#I WROTE MY DUMB FUCKING ESSAY AND IT WAS HELL

[exopelagic]

if I have to do one more thing on my own today someone is going to die

[b1p-b00p-b0p]

Funny thing I noticed

[deangirlsstuff67]

Oops… Wrong Number

Jensen Ackles x Reader

Summary: Who knew texting the wrong number could be so much fun !

Warnings: flirting, divorced Jensen, language, fluff, talk about trauma

Authors Note: I love Jensen and his family. This is purely fiction and for entertainment purposes only.

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Your best friend had up and moved to Texas of all places. She tried her hardest to convince you to go with her.

Why didn’t you?

Oh that’s right because at the time you were dating your ex boyfriend. You know the guy who was going to give you the world.

What a joke that turned out to be. Now you’re single and your best friend is in a different state. And has an entirely different phone number.

Y/n: *sends image* it’s boring without you here.

You were at your local bar where you and your bestie would spend Fridays catching up and unwinding. The whiskey sitting in front of you was doing nothing to curb the loneliness you now feel without her here.

Ding.

An image comes through from the number you have saved under your best friends name.

Y/f/n: *imagine* sorry but I think you sent that to the wrong number. However, I’ll cheers to boring nights at a bar with you.

Holy shit ! Staring at the imagine sent to you, you can’t believe your eyes. There was Jensen Ackles with a glass of amber liquor in his hands.

Jensen Fucking Ackles.

Y/n: omg I am so sorry. My best friend just moved to Texas and got a new number. I must of typed it in wrong 😳

Jensen: haha no problem at all. So do I get to know who’s drinking whiskey with me tonight?

Great the man wants a photo. I wouldn’t have given this a second thought if it wasn’t for my dumb ex boyfriend who has now given me a whole degree of body issues.

Taking a deep breath to steady your nerves you capture a selfie and send it before you can over think the consequences of your actions.

Three dots appear at the bottom of your messaging window, then disappear. Minutes tick by and still no response. Well it was fun while it lasted, locking your phone you order another round before heading out for the evening.

You really need to figure out your best friends phone number.

Ding.

Jensen: Damn, I almost fell outta my chair sweetheart, you’re stunning.

Y/n: 😳🫣 thank you.

Jensen: I’m Jensen by the way.

Y/n: I’m y/n. Nice to kinda meet you haha.

Jensen: haha it’s nice to meet you too y/n… well kinda ;) what’s a beautiful woman doing drinking whiskey alone on a Friday?

Y/n: usually my friend and I go out on Friday to catch up and relax. Hasn’t been the same since she moved.

Jensen: ever consider moving too? I can personally tell you Texas is beautiful.

Y/n: well considering who you are I would hope so lol.

Jensen: fan?

Y/n: yeah… weird?

Jensen: not at all. Saves me the trouble of having to explain my crazy life to you haha.

As the night went on you and Jensen talked about everything. Favorite movies. His acting career. The kind of books you wrote for a living. Even his divorce, which you never knew was happen.

This guys has never met you and yet his opening up to you as if you’ve been friends since middle school. I guess that’s the perk of texting a stranger, there is no judgement.

Jensen: so let me get this straight, he cheated on you with his best friend and left you for her, but then got mad when you went on a date?

Y/n: a date from hell I might add. Never let your friends set you up with a “good” guy.

Jensen: I don’t think that’s going to be a problem in my life 🤔

Y/n: you know what I mean haha.

Jensen: so dating just off the table for you then?

Y/n: considering I’m in my 30s and just came out of a long term relationship… I don’t have a clue how to date anymore. Maybe it’s safer to stay single. It’s scary out there 😒

Jensen: what if you accidentally found one of those good guys?

Y/n: might have to get an essay from them telling me exactly why they would want to date me cause at this point I think good guys are a myth.

Those three dots appear and disappear as you wait for a reply. Finishing your third whiskey, you pay the bar tender and start walking back to your house.

As you enter your house you hear your phone go off in your jacket pocket.

Taking out your phone, you’re surprised that there is basically an essay waiting for you from Jensen with a photo of him lounging on his couch.

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Read Part Two Here.

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[angels-read-fanfiction-too]

Short and kinda dookie Jerry fic but it's cute sooo pthhh

Warnings: swearing and errm... Josh doing a dookie

also this was based off my insert so sorry if it's not like you all too much :[ (now proof read, sorry to the people who read it with the spelling errors, i wrote it at 5am lol)

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"Psst! Psst!" You very poorly whispered, tapping at Bill's shoulder who was just getting more and more pissed off. Just as the cherry on top, you were wayyy too close for comfort and those creepy eyes were staring right at him... It freaked him out. Why did Jerry even like this annoying bitch? "What? What?!" Bill yelled while whispering, putting a strain on his voice. You shrunk down a little and moved away in surprise at his sudden tone, expression blank and wide eyed. "Uh... nothing." You mumbled, looking back to your work and tapping on the table with your neon yellow spongebob pen with an obnoxiously big rubber figure of the character on top. He was shocked it was even allowed to be used to write an essay on the second world war. "Oh fuck off! the hell do you mean 'nothing'? you always want shit from me." Bill complained, basically seething in anger over something so small. You cartoonishly sighed and looked over to Bill with a slight pout "Is Jerry in today?" Bill thought he would start screaming in the middle of history. "I don't know and i don't care about a bitchy whore like you and her pathetic boyfriend." You looked around awkwardly before mumbling "jeez, man, i was just wondering." As soon as the class ended, Bill walked as fast away from you as possible and left you to find Jerry on your own.

While walking through the halls, you spot Pete! You rushed up to him, the books in your bag loudly bouncing as you ran. "Sup sup!" You greeted. "Sup." Pete parroted, closing his locker with some kind of horror comic in his hands. "What dat?" You asked, not fully out of your 'derp' phase, looking down to the gore fest of a comic Pete held. "Uh, your sister gave it to me, said she liked it." He said, an oddly hesitant feeling to his words. Hey, you remembered that! "Oh, yeah, she really likes that one. She let me read it but it's a bit too intense for me, made me kinda ill." Pete scoffed in a confidence he didn't deserve. "Yeah, well i'm tougher than that. I won't let some geeky bitch try and out gross me." He paused for a couple seconds before adding on "But uh... don't tell her but this is pretty rough. I didn't know chicks were really into this stuff." Shrugging it off, you just explained "She freaky like that. Anyways, d'you know where Jerry is? I asked bill but he got mad at me." Pete huffed "The dumb cunt will yell at anything... Yeah, i saw him. He's in the bathroom pretending to have a massive dump." Your eyebrows furrow in confusion "And... he's just pretending?" Pete nodded "Yeah, just wanted to play on his DS." Your eyes flickered to the boys bathroom, a long silence coming between you two. "I don't wanna go in there" Pete shrugged. "Do what you want but if you're gonna go in there, don't be so prissy like you always are." confusion crossed your face yet again, "prissy?" "Yeah!" Pete explained "You know, 'wash your hands before you eat, pete' 'eating of the ground is gross!' 'you gotta wash your hands every time you pee' you know, prissy girl shit." Your face was dropped in pure shock "You don't wash your hands every time you-" "Okay okay!" Pete suddenly cuts you off "Come on, get in there, Go meet your prince charming."

Okay, time to find Jerry sitting on the toilet so long he'll get haemorrhoids- HOLY SHIT THIS PLACE STINKS! "Ugh Jesus christ!" You exclaimed the moment you walked in... is someone crying in here? "Uh... hello? i cry on the toilet sometimes too, it's no biggie... i also get really constipated so that's probably part of it." "I'm not crying! god fucking damnit!" a familiar voice yelled back. "Oh, hey Josh. Man, i try to lay off the fat jokes but you're making it really hard to not bring up how Elvis Presley died." You could hear Josh sigh from behind the stall door "Get out, Y/N. This is the men's room! What are you gonna do? Grow a penis and use a urinal?" You got weirdly defensive at that and argued back, "Hey! you don't know what i'm capable of, man. Also where is Jerry? Pete said he was in here?" Josh grunted in both annoyance and struggle with the toilet. "I don't know. He wasn't here when i was, now get out!" You then snickered and mumbled a little too loud "Yeah, because your stench probably dissolved him." "FUCK OFF!" You quickly scurried out of the bathroom, giggling to yourself.

As you were laughing to yourself at your own joke, you bumped into someone... Hey! It's Jerry! "Hi!" You immediately hugged him, giving him a kiss on his acne ridden cheek. Jerry froze up a bit, flustered at the sudden affection "U-uh... Thanks, buck." He said with an awkward chuckle, not giving a kiss back but holding your hand. He wasn't big on pda but he did appreciate your excitement towards him. "I wanted to ask you, d'you wanna watch Ren and Stimpy after school?" The tradition of cartoons after school never really left you two ad you grew into your teen years. Jerry smiled gently. "I'd love to."

[moorlands312]

A recent discussion on old anime with my father lead me to rewatch a show called "Tengen Toppa Guren Lagan" and I was reminded about how much this show rocks and how much it influanced me as a kid; so here is more words than I wrote for my actual essay writing homework this week about why.

Tengen toppa Guren Lagan is a fascinating show, especially in the way it contrasts with studio Geinax's other giant robot show that's actually about the human condition, Neon Genissis Evangelion. The creative director of Gurren lagan, Hiroyuki Imaishi, was an in between animator for Evangelion, and you can see in his later works that he definitely had his own thoughts and opinions about that show while he was helping make it.

One of the first differences you might notice between the shows is the difference in animation and consistency. Where Evangelion is the product of a multimillion-dollar animation studio being bent to the singular creative will of one man, Gurren lagan is an animation showcase; almost every episode having a different director and often several animators putting their own unique stamp on the show. If you have even a little bit of an eye for animation you can clearly see where the animators change in between scenes, and yet under Imaishi’s guidance the effect is appealing rather than jarring.

Evangelion is a meditation on depression, the human condition, warfare and every other ugly thing humanity sees when it looks in the mirror. It is thought provoking; I have lost count of how many essays and video essays and forum discussions I have seen debating the nuances and philosophies of this show. And while those aspects of it do appeal to the cynical English major part of my soul there is something far more viscerally satisfying about how Gurren Lagan foregoes nuance and subtext in favor of grabbing nihilism by the throat and saying “Just who the hell do you think I am?! If the future is dark, I will break the vault of the heavens to shine light down upon it!”. While evangelion ends on the very nuanced and thoughtful take that the future is built of individuals, and we must each decide for ourselves what the future holds for us and whether we even want to form connections with others, Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagan punches the physical manifestation of pessimism in the fucking face with the indomitable human spirit represented by the only thing it should be represented by, a giant kick-ass robot.

This is not to say that people don't die in Gurren Lagann, or that there are not sad moments. But where evangelion treats these moments of grief and loss as valid arguments against human connection Guren Lagan says it is because people die that you must connect with them! Only you can remember who they were and what they meant to you, and by taking the embers of their flame and adding it to your own, you honor them in a way that nothing can diminish. The nature of humanity is progress it says, and to be human is to contribute to that progress even if you die, even if it kills you before you can see the results of that progress. Not because it will all have been worth it in the end, not because the light at the end of the tunnel will validate all the suffering you have endured, but because the act of striving for a better future has value in and of itself. Tengen Toppa Guren Lagan looks you in the eyes and says "Fuck pessimism and sadness and tradgedy, the moment you grab onto hope with both hands a better tomorrow is not just possible, it is inevitable".

Watching evangelion under the covers as a kid made me sad for a week. Watching Guran Lagan as a kid helped light a fire in my soul that will brun till the day I die.

TLDR: Media that insists depression and pessimism are cool and interesting are boring, dumb, and cringe and hope is based.

[sopeacecheesecake]

The original post I made, reblogging Lily, and got blocked :D

Lily, you are so sweet to think I would waste any time from my own day to write an ask/opinion to you in this length. Why bother when you will only used it to twist the non-existing, one sided "conversation" you enjoy having on you blog sooo much? Not everyone is so fucking dumb to scream into the void and wait for an answer, you know?

Since the wording is nearly the same, the biggest difference being the uppercase/lowercase regarding a few words (and the poor rewrite at the beginning) I have two theories about what could have happened:

1) You copy and pasted my original anonymous ask that I send to @confused-rat for an other blog of mine (and they posted on jan. 27) and only changed a few things (but were too lazy to properly rephrase it, a silly move Lils, as someone with a degree, you should know how to do that properly).

2) One of your fans send it to you (to ask what you think? to get a reaction from you? hell knows only) and you want to play around with your strawman again, claiming the original writer or the text send it to you.

Why didn't you include the whole text, Lils? The link is here, but to make it as easy as possible:

Now to have a look at what you are you supposedly "got":

To point out how similar this is to the original ask I send to Rat (exact parts italicized and coloured)

"So, as a semi-professional bed-sharer and a sibling (a twin, even)... Lily, it is fucking weird that you make a married woman share the bed with her sister-in-law, when I suppose (what'-her-name was living somewhere before they got married) it wouldn't be necessary if they were not so fucking codependent on each other."

Lils, you can do better than this! You claim to be a professional writer, yet you don't have the creativity to properly paraphrase/re-write something? Come on!

"I have a fiancé now, and I would never bring up the idea of me, him and my twin sister sharing our bed if it wasn't the end of the world, where is no free couch/futon left - it would just feel... icky, and hella strange."

I don't like random uppercase letters in sentences - I understand they are there to give emphasis, but you could have at least change "hella" to something else (and also properly rewrite the text, again.)

"Especially, since in her story, this bed-sharing doesn't seem like a temporary thing. I don't want to be gross, or be to "sex-focused" but, when you marry someone, don't you want to be alone with them? Not just for sex, but cuddling together while watching a move, or maybe just making out in the morning - there is no way that would be healthy for a newly wed couple to never be alone in their most intimate space."

Lils, get more creative with the rewriting! At least out it in ChatGPT and tell it to "write a similar text" or something, because you nearly took all of the original text, and lazily changed a few things (in a academic setting, this would be called plagiarism, hon. At least try to put as much effort in your rewrote self-asks as I drunk uni student does with their essay.)

And to address the wildly personal "jabs" about me: I will not. I'm a anonymous blog, Lils. A stranger to you. To claim I have incestuous thoughts about my own sister, over something I wrote to a different person about a writing of yours, is just wild. Again, I'm not stupid enough to scream in the void, thinking I can get something through that thick head of yours - I was chating with a different person about a story you voluntary put on the internet to be read and thought about. I never once claimed, it has to apply to my own taste. I send an anonymous ask to Rat about the bed-sharing depicted in your story (mentioning my own personal experience of the topic as well) and how odd I found the reasons behind it in the story.

I not once stated anything personal about you, yet your answer back to the half-baked and plagiarized text, is to insult me and claim I must be projecting and being a whiny cunt.

Why don't you argue against my real points, mentioned in the original ask, and stop with the name calling, Lils?

"I don't know why my silly little fluff stories bother you so much. I don't know why it gets so deep under your fucking sin. Furthermore, I don't care. Sort that out in therapy."

It did not bother me, Lils. I did never wrote a bashing anon ask to you about your writing - I like to think that I have spend enough time on the internet to know the basics of online story reading and the etiquette about it. I would never go up to a upcoming author and spit something like this in their face. I was talking to a different blog about a story. This is all what happened.

Have some green tea, stop fuckin plagiarizing, take a few deep breaths and "sort that out in therapy".

With love,

Anon.

[darlingod]

In an alternative universe were Jude is raised as a normal person, like the other anon say (other anon if you see this you inspired my next 3 months of daydreaming, I love you)

BUT, Cardan ran away from Elfhame, (for the plot and also the abuse), do you think he would fall in love at first punch sight?

Picture this:

Tired af law student Jude with poorly covered eyebags, a triple espresso in one hand, typing furiously on her laptop with the other, trying to finish an essay. When suddenly an overdressed pretty boy walks sassily into the cafe she is at throws ten dollars in the counter (which he found somewhere after starving for one night) and demands their finest delicacy with an annoyingly prideful expression.

She rolls her eyes and ignores the drama, going back to typing.

Every seat in the cafe is occupied save by the convenient extra one on her table and while she is distracted the boy takes a seat, waiting for his order. She glances at him and is taken aback by the faerie ears she thinks are a costume (I'm assuming he forgot to glamour himself because babyboy feels so lost... or he's just dumb).

Anyways we know the drill, he notices her watching, they argue talk for a while, he says something stupid, she gets mad, he gets nervous and smiles which makes her more angry and try to hit him with a chair ;)

Pictured it and DAYUM thank you for sending this!! And did you just come up with that excerpt on the spot??? Regardless, that was good as hell like I was shocked at my attention span for working without me trying. Also the “for the plot” PLSSS 👏🏽

To answer your question lol, IN MY OPINION (i hate saying that), I would say Cardan would have *almost* instant interest/curiosity and like you said, Jude would get mad at something he said, and because dude is so fine she gets all “I’ll fuck you up pretty boy idc” mode. Maybe he ends up slyhanding a piece of paper with his number on it into her jacket or some shit lolll I can definitely see that along with everything that you’ve said. I loved this thank you again anon like that was good and I prefer your stance over mine lmao

In the end, AUs are AUs. Make those bitches fall in love in any way you feel like. If I wrote Jurdan fics it would be fun to mix it up for sure

[navree]

FAVORITE MOVIES OF ALL TIME!

I'll give a Top Four like those people on the red carpet do.

The Lion King. It's the first movie I ever watched and it's genuinely terrific in every sense from story to animation to music to cinematic production, it's perfect. And it's also one of the first ways I was able to bond with my dad, because he's the one who started playing it for me when I was a baby (my dad was studying for the bar while I was an infant so he was the one responsible for taking care of me while my mom worked, it's why I am the way I am honestly) and every time my dad and I visit a city with a theater district, we go see the play.

Rebecca. Obviously, the Hitchcock version, not the dumb remake. It's just sheer perfection, it's so good, and the cast is so brilliant, and Hitchcock, for all his myriad faults, was a phenomenal filmmaker. Plus, I mean, the leads are Joan Fontaine and Laurence fucking Olivier, enough said.

Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time. This is one hundred percent a guilty pleasure pick, but I've loved this movie ever since it came out. Like, yes, it's got flaws, and also they did cast Jake Gyllenhaal and Gemma Arterton, slathered them in spray tan, and expected us to marvel at these clear Persians, but I like it. I like everything about it and I was so into it when it first came out I straight up had it memorized.

Doctor Sleep. Movie of all time. I wrote a whole mini-essay for a class once about all the ways I loved this movie, both on its own and as an adaptation with a very hard job. But the cast is terrific (Ewan McGregor and Rebecca Ferguson and Bruce Greenwood, plus everyone else, hell yeah) and Flanagan is such a gifted director and overall storyteller, it's what got me onto his stuff.

and some top three honorable mentions:

Anchorman and really just any Will Ferrell movie, but my dad and I quote Anchorman to each other so much.

Dune (2021). I really enjoyed all of it, at some point I need to get around to watching Part Two.

If documentaries count, 30 for 30: The Price of Gold (god tier) and if they don't, I've been rewatching the second Fear Street movie recently and it's still great.

[zannolin]

For fic ask game: F, M

F: Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

oh HELL yes i've written so much dialogue i love lately. this never happens (i fucking hate writing dialogue).

“Amanda’s mom unfriended me on Facebook, you know,” he tells Johnny one night, as they sit on the back deck with their feet in the grass. He doesn’t know why he says it. Maybe he just wanted someone to know. In the light glowing through the paper paneling of the door behind them, it’s hard to make out Johnny’s expression. Not that Daniel’s looking, or anything. “That blows,” Johnny finally says. He takes a swig of beer. “You should unfriend her back.” Daniel can’t help the laugh that bubbles up at that. He feels oddly light. Better. “That’s not how Facebook works, Johnny.” A huff, rendered softer by the darkness. “It should be.” “Yeah, everything’s a fight with you, isn’t it?” There’s a pause before Johnny says, “Not everything, LaRusso.” They don’t say anything else for a while after that.

this section from objects in motion is one of my favorite exchanges i wrote in the Entire piece. it just has like. the vibes. like (i hope) as a reader it's obvious with the context that johnny has changed, and johnny is talking about daniel here, and daniel hasn't caught on so there's two completely different levels of conversation going on. plus it's got johnny attempting to be supportive (he's so dumb i love him) and daniel trying to lighten things up with a joke that completely misses the mark and they just kind of sit there because well. what do you say after that. what do you do! they don't know! for me it really captured the essence of where they were in their developing relationship at that point in the narrative.

was also very happy with how the sam and daniel "are you getting a divorce" conversation turned out, but even more so how the subsequent kata-with-johnny one went because there's a lot of subtext there about sam starting to figure things out and she's not sure how to feel about it but she's sort of hesitantly giving a kind of blessing, or the hope of one someday, with the "miguel said you were good together"—like she's asking are you happy and daniel's maybe saying i think so and inviting her to be a part of it. if she wants. i could write essays about my own fics man i've thought about this so much. i love them. BUT ANYWAY i'll stop now.

M: Got any premises on the back burner that you’d care to share?

so many. sooooo many. i have one where sam and johnny get yeeted back to 1985 to witness the all valley that year since daniel's an eternal knot of repression; ft lawrusso kinda sorta, sam and johnny bonding, sam being her father's daughter, and mr miyagi my beloved. i have a concept where daniel from canon universe (somewhere in s1-3 i think) gets swapped with daniel from a different universe where mr. miyagi is still alive and lawrusso is canon, which is an absolute fucking disaster but also great because i get to explore more damanda marriage issues and hey here's a daniel who will actually COMMUNICATE with johnny, and here's a johnny who will actually COMMUNICATE with daniel, and it's not even ooc because i make the rules. there's a vague sam and johnny bonding werewolf au knocking around in my head also, and i really really want to write a johnny and ali fic eventually. i have like a million more but i think that's enough for now.

ask game!!

[avalon-of-babylon]

Okay yeah it's like 90% the All Star we know and meme but it doesn't flow as well which I argue is a big part of what makes the song work.

In this essay I will once again be over annalize the lyrics of All Star by Smash Mouth instead of getting out of bed

Let's literally start at the beginning:

The draft version looks like it would have been the singer saying "I was a dumbass but you know over the years I came to realize fuck what others think there's nothing wrong with being yourself"

The version we got however is a perfect opening to a song which is ultimately about self-actualization and genuine self-expression. "She said I was dumb and up shit creek without a paddle but from where I'm standing she's the dumb one" which when paired with:

Creates not only good momentum but a sense of action. It's literally saying "Life doesn't stop and let you figure it out so why not live your life on your terms and just be yourself. You'll never know unless you try, and you'll never be amazing unless you be yourself"

My mama said to me "Son" she said to me

But the inclusion of this disrupts that momentum by rhyming "me" with "me" and turning the focus the song just turn towards you back on themselves making the next part into a personal story which not only doesn't add to the overall theme but has the calls to action come before the affirmations.

Hey now, you're an all star Get your game on, go play Hey now, you're a rock star Get the show on, get paid And all that glitters is gold Only shooting stars break the mold

What we got however works better because it's telling the listener "you're already amazing, you just need to let yourself shine, you dont need to be like other people" instead of "my mom told me to let myself shine, I'm already amazing, I don't need to be like other people" it creates a sense of unity, one where we are all better for being ourselves and not a weird dude implying we should be like him.

It's a cold place and they say it gets colder You're bundled up now, wait 'til you get older

Back to the flow problem again by having cold instead of cool it creates this odd momentary imbalance in the rhyming by having 3 words rhymed togetherin 2 lines (cold, colder, older) instead of 2 in 2 or 4 in 2 like we see throughout the finished version by just rhyming "colder" and "older"

The ice we skate is getting pretty thin The water's getting warm so you might as well swim My world's on fire, how about yours? That's the way I like it and I never get bored

Unless the line we see is adding the second half of this verse, then the draft is worse for not having it.

Not only is including the dichotomy of hot and cold good for a song with All Star's themes, but much like an onion, it has layers (obligatory Shrek reference). Without the first two lines, the verse is only reinforcing that their way of living is more exciting. However there's a number of ways to interpret the two added lines including "the veneer of normalcy is wearing away; other people are being themselves why not join" or if you want more literal "things are going to hell; why not enjoy the ride". Either way, when paired with the second half, hot and cold take on new meanings; passion and dispersion, individually and conformity, change and stagnation, reality and fantasy, autonomy and heteronomy.

I don't know why I wrote all this, I don't even like the song that much. Maybe I got possessed by the spirit of still living high school English teacher Mrs. Pack. She would do something like spend an entire class period discussing the themes of All Star.

[leuke-rants]

Funny enough the only guy who cares about his country is the least expected in Remarried Empress: Sovieshu

He was rightfully suspicious of Navier when he picked up on the mages' magics disappearing and then learned it's stolen by the Western Kingdom, he's an Emperor, at least he's aware of what is a diplomatic issue and can cause a war between nations

The most unrealistic thing of this Manhwa is that there wasn't a war between the two countries for what Heinrey did, he's a war criminal that's what he is, I wrote a long essay about how dumb the politics actually are, what if it's actually at least accurate and how Sovieshu's a victim of bad writing, also how Navier probably made a few political suicide moves

His entire character is a cheater and people think this is smart writing? You don't need to be a genius to say he's just a plot device

Things can be so simple yet so difficult

If Navier has zero plot armours, the worst she gets is her head on the guillotine and not possibly pregnancy pain in the Canon, I understand she suffered pain due to her husband's betrayal but lady took divorcing him and remarrying someone to even act upset about it, I honestly rather she did lash out to him when they're still married instead of after the divorce. Navier's character shouldn't have been a freaking statue and they shouldn't have written her standoffish attitude towards Sovieshu as being a strong, powerful woman (When will it stop with being cold means being strong? Cold women don't mean they're strong, it can mean they're emotionally insensitive), but ofc then she would show emotions and apparently showing emotions is weak even if it doesn't hurt that she's angry at him and tell him straight, I remember being so angry at Sovieshu for calling Navier heartless for not wanting to host Rashta's baby party but then again, she basically didn't say anything about his attitude towards her, cuz all of their arguments are somehow always about Rashta but not THEM themselves which is definitely why Rashta is suddenly the core issue of their relationship and people act like that without Rashta, they wouldn't be arguing, I'm sorry but if they keep blaming the mistress who literally didn't do anything to them but exist as she's intended, then that relationship is doomed to break with or without the other woman anyway

Navier and Sovieshu never have the "Let's talk about us" talk, it's always ALWAYS about "Why are you so cruel and heartless about Rashta?", "I don't care for Rashta" Rashta this and that! Hell when I first read it as a young teen, I thought Rashta is the issue as well, now? It's a "their issue", not a Rashta issue. I feel like if I put myself as their kid and trust me, it would feel like your parents are fighting over nonsense and they just don't have the same compromise and cannot reach a conclusion at all

People blame Sovieshu for the miscommunication and not Navier who literally outright said that she basically gives no shits about Sovieshu now that he brought home another woman, I'm no longer seeing her through rose tinted lens and my god, it's so clear now

Sovieshu's an asshole, but then I realized his greatest sin is cheating and basically nothing else, the guy didn't abuse his power, didn't abuse servants, didn't try to cause a war or conquer someone's nation (Fuck Birdshit), HE DIDN'T EVEN TRY TO FORCE RASHTA INTO THINGS. It's like he's forced to be a problem when he isn't, like look he was definitely very bad in his marriage and I'm not saying just because he's Emperor he gets to abuse Navier but it feels like they hate him but didn't give him anything bad other than being a cheater. Also for someone who is usually shown to not even be too arrogant to the points he takes no criticism or opinions, really he's only dumb when it's about Navier, he for sure is very selectively illogical when he didn't allow Rashta to do shits that might fuck up many things as Empress but didn't even do a good job MONITORING her, I'm not saying he should lock her up in a lavish palace until she gives birth, I'm saying he should have just kicked Ergi's stupid ass out of her side cuz sir even though you do seem smart but also keep getting inhibited by the power of narrative

Think! His entire character is only a cheater and even that is fucking weird too when it was perfectly acceptable until it's about Navier and it isn't? They really bend logic to make sure Sovieshu is so bloody bad, he can't make one good decision

Now I'm mad Sovieshu got nerfed and dumbed down

Navier only shines because she was surrounded by idiots

Even the thing about her kids inheriting even the Eastern Empire even though they weren't born into the Eastern Empire's Imperial family and really expect the rest of the High Society to be okay with it, no I don't care about some high powered guys forcing Sovieshu to make it so, they were probably from Navier's family anyway, no I'm talking noble houses that aren't from the Trovies but the noble ones in Eastern Empire, sure they're so happy some other royal random kid who has zero ties to the royalty of a country just inheriting it out of nowhere is totally fine, before anyone bringing up the Vict family got the Trovi's blood bullshit, Navier's family is STILL A NOBLE HOUSE, the only reason they're part of the Imperial Family is because they produced glorified babymakers (It's sexist but that's what they are to the Victs) for them, NOT being actual royalty, they're a VIP in-laws family to be the correct fact, there IS a big difference, also it's usually looked down upon for a royal inlaw to abuse their powers by associating with a ruling family so I didn't even see anyone having an issue or bringing that up

Fuck I got political

It wasn't written or stated at all what being VIPs of the Empress club do to the Trovi House and Navier, I'm not suprised after all, her personality boiled down to the Empress complex, that's her birthright anyway

To gather all of what I just said, the author made sure there were no real obstacles for the leads of this story and in doing so, birthed some really bad illogical plots with severely terrible issues

I like to think that after the full ending, Remarried Empress got a war and a revolution on top of that

Trying so hard to be perfect ended up with more cracks than refinement is what Remarried Empress is

I agree in with some things but not with others

For one thing, let's talk about Navier. Navier is written as a perfect protagonist and everything about her is perfect. This is why she doesn't lash out to Sovieshu, only the crybaby Rashta does that. This is why she isn't also to blame for the miscommunication and this is why she always gets what she wants, even if the thing she wants is one of her children inheriting a different empire they have to right to.

This is also why Rashta and Sovieshu are made to be the source of her problems, a perfect empress like Navier would never do or say something that is dumb or wrong, so other people will have to do these things.

About Sovieshu, although I do agree that he was used as a plot device to make us feel bad for Navier and to make Heinrey look good (which in my eyes failed, cause birdshit is a damn psychopath), he wasn't as innocent as you may think

Even before Rashta came into the picture, Sovieshu was not a hood husband. He was critical and dismissive of Navier even before he was being used as a plot device

Let's not forget that he brought home a mistress but didn't really try to make his wife and mistress get along. He was just yelling at Navier to accept Rashta and didn't do anything about Rashta's (accidental) inappropriate behaviour . Then he bagan to neglect and snap at his new wife because he misses his previous one, aka the one he treated like shit. And like you said, he didn't even bother to monitor Rashta, which made it easier for Ergi to manipulate her. He also did force Rashta to learn the names of different people, their family's and which part of the kingdom they are a governor of, even if Rashta can barely read and write and is affected by her pregnancy hormones. He keeps comparing Rashta to Navier all the time and expects her to act exactly like his ex wife, at least when it comes to politics

His relationship with Rashta is hella creepy and predatory. I am not calling Sovieshu a ped0 or even a predator (even if his behaviour towards Rashta is), but the fact that he fell for Rashta's child like personality and demeanour is kinda creepy.

They have a huge power imbalance, not only because Sovieshu is the emperor while Rashta is a runaway slave, but because Rashta's mind has been affected by the trauma of being sold as a slave at such a young age. There are a lot of times where she acts younger than she is (she talks to herself in third person in the novels) and the fact that Sovieshu refers to her as "his prey" doesn't help either

The Remarried Empress comic had shitty world building, messy politics and a narrative that caters to the fl. Every character who is against or dares to criticise Navier is seen as the enemy and the only good people are the ones who kiss the fl's ass.

[bendersmind]

Possession is Nine Tenths of the Music

Okay, so, not really but let me explain (and by "explain" I mean type into the void and hope that someone reads it). I watched the Hardrock Armchair short from "Rite Here, Rite Now" and shock of all shocks, it was a fucking promo for the new album. Or, at least, a telegraphing of the first single.

See, I'm a fan of shitty movies. And because I'm a fan of shitty movies I watch a lot of RedLetterMedia's "Best of the Worst". If you don't, you should. It's hype.

Anyway, three of the movies L.H. Kernson list specifically that are NOT rock docs but narrative films are "Rock 'N' Roll Nightmare", "Black Roses", and "Phantom of the Park". In all three of these movies the music played by the bands spurs a sort of possession in the hearers.

A fourth movie that was mentioned that is not trash(thus I have never actually watched it) was "Häxan". Said movie is a Swedish/Danish silent film that was released in the states as "Witchcraft Through the Ages". According to wikipedia it's a film essay based on the director's study of the "Malleus Maleficarum". For those of you who don't know, which I discovered entirely by accident while playing "Yuppie Psycho" with my friends is most people, that book is also known as "The Hammer of Witches" which was a witch hunting manual by a German madman. Even the contemporaries of the guy who wrote the book thought he was off his nut but it, regardless, became a witchunter manual for the whole fucking world.

Anyway, there is a scene that flashes where a devil is flicking his tongue at a bald pate friar. I guess someone let a Swedish film nerd into the writing room for that deep cut. Anyway, I doubt that the song "Satanized" being the first song with a video that references "Häxan" is a coincidence. Furthermore, L.H.Kernson's listing of three movies regarding possession by music is totes magoats a coincidence as well.

That isn't to say that the album itself isn't what Tumultuous Fringe says it is, an introspective album about human emotions and universal experiences, but thematically I could see much of it being around said human experiences being experienced as possession. Think about it fair reader, what emotion have you heard not attributed to "the devil" at least once? Pretty much every human experience is to be denied per the various incarnations of Christianity. Fuck, there were even anti-natalist groups because our current existence is hell and bearing children is satanic. Look it up! It's true! Protestants made shit weirder than it already was.

Simple explanation of the vomit you just read: Thematically I wouldn't be surprised if the songs of the album we get are human experience as lensed through a view of possession. This is based not only on "Satanized" being a direct reference to "Häxan" but also that the bonus content for "Rite Here, Rite Now" contained 3 shitty b movies that all focus around music being a vector for possession of the listener. Also Satanic Panic shit, but I did years of research on that in college and I'm still tired 15 years later.

Points for consideration: Does knowing that Theme Folly is not only a fan of good movies but also BAD movies makes me feel like less of a dumbass when experiencing his art? Does the same fucking weirdo compel me to actually watch classic films that I've ignored because "LOL, I'm dumb"? Do I really need to read "Phantom of the Opera" again? Why can I still not figure out the line of succession for the fucking Papas?!

P.s: Am I the only person that learned about "The Hammer of Witches" in grade school? Was that not part of the curriculum when talking about the inquisition? Or am I just the freak that went "ooo, some more light reading" like an edgelord Hermione Granger?

[sgt-kiran-1806]

Imma be honest, I wasn't sure if I was gonna do a post about my classpect choices for my TrigunxHomestuck AU but I kept rereading Homestuck and started thinking about things and thought "why the hell not?"

Also @stuck-in-the-ghost-zone and @anachronistic-falsehood tags kept going around my head since I saw them, so this is partially because your tags were very nice thank u guys <3

All that being said, this is just gonna cover Vash and Knives because turns out tired as shit me has a lot to say and no self control so I wrote a lot and if I got into why I made Meryl and Wolfwood's classpects what they are in my AU this was gonna be way too damn long, so I'm cutting it.

Anyway, whole ass essay under the keep reading. Keep in mind I wrote this last night when I was very tired and with a raging headache (still haven't recovered from that) so this might be a bit ✨dramatic✨(and also a bit of a character analysis because, like I said, I had a lot to say but not a lot of self control.)

To begin with, I guess the reason I put Knives and Vash as the Lord of Time and Muse of Space respectively has to do with the fact that they remind me of Calliope and Caliborn for obvious reasons. They're twins of an alien species which, while not extinct per se, they're very much alone since either the other members of their species are not quite like them or, in Calliope and Caliborn's case, they are the only one's of their species in a good, universe-sized radius, among other things I’ll get to later.

But aside from that there's the fact that…I don't really see, or can't see, Vash as a Hope player. Like, sure, he's all about hope and believing in a bright future but Hope players have a very black and white way of thinking (see: Eridan and Jake). And Vash doesn’t really see things that way, he's very much aware that there are layers to the issues between humans and plants, but his insistence doesn't just come from a blind hope that maybe things will work themselves out if he believes hard enough. His insistence comes from the fact that he has spent a good amount of his 150 years of life going around No Man's Land and realizing that yes, humans are stupid and can hurt others just for the sake of hurting people, but the vast majority of them that hurt people do it because they've been cornered and are really out of options in the department of survival (see: Wolfwood, Rosa, and pretty much any petty bandit, since they’re not really out for murder but out for fucking money because they gotta eat), and that even if there are people who go out of their way to hurt others for funsies, there's just as much people out there willing to help others out (Meryl, Luida, Brad (even if he’s a prick at the beginning), Rem). It's all about circumstances and Vash knows this, he just acts dumb as a coping mechanism. Him believing things can work out comes from a place of tribute towards Rem and the knowledge that there is a way things can get better as long as it is given the time and space to be worked on (pun not intended). His vision is nuanced and his feelings towards what his brother does are complicated because he knows he has a reason to act the way he does.

Knives either knows there are layers and doesn't care or he hasn't let himself think about them, because otherwise it would shatter his idea that there's only one true ultimate villain (humanity) that must be defeated in order to attain peace, which the latter is what probably goes through his mind. And this is oversimplifying his point of view, because his disregard of human issues come from the fear of seeing Tesla's body all fucked up by humans on a relatively peaceful environment and thinking that if he doesn’t do something quick they might be next, or more specifically, that Vash will be next. If anything, Knives actually fits better as a Hope player than Vash does. He believes plants to be superior and humans the trash of creation, and thus, he must do what’s right in order to protect what he loves. It might also be because all of the Hope players we see also have this…weird way of seeing themselves as the greatest heroes in their fucked-up/stupid stories, and also because two of them are big, self absorbed assholes. Even Jake is his own kind of self absorbed asshole. One would argue that could be said of Vriska and Meenah as well, but the difference is that they actually have ground to stand on. They say they’re the shit not just for the sake of saying it, they can actually back up that claim. What I’m trying to say is that Knives sees himself as a savior to his species while failing to see that in the process he’s hurting the one person he swore to protect while also subjecting the plants and his brother to become a means to producing his “paradise”, essentially enslaving them, just as humans would have done. And if he does see it, then he justifies it by saying “there’s no other way.” Which, to be honest, reminds me a lot of Eridan in the sense that he, as the Prince of Hope, decided all hopes of beating Jack and bringing back their people were lost, so he decided to destroy the matriorb and go on a murderous rampage. It’s a very “all or nothing” mentality, which is exactly what happens with Knives. He fails to see (or decides no to see) the layers and the nuance of the situation and refuses to listen to any kind of argument against his belief. Because, let’s be real for a hot second here, when was the last time Knives really tried to hear Vash out instead of brushing him off and telling him he’s being delusional/he’s sick and needs to wake up? And by the time he actually listens to Vash when they’re flying up into space, it’s in this high-stress, very emotional moment because he’s trying not to blow a city up. But I digress. 

All that being said, I don’t really think the Hope aspect fits Knives either. 

The reason I think Time and Space fit the twins so much is because of the fact that the aspects seem to encompass the rest to some extent. They’re, to quote the wiki, “the two basic fabrics of reality” which means that without them, nothing else can exist. It’s why every successful Sburb session needs to have a Time and Space player. And if you think about it, it makes sense. For example, Space seems to be similar to the Hope aspect in the sense that their players have a very strong hold on their beliefs, they also resemble the Light aspect because their players also seem to be very knowledgeable (to some extent, i.e: the messages in the clouds in Skia and how Space players seemed to be the ones that paid the most attention to them) about stuff other aspects are not, and of course, it also has a strong relationship with the Life aspect, since it’s the Space player’s duty to breed and care for the frog that will eventually become the new universe in which life will proliferate (and not to mention, all space players have been somewhat related to life, with Jade being a botanist, Kanaya and Porrim being in charge of bringing back trollkind and Calliope being fascinated by the lives of other beings (i.e: trolls and humans) in general, despite her kind being extremely asocial). And the same can be said of the Time aspect: it’s related to death, this of course being a direct relation to the Doom aspect, the Time and Heart aspect seem to share this ability to become splintered (one with time loops and the other via soul splinters), and even though it’s more of a reach, you could say Time and Rage have relation because of the fact that both seem to be related to destruction (although the instances we’ve seen the aspect being used are by destructive classes, that’s why I say it’s more of a reach). I put very specific things as examples, but with the exception of the life and death thing (and maybe the Heart aspect thing), I think the things the Time and Space aspects encompass of other aspects are on a spectrum, and may even vary from player to player.

Obviously, all of the above is more my personal speculation than anything else, but that aside, now that I finally got to the point in my re-read of Homestuck where I’m reacquainted enough with Calliope that I understand why I think her and Vash are similar. And wouldn’t you guess it, it has to do with the fact that they were hoping for their brothers to change. Like, to be fair, in Calliope’s case, she was straight-up lying to herself, but again, to be fair, this stemmed from the fact that she had hope the game would help them understand each other and…well, you can see where I’m going with this. Vash hoped his brother would change, even if deep down he knew he wouldn’t, or at the very least, he wouldn’t change without things going south first. And it wasn’t until things started to go very south where they, both Calliope (the version that overpowered Caliborn) and Vash decided it was enough and sprung into action. I am well aware that the brother thing can also be applied to Knives and to his situation, but you get what I’m saying. 

If I wanted to go through the Caliborn and Knives comparison, then I would point out that Knives, as far as I can tell, was never squeamish about killing (at least not after the Tesla incident), and sees it as something necessary in order to make sure his plans come to fruition. That being said, I think the other thing I would point out is how driven he is. To quote the wiki yet again, Time players “value action over passive acceptance” and “tend to value the destination over the journey”, and what is Knives if not someone with a huge drive to make his dreams of a peaceful paradise for him, his brother and the rest of his kind come true, even it comes at the expense of the human race and the happiness, free will and general freedom of his brother and his kind. Since day one he’s been scheming and finding ways to make things happen, and I don’t know about you guys, but I think at the very least the amount of research he put on to Vash’s powers and how to unlock his gate despite how unbelievably limited the data on Independents were, without actually having Vash captive for 150 to study him is very impressive (and kind of (very) scary). But that’s where the similarities with them end, at the end of the day Knives is 1000 times smarter than Caliborn (and more likable, even if he’s a genocidal maniac). I just think that Knives possesses a lot of the qualities that make up a Time player, and him being a Master Class is because both Vash and Knives are stupidly powerful.

In the end, I guess it’s because the duality of both Vash and Knives’ ideals and personalities can be perfectly encompassed by the duality of the Time and Space aspects. 

(And also because I thought of a great scene between Vashwood and the image has been ingrained in my brain to such a degree that I refuse to change the classpects to something else. It’s like 50% all those things I said 50% gay stuff, ngl.)

Anyway stay tuned for the “why did you make Wolfwood the Knight of Doom and Meryl the Rouge of Light” post. It’ll hopefully be a lot shorter and less convoluted lol. 

[suddenly-sara]

In high school, I had this old english teacher named Mrs. P. She was very old-school (no pun intended) with the way she taught her class, and so it was mandatory that every day we take notes... regardless of what was discussed, or what we felt we needed to write down. She would grade us on our notes, as arbitrary as that was. We very specifically HAD to use the Cornell Note format, we couldn't just jot down our notes in a way that made sense to us. I remember turning in a page of notes one day that basically read, "I don't know what you wanted me to write here, we were listening to other students do presentations for their assignments??" but none the less, we were expected to take notes.

it was dumb as hell.

The other thing she did was give us writing assignments that had a LENGTH requirement. This is where our beef started... because I quickly demonstrated to her that length requirements are entirely skewed by hand-writing style.

If I write all big and bubbly, I can fill a page very quickly and not need to write as much.

But if I write small and meticulously - as I did when I was in high school - it took a LOT more writing to fill that page, making the assignment harder for me simply because I wrote like a draftsman and not a teenage girl. (at the time. Egg hadn't cracked yet, this was the 90s)

She didn't agree, and basically told me to suck it up.

This woman did not like me. I was the student that questioned WHY, and she wanted quiet little obedient androids, and she took that personally. She'd insult my friends and I to our faces, assuming we were too dumb to notice the subtle jabs. So, I went to war with her.

Mrs. P wore friggin' TRIFOCALS. She'd constantly do that thing where you hold the paper out at arm's length with one hand, while adjusting how your glasses sit on your nose to find the right focal length that would allow you to read it with the other. So, I began to write as tiny as absolutely possible, in a fine all-caps draftsman's script. My handwriting was PERFECT... but also basically 6pt font size. I wrote so small that I would put 2 lines of text per full line of paper - one justified to the top, and one justified to the bottom.

____________ JUST LIKE THIS WRITTEN IN TINY ALL-CAPS -----------------

She'd assign a "2 page report" and I'd turn in a 1-page report, written like that. She tried to fail me for not doing the assignment correctly. I pointed out to her that I wrote 2 lines per every one, that there was, in fact, 2 pages worth of text there, and reitterated that if I'd written it in GIANT BUBBLY SCRIPT that I'd actually have LESS information but I'd have fulfilled her arbitrary length requirement. I then directly asked her which she wanted - Filler for the correct length, or an actual answer to her fucking essay question.

Was I being failed because I didn't answer the question? I think if you re-read it you'll find I answered it quite thoroughly. Was I being failed because my penmanship was bad? Every letter is meticulously written and legible. So you're forced to admit that I'm being failed because you wanted me to ramble for another arbitrary page.

And she had to SQUINT and STRAIN to read my work every fucking day for the rest of the school year.

have you and a teacher ever had beef?

[abhorrenttheorizer]

I remember the good old days on my first drawing here about making "spicy mythical creatures". I then realized not long after, that vertebrates are fucking boring. Especially mammals. Primates? Yawn. Cetaceans? Double yawn. Felines? I have been in a boredom induced coma for 7 years. Every extant and extinct mammal look exactly the goddamn same to me.

Now invertebrates? Based as hell, even members of the same genus in some vertebrate species can look vastly different. There are just so many options for invertebrates and using invertebrates for the useage of speculative xenobiology. However, it's difficult to apply such wonderful physiology to mythical creatures which are often a hybrid of a human being with some other dumb ass spiney. Which leaves no wiggle room unless you want to make something completely unrecognizable. Which, for designing inspirations of mythology, completely defeats the purpose.

So, as long as my fickle will to draw is still strong, here is a rebirth of the Sphinx, if the Sphinx was an unholy conglomerate of crustaceans, echinoderms, lions, porcupines, scorpions, pterosaurs, and microbats: (fullscreen for decringing)

Forgive the hypocritical felinoid body plan after I wrote an essay about vertebrate borefests (besides birds, they're somewhat okay). It's been a very long time since I've done anything original and an even longer time since I've done anything original that I didn't abhor. But, if I click my heels and wish on a star enough, perhaps soon I will be making aliens that are not just lobster cats with influencer lips

I'll be talking more about their biology (they're much more interesting inside than outside) once I finish those sketches up. Which should be in about a decade or so.

[jamesbuchannan]

What, Like It’s Hard? | p. one | j.b.b

Summary: Y/N’s boyfriend breaks her heart, calls her dumb, and she decides to go to law school. Also, she spills her coffee on a cute boy :)

A/N: If this sucks pls tell me I will rewrite it.

Pairings: Future Bucky x Stark!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of breakup, self doubt, if there’s more please let me know.

previous part: prologue

You had sat in your room for weeks. What the hell just happened? I mean, you’re Y/N Stark goddamn it. You’re beautiful, you’re smart, your father is Tony Fucking Stark.

Your friends would peek into your room occasionally to make sure you were still alive, bringing a fresh box of tissues along with them. Yeah you were sad because he broke up with you, but it was so much more than that.

“Sweetie, you can’t sit in here for the rest of your life and wallow over some guy,” Meg stated. You knew she was right, but she also didn’t understand.

“Meg, it isn’t just because he broke up with me. Sure, it hurts like hell. But it’s why he broke up with me that hurts more. How could he say those things to me? I’m just as smart, if not smarter, than he is!”

“I know, sweetie, he’s an ass,” she sighed, “What would make you feel better? Smoothies? Spa day? Watch Gavin Porter play field hockey shirtless?”

“Getting into Harvard.”

-

Your academic advisor was absolutely perplexed.

“Y/N, we have spent years working on your masters in education, why the sudden switch? Are you sure this is what you want?”

“I’m not giving up my dreams of becoming a teacher, I just think I can do both,” who said you couldn’t go to Harvard while also teaching the minds of todays youth full time? “I swear I can do this.”

“Okay, this sheet of paper here has all of the information you’ll need for the LSAT,” she hands it across the desk, “it will have study information, exam times you can sign up for, and it says there is no cutoff score, but you need to shoot for higher than a 173. You also need to have a few good recommendation letters and a good essay. Good luck.”

-

Studying was the worst part. What if you’re doing all of this for nothing? What if Kyle was right? Maybe you aren’t smart enough for Harvard.

No, you’ve made it this far. You have studied your ass off, wrote an amazing admissions essay, and have had countless professor write recommendation letters. You’ve got this.

This is the monologue going through your mind as you sit there with your freshly refreshed screen.

Click Here for Your LSAT Score.

“You want me to do it?”

“No, I need to do it,” you sigh, “thanks Meg.”

Click.

178.

Holy shit.

“Holy shit!” Meg yelled, “You did it, Y/N! I’m so proud of you!”

Next came your acceptance letter. It all began to feel so real. How is it that in a span of a few months you decided you wanted to go to Harvard, and now you’re holding your acceptance letter?

-

“You promise you’ll call every single day?”

“I promise, Meg. I’ll even call you on the days where I have to stay up till 4 in the morning studying some boring murder case,” you guys have been hugging for a solid 4 minutes now, “I’ll especially call you if there are any cute boys.”

“Ugh! You better. I need pictures, for science,” she giggles, “and hey, remember, you’ve already proven Kyle wrong. Forget about him.”

“Yeah, I will. I just wanna see his face first.”

-

The ride wasn’t that bad and your dorm room is pretty nice. You have your own room, which is great seeing as you haven’t had to share a room since freshmen year. You spent the whole first day making your room more personal, needing to feel some form of home.

Luckily, you were able to get evening classes, your first class starting at 4pm. It fits perfect with your schedule at the local elementary school, having gotten a teaching job in the Kindergarten department. You’re worried about the time and workload, but you believe in yourself.

It was around 6am as you head towards the parking lot, away from campus. Suddenly, you run into someone full force, knocking your coffee onto your shoes and this stranger.

“Fuck! I’m so sorry! I am such a fuckin’ klutz.”

You look up in the midst of your rambling to see a massive, behemoth of a man. Great, now you look like an idiot in front of this beautiful man.

“It’s okay, genuinely, it’s fine,” he laughs a bit, “Why are you walking off campus at 6am, do you not have class?”

“Um, yeah, I have class later. I’m on my way to work,” Why are you telling this stranger your schedule? God, he’s making you so flustered.

“Work? What, daddy doesn’t pay your tuition?” your face falls a bit, and he can tell, “That made me sound like a douche, didn’t it? It’s just, most of the students here don’t work while in school, they usually don’t need to.”

“I’m a kindergarten teacher. And yes my dad does pay my tuition, but I teach because I love it.”

“Wow, well I admire that. I can’t imagine being a teacher while being in law school. Well, I’ll let you get to work, but it was nice meeting you. I’m James, but my friends call me Bucky.”

“Well, James, I’m Y/N. Hopefully I won’t spill my coffee on you again.”

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