my prof just explained on the syllabus that he’s included more points in the class than we needed to pass, so we could skip up like?? 20 small assignments/quizzes/participation!! and still get a very high grade!!
the idea was that we could focus on assignments that played to our strengths - only do the participation stuff if we like to talk out loud - only do the quizzes/readings if we want to do the class remotely - only do online discussions if we like to talk and share opinions but struggle with anxiety in class ect.
and that’s cool enough but then he pulled up DnD character sheets with drawings he’d done of these hypothetical student player classes and how our various accessibility needs could be gamified to ‘max out’ different aspects of the class to get high grades and like!!!!!
hell yeah!!!! let’s treat accessibility in higher education not just as a necessity but as the fun, engaging, and creative aspect of learning that it is!!! I love this!!
EDIT: For proper credit or further questions about his system please find my professor on twitter @/kurtishanlon
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"In The Double, the protagonist, Golyadkin senior, is persecuted by his double, Golyadkin junior, who resembles him closely in almost every detail. The latter abuses the former with mounting scorn and brutality as the tale proceeds toward its frightening denouement. Characteristic Dostoyevskyan themes of helplessness, victimization, and scandal are beautifully handled here with an artistry that qualifies the story as a small masterpiece.
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Use this one trick to instantly fix all childhood trauma (Jedi Masters don’t want you to know this)!!!!!
That is what every “if Obi-Wan had just— *adds one extra scene to canon* —then Anakin would’ve had perfect mental health and never listened to Palpatine at all,” sounds like to me. Look I am not an expert on any kind of psychology at all let alone early childhood development but,
It is possible to do your very best to help or raise someone and still have bad or imperfect outcomes, especially when you have someone actively, secretly working against you (cough cough Sith Lord of the month cough), (for many reasons, but in this case particularly), because unravelling the mindset built in early childhood is hard, actually.
Coming at this from the “raised in a safe and loving environment” side of things, it took me years to figure out and internalize that my friends whose parents weren’t as great as mine were functioning in an entirely different landscape when it came to their interactions with adults.
Many years ago when I was in middle school a friend (acquaintance? idk I think most people thought I was annoying) told me that her ankle kept giving out and causing her pain. I asked if she'd told her parents so she could rest or go to the doctor. She told me she had, but her mother either hadn't listened or refused to help. My (approximate) responses?
"So it's not actually that bad then?"
"You should tell her again."
"Are you sure you explained it right?"
The only explanation I could comprehend at the time was that there must have been some unclear communication about the situation or its severity--if her mother had understood she was in pain, she couldn't possibly have just not done anything about it? Adults are responsible, caring, etcetera! They wouldn't do that?!
With more experience, I've come to understand better, and learned to respond in kinder, more helpful ways, but the shift in mindset was not and is not intuitive.
And I had the luxury of figuring all that out whilst being safe myself. Coming from the other direction, being in danger and trying to figure out why other people act like the world is safe? I can't say for sure, but I imagine it’s a lot more complicated.
Point with regard to Star Wars being, it really is harder for Anakin, coming in later, to acclimate to the Jedi ways and thought processes than it is for his peers who grew up in the safe environment of the Temple. And whatever arguments people want to have about how much psychology and therapy exist in the Star Wars universe, or how much “Jedi just do cognitive behavioral therapy” (not totally inaccurate, but reductive on several levels), no matter what the answers to those questions, it will still be harder for Anakin.
There is a reason the council changes its mind on training him only after he is suddenly famous and the Sith are proven to be back. When Anakin was not in significant danger of being snatched up by someone else, it was genuinely probably the easier and safer option—for him and everyone else—for him to live a different life.
The Jedi are not necessarily fully prepared for a child with Anakin's history, and, there is nothing bad about living an ordinary life. Anakin would not have been somehow unforgivably robbed by living life as a mechanic or an engineer or something, rather than being a Jedi.
Anakin is a victim of many things in his life—Sidious, Watto, Gardulla, Tatooine’s everything, his own conscious choices—but he is not a victim of malice, incompetence, or idiocy by the Jedi just because they couldn't—in only a decade or so—help him fully and perfectly unravel the mindset he developed in his early childhood. If there was any lack of qualification on their part, it was one they were aware of—but which was outweighed by the danger of little Anakin getting kidnapped out of normal-kid elementary school.
Being brought up in and around slavery absolutely made him more vulnerable to Sidous and became the basis of their dynamic as master and apprentice. Acting like the trauma that affects his mindset and actions for his entire life can be obliterated just by making minimal changes to the plot is wild to me.
And don’t get me wrong, fics and headcanons can do whatever they want, not everyone wants or is trying to write a deep psychological character study (also fanfic and even fiction in general cannot and should not be held to any standard of realism if it's not serving the story and the author)—simple fix-it’s (my love) are fun and an excellent short-cut to other things like happiness and fluff (my other loves)—but don’t act serious about the idea that adding one conversation about his feelings or one extra explanation about Jedi philosophy would automatically lead to Anakin having perfect mental health outcomes and always making good decisions.
Disclaimer (if the ones throughout weren't enough) : please go forth and do whatever you want. the moral of this post is actually just that (1) you won’t convince me, (2) I wanted to talk about this, (3) the clickbait title was too funny not to post, (4) i literally can't open my mouth without phrasing things like i'm in the middle of a heated debate, and (5) i continue to not be an expert in early childhood development—my evidence is very literally anecdotal
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if it's one thing your girl is great at it's making a million different google docs full of lists full of resources, ideas, etc that will help future me when it comes to posting fics.
fic titles are literally one of the biggest lists i have and not even in a perfect world where i write ten fics a day would i ever be able to use all of these, and i don't like to see things go to waste, and i know there's people out there that struggle with titles as much as i do. so i hope this list comes in handy for someone!
i don't think i need to say this but just in case: no one owns fic titles, anyone can use these, a dozen people or one or none. these are literally just words and letters. no one owns them. sharing is caring, enjoy lovies!
★ — ONE WORD.
overboard
runaway
repercussions
sledgehammer
stargazing
symmetry
deathless
honey
retrograde
stitches
gravity
helpline
hollow
suffer
pushing
warrant
want
wonder
emotions
nonchalant
lavender
daydream
nosebleed
jigsaw
static
float
limbs
hologram
careless
lush
rotting
phonograph
hypnotic
splinters
magnetic
wasted
lithium
dealer
she
candles
sabotage
secrets
better
crescendo
deny
phenomenon
nights
guilty
move
criminal
blue
rise
thirsty
strangers
clockwork
closer
hectic
change
somebody
more
misery
like
sour
lowkey
peaches
she
nervous
sympathy
scars
disappear
melody
gemini
cruel
persona
supernatural
nectar
obsessed
casual
tryant
xo
dare
honestly
yummy
out
paradise
nuts
groin
heaven
lost
stardust
tangerine
monolith
lunch
pov
perfume
dealer
tough
arson
★ — TWO WORDS.
hush hush
night away
heart stop
stone heart
waiting for
black rose
sad kids
spine breaker
look here
autumn leaves
for you
spring day
love maze
bad decisions
take two
wild flower
blue side
rainy days
face off
slow dancing
polar night
like crazy
club heaven
deeper water
romantic devil
hold me
angel eyes
picture you
after midnight
twilight zone
drain me
sorry sorry
pretty please
how sweet
bubble gum
empty box
love therapy
play me
red velvet
cherry bullet
midnight guest
cherry wish
code words
ghost walk
bad intentions
atlas hands
broken crown
crystallized words
filthy pride
fresh eyes
heavy feet
hungry ghosts
imaginary paintings
neon jungle
perfect storm
slow hands
stop signs
sad farewells
untranslated stars
after hours
bad liar
bonfire heart
bruised lips
cherry bomb
damaged goods
dead end
fire away
gunpowder hourglass
lonely together
lost language
old moons
one dance
paper knees
sleepy eyes
stolen dance
vice city
artificial heart
cry baby
daylight fading
dream awake
empty bottle
exit wounds
ghost orchards
moving stones
paper walls
oceans away
playing fiction
something wild
wild thoughts
everybody’s fool
eyes closed
storms incarnate
writing tragedies
stereo driver
soul searching
party’s over
backseat driving
fearful heart
backwards directions
nosebleed seats
high hopes
lovers rock
wet dream
selfish soul
washed away
rose rogue
midnight sun
teenage fantasy
wandering romance
sure thing
wildest dreams
rock candy
losing momentum
ruin you
heart holiday
sink her
cut splinters
hot mess
frozen devotion
little star
blind faith
favorite crime
romantic homicide
those eyes
play pretend
plot line
pretty poison
intimidate you
pretty face
strawberry kisses
lovers rock
worlds apart
desperate/separate ways
those eyes
the blonde
loving machine
spill blood
someone’s someone
★ — THREE WORDS.
got my number
happy without me
not over you
crazy for you
back to you
flame of love
just one day
let me know
hold me tight
make it right
closer than this
love me again
still with you
out of love
never let go
love in space
ready to bleed
bleed for love
between the bars
can’t be still
cold morning mist
in cold blood
matter of time
piece by piece
ship to wreck
taut with love
waste a moment
can’t see straight
down and out
in a blackout
just like fire
notes on tenderness
across the room
fire with fire
going half-mad
loving to ruins
rust to gold
send my love
talking in code
cradling a dream
cut to black
dear to me
run me dry
dancing with demons
kiss and tell
if you care
the cry out
steal this night
just for now
heart on fire
hold my head
nobody but you
simple and plain
a familiar sound
fool for you
drown your memory
falling into you
just like heaven
warm like beaches
love that stings
rotting in places
moves on you
save your tears
a single tear
light my cigarette
long nights, daydreams
boys like you
love me forever
hands on me
like a phonograph
taking over me
dug so deep
touch the ground
heart shaped box
where’s my love
tears of gold
lover of mine
love me wrong
kiss or kill
exes and why’s
love is easy
stupid in love
easy to love
lost with you
glimpse of us
keep you safe
death with dignity
just like heaven
heart of glass
baby i’m yours
pull my strings
★ — FOUR+ WORDS.
love me a little
happy without me
you can't hold my heart
wishing on a star
give it to me
around the world in a day
waste it on me
this mess is yours
feeling like i do
on a war path
blood on the surface
corner of the sky
do the divine love
drinking the corinthian sun
everything is laced in (add word)
lost in the moment
in the nick of time
mouth like a pomegranate
the bones you’re made of
when the mania speaks
all desire & no thought
blue in the face
collapsing and relapsing
middle of the night
sail to the sun
lay down your arms
falling into the sky
take me where your heart is
she’s like the bad weather
kill for your love
the cigarette and the smoker
the match and the fuse
saint, i’m a sinner
when the sky comes falling
pretty little hand in mine
even when the sun don’t shine
staring at the sun / sunset
tangled up with you all night
paper airplanes flying
maybe i’m a fool
tastes like rock candy
blood in a lemon
(a) heart ready to die
fate is losing its patience
at least we feel alive
death for your secrets
someone’s gonna ruin you
dancing in a crowded room
smell you on my clothes
always taste like you
leave me wanting more
hunger for (insert here)
swim before you drown
put your hands on me
drink my (these) tears and cry
i’d sleep all day just to dream of you
so high we never stood a chance
i’d break down anytime for you
maybe i’m wrong, or maybe it’s true
i only breathe so that i breathe with you
a worn out cassette
lips on my cold neck
talking in my sleep
make me feel like someone else
locked inside your heart
hooked on her flesh
it’s bloody and raw
the angel of small death
just a couple sinners
smiles cover your heart
charmer and the snake
stuck on your thumb
if i killed someone for you
dancing with your ghost
i miss you, i’m sorry
woman of the hour
shut up and look pretty
queen of the night
devil in a dress
the thought of you
to be your lover
falling over you
just like a movie
love on the line
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