The Incredibles 2
I’m as proud as the moose that is proud of his hair
White couples that adopt non-white kids
If you’re getting mad at someone for adopting a parentless child and bringing that child into a loving home because their skin color doesn’t match then you need to take a good hard look at your prioritys, evaluate your life, and ask yourself how you sunk this fucking low.
"sexuality is a choice"
"women wouldn’t get raped if they didn’t wear revealing clothes"
"there are only two genders"
"i’m not trying to be sexist/racist, but.."
"a/bi/pansexuality isn’t real"
"gay people shouldn’t have children"
"i don’t want to be friends with a gay person, they could hit on me"
"you can’t identify with the gender you want to be, only the one you were born with"
When you see fanart of your ships
Sometimes, clouds have two sides, a dark and light, and a silver lining in between. It’s like a silver sandwich. So when life seems hard, take a bite out of the silver sandwich!
people who think being respectful and kind is a weakness
Keroro sniffled as he packed his Gundams away. Giroro was right, these are stupid! They only distract him from his job and nothing more!
Keroro then laid down on the couch.
Giroro was also right about one other thing. He was a looser, a total waste of space, and always causing trouble for everyone around him. It’s no wonder why he was always bullied!
Keroro sniffled and wiped his eyes.
Why was everyone friends with him in the first place?
Keroro looked down at his enlarged belly and placed a hand on it. This baby deserves better…so much better than him.
"Maybe…when you’re born…I can have someone else take care of you…I should just..die."
The basement door then opened and Mois happily walked in.
"Uncle! I’m back from daddy’s! You can say, a lovely family reunion?"
Mois then noticed the depressed frog and crouched near him.
"Uncle what’s wrong?" She asked.
Keroro curled up and turned away from her.
"Nothin’. Just leave me alone." Keroro muttered.
Mois tilted her head and looked worried.
"But you’re sad! You shouldn’t be sad, you’re going to have a mini uncle soon." She said.
"So what? I’m such a pathetic waste of space that I shouldn’t keep it. I don’t want it to grow up like me." Keroro muttered.
The poor girl’s eyes widened. What was going on?!
"Uncle you’re not a waste of space, you’re like a valuable amount of space-"
"Don’t lie to me Mois!" Keroro shouted standing up.
Tears were quickly streaming down his face.
"I’m lazy, I’m a coward, I can’t even shut the hell up, and nobody can depend on me! Why you guys have me leader is beyond anyone! I should have been fired years ago, I shouldn’t even be alive!" Keroro shouted before falling to his knees, heavily sobbing.
"S-so don’t l-lie to me b-by saying that I’m not those things! Because it’s true!"
Mois didn’t even hesitate to hug him, despite Keroro struggling to get out of her grasp.
"Uncle..those things might be…kind of true…"
"I knew it! You hate me!"
"Wait, but that doesn’t mean that there are good things about you too."
"Don’t be silly Mois! There is nothing redeemable about me-"
Mois hugged Keroro tighter.
"There is! You’re enthusiastic, you can be kind sometimes, you’re very friendly, you are very optomisitc when things go wrong, and you can inspire a lot of people." Mois explained, rubbing Keroro’s back.
"B-but my faults-"
"Can show more than your good qualities. Some people are like that, that doesn’t mean they should die. Nobody should die."
Mois pulled back and smiled.
"You’re very important Uncle, and so many people would be devastated if you went away. Even Natsumi would be sad."
Keroro looked away.
"I don’t think she would." He grumbled.
"She would! She really cares about you Uncle, you can say many hidden feelings?"
Keroro looked down for a bit. People…would care? People care about him? Then why…
"Why did they abandon me so many times?" Keroro asked.
Mois smiled sadly.
"I guess our friendship ties need to be tighter, you can say double knots?"
Keroro thought on this for a while, the cold, bleak, and grey feeling was now starting to lift. He began to feel like himself again!
"Maybe you should talk to everyone and tell them how you feel." Mois advised.
Keroro sniffled and nodded.
"Yeah…yeah! We’re friends! We can always work through stuff like this!" He said, smiling a bit.
"So do you still feel bad about yourself?" She asked.
Keroro shook his head.
"No, I still realize I have flaws but those can always be worked on! I’m acctually a pretty good guy!"
Mois nodded and hugged him again.
"Please don’t say that you should die again okay? And if you still feel that way you can always talk to me, you can say a on hand therapy?"
"Sure thing Mois, thank you." He said.
He then hopped down.
"Say why don’t we talk to Giroro? I’m sure he’s feeling guilty about that fight he and I had."
"You two had a fight?"
Keroro pursed his lips.
"Yeah…he must feel pretty bad…"
Keroro then felt a sudden feeling of danger, he didn’t know why but he felt like something was horribly wrong. He then rushed to the door.
"We gotta hurry!"
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This is the best post made in the history of ever. I’m so serious.