“Because that’s what he is,” Royce assured them as he approached from the direction of the keep, “a big, dumb street thug. I once saw an old woman better him senseless with a butter churn.”
-Hadrian proceeds to own the fuck out of Mauvin, the son of a noble family renowned for their swordsmanship and who was trained in an ancient art of swordplay considered to be unbeatable-
With his eyes on Hadrian and an expression of awe on his face, Denek (Mauvin’s youngest brother) turned to Royce and said, “That must have been an awfully wicked old lady and a big butter churn.”
xxxx: I would like your undivided attention.
INTPs: You couldn’t handle my undivided attention.
Evil kermit thread
I have not attempted every type, just having fun
Cute art
I’ve been really depressed recently but Royce and Hadrian cheer me up.
I don't even get up when I need to be online. Classes from bed, yep.
Mode 1: Sleep? I don't need sleep. I need an answer! *continues to read at 3 am*
Mode 2: I've slept 12 hours already, two more don't make any difference *goes back to sleep*
There is nothing in between.
Oh yeah
ENFP: Bite off more than they can chew.
ENFJ: Actions speak louder than words.
INFP: Being all ears.
INFJ: To every cloud there is a silver lining.
ENTP: Putting the cat among the pigeons.
ENTJ: To kill two birds with one stone.
INTP: Method to the madness.
INTJ: The cold shoulder.
ESFP: To have a blast.
ESFJ: To spill the beans.
ISFP: A bed of roses.
ISFJ: The ace in the hole.
ESTP: To piss in one’s cornflakes.
ESTJ: Holding the cards.
ISTP: Hitting the road.
ISTJ: Burning the midnight oil.
INTJ: “ From childhood’s hour I have not been/ As others were—I have not seen/ As others saw.” Alone, Edgar Allan Poe
INTP: “ We wear the mask that grins and lies,/ It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes.” We Wear the Mask, Paul Laurence Dunbar
INFJ: “Love is not love/ Which alters when it alteration finds,/ Or bends with the remover to remove.” Sonnet 116, William Shakespeare
INFP: “ Laugh, and the world laughs with you;/ Weep, and you weep alone.” Solitude, Ella Wheeler Wilcox
ISTJ: “Serene, I fold my hands and wait,/ Nor care for wind, nor tide, nor sea;/ I rave no more ‘gainst time or fate.” Waiting, John Burroughs
ISTP: “ To fight aloud, is very brave–/ But gallanter, I know/ Who charge within the bosom/ The Calvalry of Wo–” To Fight Aloud Is Very Brave, Emily Dickinson
ISFJ: “Hope is the thing with feathers/ That perches in the soul.” Hope Is The Thing With Feathers, Emily Dickinson
ISFP: “Tell me not, in mournful numbers,/ Life is but an empty dream!” A Psalm of Life, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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THEY’RE BACK!
“The whole world is small at a height like this. Almost makes sense the way it lays out, like watching an ant hive. You never look at one of those and consider the politics, the petty prejudices, and all the vanities that drive them, but it’s the same everywhere. The queen has her favorites, her courtiers. The bigger ants lord over the smaller, the more productive over the weak, and the fortunate over the unlucky. We just can’t hear their squabbles. We’re too far above. Instead, they seem so pure of purpose, so simple, so happy. Maybe that’s how we all look to Maribor and the rest of the godly pantheon. Perhaps that’s why they never think to help.”
Royce Melborn (via we-are-but-dust-and-shadows)
Okay but that is soo NOT “The secret life of INTP- Anna Kendrick”. It’s the secret *lives* of INTPs by *Anna Moss*
Unlike most people, INTPs do not come pre-programmed with acceptable social behaviour patterns. Rather, they learn to fit in through conscious observation and deliberate mimicry.
While other people talk, the INTP watches and wonders. They observe what a person did and figure out what they should do as a response. Widening their sight, nodding, and smiling, the INTP responded with a fake social skill.
Like actors on a stage set, INTPs are playing a role. They know that being true to themselves doesn’t fit too well with average people, they slowly accumulate a little acting knowledge to help them get by.
INTPs could be described as a human chameleon or a mirror. If a person is friendly, funny, boisterous, and waves their hands around a lot, the INTP will start gesticulating, speak in a louder voice, and smile and joke more to match the other’s behaviour. And when the person is finally gone, they will turn into their typical self which often is silent, aloof and nonchalant, and slowly cocoon themselves inside their room.
Most of the time this mimicry is unconscious and is basically the result of playing a role deeply enough that it becomes embedded. Chameleons don’t have to think about changing their skin colour to match leaves and branches–it just happens.
Not that INTPs are good actors. They only act because they have to, and only put forth as much effort as is required to get by. An INTP, for example, does not have a giant palette of varied emotional responses that seem totally genuine. Instead, they are controlling their bodies like a puppet-master controls a puppet, and the resulting clumsy imitation of reality is just not lifelike. But it’s enough to get by, as long as there isn’t too much pressure.
If the pressure increases or the situation warrants it, however, an INTP will switch back to their regular selves for as long as necessary, perhaps stunning their acquaintances with a display of cool, clear, cogitant reasoning.
(The secret life of INTP- Anna Kendrick)