#Humor Responsable

[ahoranoticiasuruguay]

Franco Escamilla se mamo. El problema de la masculinidad toxica.

Franco Escamilla y el humor que perpetúa estereotipos de género y cuerpo. Franco Escamilla es un comediante mexicano, conocido por su humor ácido y directo. Ha ganado popularidad a través de sus presentaciones de stand-up y contenido en redes sociales, abordando temas cotidianos y controversiales. Su estilo ha sido objeto de críticas por perpetuar estereotipos de género y masculinidad tóxica,…

[francesderwent]

thinking about snarky cultural/theological commentary and. the thing about snark is this: it’s easy, and it’s instant gratification. it’s easy because you’re playing to a likeminded audience. you get the way they think, you know the sort of things they find ridiculous, and so you know what’s going to play well with them. it’s not that hard to come up with a zinger that’s going to earn you applause from your own side. it’s also pretty easy to make another human being who’s not on your side look stupid, because we’re stupid creatures and we all have plenty of exploitable weak spots. it’s preaching to the choir, and it’s preaching meanly to the choir. and then, your snark bears all its fruit right away. you get the glowing feeling of having scored points against the enemy while being patted on the back by your friends for being so brave. if you succeeded in being snarky, you get the rewards of snark that very instant.

on the other hand, seeking to share the truth you possess in a mode in which it could actually be received—that is, says St Thomas, according to the mode of the recipient—that’s hard, and it’s so far from being instantly gratifying that you may never see the fruits of it in this life. not only are you not thinking about your likeminded audience, you’re not even going to trot out the truth simply in the way you understand it and call it your best effort. rather, you have to try to get inside your interlocutor’s frame of mind and understand how the truth you know is going to fulfill their own priorities and longings. you have to understand them so well that you see the truth of their position, even if that truth is buried very very deep, and then see how that truth connects them to the truth you see. you have to be insightful, and compassionate, and so, so patient. you don’t get to score any points, with anybody. your interlocutor might still get annoyed with you and turn around and make you look stupid. but you can’t just say “I’m going to speak the truth and I don’t care who hears and how they take it”—you have to care how they take it, because the truth is relational, it’s given and received, not just spouted into a void. and frankly you have to care how they take it because you have to care about their salvation.

don’t get me wrong, there are times in every person’s life when they will be called to stand up and be counted, to put fumbling words to what they hold most dear even if they can’t make everyone understand. but I don’t know that it’s a virtue to be always focused on being seen saying the truth, with no consideration given to who hears you and what they’ll hear in it—and it’s certainly not a virtue to be always focused on being seen saying the truth in a mean and funny way. “instruct the ignorant” is a spiritual work of mercy. but instruct the ignorant does not mean “instruct the ignorant while making the knowledgeable laugh and/or high five.”

[the-greatest-8]

Y'know what would be funny? If a Codywan fic made Obi-wan and Cody's relationship so fucking obvious even Anakin picked up on it, AND THAT'S NOT ALL.

It makes Anakin actually t a l k to Obi-wan about the Councils feelings in relationships, as truly, I fully believe the 'No attachments' rule is a bit more complex then that.

And this just, it just fucks Palps plans, because now Anakin is actually coming to his former Master about shit and learning. Maybe he doesn't end up killing to tuskens? (I dunno how you could justify/talk it away(you can't, it was murder of the highest caliber))

It's just- Anakin sees his Master, whom he thought was just a massive stick in the mud, being an absolute obvious idiot with his Commander- and it makes a few of his unused braincells start rubbing together again.

Obi-wan is glad his former padawan is reaching out to him again. Cody is happy Obi-wan is happy- now if only he could get Anakin to stop being a shithead. Anakin is confused, but getting there. And Palps is cursing his fucking face off as two dudes really liking each other's faces are fucking all his plans up.

Order 66 doesn't happen, because some magic bullshit I can't think up right now. Maybe Obi-wan kissed Cody so well it broke the chip in his brain and he had to go to medical where they learned about it(the chips).

I just, think it would be really fucking funny okay? Let me have this.

[deceit-and-knowledge]

ooc: some comic studio sillies (canon btw to the au)

The duality of pure vanilla

also (this weirdo has shown up before looking all oddly familiar)

[allthemidnightmemories]

ok this story from sarah bock is actually so sweet 😭 like adam scott really went and activated into full dad mode on set

[baby-xemnas]

law 🤝 luffy

being okay and not even questioning their first mates' insane level of devotion. (normal people are concerned)

Bepo: is a violent yandere, also has no personal desires outside of serving him

Law: sure (bepo is so cute while he is being crazy jealous 😑♥️)

Zoro with his guts spilling out everywhere: MY DREAM AND LIFE GOAL IS NOW ABOUT YOU, I WILL ACHIEVE IT TO SERVE YOU. /throws up blood/

Luffy: hehe hoho 😁😆😃

[togetherness23]

“edward is a boring character” that’s your loss bc i think he’s the most intriguing character ever

[greenleaf4stuff]

TROP x social media text posts

(screenshots via cap-that.com) (my other trop memes)

[nando161mando]

[stop-breaking-my-heart-telltale]

What can I say? They're my favorite.

[whatshouldwecallchronicillness]

When I don't know what to do with actually having energy on a good day...

[trendlory]

Me, when I have responsibilities 🤣🤣🦆

[deceit-and-knowledge]

Ooc: The conversation~~~~

Ft this (feel free to pry into their brains on @deceit-and-doubt or @truth-and-compassion )

(also sorry bird anon you have to third wheel lmao feel free to bully smilk about it)

shadow milk opened the door after taking a deep breath, entering into pure vanilla's bedroom.

Walking in his chest full of anxiety, not letting himself show it on his face but his weak body was definitely crumbling beneath it.

"...hey.."

he spoke softly.. clearly upset and bothered by the potential of a fight.

"hello.." pure vanilla responded, his voice tense, he looked towards shadow milk, standing up from his plush bed, the once usually warm room felt cold and like you could cut the air with a knife.

The weather outside matching the air within the room, stormy and cold like an explosion of thunder or rain had been brewing. He looked at him with a concerned expression but not his usual calm soft concern this one was more of "I am on the brink of having a panic attack"..

"bluebird.. please.. you know why I want to talk." Pure vanilla chokes out, his worry clearly made him ill. He's clenching his stomach which can only be filled with a dark pit of concern.

A sickening dark pit.

"...i.. do.." shadow milk answers, looking away at the ground next to him, his face blushed from the shame and guilt he feels. "Then tell me, what's going on.. please.." pure vanilla pleads. Shadow milk jolts in sudden anger. "WHY SHOULD I TELL YOU! YOU'LL JUST GET MAD AT ME!" he screams.

"because I love you.. I am not going to get angry I merely want answers.." pure vanilla assures, gently reaching up to caress shadow milk's cheek. His eyes leer at him, his main with disdain and anger but the ones within the void of his hair look in worry and sadness, embarassment even.

"Fine.. but I don't know how to word it.. I'm going to trust you with something I never trust anyone with.. if you truly love me, any secret you gather from this should never be brought up again!.." he states a command as he hands over a pile of books from a portal. All diaries. "These are all my diaries from before you arrived at the spire til now. Approximately 3 150 paged ones." He pouts. "Read them.. they have all my dumb secrets and weird emotions.. connect the dots between them and you'll figure out what bothers me. Also why I keep this from you..." Shadow milk admits.

So pure vanilla sits down, picking up diary after diary, turning page after page, word after word, he reads. Every line is dripping with emotion and feeling, hurt, love, happiness, fear, sadness, heartbreak, anger. Thoughts of betrayal, admittance of shyness, as if you looked into him and unraveled him. Every word explained everything. New information pure vanilla didn't know prior about this cookie he loved so.

It ended up being 5 diaries. Some with pages torn out.

"do you.. understand.." shadow milk asked softly, sounding like he's about to cry, he looked humiliated as he watched pure vanilla read his secrets. "I do.. thank you.. I'm sorry you've been so afraid for this long.. I couldn't be that comfort you truly needed.." pure vanilla apologises. "...why are YOU sorry.. I fucked up.. I'm so scared to be alone.." shadow milk cries.

"and you don't have to be.. I'll never leave you.." pure vanilla exclaims, bringing the jester into a hug.

"everything will be alright, blueberry.." he says softly. He feels the clown begin jitter and twitch as he cries into his shoulder. He rubs his hand down his back, up and down, patting it on occasion as he soothes him with a hum.

Soon cradling him in his arms like a child, sat on the bed, the two together. "You mean everything to me, shadow milk cookie.. I adore you and everything you are, I'm so sorry you fear loneliness so much, I know that feeling.. it's crushing. I know I'll never understand how it feels to watch the children you adored grow up and know they'll one day leave you but unfortunately that's life.. just know you improved their lives more than any cookie could ever improve it, you gave them a home and love.. they'll forever be indebted to you, even if they spread their wings and leave the nest.." pure vanilla gently explains. "I know you deny it, but they're your children.. you see yourself as their parent.. I hope you know they'll forever see you as their dad.. "

"and please.. be reminded, there's no need to be so insecure around me.. I love you with all my heart, you shouldn't fear expressing your emotions to me, I understand my statement is rather hypocritical but we're both trying and learning, but we should be learning together not alone.. some tasks can't be done alone." He explains.

"So please.. let's be in this together.. we share a soul, we should be able to understand each other and not hide away.. there's no reason to be afraid anymore...I'm your boyfriend..." He reassures, gently stroking the back of shadow milk's head.

"...so.. you love me..?" Shadow milk asks, seemingly in denial. "Alot, yes.." pure vanilla replies, his voice quiet and sweet.

"...how much exactly..numbers..?" Shadow milk responds, he sounds tired, insecure. "I'm not sure I can even count to it..haha.. it's a rather large number, I'm not sure if it's an existing number.. I might have to make up an entirely new set of numbers.." pure vanilla chuckles. He takes shadow milk off his shoulder, holding him up on his lap. Looking him in the eyes he speaks with love laced words. "I love you bluebird.. I'm sorry for everything you're going through.. especially that scare.. I'm not sure why I even remotely belived it... But.. what if we were to say....start a family..?" Pure vanilla asks.

Shadow milk stares in silence. "Would you want to? I'm fine without, I have custard cookie the third.." pure vanilla asks, he sounds fine and happy as if this isn't bothering him, though that's merely shadow milk's own thoughts plaguing him.

"... I'm... not sure.. that d..doesn't bother you, does it?.." he asks, in a stammer. "Obviously not.. we have eternity ahead of us, besides.. we haven't even discussed the potential of marriage.. though I'm getting ahead of ourselves, I'm just so love struck with you.. you little heart stealer you~" pure vanilla teases, pinching shadow milk's cheek extremely gently.

He then kisses shadow milk's lips with gentle care. Feeling the usually cold cookie flush up in bashful heat. Soon removing himself from him shadow milk floats off and above pure vanilla, still near and in front of him. He wipes his mouth which pure vanilla laughs at. "Still not used to kisses are you?" The king questions, look towards his precious jester. "Absolutely not." He hisses in response.

The touch starved yet touch hating cat looks at pure vanilla, leering at him with his heterochromatic blue eyes.

"though I have a question for you before you leave which I know you're going to.. why did you make lingerie?" Pure vanilla asks, with the head tilt of a confused puppy.

"...W..what!?.." shadow milk stutters. "Why do you?" Pure vanilla asks with a smirk. "To know I even OWN that you would've gone into my room and snooped around, you little gnat!" Shadow milk yells, clearly embarrassed. "Why did you make that? Quit avoiding the question~" pure vanilla's asks again in some dumb flirting attempt. The jester's eyes go wide as he squeals. "QUIT AVO- UGH. WHY ELSE WOULD I MAKE THAT! WHY WOULD ONE PURCHASE LINGERIE!?"

"why would you make it?" Pure vanilla states again with a shit eating grin, his face blushed, clearly thinking about it. "UGH TO TURN YOU ON.." shadow milk shouts. "Oh~ well now.. h-" "NO." shadow milk blurts out. "Y-You're being.. WAAAY TOO FLIRTY!" he shrieks before storming out in a fluster. Pure vanilla laughs knowing he'll be back later with vengeance.

He lays down, feeling relaxed now such a weight is off his chest, he caresses the diary pile next to him, taking one and hugging it onto his chest.

"I'm so glad this is over.." he sighs.

[wolfsong-the-bloody-beast]

Another post made to pander to me specifically. I love them, okay? This scene is so sweet. Just them being cosy and silly together, safe from the horrors, even if for one night. For now, anyway. There'll definitely be more cosy and silly time after they cancel the apocalypse.

[theriddleskeeponriddling]

Your scarecrow is so tasty and flavourful, tysm

Man watches in horror as his art is devoured

[aninonimosstuff-blog]

She is not me I REPEAT SHE IS NOT ME!!! DON'T TRUST ANYTHING SHE SAYS!!