Random teenager: yeas serving cuntresss at 30 mamaaa, slay
Captain Marvel, who just came out of the time bubble: happy to serve the country! Even if it depends, which country? Actually, noā¦ I'm not exactly a government guy. I serve the people!
Someone was recording it, it went viral. Marvel is now the oldie cute himbo ACAB icon for the new generations who want to teach him all the slangs
And he learns!!
Marvel, to a villain who wanted to slay a bunch of sivis: the only thing here about to slay is me
And he SLAYS the villain in half with a ballerina kick.
The villain is still completely alive, not bleeding or anything, just feeling the pain of having his halves dismembered.
The league is worried. But YOUNG justice is exciting. Red Robin is already making a slideshow to teach and suggest new slogans for Marvel to use against the villains
Discreet (discrete in ptbr): a slang term ascribing, describing, or prescribing someone who is closeted, confidential, private, shy, secretive, reserved, bashful, modest, simple, prudent, circumspect, or hidden about their identity, experience, life, internal sense of self, or anything else.
āDiscreetā means that you donāt blab about sensitive information or tell secrets, you do things in a subtle and not noticeable way, or you ask questions in a polite or indirect way. For example, āSally was always very discreet about her sex life when she talked with her grandmother. She didnāt want the old lady to think she was a slut.ā
āDiscreteā means distinct or separate from others, as in āWhen the solution dries, we can see discrete particles at the bottom of the glass.ā
hey uh. seeing the word "just" is shortened to "js" pisses me off? why are you shortening a word that's only consisted of 4 words. isn't it short already? i was so confused at first because as far as i know "js" stands for "just saying" and not only "just".
i'm not here to start a debate, okay? i'm just wondering. is it that hard to write "just" to the point that some people really need to shorten it AGAIN to "js"?
this is also applies to "ts". i understand it as "this shit", but idk about it now. is it a shorted version of "this" too?
what could possibly be causing this shift in language or slangs, if any?
HI ,adults of tumblur ...we need to talk. have a seat. a bit long BUT I REALLLLLLY NEED YOU TO READ THIS. need to get of my chest. iF dont wann read all, SCROLL TO END AND READ THE MAIN POINT.
i want to start this by stating ,i myself am a minor, (almost 16 in few days), and in recent years ihave seen a rise in....hate towards children onlie specificly gen alpha. stating they cant read so in future humans wll just get dumber and dumber, how they are not rough and tough and attiude and gentle parenting isnt working. how they have doomed the world by thier existence.
now of corse its an over exageration of whats hapening but i digreess.
people are saying how children are worse these days and how social media has ruined them..and i agree on the social media is harmfull for them , specially thier brain devlopment , social understanding , mental helath and saftey.
however i dont understand why thier existence seen as soo anoying ? like i mean yeah they are kids,kids are annoying but they are seen as inheranlty bad ...people?
like helooo ,thats like at max is a 12 year old.
now i agree whole haertdly that children should not have social media acoounts, a phone is not needed until high school.
but the conversation is not about how we as a socitey need to create better ways to protect children from online danger but more about how these kids are cringe....which they are....they are at max in middle school and below...
and i realised gen z was treated the same way...
annoying , bratty, dommed.
and in my theory its cuz adults specaily young adults start to realise they are growing older and they are not in touch with presnt genations or atleast wwhatever pop culutre is as much as they were and be use they are older now they have a better undersaanding of whtas cringe
and they treat kids like they invented the word" RIZZ" even though its made by adults and kids picked it up , and i see more adults use it online tha n children.
now another thing is , what some would US defaultism.people from us and the west in genarl assume a thing has to be from the west or genarlised perception of the world. and the whole "CHILDREN CANT READ ANYOMRE THEY ARE DUMBER THAN THEY WERE 5 YERAS AGO WERE DOOOOOOOOOOOMEEEED !" is a genralised staement even taking in the us population but in genarl of th world and real life.
i have seen children that read better than some adults i know.
and even in india people say kids are more " bratty" now, and to which ..... welllllllllll
they are and not. both
they are more confident now. (pros and cons) and /or thier parents dont check thier behvaiour.
let me tell you something, GENTLE PARENTING, is NOT the problem, NEGLECTFULL PARENTING IS.
look i dont have the words right now and i am bad at explaing things but i hope u all got the gist of what i mean.
MAIN POINT: STOP, being MEAN PLEASE stop being mean to KIDS. they ARE crige but they are KIDS. we need to find ways to protect them online and if you interact which children in real life youll find the kids are just fine. they are kids.
A/N: before I start, I would like to apologize for not having written anything in months, but the fact is that the university has really brought me to isolate(what an irony, since I am in a coastal area/beach/where the sun shines a lot)
Besides, these have been difficult days, so due to lack of time and serotonin it has become impossible for me to updateā¦ but hey, hey!!!. It's almost vacation, so (x2) I hope to finish writing the pending fics.
That said, with you, my first little trilogy of imagines/fics/one shot/shotsĀæ?.
Pairing: Simu Liu x Cuba/mexican!reader
Summary: It's your first timeā¦
At the Oscars (reblog/like/share if you thought I was talking about something else)
Warnings: This will be extensive and possible spelling errors, due to the rush and hours I'm writing this, anyway let me know if I missed something.
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A MONTH AGO
February 10, 2022
Time: 05:27 a.m.
Location:Toronto Pearson International Airport
After a long journey of 12 hours, 6 out and 6 back, they were finally back home or something like that.
"Gosh, I haven't been this exhausted in a long time, what about you, CariƱo?" When you turned to look to your boyfriend, you could see how he was falling asleep on one of the benches in the place.
Carefully and with your bags already in hand, you sat down next to him.
Seeing him so tired stirred up a few feelings in your being, this varied depending on the reason, but because this time you were his reason., the reason that both of you met in the middle of the night at an airport, it made you feel blame him a little and more if you added the fact that you would have to wake him up, however, your intentions were interrupting when you saw, rather, felt your cell phone vibrate, and not just once, but several times.
Concerning that something was wrong, you saw him immediately.
There were hundreds of messages and missed calls, among many there were missed calls from your representative, your manager, your assistant, your agents and of course, from your mother, which for obvious reasons were the most common.
You planned to communicate with your mom first, because it was her, your mother, however, for the second time your intentions were interrupted by the recent call from your manager.
"Hello?ā¦" You answered as you walked away from Simu.
"Fuck (Y/N), where have you been all this time?" He answered you in a slightly annoyed tone and with exasperation in his voice.
"Mm, I don't know, maybe celebrating my Birthday with my family, friends and Simu, you know... actually, if I remember correctly, I think I told you since last year that I was planning to travel to Cuba to spend my birthday. ā¦ā. You answered with weariness and some sarcasm, something typical of you.
"But anyway, what happens? Because having almost 50 missed calls from you must be for something important, right?" You asked, to which you immediately had an answer.
"Yes, you have missed a lot, "Checa". And there it was, that joking attitude that both used to have from time to time.
"You know very well how things are there, by the way, are you going to tell me now? Or could it be that I can call mom? Because I assure you that if I don't call her back, she is capable of traveling here andā¦". Your chatter was cut short at her next words.
"(Y/N), you're nominated for the Oscars"
You immediately felt your nose burn, your eyes fill with tears and your pulse quicken, it took you a few seconds to recover from the news, so your voice came out broken.
"I swear if this is a joke..."
"Check the lists. I've just sent you the link"
Even with the call on the phone, you on the verge of having a heart attack and your hands shaking like jelly, you were able to access the link.
Little by little the presenters were naming the nominees, with each passing second, anxiety began to play with you, whether it was true or not, you tried to get rid of that feeling by advancing the video to your corresponding category.
Oh my god... it was true, you really were nominated.
Without caring a lot, you began to shout and celebrate with emotion, the happiness you felt was such that you did not realize that a worried Simu was awake.
"What... what happened? Love, are you okay...?" The fact of seeing you cry, laugh, tremble, and with your hands covering your face at the same time only increased his concern.
"(Y/N), talk to me." This time he muttered in a serious tone. "What'sā¦?" His question was halfway through when he saw your cell phone at your feet, when he took it he knew the reason for your shock.
Without thinking twice, he takes your hands away from your face to start hugging you and celebrating with you. For your part, your mind was not in the here and now, so you did not impose any imposition on his caresses.
You remained crying with happiness on his shoulder for a long while longer until finally you calm down.
Already away from him, you noticed how your tears had accidentally soaked his hoodie. "Shit, honey your hoodie, I'm so sorry I amā
"That's the least of it now."
"But...". You tried to continue and no, you failed because of her sudden interruption
"Honey, you...? My God, you're nominated!!!"
"That's right..." You answered with the same or higher level of enthusiasm than he did
"I'm so happy and proud of you... How did you find out..."
"Martha"
"When...?"
"Today..."
"Oh my god, oh my god, (Y/N), You... You really did it!!... You..."
"I know, I can't believe it..." You commented, still in shock.
After a while, not hearing the voice of your manager, you knew he hung up.
You still couldn't believe what you were experiencing.
Finally, after years of hard work, nights full of insomnia, sacrifices, tears, bad days when you assured yourself that you got there, rejections, changes, and what seemed to be a streak of bad luck, your work finally began to pay off.
Out of nowhere, you felt how your body lightened, as if that streak of bad luck that had followed you for years disappeared into thin air. It was rare, as you had only experienced it a few times to date.
The first, is when you get your first opportunity in the industry.
The second, was when you meeting Simu for the first time
