Things You Don’t Comment On:

br-o-ken-poetry:

– someone’s eating habits

– appearance issues that can’t be fixed there and then

– someone else’s “bad” decision if it can’t now be undone

– someone’s laugh or voice

– someone’s “unrealistic” dreams

– someone “not looking their best” in photos

– someone not wanting to do something and trying to subtly avoid it without making a fuss

– anything that you know will make someone self conscious or insecure unnecessarily

engelen:

I’m almost done with my third Victuri zine: September Flowers. Here’s some illustrations featured in there!

NOTES: I referenced heavily for the St. Petersburg one (I’m more embarrassed about people finding the stock pic I used for reference, than coming outright and saying: MY BRAIN WAS DRY OUT OF CREATIVITY. I AM A PIECE OF SHIT. I AM SORRY), and then there’s the obvious reference to Miyazaki’s “The Wind Rises.”
Just. Wanted to point those out.

engekihaikyuu:

Hyper Projection Engeki Haikyuu – Summer of Evolution

Pamphlet scans
Part 5

Fukurodani
Yoshimoto Kouki – Bokuto Koutarou
Yuuki Kousei – Akaashi Keiji
Higashi Takumi – Konoha Akinori
Miyake Jun – Washio Tatsuki
Matsunami Yuuki – Sarukui Yamato
Takane Masaki – Komi Haruki

Please do not repost scans

dynamicsymmetry:

thebestpersonherelovesbucky:

noseforahtwo:

thebaconsandwichofregret:

kedreeva:

noseforahtwo:

As a chick married to an ex-cop, I say this all the time to people close to me, but it bears repeating here: No cop is your friend after you’ve been detained.

Get rear ended by a drunk at a red light? That cop will direct traffic around your vehicle, document the accident, sure. Call animal control on your piece of shit neighbor? You’ve got a pretty good chance the officer who shows up helps out in a meaningful way.

But after you’ve been arrested, when a police officer says, “Just be honest with me and I’ll do the same.” or the old “Help me and I’ll help you.” Politely ask for a lawyer. Shake your head. Ignore them. Pretend you’re Hollywood royalty being asked for a selfie. “ …mmmm… Sorry, but no.”

Keep your mouth shut. Don’t do their work for them. Wait for a lawyer.

I worked as a police dispatcher for a year and a half, and I’d agree with this. My cops were generally nice people (and I say this having been on the wrong end of their sirens twice, once before and once after being hired), and they often helped in good ways… on the street. Not so much in the station. Generally speaking (and I know this is oversimplification and is worse in a lot of places but), it went like this:

On the street, you were considered as a person/citizen they have sworn to protect who may have made a mistake or done something wrong.

Once you were in the station, you were considered as a criminal. In the station you are the only one on your side.

Stay safe.

TV and film has you thinking that only guilty people ask for a lawyer. This is not true. The law is complex and difficult and confusing and if you’re being questioned by the police you’re not going to be in your best state of mind. A lawyer is your basic civil right and you should exercise that right. Keep silent, ask for a lawyer, take your legal advice.

Guilty people don’t ask for a lawyer, smart people do.

“Guilty people don’t ask for a lawyer, smart people do.”

My uncle was a cop. My uncle is the most down to earth, wouldn’t hurt a fly person in the world. I don’t think he even arrested a single person ever, that wasn’t his job on the force.

His advice? Get a fucking lawyer. Never say a damn word. A cop knows how to twist your words around and make you even doubt yourself. They know damn well how to make you feel guilty by getting a lawyer. YOU need to know that it’s SMART to get a lawyer. Get a lawyer.

People can be convinced that they committed a non-existant crime in three hours.

Don’t say shit. Get a lawyer.