tired

[sleepyxscholar]

‘ i smell like beef ’

( x )

“Fascinating.” 

Linhardt really had no idea what to say in response to such a statement. Sure, he had dealt with statements lacking of any substance such as this one in tenfold, living with Caspar, but most of the time he could hum in acknowledgment or simply ignore his friend. That was how their relationship worked. 

He had already tried ignoring this man, for the first ten minutes they’d been stuck in the elevator in Blackwood’s central building. He’d contemplated sitting down and trying to nap, but the dirty floors had him thinking otherwise. Though, as time dragged on, they became more and more appealing… 

And then, the beef comment. 

Although his response was entirely dismissive and sounding devoid of interest, Linhardt found his gaze wandering to the other male. And slowly, he leaned closer and sniffed. 

The entire event was awkward. Linhardt said nothing after.

It wasn’t until the elevator was fixed and they were exiting that Linhardt caught the eye of the other, and a slight nod was gifted.

“You do,” he said feigning disinterest. Part of him really wanted to know why. He cleared his throat, tilting his head to the side curiously, “smell like beef, that is.”

[sleepyxscholar]

‘ aHH STOP! i could’ve dropped my croissant! ’

( x )

“Oh wow, you’re out of your gremlin cave.” Linhardt said, ignoring the other’s screams of terror as he sidestepped out of the way of the girl whom he had almost collided with, going around a corner in the local cafe. 

“Congratulations.”

He looked unimpressed, though from what he knew of the girl she spent a lot of time squirreled away in her dorm. Linhardt didn’t even know her name, but he knew of her, which said a lot in itself. His eyes flicked down toward her croissant, before looking at her terrified expression.

“You may want to return before you die of an unexpected heart attack. Good day.” 

And with that, he moved around her to go and secure the comfiest spot in the cafe.

[sleepyxscholar]

‘ i’ll kill you. i’ll kill you. i’m not even worried about it. ’

( x )

“Please, by all means.” His words were hidden behind a large yawn, as a result of being woken up by the tall male. Hubert was not someone that Linhardt was fond of, in any setting. He was rude. Annoying. Constantly critiquing how he spent his time. And that, in summary, made him quite boring in the sleepy scholar’s opinion. 

Linhardt blinked sleepily, looking up at the other. He’d happened to fall asleep in the university library, drooling on an open faced textbook, when he was rudely awakened and then threatened by the other. Linhardt looked anything but impressed as he used his sleeve to wipe up the drool in the text, slowly and deliberately. 

He then looked to Hubert again. The slightest quirk of the lip painted Linhardt’s face with something akin to a smirk, though it would only be caught by the quickest of eyes. For the moment it appeared, Linhardt was laying his head back down on the soft pages.

“Kill me if that is what you wish to do. However, I won’t be giving you this table or this rather comfortable textbook. Kill me now or quit bothering me while I’m resting.”

[sleepyxscholar]

‘ is that a wEED? i’m callin the police!!! ’

( x )

Linhardt looked to the dandelion he held between his fingers, still in a half daze from the blue haired bandit of a childhood friend he kept having given it to him in a hurry. 

He had been staring off sleepily after Caspar, when an equally loud and obtrusive young girl approached him. She was yelling something about a weed, and the police. Lifting his gaze from the plant to observe the girl, he realized her finger was very much intruding upon his personal space. He looked down to the flower again.

Ah.

“I suppose it is a weed,” Linhardt replied, a yawn cutting him off from saying anything further. He then reached up with the dandelion, turning her hand over and placing the weed in it. Then, he closed her hand and waved her off.

“Knock yourself out, I have no use for it. No need to involve the authorities.”

[littlelovelymemes]

*   —  —   VERY SERIOUS RIP VINE SENTENCE STARTERS

‘  when will you learn? when will you learn that your actionS HAVE CONSEQUENCES!  ’ ‘  can i get a waffle??? can i PLEASE get a waffle!!!  ’ ‘  go suck a dick, suck a dick suck a motherfucking dick  ’ ‘  you better stop! biTCH STOP  ’ ‘  do you ever like wake up and do something and you’re just like what the hec– fuck is goin on  ’ ‘  what’s good, brah you don’t know me! you don’t– WHAT IS GOOD! YOU DON’T KNOW! YOU DON’T KNOW ME! ’ ‘  it’s summer i got my hat on backwards and it’s time to fucking party  ’ ‘  anyone ever tell you you look like beyonce?  ’ ‘  I LOVE YOU, BITCH. I AIN’T EVER GONNA STOP LOVING YOU BITCH  ’ ‘  BITCH I HOPE THE FUCK YOU DO YOU’LL BE A DEAD SON OF A BITCH, I TELL YOU THAT  ’ ‘  and they were roommates!  ’ ‘  oh my god, they were roommates  ’ ‘  oh my god, i love chipotle chipotle is my liiiiife   ’ ‘  this bitch empty YEET!!!!  ’ ‘  WHERE ARE THOOOOOSE  ’ ‘  THEY ARE MY CROCS  ’ ‘  bitch disgusting  ’ ‘  yeaaah. yeAAAAAH.  ’ ‘  so no head?  ’ ‘  THIS IS WHY MOM DOESN’T FUCKING LOVE YOU!  ’ ‘  i’ll kill you. i’ll kill you. i’m not even worried about it.  ’ ‘  ahh, fuck. i can’t believe you’ve done this  ’ ‘  aHH STOP! i could’ve dropped my croissant!  ’ ‘  what’s up me and my boys are going to see uncle kracker  ’ ‘  give me my hat back, jordan!  ’ ‘  do you wanna go see uncle kracker or no!?  ’ ‘  i sneezed! oh, i’m not allowed to sneeze?!  ’ ‘  look at all those chickens  ’ ‘  i smell like beef  ’ ‘  i gotta go home cause i forgot to… vacuum my room  ’ ‘  actually, megan, i can’t sit anywhere. i have hemorrhoids.  ’ ‘  is there anything better than pussy? yes! a really good book  ’ ‘  mom, i’m peein on myself  ’ ‘  sorry, i’m on the toilet. i hope the ice cream don’t melt, bitch  ’ ‘  honestly i don’t remember, i was probably fucked up. yeah, i was crazy back then  ’ ‘  I WON’T HESITATE, BITCH!  ’ ‘  just shut up and die slowly, okay?  ’ ‘  two bros chillin in a hot tub five feet apart cause they’re not gay!  ’ ‘  mother trucker, dude! that hurt like a butt cheek on a stick!  ’ ‘  i said WHOEVER THREW THAT PAPER, YOUR MOMS A HO  ’ ‘  you remember one time i liked you? GOOD! cause it never happened  ’ ‘  if your name is junior and you’re really handsome, come on raise your hand  ’ ‘  i’M WASHIN ME AND MY CLOTHES, BITCH! I’M WASHING ME AND MY CLOTHES  ’ ‘  waddup i’m jared, i’m nineteen, and i never fucking learned how to read  ’ ‘  whAT THE FUCK IS UP, KYLE? NO WHAT’D YOU SAY? WHAT THE FUCK, DUDE! STEP THE FUCK UP KYLE  ’ ‘  oh my god why can’t you just take the fricken compliMENT  ’ ‘  is that a wEED? i’m callin the police!!!  ’ ‘  yo, drink this vodka down the hatch c’mon  ’ ‘  it is wednesday, my dudes. aaaaAAAAAAH  ’ ‘  there is only one thing worst than a rapist… a child!  ’ ‘  get to del taco, they got a new thing called fre shavocado  ’ ‘  *to the tune of ghostbusters* i’m an adult virgin  ’ ‘  hi my name is tre, i have a basketball game tomorrooooow  ’ ‘  babeyou’reafuckingbitchiwantyoutogetthefuckoutofmycarcauseiwannabreakupwithyou i fucking hate you   ’ ‘  todays forecast we can clearly see that somebody got me fucked up. FUCKED. UP.  ’ ‘  whAT’S UP FUCKERS  ’ ‘  FUCK YOU, THAT’S WHY  ’ ‘  he needs some milk!  ’ ‘  you are my dad. YOU’RE MY DAD! boogie woogie woogie  ’ ‘  yEAH NO SHIT, HONEY  ’ ‘  oooooh my boy going to prom. fuck it up! fuck it up! fuck it up!  ’ ‘  hey, how you doin? i’m doing just fine. i lied. i’m dying inside  ’ ‘  honey, you got a big storm comin  ’ ‘  i wanna fucking DIE  ’ ‘  road work ahead? uh yeah i sure hope it does  ’ ‘  the yo-yo master did not answer, he just kept on yo-ing  ’ ‘  welcome back to me screaming  ’ ‘  you know sometimes i think to myself what are you waiting for you dumb stupid fuuuuuuck!  ’ ‘  do you ever shut the fuck up?  ’

[sleepyxscholar]

onetrueidolnico‌:

“Alright, you lot!”

Nico stood outside of the university club building with her hands on her hips. She was dressed for the occasion; donned with the baggy rubber overalls people’d wear tending to rice fields tucked into oversized gum boots. A red visor reading “Prez” was ensuring her haughty stare was unmolested by the sun.

“I’m sure you’ve seen the posts about it aaall over social media! This is an opportunity to prove ourselves! Hope your thumbs are feeling green today!”

She didn’t bother putting on the cheerful facade. Everyone in the club probably would’ve seen through it at some point by now and was likely accustomed to her abrasive self. Scanning through the members that had made it to her very-last-minute summons… Well, there were some that were more physically able than others, but it was about what you’d expect from an anime club… She cleared her throat once more after no immediate response from the group was made.

“Listen, I know the club description didn’t specify anything extremely physical per se, but this is a chance to improve our image!” She barked. “If the brass see what good those anime club kids are doing, we’re viable for an increase in budget! And you all know what that means…!”

She’ll finally have enough for that dakimakura that no one is to know about.

“That’s right, shelves upon shelves! Besides, we’ll look like saints, too!” She puffs her chest out, nearly forgetting to add the last remark. “Now come on, double time! We can’t fall behind the other clubs!”

“Squadron, move out!”

this was, by all definitions, an absolutely disgusting way to wake up.  not only had he been initially awoken by a rather disgruntled text message from his beloved club leader suggesting that if he didn’t show up to the event, he’d have to find another way to spend his afternoons ( which, truthfully, would be something linhardt wasn’t completely against — but he liked the anime club solely to use as an excuse for sleeping more while his roommate thought he was actually being sociable ), but upon arriving to the oddly... nature-esque meeting location, linhardt was brutally harassed into participating in manual labour. 

the nerve of the people at this university, really.

stifling a yawn, the lanky first year decided to take a seat on the soft, yet still somewhat damp from the frosty morning air, grass. while he initially grimaced at the wetness, it soon became less of an inconvenience and more just a factual part of his existence. wet bottom and all, linhardt continued to wrap his “outside time blanket” around his body and attempts ( yes — he does attempt ) to listen to the rest of the very loud and demanding speech nico was making. honestly, he should be given his participation medal simply for listening to her high-pitched rabble first thing in the morning. another yawn escaped him as she began to talk about how saintly they would appear for participating in this grueling endeavour of planting trees. yikes. linhardt would much rather donate, if that was their goal. his supple skin was not meant for digging holes, playing with... plants. he blinked owlishly as the members of the club lacking any sort of backbone had begun to shuffle off on her command.

and then he sighed and promptly dozed off, sitting upright on the grass. 

[loyallieutenant]

I still really like this Linhardt doodle.. son cute 😭

[sleepyxscholar]

he’s flinching as he stares at his phone, noting the sickening (he hated seeing people get hurt, even if they deserved it) sound of the boy on his screen getting clobbered after making a rather juvenile joke. he’s not sure when this app made it’s way onto his device, but he’s pretty sure caspar had something to do with it. 

come to think of it, those faces seemed somewhat familiar... perhaps he should be on the lookout for someone with a black eye on campus.

[sleepyxscholar]

hi my name is momo (or cel) & this is my son linhardt  pls be gentle with him, he is baby.  I will post a proper & more informative intro at a later date, but for now let’s start with a starter call :)  please like this post for a starter! it will be random, it will  be disappointing, most likely. linhardt will inevitably fall asleep at some point: but we’ll have a good time! cap is at two for now, excluding castmates. ♥ 

[blackwood-rp]

linhardt von hevring is reluctantly here; application can be found under /a && linhardt himself can be found sleeping somewhere under a tree. goodbye :l

Welcome to Blackwood, Linhardt!

You will be housed in Crescent Condominiums, with Caspar von Bergliez. As stated, your major will be undeclared for now. We hope you enjoy your time here!

◦ Mod Cedar

[scmnolence-a]

✖ by ori.