okay but……. like not to be………. anti-canon or anything…………… but all these canons keep like……….. interacting with my posts and…………………………….. it just makes me so uncomfortable like……………………. I’m canon friendly but can u like………… ask me about interacting first?????????????????????? thanks okay ily <3 :*
I would like to formally apologize to anyone who’s ever privately messaged me, or tried to interact with me through online group chats, and similar things to that.
No, this isn’t a kind of “haha i’m so annoying to talk to” self deprecation post, it’s moreso a “i’m very poor with social interaction and exchange and i am trying to get better” post.
I am honestly not that big of a social person. I try my best to come off as friendly and inviting on the websites I frequent, but I’m overall I’m just shy and it’s damn near impossible to get me to come out of my shell.
I’m never purposefully ignoring you, or being rude. I’m never trying to come off as uninterested as I do. I’m just trying to interact with you in a calm and casual manner.
Anytime I overuse emojis/emoticons, I am not trying to tell an out of place joke or anything like that. I’m trying to express my feelings in a way I find difficult to do with words.
If I’ve ever made any of you feel like your words aren’t worth my time, or I wouldn’t want to be friends, then I sincerely apologize, because the last thing I want to do is make anyone feel sad or left out.
I’m still learning social interaction and what’s okay to do in a conversation. Because of my learning disabilities, social stuff is harder for me than it would be for others.
There is also the point that I was introduced to the internet as a place for looking at cool stuff and researching fun topics. The whole uprise of social media is still fairly alien to me, and I’m trying to accustom myself to it.
Please…do forgive me if I’ve ever come across as awkward, rude, disinterested, or anything else negative in a conversation. I am still learning and I’m trying to make new friends in the best way I can.
Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Camp Camp (Web Series) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Gwen (Camp Camp), David (Camp Camp), Max (Camp Camp), Preston Goodplay, Dolph (Camp Camp), Nerris (Camp Camp), Harrison (Camp Camp), Ered (Camp Camp), Space Kid (Camp Camp), Nurf (Camp Camp), Max’s Parents (Camp Camp), Jasper (Camp Camp), Mr. Honey Nuts (Camp Camp), possibly various ocs Additional Tags: idk - Freeform, third eye au, dadvid, Gwom - Freeform, gwenmom, david adopts the campers, but max first, Government Conspiracy, might be violence idk yet, thanks dadvidismycanonheadcanon, maybe gwenvid eventually? who knows for now it’s platonic, maxvid shippers EAT SHIT AND DO NOT INTERACT, Ghosts, Sixth Sense AU Summary:
No kid should ever be alone, he thought. Until David found out where Max came from, he was just gonna be stuck with him, he supposed. Good thing David had experience as a camp counselor! He figured that he was pretty good with kids!
whoever uses this tag can unfollow the fuck outta me RN im not in the mood for uneducated CHILDREN that hate cis people for liking who they are and like talking about trans issues. just like how some straight people talk about gay rights, Barack Obama for instance. thanks don’t come again bye
If someone comes into your IMs or your ask-box trying to ROAST you or GUILT you for NOT wanting to role-play with them… First off, DON’T tolerate that shit because you are a HUMAN BEING with the right to CHOOSE. And second, don’t even feel bad for saying NO, because they’re only validating the choice you made. I am NOT dealing with this shit tonight or tomorrow or EVER. Miss me with that 3rd grade attempt at seeking validation. Disgusting.
built around two solid points: 1) Lois Lane is the lead character; and 2) The audience dose not know who is playing Superman going into the movie.
So the movie centers around a young Lois, who’s desperately trying to get a job as a reporter at the Daily Planet, despite a hiring freeze as the printed journalism business struggles to keep up, and despite the fact she has no prior journalism experience (at least, not outside of an expensive degree that has yet to start paying for itself). Even though no one at the Planet will even return her calls, she barges in in the middle of a work day, trying to get an interview. She bounces off a lot of people (a number of them tall guys with dark hair and nice eyes who she barely notices) until she tracks down Perry White, who tells her, sarcastically, that he’ll hire her on the spot if she can bring him a properly sourced article revealing the story Metropolis’s new hero, who just yesterday stopped a runaway train with his bare hands.
She gets to work. Her friends tell her she’s crazy. Her sister bails her out of jail at least once (maybe a montage of times). Her father, General Lane, threatens disownment and/or military arrest. This “menace” broke a muggers arm last week, and is wanted for vigilantism. If she really does find out the identity of this man (who’s been gaining notoriety with every feat) and brings it to a newspaper before the military, her father would have to take action. (This country is his family, after all.)
But the more Lois looks into this ‘super man’, the more she likes what she sees. It’s hard without credentials, but she’s been collecting eye-witness reports for months trying to find the pattern to track; the pattern that everyone’s been looking for. She has dozens of interviews with police, and store owners, and caught criminals, but it’s in the interviews of the regular folk that she finds the pattern:
This man is kind.
Every headline is about a larger-than-life figure who catches falling statues, wins chases with cars, and stops bullets with his pecs. In the words of the innocent people of Metropolis though, is someone else. Someone who flies broken cars to the shop from the highway during rush hour. Someone who takes a sobbing child from the scene of a bike accident and drops off a smiling one with their parents. Someone who’s been spotted leaving flowers by the headstones of the ones who didn’t make it out of that train crash. Someone who sits in a secluded corner of the park and plays chess with the old woman who’s husband can no longer leave the house. Someone who literally pulled a dog out of a river and a cat from a tree.
So, to find the Man of Steel, Lois searches for kindness - and she finds it everywhere. She finds all the coats freely shed for someone cold. She finds all the grocery carts paid for by the previous customer. She finds lonely veterans offered a seat at the family table in restaurants. She finds hate symbols painted over with cute cartoons and symbols of love. She finds dozens and dozens of volunteers who help clean up and serve food and rebuild after train crashes and car wrecks and robberies.
She finds Superman.
And then she finds a man in the park.
He’s not doing much, just sitting on a bench with his head in his hands. The copy of the Daily Planet on the bench next to him speculates on the dangers of super humans, as it has every day for the last two weeks. Some have even suggested that the Man of Steel is an alien, though those theories have only barely broken into mainstream. Whatever this man is worrying over, whatever weight is on his shoulders, seems much heavier than a newspaper, though. Lois hasn’t worried herself with the same issue’s as her prospective employer, either. Thoughts still on the group of teens she’s just passed, each promising to beat up on some boy for their friend, are still fresh on her mind, and she takes the spot next to the stranger on the bench.
He’s not a stranger, though. Lois recognizes him. She doesn’t know his name, but she saw him that day at the Daily Planet months ago, and she’s seen him across the police tape at scenes she’s investigated. He wrote today’s front page article: “Man of Steel, or Menace of Steel?”
He’s politely flustered when she sits down, and she promptly tells him that everything about his article - she’s already read it, of course - is absurd. She doesn’t care who “made him write it”, the entire thing is just plain wrong. She finds herself repeating stories she’s read and re-read at all hours of the morning. Stories of regular people who’d told her how they’d been inspired by Superman. How they’d taken leaps of faith toward recovery and new lives thanks to Superman. Teenagers have chosen to live because of Superman. She quotes sources, and sources of people, including herself, who have said that the city of Metropolis - maybe even the world - was so much better because of Superman.
“Superman?” the reporter asks.
“It’s just something I’ve been calling him. He’s got that big S on his chest, right?”
The reporter laughs. He hasn’t smiled the whole time, only looked at her with wide eyes. His smile is… nice. His glasses are dumb though.
“Yeah,” she admits, “it’s a dumb name.”
“No,” he says. A weight has fallen off his shoulders while she was flipping through her notebooks. He sniffles a bit. Lois had just torn into his article with all the fury she could muster, is he crying about it? No, he’s smiling, still. “I really like it. Have you written all this down?”
Lois Lane writes it all down. Her new friend (who proofread the hell out of it because Lois is driven as hell but can’t spell) Clark Kent turned it in to his boss. The newest headline reads:
The Story of Superman -by Lois Lane
She’s getting paid more than Clark in under a year. He just seems to be so distracted all the time. Maybe she should look into that…
y’all: omg keith & lance didn’t interact for like 5 episodes & are separated for a couple months, klance is dead!!
korra & asami, who were separated for 3 YEARS & didn’t even see each other for like half of the last season of tlok, and even after that didn’t interact v much in that season and were still endgame: you are like little baby watch this