#being proud of your progress

[spookysweettooth]

Um just a lil poem/story thing I came up with, for the peeps who are healing themselves and their inner child

♡-the two hearts-♡

Standing in the void are two hearts.

One shiney and new, clean and whole.

One shattered and stitched, taped and weathered.

The unbroken one spoke to the broken in a hush soft voice

"What happened to you"

"Everything.. "

"Everything? What must you mean of by that? "

"What I said, everything happened.. Do you think a heart stays together forever? "

"Why yes.. Yes I do"

"Well your naive.. And foolish. " the broken snapped a voice so filled with venom it was much like a viper.

The unbroken let's out a noise of sadness.

"But if a heart never stays together for ever then what is the point to start with a unbroken one? "

"To learn. To become new. To view the past mistakes and learn from them that's the reasonings behind starting with a unbroken heart. " the broken spat angrily.

"But why must we make mistakes? Why must we end up hurt!? " the unbroken wailed

"Because a world with no mistakes is a world of no consequences. To have no mistakes made will end with endless repeating cycles. A world with no mistakes is not a world of humans but of nonexistent ideas. " the broken whispers.

The unbroken gently grabs the hand of the broken and looks up at them "is this why you are so broken? Because you keep making mistakes? "

"Yes.. Sadly. The most stupidest of mistakes are the easiest to make. Trust is a silly thing to give, love is a risk, loyalty is a game to most. " the broken states.

"Is this why your so unhappy? " the unbroken whispers sadly.

"Maybe, I'm unhappy about a lot of things. " it whispers back.

Soon the void snaps to reality and soon a image of the narrator appears in the reflection of the mirror.

They sigh deeply.

"Is it fun..? " a young voice asked

The narrator glanced into the mirror seeing a image of their young self barely the age of 8.

"Ya know.. Being a adult now? " the child asked

The narrator sighs.

"No it's not fun.. Not like we thought. Something we should of taken advantage of was being a kid mini me. " the narrator whispers

The child frowns slightly "we didn't become a pop star did we? " they ask

The narrator laughs softly "sadly no.. But we are creative. Don't stop being yourself is what I'll tell you, if theres one thing I wish I would of done was not let other people step all over me. " the narrator whispers to their younger self.

The child smiles brightly and hugs the narrator tightly merging the unbroken heart with the broken and damaged one of the narrator.

The narrator smiles softly at this feeling proud of the distance they have overcame, what they have pushed through.

They hoped the little them felt a little better now knowing their older self fully accepted then and loved them dearly Regardless if no one else did or wouldn't.

The story of two hearts now becomes one, the unbroken one healing a small crack in the brokens.

While not completely fixed there was still more to work on and the narrator knew that.

The broken and unbroken now is becoming the repaired

♡-the end-♡

[gabe-lovebot]

councilor 3D model

i learnt 3d modelling from the ground up to bring him to life. he's yours now. do whatever you want with him

[link]

please credit me if you make something using the model (or even ping/link me to it, i would love to see what you made!)

currently available as a .blend, .fbx and an SFM port.

[ssaraexposs]

THIS IS THE FIRST TIME THEY'RE ACTUALLY TALKING, WITHOUT FIGHTING EACH OTHER OR SCREAMING INSULTS

[maingh0st]

❤️ 🦋 and 📗 for the ask game!!!

hi!!! from this ask game! gonna go in reverse order:

📗 Do you want to write something outside of fanfiction? If so, what about?

my full-time job is writing! but fic allows me a creative, non-work outlet during my free time. I do have a few original fictional novel ideas in varying stages of planning/drafting, but I’ve been focusing on fic for the last year or so because it gives me a sandbox to practice & sharpen specific skills. I don’t have a grand dream of becoming a published author, but if I ever managed to polish a novel to the point of being really proud of it, maybe I’d seek out a lit agent

🦋 Which character is your favorite to write?

obviously I really enjoy the Ghost/Taryn fics I’m working on right now, but honestly, I think the most fun I’ve ever had writing fic was when I took a stab at Zoya’s POV in head on my heart (tell me we’re worlds apart). she just has this very biting, almost morose internal voice that was a nice change of pace for me

❤️ What is your favorite line that you’ve written in a fic?

oh nooooo this is hard!! “favorite” can mean so many different things. I’m going to cheat a little bit & give a few answers

from a thematic standpoint, I’m proud of the following exchange from head on my heart (tell me we’re worlds apart) for what it represents in the overall story:

Weariness weighed on her. "A thorn wood is only ever a thorn wood, Nikolai." His lips against her collarbones were nearly a kiss. "That's precisely what I'm saying, Zoya."

it might not make sense out of context, but the skills I was focusing on in that fic were character voice + theme through a framing device, and I feel that ^ exchange near the end of the fic really captures what I was trying to do

from a purely prose/atmosphere standpoint:

Winter wanes. Life stirs deep in the belly of the earth and spring arrives quietly, a visitor padding through a snowfall. With spring comes the fest of Imbolc—the time of melting snow, blooming blackthorns, and ewes gone to milk. [this whole passage, actually, but I'm already stretching the prompt's "one line" limit haha] [from ch 4 of mniwyd]

on a character level:

Taryn stored up her worst memories of Locke the same way she stored up her best memories of Madoc. [from ch 8 of mniwyd]

&

His father had been a good, honest human, but in the absence of another parent, Elfhame became his mother—and he's been sitting at her feet for far longer. When he thinks of the years stretching before him, the long fae life he is promised so long as no enemy cuts him down, he fears what he might become in her custody.   [from ch 5 of mniwyd]

[ineed-to-sleep]

My therapist told me today that I'm one of her patients who's made the most progress in the last two years and honestly I have a feeling I'm getting a good grade at therapy

[artcinemas]

right wing propoganda is crazy in india it is downright like india is turning into israel 2.0 and these people are proud of it.

[morelikesin]

Been making remarkable progress on the fic (⁠*⁠ﾉ⁠o⁠^⁠▽⁠^⁠o⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♫ Here are two glasses-wearing science club members for your enjoyment 🧪⚡

[home-for-artists]

Romanticize progress. Romanticize getting better at what you do, day-by-day, every day. Romanticize giving your best, doing the work, achieving insurmountable mastery in something. Romanticize being proud of yourself.

[lamphous]

think it's probably gonna take at least 3 more trips before we get there but I promise you all one day my mom WILL come to visit and we WILL go to retiree gay beach bar karaoke with my friends and I absolutely WILL convince her to sing jackson by johnny cash (her) and june carter (me) and it WILL totally rule

[hostradio]

there's  basically  no  world  in  which  al's  father  DIDN'T  end  up  in  hell  after  he  died  —  he  was  an  objectively  terrible  piece  of  work.  not  the  absolute  worst,  but  definitely  not  a  good  person  by  any  stretch  of  the  imagination.  there's  a  roughly  twenty  year  (  and  some  change  )  stretch  between  his  death  and  al's,  which  is  plenty  of  time  for  him  to  be  wiped  out  before  his  son  even  sets  foot  in  hell,  but  it  isn't  impossible  for  them  both  to  be  down  there  simultaneously.

i  think  the  natural  assumption  would  be  that  al  might  take  the  opportunity  to  kill  him  again  or  enact  some  sort  of  revenge  —  but  their  relationship  was  never  necessarily  antagonistic  so  much  as  it  was  steeped  in  mutual  apathy  with  a  side  of  al  witnessing  the  abuse  and  manipulation  he  inflicted  upon  OTHER  people.  (  which  definitely  did  traumatize  him,  but  he  was  never  the  direct  subject  of  it.  )  make  no  mistake,  al  is  the  specific  flavor  of  obsessive  controlling  bastard  who  would  absolutely  hunt  him  down  and  kill  him  if  he  saw  him  as  a  loose  end  of  some  sort  —  he  just  wouldn't?  the  indifference  he  felt  in  life  would  carry  over  into  death;  he  genuinely  could  not  possibly  care  less  about  this  man.  he  was  and  always  has  been  a  step  away  from  being  a  complete  stranger  to  him.

however,  al  still  uses  the  same  name  in  hell  —  and  staunchly  refuses  to  change  it.  there  is  a  very  good  chance  word  of  his  infamy  has  reached  his  father,  assuming  he's  still  alive  at  that  point.  and  the  kicker  is,  he  wouldn't  even  know  al  was  the  one  who  killed  him  because  he  attacked  him  from  behind.  so  that's  fun.  that's  interesting.

[thethingything]

local man discovers he's gotten into the habit of using DBT techniques without actually being taught them because at some point he realised that the things we get the urge to do when we have strong emotions often aren't healthy and that he doesn't like how he feels afterwards so he started noticing when that was happening and going "fuck that shit" and doing the opposite instead

[akkivee]

thinking about this one post i saw that suggested bat’s been taking over other territories this whole time because they started out saying they represent nagoya in drb➕, a city within aichi prefecture, to saying they represent the chubu area in hella awesome banquet which encompasses 8-10 other prefectures in the area lmao

[mielgf]

wishing you all comfort, love, and contentment in 2023, whatever that may look like for you ✨❤️ happy new year!!

[frodo-with-glasses]

Not a question, but simply - your art is phenomenal and every single piece sparks joy. Keep it up! The style is wonderful, and so down to earth!

Aww, thank you so much! That’s a huge compliment.

It’s really incredible how much my style has grown since I started this blog; I guess that’s what happens when you have to draw something almost every day for a year and a half, and keep trying new things and learning new techniques while you’re at it. It’s a lot of fun to watch. I’m not there yet, but I feel like if I can master coloring and digital art, I’ll be on the level of the artists I used to envy and idolize when I was a kid, and that’s an incredible feeling.

It’s easy to get down on yourself for things not turning out the way they looked in your head, but I’m learning to celebrate the little victories and signs of progress as they come. And lovely people like you make that really easy! So, thank you again! :-D

[etchedstars]

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1. be me for a minute, a real me - did you know ; my mind looks like the walk home from school pull bristles off of the stalks of spiky purple plants cross the street under a sky too bright to be real, the wind a better noise than the music in the background (it lures me into the street with its violins and its murmurings, tells me dance, tells me nothing but the inside of my mind & it is just my mind given some quiet - be me, it says, be dead &)

2. & what really am i - i don’t know anymore they say i am a writer a student blunt and thoughtful in the way only a teenager who is adept at hiding in the runhidedefend drills can be and its a half truth (because - explain your reasoning - ) now there are others spinning out worlds upon worlds dancing in the cosmos like i once was but now all the beautiful words i can force out of my prickly shrunken mind are pictures of the moon   (a blur of a dot in the sky it is supposed to be glimmering it is not supposed to be that shade of white) -

and on the walk home there are poems in my backpack burning their way through my folders   -(look, she’s haunted; can’t feel the green paper with my disconnect from culture through the history textbook    ;(think of your own culture i cannot i can’t-

3. haven’t felt attached to anything in a while except that’s a lie nowadays most things i say are incoherent and rambling again thoughts scattered and commas forgotten my english teacher would hate me i know she would if she knew this was me wouldn’t know it was me because the things i submit are easy and powerful and different from the girl doodling shapes all over her paper can’t link that to me can’t link this to me another lie in of itself i exist i exist i exist  ; in a world completely disconnected from this one i -

4. - i need to go now i have gone back to this deep yawning pit called a home homethatisnotahome because this house is a car full of anger it spills over through the open windows floods the freeway and all the people that should make up a home (tick off on your fingers mother father brother) they are in this car with me they watch as i turn into an empty sidewalk of burning sun and annoyance and run themselves over i am so tired of this family i am so tired please get me out i’d rather run five miles than stay trapped let me go

5. are you still me because if you are i apologize

[sapphia]

So for anyone who doesn’t keep up with nz politics, which i’m assuming is most of you, our new radical right government have decided one of their main aims of their term will be to re-interpret the Treaty of Waitangi.

The Treaty is an agreement between Maori and the Crown, now the NZ government. It is the founding document of new zealand and is recognised as a constitutional document today; it is the only treaty of its kind/time still honoured, and it is the steps we’ve taken through the Treaty to provide restitution and build an ongoing relationship with Maori and their iwi (tribes) that has allowed the relationship between Maori and the government to thrive where other indigenous groups have struggled to achieve recognition of their rights.

This is going to be entirely undone. Not only is this issue inflammatory and a threat to race relations in Aotearoa, leaked documents show the proposed “reinterpretation” wants to negate pretty much the entirety of the legal rights provided to Maori under the treaty. For example, the treaty article that guarantees land rights for Maori will be reinterpreted to guarantee land rights for “all New Zealanders”. Which means this article would be essentially meaningless for Maori.

By removing Maori from the context they are trying to put Maori on an “equal footing” with all New Zealanders; they are riding the idea that Maori have special rights and privileges above that of the average New Zealander. Obviously this is bullshit but it’s effective rhetoric and there’s a grain of truth to in that the extent of Maori rights hadn’t been clearly defined due to the ongoing nature of the process. So this has got a lot of people with a poor grasp of the issues very upset and baying for change.

There is a hui (meeting) being held today for all the iwi to begin discussions of how Maori will respond to this. New Zealand politics isn’t very interesting usually, but our progress on indigenous rights, until now, has been absolutely ahead of the field. If you care about indigenous rights globally, you should care about this, because in the same way Australia’s referendum loss has spurred on this action, the loss of rights here will spur other right wing governments to be similarly bold to their own indigenous groups.

Indigenous rights in New Zealand are under attack. They are meeting today to discuss it, and New Zealand will be listening, but I want the world to be listening. Because our government needs the shame of being called out by more than just the people who they’ve already decided don’t vote for them.

Maori have a long and proud history of fighting for their rights, and they’ll do it again here. And I’ll be on the pickets beside them, but there’ll be plenty of my own pickets to attend, because this government is radical in every sense of the word.

So please, even if you’re very far away, stand behind them in this. Keep your eyes on us. Amplify their voices. Don’t let the racism drown them out.