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... Werewolves?
More like werewolf-kin or whatever they call it.
Reading that post makes me want to shave, jeez.
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More like werewolf-kin or whatever they call it.
Reading that post makes me want to shave, jeez.
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In all my days I have literally never seen a woman with back hair.
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Even google fails me on that one. I don't think it's really a thing anymore, humans evolved way past girls needing it for some reason, though us guys still occasionally get it
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Since you brought it up here's one of my favorite tumblr chimp outs of all time:
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Our cockerel does this, but that's because he's a cunt.I would have thought it's more the calm, reasonable voice slowly but surely explaining the crime? I dunno though.
I see your crazy bird and raise you a crazy bird.
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''So what if it ia a charity?! Do You Know Who Else Gave To Charities??!! HITLER!!! This kid is hitler!!!''
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Jesus ever loving Christ, it's just a video game.
EDIT: Something totally unrelated, but this just in - most humans are heterosexual
https://kiwifarms.net/attachments/upload_2016-5-27_14-28-21-png.98692/?temp_hash=cdda06b0e14405013c3e000fd204679a
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Or, you know, you can just not let it get to you. Lots of gay people get to "connect" with straight characters due to suffering similar plights. heck you can interpret "straight" songs as being made for a gay couple.
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They have an insane history of e-begging. Might be thread-worthy. I remember them constantly needing money to move from abusers, getting raped at gunpoint, just a shitton of drama that there's no way all of it happened.
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Don't you know? Most people can't relate to a character unless he's just like them. Even if they can relate to his situation, if he's white and straight and male - unrelatable, period.
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Fucking wildebeests, from the sound of it.
... Werewolves?
I actually bought one of these awhile back. Smells like gunpowder, which is kinda cool, and gets a meal to someone who needs it. It's a fun little conversation piece for the lounge.
It hasn't raped anyone that I'm aware of, but I'll keep an eye on it, I guess.
This may be the most patient I've ever seen someone be with one of these harpies.
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Summary:
Reasonable person: "Hey Tumblr, you're creating a hostile environment for all DA fans by chimping out over stupid shit. Let's respect each other as equals and support diversity without gangbullying and harassing people."
Triggered Tumblrina: "OMG YOU ARE OPPRESSING POCS RIGHT NOW YOU SHITLORD, we are NOT equal. You better listen to my ten paragraphs of telling you why you suck and are ruining DA fandom with racism, bye Becky!"
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To be fair, all Bioware fandoms are cancerous. But I'll be damned if Dragon Age's hasn't gone fuckin' terminal at this point.
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I didn't think much of the "Cap was a Hydrant all allong" thing but some of these comic newfags and secondaries are really butthurt
Everyone has Jewish relatives now, all of whom are very young or very old.
On Nazi Rogers, and why comic books are for the old
For the first time in my life, I’m glad someone has died.
Earlier this year, my Jewish great-grandmother passed away, after decades of PTSD, death, war, famine and illness. One of the most inspiring forces in her life, however, was the bright-eyed look her children, her grandchildren, and her great-grandchildren would give her when they talked about the ‘really cool man in blue, he beats up nazis!’ That, as you can probably guess, was Steve Rogers.
in addition to discovering these relatives, some are threatening to burn their merch:
bunch more stuff on general capn tags like https://www.tumblr.com/tagged/steve-rogers and https://www.tumblr.com/tagged/captain-america
as well as ones specific to the drama like
https://www.tumblr.com/search/SayNoToHydraCap
Also the reason for the hydra twist is probably going to be mind control so everyone is gonna look really dumb in a few weeks/months and/or gloat their backlash made Marvel change the story
update 1: implying jews are white
Everyone has Jewish relatives now, all of whom are very young or very old.
On Nazi Rogers, and why comic books are for the old
For the first time in my life, I’m glad someone has died.
Earlier this year, my Jewish great-grandmother passed away, after decades of PTSD, death, war, famine and illness. One of the most inspiring forces in her life, however, was the bright-eyed look her children, her grandchildren, and her great-grandchildren would give her when they talked about the ‘really cool man in blue, he beats up nazis!’ That, as you can probably guess, was Steve Rogers.
As her children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren died before her, she would spend her days reading those comics, and it was that, we believe, which allowed her to retain higher brain function, considering as she was reading her third language (German, then Russian, then English, because she’s a badass.)
When I went over to see her once (she lived interstate, until moving closer for better treatment), we went to see Captain America. Not in the big, busy theatres, but a small family-run one. We sat there, and she smiled a smile I hadn’t seen in a long time.
As her language began to fail her, I’d read to her, in shitty German but it was reading nonetheless, and she’d laugh and cry as Cap would screw up and fix it and screw it up a little worse.
She’d get sick, get better, sick, better, sick.
She died, and was buried next to my namesake. My grandmother, her daughter. Their graves look over a lake.
Whenever I can, I go and tell her what’s been going on. This happened and that happened and they got together and they broke up and they died and they came back to life.
When I go next, I am going to tell her that Captain America is dead, that Steve Rogers is dead. Because he’s never coming back.
By making Steve Rogers a Neo-Nazi, I would have been faced with the terrible conversation between myself and her. I would have had to tell her, in slightly less broken German, ‘I’m sorry, Bubba, but you know Steve? He’s not what you think. Apparently, he’s a nazi. I’m sorry, I didn’t know. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
My great-grandmother, a woman who busted herself out of a concentration camp and made her way to Australia, a woman who raised a family when there was nothing but a few dollars and a hope for the world, a woman who watched everyone she loved die from a disease which now rests deep within my bones like it’s written in my DNA and still kept fighting, a woman who battled decades of PTSD and was afraid of thunderstorms because they sounded like getting shot at, a woman who found solace in the fact that someone wrote a character who fought like she did, would have been heartbroken. She might have cried, or screamed, or just closed in on herself.
She might have glitterbombed Marvel. I won’t know, because she’s dead.
And today, for the first time in my life, I’m glad someone in my family is dead. Not because I’m a monster, or because I don’t miss her (oh god my heart is aching right now and I’m shaking because she was right there in those pages and now they’re nazi), but because she would have died hopeless.
And that, dying without a sense of hope, dying without a light in your eyes, is a fate worse than death itself.
She died with a light in her eyes, my Bubba. She was smiling, maybe thinking of her family waiting for her, maybe thinking of the pretty damn good brownies we smuggled in the day before, maybe thinking of how damn good Chris Evans looks, who knows.
I will not let Marvel destroy something so sacred to my family. I will not let my great-grandmother’s dog-eared heirlooms rot because some fuckfaced higher up thought it would be a good idea to make Steve Rogers a nazi.
And if there’s anything I learnt from my great-grandmother, it’s to never go quietly.
When I went over to see her once (she lived interstate, until moving closer for better treatment), we went to see Captain America. Not in the big, busy theatres, but a small family-run one. We sat there, and she smiled a smile I hadn’t seen in a long time.
As her language began to fail her, I’d read to her, in shitty German but it was reading nonetheless, and she’d laugh and cry as Cap would screw up and fix it and screw it up a little worse.
She’d get sick, get better, sick, better, sick.
She died, and was buried next to my namesake. My grandmother, her daughter. Their graves look over a lake.
Whenever I can, I go and tell her what’s been going on. This happened and that happened and they got together and they broke up and they died and they came back to life.
When I go next, I am going to tell her that Captain America is dead, that Steve Rogers is dead. Because he’s never coming back.
By making Steve Rogers a Neo-Nazi, I would have been faced with the terrible conversation between myself and her. I would have had to tell her, in slightly less broken German, ‘I’m sorry, Bubba, but you know Steve? He’s not what you think. Apparently, he’s a nazi. I’m sorry, I didn’t know. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
My great-grandmother, a woman who busted herself out of a concentration camp and made her way to Australia, a woman who raised a family when there was nothing but a few dollars and a hope for the world, a woman who watched everyone she loved die from a disease which now rests deep within my bones like it’s written in my DNA and still kept fighting, a woman who battled decades of PTSD and was afraid of thunderstorms because they sounded like getting shot at, a woman who found solace in the fact that someone wrote a character who fought like she did, would have been heartbroken. She might have cried, or screamed, or just closed in on herself.
She might have glitterbombed Marvel. I won’t know, because she’s dead.
And today, for the first time in my life, I’m glad someone in my family is dead. Not because I’m a monster, or because I don’t miss her (oh god my heart is aching right now and I’m shaking because she was right there in those pages and now they’re nazi), but because she would have died hopeless.
And that, dying without a sense of hope, dying without a light in your eyes, is a fate worse than death itself.
She died with a light in her eyes, my Bubba. She was smiling, maybe thinking of her family waiting for her, maybe thinking of the pretty damn good brownies we smuggled in the day before, maybe thinking of how damn good Chris Evans looks, who knows.
I will not let Marvel destroy something so sacred to my family. I will not let my great-grandmother’s dog-eared heirlooms rot because some fuckfaced higher up thought it would be a good idea to make Steve Rogers a nazi.
And if there’s anything I learnt from my great-grandmother, it’s to never go quietly.
in addition to discovering these relatives, some are threatening to burn their merch:
bunch more stuff on general capn tags like https://www.tumblr.com/tagged/steve-rogers and https://www.tumblr.com/tagged/captain-america
as well as ones specific to the drama like
https://www.tumblr.com/search/SayNoToHydraCap
Also the reason for the hydra twist is probably going to be mind control so everyone is gonna look really dumb in a few weeks/months and/or gloat their backlash made Marvel change the story
update 1: implying jews are white
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I didn't think much of the "Cap was a Hydrant all allong" thing but some of these comic newfags and secondaries are really butthurt
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Everyone has Jewish relatives now, all of whom are very young or very old.
On Nazi Rogers, and why comic books are for the old
For the first time in my life, I’m glad someone has died.
Earlier this year, my Jewish great-grandmother passed away, after decades of PTSD, death, war, famine and illness. One of the most inspiring forces in her life, however, was the bright-eyed look her children, her grandchildren, and her great-grandchildren would give her when they talked about the ‘really cool man in blue, he beats up nazis!’ That, as you can probably guess, was Steve Rogers.
As her children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren died before her, she would spend her days reading those comics, and it was that, we believe, which allowed her to retain higher brain function, considering as she was reading her third language (German, then Russian, then English, because she’s a badass.)
When I went over to see her once (she lived interstate, until moving closer for better treatment), we went to see Captain America. Not in the big, busy theatres, but a small family-run one. We sat there, and she smiled a smile I hadn’t seen in a long time.
As her language began to fail her, I’d read to her, in shitty German but it was reading nonetheless, and she’d laugh and cry as Cap would screw up and fix it and screw it up a little worse.
She’d get sick, get better, sick, better, sick.
She died, and was buried next to my namesake. My grandmother, her daughter. Their graves look over a lake.
Whenever I can, I go and tell her what’s been going on. This happened and that happened and they got together and they broke up and they died and they came back to life.
When I go next, I am going to tell her that Captain America is dead, that Steve Rogers is dead. Because he’s never coming back.
By making Steve Rogers a Neo-Nazi, I would have been faced with the terrible conversation between myself and her. I would have had to tell her, in slightly less broken German, ‘I’m sorry, Bubba, but you know Steve? He’s not what you think. Apparently, he’s a nazi. I’m sorry, I didn’t know. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
My great-grandmother, a woman who busted herself out of a concentration camp and made her way to Australia, a woman who raised a family when there was nothing but a few dollars and a hope for the world, a woman who watched everyone she loved die from a disease which now rests deep within my bones like it’s written in my DNA and still kept fighting, a woman who battled decades of PTSD and was afraid of thunderstorms because they sounded like getting shot at, a woman who found solace in the fact that someone wrote a character who fought like she did, would have been heartbroken. She might have cried, or screamed, or just closed in on herself.
She might have glitterbombed Marvel. I won’t know, because she’s dead.
And today, for the first time in my life, I’m glad someone in my family is dead. Not because I’m a monster, or because I don’t miss her (oh god my heart is aching right now and I’m shaking because she was right there in those pages and now they’re nazi), but because she would have died hopeless.
And that, dying without a sense of hope, dying without a light in your eyes, is a fate worse than death itself.
She died with a light in her eyes, my Bubba. She was smiling, maybe thinking of her family waiting for her, maybe thinking of the pretty damn good brownies we smuggled in the day before, maybe thinking of how damn good Chris Evans looks, who knows.
I will not let Marvel destroy something so sacred to my family. I will not let my great-grandmother’s dog-eared heirlooms rot because some fuckfaced higher up thought it would be a good idea to make Steve Rogers a nazi.
And if there’s anything I learnt from my great-grandmother, it’s to never go quietly.
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in addition to discovering these relatives, some are threatening to burn their merch:
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bunch more stuff on general capn tags like https://www.tumblr.com/tagged/steve-rogers and https://www.tumblr.com/tagged/captain-america
as well as ones specific to the drama like
https://www.tumblr.com/search/SayNoToHydraCap
Also the reason for the hydra twist is probably going to be mind control so everyone is gonna look really dumb in a few weeks/months and/or gloat their backlash made Marvel change the story
Or just a simple infiltration. It's really hilarious when you see all the utter loathing SJW and most of tumblr have for Israel and Jews on an ordinary day.
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I ca nunderstand being attached to a character just to have the writers fuck it up to make it more interesting, but that isn't new. I'm disappointed too, but most likely about a year from now, cap will be normal again. They're just doing this to add drama and excitement.I didn't think much of the "Cap was a Hydrant all allong" thing but some of these comic newfags and secondaries are really butthurt
[MEDIA=tumblr]did=383843f2dcab1251e543b6dd2597856a8f25780c;id=144968295726;key=Y9s2uIS0aADPM6BtDxAYKQ;name=imperator-queeriosa[/MEDIA]
Everyone has Jewish relatives now, all of whom are very young or very old.
On Nazi Rogers, and why comic books are for the old
For the first time in my life, I’m glad someone has died.
Earlier this year, my Jewish great-grandmother passed away, after decades of PTSD, death, war, famine and illness. One of the most inspiring forces in her life, however, was the bright-eyed look her children, her grandchildren, and her great-grandchildren would give her when they talked about the ‘really cool man in blue, he beats up nazis!’ That, as you can probably guess, was Steve Rogers.
As her children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren died before her, she would spend her days reading those comics, and it was that, we believe, which allowed her to retain higher brain function, considering as she was reading her third language (German, then Russian, then English, because she’s a badass.)
When I went over to see her once (she lived interstate, until moving closer for better treatment), we went to see Captain America. Not in the big, busy theatres, but a small family-run one. We sat there, and she smiled a smile I hadn’t seen in a long time.
As her language began to fail her, I’d read to her, in shitty German but it was reading nonetheless, and she’d laugh and cry as Cap would screw up and fix it and screw it up a little worse.
She’d get sick, get better, sick, better, sick.
She died, and was buried next to my namesake. My grandmother, her daughter. Their graves look over a lake.
Whenever I can, I go and tell her what’s been going on. This happened and that happened and they got together and they broke up and they died and they came back to life.
When I go next, I am going to tell her that Captain America is dead, that Steve Rogers is dead. Because he’s never coming back.
By making Steve Rogers a Neo-Nazi, I would have been faced with the terrible conversation between myself and her. I would have had to tell her, in slightly less broken German, ‘I’m sorry, Bubba, but you know Steve? He’s not what you think. Apparently, he’s a nazi. I’m sorry, I didn’t know. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
My great-grandmother, a woman who busted herself out of a concentration camp and made her way to Australia, a woman who raised a family when there was nothing but a few dollars and a hope for the world, a woman who watched everyone she loved die from a disease which now rests deep within my bones like it’s written in my DNA and still kept fighting, a woman who battled decades of PTSD and was afraid of thunderstorms because they sounded like getting shot at, a woman who found solace in the fact that someone wrote a character who fought like she did, would have been heartbroken. She might have cried, or screamed, or just closed in on herself.
She might have glitterbombed Marvel. I won’t know, because she’s dead.
And today, for the first time in my life, I’m glad someone in my family is dead. Not because I’m a monster, or because I don’t miss her (oh god my heart is aching right now and I’m shaking because she was right there in those pages and now they’re nazi), but because she would have died hopeless.
And that, dying without a sense of hope, dying without a light in your eyes, is a fate worse than death itself.
She died with a light in her eyes, my Bubba. She was smiling, maybe thinking of her family waiting for her, maybe thinking of the pretty damn good brownies we smuggled in the day before, maybe thinking of how damn good Chris Evans looks, who knows.
I will not let Marvel destroy something so sacred to my family. I will not let my great-grandmother’s dog-eared heirlooms rot because some fuckfaced higher up thought it would be a good idea to make Steve Rogers a nazi.
And if there’s anything I learnt from my great-grandmother, it’s to never go quietly.
View attachment 98893
bunch more stuff on general capn tags like https://www.tumblr.com/tagged/steve-rogers and https://www.tumblr.com/tagged/captain-america
as well as ones specific to the drama like
https://www.tumblr.com/search/SayNoToHydraCap
I haven't been reading marvel in a while, so it would be helpful if someone could refresh my memory. Wasn't HYDRA just using the nazis for something more sinister?
Edit- Burning something you paid for isn't hurting anyone but you.
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Agent of Z.O.G.
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Isn't book-burning something NAZIS did?