(lmao the title’s really dumb but I couldn’t come up with anything so)
@collegeanon-sickfics I saw your post about the “sick character waking up and being really confused” trope and I wanted to do a thing with it. I didn’t focus on that element as much as I would have liked to, but it’s there. <:
Keith was alone. Alone in his shack in the desert.
He had been searching for a while now. For Shiro. Shiro was missing.
Shiro was here. He lay before Keith on a table. Green, blue, and yellow clustered together at the edge of his vision as Shiro blinked his eyes open.
“today we acknowledge a really terrible loss. cedric diggory was as you all know, exceptionally hard working, infinitely fair-minded and most importantly a fierce, fierce friend. now i think therefore you have the right to know exactly how he died. you see, cedric diggory was murdered by lord voldemort. the ministry of magic does not wish me to tell you this, but not to do so i think would be an insult to his memory.”
This issue is a big thing I have seen on the Internet and I have commented on before, but it really saddens me to see how obvious it has become with the release of Hiveswap. Nowadays, a new Big Thing pops up, the Fandom starts getting big, and people enjoy it and praise it to high heaven. Then, suddenly, the Fandom gets so big you see it constantly around, so people not interested in it grow to resent it.
Then, as with everything unpopular, a toxic side of the Fandom begins to take root, and people who genuinely enjoyed it start to see the ‘bad’ of the content they enjoyed, and bandwagon with the people that didn’t have any interest to begin with. This collective of people bashing the new Big Thing will group up the young and harmless part of the Fandom that’s just too ‘cringey’ for their tastes and the Bad Side of the Fandom as if they were the same thing, and act as if it’s the only thing that exists about it.
Suddenly the Big Thing is popular because it’s popular to bash on it and hate on it, which discourages the Good Side of the Fandom and only strengthens the Bad Side, while drawing more people to this collective bashing on it, until the Fandom has been reduced to a shadow of its former glory and all there’s left is Memes about ‘how bad this Fandom was’. Then, if someone still stuck through and enjoys the content, is seen as some sort of ancient, long lost nerd, everyone else has moved on to new Media, but they stuck with this AWFUL thing that used to be Big? Lol, how funny, how dumb!
And yet people keep coming back to ‘Classics’, games, books, movies, that were made 10, 20, 30 years ago, and put them as the pinnacle of EVERYTHING and if you haven’t seen it you’re like, committing a god damn crime.
People on the Internet act like there’s absolutely no piece of media that can last for longer than a few months at best, and are quick to abandon the boat when toxicity starts to show up instead of, you know, FIGHTING back against the awful people and drawing the line? Some will argue we just live in a time where popularity is fleeting, but if you ask someone what their favorite game is, and it was produced less than 3 years ago, they will be looked at like they’re some sort of monster.
Internet Culture right now doesn’t want to consider anything as something that could be relevant or a ‘Classic’ in a few years, even when for some people they may be as good or better than things they consider a ‘Classic’ or a ‘Staple’ of something. And inadvertently or not, they will look for any excuse to bash down and insult actually good things and things that have had a good impact on people based on an old side of the Fandom that may not even exist anymore. Ruining it for potential newcomers, shaming old fans.
Grow up, ignore things you don’t enjoy, and let people enjoy whatever they want as long as they aren’t being dicks about it. And when they’re being dicks about it? Then call them out. Don’t just go like “LUL THE FANDOM IS TOXIC”. Address the issues. Make the Fandom a better place. Otherwise you’re contributing to the problem more than a bunch of toxic assholes ever could.
I may be very popular but honestly I am so socially scared of people the only reason they like me os cause I smile and nod quietly while inwardly screaming in fear.
Honestly if I'm voted most likely to be a killer I wouldn't evn be surprised. I think they even said that about me in pre-school.
I have unfortunately become the mom friend and it has made me afraid of ever becoming a mother.
" You're a guy. "
And? Women are strong to deal with this bullshit! I can't handle you all I would clearly never be a good mother.
You know how most people want all eyes on them when walking into a room? I figured it out. Walk in and start doing really loud impressions!
I feel I'm the friend who you have around so at least someone is semi-innocent in this massive pile of devil spawns.
I have no choice but to hang out with you all - I don't know how to make friends anymore!
You want to know what sucks?! Emily got nominated for Prom King over me. One, she's a girl! Not that there's a problem with the fact she's female but in this case there are two seperate places! And a third if anyone were agender. AND TWO! SHE DOESN'T EVEN ATTEND THIS SCHOOL!
I'm not actually as dumb as I come off as. *misspells their name on a test* O-Okay well you see...I have...no...okay.
Take me back to kindergarden. Snacks, recess and snacks. Away from bullshit and lies.
I had this group of friends before. They only hung out with me to show "diversity" so they didn't come off as racist. That comment madee realize they were. Ditched their asses.
Only once in my life have I ever...I mean ever! Won at a game! Monopoly, Life, Mario Kart...life in general...
*after someone accidently steps on the back of their shoe* Yeah okay bitch. Get ready for that fucking restraining order on your ass!
I have been compared to a southern satan before. I'm not sure which was more true. The fact that I'm very Southern. Or that I'm satan. *hisses and chokes on spit*
plot: zach decides to (nervously) confront you after finding out you’re the one slipping compliments in his bag
a/n: i Cannot believe a 2nd part was requested i cant believe you guys enjoyed the first part and sent me messages!! i wasn’t planning on writing this but here she is since y’all are cute as heck
Thursday night found Zach Dempsey sprawled
on his bed.
A week worth of complimentary notes was at
the foot of the bed. Some were folded, some all the way open but none of them were in their original, pristine state. They were crumpled, thing that probably happened
whenever the boy stuffed them in his pockets.
Summary: Byun Baekhyun is the star player of your college’s baseball team - plenty of people have a crush on him, and of course you do too. But you have one thing they don’t have: a quiet friend who can’t pick up her damn phone and a head full of air. Scenario: baseball!au, fluff Word Count: 4,353
It has pretty much everything but there is a point where there will be smut so if you don’t fancy something like that you can just skip the part.
Description:Your cousin gave you a gift. It’s a pen, a pen that whatever you write upon your skin with it will also appear on your soulmate’s. Silly stuff, how can what you write with a stupid pen appear on your soulmate’s skin?
“I promise I’ll be there,” Peter spoke, and Tony over heard him on the phone. Tony leaned against the door frame to his office where Peter stood taking his phone call.
“Hey, I apologized for last time… I know… I can’t wait… I-I love you too. Bye” Peter hung up, a smile tugging at his lips. The boy looked absolutely love sick, it made Tony smile a little.
“Was that your girlfriend?” Tony asked as he walked in.
“Ah! Mr. Stark, how long were you right there?” Peter whirled around to look at Tony. Tony rose an eyebrow, his smile only growing.
“Not long. Tell me about the girl,” Tony sauntered into his office and sat behind his desk. Peter was absolutely red in the face and obviously looking for any way out of this conversation.
“What girl?” Peter played dumb.
“Come on, kid. You’ve got to be a better liar than that to fool me… unless it’s not a girl, which is fine. Tell me about them.”
Peter sighed and sat in one of the chairs on the other side of Tony’s desk. He was still obviously blushing, “She’s from my school, and we’ve been dating for a while.”
“Jesus, I don’t think I had a relationship that lasted longer than six days when I was your age. How do you do it?” Tony say up, suddenly fascinated by the conversation. He thought maybe this was a two week thing, something casual, and the ‘I love you’ that was exchanged was premature and naïve. However after learning the time frame of the relationship he had to rethink that; maybe it was sincere.
“She’s really great,” Peter mumbled, still obviously embarrassed.
“Well where are you taking this great girl? And why haven’t I met her? Does your Aunt know about her?”
“Yeah Aunt May knows and we’re going to the art museum. She likes to make fun of the classics. And I guess you haven’t met her because I didn’t think you wanted to. ”
“Why wouldn’t I?”
“I dunno, you’re busy, I guess. And it’s just a normal thing, not a super hero thing.”
Tony suddenly felt kind of bad about that. He wanted to know these things, if only because he was nosey. At that moment, he decided the previous matters on which this meeting was called on was no longer important. He wanted to know all about Peter’s girlfriend, and this date they were supposed to be having. This was kind of big. First loves were important right? People married their high school sweet hearts all the time. Sure those marriages often ended in divorce but sometimes they don’t. Tony realized there was so much wisdom he needed to share with Peter. Were they being safe, taking the proper precautions so they didn’t ruin their future with a baby?!
“Okay, kid,” Tony inhaled sharply, trying to put his spiraling thoughts to rest, “Tell me all about this girl.”
Peter eventually had to leave to go on his date, but Tony just wasn’t satisfied with simply hearing about the girl. So he called in someone who understood the concept of trusting no one and treating everyone like they’re suspicious.
“Hey Natasha,” he spoke on the phone.
“So Underoos has a girlfriend.”
“Yeah, her name is Y/N.”
“You already searched her up?”
“No Peter told me about her, the time you asked me to keep an eye on him while you were in Mumbai.”
“He just told you about her?!”
“He needed advice on what kind of flowers to get her. If it makes you feel better, I also did some background checks and things like that on her. She’s an average student, she’s a part of few little clubs, most notably she’s on the newspaper. She’s got some award winning articles too. I think she wants to be a journalist.”
“They’ve been together six months Natasha.”
“I know, tonight is there six month anniversary. They’re going to a couple of museums. They’re at the art museum right now.”
“… Are you trailing them?”
“Of course I am. This Y/N girl is great for him, I can’t let him screw it up.”
Tony was quiet for a beat, “I’ll meet you there.”
Tony and Natasha watched from far off at the two teens. They held hands as they walked through the art museum. She pointed at a painting and said something that made Peter laugh. Tony put in an ear piece that allowed him to hear what the two was saying.
“I’m just saying, Daphne turned into a fucking tree,” Y/N laughed, “Ancient Greek mythology is fucked up.”
“She swears a lot,” Tony grumbled, he looked over to Natasha to see her smiling a little, “Natasha!” he chastised.
“What? It’s kind of funny.”
The couple kept walking. Y/N rested her head on Peter’s shoulder as they went to the next painting. It was of Sappho and her many lovers. Y/N read the description in front of the painting aloud.
“ Sappho and a close friend, huh?” she said sarcastically.
“Mmhm, just two gals being pals,” Peter agreed.
“Oh yeah, because I kiss my girl friends on the mouth all the time. No homo, dude.”
“Definitely not. Sappho was just a woman who was close friends with a lot of other women.”
“Yeah, nothing gay about that, dude. She totally wasn’t a lesbian.”
“Oh no definitely not.”
They were both starting to laugh, because the picture in front of them was so blatantly gay. Y/N continued on about how historians will go to any lengths to make things heterosexual. Natasha was trying to keep it together and not outright laugh at the things Y/N said. Tony was trying very hard not to instantly like Y/N, because he didn’t even know this girl, but he couldn’t help but to smile every time Peter laughed. Peter was just a kid in love with her, and he so rarely embraced being a kid. He was trying to be more mature so he could be a better super hero, but these precious moments of youth were passing him by. He couldn’t help but to think Y/N was good for him. Y/N and Peter got to a particular sculpture in which she tried to mimic the pose the statue was in. It was admittedly a complete failure, but Peter tried to. He was no closer to matching the pose than she was. They laughed at their mutual failure and continued on. They eventually left the art museum and got lunch together.
“She’s a good kid,” Natasha assured as they sat with their coffee al fresco across the street from the restaurant the two of you went in to.
“Well I didn’t think she’d be bad… just maybe not right for Peter. He’s a sweet kid, and people like to crush kindness when they find it.”
“This girl has been with him for six months, and do you know how many times Peter has cancelled plans with her to go save someone in need. She doesn’t even know he’s Spider-Man. She just trusts that whatever he’s doing is important… so if anyone is going to get hurt in all of this… it’s probably her.”
“How many times has he cancelled.”
“14,” Natasha over articulated then took a sip of her coffee.
“Jesus,” Tony sighed.
“Yep, and she’s still here.”
“He should tell her.”
“I think so too, but he’ll only take so much advice from me. But you know how much being a superhero can strain on a relationship, maybe he’d take the advice better from you.”
Tony turned his head and watched as Y/N pulled out a box from her purse. He listened in on their conversation.
“I know we both agreed not to get each other presents until our year anniversary, but I saw this and I thought of you,” Y/N spoke.
Peter went to speak, obviously about to chastise her for getting him a gift but she held up a hand to stop him.
“I didn’t spend a dime on it.”
Peter opened the box and a smile took over his face. It was a super old polaroid camera that 1977 would soon be calling for.
“You know now that I think about it… that’s probably worth a lot of money,” she spoke offhandedly, “But I don’t use it anymore, and I know you’ve been collecting cameras so…just promise me you won’t sell it.” she shrugged again. Tony could tell she was trying to seem casual about the gift, but she’d probably spent days trying to figure out what to get Peter.
“Of course I’m not going to sell it. How did you just have this?”
“It was a gift from my grandma,” she sighed, Peter motioned to give it back, “No, you keep it. I never use it, and my grandma would have wanted someone to use that camera, and love it the way you love the rest of your cameras.”
“… I will,” he gave her a soft smile. He put the camera’s strap around his neck. He then reached into his own pocket to get a small box.
“Looks like neither of us can follow directions,” Peter smiled ruefully as he slid the box to her.
“God dammit, Parker. I wanted to be the master gift giver this time,” she joked as she took the box. She undid the bow around it and opened the box. She looked up at him, confused by the content of the box, or rather surprised.
“It’s a uh… a promise ring,” Peter was red again, “Not to get too intense or anything… it’s just that I know it bothers you that I cancel a lot… even though you don’t say anything about it. I just wanted to show you that I really do want to keep you forever.”
“Oh god that’s so sweet, I’m gonna throw up,” Natasha groaned.
“Jeez, who raised this kid.” Tony complained looking away from the scene he thought to be cringe worthy, because of course that was too much for a high school relationship. It was entirely too much.
“His aunt is a hopeless romantic.” Natasha explained.
“You’re gonna make me cry, Pete,” Y/N spoke and as she did she seemed to already be dabbing tears from her eyes.
“Oh wow, she’s into it,” Tony said surprised by the turn of events. Peter pulled his own ring on as Y/N put on hers. Y/N leaned over the table and kissed Peter. It wasn’t one of those long winded kisses that Rom-Coms glorify, it was sweet and simple.
“Ew this is too sweet. I think I’m getting diabetes just from watching it,” Tony complained but he didn’t look away. As Y/N sat back on her side of the booth, Peter put his camera up and snapped a picture of her.
“Pete,” she complained.
“I want to remember this moment forever,” He explained as he pulled the picture from the little slot and shook it absently.
“Yeah but I’ve still got tears in my eyes,” she laughed a little. Peter smiled as he looked down at the slowly forming picture.
“You look beautiful,” Peter assured turning the picture toward her.
“We’ve got another museum to go to, silly boy,” she reminded, “We can’t spend forever here.”
Tony came back to himself at her words. He and Natasha should go. They should allow Peter the youthful innocence of his first love without prying eyes.
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So, this is part 1 of my Valentine’s day gift to @dustflwr (Shout out to her for the awesome preview)
So, I took these amazing shoes by @madlensims and made them maxis match for my love Ashley. I have another one I am working on for her too. I was going to have it done today, but I sort of deleted the pds file because I’m dumb sometimes. Anyway.. these come in 21 colors, 5 two-tone colors. Custom thumbnail. If you have both mine and Madlens shoes in game my thumbnail will get wonky. Just a heads up. Clear your cache after you delete Madlens, if you do.