#critiques welcome

[cozylittleartblog]

i now understand how certain people felt when harpy eda was revealed 😳

prints here

#toh #the owl house #toh fanart #lilith clawthorne #hooty #toh finale #watching and dreaming #captioned #WOW. WOOO OW. GOODNESS. MA'AM. QPR PLEASE??? PLEASE??? WOW #i both literally am her and i want to kiss her. Wow! #she is the ideal woman. her particularly early 20th century fashion sense. she's a big nerd. she appreciates history. she's aroace. she's a #bird lady who can fly. she has curly hair. Oh Jeez It Does Not Get Better Than That #sorry anyway i cant believe i won twice in a row with ladies (queen and lilith) who are specifically tailored to me and no one else /j #digital art #illustration #a small victory against my art block even though this took like 4 or 5 days to chip through. but i did it #there are some parts i feel a little clueless about so #critiques welcome #lilith please pick me up and fly my gay ass off into the sunset please im beg

[agentkirin]

I've been a bit overwhelmed lately, and sometimes I find it helpful to do something deep in my comfort zone to get out of that funk. So here's a batch of starter Fakemon! Their names are Dandelamb, Sizzlet, and Bjornap respectively. I like how they look thus far, but I think it'd be cool to ask around for critique and then improve their designs accordingly. So please, tell me which one you'd choose, what might make you reconsider said choice, what you think is lacking, what you hope vs. expect of their finals, all that good stuff. I'd love to hear it :3

#pokemon #fakemon #fake pokemon #sheep #lamb #snake #cobra #bear #teddy bear #critiques welcome

[sydneighsays]

Just spent like 40 minutes trying to phonetically translate The Songchord from Avatar two. So I can sing it with her next time I decide to devastate myself by watching Avatar 2 again

Feel free to give any critiques/revisions I would love to make this more accurate

#avatar way of water #avatar 2 #songcord #zoe saldana #neteyam #lullaby #sad #help #critiques welcome #Youtube

[mike-haters-dni]

Holy shit guys real leaked st5 script pages

#the trouble i went to to format and export this #critiques welcome #idk how well i explained the very specific emotions i always imagine when writing #scenes from st5 #mileven #fanfiction #stranger things

[orangesoda-fizz]

sketching in science.

might transfer this to digital so I can make a piece out of it. Thoughts and crits are very welcome!!

time: ~5 minutes

#my art #fizzydraws #artists on tumblr #sketches #procrastination #lmao #critiques welcome #feedback appreciated #free palestine #free gaza

[lunar-eclipse-bunnies]

jade ninja au line up wip, critiques welcome this looks so wonky to me for some reason

#wip #digital wip #art wip #ninjago #harumi jade #harumi ninjago #jade ninja au #morro wu #tox ninjago #ninjago skylor #skylor chen #echo zane #ninjagoecho #princess vania #ninjago vania #prince benthomaar #ninjago benthomaar #critiques welcome #line art #character design

[rheesvandar]

My first art class homework I’m confident enough to post! It’s a redraw of this pic from the SPOP wiki (not traced!): https://she-raandtheprincessesofpower.fandom.com/wiki/Catra/Gallery?file=Shorthaircatra.png

I used Christopher Hart’s method for constructing the head and the whole thing was done in Procreate. Big thanks to my wonderful teacher AlexArtMe!

#spop catra #learning artist #critiques welcome

[ahhshoelah]

I didn’t expect grief. When I received my official ADHD diagnosis, I was ready to point my finger at everyone who ever called me lazy or selfish or unmotivated, ready to hold myself back from screaming the validity of my feelings into an unfeeling void. I had expected to feel a weight lifted. I had expected to gain hope. But I didn’t expect grief.

When the diagnosis was confirmed, the relief I felt was immediate. Finally an answer after all the questions I had been asking myself since I had had my first conscious thought. When the relief left me, anger took its place—what other emotion could I conjure when I heard the echoes of my loved ones telling me to just try a little harder, be a little better, give a little more. I was always trying harder. I was always one piece of straw away from breaking my back on the box they wanted to put me in. They weren’t allowed to be sorry. I didn’t want to let it go. I knew in my heart that I would forgive them, but my anger remained.

Somewhere though, a drop of grief bubbled up through the anger. Small at first, a gentle pop, just a whisper. That whisper soon became the small voice that had asked and begged and pleaded for help, clear as a bell. The echoes faded into the background as I shifted attention to her. Familiar, the quiet voice of the small girl rang. The unheard song of a girl who cried every time she couldn’t string the words together to express her feelings. The sensitive one, who felt too deeply, loved too carelessly and needed too much. The girl who tried to wear her traumas like a mask, an armor, to keep her safe. She was me, quiet and sensitive and unheard. 

I mourned the person she would have been if there were words to tell her story, to sing her song. It was a deep loss, seeing fleeting images of the person I might have been with the tools to help me through the worst challenges. Someone free of the torment of being trapped inside her head, someone with self-love and confidence. I mourned her. I took off my mask and so did she. The grief was so loud, an echoing cacophony, and so consuming that I hadn’t even realized that she was just my reflection. She was me.   

She said ‘thank you’, and I felt it like a vibration in every one of my bones. The echoes were scattered to the wind. Every hurt, every struggle, every tear shed broke free in one moment like some great steam vent screaming triumphantly toward the sky. I was allowed to say it wasn’t easy. I was forgiven for my shortcomings and allowed to finally see myself without donning the mask or the armor. The reflection was me and I was her and we were battle-worn and ready to recover. Now, I have to tell her story. My story. 

I didn’t expect grief, but I did learn from it.

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**Self-diagnosis is valid.**

Self-forgiveness is a powerful tool. You are the only one who is fighting your fight. Wear your armor today, equip your tools and remember to love yourself. I’m proud of you, exactly as you are right now. I will love you just the same when you take off your mask. Tomorrow will be here sooner than you expect, so keep your chin up.

#narrative #short story #self forgiveness #adhd #neurodiverse #grief #self diagnosis #be strong #love hard #feel deeply #be authentically you #masks #critiques welcome

[nugget-of-terror]

#non fandom #random doodles #working on posing #and backgrounds #mainly trying to simplify my drawing style #art wip #critiques welcome #advice would be appreciated #nugget draws

[bebrightrewrite]

Current Script:

Tin Man

Main Criticisms:

Abrupt ending

Dialogue Issues

Personal Criticisms:

Lack of magic exploration

Lack of personality in DG

Want more magic in terms of background characters

Disclaimer!

This rewrite or any future rewrites are a critique of the writer’s skills or taste of any viewers. This is based on my own taste and a desire to improve my craft based on the advise and criticisms of others on this platform or others.

#writing #tin man #rewrite #author #critiques welcome #constructive critism welcome

[ms-meredith-caine]

#short story #three things challenge #creative writing #challenge #blog post #critiques welcome

[cozylittleartblog]

lighting experiment

#artists on tumblr #art #oc #original character #tessa #character design #assassin #mercenary #static sky #neon #big thankies to kfrances and theneonfennec to helping me with the last mile of this #lighting is so so so so hard. i almost gave up on this completely wbjhsdfghjbdfg #but i DID IT with the power of Friendship. and Energy Drink #critiques welcome

[aediondraws]

the Magnus Protocol Character Designs

these are just my current headcanons, as well as some things I've seen from others. idk who came up with the Sam amputee hc but I rlly fwi! These aren't final, so feel free to tell me your hcs in the comments, I'd love to hear about them!!

Colin, Lena & Celia are next, and if i find the time I'll try to work on some others like Bonzo etc.

Some details:

#tmp #the magnus protocol #fan design #character design #tmagp #tmagp fanart #fictional podcast #the magnus pod #headcanon #alice dyer #samama khalid #gwendolyn bouchard #digital art #trans artist #digital drawing #haha they're so cute i'm sure they all have plot armour and nothing bad will happen right? right???!? #critique welcome

[snartfulisms]

Scouts step towards tolerance

#my boyfriend came up with this idea he’s so fucking funny #tf2 #team fortress 2 #scout tf2 #team fortress scout #tf2 fanart #he gave medic a formal apology after this #alt text #I’m very new to writing alt text #any critique is welcome

[zionmantis]

sneaky peek

sneaky peek

i started this project weeks ago as a collage (only showing this part) to get out some of my random sketches without taking so long to render (ha)

you can see how well that went.

experimenting with a lot of more traditional-style digital brushes like watercolors and whatnot (clip studio)

#critique welcome #disco elysium #disco elysium fanart #harry du bois #harry dubois #bisexual disaster man #he might be too young looking idk #much may change #or not #not even sure what that face is #HDB

[cadaverousdecay]

I found one of those things you call a mermaid on the pier the other night. All tied up and thrashing its poor body around like a fish caught in a net.

That image repulsed me. You know I've never been one for fishing. Even catch and release puts me off. I don't like to watch the poor thing slowly suffocating as it waits to be thrown back in, its gills heaving and sputtering for water.

That creature tied up on the pier, the gash of gills on its neck was heaving and sputtering just in that way, dark ocean water flowing out with every failed breath, it really made me sick.

I pulled out my pocket dagger and its attention was on me. Its eyes bulged wide and I wondered if, like a fish, it couldn't blink. The sight of my dagger set it off into another thrashing fit and I tried to calm it down. Poor thing didn't seem to understand a word. It kept opening and closing its faded lips, but nothing came out. Must've spoke some kinda fish language.

I held it firmly in place and slowly brought the dagger to the knots binding its wrists. It calmed down after seeing that I wasn't here to cut its flesh. Or maybe it had just lost all energy from being out of the water too long. Either way, it stayed still as I cut the ropes around its legs.

When it was freed, it just lay there on the pier. So still it might've been dead, other than the weak flapping of the gill at its throat. I needed to get it into the water, and fast.

I lifted it up, one arm under its neck, the other under its knees. Its skin was slightly warm, unlike any fish I'd ever briefly held. But the same clamminess. Warmer than its skin was the water spurting from its gills.

I stepped closer to the edge of the pier and the thrashing returned. It must've known it was going back home, and was getting excited. I took a step back to gather momentum, and pushed forward with all my might, throwing the creature in kicking and flailing.

It hit the water with a splash, and stayed at the surface for a moment. Almost like it was treading water. Must've wanted to say thanks. After a few seconds it slowly sunk down. Back to its home.

I imagined the slit in its neck filling up with ocean water and I could finally breathe easy again. I couldn't get that sick taste out of my mouth for awhile, though. Same sick taste of my first fishing trip.

"Who cut its neck?" I remember asking my mama as the fish struggled in my hand, tail thrashing, scales cold. She told me those were its gills, that's how it breathed. Through the slits in its throat.

"So it's breathing through its neck?"

"No, sweetie. Not now."

I took one last look over the pier into the dark water below, getting darker. That fish is breathing now. It's gotta be.

#my writing #short story #critique and comments welcome :) i havent written much in awhile lol #okay i added a bit what do we think