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anonymous asked:

What advice would you give to beginner artists who think everything they make is terrible and worthless?

OMGOD child what the — ugh. 

The world has a way of really making people- artists, feel so bad for doing art. Not only are you bombarded by work worldwide, but art is arbitrarily celebrated. Have you ever gone to a modern art museum and seen the giant works they have there? There was one piece that was a blank canvas 16x16 feet across, that was freaking sixteen thousand dollars for sale. I mean, there wasn’t anything on this canvas. 

So it’s hard, it’s really hard to be in this field, you’re constantly bombarded, and to further it, you’re competing with other media outlets as well for attention. Now almost all companies have gone the way of social media, understanding where the people have gone, and so if you don’t get notes, don’t get retweeted, please understand this isn’t your fault. 

If a canvas that is 16x16 feet across can get into a museum and be displayed and sold for sixteen thousand dollars, then fame and recognition is totally and completely arbitrary and there’s nothing that can convince me otherwise. People who will tell you skill and talent matters haven’t walked into that museum, haven’t felt the hopeless sensation of wondering why the hell something that is worth more than your soul that has zero effort put into it exists like that. 

Also promote yourself, the world and lots of people will try to shame you, try to tell you you’re an attention whore, try to bring you down, tell you you’re ungrateful, but that’s not true. 

You just want to not feel horrible about what you make, and sometimes that might be somewhat dependent upon the energy others give you by recognizing it. Anywho who wants you shame you for that doesn’t understand that artists have dips and highs, sometimes we’re happy with our own work, but other times we simply aren’t, and if you constantly signal yourself you can combat the fact that mobile tumblr for example simply doesn’t post some things sometimes, or combat the fact that everyone is constantly bombarded with messages from every company and person they know. 

Be loud and vocal, and if someone doesn’t like that, that’s ok, but they should understand they should never ask you to feel satisfied with hours and hours of grueling work just to get the reward of the satisfaction of doing it. That’s literally telling someone they should be a slave. Ultimately you’re only asking for people to click a little heart and click a blue button. If people want to withhold that from you as if you’re being greedy or ungrateful then they truly don’t GET the human condition of others, and that’s ok. It’s ok they don’t get it. Humans are conditioned as a survival instinct to sometimes be able to not empathize so we don’t go ABSOLUTELY CRAZY with the amount of upset and sadness TRULY circulating around us. It doesn’t make them bad, so do not kick them to the curve or get mad at them- but certainty don’t let them make you feel like asking for recognition is bad, greedy, ungrateful of you, wrong in any way. 



If you are unhappy with your work in any way, if you are struggling over a drawing, if you are upset with your work, if you feel your work is shit, it’s because you need to step back and study simpler things. 

You need to recognize and tell yourself the best and most liberating thing you could ever say. 

I suck

and that’s ok

I don’t know what I’m doing

I should go study



Look for tutorials from other artists, constantly watch speedpaints, learn about programs to use, practice with different mediums, draw simple things like poses and learn about anatomy, bone structure, NEVER EVER TACKLE EVERYTHING ALL AT ONCE. 


Art is NOT easy, and it’s NOT something that you can skip studies through and KNOW THINGS JUST MAGICALLY. It is HURTFUL that we treat art like it’s something you can just practice mindlessly through and become a god of all things that you couldn’t possibly know unless you LOOKED THINGS UP AND STUDIED. 

Think about art not as something to tackle without thought, think about how every new thing you’re going to draw, you need to go get references for, find poses to help you, don’t directly copy, but learn learn learn. When you’re doing colors, try simple pallettes, don’t just go for all colors, remember color theory is complicated, traditional materials do crazy things, remember that programs are complicated, remember that anatomy is complicated, proportions are complicated, shading is insane, these things are not things you should just know and if you just GO expecting yourself to know you are going to SEVERELY UPSET YOURSELF for no reason and it’s not fair to you and it’s not fair to any practicing artist. It is ok if you don’t know, it’s ok to step back, and it’s ok to evaluate and look to others for help. 


Get involved with other artists, get involved and don’t give up, keep trying, keep drawing, keep talking to them, even if it scares you, even if it feels like they are going to think you’re weird- THEY ALL REMEMBER BEING IN YOUR POSITION. Whether they are empathetic or not, whether they are in the position to help you or not, whether they take the time to encourage you or not, is not owed to you- but the fact that they are the MOST LIKELY PEOPLE TO KNOW WHAT YOU’RE FEELING MEANS THEY ARE THE MOST LIKELY TO HELP YOU THEY ARE THE MOST LIKELY TO UNDERSTAND AND EMPATHIZE WITH YOU AND THEY ARE THE MOST LIKELY TO TRULY GO OUT OF THEIR WAY. 

Yes the chances are small, they are busy too, they have lives, no you shouldn’t rely on it, and if they do it, it shouldn’t be entitled to you, but even if they don’t, seeing other artists work will give you goals, will push you along just naturally. And hey, if that artist happens to be in a position where they have enough luxury of time and such to be able to really respond to you, then it’s ok that you feel worthless, I promise you no one in their entire life every felt like a thousand percent about any of their works. On average, when I post, I hold my breath until I start getting notes, because I am convinced that no one will like it. 

So if you come to me asking how to make someone who feels bad about themselves feel good about themselves, let me be honest with you, i haven’t entirely got that down yet, I am still figuring out how to truly believe in myself, but let me also be honest, — a lot of people are. Your position is unique in that it is you in your life experiencing it, but the feelings you have are not, and you should never be ashamed to ask for your friends to please help you, let them know- a lot of people will be willing to support you. At worst you’ll get a no, and in that case….

well now you know where you stand anyways. Yes it will hurt, but you should be looking for people who want to help you, and you should help them too. This is what being communal, and being on Tumblr is meant to be for. This is what humans are meant to do, play, be productive, help themselves, and work and build towards understanding each other. 

Wow, that got deep. 

Last Game


Jeff playing his final game in high school. Y/N getting to bond with Mama Atkins. Overall, just fluff because he deserved better!

Words: 1348

Warnings: None. Just fluff.

A/N: I’m so sorry this took so long. Also, thank you @fuckkoffcourtney for this idea. I hope you like it! I really enjoyed writing this one and any feedback would be much appreciated.:) i suck at titles lmao

Originally posted by knightlley

The drums and cheers of the audience were exceptionally louder in this game, which comes as not a surprise considering that this is the senior’s final game against in high school and so far, the fight has been neck to neck. The seniors had evidently been giving their best and some more throughout the game. It was their last but more importantly, college coaches are spread out throughout the stadium scanning for potential candidates to recruit to their team. You looked at the scoreboard worriedly then back to the field. The cheers died down as the last batter walk towards his position. It was Jeff, the star player of Liberty’s baseball team. One last point. That’s all it takes for Liberty’s team to take home the victory. Shuddering at the thought of how much pressure he must be feeling at the moment, you quickly stood up along with other students who shout Jeff’s name in their cheer.

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Pancakes and Protection // Zach Dempsey

Hey loves. This is imagine is requested by @fuckkoffcourtney I hope you all like it! 💖 Happy reading.

Request: Boyfriend zach comes over to readers house because her parents were gone celebrating their anniversary and her brother clay is still home obvs and he goes downstairs in the morning to see his sister and zach bein all cute and super domestic and making breakfast together and he wants to be an overprotective brother but he can’t because they’re too cute so he just sits down at the table and smiles because his sister is happy and that makes him happy

Warnings: Fluff and curse words


Readers POV•

My eyes fluttered open as I heard the sound of light snores in my ear. I looked at my surroundings and realized that Zach and I fell asleep on the couch watching movies last night. His arms were tight around my small body as the sun beamed in from the half opened blinds.

I tried to get up but he wouldn’t let me. His grip got tighter as he whined.

“Noooooo stay here.” He pouted as he rubbed my shoulder.

“I’ll make pancakes for us if you let me get up.” I smirked. If I knew anything that would get Zach up it’s pancakes. That’s his weakness.

His eyebrow quirked up and he let go of me. I got up and stretched then walked to kitchen. I heard a low yawn and footsteps trailing after me.


“Get away from me with that!” I laughed while inching away from Zach, who was holding a spoon with pancake batter all over it. He quickly grabbed my wrist and twirled me into him, taking the spoon and smearing the batter all over my face.

“Zachary Dempsey i’m going to murder you!” I squealed, punching him in the shoulder lightly. He chuckled and then wiped my face off with a paper towel.

“Oh be quiet, you love me.” He remarked.

He was right about that. It was times like this where I felt the happiest. Thankfully enough my parents were on their annual anniversary trip, leaving the house to Clay and I for a whole week. Bless up. Instead of being that teenager who throws a party once their parents leave the driveway, I invited my goofball of a boyfriend Zach over. And that’s better than any party in town if you ask me.

I walked over to the stove and flipped the pancake on the skillet, revealing its burnt side.

“That one is for you Dempsey.” I laughed while sprinkling mini chocolate chips onto the pancake. His muscular arms wrapped around my waist as he rested his head on top of mine.

He chuckled and I continued to make the pancakes as he traced circles on my hips with his thumbs.

“How do you manage to ruin the first pancake you make?” He laughs. I slap his thigh and we both started laughing. It doesn’t take much for me to smile when i’m with Zach, just being around him can make my day.

Clays POV•

I woke up to the sound of a bunch of giggling and squealing…and the smell of chocolate chip pancakes that happen to be my favorite. There was a familiar deep voice echoing through out the house and I knew exactly who that voice belonged to. Zach Dempsey. Knowing that a guy like him is dating my sister just makes my stomach turn. I didn’t want to get up and see his face. But the smell of the pancakes tempted me. I needed to keep a close eye on them anyway.

I slid out of my bed and slipped a pair of sweats over my legs and crept outside my room.

The laughter gets louder and the aroma gets stronger as I get closer to the kitchen. I rested my body against the door frame of the kitchen as I watched Zach and Y/N cooking. His arms were wrapped around her like he was afraid to lose her. This was the first time i’ve ever seen them cuddled up and truly changes my perspective of their relationship.

Normally I would ruin their alone time or try to convince Y/N that he wasn’t right for her, but now I know why she blocks out everything I say. He cares for her almost as much as I do.

He showered her with small kisses and looked at her with a sparkle in his eye that was almost impossible to fake. Maybe Dempsey was good for my sister. I took a deep breath then walked to the table and sat down. “Morning guys!” I smiled.

Readers POV•

“Morning guys!” Clay smiled. I smiled back and so did Zach. “Morning Clay.” We both said in unison.

“Well the pancakes are almost done so Zach go sit at the table i’ll go put them on the table right now.” Zach went to the table and sat with Clay.

A short moment after I brought he pancakes to the table. I sat the plate of pancakes in front of the guys. “Pancakes for my two favorite guys in the world!” I said, seating myself at the table. The rest of the morning was filled with laughter from all of us, even Clay. I think Clay is finally accepting my relationship with Zach.


I know I say this at the end of every imagine I do but I really think that this one wasn’t very good at all. I have complete writers block right now and nothing good is coming from that. I’ve been a bit stressed out lately and frustrated and I think I could’ve done way better on this but I didn’t want to keep you guys waiting. On the bright side I have 3 more imagines coming up that will possibly all be posted before Monday! Hopefully my writing gets better by then. I hope you guys enjoyed reading this. My request box is STILL open so if you have anything you wanna know or any imagine ideas feel free to put them in there. Thanks for reading! 💖

(Gif isn’t mine!)

Originally posted by knightlley

A Contained Mess

Request: Kylo Ren plus dry humping please god!!”

Pairing: Kylo Ren x Reader

Word Count: 926

Warnings: Smut (obviously)

A/n: I’m screAMING!!!! Riding Kylo’s thigh involved!! Yes!!!

Originally posted by sensualkisses

The silence was almost unbearable. It was only rarely broken by the beeping of the monitor that demanded a sliver of attention, easily being hushed by the pressing down of your lazy finger. It was just you in the office, everyone else had gone to celebrate the success of an offensive mission against the Resistance. You would have gone too, but the centre needed at least one able body to look after it. You had drawn the short straw, and so found yourself in a position of absolute monotony, rocking on your creaky chair as the steady squeaks and quiet beeps started to cause your ears to ring.

“Hard at work I see.” A robotic voice echoed across the dimly lit room, surprising you to the point of almost falling off the office chair.

“Blast, Kylo!” You breathed, holding a hand up to your chest. “You scared me.”

“Forgive me,” He chuckled in response, the delightful sound contradicting the droning crackles that his helmet produced. “I came to look for you when you weren’t at the party.”

You groaned as a red button lit up, beeping annoyingly, compelling you to lean over in your chair to swat it down.

“Unfortunately, I got stuck overwatching the ship’s main console. Really, quite thrilling work.” You said with a dissatisfied huff. Kylo removed his helmet, placing it on your work station with a smirk.

“Would you like me to help you… pass the time?” He asked, taking a seat next to you.

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anonymous asked:

Romantic sex in bath with Jeonghan (He's treating you like princess) I'd love to read that <3

welp because of the romantic aspect this turned out long with a lot of fluff in the beginning… hope you like it ♥

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» 4,444 words 

The closer a certain date had come, the more excited about it Jeonghan had become, and the more he wanted to do something about it.

It would be your very first anniversary as an official couple, and it had to be celebrated.

He had gone through countless options regarding what he should do, and after deciding that some were a bit too grande for a first anniversary, he had settled with a few simpler ones he knew you’d still appreciate.

Jeonghan felt his phone vibrate, and his lips curved into a smile when he saw the message from you.

‘I’m on my way now ♥’

After he had replied it, Jeonghan went to the mirror in his bedroom, where he still made sure he looked fine. He was wearing a white button-down tucked into a pair of black jeans that were on the tighter side, and his hair was neatly done, so he decided there was nothing to fix.

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loveisalaserquest17  asked:

It feels a bit silly to come to your inbox since we're actually chatting but you're good and you're indulging me in this, so. I'd like to have a comparison between songs harry wrote, like a timeline of his writing characteristics, something that shows how he's grown in term of songwriting, and maybe a little flash forward to his solo album? I know you've already made posts about SG, IICW and WITW, but maybe you could sum them all up and starting from the origins? And including Don't let me go?

Thank you for this ask, Julie!

I looked through the list of songs available to the public for which Harry shares writing credit. 

2011: Taken, Everything About You, Same Mistakes

2012: They Don’t Know About Us, Summer Love, Still the One Irresistible, Don’t Let Me Go

2013: Story of My Life, Happily, Right Now, Something Great

2014: Just a Little Bit of Your Heart (for Ariana Grande), I Love You (for Alex and Sierra), Not Our Fault (for Gavin Degraw)

2014: Where Do Broken Hearts Go, Fool’s Gold, Night Changes, Stockholm Syndrome, Change Your Ticket

2015: Perfect, If I Could Fly, Olivia, Walking in the Wind, AM

2016: Someday (for Michael Buble)

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♡ Drabble Celebration ♡

While I was gone, we reached a milestone! 7,000 followers?!?! Thank you so much everyone!! You guys are amazing. To celebrate, I thought I’d make a little prompt list and you guys can send in some character x reader pairings alongside the dialogue for me to write a little drabble for you! Thank you so much, once again, y’all are fantastic ♡♡

I’ll write for Marvel, Star Wars, Harry Potter, and the actors within these fandoms

1. “I’m gonna throw up, I hope that’s alright with you.”

2. “Hey, do you think this is a good idea?”
  “This is probably the worst idea I’ve heard in the past year, but I’m feeling a little tipsy so I’m willing to put that aside.”

3. “Tell me you didn’t eat my fucking lasagna.”

4. “Following people isn’t very polite, you know.”

5. “Can I count on you to dig me out if this collapses?”

6. “I can’t feel my toes.”

7. “I hope you drown in that mug of coffee.”

8. “I broke my nose for this?!”

9. “I love you more than ever.”

10. “You called the cops?!”

11. “Where the hell is the front door?!”

12. “Don’t run!”
    “But he’s staring at me!”

13. “She would kill you in a heartbeat if it would get him back.”

14. “What happened to the fish?”

15. “I care about you more than you’d ever know.”

16. “Call me back, okay?”

17. “Was that a gunshot?”

18. “You didn’t actually kill him, did you?”

19. “Don’t leave me like this.”

20. “If you get blood on my sheets you’ll be wishing the bullet had killed you.”

21. “Don’t be an asshole this time, okay?”

22. “Wingman? Me? Your wingman?

23. “You’re cute when you hate me.”

24. “Marry me, not that jackass.”

25. “You’re being so needy right now”
    “I’m aware”

26. “Don’t be so childish.”

27. “Why do you have a shirt with my face on it?”

28. “Wait, are we dating?”

29. “You fucked up our whole night.”

30. “I hate love.”

31. “Don’t let go!”

32. “Where’d my mom go?”

33. “You ruined us.”

34. “You don’t seem to understand… She doesn’t care if she dies.”

35. “How’s she alive?”
    “I’ve been asking that since she was born”

36. “Would I lie to you?”
    “Yes! You would!

37. “Why are you touching me?”

38. “You’ve got some balls, pal.”

39. “You couldn’t have chosen a worse time to do that”

40. “You still believe in happy endings?”

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Fandom’s lost innocence

Every few months I feel sad about the loss of fannish culture as I’ve known it in the past. Every few months I make an effort to be more active on Livejournal/Dreamwidth/Tumblr, and every few months without fail that effort gets lost again in what just feels wrong somehow.

I’ve been wondering for years now what’s happened. And I think it’s that fandom, as a whole, has changed drastically.

We’ve lost our sense of wonder.

There’s so little pure excitement and joy about new things, it seems as if we’ve forgotten how to simply be happy and enjoy something. Everything gets taken apart and studied under a microscope of proper representation, privilege and artistic merit. And when it’s found wanting, which inevitably happens to almost all things, it’s torn apart with a viciousness that no friendly group will gather for fear of being included.

We’ve gone from celebrating each bit of progress in opening up mainstream culture to complaining that each step taken is not yet enough, and this creates a feedback loop of criticism and negativity. You’re only supposed to enjoy the perfect gems, while all other offerings must be discarded because they’re flawed in some way.

Take Buffy the Vampire Slayer as an example. I remember watching this when it first aired, and I remember the sheer amazement of having Willow in a homosexual, loving relationship. Sure there was criticism, but in plenty of fannish circles, Joss Whedon got praised to the high heavens for including this and for portraying Willow and Tara as no different than their hetero and/or demon-loving counterparts.

Today I think he’d get torn apart for sending Willow back to Oz at the end (bi-erasure) (brain-fart on my part, of course she later was in a relationship with Kennedy, not wolfie), for killing off Tara (of course the lesbian had to die), for appropriating artifacts of various cultures, for turning Willow evil only after she’d entered a same sex relationship, for so many other reasons. Don’t get me wrong, there was plenty of criticism for this at the time, but we didn’t focus on the bad things so much that we overlooked the massive progress it meant to have two complex female characters in love in a mainstream tv series, and have it drawn just like a “regular” relationship. Today, I fear, the joy over this progress would get lost. It would be seen as a step forward but flawed, and thus not worth anything.

I’ve seen this happening in the Hobbit fandom in the past few years, and in the overall reception of the movie trilogy. Is it perfect? Dear god, no. Is it as good as the LotR movie trilogy was? Absolutely not. The trilogy has flaws, it has bloat, and it has moments that really shouldn’t have been included. But the criticism sometimes feels deliberately hostile and harsh because the movies aren’t perfect. There are plenty of wonderful moments in there, plenty of characters who’ve been given depth they never had in the book.

We got considerably more female representation than before with the Hobbit, in what I think really was the only way to do it without gender-bending an existing character (which would never have flown with the studio or large parts of the book-based fanbase). And yet Tauriel as a character gets massive amounts of backlash. She’s considered the “token female character”, she’s a Mary Sue, she’s too privileged, she’s only there as a love interest… the list can go on for ages. A lot more people find redeeming points with the Necromancer than with Tauriel.

There was a similar reaction to Arwen’s role in the LotR movies, back in the day. At the time, the backlash came from the mostly male gatekeeper fans who considered her not pure enough and not enough of a canon warrior to be allowed to play a bigger role. With Tauriel, Peter Jackson pushed past that and ignored the purist complaints to make the trilogy a less “bloke-ish movie” (to paraphrase from Martin Freeman). He essentially delivered on what we might have wished for in LotR, and in my opinion did fairly well given the studio constraints and their demands for her to be a love interest or scrapped. And yet he gets derision and negativity without acknowledgment that it’s a step forward again to have a new female character with considerable screentime in a movie where the canon material doesn’t make room for her.

I just wish we could go back to praising progress without demanding perfection at the same time. There will never be perfection, so all this attitude achieves is that it leaves a bad taste in your mouth when you watch/read/hear something you like. Let yourself enjoy something, see the good bits without the flaws. See the growth and progress. Hold the content creators accountable for steadily improving, but don’t just tear them apart for not getting it completely right when they’re already pushing the boundaries. They’ll push again next time and gain a little more ground, and it’s in that way that growth happens for us to enjoy.

And that joy and wonder is what I wish we’d all get back.