finally drew a kwami swap for marinette and adrien. i went with wonderfulworldofmoi’s idea for red-tipped cowlicks because i thought it was super cute! hope that’s ok u v u 

drivethrughosts asked:

Aargh so you post some great stuff about myths and history and all that but all the self absorbed photos of your stupid cat or long bad stories or selfies are just so goddamn narcissistic and is there a way to get the wheat without the chaff?

(cont’d) Wait that last one was meant to be anon but oh fuck it, I think this goddamn phone app made it public. But in general: you are good people and I don’t want you feeling bad but, damn, you are self obsessed.

Oh, fuck off. 

You might think that’s a harsh response, given the fact that you cushioned your criticism between compliments about the ‘great stuff’ I post and the fact that I’m ‘good people’. You might think that your unwarranted remarks are somehow justified because you veiled them with flattery. You know what? No. 

Here are a few little bullet points, because I am, quite frankly, not happy with the fact that you chose to message me with this. I only respond to about a quarter of the (thankfully few) rude, harassing or critical messages that I receive, because I don’t enjoy engaging with negativity, and it might seem weird that I chose to respond to this message in particular when I’ve deleted far ruder and far meaner, but there’s a reason for that which I’ll detail later. I’m not going to be writing a cute little poem or a short story for this one. It’s the kind of message that deserves a response.

  • firstly, to get the obvious out of the way, this is a personal blog. I post personal things on it. If you want the cool historical and mythological content but you want to avoid the ‘narcissistic’ selfies or the ‘self absorbed photos of my stupid cat’, then read a goddamn textbook. Follow a history blog. Heck, follow my mythology blog or check my tags if you’re particularly fond of my own content. I’m not expanding on this point any further because I know enough about my own character beyond the small window you get into my life from this blog, and I don’t feel the need to defend myself from someone who doesn’t actually know me, but yes. There is a simple way to ‘get the wheat without the chaff’, and that solution is to stop looking at my narcissistic selfies and the photos of my stupid cat.
  • the fact that you intended to post this question on anon but accidentally attached your blog to it proves that you are very aware that you should not be sending messages like this. If you write out a comment to someone and you realise that you’re not willing to attach your identity to it, you should question yourself. Why do you feel the need to write it? Why do you want your identity to remain anonymous? Is it because you’re aware that you wrote something cruel or uncalled for, and you’re worried that it’ll reflect badly on you? Because if so, then there is a far more simple solution than sending the comment on anon: you don’t send it. Any comment that you send on anon because you’re worried it will reflect badly on you is a comment that should not be sent, because it is a comment designed to upset or hurt. I’m glad that you accidentally sent it with your blog attached, and I have chosen not to censor your identity for this reason. If you’re going to send messages like this, then you can deal with how it reflects on you.
  • the reason I am responding to this message instead of all the other insulting ones I get is because you tried to damn it with faint praise. You tried to convey your criticism as though you were offering constructive criticism as to how I could improve my blog, or my character, or my image. You ignored the fact that I didn’t ask for advice as to how to improve any of this. You ignored the fact that I am using my own personal blog to post the things that I want to post, as I’m entitled to do, and decided that your own personal opinion about how I run my blog is more important than mine. You decided that you had the right and authority to demand that your likes and dislikes, your personal preferences and biases, should dictate how other people behave, even when their behaviour does not directly affect or hurt you. I would argue that this is a far more self-absorbed and narcissistic characteristic than posting a few selfies or photos of my cat. 
  • this is why I think I’m justified in telling you to fuck off. I don’t accept your compliments. I don’t accept your flattery. I did not ask for or solicit your comments about my character. I do not want them. If I ever decide that I’m unhappy with the content I produce or the posts I make, or I get worried that my blog is becoming an echo chamber of selfies with no attempt to engage anyone else, and I decide that this is a bad thing and not the direction I want to go in, then I will ask for help and advice, and I will welcome comments like yours. Until that time, I do not welcome them, and I have no time for anyone who thinks that their own opinions are always and inexorably more important than the happiness and sense of self of someone who is not hurting them in any way by simply not acting in the way that you would like them to act.

Just for you, here is another picture of my stupid cat. He’s looking at you in the same way that I am.