Accidental psychic mom friend; endless gladiator fight to the death with Trust Fund Kid; pushing his "ALL MEN ARE WOLVES" propaganda; "Help police! there is a handsome man in my mirror, oh wait, IT's just ME~! *takes selfie*
LOLOL IS LOVE LOLOL IS LIFE; too good/pure for this world; they said I would understand life when I'm older, now I'm older, but I don't know sh*t; watizbasicspellin anspazin,HOW2WUD???
aesthetic sh*tposter; do you want to see my cat? No? T O O B A D; I don't just make it rain, I'm a tsunami; seemingly emotionless, but unapologetic troll (especially to mom friend)
#LifeHacks: replace feels with memes; hello my baby~ hello my honey~
h e l l o d a r k n e s s m y o l d
f r i e n d; HONEYBUDDHACHIPS/PHDPEPPERISOTP, "I'll sleep when I'm dead~! (I hope that's soon! lol)"
"I'm surrounded by idiots"; only one who seems to remember that this is a business app; "you seem stressed" "yeah, it's the stess"; mistaken as mom friend, but actually big sister who is highkey done (lowkey into actual mom friend)
But honestly Mystic Messenger has some good life lessons:
• Happiness is more important than money
• Good looks are fantastic, but talent and ability are important too
• Gaming is fun, but studying is important
• Take care of yourself
• People are more complex than they seem
• Don’t be a jackass
Story time: I love this fandom so much but I still can’t believe this happened
I went into Starbucks today and used the name Danvers because I’m a fangirling nerd. When the barista called “Danvers,” another girl waiting for her drink replied “Sawyer.” So I looked around to see who it was because obviously she got the reference and must be super cool. But I couldn’t find her anywhere until I saw eyes following me as I went up to get my drink. Now, I’m super awkward and shy so I just smiled and looked away. Then I heard “Supergay” being called from the barista and she came up next to me to get her drink and smiled at me. I nearly about lost it because who meets a fangirl like this….like this is only fanfiction stuff, right? I tried to say hi to her and play it cool as if I wasn’t internally freaking out inside but in actuality was really awkward and couldn’t form real english words..oops. She just laughed and asked me if I had some time and wanted to hang out. So I nodded since I was speechless because again when does this happen in real life. Ive only ever read this kind of stuff in fanfics or dreamt of/imagined this (I know, I’m a total dork). We had a fantastic time talking about Supergirl, its fandoms and other shows. Turns out, we go to college near each other (small world, eh?) and have a fair amount of commonalities. Unfortunately, I had to run to a class cutting the fangirling time short but before I could leave, she grabbed a pen out of nowhere ( A+ for girl scout preparedness) and my hand as she wrote her number and told me to text her sometime so we can do this again. I’m legitimately about to faint but hold myself up against the table and do my best to verbalize ok because what else was I going to say. This never happens to me. I had a million questions and thoughts running through my head like what does this mean? Why did this happen? How did this happen? Is this for real? Am I being pranked right now? Did my friends put you up to this? Is this just friendly? Are you being serious? Can you tell I don’t know what I’m doing? When is it approrpiate for me to text you? What do I say next? I say see you around because why not quote Maggie Sawyer and left before I did something utterly embarrasing. I was almost late to class but made sure I added her number to my phone before I did anything else. Now, I’m sitting in my room staring at my phone with an empty text message screen unsure of what to say or when to say it. All I got is hi haha. I am not smooth enough/ too awkward to know how to do this but here goes nothing.
If you read this, thanks for taking the time to hear about my awkwardness. But note that pleasant surprises are what make life great. However this moment turns out, I’m just glad it happened. I didn’t feel as alone or scared as I have in the last few days for once. She reminded me to always have hope. For that, I am truly thankful and she may never know this. I hope some day she will know the kindness and care she is spreading in the world. If she somehow ends up reading this, you are really one special person that the world could not live without.
It is not any one thing that can boiled down. It is a microcosm of humanity, tens of thousands of people with different ages, interests, genders, cultures, and countries.
It is not a living, breathing being, though it might seem that way at times.
It is as simple and as complex as a sizable swath of people with a singular shared passion.
There have always been - and will always be - outliers. And, as with everyday life, those with the loudest voices are often the angriest and most entitled. But that does not make them representative of the whole.
Fandom is bitter and happy and angry and hopeful and rude and gracious and destructive and creative. And it is all of these things simultaneously all of the time, because fandom is not a single entity. It is considerably more multifaceted than that.
A/N: This is, like stated in the ask, taking place during TWS. You, the reader, are basically Natasha in this. Except you’re not. You’re just you. But you taking Natasha’s place. I’ll shut up now.
I nervously glanced around and saw the man approach the escalator. I turned to face Steve and grabbed his face, “Quick, kiss me!”
Steve’s eyes widened in alarm, “What?!”
I sighed, “Public displays of affection make people uncomfortable.”
I crashed my lips to Steve’s before he could protest and continued kissing him until I sensed the man was gone. I pulled away and smirked at the blush on Steve’s cheeks, “C’mon captain.”
After we made our way back to the car and were driving for a little bit before I noticed Steve was unusually silent. I snapped my fingers a couple times, “Steve? Stevieeeee? Earth to Steven! Anyone home?”
Steve huffed, “What?”
I smiled, “This is about that kiss isn’t it?”
He rolled his eyes, “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
I grinned, “Was I your first kiss since the 40s?!”
He kept his eyes on the road and ignored me. I squealed, “Aw I was!! That’s so cute!”
He sighed and bit his lip, “Maybe… Was I any good? I mean I haven’t kissed anyone since…”
My eyes flicked to his lips. His perfect pink, lush lips. I smirked, “I think you could use a little more practice.”
He glanced over at me and raised an eyebrow, “Oh yea?”
I nodded still smirking, “You bet. I’ll be nice and help you practice.”
He chuckled, “Nice?”
I shrugged, “I’m a nice person. Deal with it.”
Steve grinned before pressing his lips to mine. I melted into the kiss wrapping my arms around his neck. But we both pulled away when we heard the beeping of a truck and Steve had to veered to the right to narrowly avoid hitting it.
I laugh when we got back to the right side of the road, “Getting better already cap.”
He chuckled, “Maybe we should practice off of the road next time. You know so we don’t almost die.”
I nodded and sat back grinning at the fact that Steve wanted to kiss me again.
There’s already concern trolling regarding people sexualizing Scrooge McDuck?
That possibility hadn’t occured to me, like, wouldn’t occur to me in a million years but now that DT fans are whipping themselves into a righteous froth over the concept, I can’t stop thinking about it and…
If I don’t see some hilarious fic pairing Scrooge McDuck with Daffy Duck I’ll probably have to write it myself.
During every episode I get so excited/nervous that for about an hour I constantly feel like I’m about to have a panic attack… I don’t know if it’s a good or a bad thing, I just can never calm down and sometimes I even have to take a break, because it feels like my heart is about to jump out of my chest…
So I guess this is the only way I can express how I’m feeling. By drawing random crap in the middle of class. Yep I’m gonna fail school, but at least I’m happ… Oh no wait … I don’t think I will ever be happy.
Friend gets to me and starts talking about an amazing anime she watched. she was so excited and she talked so fast that in the whole conversation I understood: idol…. figure skating… nervous… hot springs… gay… naked (which now that I’m thinking describes episode 1 perfectly). She wanted me to watch it badly but I just said I didn’t want to.
Few days after…
friend: Hey wanna go to my house this Friday after school?
me: Yeah! Of course! I am so naive ppl
*waiting for the elevator of her building*
me: so what are we going to do?
AND I SWEAR THE ELEVATOR OPEN THE DOORS, SHE ENTERED AND IDK HOW BUT THE LIGHT THERE JUST MADE HER FACE CREEPY AS SHE SAID: “Yuri On Ice!!!”
*friend shows me YOI ep1*
me (specially in the end): OMG!! WTF IS THIS?!?
*friend shows me
me: Jesus Christ!!! Omfg!! Ok that is cute
*friend shows me
me: Please tell me they kiss!!!!
*ep 3 ends*
friend: c‘mon let’s eat!
me: what??? no!! I need to watch episode 4 RIGHT NOW!!!!