good afternoon everyone, this is your daily reminder that you should do your research before adopting any kind of pet INCLUDING fish, small animals, and birds, and that if you feel you cannot afford or accomodate a proper enclosure for the pet, you should not get said pet
As you know I’m mutuals with some amazing artists. *motions to the mututals I don’t deserve because they are truly wonderful, honest-to-lord people*
And you know what really grinds my gears, reposting art. I see how hard my mutuals work on their art, how important their art is to them. Takes a lot to be an artist, practicing and honing skills. So it really stinks when folks repost it. And you may be thinking, “Gee Bean, but I found their art and I didn’t know! I just wanted to share the good stuff on my blog and get it out there” Well friend, that’s when I say–
Fuck off with that bullshit. You don’t know? In an era where googling and reverse image searches are literally built into our fingertips? You can’t tell me that your crusty, shady behind who likes a certain fandom hasn’t come across some fanart by the original artist ONCE.
Reposting art is STEALING because the artist will never see those notes and anyone who reblogs and gets all up in arms with reposted art will never know where it came from. Its lazy ass bullshit. And that whole “if you know the artist put the credit beloooow” no, again, lazy. You figure out the artist you take down their STOLEN artwork and you reblog it and apologize like a decent human being you were most likely raised to be.
Credit means shit if the source doesn’t go back to the artist. Ask for permission, reblog fucking art and stop being assholes when people call out the fact its art theft.
Hell fucking shit–
Well, thanks for listening, its been grand. Have a nice day (dickwads)
There has truly never been a time where I thought I’d lecture some in my own community, but we have a problem among us. I love scrolling through various deaf tags on Tumblr, it’s where I can actually find a large family of people, not just dogs, or TV shows, but lately, under these tags, I’ve seen a few posts of
“We need to protest hearies not using Closed Captions on their videos by not putting them on ours when we use [your specific] sign language.”
Do you guys realize that that does far more harm than good? You’re not only prohibiting hearies from our community, you’re prohibiting our very own community.
Do you know how many deafies are raised in hearing families?
How many were kept from their own culture?
How many weren’t allowed to learn sign language?
How many want to learn more about themselves, after all of these years?
How many want to find others like them?
How many hearies, as opposed to deafies, do you think actively search out for our videos?
Approximately 10% of d/Deah/HOH are born into deaf families.
We cannot exclude the other 90%. We cannot let someone feel like they don’t fit in on either side. It’s our job to end language deprivation. It’s our job to make our deprived feel loved and welcomed.
Darry loves when you’ll play with his hair. When you two are in front of the gang it’ll just be you lightly playing with the hairs at the back of his neck but when you two are alone or simply just in front of his brothers you’ll run your fingers through his hair and just move them gently. He’ll complain at first but it’s half hearted because it really does calm him down.
It was almost midnight on a Saturday Ponyboy and Sodapop had just gone off to bed but you and Darry were still sitting on the couch, to comfy to move. Your legs were over Darry’s lap and your body was pressed against his. His eyes were closed and his head was tilted back against the back of the couch but your eyes stayed open as you watched him. You moved your arm up slowly so you could begin running your fingers absently through your boyfriends hair. You saw the faint glimmer of a smile cross Darry’s lips as you did so and you watched his worries slowly relax off of him.
Sodapop: Sodapop loves when you drag him along to see ‘girly movies’. He’ll complain about the whole way to the theater but the second you’re watching it he gets almost more into it than you do.
You were sitting at the drive-in theater with Sodapop’s arm around you as you waited for the movie to start. They were doing a special showing of ‘Breakfast at Tiffany’s’ and you had been excited all week since you convinced Sodapop to take you. Now that you were there sitting and waiting he was sulking to himself.
“This is stupid. Can’t we just go back to my house and see what’s on? Or we could go to the regular theater in town. I think there was a movie there that you would like.”
You turn and give him a look. “Stop pouting and just enjoy the movie okay?”
Sodapop just sighed and put his arm around you. The movie soon started up and Sodapop was immediately captivated. He was so into the movie that he wouldn’t even turn his head away from the screen at your many attempts to kiss him. When the movie finally came to the end you couldn’t help but laugh as Soda looked over at you.
“Don’t you dare tell the others about this.”
“Yes, m’am.” You laughed causing him to nudge you playfully before leaning in to finally give you a kiss.
Ponyboy: Ponyboy loves when you take his sweatshirt. He’ll whine that now he’ll be cold now but he really doesn’t care. He just loves being able to look over at you with his hoodie on.
You were all sitting at the drive in seats. The movie was about halfway through and you couldn’t stop shivering. Your head was resting on Ponyboy’s shoulder and you looked up at him. “I’m cold.”
“You knew we were coming here. You should brought a jacket.” He said and you continued to stare at him so he sighed and sat up so he could take off his sweatshirt and give it to you. You put it on with a grin and leaned back into his arms.
“Jeez, Y/N, now I’m freezing.” he groaned and so you leaned up to kiss his cheek before turning back to the screen. Once you were looking away he looked down at you and smiled.
Two-Bit: Two-Bit loves when you’ll get him to dance with you. Sometimes you do it seriously and try to get him to slow dance, other times you’re just messing around to whatever comes on the radio but he loves using you as his excuse to get up and dance to his favorite songs.
Two-Bit and you were sitting on the back of his car, the radio could be heard faintly through the cars open windows. The two of you had been silent, holding hands and just drinking some beer when a song you recognized came on. You smiled softly and looked up at him before standing and tugging his hand.
“Dance with me.” You said.
“Come on, baby, I don’t dance.” He replied and didn’t budge.
“Please,” You begged gently with another small tug at his arm and he relented easily and stood. You pulled Two-Bit close to you and made him sway back and forth with you. He complied until the song started coming to an end and he began lifting you off the ground spinning you, causing you to erupt in a fit of laughter. After he put you down again you persuaded him to dance for a couple more songs.
Dally: Dally loves when you take his hand to hold. He never went to take it on his own as it would look more his style to have an arm around your shoulders but he did love when you would take his hand in your own. He loved the feeling and though he would never outright admit it you always knew by the way he would squeeze your hand lightly every once in a while or kiss your knuckles when the gang wasn’t looking.
Dally and you were trailing behind the rest of the group as you all walked down the sidewalk into town. He had just lit a cigarette and once one of his hands was free you carefully thread your fingers together and he squeezed your hand gently. Once you all had arrived at where you were going you moved to pull your hand away so his friends wouldn’t tease him but as you did his hold tightened and you couldn’t help but grin to yourself as you felt his them gently moving to stroke your hand. Two-Bit went to say something but with a glare from Dally he shut his mouth quickly. He didn’t let go of your hand once for the rest of the night.
Steve: Steve loves when you take care of him after a fight or a rumble. He does love to show off his injuries like they were trophies but while he would never admit it to you there was something nice about you fussing over him and making sure he wasn’t hurt to bad.
Steve was laying on the couch at the Curtis house as you gently held a cloth to his bleeding lip. You sighed in frustration however at the fact that he kept talking. “What are you doing that for, Y/N. Let it be I want people to see how tough I am.” He grinned and you just shook your head.
“Steve, don’t be so stubborn and let me help you. I hate it enough when you go out and fight the least you can do is let me make sure you’re all right after.” You frown.
“Alright fine,” he said begrudgingly. “But only for you, babe.”
You nod and press the cloth to his lip again and his eyes close. You place your free hand on his cheek to stroke it comfortingly and you can’t help bit feel happy as you see him lean into the touch.
Johnny: Johnny loves when you get all clingy on him. Whether it’s in private and you have his arms wrapped around his neck as you lay as close as possible or whether it’s in front of the gang sitting on his lap with your head resting on his shoulder Johnny lives for these moments.
You were asleep in your room when you heard someone come through the window. You weren’t to worried as you knew it was your boyfriend Johnny. You always left it open a crack for him. Johnny carefully crawled into bed beside you and immediately your arms wrap around his neck and your legs around his waist to hold him close. As he spoke you pressed a few gentle kisses to his jawline and down his neck.
“Hey, love..” he whispered softly and you just hugged him tighter. You felt his hand run gently up and down your back and soon you felt Johnny relaxing into your embrace.
I see a lot of people talking about how sad Tweek sounds during his and Craig’s big break-up, but don’t forget that Craig also takes it badly when they fight:
In ‘Put It Down’:
Obviously upset and sad, only cheers up when he finds a solution to helping Tweek with his problems.
Moping around his family, probably doing whatever the ten year old boy version is of ‘eating ice-cream while watching sad movies and listening to break-up music).
You know, Tweek was perfectly entitled in asking for Stripe #4 back, after Craig wanted his stuff returned, but I’m laughing because now I’m really fucking sad for Craig. Playing with their guinea pig was probably one of the few things making him happy during the fight, and then he lost Stripe as well. I’M GLAD THEY MADE UP, I CANNOT STAND THIS HEARTBREAK).
I hate this.
I hate how you still affect me even after all this time.
I really hate the way sometimes your memory still makes me laugh and smile.
I really hate the way a single word of yours can undo me so.
I hate how my entire strong-girl façade fades away when we start fighting,
And I hate too how you make me feel so empowerless and small,
But most of all,
I hate the fact that my hatred for you is growing and growing into a dangerous bloom, when I’m pretty sure I planted love.
seeing more pointless ship hate in my bakudeku / katsudeku tags just makes me want to draw them together even more. To keep writing fics about them and to go through my manga again and take their relationship apart even more.
Because when people say they hate each other my brain just goes “where does it say that?”
Izuku and Katsuki havenever stated that they hate the other in the manga - not even once.
Shoutout to the people who can respect other people’s ships because they’re just fictional characters.