Please please please make this:
Jegulus angst:
-James bad mouthed Reg about being the”perfect black”
-They started dating
-They get in a fight
-James tells people Reg got the mark
-People freak
-Reg freaks
-They fight
(“What the hell James, what the hell was- why?”
“Oh like you’ve never said anything about me. I heard it- they told me. Snape, Avery, the gang they told me.”
“I never- James I would never.” )
-Inspired by Billie Eilish’ Happier Than Ever
•The lyrics, and the actual music video
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(teaching my art class)
me: and what’s the number one rule when designing characters with wings? …well?
a handful of students, sighing reluctantly: no good fa-
me (interrupting them): NO good-faith attempts at realism, EVER. you want all the bird dweebs and physicists jumping ship as EARLY AS POSSIBLE so they’re not around to cinemasins your ass when you get to the cool parts of your story, and…ugh, what now, gerald
gerald (my least favorite student): why not just do some minimal research instead of-
me: listen you little shit i can and will singlehandedly tank your 4.0 gpa
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Mr. Fenton is a competent teacher. Almost too competent.
If Mr. Daniel Fenton had any more than a BS (with a minor in education), Tim would’ve flagged his profile as a potential Rogue. That’s the way of most charismatic academics, at least in Gotham. (Got a PhD? Instant watchlist.) Instead, he’s Gotham Academy’s newest celebrity, as a young, passionate, out-of-towner substitute while the chemistry teacher’s on maternity leave.
Tim gets the hype. Fenton seems to genuinely love teaching, and is invested in the welfare of the student body. He hands out bananas during exam week, hosts a “study habits seminar” each month to coach effective learning strategies, and the third time Tim falls asleep in his class, he even pulls Tim aside to ask if he’s doing okay. With all the late work he accepts and the protein bars he sneaks Tim, he’s every teen vigilante’s dream teacher. He could’ve been Tim’s favorite.
In fact, Mr. Fenton was Tim’s favorite. Up until Tim walks into Mr. Fenton’s chemistry classroom for a forgotten textbook, an hour after the final bell.
On the board where tallied scores for today’s review game had been kept, “THE CHEMISTRY BEHIND DR. CRANE’S FEAR GAS: ANXIOGENICS, NERI’S, & YOU,” is now scrawled. A detailed diagram of the human endocrine system projects in front of a small crowd of adoring and attentive students.
Fenton is wrist-deep in the skull cavity of an anatomical model. A short tug, and out pops the brain.
It’s plastic. It’s fake.
Tim identifies the nearest emergency exit.
Fenton turns to the door, and in the dark classroom with the projector illuminating half his face, his eyes almost seem to flash red. “What’s up, Tim?” he asks. His friendly grin is too big for his face. “I didn’t know you wanted to join the Just Science League!”
[OR: Danny’s a science teacher at Tim’s school. Gotham’s a pretty wild place, even for someone who grew up a superhero in a ghost-infested town, so he takes it upon himself to start a club teaching kids how to manage themselves in the event of a crisis. These Gothamites are pretty hardy, but a little extra training never hurt anybody! And he suspects one of his students might be a teen vigilante, like he’d been, back in the day. As a senior super, it's Danny’s duty look out for him! Surely, this is the subtlest and most appropriate way to give the kid pointers.]
[Tim immediately assumes supervillain.]
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10 year old me: poor percy, school is so hard :(
23 y/o me, with an education degree: somebody get this kid an IEP. who hired this school’s staff
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So I was watching some videos of Gale’s epilogue discussions with a friendship/non-romanced Tav, and…oh my god, Gale…
[Sorcerer] You confine yourself to the School of Illusion? I’d have thought you could teach the entire curriculum…
Gale: I did offer, as a matter of fact.
Gale: However, the Blackstaff insisted I couldn’t teach every subject, nor could the simulacra of myself I offered to create for that purpose.
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Blackstaff: Well Gale, we’d be honored to take you on as a professor. What subject would you like to teach?
Gale:
ALL OF THEM
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“Farewell, Aragorn! Go to Minas Tirith and save my people! I have failed.”
“No!” said Aragorn, taking his hand and kissing his brow. “You have conquered. Few have gained such a victory. Be at peace! Minas Tirith shall not fall!” Boromir smiled. “Which way did they go? Was Frodo there?” said Aragorn. But Boromir did not speak again.
J.R.R. Tolkien, The Two Towers.
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i think one of my favourite gale/astarion dynamics I don't see people riff off of very often is the "horrible at coming up with a plan but it all works out/ always has a plan but it's usually fucking awful" vibe they have
like we're talking about Mr. "I'm not a details person, fuck it we ball we'll solve the Moonrise towers issue", and "plan for killing cazador? uhhuh. kill him. that's the plan." astarion here, and also fucking "i need to go to this specific bookstore and burgle this exact tome because this will allow like 20 puzzle pieces to fall into place that will let me speedrun becoming god" gale.
astarions "fuck it we ball" plan works out in his favour every time somehow. without direct support from a player, all of Gale's scheming just gets him obliterated the moment he gets his hands on the crown. somehow, some way- astarions complete and total lack of planning works.
and listen: in astarions good unromanced ending he continues adventuring automatically. if you have romanced gale, you can also get an ending where he agrees to keep adventuring with you. all I'm saying is: them together post-canon still travelling together. between gale as a highly corruptible voice of caution and astarions as someone who can easily poke holes into the most ridiculous of gales plans: highly functional adventure duo?
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