves were doing the best that they can not to cringe, or have their face cave in so much and explode out of the back of their heads. Simultaneously, the two got on their feet and collected their lunchware.
“Sorry, guys,” Cait apologized, her nose wrinkling uncomfortably. “I think I’m just gonna go. It’s getting a little weird in here.”
“Same,” Barry added, dashing out the door.
Any faster and that man would’ve been rushing at the Flash’s speed.
Now, it was only you and Cisco who remained in the room.
At this point, both of you couldn’t suppress your fully spread smiles. Reaching across the table, past his Big Belly Burger wrappers and cup of beer, the mechanical engineer held your hand.
“You are amazing,” he stared deeply in your eyes. “And not to mention, completely adorable.”
“As are you,” Tightening your fingers around his, you leaned closer to him across the table. “I guess you could say, we make a great pear…”
I didn't understand the "you're cute jeans" joke with Kendall. Can you please explain?
lmao it wasn’t even intended to be a joke basically kendall was complimenting kris but she didn’t understand bc what kind of compliment is “you’re cute jeans” and then at the end i’m pretty sure -if i’m remembering correctly- kendall went “you’re annoying nvm” and that’s what made me laugh bc if i tried that with my own mother i’d be bitch slapped into china 🌚idek man it’s not that deep