sorry i know it's lame

anonymous asked:

I know this is a bit more serious than your normal awesome anons so I'm sorry, but I really look up to you as an artist and wanted to know if/how you deal with negative feelings about your art? I just spent the past hour trying to draw anything remotely good and I'm crying and so frustrated and hopeless. It doesn't help that I keep giving up for months on end but it's so hard to deal with. Do you have any advice? I'm sorry you don't have to answer I know it's not a cute or funny ask I'm sorry

Please don’t feel the need to apologize, I appreciate your ask, it’s okay!
I understand what you’re going through, especially since I constantly feel like I’m disappointing myself or that I can do so much better. For me, I think the best thing to do is to not deprecate yourself. You’re doing your best, and it’s amazing that you decided to pick up a pencil today, you’re doing great already! 

Try to find the things that you’ve done well in your drawings! Maybe that one brush stroke was really smooth and your lines are amazing or that color looks really good and that one circle actually looks like a circle. Even if it’s a really small detail or something you liked during your drawing process, then you’re succeeding !!

Take your time, and be lenient with yourself. If it feels like you’ve been drawing for hours and nothing turns out the way you want it to, take a break. you can come back to it later, you did your best for the day, it’s okay
Allow yourself to doodle whatever else is on your mind without thinking about how good it should turn out, kind of like as stress-reliever or just to blep down silly ideas

Be proud of what you can do because you’re giving it your all, you’re constantly improving with every line you make, and you’re the only one who can draw the way you do! even if it wasn’t a complete piece, whatever you’ve drawn is already making you a better artist, so please keep going <:

Episode 12x01 spoilers, watch out for unoriginality since people have probably already done this

@destieldrabblesdaily Shirley this is all your fault (I guess you could say happy really late birthday I don’t know)


Happy Birthday Byun Baekhyun!

My dearest and who I love the most Baekhyun,
I wish nothing but all the happiness in the world that you deserve. The one who is made of love, I cannot thank you enough for all the affection you have showed towards us and I wish and hope all our love for you, you feel it too. The light of my life, who holds the infinity to my universe, what you want in future and all your dreams whether small or big, I promise to you my forever :)
I ❤ you my bub…

icecreamwithsprinkles  asked:

Here's a prompt! Kurotsuki and anything involving video games :D

ooooh man video games, okay here we go

“Oooooo, no you don’t!” Tetsurou grinned, biting his lip as he shoved Kei causing Yoshi to fall off the track and allow Toad to bypass him crossing the finish line.

“Woooooooooooo!!!!!!” Tetsurou stood, arms raised in victory.

“Hey! That’s cheating,” Kei scowled up at him.

Tetsurou plopped back down next to him, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. “Sorry Moonbeam, all’s fair in love and Mario Kart.”

Kei raised an eyebrow. “Is that so?”

“Yes it most certainly is. Now, we’re tied again, so what do you say to one last round? Loser does the dishes?”

“Okay, I’m game,” Kei replied, with a small smile.

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of piano players and restaurants

Genre: can you guess it?

Words: 7.970, Jesus Christ. I need to be stopped.

Warnings: Alcohol is mentioned like… twice…

Summary: Phil is a waiter working in his best friend’s restaurant. One day, when the owners decide to hire a new pianist since their last one was a complete fail, Phil is kind of skeptical about it — can you blame him? The last pianist was insane — but once he meets Dan Howell, he realizes it’s not as bad as he thinks.

a/n: Again. One of those stories that I could’ve left at 2k but then I went, “THESE CHARACTERS DESERVE MORE AND SO DOES THE STORY AND I CARE ABOUT IT TOO MUCH TO LEAVE A NORMAL ENDING,” so yeah. God. I need lessons on how to not let myself get carried away.

This is also for my beautiful beautiful friend/wife Ravie, whose birthday is in like two weeks and a couple of days but I like to give her earlier presents. (also hi Ravie. It’s just a habit to give you longfics as presents whoops.)

(also it’s getting really ironic how I can only write cheesiness when I hear Hyper Music.)

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     A night owl, he had always been and that never changed even after he entered this new world. Well, it wasn’t new any longer but it still wasn’t what he was accustomed to. It wasn’t home.

    He was seated in front of his tent with a lamp next to him and gaze lifted towards the starry sky.  The sky’s certainly much different here .. that’s for sure. He was fully aware of the vast difference but he still couldn’t help but compare the two worlds. Perhaps he was just far too homesick but this was his decision. He had decided that he would remain in Nohr and spend the rest of his life here. He couldn’t help but wonder how everyone was back home.

    He sighed and leaned back a bit. This homesickness would never cease would it ? He rose up from his spot and took a moment to stretch his muscles out.  Well, I suppose I can get some dance practice in–  

    Footsteps startled him out of his thoughts and he quickly posed himself into battle position. He had already unsheathed his blade, ready to defend and attack. The figure had suddenly raised his hands up as if he didn’t mean any harm and moved towards the light. The darkness was unveiled by the faint flames from his lamp and revealed a familiar face. 

    Oh. He breathed a sigh of relief and slid his sword back into it’s scabbard.  It’s just you, Silas. What are you doing up so late ? I’m surprised you’re even up at this time.  He eventually flashed him his usual smile.

I decided to draw Rocco from his intense ranked battle days for my sweet bun @squid-nerds ♥ ♥ ♥ Ranked battles are too intense for this squib.