#challenging myself

[eobe]

Today it seems to be my owly day 🦉 I hooted, I screeched – that's it! I'm over and my brain going... jsflsdkjfzzzyskjt 🪶✨

So here we are and you have to put up with my brain spitting out what sprawled when I later today described how I BRED fuzzy-fluffball-broody-caffeine-owly 🦉 over a solution for my ALT text mission, stealing Captain Gregor‘s ‚Flirtation Mask‘ broody incubating ideas on it 🦉 and now lil Eo is done.

Fuzzy. Gregor‘s caf is in danger, I may dip my beak in… 👀

Enjoy or just deal with it 🫶 poor moots 🦉 moot moot

Sorry for that. Fuzzy fun. Funny fuzz 🪶

ALT text mission (adding 1 ALT text to a previous artwork for each new post challenge): The Outpost ❄️

Taglist (sorry heehee): @eclec-tech @lonewolflupe @bixlasagna @returnofthepineapple @sunshinesdaydream @covert1ntrovert @general-ida-raven @vrycurious @dystopicjumpsuit

[finn95o]

Remembered this (old) “challenge” excisted and wanted to try it!

(Motorsport edition)

Let me know who you’d like to see! :D

[beryllineart]

Birdtober 5

Gave myself a challenge to not erase or use undo on this page. I totally messed up that hummingbird's beak...

You ever draw a self portrait and turn yourself into a monster because you can't draw your mouth? I used the eraser on this one, not the undo button though.

[froginninjago]

FUCK IT

SEND ME ANYTHING AND I'LL FIGURE OUT HOW TO MAKE IT A LEGO NINJAGO REFERENCE

CHALLENGING MYSELF THIS YEAR

[rainintheevening]

Okay, enlisting you all to keep me accountable.

Please remind me to get out and take a walk every day for the next month or two.

Tomorrow I will make an 'I have taken my walk' post, and I'll reblog that when I've done it each day. Really need to get active again, but don't have much motivation. You can poke me in dms or replies. :))) Thank you, loves.

[justonemorewallflower]

Bruises

Fandom: Battlestar Galactica

Pairing: Kara x Lee

Prompt: Bruises

WC: 500

TWs: mentions of ab*se, self-h*rm, bruises, etc.

***

Ever since she had gotten back from New Caprica Lee could tell Kara was different. He didn't know what had happened to her there but he knew something had at least, something that had changed her.

She never talked about it and while he couldn't blame her, he wished she would. That she would open up about it because maybe it would lessen the pain. But he knew that wasn't how Kara worked. She faced her problems and pain alone, she always did her best to make sure to not put them on others, or make them anyone else's problem too.

The first week after she had come back had been the worst. She had been the most different and far off, hard to reach. And he couldn't ignore the bruises.

Someone had hurt her. Abused her. And it pissed him off. He knew it hadn't been Sam but sometimes a part of him had wished it was so she'd have an excuse to leave him and Lee could finally have her, since she had chosen to run instead when he had offered her the idea to finally be together.

There weren't a lot, but it was enough, especially if you looked closely. Especially if you knew Kara like he did. She never let people hurt her, if she could help it. So seeing her as beat up as she was was concerning, to know someone had worn her down enough to the point where she just took the abuse rather than tried to fight it. Where that was the easier option.

And while the injuries were clearly from abuse of some sort he couldn't help but to wonder if any were self inflicted. If she had tried to escape whatever hell she had faced there by attempting to die. If it had been bad enough he knew she probably had. If her spirit had gotten broken beyond repair.

He knew it had because otherwise she would have been making jokes about it after day one. To make light of it, to cope, because that's what she typically did.

But she instead stayed quiet about it and Kara never stayed quiet. She was brash and loud and hated keeping to herself. She always spoke her mind.

She wasn't just staying silent. She was hiding too, and that was even more concerning. She was locking herself away, refusing to talk to anyone and almost seeming scared whenever someone tried to approach her. That was the biggest difference. Kara Thrace never showed fear, but now it seemed to be the only emotion she had left.

Lee knew the physical bruises would go away sooner or later, but the internal ones wouldn't. Those were the ones he was most concerned about.

And while she was avoiding everyone he knew he would have to be the one person to try and heal her wounds. And maybe, if he was lucky, she'd let him.

Maybe he could fix her bruises, once and for all.

***

A little ficlet/quintuple drabble I wrote. Inspired by the word bruises. I feel like this could be a good intro to a longer fic or oneshot. Maybe one day I will add to it. For now though it'll just remain as this as I'm challenging myself to write more drabbles/ficlets because even my one shots usually end up being at least 2k words. I have been physically incapable of writing anything short for Kara and Lee thus far and I'm wanting to change that so this is one of my first attempts. I have another I posted in a Tumblr community and another that is in my Google docs. But that's only 3 (around 1500 words) out of around the total 170,000 words I have written for this pair/fandom. That says a lot haha. I have a tendency to overcomplicate things or at least struggle to write any simple and more vague one shots so I am forcing myself to do exactly that at least a little bit more. So far I like the results and hope I can keep coming up with good ones. I will be posting this on AO3 as well within the next day or so just y'all are aware haha. Feel free to let me know your thoughts too :)

[lavendarkitty03]

I wanted to share a work-in-progress (WIP) of another animation I'm currently working on.

I am currently working on some videos in the background, but I have been dealing with some medical issues that have caused some delays. However, I plan to be back up and running soon.

~LavendarKitty03 (aka LK)

[ancientgoddessofegypt]

The Void - How Accepting Darkness Can Transform This Universal Source Into Light.

So I've been reminiscing on past situations and one of the things that came up was how I felt I was in a 'dark void'. All of 2023 I'll be honest, it was a chaotic experience. However, it was also a freeing, enlightening one. But with that being said. I must say that being in this space where I had to make amends with this truth, it forced me down a deep hole of forgiveness.. Making space for me to conquer this feeling, even if I don't know what that is.

So for me, working with the 'void' was working with the inner child. Because the darkness is only trying to get my attention through the forms of depression, which is what I had been feeling for the time being. I've been feeling angry, almost all the time. I would cry and complain for years, not knowing what I was really doing. One day it all just caught up to me. I couldn't take it anymore. I woke up and chose violence. I feel of the rockers. I pulled my hair. I broke a mirror. I said things to myself that I personally wouldn't say to no one else. But you know what? I forgave me. I turned back around and told myself I loved me. All the angst was due to my world not making sense, and me still trying to make logical things become spiritual, and spiritual beliefs logical. Nothing was making sense.

At some point, falling into this deep depression, made me see the beauty in things I had always admire. Like nature and taking pictures of the sun and the beautiful leaves. Photography was always something that amazed me. So you know what I did? Started taking more pictures of nature, the sky, and myself. I never really do that.

I realized how much baking made me feel good, so you know what? Got me a baking kit, starting believing in my dream. I noticed I fell off on astrology, finally started to post more and then boom. It started blowing up.

So heres the point: Whenever you're feeling down and depressed, its usually because that force within you is trying to get your attention. Cause it damn sure was trying to get mine.

I realized at some point I needed to realign myself with my words, my power, and my sense of self. I had forgotten who I was, and my higher self came to save me. I'm enjoying the fruits of all I conquered from the past year.

Because I made amends with my past, I realized that void feeling was simply asking me to enjoy myself. I wasn't enjoying anything. I was too in 'the know', and needed priorities and my life straight. Which I had been working on, but I was exhausting myself trying to put more weight in something I knew for a fact I wanted someone to be there for me along the way. To be there for each other.

Emptiness is sign of not connecting with who I truly am, so I forced myself back into everything that I loved. It's been healing thus far. So paint that canvas for yourself in the way that you see fit, kids. You got this. Never let the world decide where you are from, and just bask in the universe's love of enjoyment and freedom. It's time to appreciate the power that's in our bellies, an The Void is simply a creative detour of darkness that forces us to see within.

[dick-helmet-magneto]

i'm currently stuck on the idea of cherik and drinking games. Just those two playing like truth or dare, never have i ever, or say it or shot it. I want to write this

[mint-teabag]

Crazy Detective Wall

[thebluesky-that-loves]

Nah , I gotta change. 2024 to 2026 is goals .

[ashiemochi]

what if i push myself really really hard this week to finish all the coms so I can do a RE christmas drawing AND finish anubussy?

what did you all get for christmas?!!!

[ramblingdisaster73]

This fic was the most challenging thing I have ever written. I wanted to challenge myself, leave my comfort zones. Which I really did.

There is something about these characters that make us want to write about them over and over, in any and all situations. Something that drives us to create and create, push ourselves more and more with each new creation.

I had originally planned on writing this story for a big bang, but – due to my total lack of confidence in leaving my comfort levels – I dropped out of it, which I do regret - but I did learn some things about myself.

*I wasn’t sure that I would be able to get it to the word requirements (which was dumb of me – I ended up writing double what the requirement was)

*They weren’t getting enough artists at the time, I was terrified of being the one that didn’t have someone pick their work (This is something that I am working on – and why I NEEDED to push myself out of those pesky comfort zones) – I knew that the level of rejection I would have felt would have been damaging to my mental health (even if it was in my head – we hadn’t even advanced that far yet)

*I didn’t know if anyone but me would even like the concept, let alone how I wrote it.

BUT – the story still wouldn’t leave my head (It had been lingering since like mid-December when they made the BB announcement), so I started writing it, worked on it between a few codas and such, but it was always on my mind.

I have written a bit of fluff and mild smut for other fics, but NOTHING compared to this fic. I was terrified that it would be too boring or too something (those other pesky inner thoughts that fuck with our heads).

Then I needed a break from the angst and drama of the first part of Season 4, so I dove deep back into this fic. I just needed to live in a world where these boys just wanted to tease the fuck out of each other, have their found family bet on them, then watch them explode.

I learned how much fucking fun it could be to make these to men deal with the consequences of a stupid bet, one that really has no losers, but a whole lot of teasing, a whole lot of love.

I learned that leaving those comfort zones is both terrifying and freeing.

I learned that I need to just let things be, not to worry about things I can’t control (artists signing up for events, if they pick me, etc.) – or at least not let it get so deep in my head that I feel like what I create is pointless, worthless.

I have learned that I am NOT pointless or worthless. That my fears don’t have to control me.

So – to everyone that read Edging the Bet – Thank you & I appreciate it so very much.

[muttdogz]

Trying something different for once!!

I’m challenging myself to draw something for the next 30 days!!

Also gonna post something random like pics of something I like or a little story/head cannon or whatever…

Anyways either going to start it today or tomorrow!!

Also if you have any ideas that I can do for drawing or whatever, just sent a little message in my inbox or something…

Anyways wish me luck lol

[deans-baby-momma]

Okay, so I've kind of got smashed in the face by a block......a writers' block. But I think, or I hope, there maybe yall can help.

My ask box is open as is my DMs. Please send me pictures/gifs of either one of our lovely SPN boys and I'll write a lil story about the first thing that pops into my mind when I see it.

@spnbaby-67 @sea040561 @delightfullykrispypeach @larajadeschmidt13 @atc74 @vicariouslythruspn @squirrelnotsam @sandlee44 @blacktithe7 @hoboal87 @mogaruke @supraveng @deandreamernp @akshi8278 @lyarr24 @kazsrm67 @chriszgirl92 @deanwithscissors @raisinggray @fanfic-n-tabulous @hobby27 @stoneyggirl2 @brownbearhusky @purpleeclipseeggsland @kmc1989

[aromantisk-fagforening]

I love doing exercise, but now I'm doing a like drill or whatever that I actually don't want to do or feel comfortable with: standing. I'm gonna stand for as long as I can, taking the time.

mostly because, well I know it's more strenuous than walking. And because it would be useful to figure out my limit and good to get better at.

I remember one time being absolutely exhausted after standing almost completely still for two hours. I don't know if I'm going to bother standing more than two hours (if I even can).

But yeah. that's my feelings goin into it. as of hitting the post button I am 8 minutes into it and my legs seem mad at me.