#the kind of kid to remind the teacher abt homework

[dragonroilz]

[valdotpng]

please hand over berdly hcs this is a robbery

aw asdhfusifhui well! i already shared some in this post [link] but.. since this is a robbery..... *raises arms* here have more:

-after learning abt his uh. Whole Deal, im like 80% sure that the reason why berdly didnt wanna let kris work on a group project w/ him and noelle back in ch1 was because he used to be afraid theyd discover he isnt a "real smart kid". i feel like berdly has to at least partially drop his fascade when studying alone w/ noelle-- she is the only person (prior to ch2) to whom he can admit that he needs help w/ that.. so, at the possibility that someone Else might see him messing up, he panics. the weird "dream" hed had makes him change his mind on the matter, however

-speaking of, i hc that he and kris played portal 2 co-op at some point. it went as well as ud expect . (something berdly would never admit is that hed tried to memorise all the solutions beforehand, yet still had trouble w/ most of the puzzles. he, of course, blames it all on kris for not taking things seriously and constantly getting him killed) hes refused to play that game w/ them ever since (although maybe hed try again after the cyber world adventure..?)

-teachers pet. 100% the kinda student to always come early to school; the kind that reminds the teacher that there was homework due today. definitely has a dedicated special place for all the trophies and awards hed won at home

-he is a revali fan (no comment (unless someone wants me to elaborate LOL))

-anyone ever think abt the fact that berdly can sorta like ?? fly ??????? i find that to be so funny. i hc that its a dark world only thing, but maybe he can do that in the light world too, who knows

hope thats enough headcanons for u <:]

[innittowinit]

Abandoned amusement parks are the best place for young children  (chapter 21)

Fic summary:

Techno, Tommy, Wilbur and Phil have been hanging out at the abandoned amusement park in the woods since they moved in. Techno likes knowing he's definitely alone with his brothers Tommy likes climbing on the old rides Wilbur likes having a place to play his music Phil likes spending time with his younger brothers

That is, until a group of brothers calling themselves the 'dream team' move in down the road. Will the sleepy boys give in and share the park or will they succeed in scaring the new kids off?

Chapter summary:

sometimes school gets tough but friends are always there to lend a hand right?

Chapter word count: 1433

AO3

Yeah… It was starting to get a little obvious that Eret was avoiding them, when they had passed him a note in science he immediately bunched it into his pocket, when they tried to catch him between lessons he acted like he was in a rush and when they tried to find him at break it was like he had just vanished into thin air. Wil wasn’t stupid. He had been suspicious since the texts started to diminish but now it was pretty much just a plane fact, as much as it pained him to admit, he had hoped this time would be different and they could actually keep a friend for once but he guessed that was just wishful thinking.

Really, it wasn’t common for Wil to be the one zoning out in class, that was definitely more something Techno would do, but of course anyone would be a little distracted if they were trying to figure out friendship issues when they were so inexperienced. Maybe that’s why he hadn’t noticed Techno tugging on his sleeve at first.

A little flashcard was slid across the desk, a note from his brother it seemed. ‘Can we leave for a bit? I need a break’

Obviously, the note had to be short to fit on the small piece of paper, plus it wasn’t necessarily needed considering Wil could usually understand the problem from the tugging alone. Not wanting a repeat of the ticket-booth incident, Wil scrambled in his pocket for a little laminated slip of paper, hopping up and quickly going to the teacher’s desk to place it before ushering his brother out of the room.

Recently, the staff had been trying to help them a little more, Wil thought it definitely seemed like their therapist had emailed them or something by the looks of it, that or they had noticed how shaken up Wil had been recently and wanted to try and be as accommodating as possible. That being said, recently they had each been given a little pass that could let them leave the classroom without question if they gave it to a teacher, meaning they’d no longer be getting in trouble every time one of them was just having an overall bad day and wasn’t able to deal with that environment.

Once out of the room, Wil breathed a sigh of relief and started to lead Techno down to an empty classroom where they could hopefully talk about why the card had to be used.

Now that they were alone, Techno was visibly more comfortable, going forward to sit on one of the desks as he fiddled with his ponytail. More often than not, there wasn’t some big emotional gesture whenever they left, sometimes a TA would come and find them with some work they could be doing on their own but generally they seemed to understand that sometimes they weren’t in a state to be doing the work.

“Are you okay then?” Wil hummed as he hopped up to sit on the desk too, flopping backwards a bit. “I think that’s the first time I remembered to give the card in first”

“I’m okay, just a lot of noise in there” A sigh escaped his lips as he leaned his head on Wilbur’s shoulder, gently pushing Wil’s thigh a little bit away from his own since having thing’s touching him when he hadn’t consciously decided for it never really helped with sensory overload. As always though, Wilbur was understanding, always trying to be careful with Techno whenever he needed a break.

“I was thinking..” Techno had hummed “we can just like...talk to Eret, right? Like if we tell him it’s important and that we noticed he’s been running off lately, no way he’d just leave then, Right?”

Wilbur gave a solem little nod, appearing to finally accept the reality that maybe they had messed up and pushed their friend away. With a little bite onto the inside of his cheek, it was obvious that he was mulling over their past few interactions, searching and scanning for any kind of answer for how they might have hurt him.

“We need to meet up with Dream and his lot after school though so maybe we should leave it till tomorrow? I know Phil will be there but I don't want to risk getting all emotional again”

With another nod, Wilbur took out his phone, tapping on the old arrow buttons until he got to Eret’s contact, just wanting to review what they had said to him once more.

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Message history:

Saturday 7:34 PM Eret: *Image attachment* Eret: Reminded me of you two lol

               Wilby Soot: Much agreed, Much agreed Wilby Soot: Hang out later?

Eret: Cant, busy :/ Another time

       Monday 4:45 PM Wilby Soot: Tech wants to know if you’re gonna play mc with him

Eret: Homework UGH Eret: Busy man sorry :/

       Tuesday 8:58 PM Wilby Soot: Let us know if we overstepped any boundaries okay x Wilby Soot: We aren’t really used to this stuff, we care abt you tho

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It felt a bit depressing to be looking over all the old messages, the feeling was akin to when you eat too much and wake up in the middle of the night feeling super nauseous.

Alas though, life never seemed to go easy on the two brothers as the door to the door to the empty classroom’s door swung right open. At first, Wil had thought it was a teacher coming to deliver some work for them to do but as he heard the familiar sound of yelling and laughter, he soon realised the much more likely reality of it being a group of boys who were skipping class.

Quickly, fight or flight seemed to kick in, letting him shuffle back over to Techno and grab hold of his hand, just in case. It was pretty much a given that they were going to be getting made fun of, sure the majority of students left them alone now, taking about them behind their back at worst, but the kind of guys who carelessly skipped without any reason definitely felt like the type that would tease them for being so close. They didn’t understand. They wouldn’t understand. They just hadn’t experienced life like they had.

The mantra repeated in his head as he controlled his breathing, forcing his eyes to the floor as he waited to be laughed at. This wasn’t exactly a rare occurrence but that didn’t mean it was all nice and fine, he just had to keep himself calm, for Techno, he couldn’t let his brother be stranded without someone who could interpret for him.

The laughter had pretty much died down as the group came to stand in front of them, seemingly now aware of their presence in the classroom, but the teasing didn’t start straight away. Certainly, this felt like something strange so Wilbur gingerly lifted his head back up only to be met with the familiar tall frame of his friend.

“Eret?”

Surrounding him there was a group of other boys who all seemed to carry themselves in a similar vein, all very stylish and put together, a stark contrast to the twin’s hand-me-down clothes and patchwork sewing spots. Wilbur couldn’t really identify all of the boys, some were from their Year but some looked a bit older, maybe year 9’s or year 10’s.

“Uh...hi. Guys, this is Wilbur and Techno...I uh.. I know them from class”

The familiar sound of muttering was echoed around the room as the boys seemed to try and decide what they were going to do with them. Predictably, it was all the usual ‘oh they’re the quiet ones’ ‘The tall one is really clingy’ stuff, at first it would hurt them but they’d grown a pretty thick skin by now, they didn’t really care about what a bunch of random guys thought of them.

They didn’t care. It didn’t matter. They were used to it.

They didn’t care and it definitely didn’t hurt that Eret hadn’t introduced them as friends and it absolutely absolutely didn’t hurt at all that these were the people he was hanging out with.

“Dude, these your little friends, man?” One of the heftier boys had laughed, elbowing Eret in the ribs lightly as he teased him. That didn’t hurt either, their affection and friendship being used as an insult.

Eret looked at them for a couple seconds, expression unreadable.

“Man no way! I wouldn’t be caught dead hanging out with them!”

Oh..

Oh wow.

Okay fuck.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck

[jonghours]

What are your Ateez unpopular opinions

[ Oh abt the unpopular opinions related to Ateez and KQ not Atiny since we already know Atiny sucks... oh and no one day at a time. I know you hate it ]

“no one day at a time. I know you hate it” ASJDSKADFJSA okay then

I only started getting pissed of at Yeosang’s lack of lines recently bceause up until ANSWER he had mentioned that he’s not confident in his vocals, however now what’s the excuse 💀

tying into that, Yeosang got the nicest voice in ATEEZ, both when talking and singing

when the members talk about Hongjoong as a trainee it sounds like he had the “that one kid that reminds the teacher they had homework” syndrome (don’t come for me this is based on them including Hongjoong said) and I think it’s hilarious and better than the “we were always close” usually fake stories other groups have

but I skip AURORA almost every time

I think 80% of ATINY look down on Jongho and so does KQ

talking about Jongho he should have been the one going to that soccer show. I saw people saying he was still hurting because of his leg but the had been performing for two months on stage and talking about working out already so.. 🤡

ATEEZ calling their CEO “dad” is weird as fuck and the half-assed gifts he gives them doesn’t mean KQ is a good company, they could just be worse

Hongjoon spending all his free time on the studio and around people over 30+ since he was 19 is kind of sad and I hope he tones it down...

Seonghwa’s abs made me uncomfortable

Mingi is a genius at everything he does too and we should pay more attention to it

that said I wish he had used his own blog for something else than flexing his expensive clothes on us 💀 would love to hear him talk about clothes for different body types like he did with Seonghwa and San

[kimnjss]

Hello i love your stories and i have read all of them and reading the new one too. You are an amazing storyteller 👏

Joon is like those annoying nerdy topper at cls who will tell teacher you copied your homework..lmao. im loving this character.

you’re too kind omg ., thank you soo much !!

lmaoo namjoon would’ve definitely been that kid ., the one that reminds the teacher abt homework too . he just likes when things go the way they’re supposed to ., while yn lives for the opposite . 

[unproduciblesmackdown]

i can remember going to like five bday parties

1. kid in preschool who invited pretty much everyone. all i remember was going up the driveway

2. kid in elementary school named tommy who didn't have hardly any friends, same. we went to the bowling alley and i'm sure that was great. i'm cool with bowling.

just remembered i had a kinda friend named sophia for a few years cuz our moms worked together or smthing. she was fun we just didnt see each other that much. also had a friend in early elementary school named michael who i enjoyed being around, which was rare i actively wanted to be friends with someone, he was cool too. i think he went to a different school after a couple of grades tho. another rare friend i wanted to be friends with was the one where we were both so quiet that im not even sure we spoke the same language, in a literal sense. but that was the one where one day i guess the teacher wanted to make an example out of a couple quiet kids who never did anything coz we were getting a kick out of looking at each other thru the holes in our folders and it wasnt even a lesson but i had to carry my assigned desk across the room and for someone who interprets attention as dangerous it was a trial for me though i pretended it was fine coz i have had a stubborn streak since old enough to have like any traits at all. other people i wanted to be friends with pre-college: josh, who i was friends with, but after we went to different schools and i found him on facebook he refused to talk to me coz he was going through a hardcore late emo phase i guess and i hope that part of his life has settled; emily, who was cute and friendly and we were acquaintances who shared classes but i never spoke to anyone and we never got a friendship going thru coincidence, saw her years later at my summer job and she seemed alive; arissa, who i was friends with and could goof around with but then we went to different schools and never had any contact since

3. a sorta friend from since-preschool, this one was pretty fun, it was a smallish sleepover and we watched a movie and did the thing where you pour some colors into a mold and bake ur own custom superball, there were fireflies too, her parents were nice.

4. a friend who had a pool party which was great b/c i like pools. accidentally gave her a present meant for my dad because they were the same size and i wrapped them together coz their birthdays are close together and i didnt even realize it until my dad opened the one meant for her a few days later. classic

5. a friend who went to a concert kind of but it was like a mom concert especially since her mom took us and it was fine but i dont count it as my first concert which was me sneaking off to see kesha. it was good except she hadnt ever said it was a birthday thing so i hadnt brought a gift and there was only one other person invited, who totally had. Classic

6. just remembered another one which was a elementary school friend for a couple years, all i remember really happening was using coloring books and she got really stressed about finding a marker she'd just gotten as a gift because her parents would be mad. also got stressed when something spilled i think. i recognized that pretty easily so im really assuming her parents were abusive too. she wasnt always that great a friend though and it made me mad, like one time in art class she asked my advice on how to fix flower stems she'd painted too wide and i said well all i could really think to do was use some white paint on it, and when she did that and the paint didnt opaquely cover up what she'd painted she got mad at me and for some reason stole my scissors to get even with me for ruining her painting. third grade me didnt think that was cool. plus she always took half my sandwich at lunch, like, bro. but that wasnt as annoying as the time a friend in middle school who was one of the only people to actually hang out with me was not only going thru a period of not hanging out with me but also only talking to me to get my math homework to copy from during lunch. and then one day she didnt even give it back before lunch and our next period was math and anyways i was upset about getting a zero but then i didnt care pretty quickly. she was pretty nice anyway. and i came to give like rock bottom amt of shits abt school within time so looking back im definitely not even mad. that scissors thing was still out of line tho by contrast

thrillingly i thought of that topic coz once i tagged along to a bday party of one of my sister's friends, my sister being a person who actually has friends. it was pretty fun and it was just backyard running around and one of them let me race them around in circles on a bike, which i recognized as gracious from a kid three years older. i think that was where my sister got a plastic cup that looked like a coconut that my mom took and threw away later to punish her for whatever and i remember coz my sister cared enough about it to ask her not to throw it away but of course that doesnt work

i had a bday party once? in elementary school. i guess we saw a movie but im not sure what it was. and it was a sleepover so apparently i couldnt invite my friends who were boys, which was at least half of the precious few of them, which i thought was dumbassed as hell, on account of it was. plus for like weeks in advance my mom threatened to cancel it for whatever thing of the day was pissing her off. probably not playing piano for thirty minutes a day which i never wanted to do but for some reason had to do for years because i made the mistake of wanting to do the thing my sister was when i was like five and a clueless fucko. and we owned a piano. idk why my mom gave a shit that if we showed any interest in learning we Had to, for 30 min a Day which is an eternity in kid time, and also we couldnt stop. that was a weird thing that i forget about. i forget about 86% of my life and 93% of the first third or two because there is not much worth remembering as you can imagine. i mean, its mostly there in my memory, its just hard to pull up anything unless i have a specific reminder of a certain memory or else just try really hard i guess. i'm just out here, who knows what was going on back then. besides bs

[ayyponine]

*cracks knuckles* time to complain

ugh so school is starting again sept 18th and im not super pumped abt it tbh so i should just not check the emails or online platform thing bc it’s stressing me out re: things that are still kinda far off

idk some shit happened last semester so now i’ve been kinda thinking like. am i even the right kind of person to be a teacher. which is a shit thing to be thinking when you’re 24 and 2 yrs into yr most recent and only succesful bachelor degree education but  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

one thing that happened is the shit teaching practise experience. like yeah the kids are great and teaching them is fun but i hit such a fucking low and got so stressedwhen it turned to shit with that one mentor. and our internships this last year will be even more intense and fr a longer time and i was SUPPOSED to prepare by getting a scooter and license this summer so i could AT LEAST get there easier and have less stress abt that one aspect but now itll just be more of taking public transport and constantly being either pressed fr time or wasting it bc i worry abt being late so i take the early bus and have to sit around fr an hour before school even starts. and im always so fukn nervous ffs

the other thing that happened is look yall know i had to help a 14 yr old with her french n math homework this previous semester. and i did my best to help her. but like one thing i couldnt help her with and it just really hfuckn, i cant forget about it. ok look one hot day she was in short sleeves and i saw marks on her. and she kinda brushed it off as no big deal bc some of her friends did it too and they were a week old anyway. and i was sitting next to her with even bigger marks on both arm n leg so like who the fuck am i even to school her on that shit, right. i mean i offered to listen if she wanted to talk abt it but she didnt and she mentioned she suspects her helicopter dad to be checking all her social media which means i cant ask her abt it now either and so i just, god, idk, i hate being so powerless abt that shit. made me think like, am i even suited to be working with kids tbh. i was such a fucking idiot fr wearing shorts what if she saw and thought like hey, actually, thats pretty smart, good way fr less people to see. and it happened a few times during teaching practise as  well that kids saw n commented on it so i got used to sweating my ass off in long sleeves all the time but like. is that what the rest of my life would be like. just another fucking thing i ruined for myself.

anyway my dad sent a text, we’re getting food this friday as per usual (we meet fr abt an hour every two weeks). im relieved that that’s still smth he wants to do with me but also im real fuckn anxious he’ll pull some shenanigans in bringing :my sister along or smth or even just bringing up the subject - i know she went to his last weekend so i worry aabt anything they mightve discussed. the way she acts around them is not the way she was around me and i keep reminding myself like no, remember this incident, when the tension built and she slammed the door to make you flinch, when she withheld that important letter frm school, when she barked at her bf just bc he invited you to dinner, when she was cold ignored you and cut you off frm group conversation and you felt so fukn small again. i have to keep reminding myself that i’m not irrational and that im allowed to feel this torn up abt the whole thing even as my parents treat it like they can have a normal bond and my choice to move out was not out of necessity. and i wonder what it’dd even be like to return home after she’s gone back to mexico (shes not living in costa rica??? i dont even know but i got corrected on it a while back. when my dad took me to his parents fr a visit. god i hope he wont do that again this week. im a bad person fr not wanting to hang with my grandparents right now but every time it just turns into an interrogation re: progress in school, when u bringing a boyfriend (they forget im not just into guys exclusively and also they dont know i am too filled with self-HATRED to make anything happen EVER) and “how is yr sister doing”  and the fun part is that one of them has bad memory so those hell topics will ccarrousel a few times over every timei visit). either way yeah returning home to mom would be awkward as fuck so thats a fun prospect. how would we even continue from this mess tbh. from her blatantly picking my sister over me and then after a month of fun carefree living having to trade her in for this messed up failure of a person again. fuck.

also im not super great w my friends anymore. i cant even do that much. i tried to hang out w some a few days back and first barely said anything before turning into an anxious mess and completely embarrassing myself so. great. dont understand why the friend i’ve been with for twwo full weeks now still tolerates having me around but ok sure i guess