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quietnight podfics

I didn’t see these on here–sorry if search was acting up!–so I thought I’d rec quietnight if anyone is looking for amazing stucky podfics. Her voice is smooth and just mesmerizing. Some are audiobook-length, some are 10 min, some are crack, some are angst–but they are all really well done.

[Podfic] through smoke, solid ground (~3 hours), fic by magdaliny

For Bucky Barnes’s 100th Birthday, a story wherein he receives the following well deserved items: a blanket, dog kisses, the World’s Best Hug, snarky but supportive team banter, a new (cooler) arm, and some old (happy) memories. Also featuring a cameo by the Tracksuit Mafia (yay!) and a total absence of cryo-freakin’-freeze don’t even talk to me MCU go sit in a corner and think about your choices.

[Podfic] Twentieth-Century Limited (~5.5 hours), fic by Speranza

“Where am I? Where is this?” and he was in Brooklyn, he was on a beach, the train was shaking around him. He was in the plane, ice splintering up onto the windshield. He was in a tank, tubes trailing from his face, from his groin. Christ, he was cold. There was still ice on his fingers. He was in the Grand Canyon. He was in Times Square. This couldn’t be Times Square. Where the hell was this? “Tell me! Where am I, who are you, where's—" —Bucky?

[Podfic] The Fifties (~5 hours), fic by Speranza

“Because everything’s all right, isn’t it?” Bucky said. “Everything’s great. I’m so happy; I never thought I could be this happy. You’re happy, too, aren’t you, Peg?” (Bucky/Peggy/Steve)

[Podfic] Situation Normal (~18 min), fic by redcigar

AU wherein Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers never met, Steve somehow manages to rescue the Winter Soldier anyway, and Avengers Tower ends up with the world’s angriest duckling and a whole new brand of entertainment.


(“He was dragging him out of the river,” Natasha argues later.

“Nat, be honest, he was going for the Full Monty.” Says Clint.

“I’m pretty sure we interrupted him in the middle of giving ‘emergency CPR’,” Tony agrees, “Or the stage after emergency CPR. Emergency Dick? Is that a thing?”

“That’s not a thing,” Natasha and Clint reply.)

omg @metisecret, this is amazing! thank you :D

Teaching in a low-SES Hispanic population:

@mrskreads asks: “I have the opportunity to take a position with a 95% Hispanic population in a low-income area of town. I’m hesitant on taking the position because it’s not something I’m used to. My student teaching is in a nice neighborhood, and all of my observations have been in diverse schools. I was wondering what your feelings have been working at this school, what challenges you face, etc. Thanks so much!" 

I have had numerous people ask me some version of the question above, so I thought I might answer it. Overall, I will always default to "kids are kids”, because entering the classroom with that mindset of “me” and “the other” is going to seriously hinder your ability to connect with your students as well as build any meaningful relationships, which in turn will hurt your instruction. Knowledge and understanding are great, fearfulness or hyper awareness are not. These go in order from most serious to more humorous towards the end. 

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A Promise You Just Can’t Keep

Summary: “I promise to never see you again…And like you, I always keep my promises Mr. Dragneel.” Here’s the story of a promise fate forces Lucy not to keep when an arrogant treasure hunter enters her life. She soon realizes how one broken promise can change her life forever. Adventure, betrayal and love all await Lucy as dark truths from the past come to light. -NaLu (Gruvia, Gajevy)

Rated: Teen and Up

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Following the path lined with yellow roses, Lucy made her way to the manor where the rest of the wedding guests were socializing. Cocktail hour was being held in a few of the first floor rooms. Many guests were enjoying themselves, walking amongst the connected rooms, conversing, drinking and nibbling on finger foods. Lucy’s stomach growled slightly and she desperately needed a drink, but she couldn’t relax just yet. She had to herd the 100 guests into the ballroom where the main reception was taking place.

She spoke to one of the wait staff to gather his help in directing the guests to the ballroom. He nodded and motioned for the other waiters and waitresses to follow his lead as he politely began ushering guests to their seats. Lucy told the bartenders to close the bars, giving the guests another incentive to leave the rooms. Follow the booze; Lucy thought as more and more guests left after realizing the bar was closed.

“There you are,” a voice called out to her as Lucy finished checking to make sure there were no more lingering guests. Turning towards the voice, Lucy’s features broke into a smile as she recognized the person.

“Gray!” She called back as a man dressed in a smart black suit with an ice blue tie came walking towards her.

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