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mirsolya · 3 months
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My art for Monkey wrench, love this animation series
It's linework only yet, gonna post the final art when its done
Us & Them
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ao3commentoftheday · 2 years
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on perfectionism
There's a difference between striving for self-improvement and being a perfectionist. Working hard to do a good job or to be a better person is laudable. Being a perfectionist makes those things harder to accomplish.
The goal of being "perfect" isn't to improve, it's to avoid shame. If you're aiming for "perfect" instead of "better" then you're probably full of self-doubt and constantly worried about disappointing yourself and/or others. These negative emotions make it harder to take risks and try new things. They make it harder to experiment or to reach beyond your current skill level.
Perfectionists also spend their time focused on the end result. This means that they lose a lot of learning during the process or journey they took on their way to finishing. It also means they can fall into a trap of procrastination. If it's never finished then they'll never be judged for doing a bad job.
If you have perfectionist tendencies, you probably learned them from those around you. Either they are perfectionists and expect you to be one too or their actions pressured you into trying to be perfect in order to escape some form of pain.
Are you constantly being told that you're not good enough? That the things you do aren't done well enough? Are you punished severely for every mistake that you make? Are people always comparing you to someone else who's "better" than you are and asking why you aren't like them?
Perfectionism is a way of protecting yourself from those kinds of attacks and the way they make you feel.
Getting out of the loop of perfectionism takes a lot of time and practice and might also require the help of a therapist. But there are some things you can try to help you ease out of it, at least a little bit.
Give yourself the positive feedback you aren't getting from others. Positive self-talk and encouragement can counter some of the negativity you're otherwise being exposed to.
Allow yourself to make mistakes in areas of your life where those negative people aren't involved. Perhaps even do it in complete privacy at first. Make a mistake and feel the shame and disappointment, but follow that up with positive self-talk. Congratulate yourself on taking a step away from perfectionism. Find something beautiful or funny in the mistake. Realize that you're still okay, even though you aren't perfect.
And above all, remind yourself that your value doesn't come from being perfect. It doesn't come from the things you produce or the actions you do to support others. Your value is inherent and immutable. You're worthy because you exist. You are here and you are wonderful and you are loved. ❤️
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eldrtchmn · 8 months
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wip
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ratpappiart · 7 months
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Still not done but look at this lil guy :3
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mattsgaylilcomics · 2 months
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Astarion & Forrest [My bg3 Tav] I only had gotten the sketch done but I wanted to share it anyways because I was proud of it
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purpleanimeturtle · 7 months
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Nothing's new.
A quick 2012 Casey x Donnie fic. This is my first post on here so feel free to leave suggestions. I have also already started a possible second chapter so lets hope it goes well!
Donnie's P.O.V.
I was slow today, even slower than usual when compared to my siblings and friends. I am supposed to be the brains of our team anyway, my tech and inventions were a good compromise for whatever else I lacked. 
But today for whatever reason, something was wrong. I’m sure Sensei and my siblings could tell, heck, maybe even Casey. 
And yet I still trudged along, trying to match in strength of people that I have never even been equal to in the first place. But today my form was off, the jabs of my bo staff weaker, my face hot, my stomach mush and my limbs jelly. 
“Donatello,” Sensei said firmly, stopping everyone in the dojo. “After this sparring, I would like to talk with you, perhaps even meditate.”
As much as I would like to just crawl back to my lab and run some simple diagnosis on myself to try to see what was wrong, I knew I couldn’t escape my Sensei. 
“Hai, Sensei.”
The mentioned person did a quick nod in acknowledgment before turning to my two older siblings, who had already started sparing, not holding back.
‘This is how I die.’ I thought.
Once Leo and Raph were done sparring, (Leo almost won but Raph pulled a stunt last minute to win...) It was my turn. Against Casey.
We both took to our spots and stances, but of course Casey couldn’t just stay quiet too, god no, who would he be then? Nothing's new.
“Looks like you’re going against the one. The only. Casey-” 
“Hajime!” Sensei Splinter cut him off before he could go on about how “amazing” he was.
Casey sighed and I took it as an opportunity to strike, but just as I got close, I froze. The human still wasn’t looking at me at the moment, but just as he did our eyes met and I felt my body weaken, causing me to fall.
Or start to fall at least. My eyes flinched close as I awaited the impact that never came.
 My eyes creeped open to find that the one who caught me was none other than Casey. Fucking. Jones. Jones had caught me, even though it was the last one to touch the mat wins. I stared at him and felt my face get warm. 
‘He must’ve caught me out of reflex.’ I guessed, but that idea along with my stomach flipped when he winked at me before letting me fall the rest of the way to the ground.
I’m pretty sure everyone was laughing their heads off at the scene. But if they were I couldn’t hear them over the sound of my heart. 
He’s been doing that a lot lately. Even more than usual, I mean what started as kissy faces turned to wolf whistles. The excessive eye batting turned to winking. The snarky compliments turned into slightly suggestive ones. But the change that I hated the most was when he went from punching my arms to lightly tracing shapes all over me before acting like nothing happened and talking to someone else.
The light touches never failed to make me want to punch him in return, but the spots he touched were always left feeling like a mix of butterflies and fireworks were there and my body and mouth betrayed me by turning to jelly and leaving me speechless. 
I hated it.
But I always wanted more.
Call me needy, but I always want the attention of someone, that’s why I did so much for April, but that was stupid. Me always doing stuff for her and her not even giving me the time of day to talk to me.
Casey actually did give me time of day.
Wait.
DId he?
Do I?
I shot up as fast as I could and ran, no sprinted to my lab, completely forgetting about Master Splinter.
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ultimatedreamer104 · 2 months
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wip, thoughts??
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dookins · 1 year
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Incase anyone is wondering where my P03 art is lately.  I’m working on a 15 panel comic of @enigmacomics ‘s story Virtual Insanity on AO3.  So here’s a little teaser for the drama to come!  I’m still inking.  Than I plan on shading with hints of color :3
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gummmy · 10 months
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I absolutely love Little shop of horrors
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spiderssocks · 1 month
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lulu2992 · 11 months
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The maps of the Seeds’ bunkers need more work but...
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...significant progress was made!
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achillesnotfound404 · 13 days
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This autism shit ain’t funny anymore why tf do I have a hazbin hotel phone layout
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pixiu0 · 8 months
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Part 1- Neuvillete: Hold me
Warnings! : Rushed writing, not proofread
Characters - Neuvillete
Theme : Fluff
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For someone who is the class president, his personality is quite unexpected to say the least. Neuvillete is perceived as a cold, apathetic yet strong person by many, most of them would expect him to be not one to shed tears even during the toughest times yet here he was, curled up with his hands around himself and the uncountable amounts of soft plushies around him while he quietly sobs. His eyes were red and puffy with his hair all messed up. It would be an understatement to say that he looked pitiful and as to why he cried, you did not talk to him today and ignored his soft glances during class. He fell onto his bed, imagining the worst scenarios of what possibly led to you not talking to him? Were you mad at him? Did he do something to make you mad? Why?
Well, whatever the answer is, he will still cry and make the effort to apologize for whatever misdeed he possibly committed.
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The sun was out and the warm sunlight fell on Neuvillete's face. His eyes were red and puffy, quite expected after he cried the whole night. "What time is it.." He grumbled and picked up the clock on the nightstand. Neuvillete has always had a problem with expressing his feelings and processing them, he doesn't know what to do when he feels sad, happy or angry. It has always been a hassle, since he can't understand what others are feeling and their reasonings for many actions as well.
He got up from his bed and headed straight to the bathroom, after washing his face and going along with his usual routine Neuvillete was ready to head to school. His heart was racing, he doesn't know why exactly it's racing, perhaps the thought of you being angry at him and ignoring him again? The reason is unknown but he still wishes to apologize.
Time passed quickly and it was time for school, he arrived shortly after you did. No, he obviously did not wait for an hour just so that he could be in the same train as you and also coincidentally walk behind you while the other students also walks by. Obviously not, he just happened to do this because well, he just wanted to. That's the excuse he makes for himself everyday despite the fact that Neuvillete knows very well that he just likes being around you. Your presence is like a warm light to him, refreshing and calming.
"Ah, good morning [Name]" His eyes darted to his sight after he saw you enter the class, there weren't many students but that just meant he had more time to talk to you.
"Oh? Good morning! There aren't many students at the moment." You looked over at him and smiled.
His heart was suddenly racing, there was no air left and all that came out of his mouth was a single hum. "Yes.'' There it was, he was messing up his chances to talk you once again.
"So? How are you?"
The more you talked the more his heart was racing, this was very unlike him, he thought. Neuvillete was watching you as if you were his childhood love, and the star of his eyes which you were. He just won't say it out loud in fear, the fear of what? Rejection? He doesn't know.
"Neuvillete? You look pale. Are you okay? I can get you some water-"
"No, it's alright. Please, don't worry." His voice was a bit different than what you hear usually. "I hope so, anyways. It seems like we arrived very early today didn't we?"
Neuvillete just nodded as with whatever you said, he didn't expect you to talk with him. Was he just misunderstanding everything yesterday? Or are you just pretending?
"I'm going to the garden downstairs. Do you want to come? I would appreciate some company." You smiled at him warmly and opened the door.
"Oh? ofcourse." He quickly replied and walked behind you. To be quite frank, you knew how awkward Neuvillete could be while holding casual conversations. That's exactly why you were trying to initiate the conversation even though you, yourself weren't the greatest conversationalist. He just seemed like someone who would be a great friend, you don't know what made you talk to him so often yet here you were.
Yesterday was an unusual day, the teachers kept asking you for help and you barely got to eat and were tired overall. You didn't see Neuvillete even once the entirety of the day. He usually hangs out around the campus alone so you just thought he was absent.
The walk downstairs was silent, a question popped up in your head. "Were you absent yesterday?"
He tilted his head and looked at you in silence before finally speaking. "No I wasn't. Why?"
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chrissy-kaos · 9 months
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If he's there, I've got a message for the man that's up above, fuck you
Here am I, take me to the pearly gates
So I can look you in the eye when I spit in your fucking face..
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goldenstarprincesses · 3 months
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Drawing faces and backgrounds are *out* in 2024.....right?
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nemisisnemi · 5 months
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Heh.
How do you people like Santa Leona?
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