please share the joke

So like, I want to hella shade right now but not at the same time–

I’ve been talking to a lot of people and just… there are apparently so many bad eggs that have a voice in this fandom? Like more than I thought there was surprisingly? And it’s not my job to sit here and preach on who to avoid because of what they currently do to people but can y’all like–

I want to hear some stories–just… things that made you love Undertale? I need to remember the positive side of this game’s influence again by hearing your experiences.

Something happened about “8 or 9” minutes ago…

A facken’ Earthquake here?! Everything’s facken’ swaying left to right, oh gosh i hope this won’t get any worse!!!
Before a facken’ Volcano erupted & now another earthquake?!

I STILL WANNA LIVE!! (even thou i really wanna die) BUT I STILL HAVE SO MANY THINGS TO LIVE FOR!!! *ahem* stop should stop this drama… hope no one gets hurt… there is still some after shocks right now but i dun give a Fack? Maybe? Lol!!! *dabs out* Was facken’ overreacting about this shi– didn’t i?  ̄ε  ̄

Jack and these anti jokes

He doesn’t realise it’s too soon for jokes… 5% of his community die every 4 seconds, that’s 821,000 people and counting, everytime he makes an anti joke.

92% of his community make theories of anti and the rest of his egos, that’s about 15 million!

Stop… triggering us…


With your help we can stop this! We can stop the antisepticeye hints and jokes!
Please. Share this to make people aware of this dire situation!

by the way please share this post because i’d really like some people to reconsider using communist symbols and labels, especially the hammer and sickle / soviet flag, because i have seen lots of things like this:

and there’s several posts here about not using imperial japan flag or nazi imagery because of the mass crimes these symbols are associated with, but none about the flag under which my country and my family, and many others, have suffered.

i know tumblr is very american-centered, and not many people here care about the history of countries that are not the united states or white western europe, but seeing the above imagery can really hurt some people.

if you are a young person who just decided that communism was synonymous with “perfect justice utopia”, please reconsider because it wasn’t exactly like that for people whose lives were actually directly/undirectly altered for the worse because of your “harmless intellectual ideology”. please ask yourself why you use symbols and flags under which literal ethnic cleansings and discriminatory crimes were commited, under which disabled people (or “invalids”, how we were called in my country) have suffered. the working class was outwardly praised but secretly starved to death. women were used behind false statements of equality.

you’re no better than a fascist if you think pretending to be one of the people that fucked up my country and family is “badass” or “edgy”. you’re no better than a fascist if you hope “communism will win”.

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Selfies to commemorate going to my first driving lesson~ no glasses this time, so my chipmunk cheeks are in full view >w< …but it’s been like a year since I last showed my face tho;; it feels like just yesterday I posted my first selfie here…! OvO

Oh boy, I will be going on the actual road (lol no parking lot or back alley practicing for me) and I shall do my best not to kill myself or my instructor (*•̀ᴗ•́*)و ̑̑ Wish me luck~ <3

anonymous asked:

Just me who think the joke that people make about Rocket Racoon asking for Bucky's arm is not funny at all? I never liked it when he does it in the Guardias movies, i mean, it's ableism.

I don’t find it funny either, it’s not even that i find it offensive, or that i’m like “you absolutely shouldn’t use that for humour”, I get that it’s just a joke, it’s just,,,,used so much I’m like. Over It. We get it, Rocket made a joke 3 years ago about needing a dudes arm, Bucky has a prosthetic arm, can we move on now lads, it’s time to get some new material. This joke has been done to absolute death i groan every time someone adds it to my posts about Bucky and Rocket meeting.

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all the jokes, extra gay. please share and support queer comedy :D love ya long time!

Exemption (4) - Negan Imagine

Chapter Summary: After making your decision, Negan takes you through the Sanctuary - giving you more insight about the base as well as Negan himself.

Pairing: Negan x Reader

Prompt: Negan finds out you’re immune to the virus that caused the outbreak

Word Count: 1.9k

Fandom: The Walking Dead

Warnings & A/N: i really ain’t shit for just leaving this on a cliffhanger for months - wow, sorry to anyone who was really interested in this story oml | OOC wives

Theme: Angst


Chapters:

Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three


          ↳ credit: mypapawinchester



Your thoughts were racing, overlapping one another as your mouth ran dry. How were you meant to respond? Would you give up who you were for the greater good - or continue fighting against Negan?

Keep reading

No tengo miedo de apostarte, perderte si me da pavor.

Simon and Luna are stepbrothers and just arrived from Mexico to Argentina, they inmediatly friend Nina, but the power trio of the school gets really interested in this new squad.  

Chapter 6 | 5 | 4 | 3 | 2 | 1 

-And she knew about all the autors I’ve read, can you believe it bro? -Gastón was telling enthusiastic to Matteo -Then I asked if she wanted to go to the movies tomorrow, she said yes, and recommended the same movie I was thinking, she is like my soul mate -Gastón said letting a hopeless sigh out 

-Hey, I thought I was your soulmate -Matteo said faking hurt, placing a hand in his chest 

-You are, but, a different kind, our love can’t be disturbed for anything or anyone -Gastón said placing an arm around his shoulders -But right now I want to go to find Nina, where do you think she is? 

-I don’t know bud, I don’t know her that well, maybe she is in the rink -Matteo said trying to guess 

Keep reading

So i just want to point out all the similarities between my boyfriend and Keith Kogane from voltron. Here goes:

-same hair like 90% of the time
-same personality mostly. Quiet loner type.
-THEY HAVE THE SAME NAME. Keith K (censoring last name for privacy)
-cats(my cats love him)
-both have a birthday in october

Like they are pretty much the same person except one is animated and one isnt…
My Keith could pull off an effortless cosplay (im so jealous).

I’ll reblog with a picture attached when i get home tonight. My mobile is giving me issues with pics.

Dear Church: On Society (read this)

Dear Church,

On nights like tonight, I am stuck on words.

They ring through my head and some fly by, but some I cannot explain or define.

Tonight, there are two. They have actually been in my head for a quite a few. 

tolerance. bigoted.

The two are tied so closely together. But their meanings have changed.

Tolerance used to mean getting along with people you disagree with.

If you could not value people despite the fact that their opinions differed from yours, you were intolerant or bigoted (which simply meant to be intolerant).

I could always value people more than their opinions because I truly believed that God created them with innate value and nothing they say or do could ever take that away. I still do.

Valuing people…what does that mean anymore? Now, it isn’t about who people are. It isn’t about the fact that they were created with innate value. That is not their identity anymore. Their identity is what they choose. 

What used to be cool facts about people have become all-consuming. I hear people’s conversations, and they ring in my head like the sound in the movies after a bomb goes off. Everything seems distorted and I wonder how I can still think, and what has survived the explosion.

After all, my “black friend” used to just be “my friend.” My “gay friend” used to just be “my friend.” I didn’t need to describe their color or their choices because that color and that choice didn’t use to define that man. I loved that man because Christ loves that man. That was all that mattered.

As for society, identities have gotten thicker and thicker and thicker, and skin has gotten thinner and thinner and thinner.

Society defines everything. Something that was deemed scientific fact is simply a social construct. Call it that for long enough and society may forget it was ever viewed another way. It’s desensitizing. If society deems it so, it is so, and so society can deem and un-deem as they please. And they have deemed tolerance to mean something that it never meant before. 

In this day in age, our society has defined tolerance as being in agreement with every ideal that others hold and valuing those ideals as if they hold the same validity as yours.

Why did I personalize it? Because now, society has deemed it true, so it must be true of you.

On nights like tonight, I wonder why. 

Why do people fear religion, fear Christians, fear administrations, fear the opinions of others while telling others to accept all opinions, all creeds, all leaders? 

Did they not mean to tell others to accept their opinions, their creeds, and their leaders? 

Was that not clear?

Do people fear religion, Christians, administrations, and others’ opinions because that paper-thin skin might get broken, and worst of all, the new social constructs might deconstruct and eternal truth might break through?

Would that not be absolutely shattering, since society defines truth?

Would it not be terrifying for people to meet God and have him shatter the image in the mirror that they believed was god

But isn’t that the conversion story for every Christian, no matter when their conversion took place? 

“I thought I was god, and then realized I wasn’t.”

Have logic and common sense left us, church? Or have we forgotten how to use them? Why do we stay silent about the truth for so long that we have to argue it when if we had simply spoken when addressed, we could have simply stated it? 

Society asked us what we thought and we said nothing. That spoke louder than everything. Now, when we speak out, it’s intolerant. And we have almost forgotten how to think.

Think with me for a second.

Under the new definition of tolerance, isn’t calling someone intolerant… intolerant? Isn’t calling someone bigoted…bigoted?

It seems that now, free speech is for some, but others must be silenced. So they might be parading their cause, and coming out of oppression, but if someone disagrees with their cause, they better silence that person!

Tick-tock.

The clock is ticking.

Better silence the noise quick.

They have to know.

Otherwise, there wouldn’t be such a rush.

They have to know that one word from someone else could break the barricade around their heart, or at the very least, weaken it.

They have to know that if they listened long enough, they might realize that someone else’s opinion may not only be valid…but true.

They might realize that God is not a social construct, and “He is not you.”

They might realize that people are not so perfect and infallible that no-one can disagree with them. People are not truth such that every disagreeing opinion is false. People’s disagreeing opinions might not only be valid…they might be right. 

How will they know if they shut you up? How will they know, church, if you shut up and give up? And how much do you have to hate society to give up on them?

Let’s redefine tolerance, together. Church, let’s step in. 

First, let’s break down tolerance by overwhelming it with love. Let’s build relationships with people. Within those relationships, let’s speak the truth in love. 

Let’s love like CRAZY. Let’s love our friends. Not our “black friends” or “gay friends” or “democratic friends” or “republican friends.” Let’s lose the adjectives, and stop the name-calling. If we don’t, how will they see something better? The only thing people need to know they are is “loved.”

Stop saying people will go to hell if they voted for that candidate. Stop saying people be blessed if they share that Facebook post or type “Amen.” Amen? Seriously. Stop telling people they’re in your thoughts, and start telling them they’re in your prayers! Society doesn’t define truth, but it does set trends. Let’s be trend-setters.

On nights like tonight, church, I wonder what will happen if we don’t!

I say out loud into the night, “Lord Jesus, help us.”

 And He says “I will, but help yourselves by doing what you know is right.”

Church, if we do not step into a broken society and meet them where they are, some of our greatest fears will come true.

When will we be bigots for mentioning our God instead of someone else’s? For believing in Him instead of some other god? For worshipping Him instead of what society worships? 

That’s my closing thought. Mull that over in your head. Count the cost. Decide what will make better change - a Republican-dominated government or a Christ-dominated society? 

Ask yourself that question, and live out your answer.

Love.

Love,

Me

“If you hold to my teaching, you are really my disciples. Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.”

- Jesus

[Please share this post, and God will bless you. that is a joke…but feel free to boldly share this.]

Do NOT share the “Sleeping” bat

There is a popular “Funny” picture or “meme” sometimes labeled “Close enough” or “Go home, Bat.  You’re drunk” or just “Drunk bat” or various other popular slogans.

Let me tell you some news that bat lovers should notice right away.   That poor bat, laying on the ground and clutching the twig-branch with his tiny feet… is dead.  He’s not resting.  He didn’t just fall and not care.  He’s not a deep sleeper.   He’s not lazy.   He’s dead. 

That, my friends, is an Australian Flying Fox.  The only primate bat in our world (Most are rodent).  They are large, benign mammals that feed upon ripe fruit and nothing else.   They are the closest thing the world actually has to flying monkeys.   They resemble winged puppies- hence the name flying fox.

A few years ago Australia suffered a terrible heat wave that had catastrophic results for the flying fox population.  Many, unable to find water, or some place cool to roost, died horribly.  Their own intestines cooking in the cruel and intense sunlight. 

That poor bat in the popular meme was one of these innocent victims.   Do you understand me?   That bat is dead.  He’s not just dead, he died a terrible and painful death.

So I ask anyone who reads this to please not share the popular joke meme.  He’s not merely asleep or fell because the branch was too weak and he doesn’t care.   He’s dead.   He died in a terrible way.   And he was innocent. 

Please, don’t share that “Funny Bat meme.”   That is all.