#Student-learning outcomes

[velocityinstitute]

[comicaurora]

So uhh. If you feel like talking about it. As someone who lives in the US, how are you being kind to yourself on this upsetting morning <3

Checked in with my loved ones first and foremost.

It's interesting. The vibe I've been getting from my circle is very different from 2016. Much less… dread and horror at a realignment of the understanding of what can and can't happen here, now, in this place and day and age. More "fuck, guys. again? whatever. enjoy your consequences, maybe you'll manage to learn something this time."

Frustration and anger is not the most positive feeling, or even the most fair one to express, but it is a protective one. It hurts a lot less than most alternatives.

And it's quite a shift. It was earthshattering back then. How could this have been allowed to happen? Why couldn't it be stopped? Why couldn't we stop it? Why couldn't I stop it? Why couldn't everyone see what this meant? Why couldn't I make them understand? Did they really not care? What did that mean about humanity as a whole? Were we so thoughtless? How could anyone be trusted?

It seems… much less earthshattering to see it happen twice. Disappointing, sure. Frustrating. But nowhere near as devastating as the first time I saw it unfold. We already knew it could happen. I've already had time to digest the implications. Now I'm just freshly disappointed.

It also feels less indicative of Crushing Truths Of Reality this time. We've seen shit get bad. We've also seen shit get better from here! We know both outcomes are possible, even inevitable. We know hoping for a better future is always worthwhile. This isn't the apocalypse. It's an unremarkably bad turn of events brought on by unremarkably self-centered well-documented human impulses. It's utterly mundane in its unpleasantness. It doesn't need to be dignified with despair.

A democratic election, no matter the outcome or the side we're on, makes us all acutely aware of how outnumbered we are by people whose worldviews and priorities are demonstrably incomprehensible to us. And the first time you get outnumbered, it's a shock. Defeat is haunting. It didn't matter how badly you wanted it; by the very function of democracy, you do not have the power to override greater numbers. (insert electoral college caveat here)

The second time through, I find myself focusing on a different facet that has dramatically reduced the amount of spiralling I'm doing. I don't expect this to work for everyone, but for me specifically, it helped to crystallize a few thoughts:

You don't have the power to control anyone else. You don't. You can't share your worldview and your revelations with them. You can't make them think or understand anything. You can lay it all out for them, but you can't make them listen, and you can't make it click. A mentor can't make their student learn a lesson; that's why teaching is so complicated and hard. An active choice must be made by the person to enable themselves to understand, and they must put the pieces together in their own mind before it makes sense to them, and the pieces must have been presented in a way that makes sense to them in the first place. Lead a horse to water, can't make them drink.

These elections highlight a disconnect in what different groups of people care about; and no matter how clearly you explain yourself or how passionately you perform, caring cannot be forced on someone. Understanding and connection cannot be forced. You cannot make anything or anyone matter to someone. They have to choose to see how it matters in order to internalize it. If they choose not to, that is not your failing. You couldn't have made them do it by just Explaining Better. They are not your responsibility. They make their own choices. You can't reach inside their head and connect the dots for them.

I'm a storyteller. I make stories and put them out into the world. I hope people get something good out of them, but I have no control over what that something is. I want people to be thoughtful and kind and compassionate and hopeful and see themselves reflected in stranges, no matter their differences. I can craft stories that I hope encourage this. But that is the extent of my ability and the extent of my responsibility. I control no-one's actions but my own, and so while I am not having the best day, I am at least content that I am doing what I can, and I am not shattering myself against impossibilities trying to control the things I can't.

Sometimes, people make decisions that I think are really bad. I can't make that not happen. All I can do is try to make decisions that will result in things I think are good. Today, that means checking in on people, and not assigning too much dramatic narrative weight to an ultimately mundane set of unremarkable bad decisions outside of my control. We'll take life as it comes and help each other out when and how we can. Everything else is out of our hands.

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[marmorenshud]

why did I fucking give up my apartment that was so stupid

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Identifying Direction - LO’s

Professional Futures Presentation (in fulfilment of Learning Outcome 1 – see below)

Monday 17 April 2023 - Assessment 

This is a 10-minute presentation that explores your approach to professional practice, as well as looking towards L6 and beyond. This is an opportunity to present yourself, highlight your skills and experiences, and to apply the Professional Futures lectures to your own journey. This presentation should go beyond a simple PowerPoint; it should be a well-considered, rehearsed, polished, and professional presentation. This will take the form of an individual presentation in front of staff and peers. 

Body of Work (in fulfilment of Learning Outcomes 2 and 3 – see below) Deadline: Monday 15th May 2023 - 9am 

If you have a support statement: Monday 22nd May 2023 (5 working day extension for assignments of 4000 words or less) 

As part of this module you will work on a body of practical work; this may be realised through one or more briefs. You will document your learning in an RVJ, and at the end of the module you will do a presentation to staff on the work you’ve done. Through the RVJ & presentation, you will analyse the development of your project work and your final outcomes, reflectively evaluating your learning journey as well as identifying connections with theory and contemporary practice, allowing you to clarify your own individual direction and to look towards your final year. 

Critical Reflective Evaluation (in fulfilment of Learning Outcome 4 – see below) Deadline: Monday 16th May 2023 - 12pm (noon) 

If you have a support statement: Monday 22nd May 2023 (5 working day extension for assignments of 000 words or less) of 1000 words (+-10%) using a provided template. 

As part of this module you will complete a Critical Reflective Evaluation (up to 1000 words +-10%) using a template provided. This will involve you evaluating the strengths and weaknesses on your own learning, as well as describing personal routes for exploration for the first L6 module Advancing Practice. You will identify a potential focus for the module itself which considers practical and elements. 

[anthurak]

Okay but you have no idea how much I want to see a crossover where Ruby has to deal with the standard ‘first-year philosophy student who just learned what nihilism is’-brand of anime villain who does the typical ‘the world is mean and bad’ cynicism shtick that generally sends your average friendly-optimist hero into an existential crisis…

…only for Ruby “Well that’s why we’re here. To make it better” Rose to just casually blow that shit off without a second thought and give said villain serious genre-whiplash.

Or better yet, give said villain an actual rebuttal deconstructing that viewpoint that they clearly were NOT expecting to deal with.

And yeah, yeah, the expected outcome might be for Ruby to reach out and empathize with the villain and induce some kind of redemption.

But I think it would be WAY more fun to see Ruby completely flip the script and just BRUTALLY deconstruct said villain’s whole cynical worldview just like said villain would typically do to anyone else. While perhaps also giving them a brutal ass-kicking.

Or, especially if this is a Post-Volume 9 Ruby, the villain does some mindreading-BS and is just utterly shocked at how much shit Ruby has been through and leaves his whole cynical worldview utterly and existentially BAFFLED and unhinged that all this didn’t turn her into a villain in a ‘Why are you not like me?!!!’ breakdown.

Basically, both Ruby’s and the show’s Defiant Optimism does not get nearly enough appreciation and I really want to see a more standard anime-villain get completely wrecked by it.

[whatt-the]

Gift for @uno-san

College Stanford x milf reader

Content warnings: age gap obviously, stanford is a warning because I am tired of people pretending he isn't odd as hell, fem reader

Author's note: this takes place in an AU where Stanley never ruined ford's project and he got into his dream college. He is taken under the wing of an esteemed scientist, shenanigans (cheating on ur husband in a loveless marriage) ensue.

devious devious art about this coming soon! Both targeted and about the ambiguous "reader".

This is also only part 1 and there will definetly be more to come

Imagine how Stanford felt when first being invited to his mentor's house, after a particularly lengthy discussion on whatever topic the lecture his mentor gave happened to be about. I can imagine all sorts of emotions running through his mind... anxiety, excitement, a bit of shock- he knew he was smart, but he never thought his theories were reasonable enough to challenge his mentor's views: you see, he really idolized that man. Continuing their discussions would be an honor, and the mere mention of publishing multiple papers with him had stanford's mind racing, he could barely contain his joy!

Now, understand that he had plans for the unexpected visit: he'd prove his worth, his technical prowess, anything to get more of that sweet, sweet approval. We both know he didn't have much of that in his youth, neither did he get much of it now... it seems he is always the single oddest character in any given room, even amongst other well educated, motivated students. "Teacher's pet", "tryhard", he couldn't believe it at first- such childish insults at such an esteemed institution? He thought those got left behind in high school. How innocent he is. Regardless:

His plans were to prove himself.

Well, like I said, were.

Right now? His mind couldn't be further from his studies.

He'd made it to the house alongside the professor, the discussion now spanning multiple topics- he was having fun. Rare, considering any of his other interactions with quite literally anyone else.

(Truly the outcomes are deplorable. His social skills are lacking to an astronomical degree, to the point where it is borderline comical how little he knows about human interaction. It is a cliché, the nerd who doesn't know how to socialize, but it wouldn't be so popular of a trope if it didn't often get reflected in reality. Not like he knew it was very popular to begin with: even the claim that he learned to interact with others through books would be false, since he strayed from any sort of romantic narrative. It was out of a feeling of inadequacy, really.)

Then, the door was opened.

And that's when he met you for the first time.

"You! You're Stanford right? I've heard good things from my husband here-"

"Come on, don't flatter the kid yet." Your husband spoke with a chuckle

"Hey! He deserves to hear how good he's doing! Come here." You walked forward and hugged him, it was your way of greeting people. It was warmer and more welcoming- both things the world lacked severely.

(Stanford found himself paralyzed where he stood for a few moments. He'd already found your personality endearing -your appearence even moreso-, and now you're pressed up against him? He simply must be dreaming. You felt so soft against him-- heavens, how long had it been since he'd received a hug? Far too long, clearly, but he doesn't remember them ever feeling this good)

The societal pressure to reply to this action in some way caught up to him fast, however. He was quick to place a hand on your waist, his range of motion being limited from your arms wrapping around his own. He may experience the social pressure, but he really has no clue what's appropriate and what isn't, huh? Cute.

(Had he a modicum of self control, he'd most definetly have had a much more timely and well adjusted response to your touch, but amidst the smell of your perfume, your soft arms around him, your hair tickling against his face, the feeling of your hands on his back... nothing carried the same weight as your presence did, who could blame him for doing what his mind instructed him to do and touch you back somehow? He'll come to find that he will blame himself very much for this interaction. No one more judgemental on his behaviors than the one responsible for them)

Once you pulled back from him, you were quick to usher them inside and offer them snacks, reasoning that they'd deserved something nice after studying and debating so much on so many topics. Your husband eagerly agreed and impatiently waited for your food through busying himself by unearthing blueprints and all sorts of different research papers so there would be grounds for his and ford's endless theorizing.

And thus, as you left, Stanford was left with his own thoughts. He made note of the fact that those very same thoughts were entirely consumed by you: how you dressed, how you looked, how soft your hair was, how lovely your voice sounded; all things that brought him much joy to think about, but equal parts of shame. He didn't necessarily want to have any such invasive thoughts about his professor's wife, yet there he is, with his thoughts growing more wretched by the minute. It's almost like his brain was against him: guiding thoughts that had him blushing at the very visage into his mind's eye. He wanted your hands on his back again- he wanted you to drag your nails across it-- he wanted to feel your lips on his, he wanted to feel your breath grow shaky against him--

"Here it is!! Sorry for the wait"

Papers getting dropped on the table and a thankful sigh were the next things he heard. His professor turned to him, instructing him to sit at the table, since "if you don't come quick, there won't be any left for you!"

Your food was great, simply regarded as the usual to your husband, but seen as the world's 8th wonder by Stanford. When asked if he was enjoying the food, he quickly assured you that he was absolutely enjoying it, making sure to remark that it is "the best thing he's had since he entered college", which was not at all a lie, considering he was surviving off of microwaved cup noodles and the occasional granola bar- but even he knew that was too pathetic for him to mention at all.

Your husband and Stanford made quick work of the snacks and promptly got back to... spewing big pompous words and numbers at eachother... at least it seems they were having fun, considering they'd laugh toguether on occasion. That must be a good sign? You weren't entirely sure what was happening with those 2, and you took to not interrupting them in lest you break their chain of thought.

The afternoon went by in the blink of an eye to them. Discussions on various theories followed by reading research papers followed by sketching on blueprints followed by more reading research papers. It was their passion, it seems. However, ford was greatly saddened that it was already so late- he knew full well that if he stayed any longer he'd end up spending the night on your couch, so both him and his professor agreed that it was very much time for him to go back to campus snd consequently to the dorms.

Of course, that wasn't going to happen before he got to say goodbye to you. Even if he was embarrassed to look you in the eye after a full day of... various thoughts about you, he couldn't seem to get enough of your presence. Making his way towards the front door, you were the only one who accompanied him, since your husband was quite busy organizing the mess him and his pupil had created throughout the day.

As you stood at the doorway, you saw yourself growing quite sorrowful that he'd be leaving already, he was quite interesting to you. However, nothing could have prepared neither you nor him for what he did next. He turned around to face you once more, seemingly debating something in his mind for an instant. But, just as quickly as his uncertainty was noticed, it vanished, being replaced by a conviction and fervor he didn't expect from himself -his self control seemed to disappear when he was with you- .Thus, he gently took a hold of your hand and brought it up to his height, kissing the back of it lightly. You could feel your heart skip a beat; you hadn't experienced any such romantic gestures in... god knows how long. As he pulled back, you spoke.

"I-it was... lovely meeting you Stanford." You squeezed his hand as you took a step forward. As soon as he returned your sentiment, he was gone. Though, in the look you both shared during those brief moments, you both knew this wasn't going to be the last time he'd be in this house.

You'd both make sure of it.

Stanford's professor after ford practically begged to go back to his house again: "did you really like her cooking that much?"

Stanford, sweating profusely: "yeah.. her.. . Cooking......"

[bennyden]

User hamatoanne's fic plagiarism

Hello, I’m the author of The Android, an AO3 Robot OC x Reader fic that was plagiarized by hamatoanne on Tumblr in her Aemond x Reader story, System Error. You can read my AO3 post for more info about the issue. As you can tell by the timestamps on AO3 and the screenshots of her now-deleted story, mine was posted months before hers. I didn’t want to make this public, but it appears Anne has not learned her lesson and is grasping at straws to keep her readers in the dark. She’s been deleting her stories to hide evidence of her plagiarism. I think you deserve to know who your beloved writer gets her words from.

I don’t know this fandom, but I’ve heard you guys can get pretty crazy. Control yourselves. The only one who needs to take responsibility is Anne. Don’t send hate to her mutuals. Don’t send hate to her followers. Don’t stalk or harass or dox anyone. Read through this post and form your opinion.

First bunch of screenshots: A side-by-side comparison of her story (now deleted) and mine (still up and linked above). I took screenshots in advance in case something like this happened so I’d have proof if I needed it. I decided to compare the first chapter of my fic with the first part of hers. I could do the whole thing, but I’m a busy college student and I think just a quick skim of the pictures below is enough for people to see the extent of her plagiarism. 

I have screenshots of her entire post, but I don’t want to make this too long to scroll through and Tumblr posts cap at 30 pictures. I’m assuming some of you have already read her story multiple times, so you’re familiar with the words. If you haven’t, then I should warn you that the fic that she plagiarized is very not SFW. I’ll let you know where the not SFW content starts so you can skip it. 

On the left is my story. On the right is what Anne posted (and took down).

Not SFW content starts here. 

Not SFW content over.

Finally, I DM’ed her. This was just before I posted to The Android on AO3 about the situation. To summarize, I wrote about how I would go about the situation and how hurt I was about a bigger creator stealing from me. I admit, I was too kind and too much of a pushover. I just wanted things to go quietly. She later replied with this and deleted her fic immediately. 

“I was completely stupid for not giving your credit” Why do they always play dumb? You copy that much and can’t even think to put my name there? You credit the artist but not the person who basically wrote your whole story? The story that gave you over 3k notes, so much more clout than any of your other stories has earned you? Total BS.

“I had every intention of giving credit where it was due…But I forgot” Right. Sure. Of course. If she felt guilty about plagiarizing, she would not be so shameless to accept praise like she did. I have examples of where she happily thanked people for complimenting "her work”, but didn’t want to bring other blogs into this, especially since they were none the wiser to her plagiarism. Ironically enough, someone even gifted her a badge for being a good writer the day she replied to my DM. She tagged that post “#a breath of fresh air on a horrible day”. I wonder why her day was horrible. Whoever gifted her that badge deserves their money back.

My thoughts when approaching her DMs were:

If she wants to keep up the story? Fine, just edit the post to say that it was heavily influenced by my story and leave a link to the original. I don’t mind. The readers will see that, click my story, compare the two, and think, “Hey, that’s not just inspiration! She plagiarized!” and her downfall would start from there without me having to do anything.

If she ignored me and didn’t fulfill that request, i would take matters into my own hands and expose her on her own post. Even more damaging.

In the end, she chose to delete the post entirely, getting rid of the evidence and her clout. I actually didn’t expect this outcome since I thought she’d like the clout too much, but I guess she decided this route would be the least damaging to her reputation. Everything was swept under the rug for now. 

And like a fool, I said thanks and went on with my life. But I decided to keep track of her. Because while I was too cowardly to do anything, I knew there would always be someone in the crowd who would take action. And it seems like people did. 

After reading the supportive comments from readers of my fic, I started to regret how lightly I handled it. I wanted to be mature even though I wanted her entire blog to fall and her reputation taken away. But I didn’t want to be a “bad person”. I wondered if I should keep pursuing the issue. I realized that my overly-people-pleasing behavior might lead her to continue her ways. I decided to speak out because others might’ve had their works taken by her and that my silence wasn’t helping. 

Next is her post, now deleted (I wonder why), about how she’s been so sad and how she’s going to be deleting her old stories and starting over. I’m likely not the only one she’s plagiarized from if she’s deleting other stories. At the time, I only saw supportive replies and reblogs on it, but maybe she deleted it after people started calling her out? Idk.

She’s playing the victim game pretty hard. Acting as a kind underdog even though she’s the big creator who stole from a nobody like me. I know I said on my AO3 update that people shouldn’t send hate to her (and even censored her name after she deleted her story) but I guess I’m a little happy that people sought to call her out on her shit. I wish I was as brave. 

Later, a nice person (we’ll call her Bob because she asked to remain anonymous) DM’ed me directly with a kind message. After seeing this, I decided I should take action and expose all of this since Anne obviously hasn’t learned and wants to keep it all hidden. Bob confirmed that I’m not the only victim of Anne’s plagiarism either.

Bob asked that I not use screenshots of our DM’s so here is a transcription of the important parts:

“Hey! I just found out that one of your fics had been plagiarized by someone in the HOTD community. First of all, I am tremendously sorry that happened…”

(For Bob’s privacy, I won’t explain her relation to Anne. Just know that Anne has refused to message her back).

“I definitely think you should make a blog post. with side by side comparison. I am still completely gobsmacked that she pilfered your entire story word for word and changed a few things. We found evidence that she had plagiarized multiple stories. Not just yours. We found out her mermaid!aemond fic was entirely stolen as well as a few others. She has quietly deleted them and hasn't spoken on them since.”

“We surmised that she takes ‘underrated’ fics from different fandoms and changes the name and that's it. It's almost like she believed that stealing from other fandoms was going to draw less attention than stealing directly from the HOTD fandom.”

So if you noticed that one of your favorite Aemond fics is gone, now you know why.

‘But benny, she still wrote her own sentences and just changed it around to fit aemond!’

Fanfiction is transformative. You know what the source material is and who created it. You know you’re not reading a copied and pasted text with maybe some words and sentences switched around. This wasn’t fanfic. According to Google, plagiarism is defined as, “the practice of taking someone else's work or ideas and passing them off as one's own.” (See what I did there? I credited Google. Is it so hard to give credit where credit is due?) She copied people's work, didn't give credit to the source material, and claimed it as her own. That's plagiarism.

I wouldn’t have had a problem if she properly credited me and linked the original story. I wouldn’t have had a problem if she didn’t blatantly copy and paste the entire text and premise. I wouldn’t even require getting permission to write a story based on my fic if she had satisfied those conditions.

She’s a 27-year-old grown-ass woman with enough free time to simp over some blond guy with an eyepatch. I’m a 21-year-old college student who only posts fics during the summer and winter because that’s when school’s on break. I’m too busy writing lab reports and essays to be an active writer online. The fact that she can disrespect smaller writers so tremendously should not be acceptable. The fact that she also deceived her devoted readers and friends about her "works" is also unacceptable.

What can you do about this? To be honest, I don’t know what to do. I’ve never had to deal with this before. I want to be a good person and say, “Don’t send any hate to Anne, don’t harass her. Just unfollow her and stop supporting her.” But that obviously hasn’t taught her anything. She’ll just make a half-assed apology, maybe go on hiatus, maybe disappear, and then pop up again under another name to steal from another creator. If you have any ideas on how to deal with this, please tell us. 

She can try to block me or delete her posts, but the evidence is out and the damage is done. Anything she does to hide this mess will only make it worse for her. I’d appreciate people bringing more awareness to this issue, especially if it can reach the eyes of others she’s taken from. 

Thanks for reading.

[entaberp]

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[x-hotoke]

HEADCANNONS on how they treat you as their brother !

writer's note: this is a MALE reader insert. Idfk why gojo's part is so long like what

warnings: yandere themes, unhinged characters, obsessive themes, use of you/your pronouns.

characters: gojo satoru, nobara kugisaki, megumi fushiguro.

GOJO SATORU as your little brother

Satoru is a cocky and playful little brother any one can get, ever since he was 5 — he would latch onto you at every chance he gets.

Being Satoru's older brother had its pros and cons; one of the advantages was that you get to be spoiled by him rottenly daily even if you didn't want to. You worked as a teacher at the Tokyo Jujutsu High before getting driven out by your little brother during his second year there.

You couldn't stay mad at him for long because he was your baby brother, you can forgive but never forget. He would force you to comb his hair while he sits on the ground and you are on the bed. He would rant about ridiculous things as well as his students which you would scowl at him every time he would mention.

He would often bring you food that he thought that you would like but in the end you would politely decline it because it doesn't suit your taste in which he gets all pissy about, yelling how ungrateful you are then leaves the room after. He would come back the day after with a load of shopping bags with him as a sign of apology.

Satoru is the type of brother who would whine for your attention and annoy the heck out of you. But don't be fooled by his childish behaviours, he is the strongest sorcerer in the modern era. Any wrong move you make will result in bad outcomes.

Let's move onto the punishments, he doesn't do it often and lets you get away with some things because he knows you wouldn't cross the line, you learned your lesson last time. His punishments are harsh and brutal, considering you're a former teacher in Jujutsu High, he knows that you can see the curses. He would leave you in a place with curses scrawling around until you learned your lesson or; he would physically and mentally harm you.

The first time you went out of the estate, he went crazy when he got home, searching every nook and cranny for you before finding you outside a shop, looking at something inside the window. He dragged you back to your room, scolding you like crazy.

If he's generous enough, he would chain your leg or wrist to the bed if you escape or would starve your for days then lecturing you as if you're the younger brother between the two of you.

Asking help from the servants? He'll isolate you in your room for days with only one meal being given to you per day. It made you frail and easily sick which satoru loved.

No one would help you — if it means satisfying Gojo Satoru, they'll do anything.

Whenever you would assert your role to him as his older brother, he waves you off — not bothering to even give you a glance as he hums sitting on the chair next to your bed.

But he does try his best to make you feel better afterwards by showering you with expensive and lavish gifts and also food that you love and maybe you can visit the school again ��� and ask for help.

KUGISAKI NOBARA as your big sister

She was there when you were brought out to earth, standing next to your mother who held you in her arms in awe. You were so little and handsome, she was quick to learn on how to take care of you so you wouldn't bother both of your mother's sleep.

Nobara would keep an eye out for you, taking things from your hands that would pose a threat to you but in reality it doesn't.

By the time you got to the age of 12, she was 16. The two of you left the village after she felt conflicted — disgusted by the villagers who drove Saori and her family out of the village. She doesn't know why but all she can think for now is how she'll take care of her younger brother.

It was a miracle that Gojo let nobara keep you in her dorm in fear of losing you if you were to live outside Jujutsu High. She couldn't bear the thought of it. Every time she has to go on a mission or hang out with her friends, she would come back with gifts, she knew you would like.

You weren't really allowed outside her dorm, locked in a small place made you lonely and desperate for attention — as a child, you thought of her as the best sister in the whole world could ever offer. Every time she comes back, she would play knight and the dragon with you.

But on some stressful days, she would straight up ignore you for the whole day and by tomorrow she would act as if nothing ever happened.

The first time you went out on your own was when Gojo came inside her dorm, seeing you sitting on the ground playing with your toys. He dragged you with him, showing you around the technical college. After she found out about it, she was calm unlike Gojo since you were only a child. But she can't lie — the moment she opens the door to her dorm, she expects to be greeted but you are nowhere to be found.

Gojo apologized after that, giggling seeing how furious she was with him.

For the punishments, I don't think she would punish you in any way that can physically harm you. Taking your toys would be her number 1 punishment if you do something that irritates her. But overall, she finds no reason to punish you.

FUSHIGURO M. as your big brother

Megumi ever since both of your dad left, tsumiki and him were the ones who took care of you. They would pack your lunch — megumi going as far as to pick pocket for a couple of yen as long as you get something to eat during break time.

When a tall white haired man came to pick megumi up, he was shocked at you — he didn't expect another child. Toji didn't tell him about you, only megumi. You whined to megumi about how you wanted to see tsumiki again.

By the time both of you were at the school, he was suspicious and would make you stand behind him every time someone would be introduced to the both of you.

As time goes on — you are now 10 and he was 15. He trusted you enough to be a second year like him as long as you can protect yourself.

But one time you got injured very bad, he freaked out — not knowing what to do. He called Gojo in hopes he could do something. After that incident, you weren't allowed to go outside your dorm nor even join the three along with missions.

Worry and fear clouded megumi's mind, he feared for the worst where you'll get heavily injured during a mission and he won't be there to rescue you.

He went as far as asking Gojo to make locks from the outside of your door. The white headed male agreed nonetheless.

The first time you escaped — it wasn't pretty. You could hear howling from afar. The dogs pounced on you, biting your leg which made you scream out in pain. As I said; it wasn't pretty. You heard a whistle before passing out from blood loss.

By the time you wake up, chains wrapped around your wrist and leg. He wouldn't isolate you like everyone else — He would bring his friends in, who you couldn't ask for help. He knew you were scared of Yuji and he would purposely make him go closer to you.

The Punishments are harsh from him — it doesn't matter if what you did was small. He would make his dogs back you up in a corner before letting them do whatever they want. You were afraid of dogs when you were a kid and up until now you still are.

After that — he would treat your wounds, he won't comfort you—no no no—he would berate you. Once he was satisfied, he would sit at the edge of the bed unresponsive while looking at the ground.

Overall he wouldn't hurt you himself, he can't imagine him doing that to you. He loves you too much to do so. That's why he makes his divine dogs do it for him.

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The Benefits of Learner-Centred Teaching: Boost Student Outcomes with These Proven Strategies

Discover the benefits and challenges of a learner-centred approach to teaching and learning. Learn how to overcome common obstacles and create an engaging, effective learning experience for all learners. #education #teaching #learnercentred

What is Learner-Centred Teaching? I’ve written about this before, but it’s time for an update here as well as in my ebook. In education, the term “learner-centred” is often used to describe a teaching approach that prioritises the needs, interests, and abilities of learners. However, the concept of learner-centredness can be somewhat elusive and difficult to define. Below, I’ll explore…

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Black History Month: Simon Nkoli

“I am black, and I am gay. I cannot separate the two parts of me into secondary and primary struggle. They will all be one struggle.”

Simon Nkoli was born in the late 1950s in the Black township of Soweto in South Africa. He grew up under apartheid, and first became involved with anti-apartheid activism as a student, despite negative reactions within the movement to his homosexuality.

In 1984, Simon was arrested along with 21 other men while protesting rent increases in the township of Delmas, a group which became known as the Delmas 22. While in prison awaiting trial, Simon was outed, and faced backlash from the rest of the group, many who feared that pulic knowledge of his sexuality would negatively impact the outcome of the trial. To the surprise of his co-accused, Simon received an outpouring of support from the international queer community, which in turn led to greater international support for the Delmas 22 and anti-apartheid work.

Simon was ultimately acquitted, and began work as a founding member of a new group, GLOW - the Gay and Lesbian Organisation of Witwatersrand - fighting for the rights of queer people in Johannesburg’s Black townships. Simon was diagnosed with HIV while in prison, and focussed especially on HIV/AIDS activism in Black communities. With GLOW, Simon went on to organise Johannesburg’s first Pride march in 1990.

In 1994, Nelson Mandela became South Africa’s president, marking the end of apartheid. Simon met and negotiated with government officials to ensure the rights of gay and lesbian people would be enshrined in the country’s new constitution - the first country in the world to do so.

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Image: Simon wearing a shirt with a pink triangle which reads “No liberation without gay-lesbian liberation”, and a pin reading “Silence=Death”

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My sociolinguistics course in undergrad was taught by an L2 AAVE speaker: the professor was half-black and raised in an approximately GenAm speaking environment, but acquired fluency in AAVE later in life. The course was about 1/2 general sociolinguistics, 1/4 sociolinguistics of AAVE specifically, and 1/4 "AAVE for GenAm speakers", which was pretty fun. We were tested on AAVE grammar but I have since forgotten how all the auxiliaries work.

The professor had strong opinions about the 1996 Ebonics controversy, namely that (despite the given justifications by the Oakland school board being linguistically nonsense) teaching black students in AAVE would have been desirable both because it would have lead to better learning outcomes and because it would have increased the prestige of AAVE as a dialect. I think she was probably more or less right on both points. AAVE can be quite divergent from GenAm, and teaching kids in the language they speak generally results in them understanding you better. Of course one runs into practical issues with the availability of textbooks and so on, but that seems pretty solvable (both through writing new textbooks in AAVE and teaching AAVE speakers English as a second language, which would naturally be pretty easy for them).

Anyway. Long story short I think part of her deal is that she was LARPing the better world in which "AAVE as a second language" is a class you could take. And it was quite enjoyable to get to participate.