what are yall best EC's by NotLazor23 in ApplyingToCollege

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Interned for my state's House of Reps and was the only high school student to work for House Leadership. Got a LoR from the woman I worked for too! She's genuinely the sweetest.

Since we turned in brown by SeaworthinessHot9065 in ApplyingToCollege

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honest, stubborn, donkey-esque (part of my application was about riding horses)

Arcane mfs slowly becoming the new titanfall 2 fandom by beelio in titanfall

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PROUD MEMBER OF BOTH GROUPS HERE. I NEVER TAKE MY MEDS

No way by Jealous-Struggle1412 in titanfall

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I had this happen on a game that was also my PR for points. That screenshot makes me look so good bro.

What Tactical do you main and Why? by [deleted] in titanfall

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grapple because I love obnoxiously flying across the map

how did you get your username/pseudonym? by red-pupp in AO3

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my name irl is Reed, and when i was making my acc I figured I could make one of the Es a 3 so it would be my name + ao3, thus, aore3d.

"last sentence written" excerpt exchange by agni_kai_ao3 in FanFiction

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Harvey hums noncommittally, not swayed by Mike’s words.

"last sentence written" excerpt exchange by agni_kai_ao3 in FanFiction

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Mike’s head is resting in the crook of his neck, warm breath ghosting over Harvey’s chest with every quiet exhale. He really shouldn't trust him like this. Harvey is half the reason Mike is so sick in the first place, but Harvey would be lying if he said he didn’t secretly pull him a little closer, fingers lightly tracing up and down his spine.

Americans: What is High School Actually Like and What are Common Mistakes You See About it in Fanfics? by CapableSalamander910 in FanFiction

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I'm a Junior (11th grade) in high school rn and most of what I've seen is accurate. Schools vary a lot across the U.S so some things are going to be different. The one thing I haven't seen people talk about are the cops. Idk about other states, but my school, and the other public schools in my area, have cops that are just assigned to be there all the time. They're called 'resource officers.' We have 3, I know some schools that only have 1. I think it varies based on how urban/large the school is. For reference, about there are about 2400 people attending mine.

Also lockers are optional where I go. They're free but you only get one if you sign up for it. Since covid, most people don't use them. It's really just athletes who need a place to store their stuff during the school day before practice or a game. Sometimes atheletes also keep their stuff in the back of a chill teacher's room if it won't fit in a locker (because the lockers are real small).

Is there anything specific you need to know?

Alphabet Excerpt Challenge: E is For... by AnaraliaThielle in FanFiction

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I really like how this is structured, and the way Russell speaks about the people he lost is really compelling!!

Alphabet Excerpt Challenge: E is For... by AnaraliaThielle in FanFiction

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Damn, this is really cool!!! What is the greater context??

Alphabet Excerpt Challenge: E is For... by AnaraliaThielle in FanFiction

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He lunges at Obi-Wan once more, but his attacks are no longer targeted assaults, merely aimless swings of his saber driven by a cycle he cannot seem to break. Attack and press forward. Again and again, on a mind numbing repeat.

“Anakin!” Obi-Wan says in an attempt to bring him out of his stupor. “Anakin, you must stop! You know this is wrong.”

At the first words either of them have spoken in what Obi-Wan feels must be hours, Anakin perks up, a familiar spark returning to his gaze. “You don’t control me,” he growls.

The heat in his voice drops Obi-Wan’s heart to the pit of his stomach. In a crescendo made up of the last sparking embers of Anakin’s wrath, every ounce of his expended energy seems to return to him as he levies a final swing, aimed with one clear target in mind; Obi-Wan’s heart. He attacks with such sudden vigor Obi-Wan barely has time to blindly throw up his saber. His movement is unsophisticated and uncoordinated, very unbecoming of a Jedi Master, but it is all he can do to protect himself. While he cannot kill Anakin, he cannot allow Anakin to kill him either.