#ASL Class

[celebrating-achievements]

started my ASL 102 class and it's been so fun so far!

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[abs-blabs]

My ASL professor used me as an example for our “description” unit. A new level of academic validation was achieved today.

[eekaman]

Friends in ASL doodle

[mechanicalclown]

I GET TO PERFORM SLEEPING BEAUTY FOR MY ASL CLASS HAHAHA

I WILL MAKE MY CLASSMATES HAVE TO LISTEN TO THE MECHANISMS

[scrawlingwithstyle]

My favorite moment from American Sign Language class is as follows:

We had to mime stuff to convey a single word, and we were working in pairs. The pair with the word "drums" killed me.

Guy sits on the stool.

Girl hands him imaginary drumsticks.

Guy plays imaginary drums.

Someone correctly guesses their word.

Guy stands up.

Guy hands imaginary drumsticks to Girl.

Girl takes imaginary drumsticks.

Their act was over but their brains forgot the drumsticks weren't real! It was so good.

[l1lmab3ans]

NEW CREATURE OF THE WEEK:

🦀🦞Mr. Crust A. Sean🦞🦀

(Creature of the week context)

[limbiclown]

I’m perfectly capable of doing my homework assignments, however I have to make videos for them and I don’t want to brush my hair 😐

[occultbooks]

house, having learned ASL to help him when he can’t speak (a small step towards making his life better), wraps his arms around wilson’s neck during sex and signs “i love you” against his back because it’s the only way he can get the words out

[naamahdarling]

We really just paywall people's senses, and the people who are responsible for gatekeeping at least one of these are extraordinarily controlling. Even moreso than regular medical professionals.

Just not letting a whole shitton of people see or hear is a thing we have decided is acceptable.

I'm so tired.

[red1sart]

el wanpiss

[tea-time-terrier]

This is something I didn't know I needed. I do my little crafts and they nap away 😭

[frankenstein-ate-my-left-shoe]

new hs history teacher(/basketball coach ofc) steve who is being shown around the school by gym teacher chrissy.

she takes him around the building to show him where the teacher's lounge is, the cafeteria, what bathrooms to avoid at all costs, and to where her office is if he ever needs anything.

"If I'm not here, I'm probably in Robbie's class over in the language department."

"Robbie?"

"Robin, my partner. She officially teaches ASL, but she likes to join in on the others' lessons whenever she has downtime."

Finally, once they've covered the whole length of the school, she brings him to his room. "So this is you, and right next door is Eddie, our Criminalistics teacher." gesturing to the still-dark window of the door directly across from his in the alcove. 

There's polaroids covering nearly every inch of the outside of the door, pictures of what he can only assume are students with the same dark-haired man.

"Criminalistics?"

"It's a science elective," she explains, "It focuses on the basics of forensic science!"

"Wow that’s…really?"

She nods enthusiastically, "It’s super interesting,” she nods, moving to unlock the empty what-will-be history classroom. “Eddie’s here on even days, and in the music room on odd days for the guitar elective classes."

"Anything I should know about my wall neighbor?" he asks as she pushes the door open.

It looks like she's going to say no, but something flickers across her face and she winces minutely.

"Oh god, what is it?"

She looks at him sheepishly, "How do you feel about metal music?"

--

Since his tour in mid June, Steve's completely overhauled his classroom. 

The only room available to him was the one down here in the science hall, but he made do, plastering removable whiteboard contact paper to the tops of the lab tables and a little reminder at each spot for the students about his less-than-stellar hearing, to make sure they speak up when answering a question from the back of the room.

And ever since he got his room, he'd been waiting for the day he finally meets his neighbor.

He met Chrissy's Robbie the same day he had the tour, and they clicked instantly (No seriously, how did he ever function before Robin?). Chrissy had made the comment about them being platonic soulmates one night in August when they'd gone out for one too many drinks, and it's stuck ever since.

Speaking of: "What are you still doing here, dingus? It's almost five."

"Yeah, I know, I know," he says, waving her off.

Robin comes in from the hall and plops herself down on one of the table tops instead of helping him hang a map behind his desk. "You're still adding stuff to your walls?"

"Well, I haven't been here for a couple years already, Bobs," he grits out as he stretches up on his toes to hang the far corner of his map. Finally, the eyelet hooks over the many-times-painted-over hook embedded in the concrete wall. "So yes."

"Well you can finish up tomorrow, we," she emphasizes the word by dramatically waving the same sign with her hand between them, "Have a burger date to get to." 

--

The following day, the day before the school year officially starts, Steve arrives early to his classroom, only to find his neighbor's classroom lit up as well.

The be-polaroided door is propped open all the way, the sound of heavy drums and guitar streaming out the door along with the faint smell of moth balls and a spicy incense.

His own room forgotten, Steve steps through Mr. Munson's doorway.

Eddie is standing behind his desk at the front of the room, but hunched over it scribbling onto something.

When Steve's shoe squeaks against the tile floor, Eddie says "Hey, what do you think, identifying skeletal remains, or blood spatter first?" without looking up at him.

"Skeletons, of course." Eddie's head snaps up to look at him. His huge dark eyes are much more striking in person than in a photo. "Much more interesting, yeah?"

Eddie blinks at him. "You're not Chrissy."

"You're correct."

Eddie blinks again, "Who're you?"

"Oh, sorry, hi. I'm Steve. I'm your new neighbor." he gives the other man an awkward wave when he still doesn't move. "Sorry, should I--" he says, gesturing over his shoulder with a thumb.

"No!" Eddie interrupts, standing straight and hurrying out from around his desk. 

He extends a hand and jogs lightly up to Steve. His pen is still laced into his fingers, the end of it chewed flat. "Oh shit, sorry, sorry," he tucks the pen behind his ear, "I'm Eddie. Munson."

"I know," Steve smirks, taking Eddie's hand. "I've been waiting to meet you."

"Oh have you?" he smirks.

"Yeah, Chrissy told me you're her best friend and I wanted your advice on maybe asking her out."

Eddie's face hardens immediately, the warm milk chocolate of his eyes curing into a solid dark, the easy smirk morphing into a cringe as he looks Steve up and down.

He opens his mouth to say something particularly scathing, Steve's sure, but he cuts him off before he can. "I'm kidding, man, I know she's with Robin."

His expression softens just a bit.

"Plus, she's not really my type anyway, even if I were hers."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, I'm more into brunettes." Steve winks, finally releasing Eddie's hand. "I still have a bit more to get done, but I'll check in with you later?"

"Oh--yeah, for sure, I'll be here." Eddie stammers out, his cheeks tinged pink.

Steve fist pumps in his head as he heads to his door, You still got it, Harrington.

[cup-noodle]

the cruelest thing about the world is that there's so many languages and a girl can't learn all of them

[karasucatt]

Infrared fun fact!! She’s mute and speaks through sign (also yes she’s left handed yet another Shadow trait)

[blahblahblah2cargarage]

i love that animals just have languages in the dwampyverse. like they are all sentient and have languages that humans can learn to talk to them. heinz speaks whale and platypus. ferb speaks dolphin. do you think there’s like different animal language courses offered in the tri state area? is this taught in schools? this show is so strange i love it

[evertriednaturalketchup]

american sign language with bora karaca during “&” !

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