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"You remember when, we were way back then. You held the world inside your hands..." ♪♫ Switchfoot ♫♪

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nicolascageholocaust:

We can only be friends if you’re kind of an asshole. Not full blown asshole because that’s no fun. And if you’re not an asshole at all then that won’t work either. A halfway asshole. Those are my kind of people.

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bangarz:

I just found the best Facebook page

theheartmaid:

the-majestic-karkat:

dragonsroar:

totemo-kawaii-ne:

tachibanya:

chirart:

the-soul-eater-alchemist:

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LITERALLY THE BIGGEST FUCK YOU BY THE WRITERS IN THE HISTORY OF SHIPPING.

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do you really want to go there

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THAT LAST ONE THO

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U WANNA FUCKIN GO

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EXCUSE YOU

WOW THAT LA ST ONE

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diaemyung:

Best Anime Swimming Scene Ever

JUST WATCHI THIS SHIT

A word about bronies.

kick-neckbeard-ass:

sugarsuites:

kick-neckbeard-ass:

saintcheshire:

So I just got back last night from a brony convention in San Francisco. I was working a booth for a vendor friend, and let me tell you what happened:

We met a little girl who was there with her family. She got a button drawn at our booth, told us all about her favorite ponies, and was overall just too damn cute. She had an MLP lanyard filled with pins she’d gotten in the vendor’s room, and gave me a Fluttershy pin because she liked my cosplay. She ended up just hanging out with us for a while and bein’ super cute. We call her Babby because she’s 11 and precious.

The next day, she runs up to the booth, terrified, and asks if she can please hide under our table for a few minutes. Turns out a dude had been following her around the con all day, and tried to get her to come up to his hotel room. Alone. She tells us she thought he was okay at first because he was wearing an MLP shirt, but she didn’t want to go anywhere with him, and he made her uneasy. At one point, after she’d refused, he grabbed her arm in the elevators and tried to get her to follow him. She ran, and now she wants somewhere to hide.

We tell her of course, hurry her behind our booth and fucking station ourselves around her because she’s eleven years old and all of us are prepared to physically attack the human trashheap who tries to fuck with her. We’re all dressed up in wings and ears and we’re 100000% prepared to rip them off and launch across that table to defend this kid. Eventually this very large dude strolls by, very obviously looking around, and she quietly points him out to us. At this point I’m ready to set him on fire, but when I ask if she needs me to go report him, she shakes her head. She doesn’t want to get in trouble, or make anyone mad.

We see him a few more times over the course of the day, because he keeps meandering over to our booth and just casually looking around. Eventually he actually stops to take a flier from our table and asks us a question, and we coldly send him on his way. We start sending a coworker with Babby whenever her parents aren’t around and she wants to go check out artist’s alley or the vendor’s hall. Because otherwise she’s not safe. She can’t run around and freely enjoy a convention about a show aimed at her, because instead of being surrounded by peers she’s somehow surrounded by men who pose a threat to her.

My point here: this is why I fucking hate “bronies.” Because grown-ass men are flooding into a space carved out for children—often little girls—and are making it unsafe for them.

I met a lot of non-awful people there, of course. I met a lot of parents and older siblings. A lot of adorable little boys who were happy to empathize with female characters, and a lot of little kids who wanted a picture with cosplays of their favorite pony. I met a lot of people who were cool and nice and just liked cartoons. I met a male Pinkie Pie cosplayer with a Fluttershy lady-friend who juggled and spun plates and was happy to entertain kids, and were generally just really cool people.

But I also met a lot of skeevy dudebros. A lot of guys in fedoras loudly discussing sexual shit in a room with children. Guys who drew/sold/displayed really fucking inappropriate “fanart,” including gross bodypillows that had no purpose in a little kids’ toy convention. I met a guy who gushed with absolute glee about the pleasure he derives from “corrupting innocence.” I met a lot of people who wanted to take something sweet and nice for children and make it about THEM. A lot of guys who wanted to make it about their dicks. People who made it UNSAFE for the intended audience to even be in attendance.

So yeah. If you call yourself a brony, I’m prolly not gonna trust you. Because I’ve seen y’all in action, and I am not impressed. Frankly I’m infuriated. This is like a bunch of gross neckbeards swarming Disneyland and shoving kids out of the way so they can grope Cinderella, and finding nothing wrong with it because they think they’re entitled to it.

My Little Pony is a really cute show with a lot of nice messages for kids, and gross brony shitweasels are trying to fucking take it from them by force. And I will fight them.

Also, this story has been corroborated by the 4chan news site for /mlp/ (barf) which found proof from the booth owner/Sac Anime rep that there was a little girl who took refuge at the booth that day: http://www.horse-news.net/2014/04/advice-for-babscon-delete-facebook-hit_22.html?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=twitter

Specific cap is here: http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-33DSepIPY_I/U1bt46nsXyI/AAAAAAAABbM/QuLagzNWrNA/s1600/1398204976062.jpg

I’ve seen a shitton of people signal boost the fuck out of one version of this post with someone saying that this entire post is made up, when it’s not. And that’s really depressing.

That’s exactly what they said last year, when Mjolkk talked about the harassment she witnessed at EFNW.

Bronies will literally lie about their fandom to make it look better. They will lie about anything. Do not trust anything they say without facts to back it up.

ok fuck now I’m confused

(Source: princess-nietzsche)

supermoclel:

fuckaclevername87:

supermoclel:

thatskrillmau5chick:

supermoclel:

a brony called me unattractive

that’s

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 right

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he

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me

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ugly

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because i have hair on my legs

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Self absorbed Bitch.

i’m a bitch because i can recognize that i’m not ugly, that i can laugh at someone calling me unattractive for reasons as petty as hair on my legs which EVERYONE grows?

She is most definitely not a Bitch, but yes, self absorbed I’d say from the copious amounts of selfies she takes. 

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HOW DO YOU STAND OMFG I WANT YOUR LEGS :ALSDKF:LASDKF YOU’RE SO ATTRACTIVE WHY

tamaraneanprincessofgallifrey:

purplehairedfraek:

amozon28:

m7angela:

fallenark:

‘what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger’

what if i cut off your left leg

would that make you stronger

would it

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this is a golden post

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death-the-pale-horseman:

jaackles:

tardis-mind-palace:

chainedtoacomet:

When Dean Winchester finally dies (for good, this time), Death takes a holiday. 
He spends a week going to every fair and carnival in the continental US.
He eats every deep fried concoction possible.
When his holiday comes to an end, he goes to Heaven and knocks on the pearly gates with the head of his cane. He asks to speak with Dean Winchester.
Dean is surprised to find Death there when the angels bring him forward. Death swore that their last meeting, when Death personally escorted Dean’s soul to Heaven, would be the final time they ever saw one another.
“I found it,” Death tells him. “The perfect pie. It was in Muncie, Indiana. Apple, with a flaky, golden crust. The ratio of cinnamon to sugar and its balance with the tart Granny Smith…. it was just perfect. Divine, even.”
Dean stares at Death, unsure of why he is telling him this, but then he looks down. In Death’s hand is a wrinkled, white paper bag. Inside the bag is a slice of the perfect pie.
Dean takes the bag, mystified.
“Thanks for the pickle chips that time,” Death says, then disappears into the void.

did you just give me Death/Dean bromance feels

#And Dean turns back and walks back into the gates#He treks up an inclined road until it flattens and curves around#When he reaches his heaven Dean raises a free hand above his head and yells #’SAM#CAS #LOOKIT! PIE!’ (x)
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death-the-pale-horseman:

jaackles:

tardis-mind-palace:

chainedtoacomet:

When Dean Winchester finally dies (for good, this time), Death takes a holiday. 

He spends a week going to every fair and carnival in the continental US.

He eats every deep fried concoction possible.

When his holiday comes to an end, he goes to Heaven and knocks on the pearly gates with the head of his cane. He asks to speak with Dean Winchester.

Dean is surprised to find Death there when the angels bring him forward. Death swore that their last meeting, when Death personally escorted Dean’s soul to Heaven, would be the final time they ever saw one another.

“I found it,” Death tells him. “The perfect pie. It was in Muncie, Indiana. Apple, with a flaky, golden crust. The ratio of cinnamon to sugar and its balance with the tart Granny Smith…. it was just perfect. Divine, even.”

Dean stares at Death, unsure of why he is telling him this, but then he looks down. In Death’s hand is a wrinkled, white paper bag. Inside the bag is a slice of the perfect pie.

Dean takes the bag, mystified.

“Thanks for the pickle chips that time,” Death says, then disappears into the void.

did you just give me Death/Dean bromance feels

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storytime-my-dears:

captainarlert:

rivai-regret-nothing:

yukine-kun:

the-lovely-night-owl:

I’M SO SORRY

IF YOU WERE REALLY SORRY YOU WOULDN’T HAVE POSTED THIS YOU ASSHOLE

THIS IS NOT AND NEVER WILL BE OKAY 

THAT LAST ONE REALLY WASNT OK

WHAT MOTIVATED YOU TO DO THIS

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easy-breezy-beautiful-fangirl:

bro-slimshady-strider:

faisdm:

scarecrowartist:

moonakatah:

guroboros:

moonakatah:

bro-slimshady-strider:

I demand they make an anime and base a character off of me right now

HOLD IT!

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WHATS THAT I HEAR? ANNOYING FEMALE SIDEKICK? REPORTING FOR DUTY SIR, AND READY TO DO…

…WHATEVER IT IS WE DO.

Did you really think you could make a series without including a villain? 

THINK AGAIN YOU PREPPY LOOKIN’ KIDS

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Time to go to work, beatrice! looks like troubles afoot!

YOU GUYS GOT ANY ROOM FOR A QUIRKY, HYPERACTIVE, COMIC RELIEF CYBORG ON YOUR LITTLE TEAM??

Couldn’t resist.

I actually really dig this cyborg character
And the villain is great too

There are times when I am annoyed with the Tumblr community. This is not one of those times.

A word about bronies.

ponyprincessesforjustice:

tenaflyviper:

jazykuun:

tenaflyviper:

saintcheshire:

So I just got back last night from a brony convention in San Francisco. I was working a booth for a vendor friend, and let me tell you what happened:

We met a little girl who was there…

(Source: princess-nietzsche)

flawfulbelle:

herhmione:

the thing i regret the most about getting a tumblr is that suddenly i’m staying up all night on this website instead of staying up all night reading a book

This is the most accurate thing I’ve ever read.

dekutree:

fencehopping:

Chameleon hatching

humans are fucking pathetic look at this little nigga come out of his egg on his own no crying no helpless “wah wah cut my umbilical cord” bullshit he come out and he already on the hunt for reptilian pussy no fear no games. and we’re the evolved species? smh