wherein i 100% eavesdropped

The little old guys at the table next to me are having a very interesting conversation regarding Christianity. Highlights thus far…

“Those who call themselves evangelical are not often actually evangelical. They do not go out and share the gospel. They expect people to come to them.”

“We are not supposed to hide our light under a table.”

A mention of the Holy Spirit that I missed because I was too busy typing

One of them had gone to a Vacation Bible School as a small child, but didn’t truly get it until when he was a teenager and had gone to an outreach event 

They’re bringing out the spiritual gifts now

And hypocrisy

“People look at the churches, any church whether Presbyterian or Lutheran or Mennonite or whatever, and they perceive it to be perfect, and they feel like if they go to the church they will make it imperfect. So, when they see a church that is imperfect, they feel that they will be welcome there.”

As I am imperfect, I have to make allowances for other people to be imperfect. I cannot look for the perfection of Christ in other people, because I will not find it. I might find little glimpses of it, but I cannot find it. So we have to make allowances, that everybody are who they are, that God created all of us–not just some of us–so I have to love all of the people. Not just some of the people. And loving is by learning.” (this one is my favourite)

“God loves all of the people–whether yellow, black, or white, whatever–and anything that divides that, like racism, is of man.”

“Man’s problem is that we think we are like God, which results in all of this interference.”

“Jewish people are leery of Christians because Christians have persecuted the Jews.” (they mentioned medieval times. Do I have any Jewish people following me? could you enlighten me?)

(they’re still talking but I need to have my Jesus time and such)

My Soul, My Heart, Pull Everything Apart - Jughead x Reader

Thank you for you lovely compliments!
This is a pretty long one; I got carried away, and it’s a little heavier than usual but I’m quite happy with how it turned out.
Hope you enjoy it!

You take a long sip of your drink, peeking over it at Jughead who’s busy typing away on his laptop. You try not to stare but you just can’t help it. You can never help it with him. Stray strands of his dark hair that escaped his beanie tumble over his forehead and you resist the urge to reach over and push it out of the way. You watch as his eyes move across the screen, tracking the words as they progress across the page, and you feel almost envious of it for having so much of his attention so frequently. Stifling your laughter at such a ridiculous thought, you lean back in your seat and pull out your phone, browsing the internet idly.

“What’re you working on today Juggie?”

His eyes flit from the screen to you, the corner of his lips tilting up.

“A piece for the Blue & Gold,” he mutters.

Keep reading

So imagine if instead of being notorious criminal overlords the FAHC were that one group of disgruntled office employees quietly sticking it to the man through petty theft, mild property damage and passive aggressive notes.

Geoff as the totally disenfranchised manager, who hates his cohort and higher ups more than any of his underlings could manage, constantly muttering insults about everyone under his breath and watching the clock tick the day away. He has somehow, very much unwillingly, managed to accidentally start collecting a little group of equally resentful coworkers to complain to and plan tiny little revolts with.  

Michael and Jeremy as workerbees under Geoff, who sit in neighbouring cubicles and spend most of their days complaining to each other about this nightmare office and coming up with excuses to call Gavin up to hang out with them. Together they play really petty little tricks on one of the managers who always screams at everyone, and when Geoff catches them at it one day they think they are done for. Jeremy sees his life flash before his eyes, Michael is halfway through fantasising about flipping some desks on his way out, but Geoff just makes a suggestion, tells them last week’s efforts were much more impressive, and goes about his way. From that point on he really can’t get rid of the two of them.

Gavin as IT’s wonderchild- there isn’t a piece of hardware he can’t coax into working or any kind of software he can’t navigate in his sleep. That’s really the only reason he hasn’t been fired a million times over, what with the way he ignores clothing standards (except for on  his inexplicable ‘Fancy Fridays’), rarely bothers with appropriately respectful deference, spends way too much of his time hanging out at Michael’s desk and keeps breaking into peoples accounts and leaving juvenile jokes and embarrassing viruses. But he’s just so damn good, and the fact that the terrifying head of IT has a huge soft spot for him doesn’t hurt.  

Ryan as the head of the IT department who almost everyone is legitimately scared of. Who likes the computers much more than the idiots who insists on breaking them, glowers at everyone who brings him their stupid problems and is way more built than any tech nerd has any right to be. Ryan makes the whole group amusingly nervous at first, he and Geoff have a whole infamous history complete with a public screaming match over an unrecoverable destroyed hard-drive after all, but Gavin drags him along to enough lunches for everyone to see he’s mostly just a very cranky marshmallow.

Jack who works in human resources and used to be so optimistic, legitimately trying to improve everyone’s experience before slowly getting crushed under the growing hatred for the business. Jack who knows exactly who is responsible for the near daily complaints their office receives about anonymous troublemakers but is just as exasperated with the management as everyone else so helps keep them all out of trouble.  

They take their lunches together, occasionally joined by Lindsay from administration and, strangely enough, two members of office security, Matt and Trevor. They make a pretty motley crew; half unnaturally peppy, half perpetually angry rainclouds, sharing each others misery and covertly planning their next big rebellion. Stealing stationary and packed lunches, spiking the punch at office parties, sabotaging the photocopier, posting embarrassing google histories, accidentally uncovering their bosses’ shady white collar dealings and making off with millions of dollars in stolen money. Wait, what?

anonymous asked:

But, like, why no one's talking about older Eren with longer hair becoming canon (or did i miss something?)

It’s not something I’ve talked about, but many of the people I follow have made mention of it. I believe a significant portion of the fandom is too busy swooning to be typing :) 

I’ve also seen some interesting meta about his longer hair–how he’s been critical of Jean and Mikasa’s long hair in the past and yet has now grown out his own.

It reminds me a bit of Levi removing his cravat after learning the titans he’d been slaughtering were once human. He temporarily started dressing down, looking more like a member of a boy band than the dignified and fashionable captain. His change in attire was likely a reflection of his general mental decline during that period. He was not only dealing with the truth about the titans, but the troubling reappearance of Kenny and the reminders of his dark past.

Similarly, I feel it’s likely Eren’s internal struggles are influencing his appearance.  

Gate-crashing ghost, aggressive
invisible visitor,
tactless gooseberry, spoiling
my tete-a-tete with myself,
blackmailing brute, behaving
as if the house were your own,
so viciously pursuing
your victim from room to room,
monotonously nagging,
ungenerous jabberer,
dirty devil, befouling
fair fancies, making the mind
a quagmire of disquiet,
weakening my will to work,
shadow without shape or sex,
excluding consolation,
blotting out Nature’s beauties,
grey mist between me and God,
pestilent problem that won’t
be put on the back-burner,
hard it is to endure you.

Routine is the one technique
I know of that enables
your host to ignore you now:
while typing business letters,
laying the table for one,
gobbling a thoughtless luncheon,
I briefly forget you’re there,
but am safe from your haunting
only when soundly asleep.

History counsels patience:
tyrants come, like plagues, but none
can rule the roost for ever.
Indeed, your totter is near,
your days numbered: to-morrow
Chester, my chum, will return.
Then you’ll be through: in no time
he’ll throw you out neck-and-crop.
We’ll merry-make your cadence
with music, feasting and fun.

“Loneliness” by Wystan Hugh Auden (21 February 1907 – 29 September 1973) 

a wild lulu appears!


final fantasy type-0 personality types:

№15. Rem Tokimiya (insp.)