start some good

“being able to separate a fictional ship from real relationships” fuck u beverly some of us internalized, at an early age, those shitty values presented on screen as acceptable and desirable, and opened up the door for future abuse later in life. because we saw this behavior as acceptable and as #goals, we allowed it to happen to us. I got hurt because I saw a dozen nos get turned into a yes by a man. I let a man use me and hurt me because I thought he knew better and he knew what I wanted and I would tell him I love him and get back “I know.”

it doesn’t matter if it was a fictional relationship. it happened to me. that kind of behavior, I saw it on screen and thought it was okay in real life.

if you are so fucking insistent on watching abuse happen on screen, we need to see CONSEQUENCES. We need to see the perpetrator get punished and we need to see the victim heal. we need to see toxic relationships end and both parties move on. relationship violence and toxicity shouldn’t be glamorized on screen or relied upon for plot or shock value. it’s time for that shit to get the fuck out of here.

anonymous asked:

so are you ever going to bring back the idea of making a YT channel? i think it'd be pretty cool if you did

The idea never left, haha! I really love a lot of Youtube stuff and it’s always seemed like a a fun thing to try out– mostly it’d be a matter of what kind of content people would want?

I know speedpaints would likely be the main things if I did get round to making a channel, plus maybe stuff like my vlog-video-thing from the last time I went to London ComicCon ‘cause that was super fun to make!– but suggestions would be hella appreciated from anybody else who might be interested if I made a channel :D

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kookmin during christmas and new year’s~~❄️🎄❄️🎄❄️🎄

PLEASE DO NOT REPOST ANYWHERE!!!
[my original tweets]

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I.M IN BEAUTIFUL (ACOUSTIC VER.) M COUNTDOWN STAGE (170511).

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3rd year koganegawa & some fellow 3rd year!first years

(worry not… the adidas hair will make a comeback…)

Some Klangst maybe?

Loved @dimpleforyourthoughts fic ‘Never saw you coming’ and the angst was killer! (don’t worry there’s plenty of fluff as well, which I plan on doing next)

Read it right to left I guess, since Keith’s panel doesn’t make sense the other way (lol im dumb)

Also say hello to my inconsistent art style! (grumbles for 53 years)

when you accidentally write a tragedy instead of a sin

BACK AT IT AGAIN with some WITCH TWINS HELL YEA it’s POST-SPN SCOUTTHOUGHTS!!

  • [high-pitched whining noises about worried dean]
  • oh my GOD I ADORE THE TWINS
  • DEEEEAAAANNNN 
  • WHO is going to get to use that DAMN GRENADE LAUNCHER 
  • DEAN FISTING THE WINE GLASS LMAO
  • “we’re gonna have some….guy time” he is a BLATANT DEAN PARALLEL HOOOOO
  • oh no. :C
  • ooooOOO SHIT MARY KICK HIS STUPID AAASSSSS
  • noooooOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
  • MAX go home with the winchesters this is so unfair I DON’T WANT MAX TO GO BAD
  • DAMMIT

uuuuUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH NOOOO i don’t even HAVE ANY COMIC IDEAS because that ENDING WAS BALLS

Damian was grounded. He’d lightly beaten some kids who were about to pull a prank on a disabled classmate. The shouting match between him and Bruce was legendary, driving Tim and Stephanie to the furthest corner of the house while Cass abandoned ship entirely. A few days later Bruce and Alfred had to leave town. No one else was available to “babysit” Damian – which really only entailed delaying his inevitable escape from the Manor – except Barbara.

“You know, Damian,” she said after a quiet dinner with the sullen teen, “I think you need to think bigger.”

Damian looked at her blankly.

“What’s his face, Michael Higgins? The ringleader? You know, there have been rumors lately about his dad’s company. If his dad went to prison for fraud, or embezzlement, or tax evasion, or whatever it is he’s doing wrong,” she waved a hand vaguely, “that would take Michael down a few notches, wouldn’t you say? They may not even be able to afford the school tuition after all those court fees…maybe he’d switch schools. Maybe they would have to downsize and move away.”

“And all these kids today have such a bad habit of taking technology for granted. They don’t secure their phones or clear their caches, y'know what I’m saying?”

She leaned across the table and pointed her ice cream spoon at him.

“Find out who cheated and how to prove it, without getting caught. If you have a hunch their parents are crooks, take them down. Find out who made that gross Fuck/Marry/Kill list of your classmates. Yes, I heard about that. Rat ‘em out – anonymously – for the their shitty behavior instead of getting in trouble for punching them like they deserve.”

Smirking now, Damian gave her an appraising look:

“You sound like you have some experience with this particular brand of justice,”

“Well, I’m not saying I got my class’ 'Regina George’ expelled,” she replied, pressing a hand to her chest with faux modesty, “Or that I exposed a pedo teacher. Or that I borrowed GCPD equipment to do it. But yes, I do.”

“The trick is no one can guess it’s you, or you’ll be in trouble anyway. But you’re Batman’s son, just think of it as training.”

“And it you ever tell him I suggested this, I’m coming for you." She plunked her spoon down into her empty bowl and smiled threateningly.

“I know the winter’s getting colder
But why, just ‘cause we’re a little older do
I relive it, I relive it
I’m peddling backwards
Even if I’m peddling alone
Can’t help it
I relive it, I relive it, oh”

Winter of Our Youth - Bastille [x]