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@one-intp-student
Hey! Was just wondering where you're from since you have a Chinese name. Are you from Singapore? If so, a group of MBTI enthusiasts are planning to create a group chat :D
I was born and raised in America, but my parents immigrated here from China and that’s why I have both an English and a Chinese name.
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Incompletembti: ESFP Needed
Hello everyone. Our ESFP is leaving, hence anyone who’s an ESFP and has enough time to manage this blog with us, step right up. You won’t regret it. First come first serve basis as always. - ISTP
Bringing my primary blog back from the ashes to signal boost this
The NTs on a bus ride to school
INTJ: Hey, INTP, which method did you use to solve #15 on our math assignment?
INTP: Uh… I kind of just… used… logic?
ENTP: What math assignment? What?
ENTJ: Our math homework from yesterday. Have you forgotten already?
ENTP: THERE WAS HOMEWORK?
INTP: Ha, yup. You better start doing it.
*ENTP pulls out notebook and frantically begins scribbling*
INTJ: So, back to #15. INTP, may I see your work? I’m not going to copy anything; I was just wondering how you did it, since I don’t think we learned it in class.
INTP: …okay. *hands over notebook*
ENTJ: *looking over INTJ’s shoulder at INTP’s notebook* Why is your handwriting so freaking messy? And why did you do #6 first, followed by #9, #1, and #18…?
ENTP: What’s so bad about doing problems out of order and writing messily? I think INTP’s handwriting looks glorious.
INTJ: You mean it makes you feel better about your own handwriting?
ENTP: …
INTP: Ouch.
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Is it weird to be an INTP who loves art and is bad at math and science?
No, not at all. There are tons of other INTPs who feel the same way (I’ve gotten asks from at least 4 in the past).
MBTI is a measure of the way you think, not of what you’re interested in or how good you are at something. It’s perfectly reasonable to be a Rational and like art/writing, or to be an Idealist and enjoy engineering. In fact, one of the two other INTPs I know in real life has no interest in STEM (he prefers history).
-June
INTP on a first date with an INTJ?
INTP: So, what do you think about the new breadsticks meme?
INTJ: It’s pretty pointless, in all honesty–
INTP: *shoving breadsticks into purse* Sorry, but I have to go home right now immediately.
(I saw the chance and I took it. #sorrynotsorry I’ll do an actual conversation later.)
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What does the T mean in Infp-T
If it’s from 16personalities, it stands for Turbulent. The 16personalities test adds a fifth dichotomy, T/A (Turbulent vs. Assertive). As far as I’m concerned, 16personalities is the only site that uses T/A.
Turbulent people are sensitive to stress and tend to be more self-conscious than their Assertive counterparts. On the other hand, Assertive people are generally even-tempered and self-assured.
-June
INTP and INFJ relationship (not necessarily romantic) please?
INTP: *texting INFJ* Help. I’m at a party.
INFJ: Oh… I feel sorry for you.
INTP: I asked for help, not for pity!
INFJ: Well, what can I do to help, then?
INTP: I don’t know. Entertain me.
INFJ: Ha. But I’m not your entertainment monkey – doesn’t your ESFP fill that role?
INTP: Okay, well, right now you’re my only hope for entertainment.
INFJ: What do you want me to do? Juggle? Walk on my hands?
INTP: …honestly, at this point, I’d take anything.
INFJ: *sends video of themselves doing a handstand*
INTP: That was sarcasm.
INFJ: I know. :))))) Love you too.
INTP: Yeah… no. I think I’ll try my luck with the party guests.
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*hugs* Proud of you for accepting who you are. Thanks for letting all us followers know. We are here to support you. <3
Thank you for your kind words, this means a lot to me. :)
FYI
I’m back from my long, unannounced “break” from tumblr (sorry about that, by the way), and I’m going to make a couple changes to my blog.
So... I recently realized that I might be genderfluid. For this reason, I now think my url one-intp-girl is a bit misleading, so I’ll be changing it to one-intp-student. As for pronouns, I still prefer she/her, and I’ll still be going by June. I’m still the same person. I haven’t changed at all, actually; I’ve only figured out who I am.
Also, I will not be posting or reblogging on this blog other than fanfiction/answering asks. You can find me on my other MBTI co-blogs (completembti, mbti-thoughts, and rationalsunite) or my non-MBTI side blog colderthanliquidnitrogen. Feel free to keep sending messages to this blog. Additionally, I’ll still be answering those conversation asks from before (except I have like 1001023425 waiting in the inbox... oops), and I might continue the fanfiction.
Yeah, that’s it. Thanks, followers. If I decide to become active on this blog again, I’ll let you know. :)
INTP as the only introvert in their family (it sucks by the way)
ESTJ (father): *talking on the phone*
ENFJ (mother): Come on, INTP, it’s time for you to go shopping with me.
INTP (son): Mom, please…
ESTJ: *talks louder*
ESFP (sister): INTP, look at what I made just now! *holds up giant misshapen hunk of clay*
INTP: Sorry, I’m a bit busy right now–
ENTP (brother): INTP! Come play video games with me!
ESTJ: INTP, can you come fix my phone? I can’t figure out how to–
INTP: Press the home button, Dad.
ENFJ: We’re leaving in five minutes, INTP! Go get yourself ready!
ESFP: INTP! Don’t you think this is a wonderful work of art?
INTP: You’re all crazy.
ENTP: INTP, I finally beat the boss level! Isn’t that awesome! INTP!!!
INTP: I’m going back to bed.
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Cogito, Ergo Sum: Continued (Ch4)
Chapter 4: Friendly Competition
Hannah cleared her throat awkwardly. “Uh... Nikola?”
Nikola merely adjusted his glasses, giving no indication that he’d heard the INTP approach or speak.
“Nikola,” Hannah repeated. “Are you done with your lunch? It’s filling up space on the table.”
Nikola turned the page.
“Your loss if you wanted to eat more, then,” Hannah said with a sigh as she scooped up Nikola’s half-empty lunch tray and tossed it into the nearest garbage bin.
Of course, Nikola said nothing.
Hannah shrugged and glanced down at his book. It certainly looked interesting. Hannah fully understood the captivation that could take over a reader’s mind, so she didn’t begrudge Nikola for ignoring her.
“Hey, you two!”
Hannah whipped around. The librarian (ESTJ) was barreling towards her, a murderous look on his face.
Hannah blinked, confused. “What did I do--”
Her gaze fell on an empty juice box lying on the ground. It was from Nikola’s lunch; she must’ve missed it when she’d thrown his trash away.
“Oh... right. Oops.”
“No eating in the library!” the librarian practically shouted, his face livid with fury.
“No yelling, either,” Hannah pointed out, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Shh. Can’t you see he’s trying to read?”
The librarian looked ready to explode. “Don’t talk to me with that attitude, young lady!”
Hannah held her palms up in the universal gesture of surrender. “Okay, okay, I take it back. I’m sorry.”
“Whose food was that?” the ESTJ snapped.
Hannah glanced over at Nikola, who had finally realized something was going on. He stared at her, wide-eyed.
“Well?” demanded the librarian.
Nikola opened his mouth. “It’s--”
“--mine, actually,” Hannah interrupted, shooting her friend a silencing look. “I’m really sorry, sir. I’ll throw it away.”
The librarian scowled. “You go do that. And I’m giving you detention, both of you. Come here tomorrow in the morning at seven o’clock.”
“That’s not fair,” Hannah protested, “Nikola didn’t do anything--”
“I’m not stupid,” spat the ESTJ. “I can smell a lie from miles away. That was his food, wasn’t it?”
Hannah crossed her arms, fuming internally.
“So I’m giving him detention for eating in the library, and you for talking back and trying to lie to me,” the librarian continued. “If you do it again, I’ll ban you from this place.”
Nikola looked horrified at the thought.
“Okay, all right, we’ll be here tomorrow,” Hannah muttered.
“You had better be.” With those parting words, the librarian turned on his heel and stalked off.
Hannah turned back to Nikola, glaring. “You owe me one, you idiot.”
“That was stupid of me.” Nikola dropped his gaze. “I-- I’m sorry.”
“You should be. Come on, let’s get out of here before Mr. Hawk Eyes finds another excuse to give us detention.” Without waiting for a response, she grabbed Nikola’s hand and pulled him out of the library.
* * *
“Your name is Augustus, right?” Julius strode up to the young INTJ, his hand extended.
The boy turned around, his gaze analytical and piercing. “Yes. How did you know me?”
Julius laughed. “Oh, come on. Everyone around here knows about you. You’re the kid who snuck into CJHS a year ahead of time and actually got approved to stay.”
Augustus shrugged, offering no insight. Julius withdrew his hand awkwardly.
“Anyways, I’m Julius Matsuoka, and I’m the big guy around here,” he continued. “You ever need a friend, I’ll be right here.”
Augustus gave a snort of derision. “Funny thing for an ENTJ to say, huh?”
Julius shook his head. “I’m not sure what you’ve heard about ENTJs, but the stereotypes are all inaccurate.”
“Well, the stereotypes of INTJs are pretty much true for me,” Augustus retorted. “So you should probably leave me alone.”
Julius struggled to maintain his outwardly amiable demeanor. This insolent INTJ was trying his patience.
“I don’t know what game you’re playing,” Augustus added. “But I want no part of it.”
Julius faked a disappointed sigh. “Oh, Augustus, we would’ve made the perfect partners-in-crime.”
“I have no need of a pretentious ENTJ who just wants to boss me around,” Augustus said. “I’m fine on my own, thanks.”
Julius dropped his friendly facade. “Then I’ll have you know that if you won’t be my friend, I’ll consider you an enemy.”
“So be it.” Augustus didn’t look intimidated in the least.
“When you start regretting your decision, I’ll be waiting,” Julius said. “If you’re sincere enough with your apology, perhaps I’ll forgive you.”
Augustus rolled his eyes. “Not going to happen.”
“Suit yourself.”
With that, the two Rationals -- newly minted enemies -- parted ways.
* * *
Theodore loved loud, exciting places, but the Artisan lounge was a bit overwhelming even for his Se-dominant personality. Streamers and bits of confetti were strewn haphazardly across the floor; a disco ball spun from the ceiling, and punk-rock music blared from all directions. The sounds of people laughing and hollering drowned out almost everything else. Theodore had to shout to be heard over the pandemonium.
Sure, he’d enjoyed the first five hours and had gladly thrown himself into the partying crowd, but after a while it got boring. It was too loud to have an actual conversation, and Theodore couldn’t survive without conversations. He decided to leave the lounge in favor of wandering around the school.
The cool air in the hallway outside the Artisan lounge felt refreshing on Theodore’s face. He leaned against the wall for a moment, catching his breath; he hadn’t even realized how badly the excessive partying had exhausted him.
“Hey, Theo, you up for a quick game of kickball up at the stadium?”
Theodore turned around. It was his ESFP friend, Marilyn.
“Sorry, buddy,” Theodore said, rubbing his forehead. “I think I’ll take a nap. But have fun with the others.”
“You’ve never turned down an opportunity to have fun,” Marilyn said. “What, are you afraid of getting beaten?”
Theodore smirked. “Actually, I was afraid I’d beat you guys too badly, and you’d all start crying.”
“Oh, it’s on,” Marilyn responded. “You’re not getting out of this one. Come on, Theo.”
Theodore felt adrenaline rush through him in response to the prospect of competition. As Marilyn raced down the hallway, he followed, his earlier tiredness forgotten.
* * *
“Get back here, you little--!” Paul shouted, color rising to his face.
Michael (ISTP) grinned, waved sarcastically, and took off, weaving through the crowd of Ti-dominants like an expert. Paul gave chase without a second thought. That kid had humiliated him in front of half the House. He’d never live it down.
As the two boys tore across the common room of the House of Contemplation, everyone turned around to gawk at them. Paul felt his face heat up even further. He was well aware of the huge yellow blotch of paint splattered across his new uniform. Oh, once he caught up with that little ISTP maggot...
A hand closed around Paul’s arm, causing him to stop abruptly. “What are you doing, Paul?”
Paul whipped around, breathing heavily.
“Julius,” he said, recognizing his ENTJ friend. “I’m trying to catch the moron who threw yellow paint all over me--”
Julius shook his head. “Save it for later. You’re ruining our reputation.”
“But--”
“No.”
“Ugh. I can’t just let him get away. He’ll do it again and again if I don’t put a stop to it.”
“Oh, Paul,” Julius said, chuckling slightly. “You misunderstand me. I’m not going to let him get away, either. I’ve gotten my own fair share of trouble from that troll.”
“Then what do you propose?” Paul asked, curious. “And why did you stop me?”
“One of the first things you’ll learn from me is that you can’t face every problem head-on,” Julius answered. “We’re going to set a trap for him and make him wish he’d never been born.”
Despite his anger, Paul suddenly felt a bit hesitant. “Um... aren’t you taking it a bit too far?”
Julius shook his head. “That’s the thing. You have to start disciplining people right from the start, no matter how minor the offense. Always overreact. That way, you’ll show people what you’re capable of -- before they even have the chance to do anything serious.”
Paul smiled. “I like that idea. How will we trap him?”
Julius paused for a moment, thinking. “We’re going to need a spy.”
“I don’t think we can trust any Artisans to carry out our plans,” Paul mused. “And besides, I’d rather die than work with one of them.”
Julius frowned. “I’m not talking about an Artisan. I’m talking about the other Ti-dominant type. An INTP.”
“Ah. I see.”
“Yes, and I know just the person. But we’ll need to hatch another plot to get her on our side. I think she hates me.”
Paul arched an eyebrow. “This is getting way too complicated. All we’re trying to do is get back at an ISTP, anyways.”
“Don’t worry,” Julius replied. “I was already planning to get Hannah to work for me. This can be her first test.”
“But... didn’t you say that she hates you?”
“I’ll find a way,” said Julius. “I always do. And besides, I don’t necessarily need her to like or respect me as a person. All I need is something to hold against her.”
“Blackmail,” Paul muttered.
“Indeed.”
Paul bit his lip. “I’m not sure I want to work against the rules.”
“There’s nothing in the school rules about blackmail,” Julius assured him. “And besides, we’ll never get caught.
“I don’t know, Julius,” Paul said, still uncertain. “It’s unethical and morally wrong.”
“Pfft,” went Julius. “Careful, you’re starting to sound like an Fi-dominant.”
Paul said nothing.
“Come on,” Julius insisted. “Te-dominance is all about efficiency and logic. This is the best way to deal with our situation.”
The ESTJ finally relented. “Oh, all right. But you’re dealing with the whole blackmail thing. I want nothing to do with it.”
Julius smiled. “That’s more like it.”
“So, what’s the plan after we get Hannah to do our dirty work?” Paul asked.
Julius leaned forward and steepled his fingers, the very image of a criminal mastermind. “You’re going to love it...”
* * *
Major characters in Chapter 4:
Hannah Zhang (INTP)
Nikola Kroll (INTJ)
Julius Matsuoka (ENTJ)
Augustus Adams (INTJ)
Theodore Reese (ESTP)
Marilyn Andrews (ESFP)
Paul Adams (ESTJ)
Other characters in Chapter 4:
[unnamed librarian] (ESTJ)
Michael Gunther (ISTP)
Infp, enfp, intp and infj in the bookshop?
ENFP: GUYS, OH MY GOSH IT’S A BOOKSHOP. WE HAVE TO GO. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE–
INFJ: Oh, all right.
*everyone runs into bookshop*
ENFP: Look, it’s my favorite book! Guys, come over here! You have to read this, it’s the best book in the world!
INTP: *picks up two-inch-thick encyclopedia* This is beautiful.
INFP: Oh, I remember this book. I read it when I was twelve. It made me cry… *tears up* Oh, the memories…
INFJ: I can’t decide which one to buy. They all look so awesome. I want to own a bookstore once I have enough money.
INTP: *flips through encyclopedia* Guys, did you know that the mantis shrimp has sixteen cones? Do you realize how amazing that is? Oh my gosh.
*spends rest of the day in the bookstore*
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An INTP surrounded by Feelers, who just want to love the INTP.
ENFJ: Aw, don’t you think the INTP just looks so cute when she smiles?
ESFJ: YES! And she’s so smart, too. INTP, don’t listen to the people who call you nerdy or geeky. You’re perfect.
INTP: I already knew that…
INFJ: INTP, we all love you so much, you know.
ISFJ: I second that.
ENFP: INTP, let me hug you. *throws arms around INTP without waiting for an answer*
INTP: …guys.
ESFP: You’re the best, INTP. Can I have a hug, too?
INTP: Guys PLEASE–
ISFP: Oh, this is adorable. Someone take a picture, quick!
INTP: NOOO.
INFP: *snaps picture* This is perfect. *joins the group hug*
INTP:
INTP:
INTP: Why.
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The NP's lost on a hiking trip, who forgot the map?
ENTP: Guys… I think I’ve seen that tree before. Like, an hour ago.
INTP: Impossible. I know exactly where I’m going.
INFP: Yeah, right. INTP, listen to the ENTP. We are LOST.
INTP: Whatever. Who’s got the map?
ENTP: Not me.
INFP: I think the ENFP was supposed to have it.
INTP: Right… so where’s the ENFP?
ENTP: *points* I think she’s trying to talk to the rabbits…?
ENFP: *speaking to rabbits* Yes, hello, Mr. Fluffy. We’re lost and need your help.
*rabbits hop away and disappear into the bushes*
ENFP: NOOO! Come back please! *chases after rabbits*
INTP: *grabs ENFP by the arm* ENFP, WHERE’S THE MAP?
ENFP: Oh, that was a map? I made twenty paper cranes out of it. Here, see? *digs a bunch of wrinkled up pieces of paper out of pocket*
ENTP: I don’t think those qualify as paper cranes anymore.
ENFP: FLY, BIRDIES! *throws paper cranes into the air*
INFP: Don’t litter, ENFP! *tries to pick up all the pieces of paper*
ENTP: Guys. We’re STILL LOST.
ENFP: Ooh, this will be so fun! We can build a campfire and tell ghost stories and send smoke signals–
INTP: WE DON’T HAVE MATCHES, EITHER.
ENFP: I know! I’ll try to summon a fire-breathing dragon and then it can build us a campfire–
All others: *facepalm*
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Send me asks with scenarios/headcanons between INTPs and other types! I’ll write short conversations or scenes for each of them. If I don’t answer one, chances are that I’m using it in my fanfiction. :)
If INTP had conversation with an ESFJ, how would it be? Thank you! :D
ESFJ: Hey, the ENFJ told me you could help me with this physics stuff.
INTP: *taps furiously at computer*
ESFJ: *clears throat* INTP?
INTP: *looks up* Oh. Hi. Uh, did you say something?
ESFJ: Yes. I need help with physics and the ENFJ said you could help.
INTP: Oh, okay. Just a minute.
ESFJ: *waits patiently*
ESFJ: Uh… INTP?
INTP: Oh. Sorry, what? Oh. Right. Yeah, so what did you need help with?
ESFJ: Physics. Here… *points at problem* I don’t understand why I got marked off for this.
INTP: Hmm. That doesn’t make sense; you did the problem correctly. I suggest you go confront the professor about it.
*later*
ESFJ: INTP! Oh my gosh, thanks so much for helping me earlier! The professor gave me the points back!
INTP: Oh, that’s good to hear. *goes back to computer*
ESFJ: Thank you so much, I love you! *hugs INTP*
INTP: *chokes slightly* ESFJ… please…
INTP (internally): I’m too young to die–!
