#Junior High
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seredelgi · 1 year ago
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Levi's introduction parallels.
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one-time-i-dreamt · 1 year ago
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I was pouring white rice down a toilet.
Some boys from my junior high school class were in the background, playing Megalovania on a piano.
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warpedwings · 1 month ago
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Misha Collins and Jensen Ackles through the years before Supernatural.
1991
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Misha before high school prom.
Jensen in school yearbook.
2005 2004 2003 2002 2001 2000 1999 1998 1997 1996 1995 1994 1992 1990 1987/1989 1985 1982 1978
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vampshxde · 5 months ago
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I Think I Can Love You
Halloween night. You could only wish to go back to that night. To stop yourself from making stupid prank phone calls.
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"Everyone? Even Katsuki?" You asked Izuku over the phone. "Yeah. Even Kacchan, " he responded. He surely matured over the years. He had such a calm voice now. You didn't know what to think. But you had no right to tell Izuku what to do. If Izuku forgave him, then that's all that matters.
Out of all the numbers you called, you just so happened to call him. "Who the hell is calling at 3am.." An irritated tone spoke to you from the phone. Your eyes widened. Katsuki? You couldn't help but immediately click the bright red button. Staring at the device. He couldn't have known who it was, I mean, you haven't spoken to the guy since his middle school years. He was such a dick back then. Although you weren't much better. You would laugh at the quirkless kid, Izuku, as well. However, you apologized over the phone to Izuku a while back. It was awkward. But he forgave you, in fact he said he forgave everyone.
Speaking of Izuku, you two had a hangout upcoming. He said it could be like some type of a reunion. The day of the reunion came faster than you thought. Heading out to meet Izuku at this little coffee shop. Oddly enough, he was at a table for three?? You sat down at the table, across from him. An empty seat to the side.
"Hey Izuku, what's up with the third chair?" You spoke to him calmly. Analyzing his looks, this was the first time you've seen him since middle school. He had a lot of scars. Running up and down his arm. A couple on his face. You had zoned out on what he said. Something about another old friend coming as well. However, your eyes darted to the chair when it was pulled out, and blonde hair spikes could be seen. Awh fuck. Katsuki Bakugou.
Might be doing a couple other parts
Just a small little cliffhanger for you!! ☺️
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P.2, P.3, P.4
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yeorin08 · 9 months ago
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junior high armin gives a whole different level of serotonin.
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HE HAS PAWWWSSSSSS
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aengelren · 10 months ago
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Eren is not a morning person
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coolnessgraphed · 1 year ago
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cyberrlivv · 8 months ago
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School AU Yumihisu is my therapy✌️
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crabmanmanda · 9 months ago
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Sure I fuck with Gertie x Kristen. This will be part of my identity forever.
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stygiy · 1 year ago
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🌦️🌦️🌦️
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dollsofrainbowhigh · 9 months ago
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Sunny 🎤 Pajama Party Junior High
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asterkurayami · 5 months ago
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uwmspeccoll · 11 months ago
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Publishers' Binding Thursday
Since it's the beginning of the semester we're sharing an educational book that will help you reach your Language Goals just like the fellow on the cover. Language Goals was written by Dr. Henry G. Paul, professor of the "teaching of English" at University of Illinois, and W.D. Miller, "Formerly Superintendent of Schools, Easthampton, Mass." I've shared several of this sort of book here and for most of them it's been difficult to find anything out about the authors, as is the case here. However, we do know that the publisher, Lyons & Carnahan, was a textbook publisher based in Chicago and published this book in 1931.
The book's cover features some tree or leaf (?) like designs in columns on either side of a man with his arms triumphantly raised atop a long staircase or pyramid. This book has some personal touches to it that we can only assume were added by the person whose name adorns the flyleaf: Russell Frank Engstrom. We also know Engstrom's address (2447 North 62nd Street, Wauwatosa, WI), home room (116) and English teacher (Miss Macdonald, Room 117). There is also a little doodle of a man labeled "Uncle Sam" and written on the foreedge is "R.E. L J.M." and "J.R. L D.W." I can only assume the Ls stand for "loves."
When we preserve books we sometimes also get to preserve some stories or memory of the people who owned them. In this case, the fact that Russell Engstrom of Wauwatosa loved somebody with the initials J.M. when he was in junior high in 1931 gives us the idea that maybe junior high has always been about crushes and who likes who.
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-- Alice, Special Collections Department Manager
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kanjiexplained · 7 months ago
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Kanji of the day: 驚
驚 - Wonder, be surprised, frightened, amazed
Kun: おどろ.く、おどろ.かす On: キョウ (Pinyin: jīng | jing1 )
Pictophonetic: 敬 represents the sound (pinyin jìng | jing4),  馬 (horse) represents the meaning
Also Ideographic: Awe 敬 (awe, respect), but in a spooked way 馬 (horse)
This kanji originally only meant to frighten/to startle - horses are notoriously skittish and easily startled, hence the choice of 馬 as the meaning component.
Strokes: 22 Radical: 馬 horse
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andreai04 · 6 months ago
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The boys had seized the cave, and in it they'd found a home away from Welton, away from parents, teachers, and friends—a place where they could be people they never dreamed they'd be. The Dead Poets Society was alive and thriving and ready to seize the day.
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aengelren · 2 years ago
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Erejean brainrot for Jeans birthday
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