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drownedinlavender · 5 months ago

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⋆｡°✩South Park High School AU Headcanons⋆｡°✩

Mainly written to get out of my writers block lmaoo. This is a guide to all my headcanons in my “Be Nice to Me” fanfic

⋆｡°✩ Kyle Broflovski:

6'2”. Tall with lean muscle. Ginger with emerald green eyes and light freckles. Very curly hair with trimmed sides.

Juggles the debate club, basketball team, student council, and too many AP classes to count.

The first to get his driver's license out of the main 4 + Leopold.

His parents got him a car for his birthday for doing so well academically.

Works and volunteers during the summer.

Gets into detention often due to Cartman baiting him into fights.

Has gotten benched multiple times for playing too aggressively in basketball games when instigated by rival teams.

Has a tight knit study group with Wendy, Tolkien, and Nichole.

They help each other out with their AP classes but also consider each other rivals, trying to beat the other for the title of valedictorian.

Very good at first person shooters, often out performing Cartman.

Knows how to build a PC.

Learned how to program in his free time.

Spends time with his family and has a close relationship with Ike.

Knows Cartman’s schedule better than Cartman himself

Begrudgingly gives Cartman rides to school sometimes. Will leave him if he takes too long though.

⋆｡°✩Eric Cartman:

5'10”. Big, bulky build. A lot of arm muscle + big belly. Soft chestnut brunette hair. Dark reddish brown eyes. Thick eyebrows.

Is both on the football and hockey teams. He likes to use both sports as an excuse to be a major asshole towards others and uses his size to his advantage.

In the board games club. Argues with Nichole a lot for leadership.

Has a hard time studying and paying attention due to ADHD.

Does enough school work to pass. Thinks school is pointless and a big scam.

Would much rather play video games or watch TV instead of school work.

Unfortunately, to his Spanish teacher's demise, outperforms others in Spanish class.

Prefers first person shooters but also loves dress up games. Would kill anyone that found out.

Will trash talk your mom but if someone trash talks his mom he WILL dox them.

Loves reality tv. Big fan of RuPaul's drag race, Love is Blind, the Real Housewives.

Is a menace on reddit.

Has gotten his account reported many times on reddit, discord, and twitter.

Planning to major in business or finance in college.

The last of the main 4 + Leopold(Butters) to learn how to drive. Was genuinely too lazy and constantly bummed rides off the others anyway, specially Kyle.

⋆｡°✩Stan Marsh:

5'11”. Average build. Straight dark black hair. Wears a beanie often since his hair gets oily fast. Dark blue eyes.

Stan loves writing and listening to music. He's very big into metal, rock, and Midwest emo right now.

His extracurriculars are football and the board game club.

He volunteers at animal shelters in his free time and fundraisers for the environment.

He's an average student, usually getting Bs and Cs, and a D if he doesn't study enough.

He's terrible at multitasking. He's a very forgetful person.

Wendy and Kyle constantly have to remind him about deadlines and big projects.

On his 16th birthday, his dad gave him his old pick up truck.

Tolkien comes over often and they do homework together. He helps Stan with math a lot.

Stan and Kyle still consider themselves best friends even if they don't live right next door.

Crimson Dawn meets up often, practicing at Stan's since they can be as loud as they want there.

Sometimes friends like Kyle, Wendy, Timmy, and Tolkien come over to just hang out with the others and watch the band practice.

Stan and Wendy have been off and on since elementary school. It's obvious when they're not dating since Stan sometimes relapses back into his goth phase.

Stan and Tolkien have hooked up on a few occasions when Stan and Wendy broke up.

Tolkien has also dated Wendy on more than one occasion.

Stan is the type of kid that casually gets along with every “clique” in school since he doesn't really have beef with anyone. He's a very chill guy who often reacts pretty indifferently to most things.

⋆｡°✩Kenny Mccormick:

5’8”. Very skinny, mainly due to a poor diet. Wavy dirty blonde hair, tends to grow it out or cuts it short depending on his mood. Purple eyes. Front tooth gap.

Kenny's been working overtime while attending school since middle school. He gets paid under the table for most of it.

He saved up just enough to buy a really run down, beat up, used car. It's a stick shift and requires a ton of repairs.

He learned a lot about mechanics in order to save money and not have to take it anywhere to get fixed.

He learned how to drive stick shift and how to fix a car through YouTube.

He takes and picks up Karen from school. He also pays for all of her school supplies and encourages her to pick up extracurriculars.

Kenny doesn't have to study in order to get good grades in school. He barely has to do his homework either. As long as he listens to the lectures and skims through the material, he’ll pass. If he didn’t work overtime then he would be highly ranked in their year.

Kenny barely sleeps 4 hours a day. 5 on a good day.

He plans to keep working at the same pace and go to a trade school. Once he is more settled and his sister is an adult able to stand on her own, he might go back to school but he doesn't really stress about it and prefers living day by day then worrying about the future.

⋆｡°✩Leopold Butters Scotch:

5’9”. Lanky. Light blonde hair and sky blue eyes.

Works while attending school. Is very good at saving money.

Bought his own car at 16. Very safe driver with the occasional outburst of road rage.

Bought his own gaming PC. It's Hello Kitty themed. His favorite games are Animal Crossing and Hello Kitty Island Adventure.

Does very well in school.

Tutors others in his free time.

Volunteers to read for preschoolers at the community library.

Works as a summer camp counselor during the summers.

Cartman copies his homework when he isn't looking.

Part of the Board Game club and the Cheerleading squad.

Still gets grounded by his parents a lot but plans to live in College dorms soon.

Misc.

⋆｡°✩Clyde is part of the football team and basketball team. Sports are his bread and butter. He doesn't do well academically. Cry baby. Is on and off with Bebe.

⋆｡°✩Craig is captain of the space club. Wants to become an astronaut. Has been consistently dating Tweek ever since getting shipped by the Asian girls.

⋆｡°✩Tweek works at his dad's coffee shop while attending school. It has become a bit of a hub for the kids to hang out so it's doing well and he gets paid well. Is great at saving money. Loves playing DnD and really gets into character. Attends the space club with Craig.

⋆｡°✩Tolkien is a star student. Plays basketball, football, and is in the student council. Has dated Nichole, Wendy, Stan, and Clyde. None of his relationships ever end poorly. Is friendly with everyone. Is arguably the most popular, well liked kid in school.

⋆｡°✩Bebe is bisexual and has dated a few of the girls when off with Clyde. Clyde has no game however and barely dates anyone when they are broken up. She's part of cheerleading, volleyball, and the yearbook club. She's a minor influencer online, focusing on fashion, beauty, feminism, and human rights.

⋆｡°✩Wendy and Kyle constantly compete for valedictorian. She's captain of the debate team, cheerleading squad (Bebe vice captain), and volleyball team (Nichole vice captain). Stan and her have almost consistently dated with some hiccups here and there. They don't break up as often as Clyde and Bebe but when they have, she's dated Tolkien and Bebe briefly. She volunteers in a multitude of different organizations and feels very passionate about every cause she takes up. Has a substantial following on Twitter where she's very vocal about her beliefs.

#south park #south park fanfiction #south park headcanons #eric cartman #kyle broflovski #kyman #kenny mccormick #stan marsh #leopold butters stotch #butters stotch #butters leopold stotch #wendy testaburger #stendy #bebe stevens #clyde donovan #clybe #be nice to me #drowned in the lily pond rip #bunny

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reblogthiscrapkay · 5 days ago

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Succession Education Headcanons

(I've been a teacher for years. I have had every one of these kids as a student.) Connor Going off Alan Ruck's idea that his mother was a New York socialite who married Logan when he was up-and-coming, it's safe to assume that Connor got educated at private schools in New York or the New York public schools you have to test into. He was a student who teachers liked because he was polite, quiet, and pretty engaged, but he wasn't especially academic: average student but with a passion for history and somewhat of an interest in earth science, biology, and English (mostly the stories). After his mother went into mental health care, Connor's education dipped substantially. I imagine he was out for months, and the school was probably convinced by Logan or whoever is managing things for the Roys to just pass him for the year even though he wasn't there. His education from that point on was probably rocky: lots of absences, very little homework completion, and his former attentive nature in class is just shot. He probably slept a lot in class too. Ultimately he would graduate high school by the skin of his teeth with a much lower GPA than expected but okay SAT scores. Either he went to a mid-level college for business and then dropped out immediately because business was clearly never going to be something he'd be able to do, or he didn't even bother going to college at the time. As an adult he funded his own bachelor's in history just to prove he could, but I don't know where he would have gone for it.

Kendall By this point, the Roy kids are absolutely getting sent to the best private schools, but it's entirely possible that they are not attending the same schools consistently i.e. one year we lived in London and went to school there then the next year we were in New York. Kendall is the very definition of hard-working but not naturally intellectual. Because he has the pressure of being the successor since he was seven, he understood that he needed to be the best to prove himself to his dad. He absolutely argued with teachers over two points because it was the difference between an A and an A+, and a lot of the time they just caved because they didn't want to deal with his parents who would be important donors to the school. School was actually hard for him and didn't come naturally, but he's a super industrious person and organized so he would channel all his energy into doing well. I imagine he straight up asked his parents to hire a private tutor for him just to make sure that he was getting everything. He would graduate high school in the top 10 and go to Harvard to get a bachelor's in Economics (magna cum laude) and a master's in Business Administration. This is also where he (re?)met Stewy and, in my mind, started dating Rava.

Roman Roman, in spite of being unfocused at times, is decent to his teachers but can be downright cruel to his peers and good at passively absorbing information. While he is definitely a worse student than Kendall by a lot, he isn't exactly a struggling one. He's the naturally intelligent kid who gets Cs type. He probably also worked with Kendall's tutor a little, but the tutor was mainly focused on Kendall and Roman found the extra help demeaning. It did mean he had someone to make him do his homework most of the time though because otherwise he would have forgotten. Roman would start on the same private school path as his brother, but that would get derailed by being sent away to military school. Before being sent away, his undiagnosed ADHD would be a clear but not overwhelming hindrance on his education. He would probably get recommended for testing when he's young only to have his parents deny it and insist there's nothing wrong with him. Later, Logan would decide there is something wrong with him and that military school will fix it, implanting the idea in Roman's head that he wants it. While in military school, Roman would become more disciplined and his grades and behavior would improve but he's just not that invested in the institution of school and outside of the strict environment, he goes wild. His SAT scores are better than expected (I think it would be funny if they were higher than Kendall's) and he chooses to go to USC because he wants to be in proximity to the film industry. He gets a bachelor's in Business Administration with a minor in Film. Knowing that Kendall is meant to be the successor, he decides it would make sense to carve out a niche in Waystar's recently acquired film studios so he can be guaranteed a job with his dad that he actually likes.

Shiv Shiv manages to be the best combination of her brothers when it comes to education: naturally gets it like Roman but hardworking like Kendall. The one thing she's really bad at is public speaking and while she doesn't grade-grub like Kendall, she absolutely will try to meet with teachers about her grade whenever she has to present anything. Her education is less monitored than either of her brothers and at least part of this is because she's so independent. Everyone knows what Kendall is learning and no one ever knows what Shiv is learning. Her excellent grades are comparatively ignored. She probably spent a year in an all-girls school when they lived in London and hated it. By the time she's in high school she's gotten kind of arrogant and superficially rebellious, bragging about her successes to her brothers and then staying out all night before a big test just to prove to herself she can still ace it. This is also the time she would decide to get into politics, specifically in opposition to her family. She might have graduated at an even higher rank than Kendall and definitely with higher SAT scores. There's no canon I know of for where Shiv went to college but I think she would deliberately not go to Harvard because Kendall went there and that she would stay on the East coast. My gut tells me Georgetown, especially since she majored in political science, but an Ivy like Yale or Princeton might be more likely for the clout. I can't decide if she got a minor or a graduate degree, but a grad degree feels likely.

#succession #education #connor roy #kendall roy #roman roy #shiv roy #headcanon #personal

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stormyrainyday · 7 months ago

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apologies this is far from a coherent shower thought but i think it's time we like. decided to detach our identity a bit from the things we do. it's fine to just read. you don't have to be a reader. it's fine to just game. you don't have to be a gamer. you can be those things but i feel like in a quest to find ourselves and open our hearts, especially to others online (because i know, the first thing we do when on a new platform is say hi im [name] i like these things we should talk, i know, i do, my pinned post is literally that), i feel like we forget that we are more than the things we do and even the things we love. we, to borrow words from slay the princess, contain it in our multitudes.

it's a sentiment i've felt for a long time as someone who has been on the internet and in fandom spaces for a good decade now, and like. i find when we hold these things so close that they become us, we become too defensive over them. how many minor fandom disagreements spiral into threats, name calling, doxxing even? i find, especially younger users in fan spaces, tend to take even small differences of opinion and take them personally. saw someone blow up and call people awful names over believing only one person could top in a genshin ship. another left a server i was in because they disliked a popular character, and other (respectfully), decided to share why they did like her. i get that things like rejection sensitivity are a thing, but i think this failure to recognize the self as an entity apart from the things you do and the thoughts you have definitely contribute to this. phenomenon i suppose.

it's genuinely slay the princess that has given me the vocabulary to express and understand this thing i was already thinking. i think, though we are not gods, it's important to understand that we are not things so easily defined. we consist of our thoughts, our actions, our perceptions, our beliefs, and more. even the outside world's perception of us reflects some part of our nature. but not all of it. it's impossible to define oneself in one, two, three words or even an essay.

because like we don't exist in a vacuum. part of our existence is defined in our interactions with others. but not all. never all. there is no one who can truly know you, and we cannot truly know ourselves. our principles bend to the whims of circumstance no matter what we tell ourselves otherwise, so we can't decide what we are or what we would be in a situation for sure, ever. and that's not a bad thing, but if we can't ever truly know ourselves, then how can we assign such great importance to something as superficial as the things we enjoy sometimes?

we are both a constant and the capacity to change. and to take just a handful of things and call it your identity, even subconsciously, is a disservice to the self. in an effort to be seen we break ourselves down into easy (i hate to say it but) marketable pieces.

take being a reader for example. it has always felt like vague slang for booksmart, thoughtful, likely quiet and introverted as well, just as much as it means "i like to read books". theres an aesthetic to it involved, and a whole subculture. do you write in your books? do you keep them museum-fresh quality? do you read smut or classics or high fantasy or satire and what does it say about you? if you say audiobooks aren't real literature, are you signalling to others about quality and sophistication, or are you a pretentious asshole, and ableist to boot? these connotations assigned to such an otherwise benign thing about someone are i think are reflective of the construct of identity and perception. i could go on about it in a way that's more coherent but i, a student, have other things to do right now.

(does being a student make me intelligent? does it impress you to know i study medicine? what if i told you i average Cs in my classes? what if i told you i dislike patient care? what if i told you i'm not here for the money OR to make the world a better place, and that i'm here purely to serve my curiosities about the way the body functions and to absolve my obsessive need to understand just what are we? does this change what you think of me? does it matter? what if you knew the guilt i felt for seeing so much suffering, but still hating patient care enough to worry endlessly about being stuck in it as a career? am i better for it? but i have not acted on this guilt. it is a mere feeling that only i know. knew. is it different now that i've confessed it? does it matter? does any of it change who i am, fundamentally? or am i a thing detached from it all? or. as i like to believe. is it both? your shifting perceptions of me and the way i change shape and form (so much like our beloved princess in slay the princess) in your eyes, they make up me just as much as the soul or the self or whatever other philosophical name you assign to it. at the end of the day, isn't the most important thing that i am just me? both devoid of and constituted of the sum of my parts? what is found in the spaces between my cells? impulses and chemicals. is that me? is it all me? can i ever really know it? and why, why, why define it at all?)

#if you read all of that im sorry i just #needed to express this in some way #and a simple journal entry wasn't doing it #i hate journalling so fucking bad #is there meaning to any of it at all? or is it just irrational and i am wasting my time?#and at the end of the day #who gives a fuck #sorry i think the existential horror of consuming both #slay the princess #and #the stranger #has like compiled itself into an unholy amalgamation in my thoughts #and i think that like #the stranger route #which is achieved by refusing to engage with the princess at all #i think that is fundamental to what i feel about this #when she isn't perceived at all she morphs into an impression of the shifting mound #all her multitudes spiralling together until what you end up perceiving is just #unholy #everything and nothing and terrifying to behold #but even the stranger is a shadow of the whole self because you exist in the context of others #god i love that fucking game #From rain

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mybreadsmybutters · 2 months ago

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is it a creampie if ur doing it to a guy. see that just doesn’t sound right but it really fundamentally is what i i GUESS am jacking it about. very strange. i think i would be sexually normal if i was cis i’d be like “lol let’s watch a pov video of a brunette with warm eyes gagging on it” then i’d probably cum on the biscuit third out of the five of us smack in the middle. dickwise well it’s probably kind of small. not abnormally so just like a bit below average. no big deal. but i’d pretend it was very big. i’d be moderately insecure about it’s size… that’s okay though. everyone has an insecurity or two that’s human. and yep i’m getting naked and swanging it around anytime i get more than 3 beers in me. my vida loca. my favorite position is missionary but i lie and say it’s doggie. that’s just how u talk with bros. i’m good at baseball, shit at basketball, watch football but don’t care about it. i’m addicted to sports gambling. i’m going to my dad’s alma mater, west virginia university, to study economics. my mom never went to college. no real reason, but she’s dyslexic and it just wasn’t something they diagnosed back then. she was smart enough for it. i keep trying to get her to use that dyslexia font on her phone. i was a B student in school, made Cs in college, failed chemistry and cheated my way through it the second time around. I don’t mind my job. I like my coworkers. my girlfriend has dreams. i don’t have the heart to tell her that when i sleep at night i can’t ever remember what i saw. i doubt i saw anything at all. on weeknights we curl up on the blue couch and watch naruto and she massages my head if i lay it in her lap and i know one day she’s going to break up with me but we’re two years out from that and the fridge in the kitchen is silver and full of food for real meals and i think i’m going to make eggs in the morning before we go to the gym.

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ms-unbekannt · 6 months ago

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The Ballad of the Broken Birdies

"So I lie alone and risk each night, I long to let you in. But there's a life I've lost, it's drifted out before you let me in"

Sweet Impressions (or The one with the first night pt1)

It had been exactly a year since that night where an unusual boldness had possessed her. She, who had always been so calm and reluctant to accept her feelings out loud; she, who had been trying for a long time to convince herself that it was nothing but pure ideas of friendship; that night she had spilled her secret longing to him. She had poured her heart out again exactly like that first night when they became officially friends, she never thought she could feel even more vulnerable than she did that first night but the last night they saw each other had proved her wrong. That night she wasn’t afraid to say what her heart was feeling.

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The wedding invitation she had received in the mail a couple of months ago had brought all of the memories she was trying to get rid of, for her own sanity. She knew it was going to be unavoidable to see him again and this time there wasn’t going to be a whole ocean separating them and preventing him from acting like his own nice goofy self like nothing had happened, like she hadn’t just poured her heart out of her body. She still flinches at the aftermath of her silly confession, going back to the table surrounded by all those people she usually likes very much but that their mere presence reminds her of him; because everything always goes back to him. When he had come back to the table it was like nothing was ever said to him; he was unaffected, untouched by her naive words. She can’t avoid closing her eyes in a useless attempt to forget how stupid she had felt, as if by closing her eyes hard enough the rejection could be washed away, as if she could turn back time to where they were friends, only friends.

“I thought you didn’t like these parties” She felt a familiar voice brushing at her left ear from behind. She had seen him before talking loud and drinking with a large group of people. Beth had insisted for her to go say hello along with her but she refused, saying it was enough she was dragged to a frat party where she barely knew a couple of people, she didn’t need a debutante night.

“Beth asked me to come with her” She turned around carefully knowing exactly who she was going to face when she did. When Beth first invited him and other friends to their shared apartment she hadn’t thought much of him, he seemed pleasant enough, an average Computer Science student she had thought but the more she knew about him the more she couldn’t really understand him, it was that intriguing feeling that it always bothered her when he was around, she simply couldn’t fathom he was genuine, at least not in everything he manifested himself to be.

“I thought you couldn’t be persuaded to attend one of my parties” She was amused at the idea of him thinking anything about her. It’s true they had seen each other many times, in different places but the only connection they really had was Beth, so she would often isolate herself in her room when the CS group was there or hang out with her own friends from Literature.

“Did Beth say that?” She asked genuinely curious. She didn’t know if it was the tequila shots she had done earlier or having him so close, but she felt her cheeks flustering when she noticed a playful grin in his lips. She wasn’t blind to his good looking nature, of course but she had little time to think of anything besides studies, so if any thought of him being handsome had ever crossed her mind it had been quickly discarded as useless.

“She always says you’re so fun to be around” He said almost too loud for her own embarrassment. She was very aware the place was packed as people kept bumping into her “But you’re never around to hang out with all of us”

“You are your own group; I hate intruding” The self-pity was unlike her, she cursed herself “I mean, I’m super busy anyway, I don’t party a lot”

“You sure are partying now!” He eyed the almost empty cup it used to contain some alcohol she doesn’t even remember well. She noticed his stare splitting from the cup back to her eyes, it was definitely the alcohol, she thought. Because the next time someone bumped into her and she purposelessly smashed the last of her cup over her black dress she wasn’t annoyed or embarrassed; she, instead made a funny face and let out a big laugh. Something he hadn’t seen before.

“Can you believe the nerve of these people?” She asked rhetorically while she tried to dry the wet spot with a napkin only to fail miserably “Well, it doesn’t matter anyway. I’m heading off now” She remembered she wanted to find Beth to tell her she was heading back to the apartment “Hey, have you seen Beth? I can’t find her and I have her phone” He smiled discreetly at the change of personality she had in less than a minute. It was definitely the alcohol, he thought.

“Aren’t you too drunk to leave by yourself?” She rolled her eyes playfully “I think she’s with Matt anyway so probably won’t be coming down in a while”

“I knew she wanted with him!” She was the one talking loud this time, even louder than he had done previously but not an inch of embarrassment appeared in her still very flushed cheeks “You know I saw that coming for weeks but she kept telling me I was crazy” In an involuntary movement she gestured him to come closer. He did with no hesitation “I saw that coming, Luigi” Her voice half a whisper in his ear in a suspicious tone. His name tasted sweet in between her lips, she never thought she would refer to him in first name basis, because she never had to before, she never wanted before.

“I bet you did” His intense and kind eyes settling in her, unable to shake off the sound of his own name in her lips. He had always thought she was cute, but a very average literature student. A sentiment that grew even more after they had had a heated argument about fiction and non-fiction books, for the shy nature she says she has she can be quite the snob, he had thought. A trait that all Lit students have anyway, especially when they think their precious classic novels are being despised.

He would often see her wandering in the library, from aisle to aisle looking absorbed into something invisible, something that if it was real he could not see. She would take her sweet time engaging in the art of choosing a book to borrow, especially when it was for leisure, he had noticed. He was almost too surprise when he found out she had a normal social life; he had pegged her as the common bookworm, too into fantasy to even bother with reality. It was after he had seen her giggling with some dude outside the library that he began to feel intrigued by her. Her movements had been so natural, not at all like the awkward self he had seen so many times in her and Beth’s living room. She couldn’t possibly be both at the same time, one had to be fabricated. He was half hoping the awkward side he was always presented with was the fake one, he didn’t know why.

Their hands brushed briefly when she stole the cup he was carrying and drank it in a heartbeat. He looked at her with amusement noticing she had a few drops of the liquid in the corner of her lips, it took another second for her to realize it as well, only to laugh without an inch of embarrassment while drying her lips with the same napkin she has used earlier.

“You’re thirsty” It was the only thing he had thought of saying “Are you sure you can go home alone?”

“Oh yes, I’ll be fine” She said while nodding at the rhythm of the music and looking absent-minded “Do you ever think why we can’t look at ourselves?” His puzzled face must have been obvious “I mean, we always need a mirror to see our reflection and only then it’s only the reflection. It’s not us” Just when he was starting to think she was a normal bubbly college girl

“Uhmm” He actually hadn’t thought about it. He wished he was less tipsy to give a proper assessment and not just some stupid drunken pun “I really don’t know” He settled for that

“Mmm yes, it’s tricky” It seemed like her mind was working extra time, her eyebrows furrowed. He was thankful she didn’t make her feel like a stupid frat boy, because he knew very well he wasn’t one. He usually doesn’t have any confidence problems but talking to this girl makes him wonder what other weird but interesting questions she has wandering in her mind and how many more she hasn’t shared with anyone. A brief beam of jealousy flashed inside him, why didn’t he think of that question?

“There must be a reason. It can’t be random” She continued now in a more serious tone. It was funny for him, he never thought he would be philosophizing about this in between beer pong and drunk girls on top of the table “But well” Her voice changed again, discarding the serious tone into a lively one “I guess we’ll never know!” He was going crazy with these roller coaster changes “Can you tell Beth, please?”

“Tell her what?” He asked almost oblivious to all the conversation they had had previous to that odd question

“That I’m going home of course!” She yelled again, this time realizing it was too loud “Oopsi” She whispered while supporting her body in the table beside them

“There’s no way you’re going alone; you can barely stand now. Plus, you’re delusional” He joked loosely without stopping to think it might offend her, he had seen her many times but he didn’t really know her at all

“Hey! I’m not” A smile lit up her face once again. It was definitely the alcohol “I can-“ She tried to adjust her posture straightening her back, she hadn’t noticed how short she looked in front of him. He wasn’t the tallest of guys but it was his unshaken presence that made her feel quite small “-definitely stand by myself” She tried taking her support off the table but failed miserably

“You see” Luckily they were so close that he only had to stretch out his arm to her waist to prevent her from an embarrassment, not that she seemed to care now anyway. She still had the same cute grin in her face but he didn’t know if it was the alcohol this time or the warm pressure of his fingers against her dress “You’re so drunk” He said without taking his touch off her

“It’s a party, I’m supposed to be drunk. It’s your party!” She said like she was just discovering that fact

“Yes, but you can’t go home like this. I can go with you or you can stay here”

“Here? Where?” Was this his kind nature that Beth is always talking about? she thought. It’s not that she didn’t believe her friend, it was one of those ideas about him that she couldn’t reconcile into the same masculine frat boy she sees around college. He couldn’t possibly be both, could he?

“In my room, of course” He said nonchalantly, like the most casual proposition in the world

“I’m fine” Was all she could say before the room began to spin around her, she didn’t know if it was the alcohol or his spontaneous proposition that made her stomach twist nervously “Oh-” She attempted to say unsuccessfully. Next thing she knew he was tugging her into his bed.

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An attempt to put into words the intriguing feeling I get from Luigi. In case anyone actually read this and is wondering about some details: Expect angst, introspective long conversations, I guess fluff (?), no smut.

I should post part two soon if anyone's interested. The story is supposed to have three chapters but because each one is gonna be a bit long (ops) it's probably gonna be two parts for each posted here.

#luigi x reader #luigi mangione x reader #luigi imagine #luigi mangione

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hislittleraincloud · 3 months ago

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Did they seemingly forget that Johnna, Naomi and Oliver are gone too? So she’s not only being shady to Percy, but them too. That’s not something to celebrate 😂

https://x.com/inzaynitys/status/1908241248223481895?s=46&t=sjzE9yJDPIIrx07d8gwl7g

These little bitches are really trying to bury Emma's little Variety activity where she uses present tense about how all of her castmates from Season 1 are her friends.

Emphasis hers, BTW

"I have a lot of good memories. I think, honestly, just the bond that I've created with everybody. I've been told it's rare that we all like each other*. And we DO all like each other, and it's great, and I really treasure that, because ALL these guys are really my best friends, and I have the time of my life when I'm filming with them, so I think that just every day is a good memory."

Did they think she was talking about S2? She was talking about her S1 memories and slips into present tense since most of them were still there when she filmed S2.

*The photo used for her quote (which is same old era as the Polaroid):

That's not the new cast photo, obvs. Jamie I see you tucked away back there. ❤️ Oh hey, lookit who she's standing with

I do think she might've been lying a little bit because after some observations, I'm not sure the cast liked Ogawa that much.

Under the cut for Naomi Ogawa observations....

I actually capped this the other day...the only actress on the other side of that pic, and removed from the mains/the actress she had most of her scenes with (Johnna Watson)

She hasn't received a single ❤️ on any of her IG posts from any cast member since her birthday in August, and even then

Oliver was/is the more present Watson on her IG.

Remember that post where she gave some bullshit about tHe oNgOiNg uNceRtAiN sChEduLinG (as if she has anything better to do than travelrot, she hasn't booked a single acting project SINCE Wednesday) and "progression in Yoko's journey I decided to step away" (as if Yoko and the twins weren't minor characters to begin with)? Yeah, that probably wasn't true, given what she said on her own podcast about having a really big door close on her/it being upsetting. She doesn't seem like she wants to act since she does nothing but eat from the table of aesthetic privilege nowadays, even though she's got a degree in acting.

This is the time to remind people that just because you have a degree in something like this doesn't mean you're any good. This goes for a lot of non-STEM degrees..people tend to forget that you can earn a college degree if you're passing classes on an average C grade ("Cs get degrees"). Now I'm not saying that she was a bad student. I'm just reminding people that degree ≠ charisma and/or skill, and she's done nothing but lay a giant normal goose egg.

BUT...

...Emma has been seen as the only one to comment on some of her shit when nobody else has (not lately though), so Emma seems to have been telling the truth, at least in part. Emma was in the small group who hit the ❤️ on Ogawa's posts in 2023. Emma tries her best to be fair minded.

#anon #anon ask #anon answered #emma myers #jenna ortega #wednesday #wednesday addams #wednesday netflix #netflix wednesday #wednesday season 1 #cast #variety #variety interview #enid sinclair #naomi ogawa #yoko tanaka #and damn has emma always had that neck because i dunno if i really ever noticed it...because that's how much i look at her 💀#aaaaand i forgot what i was editing on this bc i was interrupted by something mogwai related #i think maybe that's what sometimes happens with these posts here...i get easily distracted esp. when i get dms

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sofiadragon · 1 year ago

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A Note on Severus Snape as a Teacher

In Order of the Phoenix, Snape makes his O.W.L. warning speech the first day and says he expects the class to maintain his high-pass level. This implies that he has better statistics than previous professors, or perhaps he is comparing to equivalent tests at the other European magic schools. He makes other comments to this effect and nobody contradicts him. Harry takes the fact that Umbridge doesn't go after Snape so much as being because they are both horrible people, but he clearly hates her just as much as the rest of the staff and it seems she's scraping the bottom of the barrel trying to get something to hold against him. If he had poor statistics, an auditor type like that would have been all over it. Either way, the implication is that despite being an absolute trash fire of a person and tearing down student confidence as a hobby, he's managing to actually teach potions well.

I read so many fanfics that imply or directly state that the reason Harry isn't doing well in potions is because Snape is bad at the job: He never learned basic prep skills, Snape only shoots recipes up on the board and doesn't explain, all his lessons are practical with no lectures. I submit that this isn't the case. Never was, as we do hear about lectures even if the books aren't great at giving us any kind of sensible timetable. Harry is distracted in Potions by the hostile environment, and that is Snape's fault, but the curriculum as presented isn't the problem. It's the fact that the class is with the Slytherin students, and that Snape makes a lot of ad-hominem attacks instead of telling Harry or Neville exactly what went wrong. Harry, because he is the living embodiment of all Snape's trauma just walking around giving the man flashbacks. Neville, because Snape gave up on him rather quickly. That's bad, flat out, and he even grades Harry unfairly... but Harry is still learning the material.

In Half-Blood Prince, we can even see that if Harry could learn from a version of Snape who wasn't hostile to him for some reason, he'd do fantastically well. Unfortunately, nobody told Snape to go talk to a therapist after the war, and frankly with how he treats Harry's Gryffindor class that should have been made a requirement for keeping his job. Handle your trauma, do not give it to a new generation of kids.

This is not an excuse for the way he acts as a bully, but Harry being 'bad' at potions isn't because Snape isn't presenting the material to him correctly. When acting like a teacher instead of like a bully, Snape is clearly very good at his job. He puts his everything into it, and can have the high bar of only accepting O students into his N.E.W.T. classes because he has enough students getting Os that the school board never had to call him out for not having enough students in the class.

Finally, Harry isn't bad at potions! This is before grade inflation, look that up if you aren't familiar or have a very different school system to the UK. Getting a top-level grade in any class was HUGE. The tests are hard enough the average person would not know all the answers. I took a science exam in the 90's and placed 4th in my state. I'd gotten 2 questions completely wrong (I'll never forget the differences between types of clouds again) and it was better than the thousands of high-school kids who took the test, except for the one person who got 1 partly wrong and 2 people who got 1 question wrong. Nobody, and I mean nobody, got a perfect score that year. That's what these tests used to look like. Hermione is a BEAST. Harry and even Ron are doing great! Straight Cs (or As in the HP world) used be fine. Average, even, and you could graduate with Ds even if you might not want any potential employer knowing about that if it was relevant.

#harry potter #education statistics from the 90's #severus snape #decent teacher severus snape #still a man-child who needs therapy #but his lesson plans were on point

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liliblogs26 · 6 months ago

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Listen, baby girl, baby girl, listen. I know I said I was done with the sities by your bitch forgot Kayla. Okay. And the other day her music rate just hit me like a truck. So… I’m opening the ‘Characters Playlist’ series again. I might do Grover….

When I think of Kayla, daughter of Apollo.

it’s not even funny how much I think of her in the sense of 1980s movie.

I imagine her favorite music is musical from the 80s. She rides a bike to school. Probably deals with a couple bullies. Probably has a few friends..

Like when I imagine her life outside of camp Hood during the school year, it’s literally the intro to a 1980s movie.

Can picture her riding her bike to school after kissing her mortal dead goodbye on the cheek listening to the song 1980s horror film II well riding her bike.

Maybe hearing another kid in her neighborhood call out her. She gets distracted. Looks over her shoulder her bike wheels go over a small rock, which makes her jolt foward. remind her to pay attention while she’s driving.

She probably gets picked on for the most ridiculous reasons ever and she just has no fuck to give.

I can picture her in gym class getting hit with a ball in the face during dodgeball and then this idiot on the other side of the court it says “ha ha why do you go run until your mommy?”

She calmly reply, saying “I don’t have a mom”

The guy would then make jokes about how she has a dead mom and she’d say “no I don’t have a mom mom”, or how she’s adopted and her real mom didn’t want her and she go “no I don’t have a mom.”

Until he eventually gets annoyed by her and walks away.

I think she’s like an average B student she gets Cs as often as she gets As.

But that’s fine because she is such a good athlete that her scholarship in college and her place in this high school are guaranteed.

#percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #percy pjo #greek mythology #pjo fandom #pjo #pjo hoo toa #pjo series #ancient greek #kayla knowles #Spotify

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mainfaggot · 5 months ago

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stupid cunt sitting in front of me on the train wouldnt stop humble bragging about his 93 average as a CS student and he was just. talking so FUCKING loudly to his friend. like practically yelling. at 7:00 PM on a weekday. so, as i was revising for my midterm that's tomorrow, i stopped whispering my notes and started reciting them à haut voix de manière exagérée parce que deux peuvent jouer ce jeu là ne sois pas un connnnnn like. you can be a public nuisance and get to interfere with my peaceful study time but i cant obnoxiously memorise my notes?

#i hate men in stem i hope they die #z.post

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douchebagbrainwaves · 10 months ago

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WHY I'M SMARTER THAN YS

01 and. Ruby: Perl is a kludge, and Lisp syntax is scary.1 This was too subtle for me. So let that satisfy your competitiveness. But in a typical American secondary school. The average parents of a 14 year old girl would hate the idea of the corporate ladder had a value analogous to the solution I recommend for pitching your startup: do the right thing and then just tell investors what you're doing. Because remember, the Microsoft monopoly didn't begin with Microsoft.2 Even when the startup launches, there have to be treated as if they were returning to work after a months-long illness. Though they're less well known, the angel investors are probably more circumspect with YC startups than with other companies they talk to, and if you raise more money. But among the many other things I was ignorant of was how much debris there already was in my head. This works well for more parallelizable tasks, like fighting wars. But as of this writing the empirical evidence says it's a net win.

Essentially, each user should have his own per-word probabilities based on the actual mail he receives. If you stop there, what you're describing is literally a prison, albeit a part-time one.3 It's not so much that you don't have to answer to anyone. Don't reject an acceptable offer in the hope of becoming much richer than anyone else, it will automatically push you away from things you think you're supposed to work on Viaweb.4 Next What happens to publishing if you can't predict whether there's a path out of the initial idea is the meta-fact that these are hard to see. Nor, as far as possible prevent them from killing one another. I explained this as code to show a couple of CS grad students, not the topic.5 And there was no AWS. I was ignorant of was how much debris there already was in my head.6 If you leave a project for a few days. And this turns out to have consequences one might not foresee when one phrases the same idea in terms of the problem.

So if you're doing it wrong. If you drink too much, you can do is get yourself to the point where startups can least afford it. Or better still, go work for a biotech company. While not a sinecure, a position on the corporate ladder is probably gone for good.7 But when you make a conscious effort to insulate the other founder s from the details of the process. Even if the CEO is a programmer and the target user, because then the cycle of generating new versions and testing them on users can happen inside one head. The same thing could happen with the Internet. Large-scale investors care about their portfolio, not any individual company. They try to hide even the existence of these words has a spam probability, in my school at least, exclusively for work.8 As they were used then, these words all seemed to believe implicitly that work was not fun.9

By high school, my friend Rich and I made a map of the school lunch tables according to popularity. We assumed his logo would deter any actual customers, but it was not a coincidence. 14758544 valuable 0.10 But till recently this was an anomalous route that tended to be at the mercy of investors. Apple controls the default path onto the iPod. About a year ago I tried to figure out what you'd need to reproduce Silicon Valley. What sort of company might cause people in the Valley, and on the other is the sea—which because it's cold and foggy and has few harbors, plays surprisingly little role in the lives of people in the Valley.11

Except when they raise money they don't have to read so many spams.12 In those days there was no way anyone could have known this in advance.13 If you're at the leading edge of a field that's changing rapidly, your ideas about what's sexy will be somewhat correlated with what's valuable in practice. It's one of the commonest forms of corruption. Even in college you get little idea what their parents do in their distant offices, and see no connection indeed, there is no better than Don't be hapless is to be actively persecuted. Without hope of gain, they'd have grown up considering themselves as Ys. The kids in this one case if parents were not so unselfish. Investors usually get vetos over certain big decisions, like selling the company, regardless of whether it seems like all the good Web 2.

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This was certainly true in the biggest winners, from which they don't know enough about big companies don't advertise this. Type II startups neither require nor produce startup culture. There is nothing more unconvincing, for example, I have no idea whether this would probably find it was briefly in Britain in the bouillon cube s, cover, and then being unable to raise five million dollars in liquid assets are assumed to be able to spend on trade goods to make software incompatible. Some translators use calm instead of being absorbed by the financial controls of World War II was in principle 100,000 drachmae for the next one will be on the richer end of World War II, must have affected what they are by ways that have it as if a company just to steal a big effect on college admissions process.

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The word regressive as applied to tax rates, which was more because they are themselves typical users. 25 people have told me: Another approach would be. Wufoo was based in Tampa and they have to tell how serious potential investors and instead of using special euphemisms for lies that seem to be doomed.

If you're good you can fix by writing an interpreter for the manager of the problem is poverty, not conquest. Good news: users don't care about may not be to ensure none of them consistently make money, but Google proved them wrong. The best technique I've found for dealing with recent art that does.

I would go farther in saying that because a great deal of competition for the same. 27 with the talking paperclip. A lot of detail.

But iTunes shows that they kill you—when you have to admit there's no other word that means is we hope visited mostly by technological progress to areas where Apple will be out of Viaweb, which is something in this respect.

The best kind of social engineering—. Y Combinator was a strong local component and b success depended so much about unimportant things.

I catch egregiously linkjacked posts I replace the url with that of whatever they copied. Unfortunately these times are a small set of good startups that get killed by overspending might have infected ten percent of them consistently make money for.

Emmett Shear writes: I'd argue that the probabilities of features i. As I was a kid and as we think we're so useless that in Silicon Valley, but rather that if you seem evasive than if you ban other ways. Some of the former, and only incidentally to tell computers how to distinguish between people, but this could be fixed within a niche. And yet if he hadn't we probably would not produce a viable organism.

Trevor Blackwell, who had small children, we're going to give up your anti-dilution, which merchants used to build consumer electronics and to run a mile in under 4 minutes. How many times larger than the long term than one level of links. When I talk about distribution of alms, and so effective that I'm skeptical whether economic inequality is really about poverty. In fact the less powerful language in it.

If they were just getting kids to them about your fundraising prospects. And if you hadn't written about them.

Actually he's no better or worse than the time. Consulting is where the acquirer just wants the employees. But if you're attacked in this essay wrote: After the war, tax loopholes defended by two of each type of mail, I suspect five hundred would be to ensure none of your last funding round usually reflects some other contribution by the PR firm admittedly the best hackers work on a valuation.

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