#think this is a Class 45 'Peak'
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A long closed branch line in Derbyshire, April 1962
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I love the moth guy a lot. Such a cool design! He's a photographer, too? What a funky little guy. Do you have more to tell about him?
Patches is a large (about 1.6m long) sphinx moth descended from the family Sphingidae. He is based off of a combination of striped hawk moth and tersa sphinx moth and he is distantly related to both :)
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I have to explain some of the setting - so every few million years, a mountain appears. It appears in the same spot on multiple different parallel dimensions, and it is there for maybe 45 years at a time. During this time is the only time these parallel worlds can touch, intersect, or meet one another. The last time this happened, members of the class Insecta came over, and found a different world with a ludicrously oxygen-rich atmosphere and some extremely energy-dense plants. They were able to develop, in the intervening years between then and the time of the story (think 1910s on earth) into the dominant life forms in this new world, many becoming quite large and developing complex societies and technology of their own.
The mountain reappears. This time, some of our insect characters (Nettle Rove [Staphylinidae] among them, though he is much younger than Patches and arrived at the tail-end of the time window) cross the mountain again, either by accident or on purpose, and find earth there, and human society. There's not enough oxygen there to fly or do much physical activity but they can still survive there and participate in a type of cultural exchange. So we have a First Contact type situation, but that's not what everyone really cares about. See, the humans have climbed the mountain and found at its peak, hidden in the clouds, a city. Completely devoid of life (even microbial), but obviously made by somebody. So the actual premise of the story is the exploration and mystery of this place.
Patches is 18 when the mountain shows up. He has just had a fulfilling caterpillar-hood of territorially murdering everyone he meets (kind of a solitary species! some members of Sphingidae will literally fight to the death if they meet as caterpillars) and, he is naturally extremely curious about the world outside His Tree. he meets his mate/bestie, Rosy Wing and while they do spend a lot of time terrorising everyone they meet, eventually they get interested in what's on the other side of that giant mountain. after meeting up with some humans trying to map the place, a camera-maker has a bright idea to send up Patches, who can hover very still in place, to photograph the strange lifeless city from the air (the humans are in full steampunk swing so obviously they have airships but atmospheric mixing between the different worlds makes it too dangerous to fly them, given that a stray breeze from the insect world might make a combustion engine blow the fuck up). the mixing is also sufficient to allow the insects to fly on the mountain but not for very long, meaning that most exploration of the city is on foot. The development of this aerial photography technique reveals that, from the air, the city appears disproportionately huge, and seems to stretch on for infinity. Because of this, and Patches' part in it all, an entire industry strings up for city exploration, and by Nettle Rove's time twenty years later, it has descended into bitter and violent rivalries between wealthy patrons funding expeditioneer teams. Murder is legal there (it's legal in insect world too. have u met insects? they love murder)
As for Patches himself, he is a barely-socialised semi feral freak with an incredibly upbeat and curious personality who is so so so devoted to Rosy Wing (who is.. similar, but more into people instead of cameras). Until their habit of harassing and thieving from randos goes poorly on a city expedition, and their entire team gets caught in a shootout. There were no recorded survivors. Our guy survived by playing dead but Rosy Wing was not so lucky. With Patches' hindwing in tatters, his only hope of being able to fly again and get of there was to use Rosy Wing's own hindwing as donor material. And that's how he got his name (he didn't have one before) :3
Rosy Wing was similar to an eyed hawk moth in appearance
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In Nettle Rove's time, there is a persistent rumour of some weird old hermit in the city. These claims are dismissed, but something's out there drinking the blood of random expeditioneers, and that thing might know more about what lies at the heart of the city than anyone else...
okay thank you for reading love u
#yes he drinks blood (haemolymph) <3#i had to justify him surviving in areas with no giant flowers for years at a time/over winter without hibernating sooo#setting: thera
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Hysteria - Eddie Munson
Author: @harringtonstilinski
Characters: Eddie Munson x Henderson!Reader
Word Count: 2,078
Warnings: fluff,
Requested: no | yes;
Smut: no | yes;
A/N: Hi, friends! If you like this, please do not hesitate to reblog and give some feedback, whether it be in the reblogs, comments, or my inbox. As always, read at your own risk and enjoy 😊
eddie munson masterlist
eddie munson playlist
“Eddie, stop.”
“Eddie. Stop.”
“Eddie! Stop!”
“Edward Wayne Munson, if you don’t stop, I will cut that beautiful hair off your head.”
All Eddie could do was chuckle, going back to reading his book. Granted his book was D&D related, but still. He was reading and it made you happy.
You were currently at the Munson house, sitting on Eddie’s floor with your back against his mattress, legs bent at the knee with your textbook and notebook leaning against your knees, attempting to do your homework… but, Eddie kept messing with you; putting his finger in your ear, taking a few strands of your hair and dropping it over your face, trying to put his finger in your nose, and taking your pencil, which was the last straw for you.
“Okay, okay, I’ll stop,” he said, moving on his mattress to get into a more comfortable position. “What are you studying for anyway?”
Sighing, you looked between your notebook and textbook as you replied, “Ms. O’Donnell’s class.”
“God, she’s the worst,” he breathed.
“She’s not,” you said, turning your head in the direction of his voice. “Her tests are just… hard.”
“Because she’s the worst.”
Looking up at him with a glare, you narrowed your eyes at him, not relenting until he looked down at you, a smile on his face.
“It’s so easy to get you riled up.”
“You’re the worst.” Going back to your work, you just stare at the paper, moving your pencil back and forth as if lost in your study mody, but really… you couldn’t help but think about the boy behind you, and the first day that you two met.
Sighing to yourself, you looked around the lunchroom, trying to find an empty table to sit. When you found it, you smiled a little to yourself, walking towards the empty seats. Setting your tray of food down, you sat in the chair, bringing out a book to read during the next 45 minutes that was sure to be loud.
You weren’t far into the new chapter of your book before a figure sat in front of you. When you peaked up at him from the top of your book, you couldn’t help but first notice his eyes; the chocolate orbs that sucked you in.
Eddie had spotted you from the moment you stepped foot into the lunchroom, determined to make you his, but not wanting to scare you. He watched as you had smiled at yourself upon finding an empty table. His eyes never left you as you retrieved your book from your bag, Doug’s voice breaking his trance as the former went on about something Corroded Coffin related.
Getting up from his seat, Eddie made quick strides over to your table, slowly sitting in front of you as your nose was stuck in the book in your hands. It was all over for him when you looked up at him, the color of your eyes sucking the fifteen year old boy in.
“Hi,” he said. “I’m Eddie. Munson. Eddie Munson.”
You smiled and told him your name, eyes going back to the words on the pages.
“So… what are you doing all by your lonesome, m’lady?” He reached forward, stealing a single piece of corn from your tray.
“Reading?” you questioned, looking him dead in the eyes. “Why are you over here? Shouldn’t you be with your friends?” You moved your eyes over to where you knew Eddie sat everyday with his friends.
Eddie looked back at his friends, their faces all laced with shock at the sight before them; Eddie… talking to a girl. To them, it was weird because they had never seen him speak to a member of the opposite sex before… and definitely not one that looked as pretty as you.
“Is he insane?” Bobby asked.
“No?” Pauly retorted. “He’s just talking to a girl.”
“A really pretty g– oh, my god. Here they come.”
While the boys were talking, Eddie had asked if you wanted to come sit with them, maybe try and make some new friends, to which you hesitantly replied, “O-Okay.”
As soon as the two of you were in ear shot, you heard their comments, smiling a little to yourself, but when Eddie introduced you to the table, your cheeks grew warm, your demeanor suddenly shy, but instead of showing the emotion, you looked at every Hellfire member, saying your hello’s before Eddie made one of them move.
“Oh, Edd-” you started, only to be interrupted by the teen, him saying, “Nonsense. A lady like you shouldn’t sit among the rest of the people. She sits next to the king, or in this case, the Dungeon Master.”
You chuckled, sitting in the chair next to his, your books resting on your lap. As the rest of the group eased back into their conversations, Eddie looked at you, wondering to himself why you were so tense.
He leaned forward, whispering to you, “Please don’t be shy. We’re not as bad as everyone makes us out to be. We’re not-”
“Freaks?” you asked, turning to head to look into his eyes. “I know. I just–” You sighed again, closing your eyes. “Nevermind.”
“What is it?” Eddie asked, resting his arm on the table, his hand in front of you.
Looking around the cafeteria, you shuttered in a breath before looking back into those chocolate eyes you found yourself getting lost in. “C-Can I tell you later?”
As you watched Eddie nod, you couldn’t help but look at his chin length curls again, saying the one thing that popped into your mind. “I wish I had your hair.”
That caused him to laugh, solidifying your friendship… and your crush on him.
Over the next few months, you grew comfortable with Eddie and his friends, watching as he became a little more serious about the fantasy board game he loved so much, your crush on the boy growing.
Now, as you sat in his room, studying for your first and last Senior final, you couldn’t help but think about that first interaction you had with him, his friends becoming yours. You had ended up becoming friends with Steve Harrington and his clique, but ultimately found yourself hanging out with Eddie and the Hellfire Club more.
Sighing, you closed your textbook, your notebook and pencil keeping your book open a little, acting as a bookmark so that you wouldn’t lose your place. After setting it down on the floor next to you, you turned around, resting your arms on the side of the mattress, your chin finding purchase on your forearms.
Eddie felt your eyes on him as he wrote something down on the notebook you didn’t know he had with him, presumably the notebook he wrote all of his campaign scripts and ideas down in. He looked at you with a side eyed glance, his eyebrows meeting his hairline in question. “Yes, m’lady?”
Taking a deep breath, you leaned your head to the side, your cheek meeting your arms. “Can I… ask you something? Or rather… tell you something?” When he nodded his head, you stood up, watching as he looked at you confused as he moved his book and notebook out of the way, arms spreading to the side as you straddled his waist.
Looking down at a random spot on his Hellfire shirt, you placed your fingers there, lightly drawing random shapes.
Eddie placed his hands on your outer thighs, this position not new to him, as he lightly rubbed his hands up and down. “What’s up, sweets?”
You sighed again, closing your eyes. It was now or never as you took a deep breath, eyes still shut as you whispered, “I think I might be in some kind of love with you.”
His movements stopped, which sent anxiety coursing through your veins. “You… you what?”
“I think I might be in some kind of love with you,” you repeated just as softly. Opening your eyes, you were welcomed with a soft smile on his lips. The lips that you wanted to touch with yours. “I think I have been for a while.”
Eddie sat up, moving to sit a little straighter, your body jostling with his movements. “When?” he asked. “When did you first know?”
“The day we met.” You moved your hand to lightly run your finger on his jawline. “Actually, that’s the day my crush started on you. Falling in love with you was just a bonus.” Looking back in his eyes, you could see the questions forming. “I know what you’re going to ask next, and how I knew it was because you didn’t treat me differently after finding out about my upbringing.
“Yeah, I grew up in rich part of town, was best friends with Steve Harrington–”
“You still are best friends with him, love.”
Tilting your head to the side with an unamused expression, you said, “Yes, I know this. But I’m not in love with him. I’m in love with you, dumbass. My point being - you never treated me differently when you found out who I really was - err, am. Whatever.”
Eddie chuckled, his hands returning to their motions on your outer thighs, eyebrow raising for you to continue.
“The rest of Hellfire never treated me differently, either. You all were the family I never knew I needed. The exact day I fell in love with you was eight months after that, when your band was playing at the Hideout.” You chuckled with your next set of words. “You guys had just perfected Limelight by Rush. One of the greatest songs ever made, by the way.”
“I’ve taught you well,” Eddie said, nodding his head. Holding one of his hands out toward you, he added, “Please continue.”
“And you started singing, but before you actually did–” You swallowed down your nerves, scrunching your eyebrows as your eyes danced around his shirt before moving to his guitar pick necklace, lightly grabbing the pick and resting your hand lightly against his chest before moving your eyes back to his. “You looked right at me and smiled the softest smile you had ever given me. And then you started singing, while never taking your eyes off of me ‘Living on a lighted stage, Approaches the unreal’, and that’s when I knew…
“That I was head over heels for you, Edward Wayne.” You cupped his cheek, not realizing that the two of you were moving towards each other, your noses bumping against the other as you closed your eyes.
Eddie shuddered in a breath as slightly pulled away, hands moving from your thighs to your back, holding you closer to him as he whispered, “I think I might be in some kind of love with you, too, sweets.”
Releasing the breath you were holding, you nudged your nose with his, effectively giving him an eskimo kiss. “When and how?” you asked.
“When - that very same night. You were looking down at your copy of our set list-”
You chuckled, making him chuckle, as well. It was true. A small detail you forgot about until he mentioned it, his words continuing, “- and I knew you had seen the words surprise song written. The moment I played those first notes and you looked up, eyes big with a smile to match, I knew. I knew then that I was in love with you and that…”
His words stopped, eyes opening and landing on yours that had opened during his little storytime. “That what?” you asked, voice so soft he thought he missed it.
“That I was in some kind of love with you,” he whispered, lips catching yours in a sweet kiss.
Your lips moved in sync with Eddie’s, arms wrapped around his neck as his own arms wrapped around your back, holding you to him. You started laughing into the kiss at the feeling of your face being scrunched.
“Why are you laughing?” he asked against your teeth.
“I’m sorry,” you said, pulling back just a smidge to rest your forehead against his. “I can literally feel my face being scrunched. The feeling made me laugh.”
Eddie chuckled, looking into your eyes as your laugh turned into a chuckle. “I love you, m’lady.”
Laughter dying out, your smile was still ever present on your face, hands moving from his neck to his cheeks. “I love you, dungeon master.”
As he kissed your nose, you giggled, happy to finally have Eddie… as yours.
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Posted on March 14, 2024
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exercise 02012024
bike ride to the gym
8 x 10 incline sit ups
3 x 10 pec machine
3 x 10 lat raise
3 x 10 low row
45 minute spin class
3 x 10 cable row
3 x 10 cable press
bike ride to my Mom's and the library, then home
the gym workers received Hershey kisses
checked on my Mom after the gym. she was reading the Johnny Cash biography. i brought the newspaper in and gave her a new library book on the travels of Jacqueline Kennedy. as soon as she saw the new book, she said she was finished with the Johnny Cash biography
returned the JC biography to the library
top left = new books and DVDs at the library
bottom left = the sun peaking through gray skies
bottom right = landscaping service sign. i like how the flower is also in the shape of a hand
i think i'm coming down with a cold. mild symptoms so far
hope you have a peaceful afternoon and evening..
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gonna be bad and upload a lil sneak peak. full chapter should be up some time tomorrow
(9:45 am) Thinking about those beefy thighs
(9:46 am) god i wanna wrap them around my head
Perfect. Smooth. And not too much.
At least he didn't think so at the time. About an hour later Eddie remembered that Steve was at work and possibly reading that text in a room full of prepubescents. And he knew he was going to reap what he sowed when Steve texted him later.
[12:01 pm] You are the ultimate distraction.
(12:02 pm) sry. i forgot you were at work
[12:03 pm] I don't think you are sorry. In fact, I think you need to be punished.
Eddie needed to get a job in coding because there was no emoji that properly conveyed the intensity of the 'boi-yoi-yoi-yoing' going on in his pants. How grateful he was that he didn't need to talk. Texting would cover any stuttering he was sure to do.
(12:04 pm) punishment? 😏
(12:04 pm) what kind of punishment?
[12:05] See me after class, Mr. Munson.
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Another Love Story
Part 1 - The Punishment
"When should I come and pick you up from practice"?
"I should be done by 2:00"
"You should be, or you will be"...
"I-I will be!"
"Alright, you better not be late!"
With that I jumped out of Nat's car being extremely careful not to shut the door too hard. Last time that happened I wasn't able to sit right for a week. I love my girlfriend don't get me wrong but sometimes she can be a bit over controlling, especially when it comes to her cars. Although I am in college I am not allowed to drive and must be driven everywhere by either one of my girlfriends. This rule was put in place after my girlfriends found out that I showed up late to one of my morning classes. They deemed I wasn't mature enough to have my own car because I apparently couldn't handle the responsibility of getting places on time. Though to be honest it's not that bad considering both of my girlfriends own super nice cars. I guess those are the perks when working for the Avengers, you can buy whatever your heart desires. Nat owns a matte black Chevy Corvette with an all black leather interior, along with an all black premium g-class SUV. Whereas Wanda owns a red Porsche 918 Spyder and black Tesla model Y, with red leather seats.
Nat drives off as soon as she sees me enter the building.
Practice was going great, running right on time, even a little early to be honest. Though that sadly all changed when one of my teammates decided to have a smart mouth, causing all of us to hit the line. Once my coach decided that we've had enough he blew his whistle dismissing us from the gym.
"Hey Kate what time is it"?
"It's 2:45, why"?
"SHIT! My girlfriend is going to kill me", I screamed before I could even register the words coming out of my mouth.
"Girlfriend"!? "You're dating someone"? "OMG y/n why didn't you tell me"? "What's her name"?
"Uhhhh.....ummmm.... she uhhh-"
"Oh come on y/n, why would you keep this a secret? Are you embarrassed of her or something"?
"NO! No, it's nothing like that. She's great, I just haven't told anyone because I didn't think it was that important". Truth be told I didn't tell them because not only would they rag on me for dating an Avenger, but I would never hear the end of it if they found out I was dating two.
I quickly threw my clothes in my bag and started running out to the parking lot.
"Hey y/n wait up, we wanna meet your girlfriend". "Is she picking you up"? "Can we say hi"?
"Yes she is and no not today. She's super busy so she's gonna be annoyed that I am late".
Making my way out of the building, I instantly spot the matte black corvette, with tinted windows that are currently shielding the angry redhead who is waiting inside from the prying eyes of my teammates. Glancing behind me I notice my teammates Kate, Leia, Danny, Maya and Jessie all gawking at the car. I just know they are all anxiously waiting to see if they can sneak a peak of my mysterious girlfriend on the inside. However I was not about to let that happen. I quickly open the door just enough to let my body slide in before closing the door right behind me.
"Where the hell were you"?!
"I... pra-practice ran late. I-I didn't know it was going too! I'm sorry"!
*SMACK*
My hand instinctively reached for my face as the red, hot searing pain radiated through my cheek.
"I specifically asked you if you were definitely going to be done at 2 and you said yes! If you didn't know then why lie, huh? What are you hiding"?
"No-nothing! My coach said 2 so that's what I told you".
"Whatever! Oh and don't think this is over, you'll be receiving the rest of your punishment when we get home".
As Natasha pulled out of the parking lot I stole a glance back at my teammates who were all smiling and giggling as the car whipped out of the lot. The drive home was short but filled with an eerie quietness. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife.
Wanda and Nat bought a mansion in Florida as soon as they found out that's where I was planning on attending school. They said they wanted to be able to spend time with me, but honestly it was just to keep an eye on me and make sure I was behaving myself.
That night I was forced to sleep in my own room as opposed to sleeping with my girlfriends in our shared bedroom. Natasha filled Wanda in on what happened as soon as we entered the door and they both deemed it fit for me to go straight to bed, without dinner or anything. Just like a child would get punished if they were to act out.
The following morning I got up bright and early in order to sneak out and ride my bike to school. There was no way I was getting in the car with either one of them, especially Nat after I was so wrongly punished.
The day went great! However I was begging to feel extremely anxious when neither Nat or Wanda texted me asking where I was, or how I left, anything along those lines. After practice I walked out expecting to see my bike waiting for me, but what I saw instead was much worse. The black premium g-class SUV was sitting right in the center of the parking lot and leaning against it was none other than the Black Widow herself. I gulped loudly knowing I was so screwed. I instantly looked around to see if anyone had seen Natasha. To my dismay two of my teammates stood dead in their tracks a few feet behind me staring dumbfounded at the lady before them.
My teammates Sadie and Kate have been dating for two years, however the past year I have been getting the feeling that they are coming on to me. Things like little touches and sweet praises always came from them, making my cheeks burn up. Now I would never in a million years cheat on my girlfriends, but that still didn't stop me from getting flustered every time the two paid extra "attention" to me.
Anyways, as I approached the car Nat instantly lunged, grabbing my wrists.
"You have some nerve leaving this morning without even informing us, especially while you were on punishment", she gritted through her teeth just loud enough for me to hear her and no one else.
"Get in the car NOW"!
"...no"
"WHAT"!
"I-I am not getting in the car till you apologize for how wrongly you treated me yesterday".
"And what makes you think I'm going to do that"?
"Then fine, I am not getting in the car". I swear if looks could kill I'd be 10 feet under by now.
"Well good luck getting home little girl! Wanda already came by and took your bike, so you can have fun walking" and with that Nat got in her car and drove away. I stood there stunned, truly in disbelief that she would actually leave me. Her little girl!
"Hey y/n, do you need a ride home"? I looked over to see Sadie standing by her car looking at me with so much concern.
"Ummm... yes please"
The drive to the house was short and sweet! Nothing compared to the one I shared with Nat the previous day.
"Damnnnnn! This is your place"?
I couldn't find the words to answer her, fear radiating through my body as I noticed the missing car in the driveway. This meant Nat wasn't actually planning on leaving me at my school and now she will be even more pissed that I didn't wait for her to just come back.
"Y/n"?
"Oh umm, yeah! Yes, this is where I live. Thanks so much for the ride", I quickly spit out before taking off from the car to the house. Nat would be home soon and she wasn't going to be happy.
Just as my hand reached the nob and Sadie and Kate pulled out of the driveway, Nat pulled her car up into her spot. Making sure to glare at my teammates as she did.
"shit", I mumbled before turning and darting into the house.
"Y/n, honey you're home", Wanda said, perking up on the couch, but then proceeded to look behind me in search of the other red head. "Y/n, where's Nat"?
"She um... she's coming. She told me to just go ahead".
As I began to make my way up the stairs, taking them two at a time I heard the dreadful sound of the front door being thrown open.
"WHERE THE HELL IS SHE"!?
"Who? Y/n"?
"Yes y/n! She refused to get in the car and instead rode home with that couple on her team that has a crush on her".
"I'm sorry, SHE DID WHAT"?!
Even from upstairs I could see the anger and disbelief on Wanda's face. I knew I was going to be in for it. I quickly pulled off the false board in my closet squeezing myself back into my hiding space. Just as I repositioned the board I heard my bedroom door being thrown open.
"Y/n where the hell are you"?
I gulped backing up away from the board
(1 hour later)
"Where could she have possibly gone"
"I'm not sure", both women continued to look around until it hit Wanda. "The false board"!
With that Nat raced up the stairs, throwing open my closet doors. My heart was pounding rapidly as I heard the board being pried off.
"Ahah! There you are you little brat", before I could plead for forgiveness I felt her hand lace with my hair yanking me out of the closet and down the whole flight of stairs before throwing me onto the living room floor.
"You have some nerve you know it"? Natasha yelled while tying my hands behind my back with her belt.
"Natasha no! I didn't know you were coming back and-and I couldn't walk. Please I'm sorry"!
"Awe honey, it's a little too late to be sorry now isn't it"?
She yanked me up by my arms laying me across her lap and pulling down my pants and panties. Wanda sat across from us in the armchair watching the whole scene play out wearing a mischievous grin.
"Now you are going to count and thank me for each one. Do you understand"?
"ye-yesssss"
"good, your count is 20"
*SMACK*
"On-one, thank you"
*SMACK* *SMACK*
"I'm sorry what was that"?
"I-I meant, thank you daddy".
"Better! Now start over"
*20 spanks later*
"You did so good my love"
"Thank... you.. da-daddy", I got out in between sobs.
The rest of the night was spent cuddling and watching movies. I was curled up into Wanda's side with my head resting on her chest and legs resting on Nat's lap. I've never felt more safe than when I am cuddled up with my favorite red heads.
"When should I come and pick you up from practice"?
"I should be done by 2:00"
"You should be, or you will be"...
"I-I will be!"
"Alright, you better not be late!"
With that I jumped out of Nat's car being extremely careful not to shut the door too hard. Last time that happened I wasn't able to sit right for a week. I love my girlfriend don't get me wrong but sometimes she can be a bit over controlling, especially when it comes to her cars. Although I am in college I am not allowed to drive and must be driven everywhere by either one of my girlfriends. This rule was put in place after my girlfriends found out that I showed up late to one of my morning classes. They deemed I wasn't mature enough to have my own car because I apparently couldn't handle the responsibility of getting places on time. Though to be honest it's not that bad considering both of my girlfriends own super nice cars. I guess those are the perks when working for the Avengers, you can buy whatever your heart desires. Nat owns a matte black Chevy Corvette with an all black leather interior, along with an all black premium g-class SUV. Whereas Wanda owns a red Porsche 918 Spyder and black Tesla model Y, with red leather seats.
Nat drives off as soon as she sees me enter the building.
Practice was going great, running right on time, even a little early to be honest. Though that sadly all changed when one of my teammates decided to have a smart mouth, causing all of us to hit the line. Once my coach decided that we've had enough he blew his whistle dismissing us from the gym.
"Hey Kate what time is it"?
"It's 2:45, why"?
"SHIT! My girlfriend is going to kill me", I screamed before I could even register the words coming out of my mouth.
"Girlfriend"!? "You're dating someone"? "OMG y/n why didn't you tell me"? "What's her name"?
"Uhhhh.....ummmm.... she uhhh-"
"Oh come on y/n, why would you keep this a secret? Are you embarrassed of her or something"?
"NO! No, it's nothing like that. She's great, I just haven't told anyone because I didn't think it was that important". Truth be told I didn't tell them because not only would they rag on me for dating an Avenger, but I would never hear the end of it if they found out I was dating two.
I quickly threw my clothes in my bag and started running out to the parking lot.
"Hey y/n wait up, we wanna meet your girlfriend". "Is she picking you up"? "Can we say hi"?
"Yes she is and no not today. She's super busy so she's gonna be annoyed that I am late".
Making my way out of the building, I instantly spot the matte black corvette, with tinted windows that are currently shielding the angry redhead who is waiting inside from the prying eyes of my teammates. Glancing behind me I notice my teammates Kate, Leia, Danny, Maya and Jessie all gawking at the car. I just know they are all anxiously waiting to see if they can sneak a peak of my mysterious girlfriend on the inside. However I was not about to let that happen. I quickly open the door just enough to let my body slide in before closing the door right behind me.
"Where the hell were you"?!
"I... pra-practice ran late. I-I didn't know it was going too! I'm sorry"!
*SMACK*
My hand instinctively reached for my face as the red, hot searing pain radiated through my cheek.
"I specifically asked you if you were definitely going to be done at 2 and you said yes! If you didn't know then why lie, huh? What are you hiding"?
"No-nothing! My coach said 2 so that's what I told you".
"Whatever! Oh and don't think this is over, you'll be receiving the rest of your punishment when we get home".
As Natasha pulled out of the parking lot I stole a glance back at my teammates who were all smiling and giggling as the car whipped out of the lot. The drive home was short but filled with an eerie quietness. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife.
Wanda and Nat bought a mansion in Florida as soon as they found out that's where I was planning on attending school. They said they wanted to be able to spend time with me, but honestly it was just to keep an eye on me and make sure I was behaving myself.
That night I was forced to sleep in my own room as opposed to sleeping with my girlfriends in our shared bedroom. Natasha filled Wanda in on what happened as soon as we entered the door and they both deemed it fit for me to go straight to bed, without dinner or anything. Just like a child would get punished if they were to act out.
The following morning I got up bright and early in order to sneak out and ride my bike to school. There was no way I was getting in the car with either one of them, especially Nat after I was so wrongly punished.
The day went great! However I was begging to feel extremely anxious when neither Nat or Wanda texted me asking where I was, or how I left, anything along those lines. After practice I walked out expecting to see my bike waiting for me, but what I saw instead was much worse. The black premium g-class SUV was sitting right in the center of the parking lot and leaning against it was none other than the Black Widow herself. I gulped loudly knowing I was so screwed. I instantly looked around to see if anyone had seen Natasha. To my dismay two of my teammates stood dead in their tracks a few feet behind me staring dumbfounded at the lady before them.
My teammates Sadie and Kate have been dating for two years, however the past year I have been getting the feeling that they are coming on to me. Things like little touches and sweet praises always came from them, making my cheeks burn up. Now I would never in a million years cheat on my girlfriends, but that still didn't stop me from getting flustered every time the two paid extra "attention" to me.
Anyways, as I approached the car Nat instantly lunged, grabbing my wrists.
"You have some nerve leaving this morning without even informing us, especially while you were on punishment", she gritted through her teeth just loud enough for me to hear her and no one else.
"Get in the car NOW"!
"...no"
"WHAT"!
"I-I am not getting in the car till you apologize for how wrongly you treated me yesterday".
"And what makes you think I'm going to do that"?
"Then fine, I am not getting in the car". I swear if looks could kill I'd be 10 feet under by now.
"Well good luck getting home little girl! Wanda already came by and took your bike, so you can have fun walking" and with that Nat got in her car and drove away. I stood there stunned, truly in disbelief that she would actually leave me. Her little girl!
"Hey y/n, do you need a ride home"? I looked over to see Sadie standing by her car looking at me with so much concern.
"Ummm... yes please"
The drive to the house was short and sweet! Nothing compared to the one I shared with Nat the previous day.
"Damnnnnn! This is your place"?
I couldn't find the words to answer her, fear radiating through my body as I noticed the missing car in the driveway. This meant Nat wasn't actually planning on leaving me at my school and now she will be even more pissed that I didn't wait for her to just come back.
"Y/n"?
"Oh umm, yeah! Yes, this is where I live. Thanks so much for the ride", I quickly spit out before taking off from the car to the house. Nat would be home soon and she wasn't going to be happy.
Just as my hand reached the nob and Sadie and Kate pulled out of the driveway, Nat pulled her car up into her spot. Making sure to glare at my teammates as she did.
"shit", I mumbled before turning and darting into the house.
"Y/n, honey you're home", Wanda said, perking up on the couch, but then proceeded to look behind me in search of the other red head. "Y/n, where's Nat"?
"She um... she's coming. She told me to just go ahead".
As I began to make my way up the stairs, taking them two at a time I heard the dreadful sound of the front door being thrown open.
"WHERE THE HELL IS SHE"!?
"Who? Y/n"?
"Yes y/n! She refused to get in the car and instead rode home with that couple on her team that has a crush on her".
"I'm sorry, SHE DID WHAT"?!
Even from upstairs I could see the anger and disbelief on Wanda's face. I knew I was going to be in for it. I quickly pulled off the false board in my closet squeezing myself back into my hiding space. Just as I repositioned the board I heard my bedroom door being thrown open.
"Y/n where the hell are you"?
I gulped backing up away from the board
(1 hour later)
"Where could she have possibly gone"
"I'm not sure", both women continued to look around until it hit Wanda. "The false board"!
With that Nat raced up the stairs, throwing open my closet doors. My heart was pounding rapidly as I heard the board being pried off.
"Ahah! There you are you little brat", before I could plead for forgiveness I felt her hand lace with my hair yanking me out of the closet and down the whole flight of stairs before throwing me onto the living room floor.
"You have some nerve you know it"? Natasha yelled while tying my hands behind my back with her belt.
"Natasha no! I didn't know you were coming back and-and I couldn't walk. Please I'm sorry"!
"Awe honey, it's a little too late to be sorry now isn't it"?
She yanked me up by my arms laying me across her lap and pulling down my pants and panties. Wanda sat across from us in the armchair watching the whole scene play out wearing a mischievous grin.
"Now you are going to count and thank me for each one. Do you understand"?
"ye-yesssss"
"good, your count is 20"
*SMACK*
"On-one, thank you"
*SMACK* *SMACK*
"I'm sorry what was that"?
"I-I meant, thank you daddy".
"Better! Now start over"
*20 spanks later*
"You did so good my love"
"Thank... you.. da-daddy", I got out in between sobs.
The rest of the night was spent cuddling and watching movies. I was curled up into Wanda's side with my head resting on her chest and legs resting on Nat's lap. I've never felt more safe than when I am cuddled up with my favorite red heads.
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Red White and Royal Blue Notes Day 1
WARNING: Spoilers for both the Red White and Royal Blue movie and the book up to chapter 5
I think it’s funny that Alex’s love story is referred to as Shakespearean considering what’s to come.
“It’s funny how you think everything is about you” (page 14). Lol- especially bc he’s the literal main character of this story.
“Systematically drunk” (15) LOL
“Mutual antagonists” (17)
“Sorry I’m not obsessed with you like everyone else” (18). Oh buddy that’ll change soon. (Alex about Henry)
OMG that whole conversation is so good!
Cakegate is really funny for some reason.
“As the president all I want is to have the CIA fake your death, and ride the dead kid sympathy into a second term.” (23) I see where Alex gets it from.
The foreshadowing! Like Zarah telling Alex to gush about Henry like he’s his prom date.
“I’ll do it but I won’t have any fun” (Alex) “God, I hope not.” (Zarah 27) HAH! Alex is going to have fun, maybe too much fun.
Look I know Alex thinks it’s nerdy but if someone told me Great Expectations was their favorite book I would like them even more.
Ugh! the foreshadowing in this is just so good like when Nora speculate on why Alex has to sign an NDA and one of the reason she give is that he’s (the prince) is Gay. Lol (page 39)
Lol Alex being unable to decide if he Texan or Mexican side is more upset about English Breakfast (page 41)
Foreshadowing- Alex says Henry is “annoyingly attractive (43)
I don’t know if being an English major broke me or if I’m a mega nerd, but I want to write a literary analysis paper on this so badly.
Alex’s reasoning for wanting to get into politics is so wholesome (43)
Henry’s interaction with the caner patient is so cute (45)!
“You’re not the prince of me” (47). It’s just so good. Has this author written anything else? Please tell me they have. OMG they have! I will be needing all of their books now thank you very much.
“Are you trying to psycho analyzed me?” (49) lol, I feel like I say a variation of the this all the time when I’m with my psych major friend.
“I’m sensing an ellipsis (Henry) “It’s just…” (Alex) 51. This book sort of dose that thing that White Teeth did where it’s aware that it’s a novel, but it doesn't do it the same way. It’s more subtle and uses more irony.
Okay Alex and Henry bonding over Star Wars is sweet and kind of nerdy. I like it.
“But isn’t there something to be valued in a happy ending as well?” (52)
Alex taking a class called The Press and The Presidency is absolutely hilarious to me.
That one commenter ships it (55)
“B*tch McConnell- I’m dying homygod
Like Senator Luna, I to can be easily bribed with candy
More foreshadowing on 57. Also I don’t know why but I’m not getting good vibes from Senator Luna
Old money Sith powers also has me dying
The president of united states comparing her children to possums is so funny.
Also her reminding her children to not discuss their murder plots in front of her
Ugh this book is so good!
“Leeme romance the hell out of some focus groups” (66) This book is gold
The text exchange on 68-9 is amazing
I can only hope to write something this amazing one day.
Nora asking Alex if he’s reading fanfiction about himself made me laugh out loud- at work, granted it’s deader than Marley in this place today
The whole bit with the Turkey is just glorious! Ya did it to yourself Alex.
The way Henry talks to his dog is so cute, and so it the fact that he watches The Great British Bake Off
Amy’s great!
Page 90- Yes Alex go off!
I love Bea, she’s great, peak sister energy
June is also peak sister energy.
95- more foreshadowing when June talks about it being like a rom com
“You know I love chaos” (Nora)- 96
I think its really sweet that Henry wants to be a writer
107- the first kiss! (Squeals)
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Thursday 6th July 2023
The little alarm clock went berserk at 7am this morning keeping its part of the bargain to get us up in time for the coach to Lake Louise. Bleerily we peered at our fellow passengers and admired the stoicism that they could so seemingly muster in the circumstances. The Lake is 45 mins away and Lake Louise village is first stop followed 4km later by the lake itself. This coach did not have National Express written down its side, but it so easily could have come from the same stable. Our Japanese immigrant driver rattled on in what could have passed as English, and we hoped whatever it was, was not important.
Now we have been in Canada long enough to be able to form an opinion on lake rankings. We have seen amazing lakes that go on forever; the size of Wales maybe. Others that you may not even comment on. Lake Louise was in a class on its own and thoroughly deserves the reputation it has won for itself. Unlike most lakes, you climb to get to it. The road snakes its way 4km up quite a steep hillside, passing expensive holiday resorts along the way. Then ahead of you dominating the immediate skyline is the highly impressive Fairmont Chateau Hotel which $1500 per night will buy you a double room overlooking the Lake. Reviews are generous and appreciative of the stunning location. Breakfast not included. The view these fortunate people gasp in when the curtains are flung back in the am is one of breathtaking beauty. What you will see is a turquoise blue stretch of water surrounded by huge mountains and six cradled glaciers staring back you. It is a sight to be transfixed by. Most people get off their coach and stand at the nearest point and gawp. Whatever difficulty, cost or inconvenience suffered to this point is soon forgotten. After our initial gawp, we, with limited time available, began a counter clockwise walk around the perimeter of the Lake. Wildlife tally; several chipmunks. After a meagre sandwich and a 2.5hr stop, we returned to meet our coach and the driver recommenced telling us stuff we still couldn't understand.
Our frenetic tour of these parts continued after an early evening meal. We had booked to travel up the Gondola despite Martine's lifetime fear of heights. The local no.1 bus took us to the base of Sulphur Mountain and the nerve centre for Gondolas. We were soon loaded up into our little Gondola and away we went climbing 7486ft into the evening sky alighting into another world, a world of mountain peaks and vast panoramic vistas which could be appreciated from an extensive network of boardwalks. At ground level it is hard to appreciate just how many mountain peaks there are. On the ground you see the mountain next to you, a mile and a half up, you see what is behind that mountain and behind that. It was such a good trip. Returning to earth and downtown, we returned to the Banff Avenue Brewing Company for a top up on our previous visit. I think I had the 'Smashed Head '.
This has been a great couple of days in Banff. A lot accomplished and despite a very busy tiring day, we are ready for moving on tomorrow to Jasper.
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Mini Fanfic #1045: A Start of a Brand New Year! (Super Smash Bros Ultimate)
10:45 a.m. Outside of La Shy Guy's Café......
'Bonk'
CHEERS!
Sonic: (Takes a Sip of his Frappuccino Before Letting Out a Satisfied Sigh) We made it through another year, fellas.
Shadow: With little to no regrets attached.
Mario: (Smiles Softly) And a new beginning for each of us take head on. (Takes a Sip of His Caffé Mocha Before Putting his Cup Down on the Cup Plate) So what kind of resolutions you boys have planned for this new year?
Shadow: Get more sleep and relaxation. ('Sigh') But given what my recent work schedule looks like, I doubt that would happen anytime soon....(Takes a Sip of his Black Coffee Before Turning his Head to Sonic) What about you, Sonic?
Sonic: Huh. (Starts Using his Finger to Scratch the Top of his Head a Little) I haven't really give it much thought as of late....Though I did say I wanted to explore the world more.
Mario: Ooh! Speaking of which, I've been thinking. How about we all spend our next family vacation at the New Donk City this summer.
Sonic: New Donk City, huh?
Shadow: Isn't that one of the locations you venture through in one of your adventures?
Mario: (Happily Nodded) Yep. It's also the place your Uncle Luigi and I grew up in. Kind of. (Gives Sonic and Shadow his Phone With a Picture of Huge City) It used to to be called New York City till Pauline decided to change York to Donk when she became mayor.
Sonic: (Snaps his Fingers) Ah yeah. I remember Yoshi telling me about her once. Was she really your ex at one point in your life?
Mario: That's right. We started dating during our high school. She was one of popular girls in our class...(Chuckles Lightly) And I was the dork that somehow peaked her interest. (Smiles Softly at the Memories) Doesn't change the fact that we enjoyed each other's company though. We eat out at a local burger joint together everyday after school, walked home together, go to the movies and watch any action pack and cheesy romance films they were showing off at the time, you name it and we'd probably might've done that at one point. But eventually, when we grew older and jumpstarted our respective businesses, we....drifted apart from there. It'll be nice for the two of us to catch up more properly. ('Sigh') And here's hoping your mother get along and don't get too jealous of her.....
Shadow: I'd never pictured mother to be the jealous type....
Mario: She doesn't act that way all too often, but when she does, hooooo boy, it definitely shows! I remember this one when her and I went to this really fancy restaurant at the Mushroom Kingdom and....
As Mario goes on to explain his princess' jealous side, Sonic been strolling and looking through all the pictures his father took so far on his phone. That is until he stumbled one in particular that made his eyes widened in shock, making him feel the need to throw up before swallowing it all in and panting rapidly
Shadow: (Turns to the Blue Blur Beside Him) Is everything alright, Sonic?
Sonic: ('Sighs Heavily') Yeah.....I just saw something.....REALLY horrifying on dad's phone right now?
Shadow: (Raises an Eyebrow in Confusion) Like what exactly?
Sonic: You sure you wanna know what it is? It'll might sacre you for life.
Shadow: ('Hmph') Please. I've seen far worse in the past. I'm sure whatever it is you saw might not be as bad as you- (Eyes Suddenly Begins to Widened at the Picture Sonic Shows to Him in Front of his Face) I-Is that-
Sonic: Yep.
Shadow: Wearing a-
Sonic: Uhhh-huh.
Shadow slowly turns to Mario who is still talking.
Mario: And when I ask for a receipt, she-
Shadow: Father!
Mario: Y-Yes, Shadow?
Shadow: ('Clears Throat') Forgive me intrusion from telling us of your story, but.....(Takes a Deep Breath Before Speaking Again) Could you please tell us why there's a picture of you wearing a....very.....seductive bunny outfit?
Mario: (Raises an Eyebrow in Confusion) A seductive bunny out- (Eyes Immediately Widens as He Gasps at the Realization) Oh no. Oh nonononononono! (Quickly Snatches the Phone Out of Sonic's Hands) You two weren't supposed to see any of that!!!
Shadow: Well, unfortunately for the both of us, we did.
Sonic: (Crosses his Arms) And now you got a a lot of explaining to do, Mr. Bunny Boi.
Mario: B-But-
Shadow: Now, father.
Mario: ('Sighs in Utter Defeat') Okay, so.....Last year, on the night of Easter, your mother suggested that we should try something special for the occasion. So she had me wearing that bunny suit and....well...uhhh....(Starts Rubbing The Back of his Head Back and Forth in a Flustered Like Manner) Y-You see, when a man and a woman love each other very much, they-
Sonic: (Quickly Turn his Head Away While Waving Both of his Hands in Defense) Nonono! Don't even try to finish that sentence! I do not wanna hear any talk about the birds and the bees crap from our old man!!
Mario: (Gives Sonic a Deadpinned Look on his Face) Sonic, you're a growing hedgehog with a girlfriend to love and cherish. You're going to have to learn about this kind of stuff sooner or later.
Shadow: He's right. There's no point of ignoring it any longer. But considering how immature you still are, I doubt you would learn much anyways.
Sonic: (Immediately Glares at Shadow) Uh excuse you!?
Shadow: Not excused.
Sonic: Shut up! I'm way more mature than any of you give me credit for!
Shadow: (Raises an Eyebrow) Really? Then how come you're still afraid of water?
Sonic: Hey, I have no control on what scares me or not, okay? And besides, I'm not scared of EVERYTHING water related. I drink a bottle of water after a good workout, water some plants for Mrs. Crocodile's garden, and let's not forget that I have take many showers!....on occasions.
Shadow: .......How that Rose would fall for someone like you will always be mystery to me.
Sonic: At least I have a girlfriend! Meanwhile, you're a workaholic with hardly any social skills.
Shadow: I work for a highly professional agency, Sonic. I don't have all the time in the world to go out and socialize.
Sonic: Oh but have you time to hang out with Rouge, Omega, Lil Sis, and ESPECIALLY mom!
Shadow: That's because they're family, smart-ass! You know as well as I do that I would do anything for them.
Sonic: Which is all fine and dandy and all, but I'm just saying: you keep being a lone hedgehog long enough...(Smirks at Shadow) You'll be known as the Ultimate Virgin in no time.
Shadow: Bold of you to predict a false future scenario, lover boy. Assuming your relationship with Rose would even last that long.
Sonic: (Slowly Turns his Head Back to Shadow With Another Glare) I beg your pardon.
Shadow: Pardon not excuse.
Sonic: SHUT. UP WITH THAT!!
Mario: (Watches the Two Hedgehogs Continues to Argue Among One Another With the Same Deadpinned Expression on his Face) (First day of the new years and those two are already at each other's throat. ('Sigh') So much for wishful thinking I guess....)
'Bzzzzzzt'
Mario picks up his phone from the table and begins to read the message that was just sent by Peach
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Peach: Oh Mario!~ I just found out that this year will be the Year of the Rabbits!
Peach: And guess who will be play alongside you as the world's sexist bunnies of our bedroom tonight?~
..................................................................
Mario blushes bright red as he sees a picture sent to him, of Peach wearing a pink, seductive bunny suit winking and blowing a kiss at the screen, with a text below that says "Can't Wait for Our Lovely Night Together, Mr. Bunny Boi~"
Mario: ..........On second thought. Maybe this year wouldn't be too stressful after all. Mamma Mia, Peach.....
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45, 46, and 48 for the ask game?
heyo thanks for asking! ☆
danganronpa ask game
(dr3 spoilers below)
45. unpopular opinion
might be controversial but i dont think nanami should have died tbh? i also have a love-hate relationship with the concept of class rep nanami. her classmates revere her as some sort of martyr after her death which was such a rushed plot hack the more i think abt it,, like i know her death is integral to the plot of sdr2 but i wish she just got to be normal (not like neurotypical normal because lord knows her brain is full of autism /pos but like alive and well normal)
but i do like how mostly everyone perceived this scene as hinata healing from his trauma and letting nanami go so he can openly love again :( kmhn 4 da win
(not necessarily unpopular but related and something i think about a lot) i do think hinata struggles with comphet. given the fact that he is fucking obsessed with hopes peak to the point that he would go and lobotomize himself over it sorta mixed in with the weird feelings he was experiencing over nanami's (an ultimate) attention, he probably misinterpreted his own twisted admiration as a crush? meanwhile nanami saw him as her only real friend. hinata kinnie momence lol the dude will crush on anyone who gives him attention lol idk if that makes sense but yeah
46. unpopular headcanon
au in which chiaki is very much alive and well and is in fact roomies with komahina post sdr2 (ibukane are there) (this isnt unpopular it simply does not exist) (i am currently making it exist as we speak) (teehee)
48. favorite ost
kami-iro awase by binaria, zettai kibou birthday by megumi ogata, and every ver of underground trial by masafumi takada !! also debate scrum because shitty edm brainrot
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Top 5 comics you've read?
This one could probably change often (I've also haven't read almost a single comic that didn't give me mixed feelings, which makes it complicated xD).
Okay, first I'm going to list three runs from Image comics that I haven't finished. But I LOVED them and I’m eager to return to them now that I seem to be in the mood to read comics again, so:
Saga. SF/F series STILL ONGOING (it must be like 70 issues now?? It was at 50 or so when I stopped). Epic space opera drama about a family amidst a war. The leads are two lovers from different worlds in a sort of cold war with each other, Alana and Marko. She'd been assigned to guard him as a prisoner. They escaped together, and the story starts with Alana giving birth to their daughter, Hazel, the narrator of the series. The story gets more and more complicated, with a revolving door of allies and enemies. I really enjoyed the art and found the world-building inspiring.
The Wicked + The Divine. Contemporary fantasy. It has 45 issues for some extras. IIRC I read about half of it. It's about people who've discovered they're reincarnated deities, with powers that grant them fame. They're all doomed to die within two years, in a recurrent cycle (they resurfaced every 90 years or so).
Paper Girls. Mystery/sci-fi, shorter with 30 issues. Four 12yo girls who worked delivering newspapers in the 80s encounter invaders from the future and are caught in a conflict between two factions of time travellers.
If I were to choose a Marvel one I'd pick Tony's second drinking arc -which is definitely cheating as it expands over like 40 Iron Man issues AND extends to other runs but. I like it best xD. It took care to develop the issue and Tony's inner conflict, it includes Rhodey taking the mantle... it's good.
Choosing from DC is harder because I definitely have Complaints about like, every run I like xD. Like, this weekend I read a Catwoman run called "The Catfile"; I enjoyed the argument (Selina is captured by a shady group that wants her to steal for them. They put a killing chip on her to control her, and she has to engineer a way to escape). The art was peak Horny Male Artist That Needs Anatomy Classes Though xD. And I have my issues with runs like Under the Red Hood or Hush, some of my favourite ones (the first one for Jason’s resurrection arc, ofc, and the second largely for the Batcat content).
But rn I was thinking about "Batman: A Night on the Town", which is basically a cute little thing about Batman and Catwoman having a weird date night as they capture criminals xD (and which I've actually written smutty fic about lol), so I'm going with that.
#missbrunettebarbie#replies#talking to the void#my thoughts#comics#image comics#saga#the wicked and the divine#paper girls#iron man comics#dc comics#marvel thoughts#dc thoughts#batcat#top 5s
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CHAPTER FOUR | THE BODY
WC: 3,285
Jennifer rolled onto her back then on to her side, looking at her alarm clock. 3:45 AM. Flopping onto her back, she thought she wouldn’t have gone to school due to the images of Will’s deceased body that continued to cloud her mind. The images are trapped in her brain like a VHS tape on replay. Tears well up in her eyes as she stares at the ceiling above before she begins to sob silently. It hurt because Will was just a child. A child who had a life ahead of him. And now, it was destroyed. After many attempts, Jennifer finally manages to get herself to fall asleep.
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The next morning rolled around faster than she expected as Jennifer headed to school as usual, trying not to think about last night. She runs into Nancy and Steve, looking in Nancy’s direction to see that she wanted to announce something. Jennifer began to sweat, worried she’d tell Steve about her being jealous of them. But alas, she didn’t. Nancy wanted to talk about what she and Jennifer saw in his backyard. When Nancy explains everything to Steve, he looks at them both confused out of his mind and probably thinking they were crazy.
“So, wait a sec. I don’t understand. The two of you went back to my house?”
“To look for Barb,” Nancy says as you roll your eyes.
“Yeah, okay, but why didn’t you just talk to me.”
“I don’t know, I… We were scared.”
“You seriously think that you both saw a guy in a mask just hanging out in my yard?”
“I don’t think it was a mask,” Nancy adds.
“But he had no face?” Steve asks, skeptical.
“I swear, I saw nothing. I believed it was a dog, or a fox. It could’ve been a coyote.” You cut in.
“I don’t know, I just… I have a terrible feeling about this.”
Steve begins to relax, changing his stance where he leans against the brick wall behind him. Across from him, Jennifer is pretty much in the same position as him, but her hand holds the strap of her backpack.
“Oh, this is bad. This is really bad.”
“What?”
“The cops…they’re gonna wanna talk to all of us now. Tommy, Carol, even you, Jennifer. Everybody who was at the party.”
“So?” Nancy asks, folding her arms against her chest.
“My parents are gonna murder me!”
“Steve, are you serious right now?" Jennifer asks as he looks over at her then back at Nancy.
His eyes were soft but annoyed.
"Jennifer, Nancy. You both don't understand. My Dad's a grade-A asshole."
"Barb is missing! And you're worried about your Dad?" Nancy questions.
"Ok, just... when you talk to the cops, just... don't mention the beers. It's just gonna get the three of us in trouble and Barbra's got nothing to do with it okay." He says.
Nancy scoffs.
"I can't believe you right now. I can't believe you."
"Nancy. Nancy, wait!"
"Nancy!" Jennifer shouts, but it's no use.
She turns her heel and walks away leaving Jennifer and Steve alone together, cutting the conversation between them short. She and Steve look at each other. Jennifer rolls your eyes.
“Will they question me?”
“Yes, but when or if they do just—”
“Don’t mention the beers or Barbra, got it. You know, you’re an ass, Steve.”
Jennifer turns from him and walks back to the school, leaving him standing there on his own before following after her.
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In class, the teacher reads aloud the story in his hands; Heart Of Darkness. Of course Jennifer wasn't paying attention since she is currently doodling on a piece of notebook paper, and Nancy is staring blankly out the window. Suddenly, a woman opens the door and peaks her head in as she calls out a name.
"Nancy Wheeler?" The woman calls. "If you'll come with me, please?"
Nancy rises and collects her things before walking out of the classroom with her things in hand. She follows the woman out of the class as Jennifer wants to know why she left suddenly. You assumed it was the police ready to interrogate Nancy. Jennifer wanted to know what Nancy will say about her, or if she’ll even mention her at all. Raising her hand, the teacher looks over at her sighing in annoyance.
"Yes, Ms. Henderson?"
"I, uh, have to use the bathroom.." She lies.
"It's not the time to use it. You can after we're done with the chapter."
She then comes up with a perfect excuse. Period. Certain men get uncomfortable, so she’s gonna do that now. Jennifer is going to embarrass her male teacher.
"I don't think you understand. I... I am on my period which has caused me to bleed very heavy. Do you know how hard it is to come to school when you feel like there's barbed wire wrapped around your waist, and massive amounts of blood. And, don't even get me started on the--"
"Just... just go. This is the only exception."
"Thank you,"
Jennifer makes way towards the door and smiles at herself before walking out and towards the cafeteria, wondering where Nancy went. Upon hearing a conversation, she looks through the opened door and sees two officers sitting on one side of a table in the cafeteria as Nancy and her mother, Mrs. Wheeler, sit across from them.
"This argument you and Barbra had? What exactly was it about?"
"It wasn't really an argument. Barb just wanted to leave. I just… I was in a mood because of Jennifer."
"Jennifer Henderson?"
Nancy finishes her sentence. "Yeah, she was there too -- So, I... I told her to just go home."
"Then what?"
"Then I went upstairs to put on some dry clothes,"
"And the next day, you returned and saw a bear, you're thinking?"
"I don't know what it was, but... I think it may have taken Barb. You need to check behind Steve's house."
"We did. There's nothing there. There's no sign of a bear."
"And no car."
"We figured that Barbra came back last night and she took off and went somewhere else. Has she ever talked to you about running off? Leaving town, maybe?"
"No, Barb wouldn't do that, ever."
"She wasn't upset about the fact that you were spending time with this boy? Uh, Steve Harrington."
"What? No." She denies.
"Maybe she was jealous because she saw you go up to Steve's room?"
"It wasn't like that.”
"Like what?"
"Steve and me, we're just friends."
That was a blatant lie that slipped between Nancy’s lips.
Jennifer continued listening, hearing the melancholy tone in Nancy's voice when talking about Steve Harrington. She could tell that Nancy was upset about Barb, but also not wanting her mom to find out what she and Steve did that night in his room. Jennifer can't think about that at the moment as she hears footsteps approaching as she swiftly moves out of the way and into a nearby Girls restroom, hiding as she sees a blonde haired woman walk by. Turning away and leaning against the wall, Jennifer hears the footsteps recede as she steps out, wanting to listen in more but it seems that the cops are done talking to Nancy. Jennifer quickly makes it back to her class, walking in and taking a seat and act as if nothing had happened.
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The officers called Jennifer back to discuss what happened as well. They basically asked her the same questions as Nancy.
“When you were at Steve’s house, were you present when Nancy Wheeler and Barbra Holland had their argument?”
“Yes, I was. I was standing by the staircase when it happened.”
“And what were they arguing about?”
“Well, Barbra wanted to leave and Nancy told her to just go home. After that, I saw her but the lights cut out and I fell. The next thing I knew, she was gone.”
“The lights, did you trip on a chord?”
“N-no, no. I lost my footing and fell on a metal shard that was sticking up from the ground in Steve’s backyard.”
“And can you show us that?”
“Yeah,” Jennifer says, rolling her sleeve up and showing the cops her bandaged up wound before peeling the large band aid partially off.
“Oh, yeah. That’s a slash alright.”
Jennifer pulls her arm back, rolling her sleeve down.
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When Jennifer’s done with the interrogation and for the day, she walks out of the building as she sees Steve is nowhere to be found. So Jennifer decides to walk towards her car until she spots Nancy walking away from the building as Jennifer follows after her in her vehicle. She slowly drives up to her and stops as Nancy stops too. Jennifer rolls her window down, looking her way.
"Hey, uh, Nancy?"
"What do you want?"
"I wanted to see if you were okay, I noticed you left in a bad mood."
"Jennifer, why are you even bothering me right now? Shouldn't you be on your way home?”
“Well, yes. But I wanted to see how you were doing after… talking about Barb. Also, if you want I could give you a ride, so you're not walking too far."
"I'm fine, thanks."
"Okay, suit yourself."
Jennifer begins rolling up her window as Nancy halts. She taps the brakes lightly, stopping the car as well, unlocking the doors. Nancy opens the passenger side door and slides in. On the way, the ride was quiet until Nancy decided to break the silence.
"Can we stop by the funeral home?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Jonathan is at the funeral home. Can you drop me off there?"
"Yeah, I can do that. What for?"
“Just to talk.”
“Okay,”
At the funeral home, Jennifer parks and she gets out along with Nancy as they both walk into the small building.
"Why are you coming in with me?"
"I have to use the bathroom since I didn’t have time before school let out for the day. And, if you want to, I can leave you two alone so you both have more privacy.”
“No, it’s okay."
As Jennifer steps towards the front desk, she looks around and tries to find someone who can direct her to the restroom. Finally, a woman walks out and Jennifer asks where the bathroom is. Getting an answer, she follows the woman's instructions and walk into the small bathroom. The bathroom was dimly lit and the smell of room spray filled the inside. Jennifer walks in and closes the door behind her, locking it. After, she washes her hands and walks out of the bathroom and toward the entrance when she sees Jonathan and Nancy sitting side by side on an ottoman.
"--It looks like it could be some kind of perspective distortion, but I wasn't using the wide angle. I don't know."
Jennifer appears in front of them, confused about what's happening in front of her. They look at her as she sees the sadness in Jonathan's eyes. She moves closer and sees the photo of Barb sitting on the diving board above Steve’s heated pool — in his hand. Reminiscing the previous night, she remembers when she fell as Jennifer looks away for a few seconds before looking back at the photo. Something on the right of the frame catches her eyes as she stares at it. A figure of some kind is seen. It was a very dark photo, but Jennifer knew there was something else in the photo that she nor Jonathan saw that night. She felt faint. Jennifer knew this wasn’t some kind of human. She felt it was something else, something more sinister.
"And you're sure you didn't see anyone else out there?"
"No. And she was there one second and then, um... gone. I figured she bolted." Jennifer says.
"The cops think that she ran away," Nancy adds.
Jennifer pretends to hear Nancy speak to him about her interrogation, acting as if it’s new to her. But she already knew what the worried brunette said because Jennifer was eavesdropping on the entire conversation between her and the officers. Jennifer comes back to reality and listens.
"But they don't know Barb. And I — We went back to Steve's... and I, uh, we thought we both saw something." She pauses. "Some weird man or, I don't know what it was."
Jonathan looks at her, expression staying the same as earlier. Nancy's utterance changes to where she's more sincere.
"I'm sorry." She apologizes. "I... I shouldn't have come here today. I'm so sorry."
Nancy rises and begins to walk away as Jennifer is already making her way towards the entrance of the funeral home. The lanky male stands abruptly and takes a step.
"What'd he look like?" Jonathan suddenly asks.
Nancy stops in her tracks before turning around.
"What?"
"This man you saw in the woods. What'd he look like?"
Nancy fumbles over her words. "I don't know. It was almost like he.. He didn't have--"
"Didn't have a face?" He asks.
"How did you know that?" Jennifer asks, walking and standing beside Nancy as they look at each other.
The three of them stand there, sharing nervous glances at one another.
——
Soon, Jennifer, Nancy and Jonathan make it to the school as they enter the photo room where the graphs are put through some kind of liquid to make them more vivid. Jonathan gets everything set up as she watches, Nancy perched her upper body weight on her arm and looked up at the male. Jennifer stood opposite of Jonathan, waiting for something to happen.
“And you’re…”
“Brightening. Enlarging.”
“Hmm.”
“Did your mom say anything else?”
He grunts as Nancy continues.
“Like, um, where it might have gone to, or…”
“No, just that it came out of the wall.”
The machine dings as Jonathan flips a switch or some sort then sighing soon after. He sets the paper in a tub of liquid as they all watch intently.
“How long does this take?” You ask.
“Not long.”
“Have you been doing this a while?” Nancy then asks.
“What?” He questions.
“Photography?”
“Yeah. I guess I’d rather observe people than, you know…”
“Talk to them.” Jennifer finishes as they look at him before looking at each other.
“I know. It’s weird.”
“No!”
“N–no, it is. It’s just sometimes… people don’t really say what they’re really thinking. But you capture the right moment… it says more.” He smiles.
Jennifer watches as they begin talking about the picture of Nancy. Soon the two girls look down, a startling image captures their attention.
“That’s it!” She says, looking down at the photo. “That’s what I saw.”
Jonathan gasps.
“My mom… I thought she was crazy ‘cause she said… that’s not Will’s body. That he’s alive.”
“And if he’s alive—”
“Then Barbra is too,” Jennifer finished.
The three teens look at each other then back at the photo, finally finding a clue.
——
Later that night, Jennifer sits on the couch in her living room and is currently watching the news as the anchors discuss Will Byers' death. Soon her mother changes the channel to watch something else as Jennifer rises and walks toward her bedroom. She walks in and closes the door behind her, sliding out of her clothes and into pajamas before sliding into her bed. Thinking back at the photo she saw of the figure earlier, beginning to theorize who or what it could be.
"What unidentified being are you?" She asks.
Suddenly the thought of Steve taking her out enters Jennifer’s tired mind as she looks at her reflection in the window. Sighing in annoyance, she lays down before falling asleep.
——
Waking up, Jennifer hears the phone ring from the other room as she looks at her clock. It’s only 5:45 in the morning as she gets out of bed. Rushing out the door of her bedroom, Jennifer picks up the phone and says hello before hearing a voice on the other end.
"Hey," Steve says. "You, uh, wanna meet somewhere private?"
"S-sure. Yeah, we can do that.."
"Sneak out and meet me down the street at the entrance of your neighborhood."
"Okay."
Hanging the phone up, she proceeds to go back to her room. Jennifer throws her clothes off and sets them on her bed before changing into a more provocative ensemble. Brushing through her brown hair, she let it down before touching up her makeup. Jennifer opens the window and hikes her leg out as it touches the ground. She then proceeds to fall the rest of the way before standing. She brushes herself off before ushering away from her house and stride down the lonely street. Eventually Jennifer makes it to Steve's car as she slides in the passenger seat, out of breath.
"Hey." Jennifer says.
"Hi."
Jennifer slides her seatbelt on as Steve takes off somewhere more private. She stares out the window the entire ride. Steve clears his throat as it breaks the silence between them. The Police’s Every Breath You Take plays on the radio.
"So," He begins. "I didn't see you after school got out. Is everything okay? Especially between you and Nancy?"
"Yeah, actually."
"Good. It's good seeing you getting along with her. Besides us… well,” He stutters.
“What happened between you and Nancy?” You ask as Steve stays silent.
He pulls over and kills the engine. Looking towards her, he sighs before speaking.
"It didn’t work between me and Nancy because she knew that you had a thing for me. Is that true?” He asks.
“I, uh, I don’t recall any of that. I don’t have feelings for you, or anyone.”
“Jen, come on. We’ve known each other since we were in freshman year.”
“I know, but I don’t want to ruin things between you and Nancy.”
“You won’t.”
Becoming overwhelmed, Jennifer grabs a cigarette and lighter from the cup holder of Steve’s BMW and step out of the vehicle. She lights it before putting the cigarette between her lips, lighting the bud. Jennifer closes the lighter and inhale before exhaling the smoke out. Steve steps out and walks up to Jennifer, making her look him in the eyes as she tries to look away.
“What?”
Steve doesn’t say anything as he cups Jennifer's face, leaning towards her. She pulls the cigarette out and toss it to the ground and rest her hands on his arms. Their faces are just inches away from one another. Jennifer leans in too, this time closing the gap between them. Their lips meet and her eyes close. Jennifer feels like she's floating right now. Kissing him harder, Steve leads them both to his backseat where they peel each other's clothes off, leaving them both in their underwear. Steve moves and slides Jennifer’s panties down to her ankles as he does the same with his, positioning himself on top of her. With each buck, Jennifer’s moans with pleasure. She begins to move slightly to were she’s more comfortable until—
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Jennifer lands on the hard floor, waking from her slumber. She looks around and sees herself on the floor of her bedroom. Jennifer curses before standing up. She looks at her clock and it’s only 4:45 AM
“Shit. What’s wrong with me?” Jennifer asks herself.
Jennifer just had a dream about having sex with Steve Harrington, Nancy Wheeler's boyfriend. And to Jennifer, that made her freak out before getting up and sitting down on her bed. She tried everything to get that out of her mind as she begins crying. A part of Jennifer wanted it to be real then the other part of her wished it never happened.
It did though, and she had to accept it and face reality.
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Spill it out little pickle!
Well duh, Monaca remembers Masaru bringing that up...
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I remember that too but why is there files that go back further when Juu Kinjo's time? Are you saying the police were corrupt far before then?
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Well yes, Monaca is saying that - the thing is that the police department in Japan was pretty corrupt ever since the 1970's or maybe even further then that.
In fact, it even connects to Hope's Peak Academy as well!
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Wait what?! So the police had connections to Hope's Peak Academy as well?
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Well I wouldn't say it like that but you are aware that Hope's Peak Academy did want to study on talent, this include criminal talents too.
In fact, during the 1977 or when Class 45 was going to be enroll; a thief got into Hope's Peak and was apprehended. That thief was Yoshikage Gokuhara, he was offer a deal.
Stay at Hope's Peak Academy or go to jail, which of course Yoshikage took the former which began the study of criminal-related talent.
But even then, Hope's Peak probably had a much longer interest in criminal-related talents but couldn't study it due to the founder of Hope's Peak Academy as his health was declining.
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And I guess they waited for him to die to enroll criminal talents, why is that?
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Well of course, Hope's Peak Academy even made a deal or offer a 'rehabilitation program' to criminal Ultimates and the police allow it!
In fact, I do believe Toko Fukawa could enlighten you on that subject, correct Toko?
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M-Me...?!
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Toko...? Do you know what she's going on about?
Toko... I think you better answer as this does relate to you...?
Very well... as say by that brat, I too was offer a deal after 'she' was discover a month or so during my enrollment, I was given 2 offers; either stay at Hope's Peak Academy or go to jail and be put on death row which by then my parents left the country as not wanting to have anything to do with me.
Which me being the coward I was, I took the former as it was discover I had multiple personality disorder given I don't remember my crimes and thus they gave 'her' the title of Ultimate Murderous Fiend... I can't remember much else pass that but all I remember is that they gave me this bracelet that tracks me and shocks me if I try to leave.
But after the killing game, Future Foundation remove it and it was even how they discover a way to control 'her' is by shocks and even why I use a tazer.
I-I just hate that school so damn much! Th-They gave her a title when i-it was something I wanted to hide but I-I didn't want to go to jail!
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But isn't it wonderful, without you around - Miss Komaru Naegi wouldn't have been save if you weren't for that alter of yours! You should be proud!
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Ask a Teacher - Part I: Resources and Best Practices
Teaching is not just a profession, but a calling.
Across the country, young men and women enter the career field, hoping to make a positive impact in the lives of their students, not only as learners but also as people.
Applying what they learned during their own education, plus the tried and true method of trial and error, these educators constantly evaluate and model their teaching styles to best fit their students.
But what have they learned? What do they feel works best and what could be better? What isn't being taught that should be and how might they approach/look at things differently with fewer restraints and restrictions?
Detractors of the education system bemoan that school systems, and in turn teachers, teach to the test. They learn how to regurgitate facts and figures, but not how to think. And yes, much emphasis is placed upon the results of standardized testing, forcing teachers to not only help their students master the material to be found on said tests, but also to incorporate knowledge outside of those tests that is necessary to function in the real world.
And they must do so in 45-50 minute time spans, 7-8 times per day (depending on period number and length). This must be done amidst growing class sizes as well as varying learning styles and strengths and weaknesses of the students found within.
LedeNews sought out the opinions of a few area teachers and solicit their opinions on a myriad of topics impacting their lives as educators, and those of their students.
Two of Ohio County School's best answered the call and were willing to provide their insight, a peak behind the curtain if you will, into today's classrooms.
The first is Hayden Cook, a special education instructor at Wheeling Middle School.
A Wheeling native, Cook is a man of many hats. He's a teacher, a coach, a father of three, and a growing leader in the community. He's an active member of the Men of Change group in Wheeling and started his own foundation, the Grand View Corporation, a group whose mission is to empower disadvantaged youth by helping them to gain the tools necessary to succeed.
Cook is investing in today's youth extends far beyond his classroom. The same can be said of the other responder.
Bridge Street Middle School Langauge Arts teacher Shawna Safreed also elected to offer her thoughts on a number of questions.
Like Cook, Safreed is a Wheeling native. She started her career with Ohio County Schools back in 2009 and last fall was named the school district's Teacher of the Year as well as a Top 10 Finalist for West Virginia Teacher of the Year.
Safreed also works to extend her reach beyond the classroom, helping to run her school's Leo Club, a youth arm of the Lions Club service organization. She also organizes a book club through the school and is always looking for ways to offer additional opportunities for her students to learn.
Hayden Cook is a teacher, coach, father, and youth leader in the greater Wheeling community
Shawna Safreed was named the Ohio County Schools' Teacher of the Year for 2022-23
What Single Thing Would Make Your In-Class Life Easier?
Support and trust- from all stakeholders- ie. parents, principals, and administration. This isn't necessarily a wish for where I am now because I do feel trusted and valued, but more so in the past. -- Cook
Overall, the single thing that would make class life easier would definitely be class size. When you are able to work with a smaller amount of students, you can differentiate the lessons and strategies to fit the needs of a smaller group better, and, as the teacher, you can provide more direct support. -- Safreed
Overall, What Would Make Your Life as a Teacher Easier?
Currently, I would still say trust and support from all areas. -- Cook
Overall, in a perfect world, if every student was reading closer to grade level that would make a significant impact on class life. I teach 7th grade, and there are students I have that are reading on a first-grade level. I am required to teach 7th-grade reading skills to students that read below grade level. It is very challenging. -- Safreed
What Are Your Thoughts On How the Curriculum and Test Prep Affects How You Go About Educating Your Students on a Day-to-Day Basis?
Because I am in special education, there is less emphasis on standardized testing scores. However, in the general education environment, there is a lot of pressure on teachers to show growth and high achievement in their students and it dictates much of what they are able to do/cover. -- Cook
I think every teacher would agree that the curriculum taught is very much correlated to having the students achieve higher stat test results. The test impacts a lot of what we do in the classroom because there is great emphasis placed on the results. Students are tiered for their ability and the test is used for that, which puts pressure on me as the teacher to ensure all standards are taught and students are mastering the material. This does add a lot of stress. -- Safreed
How or Would You Change Your Instruction Methods/Topics Without Any Restrictions From the Board or State? Would You Place a Greater Emphasis on Different Subject Matter, or Go About Teaching Differently?
I would establish very basic standards that are important and relevant to what kids actually need to know- both in life and in future education. The objectives for each grade level have become so intense and complicated that we focus on such unimportant details and often miss the bigger picture. -- Cook
My focus in the classroom is truly doing what is best for my students. Each day, I do spend about 3-5 minutes out of a 45-minute class period doing warm-up questions that they may see on the GSA test. Overall, though I still do very hands-on, engaging lessons in the classroom to ensure my students are mastering the material but also having fun! It is very important that my students see learning as fun, and I strive for that each day. -- Safreed
How Best Can Parents Help Their Students Become Better Prepared for Your Classroom and Their Children’s Education Overall?
To establish with their child that home and school are a team with the same goals in mind and to not put additional pressure on students- their attitude about school and learning often has a lot to do with how school is discussed outside the classroom. And always always always tell their child they are smart and capable. -- Cook
Reading with their child at home. The positive impact of this cannot be stressed enough. -- Safreed
What Isn’t Being Taught Currently in Schools That You Believe Should Be?
Life skills- at every age and grade level/content area. Again, so much focus is spent on very detailed objectives and grade level expectations that we miss the most important things we can offer a child- making learning fun, positive attitudes, resiliency, and grit, collaboration with peers, etc. -- Cook
Money management is a very important skill that I think needs to be taught in middle school. Also, because our state test does not cover narrative writing, it is not taught in depth. It makes me wonder what our future looks like with the creation of more authors and such. -- Safreed
What Would You Like the School as a Whole Place More Emphasis On, or at Minimum, at Least Introduce to the Students’ Daily Lives from an Instructional Standpoint?
The whole student as a human instead of the student as just a learner. They are not a test score or a grade on a report card. -- Cook
Character skills—I tell my students all the time that it means more to me that my students are good people than straight-A students. They need to understand empathy and kindness because in a successful society, I think that is most important. -- Safreed
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