#Assignments Genius

[shroomerr]

Oh, help me God, this hellboy got me coming back for more

reblogs super appreciated !!! close-ups under the cut !

[sxlamima]

THIS IS WHY YOURE MY FAVVVVV

[plaidos]

Dare you to find a single piece of evidence john didn't get euphoria from traditional masculinity in hs1 and the epilogues aren't a recon of this behavior

dare you to find a single piece of evidence that he did! as ever, what you're primarily arguing here is that being cisgender & a man is the default.

anyway, Homestuck is fucking full of sybolism about John's gender & sexuality repression. what do you think the whole "performatively hates cakes & baking because he associates it with his father's weird ideas about traditional masculinity" thing was about? there. that's an example from fuckin act 1 ya illiterate gremlin

besides, even if it WAS an invention of the Epilogues -- who cares? what difference does that make? anon is like "dare you to find a single piece of evidence that Darth Vader is Luke's father and Empire isn't a retcon of his backstory" like yeah but who gives a fuck? it's better this way.

[merobunns]

"gee I hope my guchiry is mentally sound" the nefarious tame mene:

[lizasweetling]

oooo, love a character sheet!! (sorta!)

Kinda wanna pick out some and make them some little romance(ish) deviations

and if they turn out dead no one can prove I got their personality wrong!! Hehe

[trinity-blaze]

GKIKA!!!!!!!!!!

The queen has returned!!!!!

[abri-chan]

Next year put a rock on the stage and some sand and have the performance be making a zen garden because apparently it is genius when the countries with the right passport do that kind of simple staging.

[grubus]

I simply adore the ?? expressions this boy makes. does he look tired to you. does he look. fed up??? befuddled??? confused??? does he look like he has only so much time left to live, and yet, things keeps happening and he is just ??? about it?

badass sect leader in the background enjoying her own personal soap opera. Like yes. Good. This is why he was accepted, clearly, I don't believe her when she says it was Talent. She found out who he was related to and went :D FUNNY and that is how he got yoinked.

[teapot-of-tyrahn]

My payment for the ficlet:

Could I just get Zedaph being a silly? Thanks!

S.O.S / 88

words: 2,587 warnings: implied robot injury / abandonment a03 link! (i have an a03 now!!)

When Zedaph had first found her in the scrapyard, she’d been little more than a telegraph sounder. She wasn't even capable of making dihs or dahs, just dots and dashes. She was, by every definition of the word, useless; discarded, unuseable, utterly inutile… Broken. But Zedaph had never believed in such a word. Things were never really broken; just… temporarily decommissioned! They could be in states of disrepair, but never beyond repair. Everything could always be mended, rebuilt, improved; everything could always be fixed. That was why he came to the scrapyard in the first place. Zedaph knew what it was like to feel broken. He felt sympathy for every machine discarded by its creator in a wasteland of flotsam and jetsam, deserted and dejected. And so, whenever he wandered across one of these poor orphaned apparatuses, he felt it was his duty to try to give them what their inventor had not: A home. A purpose. Besides, it was much easier to fix an abandoned machine than to make one from scratch, especially back when he hadn't had the funding to afford his own materials. Upon closer inspection, it looked like her developer had intended for her to be a translator of sorts. A humanoid polygotic interpreter AI which had been designed to serve as an assistant to foreign diplomats and ambassadors. Scavengers had had their way with her, however, and so she didn't even have the tools left to serve as a functional morse code transliterator, let alone a functional world-wide translator. There was a twisted sort of irony in the fact that the AI meant to translate for others was unable to even properly translate her own thoughts and feelings into words, able to process the words being spoken but never able to understand them. Able to talk but never able to speak. A translator who couldn't even translate herself.

For the first few weeks when Zed had been working on fixing her transmitter, she always kept repeating the same string of sounds: Dot, dot, dash. Dot, dot, dash. She made the noise so often, it became an association, and Zed decided that was just what he would call her in meantime - a bit of a mouthful, sure, but wasn't Dot Dot Dash a better name then Unnamed Abandoned Appartus Number 21? It was just a temporary title until he found a way to get her communications sorted and she could come up with their own name, anyway. Though it turns out, she had been saying her own name, in a way: Dot, dot, dash. E-E-T. Ease-Enhancing Translator. Her hostname. He'd only figured that out when he found the marque on her forehead about three weeks into her repair. For a genius, he could be a little bit stupid, sometimes. Maybe really stupid. When he did finally figure out how to repair her transmissions, for about a month she was stuck only speaking in Dutch, because he'd accidentally selected the system's default of Netherlandic as his preferred language instead of his own of English in his excitement to get her up and running. And, with her operating system now in a foreign language, it was incredibly difficult to figure out how to turn on her bilateralism. Not his brightest moment. But it didn't mean it didn't lead to bright moments. Even though they couldn't communicate, at least not through language, that didn't mean they couldn't communicate in other ways. That didn't mean that, over that month, he didn't learn that she was an absolute menace at Mario Kart (Guess the Dash part of her name really rung true!), that she'd become an immediate fanatic of Hamilton, and that Sesame Street was her favourite comfort show. Just because they couldn't exchange words didn't mean they couldn't exchange glances, exchange touches, exchange laughs, exchange smiles. Just because he couldn't understand a word she said didn't mean he couldn't understand that he was falling head over heels for her. It took an embarrassing amount of time and effort, but eventually, inevitably, he finally managed to repair her communication system. And, finally, they managed to have their first conversation.

"So… what's your name?" It was a bit odd, asking the question; such a simple, innocent question, but it felt wrong. It was the sort of thing you asked somebody you just met. But they hadn't just met… not really. It felt like they'd known each other for years. All their lives. And, yet, these were the first words they'd ever spoken to each other. He - literally - knew her innerworkings inside and out, and yet, he didn't even know her name. They knew everything about each other, but at the same time, nothing at all. The robot replied with a simple answer to a simple question: "Dot, Dot, Dash." "Oh — oh my goddess, oh dear, oh no — did I accidentally set you back to Morse Code again?!" Oh, this was horrendous, he'd been trying to help but he'd put her back all the way back to square one— "No, no," A jittery, high-pitched sound came out of the android's voicebox, a soft laugh as she reeled Zed's hand away from her inner panel. "That's my name." "It is?" Zed asked, baffled and still slightly breathless from the scare, before he jumped slightly with the startled realisation, "Oh — oh! Oooh, Because, that's what I've been calling you — no, no, nonono, that's — that doesn't have to be your name, you see, I just… well, it felt awful drab calling you by a model number, and you always used to go dot, dot, dash!, So I was just using it as a placeholder, which, I… which I am realising, was perhaps slightly insensitive, it's little better then calling you boop beep bop, now that I'm thinking about it, it would be like naming a dog woof woof… Oh my gosh, I am so sorry—" "— I like it." "—Oh, I'm such a dunce, imagine calling a duck quack quack, or a chicken cluck clu— wait, you… what?" "Yeah!" She smiled. "It's silly! Who cares if it's a bit on-the-nose?" She booped his nose for emphasis before she continued, "It feels like me." "O—oh! Well… well, in that case. It's… It's nice to meet you, Dot Dot Dash! I'm Zedaph." He held a hand out for her to shake out of cordiality. Dot stared at his outstretched hand dubiously, her features almost betraying offence at his attempt at courtesy, enough to make him almost begin to worry it had been a test to see if he'd fall for calling her such an offensive name and he'd fallen for it, like an idiot… and before he had a chance to profusely apologise again and retract both his hand and his statement, she abruptly grabbed him by his offered hand and pulled him in… …to a hug. "Zedaph… I've watched you fling an oreo from your forehead into your mouth on multiple occasions, you once bit into an onion like an apple and then rubbed it on your face to make yourself cry, you sleep with a mint condition package of Minions playing cards underneath your pillow, your favourite colour is red even though everything you own is pink… I already know you, Zed. And you know me. Just because we didn't know each others' names doesn't mean we didn't know each other… and it certainly doesn't mean this is our first time meeting. This isn't an introduction… it's just… finally getting a chance to say hello." "O—oh." Zed felt his voice crack. There was nothing between them now, no barrier, language or otherwise. His voice was soft as he whispered, "Hello." Her voice was softer, a smile on her lips, as she whispered back, "Hallo."

Not another word fell from either of their lips. They didn't need words. Sometimes, actions were more powerful than words. And their lips' actions spoke louder than any sentence they could have strung.

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Safe to say, everybody on Hermitcraft loved Dot. And not just because she was one of the most talented people on the server - which she was, indisputably. She'd been built as an interpreter, but her skills were far from confined to linguistics…. she made the most thrilling commercials and logos for the shops in the Shopping District in all of it's history: Lookie Lookie at My Bookie, Shade-E-E's, Beefy Stores, Lamps Plus, ODEA… that was just to name a few successful bussinesses' whose success could wholly be attributed to Dot. She was also an absolute marvel when it came to the political field, somehow simultaneously making adverts for both Mumbo, Scar, and Plopper's mayor campaigns without either party realizing she was also advertising for every opposition, playing every side of the spectrum. And then, later, she pulled the exact same thing with HEP, The Podzol Party, and The Mycelium Resistance… This feat was one that could either be attributed to her astounding intelligence or the Hermits' astounding lack of intelligence. She was also a stupefying film director, and, in a similar vein, a stupefying music video director! Maybe too stupefying of a music video director. He still had nightmares about Bohemian Keralisody. And he couldn't help but still be a little lingeringly offended that both Poultry Man and Iskallman got their own fan edits but Wormman, the significantly cooler superhero of the server, got ziltch. Not that it was personal, just an astute observation from an outsider with no stakes in the superhero business whatsoever. He really didn't get why Poultryman of all people was her favourite superhero… to the point she'd requested he manufacture her a pair of bionic chicken wings. She even had him provide her with a chicken soundboard so she could communicate with her new brethern… which she had specifically requested not be made with real chickens' voices, as they could not consent to being recorded and doing so would infringe upon their rights, so the soundboard ended up just being Zed going buck, buck, buckawk! into a microphone for her at various pitches and inflections to use as she saw fit. She even ended up making an alter ego by the name of Stanley in an attempt to become Poultryman's sidekick, despite the fact there were much cooler superheroes out there to sidekick for besides a chicken in a trenchcoat. For completely random example: Wormman. Wormman was much cooler! And actually looking for sidekicks! Not that Zed was jealous. Not at all! Just a third-party observation.

Anyways. You'd think, surely, being the top graphic designer, commercial producer, film producer, and music video producer in the game was impressive enough of a resume… no, her awesomeness didn't stop there, not even close. She also dabbled in the armour stand business, and even further, became one of the server's best castle architects. Which was quite was a feat, given it seemed every season at least somebody had to build a grand castle of some sorts. But her castles were better than all of them - better then the NHO Castle, The Red Sky Bay Castle, Coe's Quest Castle, Wels' Cathedral, Bdubs' Castle, The Area 77 Castle, Stress' Ice Castle, RentheKing's Castle, The… wow, Zed was just realizing, Hermitcraft really did have a lot of castles. But, digressing! Her castles were the best castles. And that wasn't even just him being biased in his girlfriend's favour - that was just a fact. If monarchy on Hermitcraft didn't have a reputation for ending with a HoTgUy to the face, he would have crowned her Queen of Hermitcraft. It seemed the only thing she couldn't do was hit the high note in Hamilton's Burn… an feat she was coming closer and closer to achieving every day, which terrified Zed, for he was sure once she did so she'd become the epitome of perfection on all fronts and would transcend this mortal plane in a state of sublime quintessence.

Luckily for Zed, though, Dot had no intent to transcend. As much as Zed raved about her accomplishments, which were impressive in their own right, she wasn't going anywhere while she hadn't completed her greatest accomplishment of all. Her life's mission. Dot wanted to make sure nobody ever struggled like she had again. Words, vocabulary, verbality… Language itself was it's own 55-pin ladder puzzle. She was built to be a translator, and a translator she would be… not just for other languages, but for languages within languages, for inflections and undertones and connotations and implications that might as well have been their own language. She didn't want to let linguistic barriers to prevent somebody from living their best life… from saying hi to the love of their life. If she'd given up trying to speak English, she'd have never gotten the chance to tell Zed she loved him in words he would understand. And if he had given up on repairing her auditory processor, she'd have never gotten the chance to understand when he told her he loved her in words she'd understand. She still had a long way to go to be the global translator she was built to be, she didn't speak near seven-thousand languages nor with the fluency she would have liked, but that was okay. Because one of the languages she could speak was English - and, if anybody struggled with the language, just like she used to, she wanted to be there to help. To be what Zed had been to her — a teacher, a friend, and a crutch. The first person she helped, of course — coming full-circle — was Zedaph himself. The conversation went a little something like this: "Zed, dear, could you bring Danny's leash downstairs?" "Hm?" "I asked if could you bring Danny's leash downs—" "Come again?" "I SAID COULD YOU BRING DANNY'S LE—" "PARDON??" And that was how they learned that being in constant proximity to loud industrial machinery and exploding himself for comedic effect on a near-daily basis was not very good for his eardrums. It didn't take her long to diagnosis him with partial hearing loss, prescribe him with proper ear protection, and invent something to help. CCs she called it, or Closed Captions. Not a very original name, but it got the point across! She never really understood Zed's tendency to give things elaborate names like The Chickenerator, or Zombie Plinko, or The Celestial Cosmodrome… well, actually, she supposed she couldn't blame him for that one, but, the point with the first two still stood! The CCs were a simple device; a pair of contact-lenses that provided real time, accurate translations of what was being said in the corner of the wearer's vision. It was even toggleable! A subtle way to get subtitles in your subsidiary. And it wasn't soon after she'd made Zedaph his pair that word spread, and GeminiTay appeared at her doorstep to politely inquire what it could cost to have a similar device manufactured for herself. Gem didn't suffer from quite the same plight as Zed, but instead with an auditory processing disorder, which made Dot realise how helpful her invention could actually be to the Hermit masses… whether hard-of-hearing hermits, second-language hermits, hermits with auditory processing disorders, or even just hermits who preferred reading over listening… She was helping people. Even if only two, the fact she could even just help two people struggle a little bit less with the language she had struggled with for so long made it worth it. It made it so, when Zed praised her for how indisputably awesome she was, she could smile, and say, without hesitation, "I know!"

[davidwarners-blog]

How to write a business essay

Writing a business essay can be both a challenge and an opportunity. Whether you're a university student tackling an assignment or a professional sharing insights in an industry journal, crafting a compelling business essay involves a blend of analytical thinking, structured planning, and persuasive writing. But how do you ensure that writing a business essay stands out? 

In this guide, we’ll walk you through the step-by-step process of writing a high-quality business essay.

1. What is an Essay Brief?

Before writing a single word, make sure you clearly understand what is required.

Start by identifying the objective: Are you being asked to analyze a problem, evaluate a theory, compare business practices, or propose a solution? And then, accordingly, begin.  

Be mindful about the keywords: Words like “evaluate,” “analyze,” “compare,” and “discuss” each require a different approach.

Understand the scope: Know the word count, referencing style, and deadline. 

Note: The above-mentioned pointers will guide you on how deep your research needs to go.

2. Conduct Thorough Research

Business writing strategies essays rely heavily on facts, figures, case studies, and theoretical models. As you research, take organized notes and cite sources correctly. Use Harvard, APA, or the required citation format from the beginning—it saves time later.

Begin your research early using credible sources:

Academic journals: JSTOR, Google Scholar, and business databases like EBSCO.  

Books and textbooks: Especially useful for theoretical frameworks.  

Industry reports: McKinsey, Deloitte, or PwC whitepapers.  

News sources: For current business events and examples 

3. Develop a Clear Thesis Statement

Your thesis is the core argument or viewpoint your essay will defend or elaborate on. It should be clear, concise, and arguable.

Weak thesis example: “Marketing is important for business.”

Strong thesis example: “Effective digital marketing strategies significantly influence consumer behavior and drive business profitability in the e-commerce sector.”

Every paragraph in your essay should contribute to supporting or exploring this main idea.

4. Structure Your Essay

A solid business essay follows a clear and logical structure. Typically, it includes:

a) Introduction

Introduce the topic.  

Explain why it’s relevant to business.  

State your thesis and outline what the essay will cover.

b) Main Body

This is where your argument unfolds. Divide it into paragraphs with clear topic sentences. Each paragraph should:

Present one main idea.  

Provide evidence (data, theory, case study).  

Analyze and link back to the thesis.

Use subheadings (especially in longer essays) to organize your points clearly. For example:

“Market Trends in the Tech Industry”  

“The Role of Supply Chain Management”  

“Application of SWOT Analysis in Strategic Planning” 

c) Conclusion

Summarize the key points without introducing new information. Restate your thesis in light of the evidence you’ve presented. End with a final thought or recommendation, especially in professional or reflective business essays. And one can even add a CTA (call to action) element here. 

5. Use Theoretical Models and Business Frameworks

To show depth and critical thinking, apply business models to analyze your topic. These could include:

The 4Ps of Marketing (Product, Price, Place, Promotion)

PESTLE analysis (Political, Economic, Social, Technological, Legal, Environmental)  

Porter’s Five Forces  

SWOT analysis (Strengths, Weaknesses, Opportunities, Threats)

Example: If you're writing about a company’s expansion strategy, applying SWOT can reveal internal capabilities and external opportunities or threats.

6. Be Critical, Not Just Descriptive

One common mistake is writing an essay that only describes events or theories. A high-scoring business essay analyzes, critiques, and compares.

Descriptive: “Apple uses innovation in its product development.”  

Analytical: “Apple’s innovation strategy, driven by significant R&D investment and a culture of creativity, has maintained its market leadership, but may face challenges due to increasing competition from Android brands.”

Always aim to answer why and how—don’t just tell, explain.

7. Use Real-World Examples

Business is a practical field, so use real-world examples to reinforce your points. Case studies from companies like Tesla, Amazon, or local businesses can provide powerful evidence.

Tip: Briefly explain the context, highlight the relevance to your topic, and avoid overly lengthy descriptions.

8. Write in a Professional Tone

Your language should be formal, concise, and free from slang or emotional expressions.

Do:

Use active voice: “The company launched a new product.”  

Use business terminology: “market segmentation,” “operational efficiency,” “brand equity.”

Don’t:

Use casual phrases: “a lot of,” “kind of,” “huge company.”  

Use personal language unless reflective writing is required.  

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Remember: the best business essays are not just about facts, but about how those facts are presented, supported, and interpreted. With a clear structure, strong research, and analytical depth, your business essay can make a lasting impression—whether in the classroom, the boardroom, or online.

[xnoel]

i've literally done statistics (in spss) since 1 pm (with a 2 hour break at 5-7 pm) and it's now 10:30 pm...

[kiyomitakada]

HANG ON. THE SHARPEST LIVES MCR IS KIYOMISA ACTUALLY

[two-of-tails]

Do you have a PhD? You definitely have the skills of someone who has one. If you don’t, do you plan on ever getting one? You’re only eight, but I’m pretty sure they would make an exception for the one and only Miles Tails Power. Most eight year olds don’t help save the world and invent new planes along with other amazing technologies on a regular basis. I suppose you don’t really need one for what you spend most of your time doing, but I think having people call you a doctor would just be neat. That, and having an official sign of how smart you are in case you ever experience any doubt.

Nope! Never really thought of getting one either. Having to pay to go to college or whatever, to learn something I already know and get graded on it, doesn't really sound fun.

Having an official document forged proving how 'smart' I am seems unnecessary, too. I know what I know. Don't need papers to prove it or anything.

[elzerei-likes-girl-genius]

[lizasweetling]

Wow, they really don't want to talk to her! Makes me that much more interested in what was important enough to get them here in the first place

[taruruchi]

Sometimes I think my headcanons are so based, they're not even headcanons anymore. It's just canon