HOCKEY STATES WOOOOOO-

It's my birthday today! Which I am happy about, I'm 17 which...not so happy about but whatever.

I don't really feel older, honestly I'm kind of just out of it. I suppose it doesn't really feel like my birthday much at all, that happens when you get older right? You feel it less and less? I don't know man I'm spitballin here.

I'm going swimming in a little while, which will be fun, hopefully we're getting OutBack since we haven't in forever and it's my birthday damn it. I originally wanted to go skating today but with me staying up all night and poppy needing to work it just didn't work out, maybe that's why I'm out of it, who knows (I sure don't).

After today the only thing I'm looking forward to is the beginning of the NHL pre-season because OH do I have plans for that AND the season it's self, it's gonna be real fun (so long as I keep up with it).

Anyway, y'all have a good rest of yer day, I'll have a good rest of my B-day, byeeee!!

New headcanon

The states do have their own music tastes but if an artist is from their state, they will unironically love their music.

So imagine they do karaoke or something and California starts singing In Case You Didn’t Know by Brett Young. Or on the opposite side, Texas singing Same Old Love by Selena Gomez. Florida singing anything by Arianna Grande or NSYNC. Gov knowing every word of Under my Skin by Jukebox the Ghost. New York knowing all the words to any Nicki Minaj song. Loui singing How to Love by Lil Wayne. Oklahoma belting Before He Cheats by Carrie Underwood. Nevada singing his heart out to Victorious by Panic at the Disco.

…..I’ve put a lot of thought into this-

Day 14: ZedaphPlays (drinking a lovely drink while Imp and Tango do their thing)

IM CAUGHT UP, my hands doing better now that Im no longer coloring and acting like the pressure force needed for coloring is over 9000, anyway isnt this such a nice drawing with nothing going wrong in the background at all?

I just cannot wait for the day Lindy Ruff is fired.

I am tired of having the tiny hope I have be taken away every damn game.

I am tired of seeing the players, who are clearly just dun not in the sense that they aren't trying but in the sense that they have gotten used to the disappointment that is this season, be exhausted every game, especially when players like Daws, L. Hughes and literally anyone else who is showing signs of stress clearly aren't playing in tiptop shape.

I am tired of Lindy sounded disappointed any time he is on screen, no matter if we do well or not that game, it's consistent disappointment and disinterest when I hear him talk and it sucks.

I am tired of New Jersey somehow finding a way to be a joke even in the sports world with our ONLY major professional, this team is many people only knowledge of Jersey and yet we are STILL a joke or something to just not be respected.

I am tired of every game where everyone is sure this just HAS to be Lindy's last game and yet somehow he is still there the next time we play, that somehow someway he probably won't be fired till the end of the season and EVEN THEN who knows if he actually will me.

I am tired and over it but I'll still be watching the games, I'll still be there when we lose once again, I'll still be there talking to Sky saying shit about how much I hate Lindy and how he is running this team into the ground, I'll still be complaining about Ruff to my parents because they have to know everything wrong going on.

I'll still be here because just because a team is doing shit doesn't mean you should drop it just because of that, that just shows you weren't actually a fan in my opinion.

I have far too much state pride for my own good because I genuinely love this state and love this team, so I'll stick through the good and the bad, continue to be slightly angry with myself for not being able to get into hockey last year when we were badass.

And I'll still be watching and eventually buy more stuff for the Devils because let's be real, the second that sales drop and the Devs aren't as popular the club isn't stay in Jersey, so might as well support the bastards ya know?

And hey, who knows, maybe one day we shall see Lindy gone and this team flourishing, but until then I'll just keep being sorta upset that we aren't doing as well as we can and drinking my problems away (this is a joke and I promise it's just water, Liquid Death specifically).

Human: *absolutely seething and takes a deeeeeepppp breath*

Tyler: Deep breaths Human, deep breaths :D

*Talking about someone blowing Tyler up*

Tyler: Ah, those were the days

Human: That was three days ago

no one cares about my wttt/hetalia crossover fic but I am incapable of not spoiling my own shit so what i have so far is under the cut if anyone wants

Alfred yawned, blinking the sleep from his eyes. He looked around, still adjusting to the new light. Between the cheap faux-leather chair, the large round table, and the fluorescent lights swinging slightly above; great, he had fallen asleep in a meeting again. He couldn’t recall for the life of him what meeting, but he half expected Ludwig or Arthur to appear, scolding him for falling asleep again. 

The light turned off for a moment, but quickly flicked back on; “I’m so sorry, I didn’t realize someone was still in here” 

Alfred looked to the doorway, a man stood there. He wore a navy blue suit, and light blue tie, his hair and beard were dark and a bit long but neatly trimmed, Alfred took the US flag lapel pin to mean he was government… he swore he had never seen him before though, and Alfred knew everyone. 

“Gov, I need to talk to you about–oh hello.” Another man came up behind the first, his shirt and tie were both loud, and looked like something a man fifty years older than he looked would wear, more importantly though was the white coat. What was a doctor doing here? 

“Hi” Alfred said, offering an awkward smile, “I fell asleep, think the meeting that was in this room ended without me. Who was in here last?” 

The two men looked between each other, a new air of nervousness permeating the room. “We were, but you weren’t here…” the dark haired man opened a file flipping through it, clearly looking for some hint of who Alfred was. 

“You might have just missed him, there were more states than usual in the meeting today” the doctor (?) commented. 

The other nodded carefully, weighing the possibility; “I’m sorry, who are you?” he looked over Alfred, his focus shifting to the flight jacket, “Are you Air Force? Did we arrange for you to come today?” 

“Air force…?” Alfred got up waving his hands, in a negative way, as he crossed the room “No, let me restart.” He held his hand out for a handshake, the dark haired man taking it hesitantly, “I’m Alfred F. Jones, The United States of America” 

The two men glanced between each other, then broke out laughing, “Very funny,” the dark haired one commented, accepting hand sanitizer from the other without even thinking about it. “Civilians really aren’t supposed to be in here, but since one of the states set you up to this don’t worry about it. Exit is at the end of the hall.” 

He didn’t budge from where he was standing, “A. I’m not a civilian, B. No one put me up to anything, C. Haven’t told me who you two are.” 

“I’m the Federal Government, this is Center for Disease Control” 

The other pointed to the other them himself, “Gov and CDC for short” 

“Yeah no, you two are the ones pulling my leg, I’m both of those things.” he stopped looking into the distance for a moment, “Actually, I know I’m one of those things, never really asked about federal agencies…”

So I added a fanfic snippet part to the google doc, wrote one for Jersey, Cali and then York, and York's the only one I want to share at the moment. Maybe I will share the other ones if asked but for now it's just this, ENJOY

New York-

Sleep

New York liked to sleep, it was peaceful and calming and he didn’t have to think about everything going on around him, it was the perfect break from his ADHD mind. However sleep did not like him, he wouldn’t be able to sleep for days until he basically passed out.

Mass was able to figure out that because NYC is the city that never sleeps, New York can’t really either. The two figured out that as long as he keeps up with a routine, he should be able to get to sleep easier and faster, though having a routine has its own problems. 

Table meetings could happen very early in the morning sometimes, and if York had to go to those meetings it would screw his whole schedule up. It wasn’t until one night where he finally was able to have a solution.

It was pouring out, rolls of thunder after flashes of lightning happening what seemed like every second. York likes the rain and thunder, it was calming, especially when the wind was loud, it was easiest for him to fall asleep. 

This was not the case for New Jersey. Jersey hated storms, wouldn’t be able to fall asleep until it was barely raining anymore and that wasn’t even consistent. He used to like them, though not as much as York did, but after hurricane Irene in 2011 and hurricane Sandy the following year, he could never see them the same.

This is why it wasn’t all too surprising to hear hard knocking on his door, opening it to find an exhausted and wet faced Jersey. Letting him in and onto the bed, the two sat there for a long while until York heard light snores coming from the other.

New York sat there even longer just thinking, hearing the rain start to die down he felt himself start to tire. He wasn’t feeling particularly tired before, but now, with Jersey laying on top of him as peacefully as someone afraid of storms can, he felt just as exhausted as Jersey had looked. 

For the first time in a few days, New York found himself able to sleep with ease as the wind slowed and the constant thunder and lighting became less and less. 

The two didn’t speak of this afterward, they never tended to when it came to storm sleepovers, York preferred just to remind him that he’s always free to come over if he can’t sleep, this time however Jersey said that the offer was mutual. 

York thought this over a few nights later when he couldn’t sleep and desperately needed to. Making up his mind, he snapped over to Jersey place, knocked on the door and waited for a moment before it opened.

When Jersey questioned why he was here York only said “Wanna have a sleepover?”.

Your Stupid Face but it's Perciver....that's it...that's the post and I DARE you to prove me wrong

So apparently I'm most like Donnie??? No idea how, like yeah I'm tall and smart and want a bonk stick but zero idea how I got him (I'm not complaining tho, I like being told I'm smart)

Quotev

Which tmnt ninja turtle are you?

The turtles wan't to know which turtle are you

Devils had NO FUCKING RIGHT to make me go through all that, I was FAR to fucking stressed at the end I just about gave myself a heart attack!!!