My new drawing is finally done. Let me know what you’re thinking looking at this.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
For a 14yr old girl, I think I achieved a lot. I got out of an abusive situation, I kept my head held high in light of what happened to me, I demanded respect from a man who was rude to me and I got it, my movie helped Disney become what it is today, I helped people during the Great Depression and I even got my own Hollywood star! It may not seem like much but I think I did some pretty cool things. I wonder what the fandom thinks of me and what I have done.
*Logs on to Tumblr*
OMG, Snow White is so useless! She doesn't do anything! She is just there for looks. And all she does is wait for a man to save her.
You have people come into your life shockingly and surprisingly. You have losses that you never thought you’d experience. You have rejection and you have learn how to deal with that and how to get up the next day and go on with it .
Don’t look at me as if you can’t tell what you’ve done. You haven’t just burnt down the bridge; You’ve caused a wildfire that’s unpredictable, something that has touched not just one bridge, but the whole town. You have stranded the very person that you once called your home, and there’s no amount of “I’m sorry”’s or “I’ll fix it”’s will repair what you’ve destroyed.
*Resumes reading fanfiction, looking for new bands to listen to, watching British youtubers, trying to prove why OTP is canon, scrolling through dash, subscriptions and instagram feed, reading, watching anime, eating excessively, being jealous of Benedict Cumberbatch's fiancee, finding Waldo and saving the world from a zombie apocalypse*
My sister,Gubnicub has been playing a lot of Drammatical Murder lately. so of course it only makes sense that I take a look for myself. Tumblr has already shown me what i was getting in to so i wasn’t exactly expecting anything too surprising. After around 2 hours of playing i have come to a realization. The perfect ship. There is clearly no stronger loving bond than that of Aoba x Bojin-Kun.
So to my sisters great displeasure,
[5:06:13 PM] Gubnicub: WHY IS THIS WHAT YOU CHOOSE TO DO WITH YOUR TIME
I present to you a peek into what could have been the greatest route of them all. I’ll be honest, i’m mildly disappointed that I haven’t seen anyone else try and make this ship. I couldn’t find anything at all, so I had to take it in to my own hands! You’re welcome Drammatical Murder.
Yes, I did make a post about this and I do agree with the SU fandom that the show’s representation is a very good element, and that the show should be respected for that. Having said that, though, representation is not a one-way thing. People can draw whatever they want. While I can see why you would raise an eyebrow at an artist deliberately drawing a fat character skinny, I need to ask, is there any need to point fingers, scream “fatphobia” and proceed to rip that artist apart? That, to me, sounds like a major overreaction to what is, in the grand scheme of things, something quite petty.
She didn’t draw Rose waving a Confederate flag, wearing a t-shirt that said “I hate niggers” and in the process of stomping on the head of a crying puppy. Her art isn’t promoting hate speech. Her art simply takes a character that everyone knows, and presents her in a different appearance, which, last I checked, was to be expected with fan art.
By the way, for anyone wondering, here’s how she drew Rose:
That’s right. Not even her full body is visible. What’s more, the other two characters in the drawing appear to be completely faithful to their designs from the show. Steven and beard guy I don’t know the name of and don’t really care about because it’s not even relevant to this post, look like themselves. The only thing supposedly wrong here is that Rose’s arm is thin. Tumblr, forgive me for jumping to conclusions, but when I heard that this girl was harassed to the point of attempting suicide for her artwork, I expected something a little more disgusting than this. For fuck’s sakes, cut me a break.
The strangest thing is, I’ve been looking through the girl’s work and the above example seems to be completely isolated. Look at this:
This is another drawing by her, and a fantastic example because it literally has the shot she used as a reference. Look at how accurate this is. You have four characters, all with completely unique body types, all drawn faithfully and accurately, with respect shown to their original designs. Does this look like the work of a fatphobic, ableist heathen to you? If it does, you are officially looking for shit to complain about.
Some more examples:
Also, I’ll address the fact that I defended the artist because I don’t think her work is hate speech, though in my research I have come across accounts of this artist allegedly posting work that presented somewhat stereotypical representations of ethnic minorities. But do you know what else I’ve come across? The fact that said pictures have since been removed by the artist, who later apologized for offending people. I get that an apology doesn’t undo anything, but surely it’s good enough? Especially considering that all she did was unintentionally draw a picture that people felt was flawed. She didn’t set out to offend anyone, or go out of her way to be an asshole, she just made a little mistake that she apologized for. You’re seriously telling me that she deserves what she got, for this?!
I am, frankly, disappointed and disgusted that this shit is happening. We live in a world where a young woman can be harassed and abused, subjected to hate speech and anger and bullying, simply because she drew a character she likes, in a way that some stranger online didn’t agree with. People need to get out of the habit of looking for hatred and negativity where it doesn’t exist. This kind of bullshit is why tumblr has the reputation that it does, because this community never considers the sentiment that if you don’t like something that a stranger said on the Internet, keep fucking scrolling and move on. Life is too short to stop and scream at every single problematic thing you see, let alone things that aren’t even problematic.
Stop being so quick to anger. Stop being so quick to scream and yell and throw a little tantrum. Stop being so quick to bully a fucking person, and say that it’s in the name of justice, or that you’re somehow stopping oppression by doing it. No one is stopping anything by bullying a human being over a drawing she did. All you’re doing is being an asshole. Leave the girl alone and move on. Drawing a fat character with a skinny arm is not “fatphobia”. Stop acting like children.
To the Steven Universe fandom, I am disappointed in the select few of you who took part in this. You should be ashamed of yourselves, and I really hope you’re happy now that this human being has been hospitalized. To the tumblr community, I am disappointed in those of you who think that this sort of “fight hate with more hate even if there isn’t any hate in the first place” mentality is okay. And finally, to zamii herself, I’m sorry that you had to go through this ordeal over your art. If it means anything, I had the opportunity to look at some of your work while I was researching for this post, and I really enjoyed looking at your art. Again, I’m not a Steven Universe fan personally, but I am a fan of good art, and your art is definitely good. I’m sorry you’re paying so dearly for a few little missteps; all artists make mistakes, and it’s unfortunate that you’re suffering for yours. Please be strong though! I wish you the best of luck moving on from this whole ordeal. Don’t let a few self-righteous assholes on the Internet discourage you from doing what you love doing, okay?
I don’t think of you much anymore but know that I loved you for who you were. Nothing about that ever changed, not even when you went away for months, not even when you wouldn’t speak to me, I always loved you. Always.
And I know you tried to make me love you less, I know you tried to make it hurt less but it never worked because every single time you came back, barely opening the door again, just to get the slightest glimpse of what my absence looked like, I was always there, no matter what had happened and how long it had been since I’d last seen you. You never knew what absence looked like- you never did.
You aren’t what you were before.
And neither am I.
When our shoulders brush against each other in that crowded room- you refuse to look.
You still find it hard to take responsibility for what you made of me.
But it’s different now.
I don’t need your apologies. I gave those to myself a long time ago. I gave myself the freedom to stop waiting for you to recognize what you had done.
I’m better now.
I stopped smoking cigarettes and it’s been three years since the last time I tried to kill myself.
I’m making progress.
I’m not afraid of looking at you anymore. Your name has stopped sounding like nails against chalkboard. You don’t look like the emptiness I carry anymore.
Maybe you should stop being afraid too.
Whatever you became- good or bad, you could have never became with me.
All this to say that bad moments usually happen before the good ones.
The worst of times is over.
I’ve already forgiven you.
I’ve forgiven me too.