#I remember in middle school there was this boy

[jewish-vents]

i’m a teacher and i had a kid draw a swastika in my classroom on like. the second day of school. so one of our admin came in to two of my classes the next day to talk about it. and she started by telling this story about how she had a hijabi student. and a boy in the class was “really curious about what her hair looked like.” and had the students guess what happened next (pulled the hijab off, gross and awful) and how that might have made the hijabi student feel. at this point i’m sitting at my desk like “it’s been five minutes are we going to talk about the swastika” and then she finally goes “yesterday someone drew a symbol that represents division. and hate. and those aren’t things we stand for” and a kid (of course) was like what was it? and this fucking woman turns to me and goes “are you comfortable sharing what it was?”

?????? i thought that’s why you were here?? i thought you were here to explain why swastikas are not okay, and we are seven minutes into your little presentation and you haven’t said the word swastika or even jewish. so i said it was a swastika and several of the kids didn’t know what that was. which was disturbing on its own as i teach middle school but i digress. i said no way in hell am i drawing one so my admin looks at me and is like “could you google a picture?”

can’t believe i did this but i didn’t know what else to do in the moment so i pulled up a google image search of swastikas and projected it on the board. at no point did the admin say “hey you can take that down now” it just sat up there until i got uncomfortable and sick to my stomach enough to close it myself. and then she came back the next period and did the WHOLE song and dance again (no jewish, no antisemitism, not even the word NAZI which is insane to me) and STILL told the opening story about the hijabi girl even with two hijabi girls sitting in the class this time who were clearly uncomfortable.

this was like three weeks ago and it’s been quietly bothering me for a while and i finally told my (nonjewish) work friends about it and they were all like “holy shit that’s so fucked that she asked you to do that” and i told my (jewish) partner and he went “she couldn’t have picked up a fucking marker??” and that was when it really hit me.

maybe she didn’t want to be in a situation where she drew a swastika on a jewish teachers whiteboard. ok. but she apparently didn’t consider the WORSE implications of asking that same jewish teacher to google an image of a swastika and project a google image search of a page FULL of swastikas on her board.

AND she never once checked in with me after that. she left the class without talking to me again and hasn’t said a word about it since. i remember i even asked her “do you want me to leave the room” beforehand because im thinking i don’t want to have to look at swastikas but she asked me to stay because “the impact is real and they need to see it” which. uh. i’ve been pushing this experience down for weeks bc at the end of the day it “wasn’t that bad” but like. holy shit. she really wanted to put my trauma on display for the students instead of just asking me to leave and explaining what a swastika is/showing them one. and it took her nearly ten minutes to get to the actual swastika!! i’m just. so done

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[majikklown]

COD 141 headcannons (SFW)

Slight angst? (TW) mention of internalized homophobia, nothing graphic.

Sorry about the lack of Gaz and Price ones ;-; I tried

Soap: His family owns a sheep farm which he helped out on since he was young, which kept him a pretty fit kid.

Soap: He joined his schools football(soccer) team and was pretty good at it.

Soap: Science was always his favorite subject

Soap: he’s a pretty good cook, he learned from his mom when she made him help out in the kitchen.

Soap: growing up in a catholic household made him gain a sort of internalized homophobia towards himself during his school years, until he joined and decided it didn’t matter.

Soap: His mom made him join his church’s boys choir, he hated it and felt stupid for doing it.

Soap: Really likes Mexican food, Alejandro took him (and the 141) for some food after las alamas and he hasn’t been the same since.

Ghost: Struggles to sleep, has really bad insomnia. When he does get some sleep he’s often woken up by nightmares of his past or his fears.

Ghost: Has claustrophobia, he hides it well during missions and in front of others, but he’s internally freaking out.

Ghost: Was pretty skinny when he was younger, his dad would make fun of him for it.

Ghost: Did really well in school, had been offered scholarships but decided to do the military instead

Ghost: Not the best cook but he remembers some of the things he and his mother used to make together.

Ghost: Surprisingly good with kids.

Gaz: He ran track for his school when he was younger, he mainly did it because he felt like he needed to do some type of sport.

Gaz: Had a pretty normal childhood, owned a dog he’d take running with him.

Gaz: Great cook, he just liked cooking and still will watch the occasional cooking show if it sounds interesting.

Gaz: when he was in middle school he took band, played clarinet. Hated every second of it.

Gaz: Can’t stand sweet things. Candy gives him a headache. Only on his birthday will he indulge and get himself a cupcake.

Price: Hated school, did not do well in it. Dropped out his junior year. Was a huge trouble maker and skipped school a lot. The military really fixed his behavior, kind of.

Price: Has a surprising sweet tooth, even if he denies it. His favorite sweet treat is trifles, doesn’t like that they tend to only be sold around Christmas.

Price: Can cook, but it’s nothing special. Prefers to just order something from somewhere with decent food.

Price: He tends to fall asleep at his desk a lot, it’s not because he’s so exhausted (well that’s part of it) but he just prefers it, he things his chair is more comfortable than his bed.

Price: Story teller, will yap about things for hours if you let him. Laswell usually does when they’re at a bar.

[lukasagitta]

Too many anime boys had excellent hair and that’s why I didn’t find out that I was gay sooner

[bylrndgm]

JULIE AND THE PHANTOMS (2020) // JULIE E OS FANTASMAS (2011) 1.01 - Wake Up // 1.01 - Enfrentando Fantasmas -> Julie meets the Band.

[skipandloafer-anime]

Skip and Loafer Chapter 63:

We’re in Kyoto!!!!!

[mushramoo]

WHOEVER MADE THAT POST ABT VINCENT IN FNAF IT REMINDED ME ABOUT THE OG PURPLEPHONE AMV OTL

[enobariasdistrict2]

thinking about the scene in book!tbosas where teslee (district three female) was being attacked by the horrifying snakes and she nonverbally pleaded with mizzen (district four male) for help. and he only shook his head, not moving to help her - but the book specifically stated that this was more out of stunned fear/horror than any kind of menace or glee at teslee's imminent death.

and he wasn't even from her district too. they were not in an alliance. she literally had no reason to expect any assistance from him, but district divisions & sectionalism didn't matter when she was scared and in pain. none of these divisions of districts one, two, three, four, five through twelve matter!!! not when children are suffering and dying as penance for a just war that ended several years ago! it's as if the narrative is trying to tell you there is no difference between a suffering/dying child from one district or another.

[partywithponies]

I love period works based on relatively recent decades that are built entirely out of the childhood nostalgia of the people making them, and as such end up being just as much time capsules of the time they were made as the time they're set.

Like. I don't know if I'm wording this right. But "show or film based on a particular decade but entirely from the real memories yet flawed nostalgia glasses of a writer who was a kid at the time" is always going to be very much a product of its time. Like. Grease and Happy Days, both set in the 50s, could only ever have been made in the 70s and early 80s. Hairspray (the original film) and Heartbeat, both set in the 60s, could only ever have been made in the late 80s and the 90s. Ashes to Ashes, set in the early 80s, could only ever have been made in the late 00s. And Turning Red, set in the early 00s, could only ever have been made in the 2020s.

Because none of those works are true accurate depictions of what those years were objectively actually like. They're true accurate depictions of what those years felt like, if you were twelve at the time.

And that's something future generations of writers are never going to be able to quite emulate in quite the same way.

[apollos-boyfriend]

I freaking love creepypastas. In your version/interpretation of the mansion, do you think it has electricity and plumbing?? :3

yes but only in a very specific way. i subscribe to the idea that the mansion is like. living/sentient to some extent. she has Feelings. so while in general, the mansion has modern electricity and plumbing and everything, but the second you piss her off you get your privileges revoked. jeff accidentally made a hole in the wall once and she refused to let him take anything but freezing cold showers for weeks (which wasn't that bad, all things considered. i don't think jeff takes more than one shower per week)

you CAN get service there but any call/text you make will auto add slendy and Yes he will be listening in and silently judging your conversations. it also technically has wifi but only if ben is in the room. any ben-less room must suffer without

[moltenhair]

It's funny to be an adult who didn't realize they were queer until they were grown. Turns out those "crushes" on the cool boys weren't crushes. It was gender envy, but I didn't have the vocabulary to convey that

[valewritessss]

Anyone who’s out of high school or in college, do teenage boys eventually get nicer? They make me not want to go to school.

[insane-weasel]

I think as writers we should hold funerals for our WIPs more often.

Dearly beloved, gather us here today where this fic of some middle-aged man getting rawdogged and this other fanfic about the importance of friendship are laid to rest, because the author got really distracted playing that new video game.

We celebrate what could have been, cut-and-recycle those really good lines or ideas, because I swear I'm going to use them, I swear! And drag this poor document not to the great recycling bin or trash, but to the "graveyard" folder because sometimes I like to commune with the dead.

[shutupandplayasong]

Lemme tell you as someone who only read two and half Percy Jackson books twelve years ago and remembers maybe three things from them in total, I was so fucking excited when those blue pancakes showed up I was waiting for them

[mars-ipan]

this is gonna sound incredibly virtue signal-y i fear but i have been feeling. so fiercely protective of all the transfems i've ever met lately