#I've been really unmotivated lately

[den-of-the-blue-dragon]

older drawing of celesta knight

[ravidrws]

[keokartoffel]

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[cannibalcreepers]

I haven’t drawn any of the Wetlens in a while  So I made doodle Rueben a future big boi boyfriend, a large country bumpkin called Clement “Clem”, after dealing with like two other crushes in his life, that him and his cousins come across during their travels.  Just a big tiddy, fat bulge killer and his tiny, anime-nerd cannibal of a boyfriend. 

[poirot]

anyone has book recs for me, I'm desperate (preferably less than 300 pages, no romance, no ya lit, nothing that includes torture scenes of any sort ; I like gothic fiction, classic child lit, classic lit in general, whodunits, i'm open to everything tho I say after asking for something very specific LOL)

[theyeontheskullship]

[[ooc]]

[[I might be abandoning this blog because I really don't have the energy to do anything with it]]

[darling-zain]

Father/ mother where have you gone

dead gone 6 feet under

[hisfragileheart]

I'm just here to say that I'm going to try to get to some of my drafts tomorrow (I'd do it today but I didn't sleep at all last night so I feel a bit out of it).

[ifievertoldyou]

me when i actually talk with more people than just my one friend and Immediately start feeling better

[kazutora-kurokawa]

Not sure if you’ve wrote this but what about the taller tr boys with an S/O taller than them like a foot taller

Tall!TokRev Boys x Taller!Reader

♡ SFW, gn reader, just some safe fluff fr ♡

Characters: Hanma, Draken, Hakkai, Taiju, South, Mucho, Mochi, Benkai (forgive my dumbass if I forgot anyone)

note: thank you for requesting hun 🧡

note 2: ya girl is back 🗣️‼️(kinda lmao), I've been off tumblr for a quick lil minute not really doing shit fr, I've just been really unmotivated lately but I'm still alive so I guess that's cool

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📏 Did a double take the first time he saw you because he's never known a lot of people who were his height or taller

♡ Mochi, Benkai, Mucho, Hakkai (lowkey flips his shit when he sees you), Draken (he'd get Hanma flashbacks lmao)

📏 Probably wants to square up with you, most definitely will challenge you to a fight (you can't say no either)

♡ Taiju, Hanma, Mochi, South, Benkai (he probably wouldn't fight you, more like friendly sparring)

📏 Asks you to shrink because you're not allowed to be taller than him 😭

♡ Hanma (jokingly) and Taiju (dead serious)

📏 Super chill about the height difference, doesn't even mention it

♡ Hakkai and Mucho

📏 Makes fun of your height even though he's not that shorter than you

♡ Hanma (he's a menace, what do you expect?), South, Mochi, Benkai (I feel like he'd make fun of Waka's height too lol)

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[agi-ppangx]

💭rivals to lovers (100 followers special)

chan | minho | changbin | hyunjin | jisung | felix | seungmin | jeongin

"i thought you wouldn't come to my exhibit," you heard hyunjin as he approached you. you didn't look at him, too stared into one of his paintings. you attended yet another of hyunjin's exhibitions in your local art gallery in the span of six months. he was thriving, it was almost as if the inspiration hadn't left him for once. you felt bittersweet about it. on the one hand you were truly amazed by his artworks. hyunjin's attention to detail always made you speechless and as an artist yourself, you examined his works and tried to incorporate the same details into your paintings. on the other hand however, you were jealous, so incredibly jealous - you wished your paintings were better, you wished for more exhibits, you wanted to amaze people as much as he did or even more. and even though you were appreciated by local art critics and media, you'd always felt as if your art was lacking something. that's why you and hyunjin were waging a silent battle among yourselves for the favour of critics and art lovers. after all, you also used to have exhibitions in this gallery in the past. 

"it's always nice to know what i'm up against," you murmured, studying the canvas in front of you. "i always assumed you didn't like my art," he then said, taking one step closer to you and pointing at the painting. "i've never said i didn't like it," "then what do you think about it?" you took a moment to gather your thoughts. "it intrigues me, i appreciate it. you always know when to stop, it's like there are so many untold feelings and emotions within you, waiting to be set free," you answered his question. it was genuine - you've always thought hyunjin's art was exceptional. "you should write poetry, yn" he giggled under his nose. you missed the slight blush that appeared on his cheeks. "is it your attempt to make fun of my art?" "no, i'm just saying that you're really good with words," "and i'm even better with a brush," you replied confidently, finally turning to him and looking him in the eyes. you examined his look - he was grinning and you noticed his hair was way longer than the last time you saw each other. you wondered if they were as soft as you imagined. "how've you been lately?" hyunjin's voice helped you to come back to reality. "i've been quite good, thanks for asking," you replied simply, not wanting to get into details. he smiled, but something in it felt off. "that's great. did you paint anything? i haven't seen your works in a while," hyunjin then asked, it seemed as if he wanted to get into details. you shrugged your shoulders and once again turned to face the painting. you haven't seen your works in a while too. "i'm taking things slow for now," you mumbled, not wanting to admit to him how unmotivated you'd been in the last couple of months. hyunjin hummed at your words, a faint "mhm" left his mouth. you expected him to leave you for now, but instead you heard him speak after a while. "hey, why don't we go to dinner together?" you froze in your spot. a dinner with hyunjin? "my treat," he added, you could quite literally hear him smirk. you looked at him, but not as confidently as before. you studied his expression, his soft smile and friendly gaze made you oddly calm. after a moment you cleared your throat and spoke. "okay, let's go."

hyunjin drove you to one of the restaurants downtown. it wasn't anything extremely fancy, but it looked like a nice place. you sat across from each other, hyunjin's piercing gaze never leaving you. it felt weird, to say the least. you'd never really spent time with him outside of the gallery. quite frankly, hyunjin intimidated you. he was well known for many people in the city, mostly for his artwork, but also for his personal charm, which seemed to do the work. you always observed him from afar, too scared to get close to him. what you didn't know is that from the first time you met, hyunjin couldn't stop thinking about you and he would always make sure to approach you when he noticed you in a crowd. "now tell me, how've you really been lately?" hyunjin broke the silence between you two. you raised your eyebrows and scoffed. was he really curious or did he only want you to admit that you were struggling? "i told you i'm doing just fine," you mumbled in response. "oh, come on, you really think i'm gonna believe you? when was the last time you painted something then?" he proceeded to ask, sounding defeated. it made you dumbfounded, you'd never heard this tone from him before. "if you invited me here just to make fun of me then save it for yourself," you scoffed, but the tears were already weiling in your eyes. you looked down, too embarrassed to meet his gaze. hyunjin exhaled shakily, shocked by your words. he never wanted to make fun of you. sure, he was happy his paintings were appreciated by people and this whole rivalry thing was fun when you actually tried to make a better exhibit than him. and since you hadn't had any in months, he started to get worried for real. "you just seem… very off lately. as if your body is present but you aren't. and it hurts me to see such a talented person lose their spark," hyunjin whispered. "why do you even care?" you scoffed, wiping a single tear that fell down your cheek. god, that was humiliating. yet your heart was beating faster and your cheeks were getting hotter at the thought that hyunjin may genuinely care for you. he was staring at you, his smile long forgotten. you exhaled loudly. "it feels as if everything i do is pointless. i don't know why i feel this way, but it can't seem to stop. and when i sit in front of clean canvas i'm scared i'll ruin them," you uttered, more tears spilling from your eyes. hyunjin didn't waste any time, he gave you a few napkins from a dispenser and then took your hand in his. it startled you, but you didn't back off. "you've never ruined any canvas, yn. i heard people talk about your art, i read articles about it. art can be scary - but you can use your fear as your weapon and create something extraordinary with that. it's just so heartbreaking to see you like this. yn, please don't give up" you looked him in the eyes, completely astonished by his words, and squeezed his hand. "damn, hwang, you're so sappy," you giggled, wiping the last tears from your rosy cheeks. hyunjin laughed at that, feeling relieved. "hey, um… there's also something i wanted to talk to you about," he muttered suddenly, getting shy. 

two months later you were standing in front of a painting in your local art gallery. two people sitting across each other, both of them in front of canvas. in the bottom left corner was your signature. it was your exhibit. 

someone approached you and even though you didn't take your eyes off the painting, you knew exactly who was standing by your side. "i thought you wouldn't come to my exhibit," you recalled hyunjin's words and he softly laughed at that. "oh, i'm just looking for my rival's weaknesses.” you stole a glance at him, taking his hand in yours. “we both know that you’re my only weakness, hwang.”

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[beblued]

Sorry for not posting lately I've been really unmotivated but I'll try to post some drawings soon <33

[bengiyo]

The Trainee Ep 2 Stray Thoughts

Last week, Ryan applied to be an intern at a production company near his house to complete his work requirements for his degree. Ryan is a bit lost and unmotivated at this time, and so didn't even know what a production company does, or that he was interviewing to be an assistant director. He was assigned to Jane, who is clearly doing a huge amount of work at this company with no time to train interns, and had a pretty terrible first day when he messed up giving the other interns the full brief and they were late to deliver their work. He's considering quitting and going back to his family's print shop.

Ryan may feel useless, but he's tracking details in the family business.

EP 2: Important Role

Damn, I wanted Pie to give Ryan the crash course he needed.

Interesting that Jane seems to be the shot caller on organizing the production's time. They seem pretty screwed by this change order. Blaming Jane won't change the issues caused by the client.

Hey, a printing job. Ryan can do that.

Damn, Pie threw Ryan under the bus. He was already trying to solve the printer problem.

Jane was harsh, but I get being frustrated at having another problem dumped on him when they're trying to solve a major crunch.

Oh ho. A mention of the censorship board.

Damn, I feel for Jane. I get calls like this all the time for stuff that others could solve.

Why is Ryan using voices to relay info? Lol

I like Ryan volunteering to help by thinking about the uncle, but I'm terrified about how he'll screw this up somehow. He's not assertive enough yet to handle any kind of negotiation.

Aw, the motorcycle uncle would have probably been a decent dude to work with.

Oh no.....Ryan is getting scammed...

This is so frustrating because the guy passed.

Why is Pie bickering with this man when he's clearly handling his job.

Well well well. Jane doesn't steal credit.

HP jump scare.

Ryan is killing me with the voices, but I am enjoying this role for Sea.

Look at Ryan recognizing that Jane isn't a control freak perfectionist.

The scammer blocked Ryan. Welp.

Okay. I like Ryan going to the casting team first to check if there was a backup.

Damn, I like Jane a lot. He was so quick to correct Ryan about treating getting scammed as a major fuck up on his part, and made it clear Ryan should speak up when he needs guidance and clear instructions about never making payment decisions on his own.

Would you look at that. The technician Ryan called was able to be an extra.

Jane gave pretty solid praise here. Ryan didn't solve huge problems on his own, but he did help. That's often enough.

Wow, a present for me: Gun's midriff.

Looking forward to the mentor-mentee era.

Man, this show is good. I really like the characters. Everyone makes sense for where they are, and there's a lot of room for growth here. I've been in high stress work environments like this, so I feel for Jane. Now that he knows where Ryan is, we have a good starting line for them.

[theyeontheskullship]

What was your favorite interview?

Hmmm.... I don't exactly have a favorite interview, but if I had to pick one it'd probably be the one I did on Giuseppe the tailor!

[khamoise]

Thank you for 400 followers!

For some it may be a small amount, but for me it means a lot.

I've been feeling really unmotivated to draw lately but I still wanted to do something small to celebrate everyone who supports what I do! And let it also be a way to let y'all know that I always recognize those who are present when I post anything related to my characters or fanarts, and that's why I thank you from the bottom of my heart, because you keep brighten my day everyday~ 🥺🩵

Thanks again!

[kairiscorner]

🎶 When did it end? All the enjoyment

I'm sad again, don't tell my boyfriend

It's not what he's made for

What was I made for? 🎶 my fav part fr... anyways GOOD MORNING/AFTERNOON/EVENING KAIRIIIII. teehee.. can you do a miles x reader comforting reader? (any kind of problem that you want.. ex: weight, exams, feeling like a failure and etc) if you want to ofc!

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HI AGAIN 🐨 ANON MY BOO 🫂 omg i LOVE this idea, also why would you hurt me with 'what was i made for' (sobs uncontrollably) BUT ANYWAY, HOPING YOU LIKE THISSSS

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

everything's gonna be alright — miles 1610 x reader

summary: lately, you haven't been feeling very proud of yourself. you used to be so good at what you did, it was your pride and joy to be amazing at what you do--but it's like the spark's gone, and when that spark's gone... wouldn't who you are be gone, too? miles doesn't think so, though, and he's here to prove you are so much more than how you see yourself. word count: 827

you couldn't pick up the phone right now, everything just felt so... suffocating. nothing felt right about today, about this whole week. you knew you should expect days like this, days when you feel unmotivated to do what you usually brings you fulfilment and joy, but recently, it's gotten a lot more intense. you felt like you were falling behind, like everyone else is getting ahead of you while you're still stuck back to where you started. you felt like the world was passing you by, and no matter what you did to counter that feeling, the feeling merely festered and worsened. you hated what you became when you felt this way, it made you feel like you weren't really in control of yourself.

"gonna, um... gonna talk about it?" miles asked you as he crawled into your room through your open window. you sighed, unsurprised that miles came after you ignored his calls. he always visited you like this, it was kind of tradition now ever since he got his powers. but whenever he came, you were usually so bright and cheery, with you doing whatever it was you were so passionate about–but recently, you've been more and more closed off, and it's been concerning miles.

you shrugged. "what's there to talk about?" you asked him as you began picking up the fallen items and pillows from your flurry of anger and disappointment in yourself. miles helped you clean up, what with him having memorized every inch of your room since he's here so often. "maybe about the fact you've been kinda off these days, and... i've been calling you. but you never responded, so i felt the need to see if you were okay–" "i'm fine." you responded immediately as you almost slammed your notebooks back on the desk, your nostrils flaring and your eyebrows knitting together.

miles looked at you with concern in his eyes. he approached you slowly, worried about what happened, even though you said you were fine. "i'll believe you, but if you wanna talk..." he began as he picked up a photo of you two that fell down from your notebooks and looked at it, smiling as he saw the silly faces you both made. "...i'm right here for you." he said as he gently pat your back and handed you the photo. you looked at him and took the photo from him, feeling slightly ashamed you were turning him away when he's so eager to help you. you felt a coldness overwhelm you as you shut your eyes and sighed. you admitted to miles nothing was okay right now, not a single thing was okay about this whole week and everything just... felt like you weren't important, your efforts weren't being recognized, and you were working yourself to the bone for nothing.

you felt hot tears form in your eyes as miles gently wiped them away for you. he nodded and looked at you with sympathy and compassion filling his face as sadness and regret filled yours as you thought more and more about how pathetic you saw yourself, how pathetic miles must've seen you at that moment. "i'm sorry, i'm sorry i'm so... so pathetic, i--" but before you could finish, miles shushed you and wrapped you in a gentle hug. "hey, hey... it's okay. you're good." he reassured you as he held you close, with you holding on to him and sobbing a little more into his shoulder.

"but it's... it's not okay, you have such valid problems, like saving the city, taking down villains, making peace with your uncle's death... and here i am crying over such stupid things..." you murmured as your lower lip trembled and as your eyes filled with new tears. miles kept holding you close as he rubbed your back. "all problems are valid. and even if you don't think so, i do. you're perfect in everything you do, because you make it your own. don't feel pressured to be on top, i'm perfectly content meeting you halfway there, or nowhere near the top at all."

"i love you, and i love everything it is you do. if you don't feel like doing it, don't be disappointed in yourself. take a break, be kinder to yourself, and best of all... realize you're worth so much more than your hobby, your grades, your looks, your everything. you are not what you make, you are who want to be." miles said as he pulled away from you and smiled as he wipes away the remainder of your tears. "and if you want me to start, well then, i'm no hero--the city made me that. i know who i am, and that is your annoyingly cute boyfriend of yours who will never stop reminding you i care, and that you are wonderful." he said as he kissed the top of your head and held you close again. "and i love you, so, so, so much."

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