why have i spend so much time posting about this

There is currently a content creator blackout in my fandom, and seeing all those posts about art theft brought back some memories.

(Go and read @hchano​‘s brilliant post, by the way. I’d have replied to it but then my reply turned into a novella.)

The art theft stories resonate with me, you have no idea.

You know, if someone was to check my ‘rules’ pages right now, they’d see this:

I don’t care about reposts, don’t worry if you spot my drawings somewhere else

Now, it might look like I’m super chill about this. That I’m not 'whining’ like those artists who 'care too much, it’s just drawings’.

The truth is I don’t care because I haven’t posted an artwork I gave a fuck about since 2011. I do not want to bother with that. It’s thankless. It’s an endless source of stress and discouragement. Why would I spend effort and time when I know the end result is that I’ll be - for lack of a better term - pissed on by entitled jackasses and by thieves?

Story time.

I used to run a flash minigames website. It didn’t have much content, since I had to draw it all myself, and figure out how actionscript worked, and so on. Still, I put ads on that website, and not only did it pay for itself, it brought me a tiny bit of income too! For my own content that I had made myself, just imagine! I planned to make that little site grow and grow until it could support me and drag me out of the hell that is unemployment.

It’d see cute stories on Stumbleupon by parents who said their toddler had loved the games. That made me super happy. It was real nice for a while.

And then I got an email from a girl in Israel telling me she had seen my art sold as coloring books in her area.

That was a blow.

I mean, I’m literally an artist by trade. I have a diploma to prove it and all. I’d have loved to get paid for my art, seeing how I couldn’t fucking find a job using those skills that were apparently good enough for commercial use.

But I kept the site up for a little while, as well as my profiles on art websites, though I barely updated them. I’d ignore the thieves that sold IMVU stuff with my art on it. I’d pay no mind to the brats who sold it on Gaia Online, because it was just virtual coin. I tried to ignore the fact that some of my stuff got popular under someone else’s name.

Just drawings, right?

Anyway, my flash games could be stolen. Actually, in the general sense, it was pretty much the goal. There was my website’s logo on them, a direct link. Having them redistributed meant traffic coming back to my site, and advertising income for me.

Can you see where this is going?

Back then, there was a flash game monetization network, called MochiAds. It was cool. It allowed you to insert ads into your games, and a great many flash games websites would import MochiAds’ feed, which made for a fast and widespread distribution of the games. It was a neat service.

Except someone decompiled my games, replaced my logo by theirs, inserted ads inside them and published them as their own.

Within hours, you could google the new names the thief had given to my games, and get 500.0000 results. Accounting for all of my games, that made for millions of reposts, all of them defaced, linking to the thief’s website, monetized by them.

Of course, MochiMedia responded quickly when I reported the theft, but their disabling the ads on those games didn’t remove them from the thousands of independent websites they were posted on.

I never made another flash game.

As a matter of fact, I no longer draw.

I was never in it just for the fun. I wanted the rewards. I wanted to make art my full-time job. Hell, I went to school for that. I wanted the compensation for my effort and time. I wanted my website to grow from the 'sustains itself’ to 'sustains me’ size.

And then I realized that people could snap their fingers and steal it all. Make me look like I had plagiarized my own work. Bury me in stolen content.

I learned that, on the internet, there was no point giving your heart and soul to something you can’t nail in place.

And, more than anything, I learned to hate drawing.

But, hey! Look at the bright side! Now that I gave up on drawing, nobody will steal my art anymore!

Isn’t that great? :)

Thank you everyone for helping me reach the 300 followers milestone! As a gift, I’d like to present you with some of my tips :)

Recently, I met a group of very motivational people, and they gave me tips on how I could manage my time better. I obviously took notes and thanked them so much because it definitely helped me out a lot.

Note: These tips won’t apply to all people as it is mostly focused on junior students (I’m a junior, so it might not be as helpful for the students in uni/college??)

It is a common thing for all students to have struggles with organising their time (especially me– why am I giving tips; wtf??), so I present to you: how to sort out your time!! 

What I’m going to cover:

  • Finding time to do work
  • How you can beat procrastination
  • Homework
  • Revision
  • Assignments + Exams

Be prepared, because this is an immense post. *Looks down* Yeah, it seems like I’m about to jump down a cliff made of tips. 

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anonymous asked:

"I fucked up" Adrinette post- reveal?

Here you go, Nonny!  Have some fluff.  :)

“Well, hello my Lady.  I wasn’t expecting a call from you this–”

“Adrien, I fucked up.”

Adrien’s brows rose in surprise.  Marinette didn’t often curse like that, and he couldn’t imagine what she could have done to prompt an announcement like that.  "You…huh?“

“Ye-ah.”  He heard her shifting on the other end of the line, and knew from experience the anxious expression she likely wore.  "Maman and Papa have been…nosy.  They kept asking me about you, and why we’re spending so much time together if we aren’t dating, and I, ah, I panicked.“

Adrien blanched.  Marinette in a panic tended to just blurt things out when she was flustered.  Shit.  "You told them who we are?”  He asked, carefully neutral.

“What?!”  She shrieked, her tone indigant.  "No, of course not.“

"Oh.  Well, that’s good,” Adrien said slowly, confused now.  He moved his phone to the other ear.  "So what did you–“

"Ah–haha, well, that’s–I might have–oh, God, this is embarrassing,” she moaned, and there was a fumbling sound as she probably put her free hand over her face.  "Stupid mouth,“ she mumbled, her voice sounding muffled.  She must have put her hand over her mouth.

He sat down at his desk, and reclined back, wishing that he could do something to comfort her.  "Marinette, it can’t be that bad.  So long as they don’t know about, you know, then it’s fine.”

“Ugh,” she groaned, her voice no longer muffled.  "Ok.  I, um, I-told-them-that-you’re-my-boyfriend!“

It took him a moment to make sense of her rushed speech, and even then, he wasn’t sure he’d heard her right.  "Wait, what?”

“They kept pushing!  Saying we were acting like a couple and that we should just own up to it already, unless there was another reason for us to be so close, and I panicked and told them that we actually are dating just to get them to stop thinking about it and my dad groaned and my mom got this big smile and said ‘pay up’, which I don’t even want to know what that’s about, and now they think we’re together and I don’t know what to do!”

He blinked.  "Oh.  Well that’s–that’s not so bad.“

"It’s not?”  Marinette asked hopefully.  "But…if we tell them the truth now, they’re going to want to know why I lied in the first place and–“

"What if it wasn’t a lie,” he blurted, and felt himself blush at her sudden silence.  He rubbed his palm over the back of his head and did a bit of mental scrambling.  "I mean, I’ve never exactly made a secret of my feelings for you, my Lady.   Would it really be so bad if we were dating?  I mean, we could at least try, and then what you told your parents wouldn’t be a lie.“

She was quiet for so long that Adrien worried that he’d made a huge mistake, and started trying to work out how he could back-pedal.  "You–you want to date me?”  She finally asked, her voice small.  He sighed in relief.  At least she didn’t sound upset, or repulsed.

“Well, I–”  He cut himself off, and blew out a breath.  In for a penny, in for a pound.  "Yeah, yeah I would.“

"Oh.  That’s…wow. That’s not how I expected this conversation to go.”

“Is-is that okay?”

“Yes!”  She said emphatically, before clearing her throat and continuing in a more normal tone.  "Ah, I mean, yes.  I um, I’d like to date you, too, so–yeah.  It’s very okay.“

"Okay,” he repeated, a huge smile splitting his face.  "So.  We’re dating now.“

She giggled.  "Yeah, I guess we are.”

His smile only widened.

I love how not only we get excited about Taylor winning awards or having hit singles but also she gets excited when we get accepted to great collage or are happy with our new relationships. She never only likes posts about herself but also shows so much love for personal posts. Other celebrities always say how much they love their fans but Taylor literally spends so much time with us and keeps showing how much she cares. We have seen many times that she actually rememberes so many names and so many little details about us and that’s why no one can say she does all this for promo. She just really cares! And it means so much because we are like a large group of friends who always support each other.

I woke up thinking about Clexa Con this morning and fandom. And I couldn’t go back to sleep because that’s what happens when something worms into my thoughts and bothers me. Then it sits there and bugs me more until I say something about it. Because that’s how frustrating my head is. That’s why I never shut up. Anyway, it’s so funny to me… having this thing happening in a few weeks and not being there. It’s eye opening to me watching people promote it and hype it and give it praise knowing that they previously talked about how wrong it was, knowing that they know I was wronged and think I was wronged. It’s frustrating to watch fans who hold everyone to excessively high moral standards support the con, even when they previously didn’t, because they’re getting to meet the actors they want. It’s enlightening to see the people who yell at members of their own community constantly for “selling out” quickly shut up and lose that righteousness when they’ll get to talk to an actor. It’s reminded me what the community actually prioritizes. The promise of an interview, the chance to look at an actor, the words of straight “allies” over our own people, This has thematically been the tone of this thing since its conception and that’s not just with me. I mean that with the people they originally invited, the way it was first supposed to be a space for fandom and has now become a space for meeting celebrities, the way panels about diversity and representation are slowly being removed from their line up and queer performers not being paid anything to attend not even accommodations up while more money gets spent on sending already wealthy straight celebrities who don’t need it.

And the thing is, I get it. I get why it’s valuable. I get why it’s happening. If I were invited to go tomorrow, I would go. To be there and support people and help to give more kids in queer fandom what they need. I get why the people who have chosen to go are going. But I find how quickly everyone stopped talking about it alarming. I find how quickly everyone shut up about the problems to be telling in terms of what we really value as a community. I remember sitting at dinner after season one of The 100 aired, telling a couple of The 100 writers how much we wanted more queer rep, and being really fucking nervous that they were going to think I was an ass hole for saying that and for the conversation we had. I remember getting a phone call and finding out months later what they were going to do. I remember going to set and being introduced to Alycia in costume and boiling over with excitement because I knew what it was going to mean to all of you. I think that’s where so much of the frustration comes from in not being able to share this with the people there. I think it’s why it disappoints me that we’re not using the con to talk more about gender diversity, about diversity in fandom, about the representation we still need, to uplift even more queer artists in fandom financially. I’ve heard from multiple people how sorry the con is for how they handled things with me but I haven’t actually seen it, and they haven’t actually made good on it so I can only assume that’s just words. 

But I guess we’re at is where we’re at. I am not even sure what this post is. All my emotions regarding this convention are fairly wishy washy and messy. And as I said, I’d still go. So I know why people are still going. I’m not condemning anyone for that. I guess I”m frustrated by how much we aren’t talking about the problems within ourselves. We spend so much time critiquing others, icing out any person who disagrees, aggressively and righteously demanding that other queer folks have “sold out” if they dare to do something that benefits their career or reputation, but we’re not better. None of us are better. You all sell out for the things you want too. And we should. You should occasionally just let things slide and get the happiness out of something that you want. I just hope that’s something we all start to see. I hope we all try to look more at the nuances here, at our own problems and our own flaws and begin to better hold the problems and flaws of others, and begin to better talk about how we can make our community stronger and better in the future. I hope that the con is all the fun for the people who get to go as it could have been for those of us who don’t or don’t feel comfortable anymore. I hope everyone gets to have their good time and gets a laugh and a chance to meet the people they want to meet, be they celebrities or fellow fans from around the world. I hope we do better tomorrow. 


hey y’all! hope you’ve all been well!! 

there are so many of you now, holy cow. hello hello and welcome! i sincerely apologize for my lack of personal posts lately – this summer has been a bit of a doozy for me, to be entirely honest. motivation and inspiration has been scarce, but i’ve been spending a lot of time with my bullet journal lately, which truly has been helping heaps.

this is a collection of more recent pages! i’ve gotten a better handle on how i put this thing together; looking at my first couple pages is a little cringe-inducing. the photo on the bottom is my most recent spread, which is why only the left side is full. 

i’ll probably go ahead and post that bullet journal system post tonight – it’s not much of a system, but i know y’all have been all over me about posting it, so it’s finally en route! 

sims!d*s/ladybug camping trip

so my sims 4 screenshots have been piling up forever, so i’m just gonna drop the camping trip even tho it’s way off from where i last posted

also because these have been sitting on my hard drive since last year:

…and i’d like to get rid of them lmao.

Things to know:

  • Vix and Kou are married, and they have 3 kids: Nolan [teen] and Shiori [child, named for kou’s sis] who came with, and Olivia [nearly young adult] who stayed home cos there wasn’t room on the lot for her lmao. 
  • Adrien and Marinette are dating. They do not know about each other’s identities.
  • Adrien and Kou are best friends, and Shiori has a little girl crush on Adrien. [it was stupidly cute, she would seek him out anytime the fams hung out together lol]
  • Vix and Nino are work buddies [via their musical careers].
  • Nino and Alya are still only close friends but there’s UST 8D

anyway, prepare for action and adventure, drama and danger, love and betrayal lol…and just. lots and lots and lots of pictures under the cut.

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This is gonna be long.

As some of you know, yesterday i went to a birthday party.

Everything was good. I was chatting and dancing with my friends. I was having a good time. I knew almost everyone there because they were friends or classmates from school. But there were some people that i didn’t know.

There was a group of guys that i had no idea who they were except that they were friends with the boy that was celebrating his birthday. I noticed that at some point they had started looking at me, but that’s pretty normal in my life because i am really tall (and i was wearing platforms so yeah) and people are always surprised so i paid it no mind. Some time later though they approached me and my friends and suddenly one of them was standing right beside me. Like ummm i don’t know you dude, stay the fuck away from me. Turns out he was comparing heights, which has become normal in my life too but you know what? These guys didn’t know me, he just stood there comparing himself to me like i was an object or something, with the rest of the guys looking at me like “wow look, a tall girl in her natural habitat”. I am human too you fucking morons. And if i heard correctly, i think one of them said something like “you are such a nazi”. THAT WAS OUT OF LINE. JUST BECAUSE I AM TALL, WHITE AND HAVE LIGHT HAIR DOES NOT MEAN I AM SOMETHING AS HORRIBLE AS A NAZI. WHAT KIND OF SICK COMMENT WAS THAT???? WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT TO SOMEONE YOU DON’T KNOW??? WHAT IF I WAS JEWISH FOR EXAMPLE???? LUCKY THEM THAT I AM NOT OR I WOULD HAVE PUNCHED THE LIVING DAYLIGHTS OUT OF HIM.

Well, after a couple minutes they left. I went back dancing with my friends and everything was fine.

Then they came back again. There were like 5 guys in total but only 3 are important in this story. I am gonna name them Guy 1, Guy 2 and Guy 3.

Guy 1 started talking to me and he said “Hey my friend (Guy 3) is kinda in love with you” (idk if that would be the real translation but the point is that he was attracted to me or something) “would you consider kissing him?” And that was like WOW CALM DOWN, i had seen Guy 3 before and he seemed like a nice guy yeah but i didn’t want to kiss him, and so i told Guy 1 and Guy 2 that. They kept insisting however, they said that Guy 3 had low self esteem and if i kissed him they would be so grateful and bla bla bla. Again, i said NO, i didn’t want to kiss him, i didn’t know him, and i didn’t owe anything to anyone. I mean i am sorry your friend has low self esteem, that sucks, but i am not something you can just USE to make someone feel better about themselves, that’s not how it works. They REALLY insisted and then Guy 1 kind of started dragging me towards the door. That’s when i made a mistake. I coul have stomped my foot and just say NO and go back to my friends because well i am not that weak, i could have separated myself from Guy 1 if i wanted to but i think i panicked and i reluctantly let them take me where Guy 3 was. They took me outside (the party was in a kind of sports club so there was a field and stuff, i wasn’t out in the street) and there was people outside so i was not completely alone with these guys. They did take me behind a wall though, which meant that nobody could see me. All the way there i kept telling them that i didn’t want to do it and they were so desperate that they OFFERED ME MONEY. THEY WANTED TO PAY ME FOR KISSING THEIR FRIEND. DO I LOOK LIKE A WHORE TO YOU??? I AM NOT SOMETHING YOU CAN BUY!!!

Finally, Guy 3 appeared. He looked really nervous and i thought well maybe he doesn’t want to do this, maybe his friends just set him up and if he notices that i am uncomfortable he will let me go. I was wrong. He was on board with this. Guy 1 and Guy 2 left but they were really close so i could hear them laughing.

I was left “alone” with Guy 3. I was against the wall and i started shaking. I was VISIBLY UNCOMFORTABLE. He asked me if i wanted to kiss him. I said no, again. And he asked why not. I DON’T NEED TO JUSTIFY MYSELF.


I was nervous and shaking and looking at the floor when i answered that it wasn’t about him, i just didn’t want to kiss him or anyone in his group and i didn’t feel comfortable doing it. Also kissing guys it’s not something i do every day, i want to kiss someone i have feelings for or that AT LEAST i am attracted to, and this wasn’t the case (especially if one of them had called me a nazi before, what the fuck did you expect idiots). Guy 1 and Guy 2 started shouting “JUST KISS HER” and that’s when Guy 3 finally started moving towards me. I was still against the wall and he was getting closer. He raised his hand to cup my face and i can’t remeber if he actually touched my skin or not before i moved my face, but he definitely tried to touch me. He ALMOST kissed me but i kept saying no and shying away from him until he FINALLY UNDERSTOOD THAT I REALLY DIDN’T WANT TO DO IT. He backed away. He didn’t kiss me. The guys were still laughing and saying things but they let me go. I went back inside immediately to find my friends, they were worried about me and i told them what happened. Just so you know the birthday boy found out and he got mad at the guys. A few minutes later Guy 3 appeared and at least he had THE DECENCY to apologize to me. I think i just nodded my head and kept talking to my friends. They didn’t bother me again.

Before anyone starts worrying I AM FINE. I AM COMPLETELY FINE. PHYSICALLY AND EMOTIONALLY. It was a rather unpleasant situation but it didn’t really affect me.


What REALLY bothers me is that i had to go through all of that before they understood that NO MEANS NO. I DON’T HAVE TO JUSTIFY MYSELF. IF I SAY NO THEN DON’T DO IT. IT’S THAT SIMPLE.

I will never understand why is it so difficult for some men to grasp the concept of the word NO.

So yeah i just thought i needed to post this, sorry if i wasted your time.

(on a much brighter note i spend most of the night talking about Voltron with my friend 🤗)

i love the things that matt’s absurdly perfectly timed nat20s for allura make 100% probable

kima sitting on allura’s lap looking up at her starry-eyed as allura drinks an entire tavern under the table (kima would participate, but watching allura is almost more fun)

allura lifting kima up n pinning her against a wall so they can make out without her having to bend down ridiculously much (seriously fandom where are my creative wall!sex fics)

kima returning from some adventure at like six ayem and waking allura up by jumping onto their bed in full armour and allura just being like ‘….why.’ but trying to cuddle her anyway (this definitely happened after they got back to whitestone post-thordak)

allura giving kima piggyback rides for the last like hour or so of a long day of adventuring while kima kicks her feet and whines about seriously allie i CAN walk on my own (she spends the entire time braiding bits of weird things into allura’s hair and allura’s like … yes i did in fact bring this on myself)

competitions to see who can bench-press the other the most times (allura is … not terrible. kima wins. allura pretends to sulk. kima makes it up to her in bed.)

harley-anymore  asked:

I'm not even going to hide (mostly because I know you saw my reply to another post XD) but HOT DAMN your boys are so FINE. Damien, Craig- just- MMPHH! Anyways, keep up the awesome work pleeeeeeeease. <3 MUCH LOVE TO YOU!!

Why do people hide from me am I scary ~(*+﹏+*)~ grrrr I make boys love art n I’m gonna getchuu ~~

I have the idea that my icon doesn’t have a smiley face which affects how people send messages and interpret me as I message through text. I spend a lot of time thinking about convenience for followers and how people interpret me 🤔

Also if you are the one who bought me ko-fis THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!! It’s so nice to know you love my stuff so much!!

Yall who hide n morph into anon DO U NOT WANT ME TO CHECK OUT UR BLOG? I always check out my askers blogs and I’ve followed some too.


I’m super proud of myself.

I woke up nice and late (8am, thank you Simply Sleep) and had decided I would go to the 10:15am kickboxing class. I came out to lounge on the couch with Jason for a bit. He wants to go to the Irish festival today in Saint Paul so I was asking if getting back at 11:30 would be too late for what he wants to see. He wasn’t really concerned either way but, in my head, I started to justify just skipping class.

I literally jumped off the couch and raced to get ready and out the door for the 9am class today. It was a KILLER class but soooo good!

In diet news, after hearing about my co-worker’s friend that I posted about, I was inspired to start eating more Whole Foods. I wouldn’t say I’m Whole30, but I’m certainly making a conscious effort to eat better and make more nutritious choices. It didn’t take long for me to remember why I stopped Weight Watchers the first time - because I spend so much time on that program trying to squeeze junk food into my day. Perhaps needless to say, I won’t be continuing the program.

Today is “Day 6” (I won’t count forever) and I feel pretty fantastic. I haven’t deprived myself, have felt satisfied, and I even had a sliver of pizza last night and a glass of wine. I’m super excited to have gotten out of the habit of eating 3 meals and 2-3 snacks a day - I’m totally satisfied from meal to meal! Of course, I’ll for sure be enjoying the State Fair soon but for now I’m really enjoying my real food choices!

So that’s what I got!

2 weeks until my brother and his family fly out to visit (for the State Fair and to see MN for the first time!) and 3 weeks until my sister and her husband fly out! 😍😍😍

anonymous asked:

Idk if you heard of ESEAsianBeauty (Twitter), (I’m an Asian female), every time I read her threads of how Asian men are toxic, it triggers me for no reason. I do understand of why they should not criticize women for dating someone’s outside of their race, but it seems like she’s criticizing them...

I’ve seen that account here and there but honestly, I don’t spend much time on Twitter except to talk shit to white people lmao.

Anyhow, I can somewhat understand how you feel. I’m an Asian dude and I see posts bashing Asian men all the time. On one side, I can see how Asian men don’t deserve to be bashed because there’s so much shit we have to live up to and so many stereotypes about us. On the other side though, I can also see how many Asian men are misogynists and treat women, even Asian women, as nothing but sexual objects for their desires.

I don’t want to get too deep into either of these issues but there is some truth to both sides. Yes, Asian men deal with a lot of stereotypes by the larger society but also, Asian women deal with a lot of misogyny from Asian men too. I’m not saying all of anyone here, I’m just saying there ARE some truths. And so long as people are giving their personal experiences, then I think they’re all valid and have the right to do so no matter how sensitive the topics are.

I’m not saying you have to accept things as they are because no one ever should, we should always be critical. But we should also be open to understand WHY someone would say or make a thread about these topics. They don’t just come out of nowhere, they’re real-life experiences.

Angry Asian Guy

Why do people who “hate” her spend so much time thinking and posting about her? Like I don’t like plenty of artists but I let them and their fans do their thing. I don’t keep up with them because I simply do not care they have a new song or music video.

moebiusbackbone  asked:

oh man good luck with the tv series it's so agonizing and I spent the whole first season wishing for a better animated version before giving up

HHHHHHHH that is pretty much how I feel about it right now!!!! I’ve been watching while I work on sewing a thing so I can LOOK AWAY during the cringeworthy parts but it. I just.


for starters: I 100% agree that animated is the way to go. You can have the characters portrayed as their actual ages (children), no worries about the actors aging during fimling, you don’t have to blow your entire budget on cgi morphing effects, no need to hire TRAINED LIONS to jump around a set–it just makes more sense. You’re not limited to sets, you can animate anywhere in the world–in the universe!

And do you know who I think would be perfect to take this on???? 


Now–If you’ve never watched any of their animated shows, dear reader, you might be confused! I’m not talking about DC comics live action films, where they’re pumping out gritty emo batman movies and taking the most optimistic heroes like superman and trying to make them ‘dark’ and angsty. 

I’m talking about the crews who did Teen Titans!!! Young Justice!!!!!!! The animated Green Lanturn series!!!!!!!!!! if you’ve never seen these PLEASE please do yourself a favor and watch them (I highly recommend Young Justice) because they do what the live actions failed: they show the real, dark sides of the characters and their struggles as well as the optimism and hope they keep despite it. They’re shows that are being produced for young viewers but are still gripping and entertaining for adults, and they OFTEN feature children or young adults as the main cast. They don’t shy away from showing violence, like other companies, because they’ve been doing it for so long. As well as a precedent for complex female characters, pov switching from episode to episode, and character growth for everyone!! 

like as much as the broadcasting studios and the organization can suck the scripts and voice actors put so much heart into these things and just. gosh. they’re gems. I think if anyone was gonna be able to pull it off, it’d be DC at this point.

Child superheroes is BASICALLY THEIR THEME AND MARKET ALREADY!!!! They have the time slots, the advertising–it’s all already figured out!!! the fanbase is there. the fanbase is WAITING. it would be a hit.

There’s an excellent post by @perianfrost​ about this too here, about how each book would condense nicely into a 23 minute episode. Throw in an associated 90 minute movie each season for megamorphs, hork bajir/andalite chronicles–an excellent idea. DC already often do animated movies, sometimes associated with shows/sometimes not, their run of batman movies are AMAZING and reflect batman SO MUCH BETTER as a character than the live actions did. Hell, they’re better than the actual comics half the time.

I think each season could be around 20 episodes instead of 10, which would give you 2-3 seasons depending on how many filler books you cut out of the lineup (a lot of the ghostwritten ones aren’t super necessary to overall plot, so you could either condense the series or stretch it a bit). Having a relatively small number of seasons I think would increase chances for funding, and would make it less likely to be cancelled only halfway through (can you tell I’m bitter about Young Justice???? yeah). 

Here’s examples of the art style I would like to see it as:

Not TOO cartoony, with realistically proportioned figures, with a simple yet dynamic style. Every now and then with beautiful shots of different landscapes or scenery. 

And honestly?? This is the time for a reboot. Animated shows are a HIT right now. Gravity Falls, Stephen Universe, Adventure Time–it’s all been SUPER popular. You’re also hitting the current young crowd as well as the 20-year-olds who grew up with them, probably the second biggest demographic for kids shows.

It’s just. It’d be perfect. I want it so bad. Someone pay me to write all the scripts for them and I’ll drop everything else it just has so much potential.

The Jonerys tag is a wonderful place, but it gets really annoying when I have to block so much negativity. So many people have uninformed or hypocritical opinions about these characters. And some people are just plain ol’ fucking stupid. The bullshit they spew is nauseating and I spend so much time blocking. I have to read what they say before I decide to block, so I’m still seeing their shit. And I know it’s only going to get worse. Just wait until #epicboatsex. There’s no point in being nice to people who post their negativity in the Jonerys tag. They don’t care. Obviously they don’t or they would be more respectful. That’s why I roll my eyes when people in this fandom put asterisks in other ship names when they speak negatively about them. Why? What’s the point? The same courtesy does not get extended to Jonerys no matter how many times you ask nicely or how many posts you write providing legitimate reasons why you shouldn’t tag your negativity. I won’t say “hate” because some people argue they’re not actually “hating” they’re just “disagreeing”. Yeah. WTF ever. I know what “context” is even if you don’t.

Originally posted by bricesander

I’m at the point now where I’m like fuck ‘em. If I have to spend my time blocking their shit, they can block me too if they don’t like what I say. I’m not censoring ships anymore.

CalFreezy: Interruptions

Requested: by @mintmendes fluffy calfreezy imagine about  a lazy day with him and your brother (josh or harry) and your brother makes it awkward

Warnings: Not any!

A/N: Finally I am back! If you didn't read my previous post, it explains why I haven't posted anything in ages. I made it as Harry’s your brother, seeing as I wrote about Josh being your brother before. I kinda liked writing this! Enjoy x

Cal messaged you saying to come round his flat to spend time together, seeing as both of you have been rather busy. Of course you said yes as you missed him very much. 

“Y/N!” Cal greeted you, picking you up and twirling you around making you squeal in surprise. “I’ve missed you so much.” He said, stopping spinning and kissed you.

“I’ve missed you too Cal.” You admitted, pulling away making your boyfriend pout. “So what are we going to do?” You asked once back on the floor, taking off your shoes and putting them by the door.

“I could think of a few things.” Cal smirked, making you roll your eyes playfully and shaking your head.

“Yeah, I know you could. Can we just cuddle on the sofa and watch a movie or something?” You questioned, walking over to the sofa and sitting down. “Come on then.” You said, patting the spot next to you.


You and Cal were in the middle of watching some random comedy movie, cuddling with each other, when your brother decided to walk in.

“Aw look at the two love birds.” Harry cooed, ruffling up your hair and sitting down next to you. “So what movie is this?” He questioned.

“Uh, Harry?” Cal asked.

“Yeah?” Harry replied, not taking his eyes off the screen.

“Fuck off.” He bluntly said.

“No, this is my flat too you know. I can go wherever I like.” Harry smugly replied.

“It’s all right babe, let him be.” You said, kissing his cheek.

“Why? All I want is to spend time with you without any interruptions.” Cal whined, putting his head into your neck.

“I’m not interrupting you guys, right Y/N?” Harry asked.

“Well…” You said.

“Harry, just go.” Cal demanded, getting irritated at your brother.

“Make me.” Harry challenged.

“You asked for it!” Cal shouted, grabbing a pillow and whacking Harry with it, chasing him out of the room.

Moments later, Cal returned and sat next to you on the sofa.

“Where’s Haz?” You asked, turning around to look at your boyfriend.

“Let’s just say he won’t interrupt us any more.”

Spoiler warnings for Pixar’s Finding Dory. DO NOT READ if you haven’t seen it yet!

Let’s talk about the little piece of perfection that was Finding Dory. I need to get a few things off my chest because I am currently in love with the way the movie handled mental and physical disabilities.

Disclaimer: There are a few things that I’m not pleased with, namely Gerald’s treatment at the hands (fins?) of his peers, and the suspense surrounding Hank’s troubled past without any resolution. I can briefly address those at the end of the post, though.

Okay, before we start on what happened in Finding Dory, let’s talk about what we know about her as of the end of Finding Nemo:

  1. She suffers from short-term memory loss, which means she can’t remember much of what happened five minutes ago, much less years ago.
  2. She doesn’t know where her family is.
  3. We know as much about her backstory as she does – that is, almost nothing. Which is a great plot device, by the way, but that’s a different post.
  4. She is unfailingly cheerful and optimistic, despite her lack of knowledge of her past. I know for a fact that if I were in her situation it would be so easy to become discouraged, but she doesn’t (yet this isn’t unrealistic or poor characterization, because I can tell you from experience that people with special needs are some of the most contagiously happy people I have ever met).
  5. “Just keep swimming.”
  6. Being around Marlin helps her remember. There are plenty of theories and scientific explanations for this, I’m sure, but it’s not the point I want to focus on for this post. But after having spent time with Marlin and feeling at home with him, she is able to remember a vital piece of information (don’t even try to deny it; it may take us a year to remember our own address, but it only took an hour and forty-one minutes to memorize P. Sherman 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney) without which Nemo would never have been found.

Okay, now let’s look at what we learned from Finding Dory:

  1. Dory is easily tied with Dumbo and Mike Wasowski for the “cutest kids in Disney” award.
  2. Her parents were amazing at their jobs (and this is what I want to spend the majority of this post talking about). Seriously, I need to talk about how well they handled their daughter’s disability.
    Dory’s parents never made her feel inferior or different because of her memory problems. They supported her and loved her and did the absolute best they could, and they couldn’t have done a better job.
    They paid attention to and nurtured the things that were likely to stick with Dory – like her love for sea shells. They could have kept a collection of sea shells in a special place for her to play with when she wanted – which is probably what I would have done, tbh – but no. They used her love of sea shells to create a way for her to safely practice independence, as well as a safety net for if she ever wandered off. “Just follow the sea shells.”
    And – this is important – they let her build the path. They didn’t just pick up she shells and place them, they encouraged her to find them and move them, and if a shell was too big to move they helped her problem-solve through it (side-note: scientifically, something is more likely to stick with kids if they have a hand in its instillment - it’s why crafts are prioritized so much in preschools).
    They were cheerful and sweet, and they didn’t treat Dory like she was less of a person because of her memory loss, but they weren’t naive or blind to the problems. They worried about whether or not she would make it without them (and that is and huge worry when raising a special needs child). They exchanged worried looks whenever Dory backslid, or when she forgot. But they were never disappointed in her, they never made her feel like it was her fault, and they never gave up on her. They always believed that she could do whatever she put her mind to, and they did whatever they could to push that.
    Now think for a second about how Marlin handled Nemo’s disability. Where Dory’s parents encouraged independence, Marlin coddled Nemo. He fretted constantly, and he refused to let Nemo out of his sight. It led to Nemo feeling smothered and, at one point, admitting that he hated his dad. It led to Nemo swimming out over the drop-off and being kidnapped by a SCUBA-diving dentist.
    Now before you get riled up, let me stress this: that wasn’t Marlin’s fault. Marlin was reacting to a horrible traumatic event that left him widowed and his son “crippled”. He was doing the absolute best he could with the circumstances. However, think of the differences between Nemo’s and Dory’s experiences with their parents. I love that Pixar has created not one, but two full-length movies dealing so heavily with disability, and with peoples’ reactions to that.
    Dory grew up apologizing for her disability. From the time she was swept away from her parents to the time she saw Nemo, she was constantly saying, “I’m so sorry.” I’ve read tons of reviews and reactions to Finding Dory, but no one has mentioned this and it broke my heart – because it is so common for people – special needs or not – to apologize for perceived flaws, and are taught by experience that flaws are things to be ashamed of. And when she finally remembered how she got separated from her parents, she blamed herself. And even though her getting swept away by an undertow had less to do with memory loss and more to do with the fact that she was a baby, Dory has grown up apologizing for herself. Thinking that other peoples’ reactions were her fault, even with Marlin after they got close. So it completely makes sense that she would have internalized what happened then as her fault.
    But her parents shut that down as soon as they reunite. They don’t let her apologize, because what happened wasn’t her fault. And even though she doesn’t remember the interactions she’s had with other people, the repetitiveness of said interactions have conditioned her to apologize for what happens around her, even when it has nothing to do with her memory problems (like when she, Nemo, and Marlin were running from the giant squid, and Nemo got hurt during the chase).
    Imagine feeling like that, your whole life, having apologized for everything your whole life and then, the people who mean the most to you, the people you’ve been afraid of finding again because it was my fault, I lost them, will they want me back? – and imagine those people scooping you into a hug, telling you not to apologize, that it wasn’t your fault, that they’ve been waiting for you because they believed in you, knew that you would find them, that you would remember.

I just think that this was handled so well, and I had my doubts because Disney sequels don’t have the greatest track records, but I was not disappointed at all.

Re: Gerald.

Unfortunately, the bullying that Gerald the Sea Lion is subjected to is normal and a realistic portrayal of how many people with disabilities are treated. I don’t approve of it, and I do wish that he had gotten some kind of respite (actually, it’s kind of my headcanon that when the other two got back to the rock, Gerald and the otters had monopolized the rock, forcing the bullies to find somewhere else to sunbathe; and that does give me joy xD), but like I said, it was realistic. I could go into a whole new post about the problems there and how reflective of society it is, but I honestly don’t have that much more depth in me tonight.

Re: Hank.

I really am disappointed that we never learned why he has issues with the ocean. Not only would it be in-character for him, but Pixar kind of set themselves up for it in Finding Nemo, with Gill (who they handled perfectly – they didn’t spend tons of time on Gill’s story, so they didn’t take away from Nemo or Marlin’s arc); the audience wasn’t left with a gaping “Wait, why’s he all scarred up?” moment at the end, like we were with Hank.