#Get freaked out so easily with my wild vivid imagination

[andiwantneedlusthenrycavill41482]

September 28, 2016 Facebook Post. Kind Of Sounds Like Something Ashton Would Have Said.

My thoughts this morning at 1 AM while watching the 1992 Bram Stroke's Dracula:

Let me get this straight you get so pissed off at God that you decide to denounce him and you make that point by stabbing your sword into the cross statue in the church. It bleeds so you then drink the blood and become a Vampire? Alright then let's not do that than.

[twopoppies]

Gina, I’m so upset. I had a very vivid dream where Harry released a song and a music video for this album. The music video started with a 2013/14-era of Harry and Louis where they’re both getting into a car and cuddling (no idea who’s recording) and they are just So polite to the driver (odd detail but there you go). Then it cuts to shots of wild house parties and stuff. The entire time, Harry is doing a voiceover and talking about how life can change so easily and how “is it progress or is it just change” and he literally says “life used to be baby blue, now it’s red-orange” (???). And it flashes between unseen videos of him and Louis looking extremely happy and parties and him in luxurious clothing looking extremely sad. And I freaked out so bad that I couldn’t listen to the song and I clicked off of it (it was 6 minutes and 23 seconds 😆).

Later on, I woke up from a nap In My Dream and I told everyone that I needed to get to my phone because I had no idea if I had just dreamt it, and when I looked at my phone it was real (imagine my disappointment waking up this morning).

Everything was so wild, I’ve never had a dream like that before and I’m thinking it’s the new medications I’m on 😅 Maybe they let me see the future! 🤞

LOL! If you keep having dreams like that, you might have to talk to your doctor. 😅😅😅

[alphi-writes]

Ah! this is such a nice event idea (*´꒳`*)!! may i have hyacinth for idia and poppies for chenya? Please and thank you! I hope you’re having a nice day ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶

(ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟThank you!! I hope you're having a nice day as well, moineau♡💐

Flowers: Hyacinth, Poppy

Characters: Idia, Che'nya

Idia Shroud

Idia is an introvert, no doubt about it, and he's easily flustered. It was no surprise that he freaked out when you confessed to him.

He was completely dumbfounded. You were this awesome person with extraverted friends and a whole life outside of school, and what was he?

He didn't see a single thing about him that you could see as attractive or even worth while, so for weeks he was just confused.

It's not like he did not like you, but he didn't think he was good enough for you.

"Ah, sorry for just confessing out of the blue, you don't have to accept it." He watched as you gave him a genuine smile, a smile that made his heart throb and his face burn.

"I-uhm I do like you..."

He stared at his feet, wringing his hands together while he waited for you to reply.

"You do? T-that's great! Oh uhm, we don't have to get together right off the bat if it makes you uncomfortable or anything." When he looked up, he could see that you had suddenly become a lot more flustered.

Your eyebrows creased and you were scratching the back of your neck.

"Let's, uh, try it out." He whispered so quietly that you barely heard him.

You nodded, smiling crookedly at him.

"Yea, okay!"

Since then, you'd only grown closer, as friends and as partners.

You would spend hours together, usually just in the same room doing your own thing, but knowing the other was there was good enough for you.

One day, when you'd invited Idia over to the ramshackle dorm, you had a fun idea in mind.

"Come on in, I even bought some candies."

He walked in and stopped in the living room, staring at the pile of pillows and blankets.

"What's.. going on?"

You walked in with a bowl of candy, setting it on the coffee table.

"Oh, I wanted to build a pillow fort with you today! Do~ you want to?" You gestured to the pile of blanket, putting your hands back on your hips.

"Y-yea actually that sounds great." He had already begun blushing.

A pillow fort? Pillow forts were a big part of his childhood, and depending on the manga, two lovers would build one together.

You instantly began setting up the bottom of the fort, where the two of you would lay. Idia picked up the memo and shuffled over to help.

You positioned chairs on either side of the fort and tied the blankets to them, creating the 'roof', and you even had fairy lights to hang up inside the fort.

When you finished laying everything out, you laid your laptop down and picked up the candy bowl.

"Okay, time to binge." You laid down in the fort and patted the spot next to you, signaling for Idia to follow suit.

He laid down, watching as you typed in the movie you were to watch.

It was a simple date, yea, but it was still one of your favorite past times. It didn't cost anything and you could still hang out with the person you cherished most.

Che'nya

You were doing your daily rounds in Heartslaybul, feeding the hedgehogs, watering the plants, making sure the Flamingos were healthy, all that.

You were currently watering the roses when a familiar face poked out from between the bushes.

"Good morning, Che'nya." You were still a bit groggy, but it appeared that the cat boy was anything but.

"What is Y/N doing today?"

You chuckled quietly at his speech, "Well, I suppose Y/N is doing their daily chores."

"Hmm, chores are boring, Y/N should come buy new socks with me!"

He tugged at your sleeve, hoping you would agree.

"Sorry Che'nya, not right now. I'll go once I'm done with chores." You gentle pulled his hand off.

Che'nya was beyond bored today, seeing as he had nothing to do, and sitting around watching you do chores would only make him even more bored.

"Chores are boooring~ Che'nya wants some socks!"

Sighing as you continued your work, you decided to pick up the pace just a bit. You did want to go with him today because honestly, you were pretty bored yourself as well.

"It'll take fifteen minutes, okay? Just be patient please."

He huffed, crossing his arms and slouching over. He decided that if he had to wait, then he could at least see what was so important about your chores.

I mean, what could be so important about some plants? Plants were everywhere in the wild! And they didn't need people taking care of them all the time, what made these plants so special.

"Here, look at these flowers, Che'nya." You pointed to a section full of the same flowers, but different colors.

"They're poppies, they mean imagination, so how about you use your imagination while I finish up my chores?"

Che'nya did have a vivid imagination, it was part of his charm.

He watched as you moved onto the next flowers before turning back to the poppies. What could he turn these little guys into, hm?

Maybe, he could give them faces.

When he thought about the flowers with faces, he laughed loudly.

The flowers grew faces and began dancing and singing. He snickered, waving his index fingers around and swaying to the music.

He began humming along to the familiar song, his tail swinging fiercely to match his uplifting mood.

"Che'nya." He stopped dancing and turned, spotting you standing in front of him with a small smile.

"You ready to go?" You offered your elbow to Che'nya, who happily hooked his elbow with yours.

"Were the flowers singing for you?"

"Yes! Flowers have such pretty singing voices!" You chuckled as he went on about the flowers.

While you walked, you intertwined your fingers with his and brought his knuckles to your lips, pressing a soft kiss to them.

"Well then I'd love to get to hear their singing voices with you one day."

[janexeu]

     though the mist might prevent some from seeing it, JANE MÁRQUEZ is actually a descendent of HYPNOS. it’s still a question of whether or not the TWENTY-SIX year old DEMIGOD ELEMENTARY EDUCATION MAJOR from NEW ORLEANS, USA has taken after HER godly parent completely, but the demigod is still known to be quite SACRIFICIAL & STUBBORN.

( she’s b-b-b-back on her bs : katya ! tis uhm ,,,, a lil bit of a chonk of an intro but ill try 2 b cute w it. any time u wanna yeet jus peep the gif again & forgive me bc Look At Her ! )

POWERS ( more info here )

hypnokinesis  — p much made her a glorified babysitter w lynch-esque wacko dreams. it got stronger naturally as she got older, but jus w herself n eventually the ppl shes real close w. its also gotten a lot better since comin to eonia 

seeing gods in dreams  — she doesnt hang out w em every fridays at tgifs but like ,,, if she had Pertinent Questions she cud smhw make it happen. found out abt her being a demigod at age 10 when she met hypnos

memory retrieval — shes got great memry of her own but bc she knows it can help w grief n all that, shes been learnin in eonia how to do it 4 others if they mayb wanted it

BIO POINTS 

her single ma died during childbirth so jane's been in the foster care system since 5ever. attempts at reunification nvr worked out but thankfully she got real lucky w her group home and foster families. twas stable enough to not emotionally scar her even further but the instability of it all was fosho a big ol’ lot and has influenced her rigidness in sum aspects of her life

she lived p much as a mortal even tho her powers r a lil freaky. never went to camp but it worked out bc all her abilities r internal and cannot be Perceived by others. she had a talk w hypnos abt what 2 do n he mentioned camps but also gave sum monster avoidance tips ( like rarely use ur powers, maybe learn self defense, yada yada ) n she jus ,,, did that so she cud continue livin real normal w the mortals. logistics of camp stressed her out esp bc shes livin w non-family n stuff yk it was All Too Much, miss her w the added demigod stress tyvm

got married at 23 to her childhood sweetums luis, but he ,,, died abt a yr later fr a car accident. coma for 2 weeks n jane p much slept the entire time in his hospital room, visitin his dreams n talkin to him. twas a life support sitch so they eventually decided to pull da plug whch was real sad but like she's processed it 2 da best of her abilities. her powers helped a lot in the coping too n she visits memories of him in her dreams smtms when it gets real sad then shes ok again bc life goes on n life is pretty uwu

bc of her bg round kids of all kinds, shes always been passionate abt em. always takin babysittin/tutor gigs and went to community college so she cud teach n then worked as an elem teacher. only started considerin goin 2 eonia 4 postgrad when she had a student who showed signs n strugglez of bein a demigod. she eventually got to talk to their godly parent 2 confirm n she was shocked pikachu meme, real concerned for all those youngins who hav no clue what to do ! or how to cope ! bc they cant facetime w the olympians lyk she can ! so cue her discussin eonia w luis a lot then a year after the accident, broke out the pro-con list again. took abt *checks watch* another yr til she finally decided to zoom 2 athens but then whoosh she did !

PERSONALITY

yearning ? idk her — shes can be a bit of a take it as is typa chick. can be a lil literal jsksj not dumb but like ,,, def doesnt read into things enuff to pine n long n year yk. some things might def fly over her head. she says Yes To Serotonin in this house. she dk the the mitskis n the sikens n the carsons ; its all mary oliver up in this joint. we just tryna luv life n be grateful folkz

le freak, say chic ! — control freak, that is. growin up in an unstable envi meant shed cling 2 stability n independence, wrvr she cud get it. so when it comes 2 the way she does things, she can be real a heel digger. also bc she has 2 deal w kids yk so it can b A Lot n shes v stern lyk dat. ofc she wont infantilize the eonians .,,,. or will she ? big sis vibes outta control. she means well tho always always means well. itll also b v hard to get her 2 giv up on sum1 bc life ? she luvs it n knows u can too

changes by david bowie — is decidedly skipped on the playlist. she doesnt like change !!! i mean she knows its inevitable but still not entire unavoidable. ever since she got out of the system, shes had a partner n her own way of doing things n its been workin out so why change it yk ? she says time may change me but jokes on u i can sorta trace time 

rip but im different — this goes out to all em whores in this house. she respectz ur hustle but like ,,,, not her thang. girl doesnt even get drunk when she drinks bc she doesnt rlly drink sksjsk doesnt like the taste of it, big baby ! but like she's Lived, its more like. ok tried it, not for me. thanks tho. also for all the meanies in the house, y’all perplex her. shes empathetic n wont show the judgement but smtms shes lowkey lyk .,., ur how old n u had all this goin 4 u n ur still so rotten ? how u actin like a 7yo w a trantrum ? scratch head, make it make sense

at least u tried — dad jokes, bad puns, tries to be big jokester but isn't funny. she's pretty tho so she gets away with it. idk wht else 2 say ur honor. shes the type thatll embarrass u w affection

well that was Awkward — probably sum1 abt her if  they see her actin a Fool bc shes in a foreign sitch or topic. when shes a fish outta water then she can be so ! easily ! flustered ! which is p much her in eonia. shes not new new but theres way 2 much godly shennanigans for her to wrap her head ‘round n sis has never gone to camp so its ice bucket challenge level shock from time to time still w da magics n lore

til death do us part — yknow when death cab for cutie said i knew that u wer a truth i wud rather lose than 2 hav nvr lain beside at all ? how abt when they wrecked me by rudely sayin love is watching sum1 die ? yes ? no ? nywy thats jane 4 ya. if she loves then shes in and if shes in then she is all in, luke danes stylez

was that a vivid enough picture or did i just word vom the same things agen n agen sjksjs jus know shes cute n sweet if a lil frustrating n annoying bc shes stubbornpants mcgee. may or may not have a slight compulsion to help fix other ppl ..,,.. someone set her str8 n tell her fix u by coldplay isnt it !!!  

OTHER INFO 

5′9″ born 4 october 1994, virgo sun n moon

not a freshie ! idk how long her program is but like ,,, lets ignore that 4 now ok jus kno that she been here a while

yogi & boxing enthusiast back at home. hc her mans got real into the martial arts w her when hypnos told her she gotta learn how 2 defend so that was one of their things : bonding by workouts so jane cud protecc herself if need be

her maiden name’s jane fulton. got her mommas surname but the name jane ? thats some jane doe bs some rando picked out for her which she hated at first but then seeing tarzan made her go hmmm, ok bet !

lgbtq+ alliance president ! identifies as pan

she met her late hubbie when they were abt 7ish, real friends 2 lovers cuteness. jane was there for him throughout his entire coming out & transition ergo her passion for the community esp queer kids bc she was That Cis Ally for her mans. wears her ring as a real lowkey necklace now

shes also real passionate abt sleep. will ask u how did u sleep last night p much every day u see her bc ppl spend like half their lives asleep catherine ofc shes gonna ask

her fave thing abt eonia ?  the whole siblings bit. shes had 2 make do w what she got n build a family from scratch so this ? she luvs it a lot let her give u kithes hypnos babies

shes p well versed in the greek thingies but only thru the knowledge mortals gets + dream info. after her realizin who she is, all things ancient greek jus sorta became her niche interest ykwim ? shes not like Super Learned abt it more like ,,, ok i gotta at least make Sum sense outta all this, gotta learn what i can. imagin how embarrassin it wud b 2 see a god in ur dream n then go : sorry to this man. nope. not jane, not her, nuh-uh 

luv languages : words, acts of service, physical touch !

useless hcs but she loves disney sfm ok. smtms dresses up as princess tiana for bday parties n shit bc shell do nythin 2 put a smile on the kids n babs faces

ya like jazz ? bc jane surely does ! adores motown & 60s music. nina simone owns her. no one drag peggy lee from 101 dalmatians ! not an important hc but i jus wanted to quote my bubble butt winged bee lover barry

POSSIBLE CONNECTIONS

children ! infants ! babies !

demigods that make her scratch head damn u live like this ? but also wud knife emoji to protect n care for. shes not the oldest on campus but shes been livin independently p much her entire life so she finks shes got a tight grasp on the myth that is Adulting  

srsly tho the Big Sis vibes is off the charts w this one. shell perserve u dumdums

baddie influencies !

convince her 2 get drunk at a party ! bc she never does. convince her to maybe try drugs ! or go hook up ! do smths impulsive idk jus smth new !

gl tho bc shes not rlly ,,, easily influenced But she can b reasoned w ! in general i fink its just gonna be a fun dynamic if y/m knows how to coax sum wildness outta her or w/e bc thotty yummy theyre hotty yolo rzning jus wont do w this gal. will most likely get argumentative like a big ol momma hen but if u win then ur winning big

Sleep Now or forever hold ur peace !

idk sum1 she helps w their messy sleep ? shes def not super public w it, surely knows her other siblings r Better at it but if  y’all are close, she probs enjoys doin it 4 ya. she runs her hair thru fingers a lot when she does it. like a lot a lot unless u tell her to get lost

lover boi, lover gorl, lover enby !

she can be a lil traditional when it comes to how she views rels. she wants all that meetcute courting bs ! no gender roles tho n u best be sure shes not constantly comparin w her late hubbie ,,, but she jus wants smth magical n 2 be wooed again yk ?

so yea ,,, crushers mayhaps ? sum1 who is tryin 2 woo her ? sum1 she had a meetcute w and now janes got lowkey heart eyes for em ? idk lotsa possiblities but pls keep in mind she is not good at the flirtings so hav mercy on her 

eonia tour guide !

or jus friends who like ,,, constnatly fill her in w all the godly stuff n whatnot. years of not goin 2 camps mean u miss out on a lot ! explore ruins w her n get her info her mortal educ didnt make her privy 2 yk 

head real empty atm i will think of sum n let y’all know when i do, but give us all the conekshunz. friends, enemies, the usual bit, lgbtq alliance peeps, lmk whats up whats done whats cookin we want it all

( shes p much a new muse n da result of me tryna bring in an emotionally healthy kid to this sad sad university. janes in a v good well-adjusted place rn n is my therapy muse bc that other bitch m** is a messy handful. but wbk life aint linear so mayhaps shit’ll hit da fan or one of y/m will ruin her lmfao press f pls ! but also color me eyes emoji bc we love to see it )

[ankhlesbian]

FE Rarepair Week: Day 3

Prompt: Beginnings/Journeys, for @ferarepair-week

Fandom: FE Fates

Pairing: Setsuna/Hinoka

AO3 Link: Here

Length: ~1k

Title: one step forward

After the war, Hinoka finds herself feeling restless, not sure what to do with herself. Luckily, as always, her loyal retainer and closest friend is there to help.

It almost seems unreal that the war ended so easily, that Hoshido is close allies with Nohr now. It makes Hinoka a little uncomfortable after a lifetime of hating Nohr for taking Corrin away. But Corrin’s back now, and the two countries are allies, and she needs to accept that.

After Ryoma’s coronation, once everything has settled down, she finds herself listless. There isn’t much for the pegasus knights to do anymore, so she throws herself into her training, for hours on end. Ryoma’s busy being a leader, Takumi disappeared to travel the countryside with Corrin, and Sakura’s spearheading the organization nationwide medical treatments. Even Azama is taking to his new post, somewhere on a far border of Hoshido, like a fish to water. He sends letters, sometimes.

Hinoka just trains. Usually alone. The other pegasus knights are happy to have more time to spend with their families, and she doesn’t know where the people she fought beside under Corrin have gone. Nothing can stop her from running through the same training exercises, over and over again, war or no war.

She’s spent her whole life fighting, from being a stubborn child who wanted her sibling back to a stubborn adult who wanted to protect the citizens of her country. Now, to serve her citizens, she spends her time making stuffy public appearances in heavy formal kimonos, holding seiza and drinking bland tea through all sorts of meetings with ambassadors.

She hates it. Intellectually, she knows she’s being useful, but she can’t help but feel antsy. She could be doing anything else. She could join Takumi and Corrin, run amok through Hoshido helping villagers and rebuilding towns. Maybe she should try to pick up healing from Sakura.

She sighs, lowering her naginata and wiping the sweat from her brow. It’s late, and she has to be up early tomorrow to get ready for a meeting with Fuga. She has every intention of going straight to bed like a good little princess, but then she’s hear a crashing noise from nearby the outer walls of the royal compound. There’s probably someone on patrol who’ll handle it, but, well, she can’t just let someone break into the compound when she’s right here.

There’s plenty of shadows to hide in, so she readies her grip on her naginata and creeps forward towards the source of the ruckus. She peers through the trees that skirt the edges of the property, prepared to lunge at the enemy. Except, it’s not the enemy.

“Setsuna?”

Said woman is hanging by one foot from a snare trap tied to a rather sorry looking branch of a tree. Beneath her is a deep pit, full of poisoned spikes. Hinoka’s set more than her fair share of those very same traps, back in the day.

“Oh. Lady Hinoka. It’s been a while.” Setsuna blinks at her placidly, voice amazingly monotone for someone who has only a thin rope keeping them from death. “I’ve had to find my own way out of quite a few traps recently.”

It has been a while. The need for retainers was less high than it had been, and Hinoka had just assumed Setsuna had gone back to her family’s estate. She didn’t even know she was staying in the palace. She’s a terrible friend. Despite the wave of guilt, she can’t help the smile that tugs at her lips.

“Some things never change, huh. I’ll get you down easy.” As she speaks, there’s a crack, and her eyes widen, darting to the branch Setsuna’s dangling from. It’s snapping.

Curses fall from her lips and she drops her naginata, rushing forward. She pushes off the ground just as Setsuna falls, jumping straight over the pit with her arms outstretched. She tumbles to the ground on the other side of the hole, popping to her feet and blowing her hair out of her eyes.

She has Setsuna clutched to her chest, bridal style, one arm under her knees and the other around her back. Setsuna doesn’t even look bothered, though her hair is a mess, spiking up at wild angles. Setsuna’s arms are looped around her neck, and she stares up at Hinoka.

“Thanks, Lady Hinoka. That was a close one.”

“I didn’t realize you were still here.” Hinoka blurts, because she can’t have Setsuna this close and pretend she hasn’t done anything wrong. Setsuna cocks her head.

“Where else would I be?”

Hinoka shrugs, trying to look anywhere other than at Setsuna.

“I dunno. You never were a fan of all the hubbub here.” The capital’s been even more crowded than usual lately, too.

“But you’re here, so here I am.” Setsuna yawns. “You might want to put me down… I might fall asleep… it’s pretty comfy.”

Hinoka blushes, but something in Setsuna’s words distracts her.

“That’s your reason for being here?”

Setsuna looks at her like she’s grown a second head.

“I just mean,” Hinoka fumbles. “Everyone else seems to have found a new purpose. I thought you might’ve moved on, too.”

It would’ve explained why Hinoka hasn’t seen her around. Then again, it’s not like Hinoka was trying to find her.

“I don’t need a new purpose. As long as you’re happy and safe, I’m happy.” She pauses, staring into Hinoka’s eyes. There’s an intensity in them that takes Hinoka off guard, piercing into her mind. “But you’re not happy, are you, Lady Hinoka?”

Hinoka wilts.

“I just feel… useless.” She says lamely. Setsuna’s not like her, never cared for fighting beyond a means to an end. Setsuna cocks her head.

“Does it matter? Lord Ryoma’s taking care of… everything, I suppose. You can do whatever you want. I’ll be right there with you… it’s not like anyone can really tell you what to do anymore.”

That’s the problem. She doesn’t know what she wants, doesn’t know how to want anything outside of protecting people. But.., during the war, there had been times when she thought about other things, hadn’t there? Wanting to soak in the hot springs after a freak thunderstorm drenched the army. Craving sweets when Setsuna complained about the field rations being bitter so she could be happy. Wanting to try street food from festival stalls a princess had never been allowed to go to, mouth watering at Orochi’s vivid descriptions, imagining getting to play festival games and win prizes. Setsuna would probably love a giant stuffed animal.

She smiles down at Setsuna, feeling her heart beating a little faster. Alone, she might still be in a funk, and she still kind of is, but she doesn’t have to do this alone.

“Are you hungry right now, Setsuna? Let’s go misuse royal funds.”

Setsuna sighs dramatically, tightening her grip on Hinoka’s neck. Her neck feels hot, and she resists the urge to rub at it.

“Only if you carry me… My legs are sore from that trap.”

Hinoka rolls her eyes. Her muscles ache from her extended training, but she’s had worse. The guards patrolling can handle resetting the trap, so she leaves it to them, swinging herself over the compound wall to hit the streets in search of greasy food from whatever restaurants are still open at midnight.

[mbtizone]

Eric Forman (That '70s Show): INTP

Dominant Introverted Thinking [Ti]: Eric always picks up on logical inconsistency and readily points it out when others make mistakes. He does this compulsively, and often at inappropriate moments because he can’t resist a chance to correct others. Eric is a huge sci-fi buff and often defends Star Wars when his friends and family try to point out how unrealistic it is, claiming that certain elements could happen. This is indicative of a personalized logical system. Eric takes in what he is willing to believe and denies what he doesn’t. He’s clearly intelligent, but has no desire to impact his external environment. He thinks for the fun of it, not to apply the knowledge he accumulates. He’s skilled at debating and tends to overthink things. He can sometimes ruin moments because of his need to analyze everything that’s happening. Eric doesn’t typically get hung up on the facts of a situation and tends to be more of an abstract thinker. Sometimes, it’s hard for Eric to be direct and precise when he speaks. He’s not very decisive and tends to go back and forth on things as he acquires new information or considers alternate perspectives (Ti-Ne). He can appear to make a firm decision, only to change his mind shortly after. Eric’s dominant Ti and lower Si often clashes with Red’s high Si and Te, leading to many of their disagreements. He can often be stubborn when he reaches his own conclusions, shutting out other people’s opinions because he values his own rationale and thought process more than other people’s opinions.

Auxiliary Extroverted Intuition [Ne]: It’s fun for Eric to speculate about possibilities. He’s willing to believe in things he can’t see or prove (Ti-Ne) and often becomes so caught up in his ideas that he doesn’t pay attention to his physical environment or what’s going on right in front of him. He has a wild imagination that allows him to describe vivid possible scenarios and fantasies in conversation, which he comes up with quickly and easily. His brain makes many connections, which is evident from his sense of humor. He’s good at coming up with metaphors and relating his experiences (Si) to other things. Eric is extremely talkative and often ends up rambling, much to the annoyance of his father. Although Eric’s Ne is used mainly for his own personal entertainment, he also utilizes it to think of how situations might play out. When he’s trying to decide on a course of action to take, he uses his Ne to come up with a variety of results, both positive and negative. Eric has trouble committing and often second guesses his decisions. He asks Donna to marry him and when Red pressures them to actually get married, he decides he isn’t ready. Then when his wedding day comes, he’s unable to go through with it.

Tertiary Introverted Sensing [Si]: Though Eric is unconventional in a lot of ways, there are certain traditions he does believe in, and feels uncomfortable when they’re threatened. Donna is a feminist and wants to work, but Eric feels that he should be the provider and Donna should take care of the house and be at home with the kids. He feels the need to provide for her and the thought of things being the other way around makes him uneasy. “I’m the man and the man’s the man and that’s just the way it is.” Eric lacks responsibility, discipline, and focus. He’s not really detail-oriented in most situations and can sometimes be careless and forgetful. Eric can easily recall information about ideas or things that interest him. When he enjoys something, he likes to revisit it. He loves watching, talking about, or collecting merchandise from Star Wars. His Ne utilizes his Si in making references, which he employs regularly in his various witticisms.

Inferior Extroverted Feeling [Fe]: Eric is socially awkward and doesn’t really know how to comfort other people. However, he can use people’s emotions against them and be manipulative. For instance, when Donna is planning to move away for school, he realizes that she has become more interested in sex because of how much she’ll miss him when they’re apart, so he plans on her emotions in order to get as much sex as he can. “This could be the last time that you and I…” or “This might be the last time that I…” Eric struggles to keep his mouth shut, even when it might get him in trouble. He can talk about his feelings when he wants to, and when he does, he’s able to articulate them. Eric can be sacrificial, and though he’s adamantly against it at first, puts off college in order to stay home and help out after his father’s heart attack. At times, he can have trouble understanding where other people are coming from or why something upsets them, but, once given some time to reflect, he is able to give sincere apologies. Eric will tell a lie to spare someone’s feelings and avoid an argument. He sees that when Red lies to Kitty to make her happy, it works, but when he tries the same thing with Donna, she gets angry at him (Si-Fe). It works for them, so maybe it will work for him, too. Sometimes, Eric can be a little childish and immature when it comes to his emotions and can become insecure and sensitive when criticized or when he feels others view him as incompetent. Eric often requires external validation from his friends and family to make sure he’s doing the right thing and can become stressed if people disagree with his choices.

Note: I would say that about 85% of the time, I see Eric typed as an INFP (with the other 15% being ISFP), but I don’t see Se, Ni, Fi, or Te in him. I think some of the problem is stereotyping. Eric isn’t focused on school and doesn’t have a mathematical or scientific mind. He also feels more than the stereotypical INTP and lacks detachment. That doesn’t mean he’s not an INTP, though. Not every INTP is robotic, as they’re often portrayed. I know one INTP who is detached and doesn’t really display emotion, and another INTP who is sensitive and has no issues expressing her feelings. There’s no one size fits all description, and functions can manifest differently in different people. Eric’s Ti is displayed through his own subjective rationality and reasoning. He doesn’t typically have strong beliefs about right and wrong or good and bad. He can put his feelings into words when he wants to. He doesn’t really have high moral expectations and doesn’t appear to have a strict value system. Most of the arguments I’ve seen for Fi-dom are very weak and not actually representative of what Fi is. I’m currently doing a rewatch of That ’70s show (it’s what I’ve been throwing on to go to sleep to), and I’m actively looking for signs of Fi/Te. If I find evidence of these functions, I am completely open to retyping him in the future, but for right now, I see more Ti/Fe. And, if anyone who believes him to be an IxFP wants to leave a comment and raise a few points, please do! I’m more than happy to try to look at things from another perspective.

Enneagram: 6w7 Sx/Sp

Quotes:

Red: Kitty, did you look at that list? If I had known what I was coming home to after my heart attack, I would’ve walked straight into that bright light and never looked back. Kitty: Oh come on, it can’t be that bad. [sits down I’ll do it with you. Cause what’s good for the goose, is good for the gander. Eric: Actually Mom, Dad’s the gander. [They stare at him] The male goose. So it would be what’s good for the gander is good for the goose. [sits down] So, [picks up the paper] lets take a gander at what you’re giving up with the gander. [He laughs while Red and Kitty continue to stare at him.] That’s how you do that.

Kitty: Do you have to breathe so much, it’s like a sauna in here Eric: Alright, you heard the lady, no more breathing Kitty: I didn’t tell you not to breathe, I asked you not to breathe as much, there’s a difference Fez: [to Red] For crazy people Red: Hey Ali Baba, close sesame Hyde: Red you missed the exit Red: Oh damn, Eric you’re supposed to be watching the map, what are you doing? Eric: [He holds up the map which he folded into a crown] Making you a crown because you’re king of the road!

Eric: So I told my girlfriend we could go to different schools, everyone does that right? Lisa: My boyfriend and I have been going to different schools for three years and now we love each other more than ever. Eric: And I bet when you get together, it’s like a thunderstorm. Ted: [to Lisa] Hey pretty lady. [She kisses him] Eric: Excuse me, hello? Didn’t you just say you have a boyfriend? Lisa: Yeah but he’s not here Eric: [to Hyde] I told Donna we could go to different schools, if Donna doesn’t hate Marquette, we’re screwed Hyde: Who cares man? I just turned down a half drunk college chick, I’m pretty sure she could do stuff

Eric: Well… did you see that? I told you the truth and we got into a fight. My dad told my mom she’s pleasant, a whopper of a lie, and they’ve been married 150 years. Donna: I don’t care. I want you to tell me the truth all the time. Eric: No, no, you don’t. It’s like when women ask whether or not their outfit makes them look fat. How many men tell them they look fat? Zero. How many women look fat? Not zero.

Donna: [first lines] You know, Eric, I’m really happy with our relationship right now. Eric: Yeah, me too. It’s like we’re way past the broken up and miserable stage and we’re back in the having sex again stage. Yeah, thumbs up from this end, too. Yeah Donna: I’m serious. I mean, we’ve been through a lot, and even though some of it wasn’t exactly fun, I mean, it was worth it, because now we know we can handle anything. And we don’t freak out about the little stuff. Eric: Right like that time we got into that big fight because I ran over your cat Donna: That wasn’t little stuff, I really loved that cat. Eric: Yeah, I know, I meant the cat was little…

Eric: I don’t want to wake up in five years and hate my life. Red: That’s unavoidable.

Jackie Burkhart: Eric, if it makes you feel any better, Michael was really bad his first time, too. Eric: Oh, that’s supposed to make me feel better? Jackie Burkhart: Doesn’t it? Eric: [realizes it does] Yeah, a little. Thanks, Jackie.

Eric: Look at our poor little tough guy, hurting others to ease his own pain. Kelso: I think someone needs a tickle. Fez: No, I’m okay. Eric: Look, Hyde, we’re your best friends and we’re here for you, okay. We’re not gonna let you go through this thing alone. Hyde: Would you shut up, Forman? I’m fine. Kelso: You know what, Eric’s right. We’re gonna do what guys do for each other. Fez: A massage train? Eric: No. [to Hyde] But we did get you a present. [cut to the circle] Hyde: It’s a great present, guys. I especially like the teeny white paper you all wrapped it in. Kelso: Yeah, the only thing that could ruin today is if the Russians set off that Russian death ray that’s pointed at the White House. No, seriously. No, I read about it in a magazine. Eric: Kelso, that was The Flash, and it is a comic book. Fez: I love comic books. I wish I had thought bubbles… You see anything? Hyde: Kelso, the Russians don’t have a death ray, but they do have a stupid ray and it’s pointed directly at you. Kelso: No, the Russians do have a death ray, and I’ll prove it. [dials on a phone] Operator, give me the White House. Eric: Kelso, I’m not allowed to make long distance calls without permission. Kelso: Oh, awesome, I’m on hold and they’re playing that theme song to the President. Eric: Hail to the Chief. Kelso: Thank you, Eric, but I’m trying to enjoy the President’s theme song.

Eric: You love Marquette and I’ve made my peace with that so we’re just gonna go to different colleges, drift away and make out with guys named Ted because these are things we can’t change, you’re gonna get menopause and I’m gonna die! Donna: Eric, I’m not going to Marquette. Eric: Oh. Well, never mind. Donna: I loved it there and was so excited to tell you about it but the drive took forever and I realized that’s how far we would be from each other all the time so I’m going to UW. Eric: Oh, Donna. Donna: Eric isn’t this great. We’re going to be together all the time. Eric: You’re not going to get all clingy. Donna: [playfully] Shut up! Eric: I mean, I’m going to be a big college man. Donna: Uh-huh. Eric: I’m gonna need my space.

Eric Forman (That ’70s Show): INTP was originally published on MBTI Zone

[coal-the-shiba]

Ah--he’s gotten so big!  We got him near the end of November, and look at him now! :D

Okay, so I have been reading the book "Bonding with your Dog" and it really motivated me to get started with him.  Today, I spent the entire day working with him on his "house".  You see, we have made some bad habits of just kind of shoving him in there because we lost the ability to get him to go on his own.  He hated being shut in there.  The problem is, we only have this place to put him in---and he can only be out if I am the one downstairs (my dog, my responsibility).  Well, I have to do stuff so I can't always keep an eye on him and he has a bad habit of peeing when he sees the in-laws.  But, it is time to curb that.

A lot of people say that crate training takes days, and that you need to put him somewhere else--like a playpen or his own room--to sleep.  Impossible...and kind of pointless.  It is essentially the same thing.  He is locked in an area that he can't get out of.  And let me tell you, Coal would have climbed out of a playpen very easily.  I am still waiting for him to figure out how to unlock the cage.  It isn't so hard.

So with what is everywhere on the internet, I was in a bit of a dilemma because---according to everything--I will be doing it wrong.  Well, I decided to say screw it and do it my way.  My way is basically a modified version of Crate training, with the biggest modification being that he eventually goes into the crate when I need to do stuff regardless.  

First off, I figured out where the disconnect was.  During meals, we can send him into the "house" as we call it.  He will stay there upon command, too.  When I reach in, though, he gets really stiff and eats very slowly.  If it isn't meal times, he will dodge into the crate to get things, then run out really quickly like the devil was in there.  Hmm.  Well, this morning, I did one of two things.  I clicked him when he went into the crate, or I gave the "House" command and treated him for going in there.  After I could get him to stay in there and he started showing going in and sitting there on his own, I put my hand on the door.  The first couple of times, he ran out quickly.  So when I could get him to stay with my had on the door, I clicked and treated.  When I could move it without him running out, I did the same thing.  Over and over again.  Sometimes I would just send him into the crate and not shut the door.  Sometimes I would call him out (release command, "okay").  I only worked a couple of minutes, then left the door opened and did my stuff for about 10-15 to give him a break.  If I could, I would throw a treat to him if I caught him in the house on his own.

It didn't take me long to get him to allow me to send him to his house and close the door and lock it.  When we reached that point, it was almost noon and puppies need sleep, so I said goodnight and pulled down the blanket.  He will NOT sleep otherwise.  He is too excited by everything going on.

That is the longest he has been allowed freedom.  The plus side was there was no pee accidents!  This is even though the in-laws were doing their morning routines and passing by.  Yay!  But of course, I was smart enough to take him potty before working him and take him on a nice long walk, too. :)

I also started working on teaching him to lay anytime someone approaches his pen.  He has a bad habit of jumping up on the edge and sometimes nipping at people.  So lay and stay.  I am trying to "train" the family to only pet him/give attention when he is sitting or laying...but it is hard.  Elderly in-laws are kind of set in their ways and getting forgetful.  Ah well, I am making huge progress!

Oh, and now that I am walking him exclusively, I decided to start getting him to slow down and not pull so much.  Basically, if my arm extends too much and I feel strain--I stop walking.  Just like Victoria says.  Pull= stop loose = go.  He hasn't quite figured it out yet, but he has learned to about face and stop walking.  That is good.  I don't mind him being ahead of me, I just want him to stop straining at the leash.  Unfortunately, all of my treats are going to house training for now so only a few treats on walks for emergencies.

I do love walking him, though.  He may pull, but he also pays attention to me in his own way.  Maybe not so much looking back (unless he thinks I have treats) but he will follow my lead on the leash.  If I give a light tug left or right (like super light, not jerking at all) he moves in that direction.  I stop, he stops.  There are times where our sync is off, either because he expected to go a direction my husband used to take him, or took him too many times (I try to vary the walk a little).  OR something catches his hunter instinct.  A smell, a person, or something off in the deep dark recesses of houses where no lights shines XD  That freaked me out during our evening walk.  I have a very vivid imagination, and when he just stared out into the darkness like that, I had some pretty wild ideas of vampires and stuff haha.

Those distractions will take time and a game plan.  Sometimes I can give a tug, a call and get him going--sometimes not.  Sometimes, if I dig into the treat bag, that will catch his attention.  And...sometimes not.  But for the most part, he is a good walker.  Better than others I have seen but not as good as I would like.  Still..one thing at a time XD

[andiwantneedlusthenrycavill41482]

Part Two For September 28, 2016 Facebook Post. Kind Of Sounds Like Something Ashton Would Have Said.

I felt like I needed to added a Part Two so that I could explain how come I came up with that thought and what was going on around me:

This was around a time 4 years ago, when I was again unemployed for the second that year. My temp job and training for July-August had finished and I was waiting to start my next new temp job. Often I would be up half of the night, go to bed kind of late. I usually spent those nights when I was wide awake like that online or was working on drawing designs. I frequently was at AC Moore either buying tracing paper tablets or thin fine point pen writing permanent markers. Most of the designs I have first done were drawn and done by hand. This was maybe a year before I got and learned how to do Photoshop.

What was going on that particular night though:

Around our house depending on the time of the year, we often have a lot of Deer or Foxes always hanging out in our yard. This particular night, there was a Mother Fox and her Baby outside around the side of our front porch and she was howling. If you never have heard a Red Fox howl before, some people would say that it sounds like someone is screaming as if they were being murdered. I describe it sounding like a Demon that had just been Exorcised from a person fleeing in anger.

Before I had flipped on Dracula, I was watching something on True Crime Identity network on TV that was about some homicide case. That didn't help considering the fact, the Fox's howls just made me jumpy and a little paranoid that someone was outside (Another thing that I should not mix with after 12 AM). I'm a Criminal Justice, Behavior Science major, I've probably have had read one to many books on homicide cases and serial killers. I'm Autistic as well, so I have a Really Vivid Graphic Detail Visual Picture Like, Overactive imagination and I sometimes can scare and freak myself out. Unfortunately, that has been proven true back when I started to really study Psychology and serial killers. Let's just say when I had been getting into studying Ted Bundy and was learning some of the most disturbing aspects about him, I dug myself deep enough where I was able to hit a nerve with a Vivid Image that involved him and one of his victims who was the same height as me.

I had a common experience during the Summer of 2000, when I was 18. Before I had ever seen The Exorcist for the first time, I wanted to read the movie script so I would have some idea what to expect and prepare myself for. The Exorcist had a Theater rerelease during September 2000 for the film's 27th anniversary. Did it help, yes in a way it did. Big Mistake was deciding I wanted to read it so late at night that I ended up freaking myself out. As a result I was so jumpy that night and so loud when my bed had banged against my bedroom wall it woke my mom up to ask me what in the hell was going on. Before I ever saw the movie, I was freaking scared of this movie for over 4 years. At first I mostly was scared and freaked out because of the "Supposed scary" headspin and Regan's face when she's demonically possessed. Also to be safe, I went to see it during the Matinee when it was the day. It took a lot of guts for me to even go see it for the first time like this. I thankfully didn't have a anxiety attack or panic attack. I also didn't go see it alone.

I wanted to kick myself when I was watching the movie since that was the least of the scariest, freakiest scenes from the movie. If you had no idea behind how they did the close up shot of the demon's face, I didn't at the time, that was what had been the scariest,freakiest scenes in the movie. By than I felt like this freaking moron when I had realised that for over the last 4 years, I had been scared of a "Stupid, freaking life size head dummy". Also the "hype" people made about that scene was like when I saw the "shower scene" in the 1962 Original Psycho kind of a let down and not really scary. I didn't get what the hype had been about. Since it was 2000 then, when you watch that scene, compared to someone back in 1973 you could see how laughable it was and tell that this a lifesize dummy that was used. It sat up you than hear a Reck sound as the head did a quick full 360 spin followed by a rattle.