If anyone would like to add me on skype Ethan Unken
Yeah, cause there’s nothing fucking BETTER to do than hate some pop singer that’ll only be replaced with another next decade.
been sick and overwhelmed with school and other things. Just don’t really have a lot of muse but hopefully people aren’t really missing me anyway. <3
Stay lovely, my fellow tumblrs<3
This comic accurately sums up my feelings towards those who complain about The Hawkeye Initiative.
look, I am a huge David Willis fan. He is funny, brilliant, and bang on the mark.
But this? This is the single best and most important comic he has ever done and I am going to keep reblogging it until people stop making the argument in the first panel.
I will never get tired of this
The fact of the matter, is that comics were made for boys,
i’m just gonna leave this here
So.. the moral is that… men and women should only draw men and women?
Oh wait no the real moral is that men and women shouldn’t be drawn in order to objectify what they want to see as attractive, they should be drawn as characters.
Ethan kept his narrowed look of suspicion for a long moment, before soon a smile mirrored hers, and his pretend anger slipping away quite quickly as he sat on the bench beside her, “Okay! I’m Ethan. Whatcha doin?” he questioned, his mismatched grey and red stare fixated on her.
Xion giggled at his sudden change in mood, then held up her notebook so he could see. It was filled with lots of numbers and letters, like some really complicated math equation. ”I’m trying to de-code something I saw in a dream… But the math isn’t so easy,” she laughed.
Ethan made a slight face when he looked at the numbers and letters. At first he seemed interested, reaching forward to lightly touch the paper, staring as if reading it, before shaking his head with a rather frustrated and irritated look. The symbols meant nothing to him, and it just confused him; all of them looked the same. “Uh, okay.” he replied a little lamely, having little interest or knowing what to talk about in this subject.
Nodding in agreement, she chuckled slightly at his enthusiasm before cocking her head to the side a bit. A sudden thought arising in her sub-conscious like the sun peaking through dreary gray clouds. Where was this boy’s parents, or at the most friends. It was quite strange to see someone, especially children around alone, but she shrugged it off, deciding to ask later as she began to walk down the street towards the park, him at her side.
Ethan didn’t consider that the other may be confused by the fact that he was alone, as it was normal for him to be alone anyway. In fact it was strange that he’d be walking alongside anyone, as usually the lad wouldn’t take long to deal with them and leave. But not with this girl. At least not yet. Walking alongside her and glancing around, Ethan looked up at her, “Who are ya?”
And this, right here, is why I don’t like DBZ.
I don’t care how long and epic your fight scene is. It means nothing if I don’t give a shit about the characters or story (and DBZ has none).
That’s true… but it sure did provide a lot of violence for us kids. ;)