i'm really having a hard time trying to post this

I’m so sorry that i haven’t really posted art recently, but I’m all good now and can start posting art again. Thank you for being patient with me ^^
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mh22  asked:

Jakie ( sorry if I spelt it wrong Sorry ;-;) I'm not rushing you or anything but where's x-tale comic ? (Plz don't go angry at me ;-;) I've not seen in it in a while. You don't need to rush, you can take your time ;-; I'm asking this question because I'm only wondering Plz don't angry at me ;-;


Take some coffee

Plushie coffee.

I can’t post more pages for Xtale for now because I’m trying to finish the hard scenes for the next episode of Underverse. Also I have to translate The Truce to spanish, too (A stupid kid filled my DA with crap like “Aah you fuck us We latin people because you always do everything in english because we latin people don’t pay you on Patreon” … I could explode really, really hard, but I’m trying to stay patience so take that coffee plushie and wait.

anonymous asked:

(rape tw) Can you explain why you don't think HIV+ people have a moral responsibility to tell potential partners their status, if that is indeed your position? I understand that if they have an undetectable viral load and they practice safer sex, the risk of transmission is very low, but it still exists, no? I'm just trying to understand. I have HPV and I feel guilty for not telling the man who raped me beforehand, and that's not even a potentially fatal illness, just an inconvenience. (1/2)

(2/2) I want to support HIV+ people and not make their lives harder, but I’m having a really hard time with this perspective from an ethical standpoint.

(anon sorry, i answered this but forgot it in my drafts)

anon, i’m not really sure where this is coming from since i haven’t posted about this in a while [since this came in before my other post got resurrected] but i’ll try to explain (and forgive me, this got so damn long but i’m quite swamped lately and have no time to edit)

i don’t think i’ve said that there’s no responsibility to disclose, and i wonder what made you think i did, but the main point i want to get across is that it doesn’t really matter what i think about the morality of nondisclosure in any given situation — what matters is whether i think it should be a serious crime. this is a separate question because the law isn’t about morality, in this case it should be about public health.

and these laws are a resounding failure from a public health perspective, especially since as written they penalize testing and usually completely fail to take into account the risk level of the activity (including condom use) or even whether transmission actually occurred (even when the charge is “criminal transmission”!). these laws were born out of stigma, not science or real ethics. but you don’t have to take my word for it; this is the accepted position among HIV/AIDS and sexual health advocacy organizations, and even the CDC is recommending that they be reviewed. i really recommend reading what these organizations have to say about it. from a quick search UNAIDS’s policy brief (pdf) seems pretty good and clear but there is much more out there.

i’m so sorry about what happened to you and i want to know that you’re not at fault at all. no rape survivor is at fault for their rape or for the consequences of the rape for the rapist. he chose to do that to you, and he accepted the risks that came with that. that is entirely on him!

i think a major problem with the debate about disclosure is that, as the UNAIDS brief says, it “places […] responsibility for HIV prevention exclusively on those already living with HIV and dilutes the public health message of shared responsibility for sexual health between sexual partners.” this applies to other STIs as well. we all have to take responsibility for our own sexual health, at least when it comes to acts we consented to.

even if it may seem to make sense on a moral level, placing the entire responsibility on people who know they’re positive for HIV or any other infection just doesn’t work. there will always be people who don’t know their status or can’t know their status for sure because they were exposed too recently. these people can’t disclose, yet if they are HIV+ they pose a much greater transmission risk than people who know they’re positive because they can’t possibly be accessing treatment, because transmission risk is highest in the acute infection stage when they’ve first contracted HIV, and because they’re less likely to be taking the additional safer sex precautions that they’d take if they knew.

there is still a profound stigma against people living with HIV and other STIs. when we’re influenced by this stigma, we’re likely to focus on finding someone to blame for transmission (or even the possibility of transmission). when we reject the stigma, we can focus on effective methods of prevention which involve helping everyone accurately judge their risk level and make informed choices to protect themselves.

you mention that safer sex with someone with an undetectable viral load is very low-risk (so low-risk, in fact, that i don’t think there’s ever been a documented case of transmission under these circumstances) but that any risk is too much. it’s fine if you feel that way; you set your own boundaries. but sex with someone who doesn’t know their status is much riskier. so is it morally permissible not to disclose to your partners that you don’t know your status? and should not disclosing that be a crime?

i don’t think most people think so, or they haven’t thought about it. to a lot of people, not knowing their status is normal, because their sexual choices are governed by assumptions: they assume that they are negative, for HIV, HSV, etc., and they assume that everyone they have sex with is negative, unless they say otherwise. they assume this partly because of lack of education, and partly because of stigma. we think of people with STIs as dirty, reckless, less than virtuous. we don’t want to think of ourselves or the people we’re intimate with that way. but of course, people with STIs are not those things — having an STI is an entirely morally neutral characteristic of a person. and these assumptions about ourselves and others aren’t sound. they are actually an obstacle to STI prevention.

so these debates trouble me because they obscure the fact that the best practice for everyone is to get tested regularly, disclose what you know about your status (including whether you know it!), and ask about your partner’s status, making it clear that it’s safe for them to be honest. and when we place all responsibility on people who know they’re positive, we validate our assumptions that everyone is negative, but we have to challenge those assumptions if we want to protect ourselves and each other. we have to acknowledge that when we decide to have sex based on the assumption that our partner must be negative, we are taking a risk. even in a world where everyone who knows they’re positive disclosed — and i believe most do — this would be a risk.

the sooner we can accept this and reject stigma, the sooner we can take steps toward more honest and open communication in our sexual lives and make healthy, fully informed choices, the sooner we can stop the spread of HIV.

anonymous asked:

Hi Internet Dad, feel free not to answer if this ask is too depressing, but I've got an existential melon-scratcher for you: with all the Awful Things going on in the world (and the US specifically), do you have any advice on how to keep from becoming hopeless? Because I've been struggling a lot with how to even go about my day-to-day when all I can think about are the horrors that I see in the news. I'm desperately trying to believe that things will get better, but it's hard to believe. Help?

I think this is easier for some people than for others. Compartmentalization can be learned, but some people also do it very naturally while others don’t. So it’s tough to offer advice on how to separate the personal life you have to live from your membership in a society that feels like it’s crumbling around us. 

I was re-reading an old post I made recently which I think relates to this. I have a really tough time with sadness. Some people, most people, can process sadness and rebound – listen to a sad song and then be fine, watch a tragic movie and come out okay, have a good cry and feel cleansed – but often I have only two levels, “not sad” and “nothing but sad”. So I don’t read books or watch movies where the main character dies, I don’t read fic tagged “unhappy ending” or “major character death”, I don’t watch sad real life stories (much; depends on how well I feel like I can cope with it on any given day). Because unlike most people, it will still be affecting me days later, and that makes it tough to function.  

There are a lot of coping mechanisms for the terrible news in the world around us. The one I favor is not watching the news. What news I get, I read, rather than watch, because I can control my consumption, I can stop and do something else for a little while, and I can look up counterpoints while I’m still on the original article. I have a deal with my parents that they, news junkies, don’t get to watch certain news stories while I’m home – if Trump is on the TV, for example, the deal is we mute it, and I tolerate the rest of the news that they’re constantly watching. 

You can also look up inspirational stories, I’m pretty sure there are websites dedicated to happy news like people rescuing babies from riptides and such. Or you can resolve that every time you feel like you’re drowning in the horror, you do one thing to help fix the world, like calling your senator or scheduling to go to a protest or giving a dollar to a charity, and then you’re allowed to go back to your actual life. 

Also, and I want you to really listen to this: “it’s hard to believe things will get better” is a huge flag to me because it’s something people with depression say A LOT. The struggle you’re dealing with doesn’t have to apply to you personally for it to be a personal problem. If you are having trouble functioning in your personal life because of the outside world, that can still be depression. So you should consider this, do a little self-examination, and maybe speak to a doctor or a therapist about how you’re feeling. They can help you sort out whether this is just “maybe I’m watching too much news” or whether you have a chemical imbalance going on in your brain. 

It is a tough time we live in. So you are certainly not alone in struggling with this. But if you’re struggling this much, I hope you can find some ways to climb out of that a little, because I think the world is still worth hoping for.

anonymous asked:

I love writing and i really wanna write a klance fic but i haven't written in a while because i'm really insecure about my writing. I stop after like a sentence. Do you have any tips/motivation when trying to write. BTW it's a klance BAND au where keith is the lead singer. ALSO, I love OTI, can't wait for an update !

bruh i have a degree in music i am ALL ABOUT BAND AUS!!!!!!!!!!!!

In all honesty, it’s really hard to deal with insecurity regarding your writing. Even now, every time I post a chapter I have this overwhelming urge to delete it. That oneshot I posted a week or so ago was even worst - I was like “THIS IS IT. IM DONE. THIS IS WHERE PEOPLE REALIZE THEY WERE ALL FOOLED INTO THINKING I’M A DECENT WRITER”. Tbh I think insecurity and doubt in your skill is a bit of an intrinsic trait for anyone who makes art. 

The only advice I have is to know that your art, no matter its quality, is valid and important. All art is important, it’s honestly one of the few things that redeem the human race imo. Make art because you want to, not for any other reasons. You’ll have to tough through a lot of self doubt and self confidence problems but I can assure you that that’s normal (I literally do it every time I sit down to write). If you want to make art you just have to make it, ignore the angry screaming of your mind telling you you aren’t good enough because they’re fucking wrong dude. 

That’s the best I’ve got. You aren’t alone in it, though. Being an artist of any kind is hard but it’s such an important job. 

kashisart  asked:

I really apreciage what you do and truly respect your choices, but it's gonna be hard for those who follow you and who their mother tongue isn't English. Anyways, I'm still excited for it and will try to get the shit happening in it :')

Oh!! i actually didnt think about that! D: 

If anyone would like to take the time to translate Underlie into different languages, i have no problem with that! If any of you are interested in doing so, please let me know so i can reblog/post/link different versions of the written updates accordingly! 

I’m hoping the pictures i add to the updates will help, but i understand that it will be quite difficult to follow with the new format u///u 

My apologies, friend! 

Hey, guys! I wanted to announce that I’m joining the PIxel Horror Jam that starts in July. It’ll be about four months long, running until the end of October, but because of ~reasons~ I’m not certain I’ll be able to commit to all that time. Details on that below.

But the game itself! It’s called Achroma, if the art up there didn’t give that away. It’s… a difficult thing to describe, but the idea is that you play a robot person living in a society governed by an autocratic AI. Also, um, the robots have technicolor blood - except for you. Yours is grey. Listen it’s a little bit of a weird game.

But, good news: you get to play as this cute robo person:

(I got real lazy with the hands and feet…)

Also here’s some more random concept art (I’ve been satisfying my urge to get started by messing around with random pics.)

I’ve got the game outlined and about 50% of the script done. My plan is that it’ll be fairly short, maybe an hour or two at most and visual novel-y in genre. I’m not trying for anything real ambitious here, just a small little thing.

So - what about DE, and what about the time thing? Well, my next semester of college includes a few very demanding classes. During that time, I doubt I’ll be able to focus much on else besides. So DE will have to go on hiatus until after next semester - I might work on it in the meanwhile, but I don’t want to make promises. As for this: I didn’t want to start DE and then drop it again, but I also didn’t want to do nothing. So I’ve decided to try and make this little oneshot game. If the due date comes and it’s not complete, I imagine I’ll just post what I have, maybe return to it when I have more time to devote.

Anyway, thanks for hanging around. I’m excited to see where this goes.

anonymous asked:

Made up fic title: Sinking, not drowning

Notes: Hey sugarplum! This is SOOOO late, and IDK even which pairing you wanted, but here we are XS

Fake Title Prompts

On their first day of junior High, Robert sat Jace and Alec down as a nursing Maryse watched over an excitable Izzy picking out her first day outfit.

“You’re both men now,” he intoned, eyes flickering over both his sons—one whom had inherited all his striking angles, and dark mop of hair, and then Jace. The orphan he and Maryse had adopted only a few years prior. Jace who sometimes finds himself staring at the mirror in his room, cursing his fair hair and mismatched eyes. Cursing the painfully physical reminder that he’ll never truly be considered a Lightwood, that he’ll always be the boy who disappointed his birth father over and over again. The boy who had his falcon murdered because he has no idea how to divide love from subserviency. The boy who was so unwanted that his mother died while giving birth to him, and who his father despised ever since.

Jace will always be marred with the title of Wayland—never a Lightwood.

“You boys need to take care of each other and your baby sister and brother.”

“I know that dad,” Alec sniffed with an imperious tilt of his dark head.

“Alright, alright, no harm in the reminder Alexander. I just want you both to keep on being true, alright? Always remember that strength is not found in the force behind our fists, but the dignity of our character. Right?”

“So much for we break noses and accept the consequences,” Alec snorts before their father playfully grinds his knuckles into his scalp.

Jace forces himself to laugh, and pretends that he didn’t see the sheen in Robert’s eyes that he and Maryse always seem to get whenever they so much as glide over Jace’s less than pristine past, a past of abuse and neglect by his birth parent.

Simon Lewis is everything bombastic effervescence, and cheeky grins that rival the incandescent rays of light that dance over his chocolate eyes, and make them sparkle in a way that snatches the breath right from Jace’s lungs.

Jace thinks that he might be slightly fucked when their teacher swings off the year by conducting one of the arbitrary, ice breakers that they always seem to be forced into, and Jace is partnered with sunlight personified.

“My favorite color’s blue, my favorite superhero is Spider-man, cause duh, and baseball ’s the best and only sport that I’ll actually sit down and watch.” Simon crows without even a breath between words just as soon as Jace plops down in front of him in the small desk—forcing their knees to brush up  against each other every few minutes or so.

“Baseball? Like the slowest sport in the history of ever?” Jace deadpans, brows craned and the corner of his mouth tugging up in a small smile.

“I like the atmosphere, and peanuts.” Simon sulks, his face scrunched up sourly—and honest, it should’ve been Jace’s first sign that Simon was it for him  when he found the expression cute over anything else.

“Yeah, well I like Italian food but you don’t see me embedding myself into the nearest mob.”

“M’kay, one I’m pretty sure that’s borderline offensive, and two totally not leveled playing fields. You’re comparing  a weekend at Fenway, to waking up with a dead horse nuzzling your neck.”

“I dunno,” Jace gives a one armed shrug. “Sounds pretty equal levels of terribleness too me.”

Simon’s eyes sharpen, impressed, and Jace can’t help the swell of pride in his chest over the development.

“I bet Peeta would not even try recruiting you.”

“Yeah, well they also end up killing thousands upon thousands of the animals they claim to be saving  on a yearly basis—can’t say that I’m too broken hearted over the thought. And hey, wasn’t your assumption that the mob actually slices up poor, defenseless horsies borderline offensive  towards their organization?”

Simon barks out a laugh, and Jace thinks he is in serious danger of drowning in the color of his irises.

They sit besides each other for the remainder of that year.

“And that is when the conquistadors first infiltrated the Mayan land,” professor Herondale intones, seemingly completely oblivious to how half her class is about to keel over in boredom at her Ken Berns like monotone.

Jace is jolted out of his daydreams of actually making the baseball team when a crumpled up piece of paper smacks him in the forehead.

He cuts a menacing snarl towards where Simon is dutifully sketching in his paper pad, the slightest of leers playing on the edges of his lips. Jace doesn’t open the ball for another five minutes, just to be contrary, and is rewarded by increasingly peeved off gestures Simon directs his way over Maia’s head, who in turn just sighs—long suffering—and lodges a pen to Jace’s temple.

“Fucking hell,” Jace rubs over the tender spot while reading Simon’s note.

More borderline offensive, Prof Herondale trying to pronounce Spanish names, or the Asian neighbor from Breakfast At Tiffanies?

Jace pretends he isn’t so totally giddy while he scrawls back a counter.

They’re not best friends, not really. Simon will always have the spindly redhead that he declares as his plutonic soulmate, and Jace would never bestow that title on anyone but Alec and all his surliness.

So no, Jace and Simon are most definitely not best friends…But sometimes Jace is convinced that they must be more than just ordinary friends too.

Simon’s the only person Jace wants to be around on the anniversary of his father’s death—The lightwoods are all always so unsure on how to act, whether to ignore it considering he’s a proven, abusive monster, or to try and bring up the idea of therapy to Jace once more. What they never seem to understand is that no matter all of that horrendous shit that Valentine had put Jace through, he was still his father. He made him spaghetti when he was sick, and bought him all the books he could ever want, and he was there (Which is sure a whole hell of a lot more than what most kids could say about their fathers.) So what if he wasn’t exactly a Robert Lightwood, or Adon Lewis—He was Jace’s dad.

Simon’s at least ignorant to the whole mess—he still sees Jace as some chill dude that he actually likes hanging out with, and not the broken boy that he had to save. It’s a nice feeling.

And for his part, Simon seems to search for only Jace’s company when he wants to string together his fantasies of the future. When he buoyantly explains his intentions of becoming a detective just like his father, because he loves solving riddles and helping the people who can’t help themselves.

Jace thinks he’s brilliant, but doesn’t tell Simon so, less it exposes his ever growing attraction.

Jace is listening to Simon recite the section of the Torah that he’s incorporated into his Bar Mitzvah’s speech, ready to help out if Simon forgets any words. But really, Jace’s much busier marveling over the round vowels and lyrical cadences of Simon’s voice speaking out loud the foreign words, over actually detecting him stammering over anything.

“You’re amazing—Ah, erm your speech…It’s amazing. You’re gunna do fantastic.”

“You think?” Simon’s smile radiates everything Jace wishes he had. He’s warmth, and beauty, and brightness through every layer, all rolled up into one perfect package. Jace thinks it was a daft mistake that Simon’s still here—friends with him—but a selfish, self indulgent part of him relishes that he is.

“Thanks for all your help goldilocks,” Simon squeezes Jace’s hand, and Jace swears his mind melts right out of his head.

They stand their for another moment—or hour—longer, until Jace cuffs to defuse the static in the air, before he does something really dumb, like kiss Simon.

“More borderline offensive, you fucking up your pronunciation or our parents trying to get everyone to do the Hokey Pokey?”

Simon shutters with a grimace. “Please no jokes, I still remember how my mom almost took out our neighbor’s eye during Beck’s ceremony while dancing the Macarena.”

Jace is pretty sure that he only genuinely laughs when with Simon.

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anonymous asked:

I uh, hope this isn't an annoying question or a bad time;; I was wondering, do you have any advice for someone who hates their art? Like. Has become such a harsh self critic that they've started feeling physical shame at even thinking of posting or making art for friends as a gift? It's gotten so bad that I don't even want to draw anymore. I hope I'm not being a bother, I'm sorry if I am

no bro im really proud you opened up, im not bothered at all. i can try to offer some advice, but you might not like it bc its. really hard.

your problem you say is that you hate your art and are embarrassed showing it to others. i can suggest that you continue to keep your art to yourself to spare yourself the grief this is causing you, however whether or not you do or dont, it is important that you take this time to practice issues you think you have, bc id never want you to stop drawing. if you think your proportions are off, spend some time really learning and applying. there are lots of guides online as well as books you can purchase to study the human form, or any other topics you might be having trouble with.

but when i say practice, i really do mean practice. if you want to build your skill to a level where you are comfortable, you need to learn the foundations of drawing. composition, value, anatomy, line weight, etc are all important, however its a lot to jump into.

take a close look at your art. shove away the self hatred for one moment and take a breath. look at your art like you would if it was someone else. what is the first thing that you would say is wrong with your art? and dont say “because its sucks” address the issue. you want help, you came for advice to get out of this mindset. you have to be willing to look at your art objectively and without bias, and not blame yourself for failing or screwing up. youre learning, its ok. no one is perfect at art, we all have our bad days, we all hate aspects of our art. its just what artist do.

it is not the end of the world because you find mistakes in your art. heck, i regret and hate a lot of my art bc im a nitpicky person and i find mistakes all the time, sometimes to the point i wont even look at art i was proud of ten minutes ago because im so ashamed and upset by it, but its critical you dont let that stop you from continuing your art. drawing can be a really fun hobby, if you let it be a fun outlet of creative energy and not turn it into a contest. give yourself a break, its okay to suck. we all have to start somewhere.

i cant give you a cure all, learning how to draw is a very difficult and time consuming activity. it can take years and lots of mental energy and it sucks when you arent in a place you think you should be. but please, let yourself make mistakes. evaluate your art with a level head, and apply those mistakes into your next piece. every failure is a learning opportunity.

if you ever need a nonjudgmental eye and some help with particular things concerning your drawings and how to apply techniques or help identifying issues or where to look for guides, id love to look at your art and help you, if you were comfortable with it that is. i hope you get to the point you can be confident in your art and proudly show your friends the things you made for them and yourself with your own hands, brain, and heart.

Unpopular opinion

Listen kiddos I appreciate y'all supporting everyone lil brothers starting to draw Gorillaz characters ‘cuz I know is good to support young and unexperienced artists so they stay motivated to progress yes I get it. But even if I don’t want to be rude™….. What about the actual artists who beat their asses every day to get their art more attention, literally some of them spend days working on something and y'all reblogging two sticks w/black spots instead of the art of this buddy who’s working really hard and also blaming themselves for not getting notes and feeling like shit. The point is PLEASE SUPPORT ARTIST, ALL KIND OF ARTISTS. NOT ONLY THE LIL BROTHERS/SISTERS OUT THERE, BUT ALSO OTHER ARTISTS THAT ARE HAVING A TOUGH TIME TRYING TO GET NOTICED. It’s not that hard to like/reblog a post and help them to reach the spotlight.

anonymous asked:

Thank you so much for your posts about confidence and self-deprecating. I'm not gonna lie, I've been having a really hard time with that sort of thing. I was feeling really bad just a few minutes ago, and I randomly decided to get on here(I think you're really talented, by the way). I started crying while I read those posts, and I honestly feel so much better. And I'm gonna try hard to follow your advice. Thank you so much. Have a good day.

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3

God bless you, Nonny.  And only the best of luck to you.  Hit me up whenever you need another positive kick in the pants.

I’ve been thinking of transitioning my blog away from Doctor Who because I haven’t loved it for a very long time but it’s hard because I’m comfortable there. It’s easy to talk about, make edits for, find things…it doesn’t take much work but I don’t really enjoy it. I don’t know. I still have a lot of DW things queued/drafted so they’ll still be posted but I might try leaning towards Marvel and probably Star Wars since the next episode is coming out soon.

…or maybe I’m just bored of tumblr…..¯\_(ツ)_/¯


Guys I’m trying REALLY hard to not think about how Spider-Man: Homecoming is available on digital cuz I’m going to buy the blu ray combo pack when it comes out and I shouldn’t spend extra money to buy both cuz I’m a broke college student. And I don’t have time to watch it right now really cuz I have work and school and homework. (But let’s be real I would MAKE time to watch it.) This post is just me convincing myself into buying the digital copy. But. I. Need. To. Save. My. Money. Does anyone else feel my struggle???? And omg does anyone plan on buying the mask version from amazon that’s like $45? I’m also very t e m p t e d.
Lol sorry for this ramble guys 😂🙈🕷❤️😍 -Danielle


Watercolor shenanigans; how much space it takes me to work (a big part of why I have a hard time working on it as much as I should lmao can you imagine if I didn’t have the house to myself) and a few WIPs.

This weekend my plan is basically finish up some watercolor WIPs and also work on acrylic. Gonna try to fix the abomination that was my first acrylic still life, wish me some fuckin’ luck because hoo boy that thing is a mess.