#the senior choices

[canonqueercharacters]

The canon queer character of the day is:

Rebecca “Becca” Davenport, from The Freshman, The Sophomore, The Junior, and The Senior series, who is bisexual.

[benevolenterrancy]

Senior Wei, please don't make them explain this to Hanguang-Jun...

[sea-buns]

I'm just waiting for Telemaine to wind up serving the next bbeg on accident. Man knows fuck all about the outside world, and you put him in Elmville? He's gonna invest in crypto and go into the deepest debt that no one will know about until Seacaster Manor has loan sharks pounding on the door.

[yourbuerokrat2]

Someone: Okay, so if we win this, you will help us get out of here, undo any damage previously done and you will help us win this war.

Q: That sounds like an awful lot to gain just for winning a game. So tell me, what do I get in case I inevitably win?

Someone: You get Captain Jean-Luc Picard.

Picard: Wait, what?

Q: Deal.

[sweetlytempests]

i guess it’s supposed to be canon that jace failed taking levels in wizard because it was too much work or he’s just not smart, which is fine i guess, haha very funny but have we considered the narrative parallels if it was actually because jace was (and still is, on a teacher’s salary? lbr) a broke bitch who couldn’t afford barrels of diamonds much like adaine??? have we considered that jace is a struggling artist turned grade school teacher because he didn’t have the money to invest in higher education? this man took online courses at his local community college and still somehow is buried under student loans. of course he went evil.

[es-3]

i’m sorry, if jessica died when she was 15, and she’s 6 years older than lockwood, and she died 6 years before he showed lucy and george her room at the end of the whispering skull, which takes place the june after the november of the screaming staircase, which is 6 months after lucy joins the agency, and george joined a year before her, that means that he was 15 when he showed them the room, 14 when lucy joins the agency, and 13!! when george does. he was either like 12 or 13 when he started the agency. i thought they were like 16 screaming staircase and 18 by the end of it this is so weird

[hotchocolatelovesyou]

Okay, but like, you're not. And you better have a mental breakdown at one point or I'll make you have one.

[przeorysza]

The Last Kingdom Season 1 + tumblr

[eadanga]

The Press Secretary Part 18

Summary: Chris the mayor of town is married to his wife Becca. When he hires a new press secretary who happens to be his lost love old feelings resurface and Chris finds it hard to resist the desire he once had for her

Parings: ChrisxMC

Chris straightens his jacket as he stands in front of a mirror Emily comes from behind him “You ready for this?”

“Yeah I am and thank you so much this would put an end to their reign of terror”

“Glad I can help you sure you don’t want me to come?”

Chris smiles as he pulls her close “I want to but Becca has been showing some erratic behavior and I don’t know what would happen if she saw you” Chris kisses her forehead

“Ok Chris I trust you just keep safe at least let me drive you over”

“Ok babe but stay out of sight”

Emily nods and they head out to Chris’s car they drive down to Becca’s father’s house. As the pull up Chris squares his shoulders “Ok this is it”

“Wait a minute Chris” Emily hands him a small device

“What’s this?”

“A recorder just in case things go south and I’ll be listening in getting everything and I’ll have the police ready”

“Thanks Em you’re amazing” He kisses her softly then gets out the car and walks to the house he takes a deep breath as he knocks

The door opens and Becca stands there smirking “Chris darling come in”

Chris sighs as he walks inside and sees her dad in the living room with a glass of whiskey

“Well Chris have you thought about my daughter’s offer?”

“I have”

“So what have you decided?”

 Chris crosses his arms “No”

Becca’s eyes narrow “You might wanna rethink that Chris cause if you don’t”

“You don’t want this info about you to get out?” He throws papers on the table

Becca grabs them and her eyes go wide “Chris…I can explain!”

“Explain what? What a hypocrite you are? Looks like I wasn’t the only one cheating”

“Well what did you expect?!” Becca shouts out with tears streaming down her face “You wouldn’t touch me! You refused to give me a child! I just needed”

“To pin someone else’s baby on me? So you can keep me trapped with you forever?!”

Becca shakes “Chris please I’m sorry!”

“I’m sorry too sorry I ever got involved with you”

Becca father whirls on her “What’s this?! You trying to cause me a scandal!”

“Daddy I can explain!”

Chris smirks as he leaves them to argue he heads out to the car and hops right in

Emily smiles “Well that went well”

“I’m surprised there was no need for cops her dad didn’t even know about it”

Emily giggles “I bet he wasn’t too happy about that”

Chris chuckles “Well at least this will get them away from me I’m gonna file a restraining order against her I want her as far away as possible” He takes her hand “I just want a future with you”

Emily blushes “Me too Chris I love you”

“I love you too Em” He kisses her softly “Now I have somewhere to take you”

“Where are we going?”

“You’ll see”

Tags: @indiacater @mfackenthal @choicesgodfanatic @darley1101 @jared2612

[perhaps-in-anotherdream]

[CN] Victor’s Carbon Pen and Glass Bead Event (Day 1)

⌚ This post contains detailed spoilers for content yet to be released on the global server! ⌚

✦ thursday || friday || saturday || sunday || monday || tuesday || wednesday

【High School Affiliated to Loveland University Second Year (Section 1) Semester Schedule - Thursday】

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[Tidbits]: To not break the flow, gonna put the note first– in the first dialogue, Victor’s classmates address him as “老李” (Lao Li)~ the way I hate English vocabulary at times like this LMAO the term “老” here is used as a teasing remark by his classmates to express their respect/ honor for him sarcastically given that not only he’s ahead of the crowd but he acts far too mature beyond his years as well~😂

—

[MATH]:

“Sir Vic, what answer did you get for the second-to-last question?”

“Square root of 2.”

“OK! Now, what option did you choose for the tenth question?”

“I chose option C, but I’m not sure.”

“It should be option A… P is the symmetric point with respect to the straight line x-y=0…”

For the math teacher who loves giving impromptu quizzes, getting the students to engage in discussions during the ten-minute break is also one of their “conspiracies.”

—

[BIOLOGY]:

Looking at the textbook he’s already highlighted with the key points long ago, Victor takes out a collection of competition-grade questions that are carefully sorted to align with the relevant exam topics. As he listens, he begins contemplating the problems.

—

[CHINESE]:

Everyone is on their “best behavior” during the homeroom teacher’s class. The beaming woman is speaking eloquently on the stage, while Victor looks down at a reading comprehension analysis. He finds that he understands it even better than the original writer.

There are so many incomprehensible things in this world.

—

[CHEMISTRY]:

There are less than ten minutes to go until the end of the class. Glancing from afar, Victor notices that Zheng Xi, who is seated near the front door, already seems to be in a stance ready to bolt at any moment. Victor can’t help but feel hungry as he feels himself being infected by the sight.

—

[PHYSICS]:

Is it really possible for anyone to stay alert and not feel sleepy in the first class of the afternoon?

Yes, Victor doesn’t feel sleepy in the slightest.

—

[MUSIC]:

“Aside from focusing on studies, I hope that everyone can enhance their perception of various forms of “aesthetics.” This semester in music class, the teacher aims to create a platform for self-expression, where each student can showcase their talents through musical instrument performances, singing, or dancing. Last week, several students performed exceptionally well. Now, we’ll continue with the presentations in order of student numbers. Up next is student number 23.”

“Does the vice class monitor know how to play the piano?”

“I’m not sure, I’ve never seen him playing it.”

“...”

“...”

“...”

“...Thank you, Victor, for your performance. Music is a form of self-expression. But, next time, perhaps you can also consider singing a song?”

—

[ENGLISH]:

Led by the arrangement of the passionate young teacher, the class is divided into multiple small groups, each assigned to perform different roles based on the textbook content. However––

With a sense of resignation, Victor touches the curly wig on his head and remains silent for a moment. Despite so, he still earnestly delivers the lines of the judge.

“I’m already a mature high school student,” he thinks to himself, feeling at a loss for words.

—

[ENGLISH]:

One of the biggest benefits of the campus activities on Thursday is that Victor can seamlessly participate in the Model United Nations (MUN) right after his English class.

Even if one practices their lines in advance, no one will raise an eyebrow. The school administration teacher is really nice.

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✧ next stop: Friday

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[fourdollarwords]

After seeing a couple "top himbo" lists I realized I felt the need to add onto the trifecta of "stupid, beefy, and kind" because a lot of the lists didn't include "thirst factor". Aka, how attractive they are either in universe or in fandom. So the four part venn diagram was born! Legend to the map behind cut.

Stupid, but not beefy, kind, or pretty: Waspinator (Beast Wars) Beefy, but not stupid, kind, or pretty: Thanos (MCU) Kind, but not stupid, beefy, or pretty: Bernard (The Rescuers) Pretty, but not stupid, beefy, or kind: Sephiroth (FF: VII) Stupid and beefy, but not kind or pretty: Bebop and Rocksteady (Ninja Turtles) Stupid and kind, but not beefy or pretty: Fry (Futurama) Stupid and pretty, but not beefy or kind: Prince Charming (Shrek) Beefy and kind, but not stupid or pretty: Quasimodo (Disney) Beefy and pretty, but not stupid or kind: Gaston (Disney) Kind and pretty, but not stupid or beefy: Robin Hood (Disney) Stupid, beefy, and kind, but not pretty: Fezzik (Princess Bride) Stupid, beefy, and pretty, but not kind: Senior Senior Junior (Kim Possible) Stupid, kind, and pretty, but not beefy: Jason Mendoza (The Good Place) Beefy, kind, and pretty, but not stupid: Superman (DCU)

ULTIMATE HIMBO: George of the Jungle

The Anti-Himbo: The Phantom of the Opera

[e-louise-bates]

🎭

[kirstielol]

the celebrations continue 🥳 we went out for breakfast this morning, did a two hour long hike in the beautiful weather ☀️, now we're having a couple drinks and hanging out. this morning he officially accepted the job offer 🎉 he doesn't start until june 17th so he has a few weeks of basically vacation :)

[gmsrrn98]

Pumpkin Wonderland

I'm setting up Christmas decors so I thought it would be cute to write a Christmas fanfic. This is the first fanfic I've written since I've returned to Tumblr. @choicesholidays

PROMPT: You did what with the pumpkin pie.

BOOK: The Senior

PAIRING: Kaitlyn x MC

SETTING: Kaitlyn and Emily’s shared apartment, their first Christmas season living together. The snow outside has piled up on the windowsill, reflecting the glow of their string lights. Their tiny, ornament-clad tree stands nicely in the corner of the room. Tater Tot, their golden retriever, is sprawled on his back near the couch, squeaking one of his toys while Tofu, their cat, has claimed her usual perch on the windowsill, silently judging the Tater Tot and his squeaks. The air smells like cinnamon, nutmeg, and the unmistakable warmth of the holidays.

“Kaitlyn! The pie!” Emily’s voice calls out from the kitchen, her tone somewhere between laughter and alarm.

Kaitlyn peeks up from where she’s sprawled on the couch, a sheepish grin forming on her face. She's wearing a pair of red flannel pajama pants and a sweater that says 'Dear Santa, Define 'Good'?'

“What about it?” she asks innocently, though the fork in her hand and the crumbs on her sweater tell another story.

Emily strides into the living room, holding the now-empty pie tin, her reindeer antlers wobbling as she moves. “Don’t you ‘what about it’ me! I left this on the counter ten minutes ago to cool. And now…” She gestures dramatically at the tin, “…this!”

Kaitlyn sits up, still grinning. “Okay, okay, hear me out. It’s not as bad as it looks.”

Emily raises an eyebrow, crossing her arms. “You’re going to have to really sell this.”

“Well,” Kaitlyn begins, standing up and twirling the fork in her fingers like a baton, “I took a small bite for quality control. And then another. And… well, somewhere along the way, the smiley face just kind of… happened.”

Emily blinks, processing Kaitlyn’s words. “Wait, what smiley face?”

Kaitlyn gestures toward the coffee table, where half the pumpkin pie remains, the filling bearing a very lopsided smiley face, complete with two tiny eyes and a crooked mouth.

Emily stares at the pie, then at Kaitlyn, and finally back at the pie. A laugh bubbles up before she can stop it. “You’re ridiculous.”

Kaitlyn steps closer, a playful grin spreading across her face. “Ridiculously creative, you mean?”

Emily groans, though her lips twitch into a smile. “You ate half the pie, Kaitlyn! That was for tonight! Christmas Eve dinner. With our friends. You can't just steal it!"

Kaitlyn gently takes the empty tin from Emily’s hands, setting it on the counter. “Correction: I did not steal it. I relocated it. In my stomach. And I gave it a personality. It wasn't festive enough!"

Emily’s mock glare softens as she looks at Kaitlyn’s hopeful expression. “You’re lucky you’re cute,” she mutters, though there’s no real heat behind her words.

“And you’re lucky you have me to make life more exciting,” Kaitlyn quips, leaning forward to press a quick kiss to Emily’s forehead. “Come on, Em. It’s Christmas Eve! What’s a little pie chaos between girlfriends?"

Emily sighs, shaking her head with a laugh. "Girlfriends where one happens to be a pie thief?"

Kaitlyn gasps, clutching her chest in mock horror. “Pie thief? I’m hurt. I prefer pumpkin connoisseur.”

Emily can’t help but laugh as Kaitlyn pulls her into a warm hug. “You’re impossible, you know that?”

“And yet, you love me anyway.” Kaitlyn smirks, her voice dropping into a teasing sing-song.

“Yeah, yeah,” Emily says, trying to sound exasperated but failing as she grins against Kaitlyn’s shoulder. “We're gonna have to bake a new one and you're in charge of the clean up!"

“Deal,” Kaitlyn says, taking Emily’s hand and leading her back to the kitchen. “But only if you let me sing Christmas carols while we work.”

Emily groans dramatically. “Fine. But if you start decking the halls with your rockstar riffs, I’m cutting you off.”

In the kitchen, the two of them fall into their usual rhythm. Emily measures out the ingredients with precision, while Kaitlyn sneaks little tastes of the filling and sprinkles flour everywhere. Tater Tot wanders in, hoping for scraps, and Tofu watches from a safe distance, flicking her tail lazily as she watches her servants do intensive labor.

“You know,” Emily says as she rolls out the pie crust, glancing at Kaitlyn with a soft smile, “this isn’t exactly how I imagined our first Christmas together.”

Kaitlyn, now covered in flour from an ill-advised attempt to toss dough in the air, leans against the counter and grins. “Better or worse?”

Emily pauses, considering. “Messier. Definitely messier. But also… better.”

Kaitlyn’s grin softens into something more heartfelt. “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” Emily says, meeting Kaitlyn’s gaze. “Because it’s us. Chaos, flour explosions, stolen pumpkin pies and all.”

"Relocated," Kaitlyn giggles as she steps closer, brushing a bit of flour from Emily’s cheek before cupping her face. “You’re my favorite chaos,” she murmurs, her voice warm and sincere.

Emily leans into Kaitlyn’s touch, her own smile spreading. “You’re mine too. But if you eat this pie before tonight's dinner, I swear…”

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” Kaitlyn says solemnly. “Scout’s honor.”

“You were never a scout.”

“Details, details." Kaitlyn laughs, leaning in to kiss Emily, slow and sweet, the warmth of their shared laughter filling the room as the snow continues to fall outside.

As the pie bakes in the oven, Kaitlyn and Emily curl up on the couch under a fuzzy blanket, Tater Tot nestled at their feet and Tofu perched on the armrest. The twinkling lights of their tree cast a soft glow over the room, and in that moment, everything feels perfect—pumpkin pie mishaps and all.

[weaponizedmoth]

Still don't have a computer, but I do have a basic cartoon Lydia cosplay like in my teen years <3

[itspileofgoodthings]

I assigned reading homework for the weekend and was hit by this wave of irritation with the implicit lying that goes on where they act like they’ll read the homework but they never actually do and so I called them on it and started teasing them and of course they laughed but then I was like “you know my secret dream is that you go home and you walk in the door and someone wants to do something fun with you or you get a text but you hold up your hand and say ‘no no, I have to read ten pages of Beowulf’ and then you sit down and do it” and they scream-laughed at the idea but I like to think it at least presented it to their minds as a possibility