#tutor for english

[thatsnotahoodjason]

imagine tim drake passing his english lit classes purely because of his stalkerish obsession with jason todd leading to him hacking into jason's laptop and reading all his old lit essays and book blog

[nicomoon69]

thinking abt a stephcass magical girl 90s-00s vibe shoujo manga with all the tropes. them being childhood best friends, Cass pining for Steph while Steph is completely oblivious bc she's crushing on Tim (she's in her comphet era) and keeps bugging Cass abt which boys she likes (she likes none)

also reverse tuxedo mask situation with Tim where Steph 'crushes' on his civilian identity but hates him as a hero (at least in the beginning)

just endless possibilities for shenanigans and cute shit

[ayakurawashere-alt-account]

Nik and Verbs.

I feel like Nik would hate Verbs. Like that one meme that goes:

*cue ballroom classical music*

Nik: I hate verbs in English.

*imagine Nik just dancing with Price, ballroom dancing.*

Price, raises a brow, as they dance:

Nik: I dance.

Also Nik, gives Price a peck on the cheek: You dance. He dances.

Nik,lets go of Price suddenly.To point at Graves dancing alone: Why!?

Price, looks baffled af. But before he can say a word Nik goes like:

Nik:*in a quiet voice* is he dancing more than me...?

Price, tries to comfort Nik by putting his hands on Nik's cheeks:

Nik: I don't think so.

Price, very confused:

Nik: six-hundred and forty-five people dance and he dances!?

Graves is still dancing in the background, Kate can be seen trying not to die laughing, the boys are shooketh and looking at him, Price has his hands on his hips and sighs:

Nik after a few moments of silence: How much is this motherfucker dancing!?

*Cue price on giving him a kiss on the cheek and reaffirming him in Russian with a chuckle or two. He also explains verbs more.*

[maralarsen]

He is my misfortune 🎀

~Lorenzo Berkshire x reader~

WARNING: cursing

°Nepriateľ milovníkov°

Fluff

Summary : You unhappily end up tutoring a boy who brings you more misery than life itself

• |Reader is in Hufflepuff

• | I plan to make another part/parts. But I don't know if you will like this part, so I'll see 🎀

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Lorenzo Berkshire. A lot of people think of this name as a smiling face of a boy who is always positive, laughing and sometimes even kind. The only thing that comes to mind with this name is disaster. Everywhere he goes something always goes wrong. Either I'm unlucky with him or I really don't know anymore.

For example, my Hufflepuff friends and I were in Hogsmeade. It was cold, so we went to the Three Broomsticks to warm up like every student at Hogwarts. A pleasant atmosphere prevailed there, at least I felt pleasant until I saw his face. At that moment, I sighed and realized that another problem was on the way.

We sat down at the table next to his. And why ? The reason was clear. Berkshire wasn't sitting there alone, he was there with his crew. For my friends, it was literally a feast for their eyes. I don't understand what they like about guys who just drink, smoke and change girls like socks.

That's not my type at all. I'd rather have some nice boy who likes to cuddle, go on cute dates, buy me flowers and..."What the f*ck?!" I was snapped out of my reverie about a boy who might not even exist by the boy who was the most annoying to me. nerves. "Sh*t Berkshire watch out! Great, I'm all wet now," oh of course who else but Berkshire could have tripped over his own feet and spilled butterbeer on me. "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to, this really wasn't on purpose," Berkshire apologized with a smile on his face.

I heard how his friends started laughing in the back, especially Malfoy, another icon of the school. I wanted to cry. I don't understand why he always has to do this to me. "I said sorry, don't be so relational, it's just beer, it will dry out," I looked at him in disbelief.

"Yes, it will dry out. But it's your fault that it's wet!" I stood up and left the room. Why does he always have to do this to me? Fool. I got on the first carriage I saw and went back to the castle.

This happened about a month ago, I'm currently sitting in the library completing an assignment on herbology. I really don't enjoy this subject, but somehow I still manage it. Unlike Berkshire. Whatever he is, I feel sorry for him. He's been sitting here in the library since lunch, and I can see he's still doing the same thing, with a herbology book spread out in front of him.

During that time, I managed to make elixirs, astrology and now also herbology. Maybe I would help him, but that's what he needs. Unfortunately, the butter beer cannot be washed off. He's lucky he covered my old sweatshirt and not a new one.

Curfew is in a moment. I pack my things in my bag and I look at Berkshire, but he is already looking at me. Why is he looking at me? Better do your homework, moron. I smirk, take my bag and leave the library.

The next day I enter the greenhouses, as I expected, I had a good homework and so did the others except Berkshire. "Mr. Berkshire, I don't want to worry you, but you're failing Herbology," Mrs. Sprout said sternly. Berkshire didn't say anything, just stared blankly at the ground. "Are you going to do anything about it, Mr. Berkshire?" the teacher asked him. "

Well...I...I don't know..." Mrs. Spraut just sighed and announced: "Mr. Berkshire, I suggest that someone tutor you. He will tutor you for 3 weeks, 2 times a week. And I already know who ." She suddenly turned her gaze to me. Wait. NOT. He probably can't be serious. After all, one more moment in the same room with him, and that boy will set my hair on fire with his happiness.

"M...Mind..Mind me?" I stammered back to her. "Huh? Do you have a problem with that Mrs. (y/l/n)???" "Um, no?" I replied, more of a question than an answer, "excellent! You can leave at the end of class!"

What on earth did she dip it in, and why me? I ran out of the greenhouses into the corridor to make it to the next class. "Hey! Wait!" "oh god what do you want?" I turned to face Berkshire. "Wouldn't you like to go...ah!" I reached for his shirt and pulled him to the side "You were standing in way, Lorenzo," "Oh, thank you." So wouldn't you like to go for a beer with me? We could..." "No! There's no way I'm going anywhere with you anymore. The last time you had a beer in your hand, it ended on me. So no!" I said even before he could finish the sentence and I turned to leave "Jesus, you're terrible," he said with a laugh in his voice "but I still don't like you!" I said and went into the corridor.

As I expected, it happened. He chased me. "Why are you following me like a lost puppy?" "I was waiting for you to calm down," I looked at him in disbelief. "You're kidding, aren't you?!" "When was I kidding," he replied with a grin. I swear if that boy was closer I would slap him. "Oh well, well. So what do you want so urgently that you're chasing me," "I just wanted to ask about the date of the first meeting," he said quietly. "Why didn't you ask right away?"

"Because you didn't let me talk you into it?! Did you!?" that bastard... "When is convenient for you?" I asked him with a sigh. "Whenever you want, I can do it any time," "Then Wednesdays and Fridays. I want to have peace from you during the weekend," "Mrs. (y/l/n)'s order!" he turned and left. Oh god it's going to be a month.

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• | This is my second story so I apologize for any mistakes + English is not my first language ✨

[expiationist]

east asian politics notes

[splo0shh]

Finally finished cleaning him up! Also added some stuff about the AU on the side :D

[thetiredprometheus]

oh so when Evelyn Hugo has seven husbands she's 'an icon' and 'a girlboss', but when I, Henry the eight-

[nostalgia-tblr]

I feel like anyone who's about to embark on attempting to type out a character's accent phoentically (at least as well as one can with English) should probably stop for a moment before they get going and ask themselves, "How would I, myself, feel about a fic where the one character who sounds like me had their speech written out like this and every other character just got their dialogue left in standard spelling?" I feel like a lot of people would tone it down a bit, at least, if they'd done that thought experiment first.

(Anyone who answered "but I don't have an accent!" isn't allowed to write out anyone else's accent, ever. This rule may seem harsh but you need it. Really, you do. Because you've never had anyone treat your accent as abnormal or comical or wrong, so you really don't know what you're inflicting on others here.)

[osteochondraldefect]

actually. coughs. traditional sketches of varying degrees of quality be upon ye

[designs on the last one are by @kamil-a !!]

[hi-i-am-a-sock]

it will never stop surprising me how certain parents want tutors to improve their children's grades in one month. ma'am, you son doesn't know how to form the plural form of a regular noun. he won't understand the difference between past simple and past continuous after 10 one-hour long lessons. i doesn't make me a bad tutor. it's how learning works for heaven's sake.

it will also never stop surprising me how certain language learners beat themselves up over not reaching fluency after 6 months of studies. girl, you have a full-time job and a social life. you won't be able to read shakespeare-level literature after 35 hours of studies. it doesn't make you a bad learner. chill out.

[jukeboxhound]

My first column with the online newspaper re: restorative justice was published! Which is very cool! I'm so chuffed about it!

...Except that the editor inconsistently capitalized a particular common noun throughout the article (!) and also removed my Oxford commas (!!!!!).

[inkyquince]

Nothing is worse than if I come across an excellent summarised fic with sexy ass tags and then the first line is a clunky, grammatically off sentence that we're taught in high school on how to avoid

[drugsforaddicts]

I think I might’ve teared my tutor a new one…

[seilon]

love when this is referred to as the gifted kid website. shockingly my mental disorders made me mentally disordered and school never really vibed with that so. couldn’t be me

[unhonestlymirror]

Also I'VE GOT A JOB YEEEET

[penguin--person]

YAY WOOHOO YAY!!!!! i got my fuckinggg !!! english c1:) 'certificate in advanced english' i Killed it !!!! my powerrr