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inklore · 7 months
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PEOPLE DIED!!!!!!
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mp100days · 2 years
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097 - loser (both of them. one of them affectionate the other one dead serious)
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figuring-it-all-out · 1 month
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Is it gay to temporarily remove your soul from your body to make out with be on the same dimensional plane as a ghost?
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almightaylor · 5 months
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RWRB TEXT POSTS: PART 18
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white-flwrs · 4 months
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09. 01. 2024.
i’m honestly starting to feel burnt out from tryna be productive hhhh can’t wait for school to start i miss seeing my friends :(
also i changed my table set up to make it more dark academia :)
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bigglecakes · 1 year
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When Poseidon met Sally
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just-beinghuman · 9 months
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I saw a TikTok recently that really changed my view on education and learning. I forget the exact quote but it said something along the lines of “learn in good faith, and the grades will come”
So often I find myself obsessing over getting an A and not taking time to enjoy the fact that I am studying what middle school/high school me dreamed of. My younger self would hear about the things I am accomplishing and would be so excited. So that raises the question, if I picked these classes, why should my desire for a 4.0 outweigh letting myself enjoy the learning process and just doing the best I can? Good grades come to those who like and resonate with the material being taught. Maybe instead of focusing on memorization for some topics, emphasizing and spending time on relating the content and deepening my understanding is better. I've found that my chem lecture is so fascinating and just having the opportunity to learn more about the complexity of the world around us is so cool. While reaction rates can be boring, when thinking about it, catalysts have huge biological impacts in our body's daily functioning. Life simply would not be able to do what it does without these reactions. I am learning about details that relate to the reactions that allow me to have the energy to move. Learning becomes more valuable when you don't focus on the destination( a grade) but think about it as a journey.
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new hs history teacher(/basketball coach ofc) steve who is being shown around the school by gym teacher chrissy.
she takes him around the building to show him where the teacher's lounge is, the cafeteria, what bathrooms to avoid at all costs, and to where her office is if he ever needs anything.
"If I'm not here, I'm probably in Robbie's class over in the language department."
"Robbie?"
"Robin, my partner. She officially teaches ASL, but she likes to join in on the others' lessons whenever she has downtime."
Finally, once they've covered the whole length of the school, she brings him to his room. "So this is you, and right next door is Eddie, our Criminalistics teacher." gesturing to the still-dark window of the door directly across from his in the alcove. 
There's polaroids covering nearly every inch of the outside of the door, pictures of what he can only assume are students with the same dark-haired man.
"Criminalistics?"
"It's a science elective," she explains, "It focuses on the basics of forensic science!"
"Wow that’s…really?"
She nods enthusiastically, "It’s super interesting,” she nods, moving to unlock the empty what-will-be history classroom. “Eddie’s here on even days, and in the music room on odd days for the guitar elective classes."
"Anything I should know about my wall neighbor?" he asks as she pushes the door open.
It looks like she's going to say no, but something flickers across her face and she winces minutely.
"Oh god, what is it?"
She looks at him sheepishly, "How do you feel about metal music?"
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Since his tour in mid June, Steve's completely overhauled his classroom. 
The only room available to him was the one down here in the science hall, but he made do, plastering removable whiteboard contact paper to the tops of the lab tables and a little reminder at each spot for the students about his less-than-stellar hearing, to make sure they speak up when answering a question from the back of the room.
And ever since he got his room, he'd been waiting for the day he finally meets his neighbor.
He met Chrissy's Robbie the same day he had the tour, and they clicked instantly (No seriously, how did he ever function before Robin?). Chrissy had made the comment about them being platonic soulmates one night in August when they'd gone out for one too many drinks, and it's stuck ever since.
Speaking of: "What are you still doing here, dingus? It's almost five."
"Yeah, I know, I know," he says, waving her off.
Robin comes in from the hall and plops herself down on one of the table tops instead of helping him hang a map behind his desk. "You're still adding stuff to your walls?"
"Well, I haven't been here for a couple years already, Bobs," he grits out as he stretches up on his toes to hang the far corner of his map. Finally, the eyelet hooks over the many-times-painted-over hook embedded in the concrete wall. "So yes."
"Well you can finish up tomorrow, we," she emphasizes the word by dramatically waving the same sign with her hand between them, "Have a burger date to get to." 
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The following day, the day before the school year officially starts, Steve arrives early to his classroom, only to find his neighbor's classroom lit up as well.
The be-polaroided door is propped open all the way, the sound of heavy drums and guitar streaming out the door along with the faint smell of moth balls and a spicy incense.
His own room forgotten, Steve steps through Mr. Munson's doorway.
Eddie is standing behind his desk at the front of the room, but hunched over it scribbling onto something.
When Steve's shoe squeaks against the tile floor, Eddie says "Hey, what do you think, identifying skeletal remains, or blood spatter first?" without looking up at him.
"Skeletons, of course." Eddie's head snaps up to look at him. His huge dark eyes are much more striking in person than in a photo. "Much more interesting, yeah?"
Eddie blinks at him. "You're not Chrissy."
"You're correct."
Eddie blinks again, "Who're you?"
"Oh, sorry, hi. I'm Steve. I'm your new neighbor." he gives the other man an awkward wave when he still doesn't move. "Sorry, should I--" he says, gesturing over his shoulder with a thumb.
"No!" Eddie interrupts, standing straight and hurrying out from around his desk. 
He extends a hand and jogs lightly up to Steve. His pen is still laced into his fingers, the end of it chewed flat. "Oh shit, sorry, sorry," he tucks the pen behind his ear, "I'm Eddie. Munson."
"I know," Steve smirks, taking Eddie's hand. "I've been waiting to meet you."
"Oh have you?" he smirks.
"Yeah, Chrissy told me you're her best friend and I wanted your advice on maybe asking her out."
Eddie's face hardens immediately, the warm milk chocolate of his eyes curing into a solid dark, the easy smirk morphing into a cringe as he looks Steve up and down.
He opens his mouth to say something particularly scathing, Steve's sure, but he cuts him off before he can. "I'm kidding, man, I know she's with Robin."
His expression softens just a bit.
"Plus, she's not really my type anyway, even if I were hers."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, I'm more into brunettes." Steve winks, finally releasing Eddie's hand. "I still have a bit more to get done, but I'll check in with you later?"
"Oh--yeah, for sure, I'll be here." Eddie stammers out, his cheeks tinged pink.
Steve fist pumps in his head as he heads to his door, You still got it, Harrington.
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premeddiaryy · 29 days
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don’t forget to be gentle with yourself🩵
it’s a hard day for studying after the session I pulled yesterday but I can make it work, sometimes it’s hard to get myself together and work even if I want to because I physically don’t feel like it, but starting my work is also my hardest part so I do one question or slide and then once I’m in the zone I’m fully in
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shigayokagayama · 1 year
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tome and teru hunched together over tome’s phone at their tiny desk asking reigen increasingly weird and specific personal questions until he snaps and and asks why theyre doing this and they go “oh we’re making you a tinder profile”
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taumoeba · 2 years
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rachel's arc in pjo is so iconic. randomly goes to the hoover dam during winter break and almost gets killed by a guy, then the next summer that guy recruits her for an epic quest, then she hangs out with him for a year, kisses him, dumps him despite them not being together, and then becomes the oracle of delphi.
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begojo · 1 year
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thinking about Ranpo's fingers and how he would slide them into you with no effort, his slender fingers going deep inside you as he kisses your shoulder, wanting to hear up close all your panting and moans.
he knows your body better than anyone so it's easy for him to make use of his fingers, holding your hands above your head with his free hand, using his other hand to make sure he hears you moan your name. his thumb pressing lightly your clit, as his fingers go even deeper inside you, getting wet and adornish with your juices. he would look at you calmly, his eyes fixed on your expression of pleasure, your eyes shut, your mouth slightly parted as it evokes his name as if it was a prayer, an entity, a god.
ranpo would kiss you when he senses your body it's high; keeping his fingers inside you, going faster, sloppier, Ranpo would feel your body close to your orgasm, his lips reaching yours as fast as he could, wanting to keep with him the sweet moan you let out as you clench around his fingers. you would moan his name as a gratitude, the sweet word flying directly to his mouth, getting lost in the deep kiss he gave you.
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inkperch · 2 months
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....was desperately looking to see if anyone else had picked up on the vibes between two female characters in something I just watched, and the only post that had was one of those wankers using everything and everyone they could find to shit on Chaggie for 'Having no tension', fuck the internet I hate it here-
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doortotomorrow · 2 months
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memori in every episode » rubicon
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thekidsarentalright · 9 months
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pete’s blogspot (april 2007) / heaven, iowa
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lyykaia · 1 year
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how could a heart like yours ever love a heart like mine?
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