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its-roachii · 11 months
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totk spoilers ///
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"Where am I?" (part one)
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roleswap au pages 1-4. these are some of the more boring pages so i figured i'd get them out of the way. expect more pages soon >:)
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The first chapter of my sci-fi dystopian Team Rancher au, Finality’s Fault, is here! I worked really hard on this first chapter and am very proud of it, so comments and rbs (feedback in general) would be greatly welcomed!
Also, asks are always open if you wanna ask me about it, theorize, or just chat in general :)
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starcurtain · 6 days
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One thing I wish I'd see more of among Ratio fans is some thought about how he views himself as a teacher.
Like yes, of course he refuses to compromise on the quality and rigor of the education he imparts, and he would find it unforgivably unethical to lower his standards in order to pass more students who had not genuinely learned the material. This is core to his character.
However, as someone who is a teacher IRL, I know the absolutely miserable feeling setting that kind of standard can cause. There's the obvious disheartening sense of disappointment ("Are students these days really not capable of doing the work correctly? Is our future in danger, if this is the highest level of understanding our current generation of students can achieve?"), but even worse than that is the self-doubt.
"Is this somehow my fault? Am I not teaching this material in the right ways for the students to learn? Is there something I could have done differently to get through to these students? Would a better teacher have a higher passing rate?"
We know that Ratio does (or at least did) struggle with feeling inferior to the Genius Society, so I think it is also likely, as much as he absolutely will not budge on his academic standards, that he has doubts about his teaching ability as well.
This is the man who wants to educate the entire world to cure the disease of ignorance, and yet only 3% of his actual students are able to get there. How can someone who gets so few of his direct students to a state of enlightenment hope to enlighten the whole universe? If so few students are successfully learning the material of a given class, doesn't that mean the teacher is doing something wrong?Would a better teacher--would a genius, maybe--not be able to impart their knowledge more efficiently and educate even the most challenging of students?
As someone constantly struggling with that balance between keeping academic standards high while also meeting the needs of today's students, I think the passing rates of his courses must affect Dr. Ratio much more deeply than I've seen fans discuss. I think he would question himself harshly over his class success rates, and I think he must be constantly trying to push himself to become the best teacher he possibly can be.
tl;dr: I hope one day the HSR fandom will stop sleeping on the fact that Ratio is an actual practicing professor who probably has astronomical levels of teacher angst. 😂
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royalarchivist · 3 months
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I say this in the kindest way possible, but I think this style of prose is more appropriate for a personal account rather than an update account. I have no idea who's being talked about half the time. 🥲
[ Tumblr meme via @mikaikaika ]
#QSMP#Philza#Edited#Phil#Let me know if this needs an additional tag#I don't think this necessitates a discourse or neg tag or whatever because I'm being silly but I'm happy to add one if folks need it#I won't post this one on Twitter I don't think because I genuinely don't want to hurt anyone's feelings#but. I feel very strongly about this. It's not helpful#I say this as a fan and as a professional writer (who also worked in the Marketing and Communications field for far too long)#The prose is nice! It's very whimsical and they're having fun! But I don't think it's appropriate for an updates account#I recently turned off notifications for QsmpEN and I'm considering muting them because half the updates just aren't helpful to me#I want to be able to speed read through the update thread I don't want to spend an additional 30 seconds trying to decipher who's who#I don't like posting complaints so I tried to make it a funny complaint#because I do think feedback is good! And I know I'm not the only one who feels this way#but at the same time: these update writers ARE volunteers#(As a side note -- I personally think anyone running a large social media account should be paid)#(I did that for a few years and it was hell. I can't imagine doing that and NOT getting paid for it)#But anyways#They're all volunteers so I don't actually wanna go all pitchforks and torches on them (which I wouldn't do anyways even if they WERE paid)#I'm just venting my frustrations in what is (hopefully) a funny way#but you're welcome to disagree! That's ok too#Portfolio
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newoozi · 2 months
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how come no one ever talks about riding vernon's face. i haven't seen anyone write this before please i need it so bad. like think about it!!
he's got such broad, strong shoulders, and i feel like he really is the type to love eating you out. so when it gets steamy on his couch one day, and you feel like trying something new with him, you sit on his face (sorry for being so direct). he's matching your rhythm with his tongue, breath hot and warm, hands groping your ass and helping keep you in place. your pussy is sopping wet for him, and his nose rubs against your clit when you grind on him. he starts with kitten licks, and when you moan for more, rocking your hips against his tongue, he's humming against your folds at the movement and he gives in. he suckles your sensitive area, and you can barely keep it together. running your hands through his hair, guiding him (“right there, just like that sol, fuck—”) because neither of you are particularly used to this new position, but his tongue is still magic and he loves the taste of you. maybe he looks up at your figure, tits bouncing as you move, eyes closed, cheeks flushed, hands pulling at his hair, small gasps leaving your mouth, and he moans against you, sending you over the edge. you cum all over his face. he makes sure to clean up everything he can along your thighs and his mouth. he looks so pretty when he does.
just some thoughts i wanted to let out. happy friday everyone :)
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calware · 4 months
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thinking about doing a month-long event for the homestuck tumblr community to encourage people to make + post fanworks as well as reblog other people's fanworks.... where people can opt-in by being randomly assigned one of two teams (probably red and blue) so that each team has roughly the same amount of members. teams get points for making fanworks and having their posts reblogged, which encourages people to make posts and also reblog the posts made by their team members. and the top 3 people in each team to get the most points get some kind of reward... hmmmm
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mihotose · 3 months
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the same. you know what i mean
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canisalbus · 6 months
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My absolute favorite thing about your blog, even more favorite that Vachete, is the care and interest you put into each response. Be it an ask or an art piece, you always eloquently break down each individual aspect and comment on them. It always makes me smile.
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dragons-in-spaceee · 7 months
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[ID: newt from pacific rim with the tumblr post: “if I wasn’t trembling like a leaf I would kick your ass” /End ID]
hes so textpostable
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waterme-stories · 6 months
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My Top Blorbos of 2023!
Thanks @virgo-dream for the fun template! And @bil-daddy for keeping it surreal.
(and very big thank you to the folks in the Spiderpool and Cablepool and @ageplay-may servers. This year was a Lot and y'all kept me sane and engaged with the world.)
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sergle · 11 months
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I KNOW this is the Getting Mad website but I still manage to be surprised at people Getting Mad on my “if you know gay ppl you know someone with this Look” post. with the haircut/glasses/buttonup combo
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perplexingly · 4 months
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I’m so damn tired
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nano30cm · 4 months
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they're gym buddies :)
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unrealisticlea · 1 year
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Bobby: I treat all my subordinates equally
also Bobby: Chim, gotta work on those leadership skills. Eddie, your work-life balance sucks. Hen, your paramedic license is expiring and you didn’t even notice. Buck… You’re an angel and we’re thrilled you are here.
Buck: isn’t my PT score a bit low?
Bobby: for everyone else, yes. For you it’s ✨outstanding✨
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sweetlypunk · 1 year
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See you again.
JASON TODD x FEM!READER
Summary: years after the last time you two saw each other, before he died, you reencounter in a party when you thought you would never see him again.
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He wanted to kill Alfred.
Never once in his life he thought he would be capable of hating him so much. Alfred was his favorite person in the mansion, his cookies were a gift of the universe. Still, he couldn’t think of anyone he despised as much right now.
But he was a really good debater. How could he say no to Alfred?
Bruce had been invited to a rich kid’s “birthday” party. In other words, an opportunity for people to talk business without calling it business.
The son of a popular CEO was taking his place as the heir of his daddy’s business, and announcing his new role in the company at his birthday party.
It was a great opportunity to make connections—or to cover secret identities.
Bruce saw it as great opportunity, and Alfred thought it would be great for the batfamily to socialize with people more in their age range.
So of course, he helped Bruce in making them all go. No one was really happy with the idea, other than maybe Dick—Stephanie and Duke were just excited for the free rich people food.
Alfred made them all dress up, but with Jason he just got so far with taking a bath. He wore his jeans with a plain shirt, adding his leather jacket and boots.
The room was crowded, and he received various looks for his clothes. He didn’t care, he refused to dress up for this shit.
Alfred was a good debater indeed, but Jason was too. So he used the opportunity of the party to discuss his best argument:
“If a very very very bad man had killed your son, wouldn’t you—”
“I’m sorry, please excuse us” Dick smiled to the group of people Jason had been harassing as he pulled him away.
“Hey! I was in the middle of something.”
“Alfred asked you one thing” Dick gave him a stern look, “To not cause trouble and have fun. Can’t you do that?”
“I’m having fun, aren’t you having fun?” Jason spat back, but before the eldest could speak up he answered his own question. “Oh of course you aren’t. Not being able to show off yet. We are lucky you haven’t started doing an acrobat routine.”
“Hey-”
“Please, do not give him ideas.”
Jason turned around to see the source of the voice, but as soon as he laid eyes on you, he froze in place.
A pretty woman stood there with a glass in hand, smiling brightly at the men in front of her.
“Jason Todd” you hummed, “at this party? Perhaps I’m misplacing faces, is that really you?”
Trick question. Of course it was him. How could you not remember those eyes? The ones that had you so captivated when you were a young girl. Those eyes who can hypnotize anyone.
Jason didn’t answer. There was a something in his face you couldn’t quite decipher. You sipped your drink and his eyes looked you up and down. He was dumbfounded.
“Who would have thought I would find you here of all places”, you smirked, “not me for sure”
“Nor me.” He recomposed himself and finally said a word.
“Ah, at last he spoke”
“You wouldn’t shut up.” Jason gave you tilted smile, “excuse me, but you are?”
Another trick question. At first he tried to place you. Your face had been familiar, but he couldn’t relate it to a name. And then, it just came to him so naturally.
You looked different. You were no longer the tiny girl he used to know. You differed so much from that weak looking girl. He was sure no one dared to cross your path now. The fierce look in your eyes, though, was still there.
“Oh, so it is like that?” You gave him a slight push, “thought I would have made more of an impression on you.”
He smiled, you sure had done.
“How long has it been? What, seven years?”
“Feels like much more.” He sighed.
That look. That goddamn look.
“You have changed, look much more stupid than before. I like the new detail in the hair. Very fashionable.”
He laughed, and you smiled at the action.
Now it was your turn to look him up and down, stopping a bit at the sight of his jacket. “I see you have taken into establishing new fashion trends, Alfred made you accompany your father?”
He glanced at your magazine dress and then to his clothes, maybe he should have used a tie after all.
“Can’t blame you honestly, I love a good chance to dress up, but lately these parties are more boring than my college lectures. There is so many, I barely have any clothes left to wear.”
“Oh what would these people do if you wore the same dress twice” Jason teased.
“Apocalypse” you laughed, blurring the world out, the both of you back in time. The only difference was a stronger spark lighting in between.
“Grayson. Good to see you.” At last, your eyes were off the Todd boy and acknowledged the older boy.
“Right back at ya” Dick said amused, looking between you and his brother expectantly.
“Not thinking on pulling one of your stunts, are you?”
“Well, I’ve been told they are unwelcome.” He imputs jokingly.
“Don’t make a scene.” Jason told him.
“See who’s talking.” Dick said back, referring at the debate from before.
You laughed lightly and looked at Jason, tilting your head a bit, “perhaps I was wrong. You are still a bit of a troublemaker, no matter how much good it brings.”
He smiled at you softly, mesmerized by your presence. You two holding firmly to the times when he had been Robin. A past full of painful memories, scattered with the sweet ones of you. Back then, your love had been unrequited. A silly crush. But Jason couldn’t deny that there had been something. He had cared for this girl more than he should have. You had cared for his friendship more than expected.
It should have been taken all by the wind; left behind in that room that ended it all, but it came back like a boomerang.
So much untold. So much words to say right now.
“I thought…” you lowered your voice, “I would never see you again.”
He didn’t take his eyes off you, the World blurring around. A focus so hard to undo.
“Hey”
A hand appeared in your hip. “Matt and my mother are looking for you. Come on”
A man in a perfectly fit suit appeared behind you. He smiled to the batbrothers, and held out his hand for you to take. “Excuse me gentlemen.”
“Oh, yes of course.” You looked away from Jason and looked at the man behind. “I’ll be on my way.”
He didn’t budge and moved to your side instead.
You sighed and looked at the men looking at you curiously, “Excuse me gentlemen. It was a pleasure encountering you.”
“Yeah sure…” Jason turned to look at the snobby looking guy as he pulled you away.
As he turned around to try and keep up the old conversation with his brother—what were they talking about again?—the rest of his siblings came crashing back to them with tons of sweets in hand.
“Hey” Stephanie said as she chewed a few snacks, “Who was that hot chick Jason was making puppy eyes to?”
“I was not-” he looked to the side trying to not let whatever happened get to him.
“Oh you sure were.” Cass teased looking up at him.
“Who was that Jason?” Duke said as everyone turned to look at you as you chatted with a lady and two men. The hand of the man who pulled you away resting softly in your hip.
Something told Jason that Alfred was not in his killing list anymore.
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moxielynx · 3 months
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they made ben 10 WOKE.........
og/inspiration⬇️⬇️
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