i'm supposed to be doing school

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If you haven’t read this yet, you’re missing out on my new favourite AU

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some assorted school studies/doodles that I did over the week :D (other wise known as the “i-forgot-bendy’s-fucking-tail” collection)

Spud helped me realize that bendy would have a *lot* of scars with how much he’s getting into fights. Plus, with how dark toon’s skin can be, scars would probably be really painfully noticable and scar over in a light gray or white. (The scars on his face are supposed to be a little less noticable but it was a little hard to do with pencil)
I also just wanted to show off his forked tongue and teefers :9

Oh shit!!!! My hand slipped !!! Oh no!!! @the-vampire-inside-me

The Outsiders as real quotes from people I go to school with...
  • Ponyboy: "when I stepped out, into the cold wind, from the odd warmth of the school... I had only two things in my mind. A jacket and a ride home."
  • Johnny: "please... don't... talk to me... ever..."
  • Dallas: "I'm not a tease, I'm a natural, sexual, flirt."
  • Two-bit: "after four years of this hell hole I finally know enough al-gee-braah to hit the poles."
  • Steve: "if you think I won't eat all five of these candy bars before lunch you're wrong."
  • Sodapop: "Fuck this," *slams school computer shut* "I'm pretty."
  • Darry: "I've been teaching for more than ten years and I'm pretty sure this is the weirdest request I've gotten."
  • Tim: "it's supposed to smell like smoke, not Cotten candy."
  • Angela: "if anyone ask, those aren't my nudes."
  • Curly: "no one gives a shit, the janitor caught me smoking weed in the bathroom, she just sprayed some Febreeze and walked out."
  • Cherry: "Yes, I'm a real ginger. Yes, I do steal souls." *points at freckle* "this one is yours."
  • Marcia: "I'm not a lesbian I just really like your boobs."
  • Bob: "That's my pube, give it back!"
  • Randy: "he might smell bad but he's pretty cool."

trans-riot  asked:

Ok as a tech/theater person I have important questions on your most recent Lance head canon: does he participate in pre-show traditions and does he come out eating on stage at he end (my stage manager came out eating an apple during several shows, once a sandwich)

This is a critical question and I’m glad you asked it

Personally when I was in high school, our pre-show tradition was making a satanic circle and praying to the ghost of our former tech director’s mother so she wouldn’t wreck the show (………yeah). 

Funny enough I think that Lance. Might have something similar? Not the satanic circle part, but we know that he and Keith believe in ghosts (they’re both really quick to accept that the castle is haunted) so consider this: Lance and Keith are the last two left during build one night. Coran’s wandered off… somewhere, maybe to check some lights or something. Lance and Keith are cleaning up and something happens, and they don’t really know what but the lights go out and Lance gets locked in a storage closet and Keith swears he was attacked and anyway the two of them walk away that night convinced their theatre’s haunted.

So lowkey before shows Lance starts like. Dropping by the supply closet and very nicely asking the ghosts to not wreck anything please and thank you. And Keith joins in and then it becomes a crew-wide thing and suddenly meeting up around the storage closet and talking to the ghosts is their main pre-show tradition.

Lance probably doesn’t come out on stage eating because Allura would straight up murder him (”no. food. in. my. theatre.”) and he doesn’t wanna die yet.

As for other weird shit, though, my high school also has this cow milker (we call it The Udders) and there’s a tradition where every show night one prop is swapped out for The Udders and the actor has to go on stage and keep acting like they’ve just got the normal prop (so like instead of a suitcase you’ve got this). I can totally see Pidge getting bored and swapping out a prop for something weird one night and then finding it so fucking funny that she just keeps doing it. It becomes a weird thing people look forward to.

Chapter 67 in Baz's POV (shitpost version)
  • Simon: What I'm saying is... I like to look at you.
  • Baz's mind: asdfghjksdb what
  • Simon: I like this, all of this that we've been doing
  • Baz's mind: bAZ HES TALKINH ABT THE G A Y
  • Baz: .......
  • Simon: I like you
  • Baz's mind: KAHNSKSVDHSJSHAJ
  • Simon: And I don't even care that you don't like me, I'm used to it.
  • Baz's mind: kahsbja bitch WHAT??!!????? Are u???? Talkin bout???????!!!?!!?? I FUCKIN LOVE YOU SNOW KSHSJSJDBS
  • Simon: I like you, Baz. I like this. I like helping you. I like knowing that you're okay. When you didn't come to school this autumn, when you were missing....I thought I was going to lose my mind.
  • Baz's mind: BAz thaAT WAS so fuCkIng gay TELL HIM IT WAS FUCKING GAY!!!?!?????
  • Baz: you thought I was plotting against you.
  • Baz's mind: no you're supposed to call him gay and then kiss him dO YOU KNOW NOTHING BASIL
  • Simon: ya. and i missed u
  • Baz's mind: THAT IS?????ALSO GAY?????
  • Baz: theres something wrong with you
  • Baz's mind: nah man he's just fUCKIN GAY WHAT ARE??? YOU WAITING FOR BAZ?????
  • Simon: I know. But I still want this, if you let me have it.
  • Baz's mind: ??????? Want wat
  • Baz: wat is this snow
  • Simon: This. I want to be your boyfriend. Your terrible boyfriend.
  • Baz's mind: ?????????!!?!!?!! Aiajvsbsjsns. HOLY SHIT JABSJAOAHSVBAJW DID HE JUST-
  • Baz's mind: oh fuck foods here gOTTA BLAST
  • time skip~~~
  • Baz: snow ur an idiot
  • Baz's mind: yes Baz he is but so are you teLL HIM YES YOU WANNA GO OUT WITH HIM
  • Baz: uh
  • Baz: but you can have
  • Baz: this
  • Baz: if you want it
  • Baz's mind: good job Baz you are now boyfriedns
  • Baz's mind: also ur really bad at this oh my g od

anonymous asked:

Sarah, I'm having one of those nights where it feels like I'm not enough. Like I'm not getting anything accomplished, like nothing I will do will ever be enough or be worth anything? What am I supposed to do? Try harder? Lmao sure that's all there is right?

So, even in the midst of….probably the most significant crises of faith I’ve ever experienced, there is still a part of me that believes that after you die someone is going to sit down with you and ask about your life.

(I always picture it in one of those beige, nondescript rooms like a high school counselor’s office. There are bright, inoffensive posters on the wall. A glass dish of hard candy. The entity interrogating you wears a sweater.)

And they are going to sit down with you, and they are going to ask, SO HOW DID IT GO. THIS WHOLE….LIVING BUSINESS.

And you are going to have to tell the truth.

And the truth isn’t….did you make it. Where “it” is anything ranging from a lot of money to a lot of fame. The nice entity in the sweater doesn’t care about that. The nice entity in the sweater wants to know if you helped.

When you saw suffering, did you react in a way that was to minimize pain and bring relief? that came from a place of empathy? did you react our of love and justice, or out of showmanship, or worse—out of fear? did you give up what you could live without, to serve them?

If you were privileged enough to know other people, did you help carry their burdens where you could? did you meet them where they were, and forgive them their trespasses as you forgive yourself? did you rein in your own anxieties and fears, and let them blossom as only they can?

When you moved through the world—and wasn’t that beautiful, all that physics and chemistry and psychoanalytic geometry, really so impressive—did you leave the bits of it you touched better than you found them?

And at the end of the day, the nice entity in the sweater is going to know, whether you improved, helped, carried, served,….or whether you didn’t.

No other standard matters. Nothing else is important.


And….I mean, I didn’t choose my profession out of pure disinterest, I’m guilty as anyone of ignoring what I really and truly believe should be the guiding principle of my life. But I do believe it. And I think that there are millions upon billions of humans who fit the above criteria even though the historical record will never mention them by name.

That reminder keeps me humble, as I pursue more lofty goals—however  prestigious, however notable, that entity in the sweater doesn’t give a fuck. All that matters is: did I lessen suffering and unkindness where I could? was I gentle even when I could have reacted with violence? and did I help others flourish, even when I wasn’t sure it would help me grow at all?

Every other goddamn thing is secondary.

great comet characters as shit my classmates have said pt. 2
  • natasha: "i gave my boyfriend a stick of deodorant to celebrate our one month anniversary"
  • pierre: "gender is a social construct, time is a social construct and i don't want to exist anymore"
  • anatole: *holding a bottle full of an unknown green substance* "do you think it would be dangerous to use this as a face wash?"
  • dolokhov: "why the fuck is there eleven water bottles in your locker? i'm not kidding what the fuck"
  • marya: *trying to read while a group of kids are arguing loudly* "our father who art in heaven hallowed be thy name please give me the sweet release of death"
  • andrey: *after missing an entire week of school* "what the fuck am i doing here"
  • sonya: *after seeing someone throw a stuffed llama across the room* "do you think llamas have feelings?"
  • mary: "yeah my dad has some pretty funny nicknames for me. my personal favorite nickname is 'disappointment'"
  • hélène: *after angrily slamming a locker so hard that the lock breaks* "what class was i supposed to have now?"
  • balaga: "i just found a dried apricot slice in my sock"
  • bolkonsky: "i think i just forgot how to breathe for a minute there"

shimiizuu  asked:

Hello Maggie! I'm starting my first year of college soon (tomorrow, to be exact), and despite my best efforts to be as confidently independent and badass as Blue, I am ridiculously nervous. I think I'm supposed to feel more mature now that I'm living a 4-hour plane ride away from home, but frankly I feel more insecure than I did even in middle school. Do you have any advice about big life changes like this?

Dear shimiizuu,

College is great because you can reinvent yourself without an ounce of what you were previously.

College is terrible because you can reinvent yourself without an ounce of what you were previously.

There aren’t a lot of hard Once Upon a Time beginnings in life, but traveling to a school where no one knows you is one of them. The nerves make sense, and honestly, they’re a good thing — the burn is how you know life is working — and the only part about them you need to remember is to not let them keep you from making interesting decisions. 

Otherwise, build yourself new into whoever you’ve always wanted to be, and people will believe that is how you’ve always been. I was a neurotic, phobic teen and when I went to college, I mashed the accelerator to the floor with a brick and rode on the roof of life, and everyone kind of assumed I’d always been that way.

You don’t have to get into it with the law as often as I did, but otherwise, go wild.

urs,

Stiefvater

The signs as things I've heard people say at school
  • Aries: hey if I died right now do you think I'd still have to do my exams in hell
  • Taurus: why? Was I not supposed to use hydrochloric acid? Oh... Then I have a confession make
  • Gemini: chemistry can kiss my fat ass
  • Cancer: I'm gonna die a virgin who can't drive, can't swim and can't apply the cosine rule
  • Leo: yeah so I said who cares? I'm like really over you, you can suck 10 dicks. But then he said good I'm gay anyways. How did I not see that coming? (Cries)
  • Virgo: (everyone was talking about chicken fillets and asked her if she used one) no I'm a vegetarian you idiot
  • Libra: (when asked what we should do to avoid having this test) maybe if we stay still he won't notice us and he'll think that nobody's here
  • Scorpio: I think murder in a science lab should be legal if you end up with a moronic partner
  • Sagittarius: Look all I know is I was blazing it and then it started blazing me and I had to take the bus home with my shirt half burned off. It looked cool though
  • Capricorn: if I finish all these biology notes in my next free period I think I'll have time to go home and watch every single Star Wars movie
  • Aquarius: it's a fucking conspiracy. How can every single science teacher that ever taught me since year 7 just leave school like that... Something's up
  • Pisces: (why weren't you paying attention)I was thinking about how Drake would say xylem
Now what?

I’m watching Rick Steves’ Europe: Paris (because I occasionally like to adult) and my 3 year old comes into the room.

Emma:  It’s the Eiffel Tower!  Where Hawkmoth lives with butterflies! *is RIVETED to the screen*

On one hand, yay for watching something educational that’s not a cartoon.  On the other…she’s waiting for Ladybug to show up.  

The Influence Jon Has on Sansa's Storyline

Ok, time for some rambling by me. Something that I’m beginning to notice a lot is the growing influence Jon is beginning to have on Sansa’s story while in Vale. It is only when she begins to accept and grow closer to her Northern roots that we begin to see this influence.

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

oh my god I'm so sorry I'm the anon that said I felt like you would've bullied me in school the damage is done but the ask was supposed to be lighthearted (because you joked about the online trading card game being for dweebs etc) of course, that wasn't conveyed through the ask so I hurt your feelings. big fuckup on my part for tainting someone else's day. I look up to you and never want to hurt you. Nothing I say or do can unwrite that ask but I am sincerely so, so sorry. - Spencer

hey spencer, 100% forgiven. don’t even worry about it :^]