#like highest gpas in the school girls

[pwerfumes]

hey is it normal for someone to feel subhuman because of their grades or gpa

#(rhetorical question) #at point during high school i was considering dropping out bc of how terrible i was doing #and now that i graduated high school with a pretty okay gpa by theory i should be happy bc i improved right? #and worked hard to get that diploma right? #LOL NOPE #i remember during the graduation ceremony there were two girls giving their speeches #and apparently those two girls had the highest gpa out of the entire graduating class #bro as soon as i heard that during the ceremony i immediately felt like i didn't deserve to breathe the same air as them #sorry for all that im having a moment LOL #ణ magnolia's fluffy diary

[meangirls-imagines]

Rest and Relaxation

"who's that?"

"that is the queen bee regina george. do not look her in the eye. she can smell fear."

cady rolled her eyes at damian giggling. in the small amount of time that she had known him, he had been very dramatic. janis also rolled her eyes. "she can't smell fear. but he is right, don't look her in the eyes." cady watched as the blonde girl walked up to her table holding cheese fries, sitting next to the girl that damian said "has hair full of secrets".

there was a thud as the trio turned spotting a girl struggling to carry her backpack, books, and lunch. the girl looked over at the trio, noticing janis and damian and shyly waved. they all waved back and watched as she stumbled past them.

"who's that?" damian shook his head. "that's y/n, regina's girlfriend." cady looked at the two shocked. she didn't think regina was gay. "really? she's so...shy." janis nodded as they watched y/n finally make it to the plastics table. regina's face lit up at the sight of her girlfriend. y/n smiled back and sat next to the blonde, unloading everything on the table. regina pulled y/n into a kiss, making the girl blush.

"hi baby. how is your day going?" y/n blushed deeper at the petname. "its going fine gina. i just have a lot of work to do." y/n was a nerd in the best sense. she had the highest gpa of the whole school, she was a mathlete, and she was in all advanced classes. she also had a really bad habit of overworking herself. regina hated watching her girlfriend burn out so she did her best to step in before it got bad.

"how about you come to my house with us after school? we can do a spa day for you. get you to relax a little. i know how stressed you've been." y/n's heart melted at her girlfriend's worry. as much as she wanted to do that, she had a mathletes meeting after school followed by sat prep until late at night.

y/n shook her head. "i wish i could gina, but i have mathletes until 4 and then sat prep until 8 and then i still have to finish my essay." regina sighed, scooting closer and scratching y/n's back to get her to relax a little. their moment was ruined when y/n's brother shane walked up to them. "ladies, nice to see you guys today. y/n, chris was wondering if you could possibly look over his history paper and see if its good enough for at least a b minus."

regina was about to speak up when y/n beat her to it. "yeah, just give it to me before i go to mathletes and tell him i'll have it back to him by tomorrow morning." shane smiled and ruffled his sister's hair, placing a brief kiss on her head. "thanks sis. i'll let him know." y/n smiled as her brother walked away. regina looked at her girlfriend worriedly. y/n shook her head. "it's fine gina. i'll be okay."

the bell rang, dismissing lunch as y/n stuffed all of her things in her backpack, kissing regina and heading off to her next class. gretchen watched regina deflate as y/n walked away. she put a hand on her shoulder and smiled at her. "she'll be fine regina." the blonde sighed. "i hope you're right."

y/n sighed as she opened her locker the next morning. she didn't get home until late last night and woke up earlier than usual to go with shane to football practice to give chris his essay and finish up any homework she missed the night before. she was exhausted and just wanted to go home. unfortunately for her, the world doesn't work like that and it was only going to get much worse.

for backstory, regina and y/n had been friends since 4th grade. regina had been very protective over the girl since they first met all those years ago. they met when regina stepped in and stopped a few boys from shoving y/n around. and since then, nothing had changed. regina was just as if not more protective over the girl. they had come out at the end of 8th grade which just boosted the protectiveness. ever since they came out as a couple, less people picked on y/n, though there were some who just didn't get the message.

enter ian. who had harbored a major crush on regina even after she came out. he was the stereotypical high school male. he was the captain of the basketball team, he was ripped, he was hot and every girl in north shore (except the plastics and y/n) wanted him. he felt like he was a better match for regina than y/n was and never failed to make his opinion shown every once in a while.

regina and the plastics hadn't made it to school yet and shane was in the locker room so this was his perfect opportunity. he and a couple of his friends walked up to y/n, who was reading over her ap chem homework and not paying attention. "hey there nerd. i see your guard dog isn't here." y/n rolled her eyes. "no ian, regina isn't here yet. can i help you with something?"

that was apparently the wrong thing to say as ian slapped the papers out of her hand and shoved her against a the locker next to her. at this point, people had started recording on their phones. y/n winced at the impact as the group of boys started laughing. "you don't get to have an attitude with me nerd. i think you forget where you fall on this food chain. allow me to remind you."

he brought his fist back to swing at y/n but the punch never came. the only thing y/n saw of her savior was pink nails before she was let go and ian was flying the other way. y/n looked up to see an angry regina flanked by an equally angry karen and gretchen. the two obviously weren't as close to y/n as regina was but they also had a protectiveness over her.

ian looked up scared as his friends fled the scene. karen and gretchen helped y/n pick her stuff up and dusted her off. ian shrunk in fear as regina towered over him. "i don't think you understand where you fall on this food chain, but allow me to remind YOU. you do not compare to y/n. she is so far above you that you don't even exist in her world. that being said, if i ever see you mess with her again, you will be finished."

he nodded and scrambled away. regina looked at the crowd that had formed. "anyone else have a problem with my girlfriend?" the crowd scattered as everyone went back to what they were doing. regina smirked victoriously before pulling y/n into an empty classroom, karen and gretchen standing guard outside.

regina looked over y/n for any injuries before y/n's grabbed her shaky hands and kissed both of them softly. "i'm okay, gina. just a little shaken up." regina let out a breath she didn't even know she was holding before pulling y/n into her arms. "i'm so sorry i wasn't there. i couldn't find my keys before we left so it put us behind-" y/n pressed her lips to regina's. the blonde instantly calmed as the two kissed, y/n being the first to pull away. "breathe babe. i'm okay. he's not going to mess with me again."

regina nodded and pulled y/n into another kiss, this one quicker than the last. "will you please come over after school today? i wanna take care of you. it's the weekend so you can stay the whole weekend while i help you relax. please." y/n nodded. "if it will make you feel better, yes." regina smiled and pecked y/n's lips. "good. i wasn't taking no for an answer. now, let me walk you to class?" y/n nodded and the two made their way out of the room.

regina stood against her jeep, waiting for y/n. karen and gretchen had hitched rides from shane so that way regina could take her girl straight home.the front doors to the school opened to reveal an exhausted looking y/n. regina's heart broke at the sight of the girl, she looked more exhausted than she did when the blonde saw her at lunch.

y/n shuffled to the jeep, regina grabbing her backpacks and throwing them in the backseat (carefully of course) before helping y/n into the passenger seat. regina walked around and got in, holding y/n's hand and kissing it. the girl sent her a sleepy smile and leaned her head against the window.

regina made it to her house in record time. she left the girl's bags in her car, making a mental note to ask her dad to grab them later. she helped y/n in the house and to her room, gently laying her on her huge bed. "stay right here baby. i'm gonna go run us a bath." y/n sleepily nodded, nuzzling into regina's pillow.

five minutes later, regina came out in a fluffy, pink robe, gently shaking y/n awake. "come on baby. let's get you in the bath." y/n stirred and nodded. the blonde helped her to her feet, gently pulling her into the bathroom. from there, she slowly took y/n's clothes off, head to toe. regina then got into the tub and guided y/n in, holding her to her chest.

the couple stayed in the bath for about half an hour before regina decided to get them out. luckily, y/n had been over to the blonde's house enough that she had her own little section in regina's massive closet. regina grabbed a hoodie and a pink pair of boxers for y/n and a hoodie for herself before getting them both dressed and into the bed.

y/n sunk into the soft mattress as regina gently maneuvered her to lay her head on her chest. y/n kissed regina's jaw and nuzzled into her neck. regina began scratching her nails down y/n's back. "take a nap and then when you wake up, i'll make you some dinner, and then maybe followed by dessert and a massage?"

y/n nodded before fully drifting off.

a few hours later, y/n woke up to the smell of her favorite pasta. she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and stretched, getting out of bed and heading downstairs. she found regina cooking dinner with her "y/n❤️" playlist playing softly from her speaker. y/n smiled at how soft the queen bee looked before walking up and wrapping her arms around the blonde's waist.

regina smiled at the feel of her girlfriend snuggling into her back, turning the burner off and turning around. "hi baby. sleep good?" y/n nodded, pressing her lips to regina's. "what's for dinner?" regina smiled and pecked y/n's lips before explaining. "i made your favorite, cacio e pepe, some salad and garlic bread, and for dessert i made a lemon tiramisu. and after we are done eating, i am giving you a massage to get the stress of the week and especially today out of that sexy body of yours and we are going to cuddle up on my bed and watch some love is blind and you are going to sleep for more than five hours."

y/n smiled at her girlfriend, already feeling the stress of the week melt away. regina always took care of her when she needed it and she couldn't be more grateful to have her as her girlfriend. "god, i love you." regina blushed and kissed y/n's cheek. "i love you too. now, let's eat."

after they ate dinner and dessert, regina ordered y/n to take off her shirt and lay face down on the bed while she slipped in the bathroom. y/n did as told and winced a little before tossing the shirt off to the side and laying down. regina came out and lit a few candles before dropping the oil and bruise cream on the bed. she straddled y/n's lower back and gently ran her hands down the girl's back.

she leaned down and kissed y/n's shoulder gently. y/n sighed at the feel of the blonde's lips and whispered, "i love you gina." regina smiled, grabbing the bruise cream and started applying it to the newly forming bruises on y/n's back. "i love you too baby."

after a very, very, relaxing massage, y/n laid in between regina's legs as they watched "love is blind". regina had her fingers running through y/n's hair, scratching her scalp with her acrylics. y/n was drawing shapes on regina's stomach, the blonde girl shivering every once in a while. after a few episodes, regina asked y/n if she wanted anything to drink before realizing y/n was asleep. smiling, she carefully reached over to the nightstand to grab her phone, taking a picture of y/n.

she took to instagram to post the picture, smiling at the amount of cute comments their friends were leaving. she put her phone back and gently guided her and y/n into a more comfortable position. once comfy, she placed a gentle kiss on y/n's forehead, slowly drifting off.

#regina george imagine #regina george x reader #mean girls imagines #mean girls 2024

[chrollohearttags]

𝑎𝑐𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑐 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑠 • 𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑡 𝑥 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

just some adorable headcanons with armin and his long time academic sweetheart.

cw: black fem!, plus sized reader, both armin and reader are researchers and engaged, major fluff, mentions of med terms, comedy and banter, light nsfw, light angst

you first met armin when the two of you were in high school. He was the top of his class, excelling in all subjects and only rivaled by his fellow scholar, (y/n) (l/n). Your test scores were always neck and neck of course, the highest in the entire class. You guys weren’t exactly rivals but you didn’t talk much either.

that was until he noticed that you would sneak away from the class during lunch period and it wasn’t until he went to return a book did he realize that you were eating in the library by yourself this entire time. And of course, with your nose in a textbook.

“Mind if I join you?” “No..not at all..”

armin couldn’t understand for the life of him why such a sweet and gorgeous girl like you always ate alone. From what he could tell, you had no enemies..or any friends for that matter..even the would be cliche bullies never messed with you. So why? He couldn’t help but to ask.

“No one wants to be around someone with their face in a book and their mind in the clouds all day. Someone who has nothing to talk about except schoolwork. It’s always ‘boys, hanging out, hooking up’….none of that stuff interests me, y’know? So I gave up on trying to fit in. Not like anyone notices me anyway.”

armin most certainly did, he couldn’t help it when he watched you walk by on your way to your desk..smelling of vanilla, gorgeous face surrounded by big curls and round glasses, and of course, dressing so cute. Not to mention..you were brilliant. Matching his own intellect tenfold.

“I noticed..and I’d love to be your friend if you’ll let me.”

from that moment on, the two of you spoke everyday..always greeting you and even inviting you to hang with him and his friends. From there, you guys studied together, picked each other’s brains and you finally felt as if you belonged. But soon, that beautiful friendship, blossomed into a budding crush..on both sides! You fell for Armin after only a few months and it didn’t even take him a few weeks. He always wanted to be by your side, spend as much time with you as possible and even wanted to walk you home.

you guys would often go to the local coffee shop to talk about the new book you were reading or discussed some new discovery that had been made in scientific news..getting so swept in your conversations and each other, you’d be there until the streets lights came on and he’d have you sprinting to get home. You didn’t mind it though because you were happy to be with him.

high school was much more tolerable and a lot more fun. By senior year, you and armin were locked in, super close and practically in love. Voted student council presidents and for the first time, graduated as the only co-valedictorians because your GPA’s were too high and close to call it for one to be salutatorian. You guys attended prom together and looked absolutely darling. Literally everyone’s goals.

he even asked you to go with a sign of the periodic table and the elements spelling out prom and a box of nerds candy.

“Are you kidding? That’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.”

fast forward a few years, and not much changed! You guys were still two big nerds madly obsessed with one another. Eventually going on to a top university, majoring in the same field; pathology, research and development and sitting at the top of the class yet again. You guys done a lot of maturing during that time and grew into proper young adults. Even losing your virginity to one another..crying together on the night that you did so because it was so beautiful and overwhelming.

even thought your academic lives were quite hectic..sitting on this council, apart of this group and that research committee, you guys always made time for one another. Whether on one of your date nights where you’d get all dressed up to go out to a nice dinner and the museum or a play at the local amphitheater, it was always a great time. Or if you guys spent the day lazing around your off campus apartment, curled up in bed, drinking coffee while your two cats scoured the sheets as you binged your favorite movies together. Or even watching Jeopardy and seeing who can solve the most problems.

during college graduation and as your families snapped photos of you two in cap and gowns in front of your alma mater, he’d surprise you with a beautiful proposal by enlisting their help. Practically ruining the makeup you did prior because you were sobbing by the time he finished. And so was he..

“(Y/N), I don’t think—matter of fact, I know there isn’t a soul on this earth that completes me the way you do. Would you do me the absolute honor of spending the rest of our days together?” “Of course I will, ‘Min. I love you so much.”

a year or so passed and as you worked towards being able to afford the wedding you deserved, you guys began your residency at an esteemed research lab, practicing under top doctors and making names for yourselves in the scientific world. You had been featured in several publications, documenting your respective findings and what it could all mean for the world of medicine. You worked extremely hard but your main priorities were always one another!

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[oceanbug]

when worlds collide

smau non!idol ningning x reader

11.5. yoo jimin.

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Senior Valedictorian; Volleyball Captain, who led Spring Hill’s team to their first tournament victory in over 30 years; And the most wanted girl at Spring Hill High.

She was a legacy; no one else could compare to her. Yet she was still so humble.

She still went home every day and helped her mom cook dinner. She still volunteered at her local pet adoption center. She still stayed behind every day and tutored anyone who needed the help.

Yoo Jimin was golden.

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Jimin’s P.O.V

Three Years Prior, Spring Hill High School

“Jimin, come sit here! Right here! Hey! Over here! J.I.M.I.N Y.O.O” 

Normally, having someone scream out your full government name would be concerning, but not for you since it was a daily occurrence. It was none other than your loud, eccentric friend, Ah Yujin.

“Shut up! Everyone’s staring at you, dumbass.” And there goes your equally loud friend, Y/n L/n.

Everyone was staring at your friends, but that never bothered you; you were used to it. You did, however, dislike the comments that came with it.

“How could someone like her be friends with them?”

“Doesn’t she have the highest GPA of our senior class? And isn’t Yujin failing every course, including study hall?”

“She’s so pretty; she’d be even prettier if she lost that rat pack of hers.”

You couldn’t seem to understand why their opinions mattered. Why couldn’t you be friends with people you like? Why is it such an inconvenience to everyone else? They didn’t know your idiot friends like you did, so how could they have such awful words to say? Still, you walked past everyone and showed a bright smile in front of your best friends. So, if they ever heard everyone’s opinions, you could at least show them that you don’t care about everyone's negative views. It's not like your friends could listen to anything over Yujin’s screaming, but just as a precaution, you smile extra brightly every day.

“I’m less than two feet away from you, Yu.”

“Just making sure you remember where to sit!” Yujin was practically bouncing off the walls; you couldn’t understand where she got all this energy from.

“We sit at the same table every day, Yu.”

“Hey, Jimin.” The same chipper yet quieter voice came from the other half of the table.

“Heya Y/n.” Y/N was always pretty quiet; you just chalked it up to nervousness. Yujin always knew how to draw a crowd with her antics, so it wouldn’t surprise you if Y/N felt overwhelmed by the attention.

“What’s got you bouncing around today, Yu? You’re usually hyper, but it looks like you took it up a notch.”

“She’s acting like she just had four megadoses of cocaine.” You laughed since your friends always had a way with words. You wished you could speak freely, but that would go against your character.

Your character.

“How could you not be excited? Graduation is less than FOUR days away.”

“You’re just excited to party.”

“Well duh? High School was a fucking drag. Of course, I’m excited to celebrate leaving this place.”

“Maybe if you joined a club, or, I don’t know, applied yourself, it wouldn’t be such a drag.”

“You sound like my mother; sorry, we can’t all be perfect like Yoo Jimin.”

That stung. You hated that phrase. You hated being the one everyone compared themselves to. Was it so bad that you worked hard? Can’t they get off their asses every once in a while and help out? No, instead, they’re too busy blaming you for setting an impossible standard. They blamed you for being Yoo Jimin. Fuck being Yoo Jimin.

You couldn’t say any of this, though; it would be out of character for you. All you could do was smile and laugh. You’re Spring Hill’s golden child; why complain about being told you’re perfect?

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And so,

All your hard work ended up being worth it. You guess? Here you were at the same graduation party as everyone else. Going to the same college as your close friends. The same college as your friend Yujin, who graduated with a 2.3 GPA, while you graduated with a perfect 4.0. The same college as your friend Y/N, who never did an extracurricular activity in their life while you did in 7.

... Why did you work so hard?

Well, that doesn’t matter now. At least you get to have fun and celebrate with all your friends.

Speaking of which, why was your friend Yujin talking to, Wonyoung?

The Jang Wonyoung? What could she possibly have in common with Yujin?

Why didn't Yujin tell you they were friends? You always got caught up with all the work you did, but you always made time for your friends. Did Yujin not feel close enough to tell you? Since you were too busy being Yoo Jimin? Had the image you worked so hard to maintain caused your friendship to drift apart?

Before you had the chance to speak to Yujin, you felt a sudden voice come slithering into your ear. It was Ning Yi Zhuo.

“Yeonjun’s here with that bitch he left me for; it’ll totally make him jealous if we kiss, don’t you think? He’s a total asshole for cheating on me; he deserves this.”

No. Why would you agree to that? Sure, you heard the rumors about Yeonjun cheating. You agreed that he deserved some sort of payback. But not with you. Why would someone like you kiss Ningning? The school’s known rich bitch? That wasn’t very in character for you. That wasn’t very Yoo Jimin.

…… Fuck Yoo Jimin. You just wanted to live life normally; you wanted to drink and curse. Fail an exam. Stay out past midnight and trespass around town. You hated the high pedestal everyone put you on. You didn’t want to be ‘The Yoo Jimin.’ You just wanted to be Jimin.

So, you kissed Ningning.

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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?

taglist (open): @azraism ; @kimsgayness ; @sewiouslyz ; @winieter ; @llluvbluy ; @i06kkura ; @everydayiloveyves ; @edamboon

#kpop x reader #kpop x y/n #ningning x reader #ning yizhuo #ningning #aespa x reader #aespa #non idol au #kpopsmau #smau

[aita-blorbos]

AITA for wanting myself to live instead of the other members of my high school choir?

Me and the choir I’m in went to an amusement park. We were in a competition which we won since we were the only contestants but that’s besides the point. We all rode this roller coaster and long story short, we all died and are sort of in a state of limbo with this fortune teller robot who offered one of us the chance to live again.

Obviously, I’m the best choice. I have the highest GPA out of everyone in the choir and I’m known as the most successful girl in town. But I guess apparently some of them don’t want me to come back because I guess the world doesn’t need more people like me according to them.

I’m the best choice, see? I mean, one of them can’t even speak but I let him into the choir because I’m such a nice person. My best friend is just nice and really nothing but nice and she’s probably just end up being some soccer mom organ donor. One is gay and broke out into French poetry during a Christmas program and suggested we all hang ourselves. One is a bad rapper who uses Auto-Tune constantly and has some fake girlfriend that I pretend to believe in. And the last girl is a freaky monster with no head.

Clearly I should be the one to live, right? But I guess I’m a horrible person in their mind. AITA?

#aita #am i the asshole #unreality #SUICIDE MENTION #ABLEISM

[ayyy-pee]

Chapter 1 - The Mongol Empire

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Pairing: Suguru Geto x Female Reader

Summary: Cool, calm and collected, Suguru Geto is at the top of his class. With the best grades, a perfect body and a perfect face to match, he's untouchable...Until he meets you.

In which Suguru finds himself letting you get under his skin in a way no one has ever done before.

Genre: **College AU**

Story Warning: Smut, Vaginal Sex, Toxic Behavior, Jealousy, Jealous Behavior, Oral Sex, Unprotected Sex, Breeding Kink, Creampie, Possessive Sex, Possessive Behavior, Virgin Reader, Yandere Suguru, Emotional Cheating

Suguru Art by: Ilameys

Jujutsu Tech University – Tokyo Campus

Suguru Geto was the smartest person on campus. Devilishly handsome with his long, dark hair that hung loosely around his shoulders and incredibly charming, he held the highest GPA in the history of the school – a 4.5. He was positive it would be even higher if the school allowed for it. He was the top of his class and at the top of the food chain as far as the stupid popularity contest the morons at this school insisted on following. He guessed it made some sense for him to be on top. Well, he and his best friend Satoru Gojo. Though while Suguru was at the top of the food chain for his amazing brain, charisma and appearance, Satoru was at the top of the food chain for all of the same reasons except he was attainable in a way Suguru was not.

You couldn’t get Satoru to commit to an ice cream topping, let alone a woman but that didn’t stop them from trying to tie him down. The two of them were approached by men and women alike and Satoru entertained them all. Some with harmless flirting, others with an exchange of phone numbers to meet up later and others with an invitation to come back to the on campus apartment they shared. Suguru on the other hand brushed them all off and into Satoru’s open arms happily. He didn’t have time for that shit. He couldn’t afford to waste time lowering himself to the same level as the morons that roamed mindlessly around the school. He couldn’t relate to them. They were not on the same wavelength as him. These morons spent their boring daily lives roaming around campus being mediocre and they were perfectly content. Most of them couldn’t recite the periodic table forwards and backwards like he could do in his sleep. They couldn’t hold a conversation about Marxism or solve basic algebra equations let alone work through limits, derivatives and integrals. Why would he want to stick his dick in anyone so beneath him? Satoru could have them.

Suguru’s long legs carried him across the courtyard towards the History building. He inhaled deeply as the wind blew through his hair, whipping the chocolate tendrils around his face. He was heading to his World History lecture. This class was an easy A for him. History was one of his strongest subjects. Now in his senior year of college, easy classes were just what he needed to keep his beaming GPA right where it belonged – above everyone else’s.

Reaching for the door to the building, Suguru was stopped when he heard a small voice speaking to him. He looked down at the petite woman with a bright red face staring up at him through her lashes. Had she been standing by the door this whole time? He hadn’t noticed her. “Umm, Suguru?” she mumbled quietly. Her hands came up to fiddle with the braid that hung over her shoulder.

‘Oh great’ he thought to himself. He absolutely hated being approached like this without Satoru there to run interference. He also hated the stuttering and mumbling these morons did when they tried to talk to him. How did they ever expect to amount to anything or obtain a suitable partner if they couldn’t even be bothered to speak clearly and concisely? Suguru watched the girl, losing patience as lecture start time drew closer. He needed to get to his seat to make sure he got a good spot.

“Suguru” she started again. “I-“

“You want to go out with me I’m assuming.” He cut her off. She nodded, the blush on her face deepening until she almost resembled a tomato. He almost wanted to laugh. He’d be nice this time.

“What’s your GPA?”

“My GPA?” she echoed.

“Yes.” Suguru sighed irritably. “What is your GPA? Cumulative and overall?”

The girl continued fidgeting with her braid – a habit he had noticed that irked Suguru already. She clearly lacked confidence in herself. He assumed her GPA reflected so. No confidence, annoying fidgeting, ineffective communication skills. It was a no the moment she approached him.

“I-I don’t know? I think it’s like a 2.9? Maybe a 3?” She muttered out finally. Suguru scoffed.

“A 2.9 maybe a 3 GPA. You’re barely surviving at this university and you think I’ll want to date you? I’m focused on my studies which clearly you are not. There’s no compatibility here.”

The random girl barely had time to gather her thoughts before Suguru entered the building without giving her a glance, letting the heavy door slam shut behind him. He made his way into the World History lecture hall, the smell of dust hitting him and bringing him a sense of peace. He was in his safe haven. Suguru took a seat in his usual spot. He preferred the middle aisle seat to allow him access to leave quickly and avoid the thick swarms of morons blocking the doors.

As he sat down and pulled his notebook out (the rest of the morons all pulled out their laptops, no doubt to peruse social media), his eyes drifted over to the person seated directly across the aisle from him. A new girl he had never seen before. You. You sat quietly with a pen and notepad out just as he did, your legs crossed under the table and your hands folded neatly on the desk. You stared straight ahead as you waited for lecture to begin. As Suguru watched you, he couldn’t help but think something was different about you.

The doors to the lecture hall opened and Professor Yaga entered. A large, serious man who insisted on wearing sunglasses at all hours of the day. A great educator all the same. Suguru wondered if his eyes were as sensitive to light as Satoru’s were and that’s why he always had those dark shades on. He also wondered why the hell he always wore ties covered in panda patterns. A mystery Suguru didn’t really care too much to solve unless he needed to in order to bring his grade up. Principal Yaga cleared his throat and the rest of the morons quieted down their pointless conversations.

“Class, welcome. I’d like to introduce a new student who has just transferred in from our Kyoto campus. Y/n, please stand up and tell us about yourself.”

You stood as Yaga requested and turned to the face the rest of the class, waving as you spoke. “Hello, I’m y/n. As Professor Yaga stated, I’ve just transferred in from the Kyoto campus. I’m on the track team, the debate team and I am hoping to end my senior year graduating at the top of the class.”

Suguru snorted at that and tried to hide the sly smirk that threatened to spread across his face when your head snapped over to him with a scowl. Great, another one of these morons on the debate team. There was no way you’d be top of the class either.

“Anyway, I love running and in my free time I’ve been learning to cook. I hope to have a pleasant remainder of the year with you all.” You smiled and Suguru found his eyes still watching you as you sat back down in your seat and returned your attention back to the Professor.

Class droned on as it always did. Suguru had already studied the material. He was really only here to answer questions and receive the recognition he so deserved. Professor Yaga paced the front of the classroom to no doubt ask a simple question about the global empires curriculum he had just gone over.

Stroking his beard, Professor Yaga continued on. “-and so the Mongol Empire at its peak, was the most powerful empire. Who here can tell me how much land the Mongol Empire controlled at their height of power?”

Easy question. God, give him a challenge for once. Suguru chuckled to himself, raising his hand to answer. “Nine-“

“Nine million square miles, sir.” He was cut off. Okay. Lucky guess. They probably didn’t know the at its peak, the Mongol Empire-

“At its height, the Mongol Empire’s rule spanned from the Sea of Japan to parts of Eastern Europe and even into parts of the Arctic and mainland Southeast Asia and even further. Their rule was incredible.”

His head whipped over to where the voice came from and his eyes landed on you. You locked eyes with him and gave him a wicked smirk for all of half a second before turning your attention back to the Professor. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from you. The scowl on his face starting to deepen when Professor Yaga praised you for knowing more than what he taught this lecture.

Suguru did not like that. He did not like not being the one to shine and answer any of the lecture questions. He did not like that you knew the same (maybe more?) amount of information as he did. There was more about you he didn’t like. You were smart, he’d admit but he did not like how cocky you were about it. Like you had achieved something great and he could never obtain it.

After giving it more thought, Suguru figured out what was so different about you. You really fucking annoyed him and not in a way the rest of the morons did.

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You stretched your legs under the table, arms lifting over your head and sighing at the feeling of your back cracking against your chair. What a great first day of class. World History was going to be so much fun! The heavy footsteps of Professor Yaga approached and you gave him a small smile.

“Y/n, I’d like to introduce you to someone who can help you to become more familiar with the campus and activities. I believe you both will have a lot in common. Come, he’s just over here.” You watched blankly as he made his way directly across the aisle to the asshole who laughed at you when you were introducing yourself.

“Suguru, I’d like you to meet y/n. You will be escorting her around campus. Since you both are also on the debate team, it would be nice for her to make a friend and have someone to go to for guidance.”

‘Him?’ You thought. You took his form in. Messy long brown hair laid down his back and around his shoulders, the front of it flopped lazily to the left. He was tall. You could tell that much from the way he had to stretch his long legs out in front of him to even fit in his desk. His eyes reminded you of a feline and it made you make a mental note to not trust anything out of this man’s mouth. Professor Yaga turned to face you and you watched as the man-child behind him gave you a look of absolute disgust the entire time the Professor spoke, his cat like eyes showing you nothing but contempt until Professor Yaga turned to give him a firm nod.

“Please look to Suguru for guidance as you adjust here, y/n. He’s a fountain of knowledge and will be an excellent resource for you.” he said before taking his leave. Yeah, you were gonna guide your foot up this guy’s ass before you even got out of this room.

Suguru stood from his desk, absolutely towering over you. You hated how you had to crane your neck to look up at him, but you weren’t going to let his height intimidate you.

“When’s your next class?” He grunted out, not bothering to formally introduce himself.

“I’ve got about twenty minutes before I have debate practice.”

Suguru nodded, humming to himself. “Well, we’ve got time for a quick tour if you want.” He couldn’t have looked less interested in this if he tried. And he wasn’t interested. He had better things to do than drag some moron around campus. Was she really so dumb, she couldn’t navigate the school herself? There were signs and maps posted everywhere! But, Yaga gave him the assignment and he never failed those. He wasn’t going to let you be the reason he started.

You simply nodded and headed up the steps of the lecture hall and out the door with Suguru trailing behind you. As you exited the building, Suguru sighed obnoxiously. He guessed he could be a little nicer to you.

“Good job with that question about the Mongol Empire earlier. You must’ve read your notes really quickly to get all of that information.” He said, though you didn’t miss the faint venom behind the compliment. You weren’t going to let him get to you.

“Thanks, but I actually didn’t take any notes at all. I studied the Mongol Empire over the summer when I took additional courses.” You gave him a faint smile.

Suguru tensed. Were you ahead in the curriculum already? There was no way.

“Summer courses, huh? Fell behind?” He gave you a smile that never reached his eyes. You returned the same smile.

“Nope! I took it for fun.  I was actually top of my class at the Kyoto campus. 4.5 GPA. Too bad they won’t let you go above that here either.” You rolled your eyes. If Suguru’s body could tense any more, he’d snap in half. You…you also had a 4.5 GPA? You took an extracurricular course on the Mongol Empire for fun? You somehow had managed to raise your hand before him with lightning speed, answer the question being asked and even provide additional information worded better than Suguru would have said it. And to top it all off, you didn’t seem to be the least bit affected by his mere presence. Wait, why did he even care about that? It didn’t matter. You were a monster in his eyes – a threat to what he had built here and he needed you gone.

He scoffed loudly in your face. “There’s no way you have a 4.5 GPA. I have a 4.5 GPA. It makes sense for me, but you? I’ll believe it when I see it.”

You were boiling now, absolutely fuming. This shithead really thought he was god’s gift to earth or something. So far, you hadn’t seen a single impressive thing about him except maybe his height. This guy was an asshole. Fuck trying to be nice.

“You saw it when I raised my hand almost an entire three seconds before your monkey brain registered a question even being asked.” You deadpanned.

Suguru froze. He felt like space and time had stopped. Did he hear you right? You had called him a monkey. A monkey. Him. A monkey. Suguru. A monkey. Suguru Geto? A monkey?

You continued, quietly fuming. “I think I can navigate the school on my own. I’ve honestly wasted enough time pretending to be nice to an asshole like you.” You turned on your heel and began making your way to the building the debate team practice meeting was being held. Did you know where you were going? Hell no, but he didn’t need to know that. You just knew you needed to get as far away from him as possible before you took his beautiful brown hair and wrapped it around his neck. You knew one other thing. You fucking hated Suguru Geto.

Your sudden exit snapped Suguru out of his trance. You had gotten the last word and he couldn’t stand that. Maybe you actually were good at debate, but the thought only made him more annoyed. He watched as you stomped across the courtyard, trying to resist the urge to stare as your smooth legs carried you through the grass and how the wind blew your skirt up in the back just enough for him to catch a small glimpse of your- what the fuck? No. Stop. He hated you. Not even ten minutes together and you both could not stand one another. It was so obvious. He had to knock you down a peg and quick. His long legs began moving in the same direction as you.

Guess he’d see you at debate practice.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk fanfic #jjk fic #geto suguru #getou suguru #getou suguru smut #getou suguru x y/n #jealousy #getou smut #getou x reader #suguru #gojo #satoru #nanami #suguru geto #jujutsu geto #jujutsu kaisen suguru #suguru geto fanfic #suguru geto fic #suguru smut #suguru jjk #getou #suguru getou #toxic suguru #toxic relationship #gojo x you #gojo x y/n #gojo x reader #gojo x oc

[lottiesticklishpickle]

“Studying”

(Bukayo Saka x Reader fluff)

Bukayo stared blankly at paper in front of him, containing calculations of something called photons, where visible light was on the electromagnetic spectrum, and factors of wave lengths with their frequencies. As far as he knew, this assignment could have been written in Arabic, considering how foreign the characters looked, what does “λ” even mean? He looked down and furrowed his eyebrows, before turning his head towards the girl next to him.

Y/n L/n sat at her organized desk, as she neatly wrote whilst simultaneously typing formulas into an advanced calculator. She stared at her paper with a focused expression, as she worked diligently. She was known throughout the school for being extremely educated. However, she was never made fun of for it. The girl was the definition of well rounded. As vice president of student council, a starter for the basketball and soccer team, and with one of the highest gpa’s in the entire school; she still managed to maintain a reputation as a friendly socialite.

Bukayo began to think to himself about how difficult it would be to maintain such an image. After having all that pressure placed on her shoulders, she still managed to flash a beautiful and contagious smile at seemingly everybody. He liked that. She was nice to everyone, and while she didn’t care about what talking to an outcast would do to her reputation, it still remained spotless. Despite not caring what others thought, she seemed to have had everybody’s hearts.

After minutes of staring at the girl across from him, he looked back down at his paper and cringed. He envied Y/n’s ability to do things so effortlessly, and not only it came to her education. Bukayo and her had not really talked much, but that was simply because he was too afraid. Once he had seen her at the mall while she was with her friends, and she had waved at him. He thought it was strange that she was able to recognize him, but Bukayo knew she knew who he was. He thought back to all the times he had seen her being so friendly with others, so would it hurt to go and ask for help? Bukayo was more focused on this decision than his homework.

After some more contemplating, he figured that he could kill two birds with one stone by talking to Y/n. Not only would she be able to help him better understand the lesson, but he would also get to talk with her. Maybe he could manage to make them frequent study buddies, though she would not truly benefit from studying with him.

Bukayo placed his palms on the desk in front of him, and awkwardly walked towards her. Focused on her work, she didn’t notice him until she spotted his shoes from under her desk. Y/n raised her eyebrows as she looked up and greeted her peer standing in front of her. “Hey Bukayo, whats up?” Her face expressing a hint of concern.

“Oh, hi Y/n, I was wondering if you understood the worksheet from Mrs. Martin’s class today?” He asked, slightly avoiding her eyes.

Y/n on the other hand, stared intently at him, a soft smile curled onto her face as she nodded. “Yes I do, do you need help?” She inquired.

Sheepishly, Bukayo nodded with a simper. “Okay then, do you wanna get a chair?” She continued

“Oh yeah that sounds great.” He reacted suddenly, and pulled up a chair to her desk after grabbing the worksheet from his. Bukayo sat down beside her and as weird as it sounded, decided to smell her. He took in her clean scent, something like lemons and mangos.

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As the two continued to study together, Bukayo found it more and more difficult to pay attention to the assignment. Occasionally, Y/n would say things like “You got that?” Or, “You understand, right?” To which he would respond with an eager yes and aggressive nod.

Y/n wasn’t stupid, she could tell something was off. On one occasion when his eyes were glued to her for far too long, she quickly placed her hand on top of his. He looked down with a confused expression, before looking back up at her. She squinted her eyes and simpered, “You okay Bukayo?” Bukayo wondered what to say next, awkwardly staring at the class around him. “Y/n.” He whispered, and beckoned for to come closer.

“Would you want to go study at the Starbucks down the street later this week?” He asked, pulling away with worried brows and staring into her eyes as he awaited her response.

“Like a date?” She rhetorically asked.

“Something like that.” Bukayo replied, plastering a nervous grin onto his face. Y/n sat there, seeming to contemplate her decision, which only worried the boy more.

“Yeah, how about after school on Thursday?” She said, looking him in the eyes after thinking for so long. Bukayo’s face seemed to light up.

“Okay yes! That’s great thank you.” He confirmed.

“I guess you could say we have chemistry,”

Y/n snickered, and but her tongue to disguise her laughter. “This is Physics, but alright.” She playfully chided.

Criticism appreciated, lmk if y’all got request.

#football #soccer #football imagines #futbol #england #bukayo saka #soccer imagine #football fluff

[lavender-long-stories]

Spoilers for Testing Success | Chapter 1 | Rated T

Fugaku Uchiha’s latest failed assistant brought him a stack of folders holding candidates for his replacement. Given the option of being fired or looking for his own replacement and transfer departments, he made the choice that would save his career. “These are the most qualified young candidates.” 

“Why young?” Fugaku flipped open the first folder.

“I only selected applicants with less than ten years of experience. Your eldest son suggested someone young enough to keep up with you,’ sir.” He didn’t look him in the eye as he muttered, good.

Fugaku dropped the first in the trash, then the next, then the next almost slipped out of his hand before he caught sight of the name. “Hyuga?”

“Oh! Sorry, she wasn’t qualified.” The assistant moved to snatch the folder, but Fugaku pulled it out of his reach. The assistant retracted, dipping his head. “She has a good GPA, but her school is unimpressive, and she’s only two years out of university, all temp work. She comes from a bland background, no family connections. I considered including her because she has the highest university scores out of the lot but nothing else impressive. I meant to take her out.” 

Fugaku barely heard him. He was transported to the past, just looking at her face. A woman smiled in his memory with those eyes and the roundness of her cheeks, but another memory’s cheekbones. His eyebrows furrowed at sour memories. “Bring her in.” He tossed the folder. 

His assistant scooped up the other folders. “Are you sure, sir?” Fugaku shifted his glare from up to him, and the man simply bowed and left. Fugaku knitted his fingers together. If this girl was who he thought she was. He was going to make her life a living hell.

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Hinata straightened her blazer. She knew she didn’t have a chance of being selected to interview when she applied, but she applied anyway to bring up her hopes of having something better than temp jobs for the rest of her life. So when she was called, she was mortified to find she applied for the wrong position. Instead of being a manager’s assistant, Hinata applied to be the executive assistant to the company’s director.

Hinata wanted to decline and admit that it was a mistake, but something in the back of her mind told her she should at least try. If only to experience an interview in one of the hardest markets. If she was rejected at the highest level, at least she tried, right? You could only go up from that. 

Knowing the outcome didn’t take away all the nerves. Hinata needed to learn the process and find herself a good job. Hanabi shouldn’t worry about money for university, Hinata had to pay off her own college, and her father would need care eventually. 

Hinata needed a good job. Everything she had worked hard for was in service of that.

“Hyuga Hinata?” Hinata stood up straight, following the man. He took her into a conference room, which was already occupied by a man in an office chair turned away from them. 

The interview was grilling. Challenging questions, scenarios Hinata had never heard of needing to be solved. She answered to the best of her ability, asking questions only that she thought were relevant. He grilled her on schooling, why she had picked a cheap school, and why she had no extracurriculars, which were the ones she found the hardest to answer, even if the answer was simple. She was working two part-time jobs. She hadn’t had the time.

That was why Hinata didn’t understand being selected. People who got jobs high in a company’s infrastructure young were from wealthy families. People with connections. Why was she chosen when she so clearly came from a family with no connections?

“Why have you come like this today?” Her interviewer glanced down at her clothes.

Hinata looked down, feeling very self-conscious. She wore her best conservative pencil dress and a blazer. They weren’t expensive and a little too big, but surely she didn’t look that bad? “My clothes shouldn’t be the reason to hire me.”

He shook his head. “You would be representing the company poorly in that.” Hinata tried to keep a straight face. She felt thoroughly embarrassed, and she wasn’t even sure why. “I think we are done. You are excused.” 

Hinata stood, bowed politely, glancing at the back of the chair, still yet to turn around or say a word. It was rude, and she had already been insulted enough. Hinata bowed to the chair and walked out of the room, missing the surprised face of the interviewer.

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A knock came on her door, making Hinata look up from her phone. Hanabi eyed her. Hinata was still dressed for the interview, minus her heels. She pulled her hair down on the bus to hide her face. “That bad?”

“I wasn’t qualified, but I wanted the experience anyway. It doesn’t make it hurt less.” Hinata set her phone down.

“You’ll get there,” Hanabi assured her. “I finished my homework. Come watch a movie with me.”

“I should get to bed. I have to be in the office tomorrow by five.” Hinata was tired. She took a bus and a long train ride to the interview and back.

“That place is awful,” Hanabi whined. “It’s 8 o’clock.”

“It’s temporary.” Hopefully, Hinata’s phone rang in her hand. “Hello?”

“Hyuga Hinata?”

“Yes?” Hinata wondered.

“I am from Uchiha Industries. You had an interview with me.” 

Hinata’s breath caught. They don’t call you for rejections. “Yes,” Hanabi dove to press her ear on the other side to listen.

“We are offering you the position. We need you tomorrow at 6 am sharp.” He told her.

“I… Yes, sir.” Hinata agreed.

“Goodnight.” He hung up. 

Hinata didn’t even take the phone from her ear until Hanabi shook her arm excitedly. “You got the job!!!” 

“How…?” Hinata wondered aloud.

“Who cares!” Hanabi hung herself over her sister. “It doesn’t matter if you keep this job for a month. Passing an interview at a big company will get you a job anywhere!” Hinata never told her what the company name was. Hanabi never asked. Hinata was too embarrassed that she put her resume into the biggest company in the city.

“Yeah,” Hinata wasn’t sure she would last a day.

Testing Success

Pairing: Sasuke x Hinata Rating: T

Description: Hinata accidentally applies for the director's assistant position at Uchiha Industries. Though surprised when she gets the job, it seems like the director has it out for her. His sons seem to be on her side, though.

Tags: Romance  |  Fluff and Angst  |  Happy Ending  |  Alternate Universe - Office  |  Alternate Universe - Modern Setting 

#sasuke x hinata #Hinata Hyuga #hinata hyuuga #sasuhina #sasuke uchiha #full chapter #testing success

[theragethatisdesire]

rage my love, i’m sorry i’m seeing your reply so late but i’m so happy you’re getting back into reading and writing and i’m glad everything is starting to settle and go back to normal for you.

always remember to take breaks and always hold your well-being above all else 🫶🏼.

as for me i have been doing pretty well but i’ve been getting lots of work loads recently and it’s been getting hard to stay on track while trying to catch up but i am trying my best so hopefully all turns out well.🤞🏼🤞🏼

i hope you can continue doing what you love and hopefully have time to write the next chapter of much ado about nothing im litteraly obsessed you’re such a genius writer omg.

moreover, i wish you a lot of luck in applying for graduate school programs it can be very stressful and anxiety inducing and uhm i just went on a ramble i’m sorry but i love you and i hope you have an amazing thanksgiving! ❤️❤️

-🩵

HEY ANON FROM A MILLION YEARS AGO WHO ACTUALLY RESPONDED TO MY QUERIES AND IS SO CUTE.

hi. i'm so sorry, i have like neglected tf out of my ask box. i'm so happy to see that you've been doing well and keeping up with the heavy workload- hopefully the holidays have caused it to ease up a bit? check back in if you see this!!

i have been so excited to dig back into much ado, the holiday craziness has deterred it a bit but it's all in my brain so i just need to get it onto the page lol. also have been grinding on a girl is a gun for my baby em @whatthefucksatan so my life has been very series-oriented as of late!!!

thank you for the good luck wishes, i need them!! due to some mental health issues in college, i don't have the highest GPA, so i really want to wow them with my entrance essays (if anyone can offer advice PLEASDLFADKLF come hang out in my messages lol).

wishing the happiest of holidays to you lil anon, whether you celebrate anything this time of year or just enjoy the chilly weather! <3

#this anon is my favorite #i hope they answer me!!! <3 #nonny #rage.rambles

[undeadvinyls]

hiii 👀 can you a give a brief bio for each of your teenage pvz OCS? i don't know much Abt them 💥

OH YEAH!!!! let me just say it's NOT going to make sense, any of it, it's kinda like tf2 (As in, you can add as much bullshit as you want and it will still make sense lmfao)

betty - or by her full name, beatrice, is the child of electric boogaloo and my oc dazzling starr. with a talent for playing the drums and fashion. a total grunge/riot grrrl. bisexual disaster. dating jules. she gets her father's electricity powers and a bit of her mom's music powers. daddy's girl. rlly likes to sew as well!! most of her clothes are DIY she made out of junk or upgraded

paul - betty's twin brother, full name, paul lee. hes very talented in chemistry and biology. he also likes to play acoustic guitar and sometimes even banjo. just like his sister, he rlly likes fashion too and is NOT going to walk in some trash, even if he's a zombie. he's a mama's boy on the other hand and he gets more of dazz' powers.

jules - by her full name, julianne, science girl from the neighborhood with the highest GPA/best grades in the whole school/z academy. a snarky filipino with love for alternative rock. she's the vocalist in betty's band, hex graves. also loves skateboarding a lot, and watching old anime (her fav is sailor moon and revolutionary girl utena) she's also M.D. Livings' niece and he loves her dearly even if he's mf medic tf2 zombified. huge lesbian.

cass - full name, cassandra, chilean jock who loves a good game of sports, but loves filmography way more. she likes to make experimental films by herself with the help of her besties. she also has 2 moms she got adopted by :] she plays the guitar in the band. her music taste is like early 2000s punk rock/pop punk. pansexual and dating graham.

harper - actually named hajnal, as she's part hungarian, but prefers her nickname. the zompire coming from a family of aristocracy but hates it. doesn't like to be put in 16th century dresses and prefers to dress like an emo kid straight from the 2000s; the same for her music taste. my chemical romance is her unlife. she can and WILL fashion police everyone. also a huge fan of sculpting and art (she has mary sue ocs). aroace :] shes also the bassist of the band

graham - a total punkass, but his scary appearance is just a facade; he's a big sweetheart deep down and he has a big love for literature (but he writes self insert fanfics abt historical periods like his most popular 10,000 word trojan war fic). he LOVES punk rock and especially the stuff that goes extremely hard. oh, and daddy and mommy issues. A LOT. anyways he's pan + ace and dating cass.

zach - full name, zacharias, he comes from a big family of pirates. he rlly likes chemistry too but for different reasons; he simply wants to know what to put in bombs. the reason he has 4 arms and glowy eyes is cuz his mom got "cursed" that her next child would look like that, but now he's living his best unlife not caring a bit. he also rlly likes board games and literally you cant beat him in them. he has 5 siblings, roger, nick, taylor and hazel who are older and a younger brother. hes gay and dating paul :]

thats all!! tysm for asking i know some stuff might not make sense but trust me you can put as much bullshit as you want into pvz and it'll STILL make sense lmfao.

#hope ur doing well ash!!!! :]] #phantom answers #ALSO personally i hc the pvz games to be set in the late 90s-early-t-mid-2000s and i take 2004 as the year of action !! #hence they r so 2000s

[imperpetuallylost]

i’ve been looking into what it would take for me to get an adhd diagnosis bc i am living in a constant state of burnout basically it’s just not fun i think meds could probably help but the process to get there is truly hellish my teachers (i’m a very high level student i’m taking basically the three hardest classes in the school this year, i believe i have the highest weighted gpa in the school but definitely top 2-3 if not) i’m also terrified of failure or letting my teachers or anyone else know i’m struggling so i would rather sit there physically in pain than be super disruptive. the sheet my teachers would have to fill out is asking questions like are they a bully. do they get out of their seat when they’re not supposed to. do they not do their work. like dude i’m fucking terrified i’m having panic attacks abt getting this done i’m sitting there after school unable to do anything for hours and then forcing myself to get shit done at four in the morning because i can’t make myself sleep if i don’t have it done my teachers don’t fucking know whether i have adhd luke sure maybe they can check off that they’ve seen me fidgeting in class or making careless mistakes on easy work but that’s about it. and the fact that this system was designed for five year old boys not seventeen year old girls makes me incredibly angry as well like “initiates physical fights” should not be on that list????? and also you keep that on the down low my ap calculus teacher would not know if im starting fights outside of school and like one of them was runs around and climbs excessively like??? would u expect me to just be running laps around my chemistry class and jumping on the lab benches?

#i’m having a mental breakdown abt this now #do i even bother trying to get a diagnosis #like honestly this seems pointless #like the self reporting symptoms adult screening test always tells me i have a strong indication of adhd #but there’s no chance like my teachers would report those same things bc they don’t know

[whorrorgrl]

Legally Blond is Perfect

Legally Blond is cinematic perfection.

If I sit down and list off movies that I think are all-round perfect, it would be pretty short. Like, 2-3. No matter how many movies I highly rate, there’s always somethin I either thought wasn’t fleshed out enough or shouldn’t have been there in the first place. It’s so hard for a movie to be perfect for me. I’m not picky. I don’t do it on purpose. But 🤷‍♀️. 

Legally Blond, however, checks all my boxes.

Starring Reese Witherspoon, Luke Wilson, Mathew Davis, and Jennifer Coolidge, this 2003 comedy follows Elle Woods, a fashion major, who transfers to Harvard Law following a recent break-up. The more and more I watch this movie, the deeper I fall in love with it. It’s so perfectly done, so perfectly filmed, perfectly casted, perfectly everything.

I am going to do what I do best: completely break apart this movie into bits and tiny little pieces.

Astrology?

I’m pretty into Astrology, so rewatching it and hearing that Elle and Bruiser, her tiny dog, are both Gemini vegetarians was a cool moment. But when you really think about Elle’s character (even Bruiser being classified as “friendly” when Vivian Kensington tries to pick him up), it perfectly matches.

Based on the stereotype of Geminis, those who hold placements in the sign are known to be friendly, conversational, and witty. Geminis usually have a variety of interests, hobbies or skills. When I think of them, the word that comes to mind is “multifaceded,” because they truly are. It all of course depends on how it manifests in each individual’s life, but they have a range of random knowledge, thoughts, etc. They can always easily pick up on small details and remember them. These people I always see as great presenters, interviewers, writers, and study partners. Depending on the person, of course.

Elle Woods embodies her Sun sign. She’s very smart and knows even the smallest of details. As a fashion major, she’s able to pick up on a sly sales clerk trying to pass off a last season dress as the recent. When she’s moping in her room, a sorority sister goes to Elle to ask for a homework question, signifying that she’s the go-to for the girls on all things school. She also has the highest GPA in her sorority.

When she assumes joining Harvard Law will prove to Warner Huntington that she’s smart (assuming this will make him take her more seriously as a future wife), she spends the entire movie montage studying to up her LSAT scores. She never had any plans to actually continue. But When Warner still devalued her knowledge, this motivates her more to study, improving her presence as a student in each of her teachers’ classes. Not to mention her humility. “What, like it’s hard?”

She’s easily influenced by other’s opinions of her and can’t think much for herself. I’ll go deeper into it further, but many people have had the power in influencing Elle’s choices and decisions. Whether it results in a counteractive response (fueling those who doubt her to study for Harvard), it almost makes her quit law all together. Gemini being a mute sign, I made the connection.

There’s this bigger-picture mindset I always see in Gemini/Sag axis where they speak generally instead of giving details. As a Sagittarius Mercury myself, I can relate. When Elle finds out that Enrique is gay and rushes into court to tell the news, she just blurts “Hey’s gay! Warner, what type of shoes do I have on?” When he answers, “Uh...black ones?” She whips her head around to Callahan and says, “See?” As if the context of Enrique shading her by the water fountain would just materialize in Callahan’s head. She speaks in ways where she assumes everyone within the room will understand her, despite that most of what she’s saying requires a lot of context. This also could do with her being in a different setting with people who lack the range of her previous surroundings.

Her ability to adapt to new environments (of course with her own flare) and new hobbies is prevalent. She's a fashion major and now a law student in just few months, her quick wits rivaling even Waitlist Warner. When she combined both when it came to Brook’s case, it only showed that her versatility is necessary. Who else in that damn school would’ve known that taking a shower hours after getting a perm would deactivate the ammonium thioglycolate? Certainly not V05, 10-In-One Warner. 

Realistic Male-Centeredism 

All her life, Elle has been taught to work to be a trophy wife. She is beautiful and in shape. That’s all that matters. Even her parents insinuate that she isn’t “serious” and that law is only for “ugly people.” Elle probably never realized the low bars people set for her until she ventured out of the expectations. While her reasoning for joining Harvard and maintaining her place were fueled by the possibility of winning Warner, she later realizes that she actually likes law - and she’s pretty good at it.

Doesn’t matter why she started, as long as she’s on the right path.  

Elle joins Harvard because she assumes that it will change Warner’s mind in choosing her as a future wife. However, when he says she isn’t “smart enough,” despite the fact that they got accepted into the same school and have the same classes, this gives her the similar motivation to continue to study. On a call with her friends, they urge her to get the ring and hurry back home. Harvard was only meant to be temporary. When he continued to still doubt her, the goalpost moves. Getting into Harvard wouldn’t earn her his heart; it was now maintaining it.

Unsurprisingly, she accomplishes that when she begins to study more, much to Vivian and Warner’s surprise.  Elle has high hopes for joining Callahan’s internship and expresses this to Warner, who still doubts her. So when she impresses Professor Callahan enough for him to ask if she’s applying for his internship, she replies, “I don’t know.” Warner doesn’t think she’ll do it so she questions herself. 

Lastly is when Callahan comes onto her in his office, clearly not seeing her true potential beyond her gorgeous looks. She’s doubtful of her starlight given knowledge and once again allows a man to determine her path. That is until Professor Stromwell, a woman, reminds her of her potential. This is where everything flips. No longer is she guided by the men in her life, nor does she seek their approval. You see this when winning her first case is finally all the proof Warner needs to see Elle as smart and worthy of mooching off of her name. But it’s already too late and we are lucky to witness her reject him.

A small thing I also realize is when Vivian criticizes Callahan using her as his personal assistant and Warner’s laundry incompetencies, Elle says, “You know men are helpless.” She’s almost excusing men’s uselessness and misogyny as a cute little character flaws because at that time stamp she still sees Warner and Callahan in a good light. It makes me think of those TikToks of wives laughing because their husband can’t bring home the right brand of tampons or those dad that don’t know their kids are deathly allergic to penicillin.

It should be shocking considering Elle is so strongly supportive of the women in her life that she, too, is victim of centering Warner. Her relationship with her sorority sisters and how she treats Vivian and the other women at the school who horribly misjudge her would make you assume that Professor Stromwell would’ve been the best guidance she should’ve paid attention to. But even a before-her-time Gemini vegetarian like Elle Woods fall victim to the male gaze. It isn’t in your face or obnoxious like She-Hulk. She realizes that her worth is from within and changes the pattern in prioritizing men’s opinions before her own. I think the first sight of this was when her father discouraged her from going to Harvard and she chose to ignore it anyway. However, I don’t think her parents, especially her dad, are meant to be interpreted deeply. But it’s still there.

It’s always funny that Elle constantly was doubted by men like Warner and Callahan when these men are not qualified. Vivian reveals that Warner was waitlisted until his dad paid his way in; Elle obliterates his argument in class; and he’s simply played by Mathew Davis, so that sucks in its own right. Warner never stood a chance. Secondly, Callahan has all his research done by Emmett, doesn’t have a trustworthy relationship with his clients, and overlook important details that Elle was able to catch. He’s a seasoned lawyer that’s gotten comfortable. Lazy.

Anyway.

The Sisterhood.

I’m so in love with the sisterhood in this movie. That damn sorority would help you hide a body with no weak links waking up in cold sweats. Rumor Willis’s Ellie, clock out.

I see these sorority girls as iron-tight friends that would never break the bonds of sisterhood. They help each other, support each other, and don’t discriminate. But sororities aren’t  generally known for this, especially ones predominantly white and blond as Delta Nu (which is weird if you think about it). So when Elle leaves the bubble of sorority row into the more dull, less fashionable world of Harvard Law where plaid sweaters and grey pantsuit are more a la mode, she struggles to find that sisterhood. The girls are less loyal, less warm...less, well, Elle.

The girls lie to you and have you show up to a party as a bunny, don’t invite you to study groups, and are rude to you based off of the fact that you’re blond and wear pink. While her sorority girls would help her study in between breaks of their pilates class, grade her LSAT practice tests, and stay up in the library with you instead of going to a frat party, these Law girls are more exclusive...even if you brought muffins. They treat Elle the way they assume she would them. Despite it, she keeps her head up, never assumes the worst, and takes it all with a grain of salt. People pick at her like easy prey, saying whatever they want to, to her, etc. It never fazes her. It doesn’t waver her confidence nor her kindness.

That’s the thing about Elle. She isn’t nice. She’s kind.

What I loved was how she never told Brook Taylor’s alibi, even if it meant Brook getting off of the murder of her husband. Brook swore her to secrecy, so Elle is a closed book. Period. Figure out another way.

She empowers a once meek, soft-spoken Paulette to get her dog back from her cheating ex-boyfriend and to embrace her sexuality when it came to UPS Guy. She doesn’t hold grudges against Vivian and even create a friendship with her. She connects with the women in the beauty salon. She’s just so damn great.

Consistent Themes

The one thing I hate about movies now is that there are always parts of them that’s not fleshed out enough and sort of just get abandoned. I never leave full with these movies. They make a simple story shitty because it’s a cash grab. Movies like Mean Girls, Legally Blond, and Jennifer’s Body you can tell were thought intensively for more than a minute instead of just going out both ends all watery.

The theme of the movie is judging a book by its cover. Throughout the movie, Elle is judged for being blond. She’s stereotyped as stupid, unserious, and shallow. She’s from a sorority, so people assumed she’s an exlcusive mean girl and treat her as such, especially Vivian. Considering Elle is the ex, Warner probably telling Vivian exaggerated, untrue things about Elle during prep school, and Elle showing up to Professor Stromwell’s class not aware of the summer reads, Elle doesn’t have much going for her in Vivian’s eyes. In a world where what’s in your brain matters more than all else, Elle is an anomaly; proof that there is the option of prioritizing both and either one not meaning the lack of the other. (It reminds me of Booksmart where Annabelle surprises Molly that they’re going to the same school next year. Molly assumed that only prioritizing school instead of a social life was the only option and is shocked that people she thought she were above weren’t peaked). Elle’s humility hides the blood, sweat, and tears she puts into her studies, so Vivian thinks this is a reverse Sharpay Evans/Gabriella Montez thing. It’s not. 

However, while Elle is judged for being who she is, she also judges those who are brunette. Aside from her friend Serena, everyone around her is blond, even Warner. So when she meets dark-haired Vivian and new love interest Emmett, it’s a all-around switch-up. Dorky David Kidney even being rejected by those girls is another layer. Warner only proposed to Vivian because of her family, even recycling the same nickname he used for Elle. Everyone is judging someone and treating them according to labels predetermined.

When Elle tells Emmet to have faith in people after he questions the reasoning for Brook not giving an alibi, he follows this new-found ideology through when Elle makes an observation of Enrique being gay. Enrique’s on the stand claiming  a three-month affair with Brook, which would convince the jury of Brook having reason to kill her husband. Elle mentions this after he calls her Prada Damen pumps last season, an observation not many straight men would commonly know, but Callahan dismisses it. Emmett asks Elle if she’s sure and trusts her judgement, jumping into the cross examination. Enrique slips up and admits to having a boyfriend and the court is shocked. A new perspective is brought forth. Aristotle was wrong. Passion is necessary in law.

This theme of faith is continued when Brook trusts Elle enough to represent her as a first year law student. Emmett agreeing to supervise her and pushing through the first few minutes of Elle’s awkward cross-examination was beautiful.

While Warner and Callahan try to influence her choices, Emmett allows them to flow. He gives her range to think things through no matter how they come across. He doesn’t question her, nor does he doubt her. She is his equal and he learns from her as much as she learns from him.

Another theme that carries throughout is Vivan’s internalized misogyny. While Elle’s loyalty to women around her is strong, Vivan’s quick-to-judge attitude rivals it. It’s unrealistic to think internalized misogyny would disappear overnight.

Trigger Warning: I will be defending Vivian Kensington. You’ve been warned.

Look at it from Vi’s perspective. She probably comes from a high strung family who prides themselves in competitive environments. It’s the classic Blair vs Serena bit. It’s not hard to see how easy she falls victim to seeing Elle the way she does. Take Elle being Warner’s ex and the first week of school out of the equation. She’s in an environment where people expect the worst in others. Elle had to even convince Emmett, who lived in that environment longer, to have faith, so Vivian assuming that Elle was accepting Callahan’s advances makes sense. 

Now put the ex bit and the first week back into the equation. Vivian states that Warner told their prep group a lot about Elle. We already know how he sees her so it’s pretty clear how he portrayed her. But for Vivian to witness Elle be called out by Professor Stromwell for not reading the summer read, you can only assume all the gossip of Elle during that summer was confirmed in Vivian’s mind. Elle is a privileged, pretty girl.

She repaired her relationship with Elle, but she still has that mindset buried somewhere. It came out in the worst situation, but it’s very believable.

Lastly, Elle is very humble. After spending an entire summer studying her ass off, she casually acts as if joining Harvard was something simple and not beating the 5% rate of acceptance. When she wins the case for Brook, she downplays her catching a flaw in Brook’s stepdaughter’s story as something any girl would notice. She can be too humble to where she believes her accomplishments aren’t as impressive as they are, though.

Ahead of Its Time

Sisterhood, denouncing slurs against sexual orientation, putting yourself before men’s perspective...I’m not saying the early 2000′s were void of these themes, but in a general sense, they weren’t as popular. Legally Blond was so ahead of its time and does what shows and movies today handle harshly.

Watching She-Hulk, I realized this more than ever. Aside from the show seeming to not have a specific timeline in the MCU and the episodes not having much content, they don’t call out misogyny in the practice of law the way Legally Blond did (I didn’t even realize the law-relation between the two until I wrote the last sentence). It was cheaply done, vulgar, and inorganic. The men were cartoonishly horrible, conveniently terrible, and it almost came off bully-ish. This is crazy coming from me because I love a good man-hating content but She-Hulk did it in a way that was more whiney than point-driven. They even trivialized Hulk’s entire journey of Bruce’s mental struggles. You can’t tell men to go to therapy and them shame them at the rate they get through it. While I liked the implications of women’s life-time experience in composure being the reason why Jennifer Walters was successful in immersing herself with her hulk, her accomplishing other milestones so easily and fast that took Bruce years to master was just too much. If Thor: Ragnorok didn’t already bury Hulk’s entire characteristic, She-Hulk hit the final nail in the coffin.

MCU having a male-dominant fanbase also doesn’t help. They’ll quickly click off of it. I believe men can still watch movies like Legally Blond, Jennifer’s Body, Gothika, Sucker Punch, Practical Magic, etc. They can learn the lessons that the men in those movies fell short at and broaden their understanding of the society they live in. In She-Hulk, there is no message. There is no reflection. It’s only filled with dogwhistle-like phrases copied from Twitter and pasted into the screenplay to fit the woke trend bulldozing through Hollywood screenwriting rooms.

I mean...a man being brutally murdered by a succubus is more easy to watch than whatever She-Hulk uploads. It sucks.

Legally Blond only seems more perfect when you really think about it. Content today only wish they could handle sensitive topics like this without coming off tacky.

In Conclusion:

All in all, this movie is so delightful. I pop it in every time I want a good back ground noise. There’s always something new to discover, always something to unpack, and it’s such a well-rounded film. Even the extras and minor roles can act their asses off. So beautifully done. I truly miss the 2000′s formatting of movies. I know there are plenty that suck, but more than today’s average that don’t.

If I missed anything, let me know.

BTW, Mattew Davis being exposed as a raging racist only makes you realize another aspect of this movie that just ages like fine wine.

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Black Girl Magic! Janiya Baker Becomes 1st Student In Miami-Dade County History To Jump From 9th Grade To 12th Grade

Posted on August 24, 2023 - ByShannon Dawson

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Congratulations are in order for Janiya Baker, a 15-year-old student from Homestead Senior High School who made history in Miami-Dade County after she became the first student to be bumped up from ninth grade to 12th grade.  

Baker is on track to graduate high school in the spring of 2024, according to WSVN. 

Now, that’s Black Girl Magic at its finest! 

It wasn’t easy an feat.

The 15-year-old high school senior ground through “a lot of work” to accomplish her historic feat. Juggling her homework with cheerleading and her responsibilities as class president, Baker never broke a sweat as she ground her way through ninth grade. Thanks to hard work and determination, the young Miami-Dade County teen now holds the current highest GPA in her class.

“I was ready to finish school,” the beautiful teen told WSVN during the interview.

Baker’s tenacity did not go unnoticed. Her mother, who identifies as Jasmine Gary on TikTok, also saw her unwavering drive to complete high school.

“I noticed she was very accelerated, and I’m like, ‘OK, she don’t make B’s,” so then I’m like, let’s put her in higher classes, and then she started accelerating, accelerating, and she went higher, and she never dropped the ball so I was, ‘OK, let’s go for it,’” Gary shared. “Me and her dad Travis, we raised her to be the intelligent young woman that she is, and we’re proud of her,” the proud momma added. 

Gary has been celebrating her daughter’s big jump to the 12th grade on TikTok. In a video posted Aug. 22, the happy matriarch shared a behind-the-scenes video of Baker’s WSVN interview with a caption that read, “So proud of my baby. She made history, now it’s time to take off!”

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Homestead Senior High School also showed love to the historic student on X, formerly known as Twitter. 

Reflecting on Baker’s success, Homestead’s principal, Samuel J. Lewis, applauded the young pupil for showing “grit” and “perseverance” during her remarkable jump up to the 12th grade. “It shows a young lady with tenacity and the vision to accomplish her future goals sooner rather than later,” Lewis told WSVN.

Looking ahead to the future, the Miami native hopes to attend Florida International University in her freshman year, where she has big plans to study business and continue cheerleading. She also shared a few words of advice to other students determined to fast-track their high school journey. “Never give up and keep going even if it gets hard, and just have a great support system around you,” the 15-year-old star said. 

Baker’s historic accomplishment will be celebrated at the Homestead City Hall.

Congratulations to Janiya Baker! We can’t wait to see where you go next. 

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i don’t know how to explain this right but cheerleading is such a female/feminine/femme coded thing and it’s derided a lot but it’s also like. one of the LEAST feminine things ever. yeah there’s skirts and makeup but the skirts are like. not actually sexy if you’ve worn one. they’re thick stiff fabric meant to hold a shape and you are like. constantly doing things to kick that skirt up but you’re not doing it to be sexy. 

and half the point of being a cheerleader is to yell really loud and just. generally be loud. which is something girls and women aren’t really allowed to do

and like. physically lifting someone over your head. or doing freakin backbends. that’s physically taxing. 

i’m not sure what i’m trying to get at here, but like, cheerleading is partly VERY AGGRESSIVE FEMININTY masking plain aggression/competitiveness and i think it’s interesting how often cheerleading is disparaged but also fetishized, as if it’s threatening enough to require being smacked down all the time. like we are threatened by a 16 year old girl who can fling another teenager into the air. and how cheerleaders are often portrayed as unintelligent and cruel, and how this probably has something to do with how incredibly gendered the sport is seen. and this isn’t even getting into male cheerleaders. 

#gender #queer stuff #cheerleading #i was a cheerleader in high school. not because i was good. #but because my school was so small we couldn't have tryouts #and i loved it #yeah we had the bitchy girls but we also had the quiet nerds #like highest gpas in the school girls #surely not ALL cheerleaders are vapid bullies right? #i just. i feel like there's some sort of madonna/whore thing that happens with cheerleaders #and im talking about. school cheerleaders because i know nothing about professional cheerleaders #but anyway #i have no idea what prompted this i'm just as confused as you are