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Ok so, three years of teaching, each year got about 110 kids, every single year there is a pair of identical twins in that
#i don't know i kinda just expected that eventually i would get a set of fraternal twins y'know#hold on let me look up the statistic#one in two hundred fifty???#when one in eightyfive is fraternal??#im....#also this is a scheduling thing but every single set of twins has had my class at the same time. do they never break them up what's up#with that
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Little pookie made a 250 video! 🥹
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SO. ON THE TOPIC OF LOSS OF AUTONOMY. i am having the analysis brainworms now i hope u dont mind me going off in ur inbox. hi :]
there is something to be said about how vash's name is used against him constantly. that loss of who he even is as a person. i think about this so much. his name, his very identity is taken away from him. just the mere mention of the name vash the stampede is enough to send an ENTIRE town into a panic. it happens so much and its DEVASTATING to me. hes been labelled a monster across the entire world, and people who stick by his side after hearing his name are few and far between. theres been so much fear tacked onto his name, so much so that OTHER outlaws have used it on multiple occasions to make themselves more powerful. using his name to commit crimes that the real vash would be horrified to even consider. power in names and all that.
vash even. leans into it himself at a certain point. in order to protect the people of augusta he runs through the city shooting bullets into the air and solidifying his image of a deranged killer in the pursuit of. saving everyone. the only way theyll listen to him is if they think hes going to kill them all. if theyre afraid of him. theres also the part in hang fire (? i think its that one) where hes walking through the halls of the sand steamer singing about killing people in order to scare the bandits into not hurting the hostages.
and then you think about. eriks. how lina and her grandma took him in and accepted them as part of his family. how the town around them accepted him only because they had no idea who he actually was. he was a good guy... up until they learned he was vash. and then we get the conversation between the two men in the bar talking about how they should chase him out of town, despite living around him and knowinf him and seeing how good he is for . two years.
but lina and her grandma still accept him after that. theyre one of the only people besides milly/meryl/wolfwood who genuinely love and care abt him despite his name. they still want to keep him safe, grandma asks wolfwood to protect him and keep him out of trouble, even after learning hes the legendary outlaw gunman. because shes seen the true vash ans doesnt let the name scare her.
aughhh im rambling now i probably should have made this into my own post but this makes me SO fuckign crazy dude . give me ur thoughts id love to hear them.
I. YEAH. YEAH. OH MY GOD. Like. nothing is his own anymore. His name is used against him, his face is plastered on wanted posters. There is nothing about himself that he can truly call his. Not even his Plant powers! Because those are used against him time and time again by Knives in EVERY ADAPTATION!!!!
Like. Vash is no longer the name of a kid who once argued with his brother and laughed with his mother and celebrated his birthday and rolled around in grassy fields. It's the name of an outlaw who will kill at the drop of a hat. It's the name of an out-of-control human natural disaster who's leveled cities. If he doesn't even have his name, then what part of himself is really himself anymore?
AND THAT'S WHY I LOVE ERIKS! He finally has something of his own! He's got a name that attached to no one, and a life where he can settle down and stay out of the public eye. He finally has something that is truly his. And no one lets him keep that except for Lina and her grandma.
This guy really has no control over his own life doesn't he!!! He's a passive character in the story of his own life!!! He has nothing of his own, no identity past "humanoid typhoon" because everything about his identity has been stripped from him and morphed into something he's not. He has no say in anything in his life, not even who he is as a person, AND IT DRIVES ME BONKERS N FUCKING YONKERS!!!!
#whiskeys word soup#friend tag :3#trigun#not doing the full formatting for my usual analysis posts bc this is shorter than most#but i'll throw in a few bolds and italics for ease of reading#BUT YEAH. YEAH. i don't have much more to say bc you worded it perfectly but YEAH.#grabbing you by the shoulders and shaking you MAC I'M GOING TO EAT STYROFOAM#MAC. YOUR MIND.#GOD. HE REALLY DOES HAVE ABSOLUTELY NOTHING OF HIS OWN DOESN'T HE#he has no control over anything that happens to him i'm clawing at the walls I'M SCREAMING AND WAILING!!!!!#oh eriks my beloved. being eriks was probably the only thing that made vash feel like a normal person for the longest time#and it was only for two years. TWO YEARS out of ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY
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I 100% will continue to think that people are echos of those around them
Like, I know people talk about this, but I don't think it works the same way for anyone else the way it works in my mind.
I'm like a pie chart of everyone I've met, and some people only take .02% of the chart, and other people take 34%.
My accent was learned by copying the way people move their mouth, because I can't hear well out of my left ear.
It's a mix of my home town, a British accent, sometimes a little Russian, and so many other parts of the world.
And it all culminates because I met people who talked with that accent and I copied how they talk.
I read a lot, and I mean a lot of books when I was a child, and so my writing style is all of those writers mashed into one.
Some of my mannerisms were learned by going to school in such a large school district, and others were learned by being in and out of the doctors so much, even nowadays.
I am learning and growing and being who I am.
And everyone contributed to making me.
It takes a world to raise a child.
#it takes a village#No#It takes a world#It takes galaxies#It takes two#It takes four#It takes eight billion one hundred eighty-one million six hundred eleven thousand one hundred fifty-five#all to make you who you are#Be proud in who you are#And what you've done#Quills out.
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if you told me two years ago i'd be nearing 1k memes for a gay cannibal show.... i would honestly not say much because i avoid talking to people as much as possible irl
#956 meme posts#nine hundred and fifty six#some of those posts have more than one meme in them no it is technically more than 956 *memes*#that's like me posting 1.6 memes every day since the day i made this blog#what. the fuck#(my meme tag says 958 but two are tag navigation/pinned post so they don't count)#it really doesn't feel like that many and yet#like reblogging 5 a day every day would take over 6 months#help lol#if i time it right my one thousandth meme will fall during pride month#perfect#anyway there was no point to this i just feel a bit insane#the speaking clown
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Realised recently that I never draw characters smiling. Also realised in the middle of drawing this that the reason I never draw characters smiling is because I have no fucking clue how
#to be clear he looks deranged on purpose i just think the mouth looks off#i spent TWENTY TWO HOURS on this#GOD#it has some ridiculous amount of layers too. like one hundred and fifty#sometimes i wonder how my ibispaint even functions with the amount layers i use for my art#i am fucking ibispaint in the ass and it’s taking it like a champ#that’s probably the most ridiculous metaphor i could have thought of but whatever#EDIT: nvm i just checked it’s one hundred and seventy two layers LMAOO#death note#death note fanart#mello#death note mello#mello death note#mihael keehl#chara’s art
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halsin (naturally) propositioned naerra and im just thinking about it. im more thinking ‘shadowheart being squished between two big beefy druids’ than whether or not naerra’s even poly
#im thinking about it but yknow#i feel like stance on monogamy and polyamory does stem a lot from how you are raised#and it’s just like Hmmm#like naerra grew up in a noble house for two hundred and forty years#then for the following one hundred and fifty lived in semi isolation in remote places in the underdark#then for the past fifteen years she’s been on the surface#i think they’d be poly. But do they like Halsin enough for that#much to ponder#oc: naerra#roscoe rambles
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don't want to declare victory for the war on ants quite yet but i think i did win a battle...
#saw HUNDREDS of them drinking terro last night and i thought like fifty of them drowned#checked today and. there isn't a Single one in or around the terro#so every single one of those bitches went back to the colony probably!!!#im still absolutely BAFFLED as to why there is a colony in my closet. there is no food in my closet. there is no food in my bedroom.#the only place i eat is the KITCHEN TABLE SO WHAT ARE U LOOKING FOR KIDS#(there was actually a big hole in my window they finally plugged up that was letting water in every time it rained)#(and i REMEMBER seeing this giant ant in my closet when i came home from work on the wall#and going : / i'll get her after i change#and then. she disappeared#that was my first mistake. cause i'm like 95% sure that was the queen)#u would think they would leave if they can't find food#i mean maybe my room does have crumbs i don't claim to be perfect#but i've vaccummed it a bajillion times and literally haven't eaten anything in there in a month at least#maybe two months cause i was out of town#anyways. i hope those bitches are dead.#i feel bad about it cause i hate killing things but they had started crawling on me whenever i was sitting at my desk and. i couldn't deal.#there are giant borax circles all around the legs of my bed and my desk and anything potentially crawlable#it looks like i live in supernatural
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Day One Hundred Fifty-Two
I taught the same Global Studies lesson that I'd taught yesterday, but it didn't go quite as well with the two sections I had today. It wasn't terrible, and they actually had more background knowledge of the Israeli-Palestinian Conflict than my first two sections, but they kept getting off-task. It wore my patience a little thin.
Some days, that happens.
My APGOV students finished their final practice test with some FRQs, which I graded and handed back before the bell. We'll go over anything they got wrong tomorrow, and they'll be able to spend the rest of the block reviewing however they see fit.
Track practice was quick because there was a middle school meet, and out athletes helped officiate, which is cool because it builds connections between our programs. It gives the young kids a chance to interact with their future teammates. I was clerking, so I was herding cats, but- again- it's good fun. Everyone's happy to be competing.
#teaching#teachblr#edublr#education#teacher#social studies#high school#coaching#track#day one hundred fifty two
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Once again I am here to complain about the last 500 words of something being the hardest to write. I wrote all the rest of this? For free? And I have to END it in a meaningful and insightful way???
God I am not your strongest soldier pls stop giving me your hardest battles
#personal#on writing#endings are the BANE of my existence#not once have i written one without screaming crying and gnashing my teeth#writing i love#finishing...my beloathed#this brought to you by#i wrote 2k yesterday#but i have about 300 words to go to finish it#and I've been toiling for two hours#and I've written#ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY WORDS#writing is a stupid hobby but i love ut despite my better judgment
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The number of dumb pranks I’ve wanted to play on clients today…embarrassing
#it’s been like two but they were both very stupid#one lady wanted me to break a $100 and I seriously considered ripping it in half before giving her the change#and another asked for $450 in ‘four ones and a fifty’#and I had to stop myself from giving her four one dollar bills instead of hundreds as a joke#sarah’s assorted thoughts
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Out of Time Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-two
AO3
She goes to Jenny first. There is something about the woman’s straight forwardness that allows her to trust her.
“I have something to confess.” Jenny’s eyes open wide and she frowns.
“Aye?”
“You know I am hiding something.” Jenny nods. She is sternly looking at her but, there is also a softness in her eyes. It gives Tara the strength to continue. “It isn’t anything bad, or at least I don’t think so.”
“I shall judge that. Out with it then.”
“I like ladies. I am a lesbian.” She holds her breath waiting on her reaction. She is still holding it when Jenny throws her arms around her and hugs her.
“My goodness dear,” she says as Tara starts to relax against her, “is that all? That isn’t an issue for me. I assure you that it won’t be for my family either. Any one who has an issue will have to deal with me.”
She is still hugging her when the lass starts to sob. Jenny makes soothing sounds as the defenses Tara was surrounded with, start to fall.
“I didn’t,” a hiccup, “know with breeding being…” Jenny pulls her away to see her face.
“You are a human being, not breeding livestock.” She smiles, “we don’t need uterus ‘ and cocks but men and women to rebuild society. You are strong and brave. Exactly the type of woman needed in this family.”
Her sobs, that had been tapering down, start fresh again. “My family…”
“Not accepting, eh? I am sorry Tara. They were wrong. This family will accept you. I swear it.”
That night, with Jenny by her side, she announces it to everyone. Jenny is right. It is not a big deal. A huge weight lifts off her and she is a more open and giving lady from that point on.
#my writing#outlander fanfic#out of time#chapter one hundred and fifty two#jamie and claire#cannon divergence#outlander fandom#modern au
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The massive size difference between the key and every other book in the engelsfors trilogy continues to crack me up
#it like. the first two are pretty chunky for ya books. i think the first is around 550 and the second is 650. but then you open the last one#and not only is the font noticeably smaller in an effort to fit that many more words per page. it is also even with the font change. 850 pag#eight hundred and fifty pages long!!!#these books are so batshit in every way imaginable i love them
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They changed the Show Missions to eighty percent coins (pretty much useless) and the Premium Pass to Wish Pieces?? What the hell??
Like, it's not just the layout, these rewards are worse, right?
They're also spaced out so much worse please tell me this isn't the new norm.
#project sekai#project sekai updates#is this going to be the norm???#ten bonus energy drinks for a month#FIVE HUNDRED CRYSTALS IF YOU COMPLETE SIX THOUSAND AND FOUR HUNDRED SHOW MISSIONS#that's IT??#fuck if I had known that I wouldn't have blown fifteen k crystals on the CoFes???#two hundred Miracle Gems#a hundred Practice Scores#one thousand five hundred Virtual Coins seems like an upgrade at least#thres hundred Magic Cloth and thirty Magic Thread#how gracious of them to give us one whole outfit a month#now I'm worried- Colorful Corner said to stock up on Cloth and Thread for Halloween#thirty Magical Seeds#ten Skill Up Scores#and two Wish Drops#and fifty five thousand coins#which I guess barely gets you two of those plant upgrades when you get them up to level five#but that's also a hundred and eighty Magical Seeds
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Words: One (potato)
Whole potato: Two hundred and fifty four (254)
Partial potato: zero
Total potatoes: Two hundred and fifty five (255)
mutual did not see the post i reblogged specifically for them. 13 dead, 65 injured.
#potato counter#disgustinggf#words one#whole potato two hundred and fifty four#partial potato zero#total potatoes two hundred and fifty five#count 11#I appriciate the challenge!
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#there is a man#who has been at the front desk asking for us to print things#for- and this is no hyperbole no lie- seven straight hours as of right now#we have gone through a ream of paper and literally BROKE OUR FRONT DESK PRINTER#and he has spent five of those seven hours talking#i have a massive fucking headache and it’s been so long that i can’t even fake smile anymore#SEVEN HOURS. WE GOT ONE SINGLE HOUR OF THISRNTIRE SHIFT WHERE HE WASNT HERE#AM I GOING TO KILL MYSELF OR HIM NOT SURE YET#he wanted us to print over TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY EMAILS#we’re doing it because we’re nice but i literally had to#tell him that we no longer will be helping him and there will be nobody to help him until the next shift gets here#because we had to spend the ENTIRETY of our shift printings of this guy emails#he keeps saying that he’s going to give us $200 each but he’s literally homeless and was put in a room by a charity#‘ i’m generous to a fault money is no object’#Brother you said yourself that you live on disability and you were put here by a man who told us you didn’t have anywhere else to go#I NO YOU DON’T HAVE ANY MONEY?#thanks text to speech appreciate it#The only thing that saved me is having to drive the shuttle tonight so I get to disappear for a while#Otherwise I would’ve lost my mind fucking hours ago#My coworker on the other hand has been there with him dealing with his stupid bullshit for seven straight hours#I have a massive fucking headache dude unbelievable
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