#contructive criticism welcome!

[kyupidu]

hello1! 1! 1 id like to ask for a yandere glisten x reader if ur comfy w it :3 u can also add headcanons if u like! (Can u also make reader a magical girl toon? Its just that my dw oc is one and I just like to mention my oc x canons here haha) (つω`*)

● Perfect.

Yandere!Glisten x fem!reader

Warnings: yandere, kidnapping, forced affection(?), tied up reader, maybe ooc glisten(?) maybe spelling mistakes, idk.

Notes: hai! Sorry it took me a bit to make your request i barely have any inspiration which is also why its so short and crappy. On that same note I wasn't sure how to put reader being a magical girl into this so I just made reader female, sorry I hope you still enjoy tho!

Oh you were so perfect for him weren't you?

Like two puzzles pieces, you and him were made for each other. He needed you, and you needed him. Or well so he thought. But it didn't matter what you thought, after all your the one who's tied up.

Glisten thought as he studied you in your bound state. "You understand why I had to do this right?" He said as he fiddled with the light pink ribbon he had tied you with. It was the same he wore, you looked perfect with it. You looked perfect with.. him.

Your muffled cries were ignored as he caressed your face with a loving look on his face. "You just kept giving others your attention, it's was so annoying. Your eyes belong to me, why would you wanna stare at anyone else??" He said looking at you with an annoyed look on his face.

"Atleast that wont be a problem anymore, now you will only look at me." He said caressing your face only to be interrupted by you turning your head away from him and squirming trying to get away. Letting out a heavy sigh and forcing you to look at him "Stop being such a brat! Or that pretty face will be adorned with bruises." He said looking at you angrily.

You quickly stopped not wanting to be hurt more than you already were, after all you thought that glisten was your friend, someone you could trust. You wished you could've known, maybe that would've saved you from this fate. "Good girl. You can't run from me... literally." He said laughing at his own joke "Because no matter how far you go, I'll always find you." He said holding your face with both of his hands.

Oh he loved you so much, he would do anything for you. He yearned for you. He could never get enough of you. He wished you loved him as much as he loved you, hopefully eventually you'll get used to being with him. Because you would never leave. You were made for him, you were where you belong. So you will stay perfectly with him, forever.

[french-toadt]

★ ayra starr ★

been obsessed with ayra starr recently so i decided to do some graphic design with her pic!

do not repost without credit please x

[timeacola]

F1 drivers ranked based on whether they fuck or not. Contructive criticism is welcome.

[becriticizeslight]

Intro post!! a lil barebones but i'll edit it later :3

Hi!! you can call me Bec! There's pretty much only one bec fan on this website (or in this fandom as a whole) so if you know me you know who i am. however if you dont, allow me to introduce myself a little more!

i am a minor (NSFW + PROSHIT DNI), i am french so excuse any spelling mistakes when typing in english! this is my criticism sideblog!! i don't have a lot to say that hasn't been said by other crits already, so i might not be the most active on here. however there are some things i want to say that may be a little too crit-ful for my main, so i'd rather post them here, yay!

i don't condone harassment agaisnt kittycorn. you're entitled to your opinions but my account is not a battlefield about who you do or don't like and i'll stay firm on that matter; this blog is just a critic on the work not the people behind it.

THIS BLOG IS NOT A SPARKLECARE HATEPAGE, I AM YOUR ALLY!! heck, if sparklecare wasnt my biggest fixation i wouldn't care about it's issues! the reason why i made this blog is because i believe sparklecare and it's AUs have a lot of potential and would love to see it be the best it can possibly be. it has many good ideas that i think could be improved, and i am here to share my opinions about these things that bug me that i would personally change! i will try to mostly make my criticism as contructive as can be, i aint here to aimlessly bash kc's work, rather to pin point what i believe should be changed to make sparklecare more enjoyable.

you do not have to agree on everything i say and you are more than welcome to tell me about your opinion in my inbox!! /gen

Tags:

#sparklecrit #sparklecriticism : for criticism #becrit : for my own criticism specifically #bectism : autism of bec light content (blatently stolen from oomf's user sorry oomfie) #not criticism : ooc stuff that isn't related to criticism in any way #rb : for reblogs #answer : for when i answer the questions in my inbox

That should be it for now! have a nice day!!

[honeyduex]

HI i'm em!!

i'm 18. i draw fanart mostly. i am obsessed w/ palia rn. it keeps my brain sloshing in my head.

things 2 know :

- comments n contructive criticism on my art are always welcome i will not cry

- i use procreate!

- idrk how tumblr works am still tryin, feel free to give advice

- i don't rlly like reposting but i may repost cat memes or fanart i REALLY REALLY like

- my brain works a little differently let me know if i have to clarify anything i say :]

[remphase02]

Hi, just so you know, Minecraft Golems have been very criticised for stealing the concept of Golems from Jewish beliefs. This is a big issue because it's coupled with other antisemitism in Minecraft, like the villagers as a stereotype of Jewish people. It'd be better to change the Golem in your rebalanced concept to "Construct" or something, which would go well with mods designed to rename Golems to Constructs and remove other cosmetic antisemitism from the game.

Oh, I actually didn't knew, but yeah I see how that can be problematic... Already 3 pointed that out so I'm defenatly gonna do like an appendix or bonus panels to correct that into Redstone Turret or Redstone Contruct, was going to do it anyway cuz I wanted to explain how runes symbols and the redstone lantern works. Also gonna do copper next and already changed that into construct now. Anyway need to thanks everyone for the love these concepts are getting, even those who comed with criticism were really kind and patient. Also Suggestions are welcomed for anything that will come after copper

[weirdartyankovich]

Animation exercise bc i havent posted in all of eternity sorry.

Contructive criticism very very very all the way welcome bc i need to do an improvement speedrun ok thanks bye.

[itsthwippingtime]

make me choose: ↳ @annie-quill asked Star-Lord or Tony Stark

[collectingsparechangemadeeasy1]

I drew another Oz!! He’s a sleepy boi! (Contructive criticism is always welcome)

[accessiblerq]

[Plain text: More MUD! (medically unrecognised disorder)]

[Image one description: A rectangular MUD flag with the text "MUD and Proud" over it. The flag is 7 horizontal stripes that are from top to bottom: 3 shades of brown that get progressively lighter, cream colour, and 3 shades of grey-ish green that get progressively darker. On the right is a white pictogram of a thought bubble. End image description.]

[Image two description: The same as image one but without the thought bubble. End image description.]

[Image three description: A rectangular MUD flag with the text "MUD and Proud" over it. This flag is 9 horizontal stripes that are from top to bottom: black, deep ocean blue, a lighter shade of blue, blue-ish white, white, green-ish white, light green, dark green, and black. End image description.]

[Image four description: The same as image three but on the right, there is a stylised black pictogram of a brain. End image description.]

[Image five description: A rectangular MUD flag with the text "MUD and Proud" over it. This flag is 6 horizontal stripes that get progressively thinner from top to bottom, coloured from top to bottom: bright red, black, pale green, purple, bright pink, and aqua. End image description.]

[Image six description: A rectangular MUS (medically unrecognised sickness) flag with the text "MUS and Proud" over it. The flag is 7 horizontal stripes that are from top to bottom: dark orange, dark red, pink, green, dark green, muted turquoise, and muted blue. End image description.]

[Image seven description: A rectangular MUS flag with the text "MUS and Proud" over it. This flag is 7 horizontal stripes that are from top to bottom: a thin black stripe, muted dark brown, cream, brown, cream, muted dark brown, and a thin black stripe. On the left is a silhouette of a needle and syringe. On the right is a silhouette pictogram of a germ. End image description.]

[Image eight description: the same as image seven but without the silhouettes. End image description.]

If I've made an error in this image description, please let me know and I'll correct it as soon as possible!

Contructive criticism is welcome!

More MUD!

I wanted to make some things for fun with different MUD and MUS flags, multiple versions if you guys have a preference for a flag!

Proud for my MUD idenity!

[shihozaki]

(1/2, I’m sorry) Can I request a haikyuu matchup? My pronouns are she/her, I'm bi (kinda male leaning) 5'0, a Pisces, ISFP and generally petite. I wear glasses, have medium brown hair and eyes. I'm an aggressively loving mom friend, I don't have the highest self esteem but I’m working on it. I'm quiet, reserved and introverted around those I don’t like but witty, sarcastic, stubborn and kind of a smug little shit around those I’m comfortable with.

Sorry this took so long! Thank you so much for being my first Matchup-person :)

I pair you up with Sawamura Daichi!

- As a mom friend, you need a “dad” figure to balance it out!

- Daichi is a loyal and supportive boyfriend. He would definitely help with your self esteem.

- Even if you aren’t athletic, he appreciates that you signed up as a manager to support him and his teammates.

- SNEAKS KISSES IN BETWEEN PRACTICES

- He encourages you in a lot of things and he helps you believe in yourself. He doesn’t understand why your self esteem is low. Like, you’re just so perfect for him??

- In return, you help his emotional side. Daichi doesn’t enjoy talking about emotions, but you help him express his feelings.

- You guys are affectionate and playful with each other!

- Whenever you make cheeky little comments at him, he laughs and plays right along.

- Daichi loves your size, too. You’re not only sweet, witty, and cute but you’re also WAY shorter than him?? Like you just fit right into his arms??

- He loves it when you bake something for him and his teammates. He lowkey wants to brag about you so badly, but he keeps his composure.

- He thinks it’s funny that you’re so dense. It took you so long to realize that he liked you, even though he hinted at it a BUNCH of times. He still teases you about it.

- You guys balance each other super well, and you cannot imagine life without each other :)))

Scenario: When you bake together.

“I don’t understand how you do this so well.” Murmured Daichi, trying his best to spread the frosting. You laughed. Watching your boyfriend struggle was so cute. Usually it would have been you struggling, considering how dependent Daichi was. You were mostly the one asking him for help, but it was funny to see your boyfriend wrestle a simple baking task. “Daichi, I think that’s enough Frosting for the cake.” You took over, decorating the cake with strawberries and chocolate. Daichi opened his mouth, motioning you to drop a chocolate into it. You giggled and obliged, eating one yourself after as well. “Our hard work has made such a cute cake.” Said Daichi, smiling proudly. “I mean, mostly, my hard work. You struggled with the electric mixer for half an hour.” You replied with a smirk. “I wasn’t told it would be so violent.” Chuckled Daichi. “But, in the end, the cake looks amazing. How does eating it in the living room while playing video games sound?” “You know me too well.” You replied. You couldn’t be happier.

Song: Purple Rain by Prince

Thank you for the request, Contructive criticism is always welcome!! I hope to see you again soon :)))

[just-an-aussie-fandom-hermit]

I don’t usually (like, at all actually lmao) rant about my personal life but I feel like this needs to be said:

Throwback to that time someone commented on a piece of work i’d written (fanfiction) and it was basically them telling me:

- my pacing could make the icexaps freeze back over

- and that if I wasn’t a “good” or “skilled” or “proper” (I think that was the actual word?? Idk I deleted the comment because I didn’t want anyone even interacting with this dunce) writer than I shouldn’t be writing at all, much less putting it on the internet.

If by “proper” you mean “have a published novel” or “have a degree in writing” I am already on my way (and already well indebted to the AUS government) to getting a degree in creative writing (editing, analysis, the whole shebang), so, there you go I guess.

- you want a “proper writer”? Employ me??? Because otherwise I do this in my free time, and my personal/professional life will be my priority, because writing/fandom is something that brings me joy an enriches me, not something I do for other people.

- my story was weird and unoriginal

Like??? Hello?? Who do you think you are, The Writing God? The Overlord of Creative Writing? Sorry mate, you’re not, you’re just a gatekeeper with serious superiority issues. And clearly lacking in the skills needed to give contructive criticism in a work instead of useless insults (not even written well lmao).

- The comment also said I should “stick with a theme” and decide “whether I want to make people laugh or cry.”

That’s — who’s gonna tell them that’s not how storytelling works? I wasn’t being pseudo-intellectual by suddenly changing the whole theme of my story, I was just adding in some humour to add depth to the characters and make the characters seem more fleshed-out. Calm yourself.

I don’t know what this person wanted to achieve (maybe just to bully me because it’s “fun” or whatever) but this and comments like it are utterly pointless, downright meanspirited and are so harmful to the creative community.

Constructive criticism (that is, commentary that is actually useful and insightful to the author(s) which may help them improve/refine their work(s) in meaningful ways), is not always welcome, as more than a few creators just wanna write/put their self-indulgent content out there and don’t really want any interaction outside of that.

If there’s a formatting problem or a translation problem, or i’ve written something offensive, or you’re confused by my meaning, please let me know and I will change it, but don’t rock up to my comment section and talk about how “[redacted because they used a slur] you think me and my story are because it deviates from the source material and it’s therefore dumb.

Thank you for your time and enjoy your day.

[dysfunctionalfangirl]

Falling For You’re Best Friend

A/N: I am really bad at titles, sorry.

Word Count: 603

@imaginebeinghamiltrash 

You were sitting on the couch of your two bedroom apartment as the smell of fresh buttery popcorn filled the room, you closed you’re eyes and inhaled deeply relishing the moment. You opened you’re eyes and kept scrolling through the netflix movie options for the night as you’re roommate and best friend Lafayette entered the room with the popcorn. 

“Any luck, (y/n)?” the Frenchman asked as he plopped down next to you on the couch, covering himself with the same fluffy blanket you were already warm and comfy in.

“I don’t see anything I really want to watch… except for 27 Dresses…” You mumbled the last part quietly, looking at Lafayette with pleading eyes.

“We’ve watched that movie 27 times already, mon ami.” he said with a giggle. He took the remote and pressed play as you laid you’re head against you’re best friends chest and settled in for you’re weekly movie night. It was perfect, as were all things between you and you’re best friend.

It was about a month later, as you were preparing for another movie night with Laf. You check you’re phone and pout. He’s usually home by now.  You scroll through the netflix titles and you feel your phone vibrate, when you pick it up you see its a text from Lafayette. He’s still out with his blind date. apparently they really hit it off. You text back that it’s fine, that you’re happy for him. But deep down, it hurts. You shake the feeling, he’s your best friend. You should feel happy for him, right? You put on a movie you haven’t seen, but you’re too caught up in your thoughts to pay attention. You can’t help but feel jealous, and fall asleep on the couch, with tears in you’re eyes.

You wake up to the sound of a door, a few hours later. Lafayette walks into the room and you wipe your tears away. “oh hey, didn’t expect you to still be up.” he said, sitting on the couch next to you. You check you’re phone, not wanting to look at him right now. You felt so hurt and didn’t even understand why. It was 4 a.m.

“I think i should go to bed,” you mumbled, as you pulled yourself up off the couch. You feel tears well up in your eyes as you start to walk away but he grabs your wrist gently to stop you.

“I’m sorry, (y/n). For missing movie night. Are you upset?” he was genuinely concerned. You’ve been best friends forever and you didn’t want to lose each other.

You quickly wipe you’re tears before turning to face him. “No, im fine.” You almost got away with that but you’re voice cracked at the end and Lafayette could always tell when you were upset.

“Je suis désolé, mon ami. I am so sorry. I wont miss movie night again, okay.” He pulled you into his arms in a warm hug, and you felt safe. Then it hit you, harder than a ton of bricks. You were in love.

“Lafayette, I’m not upset about the movie,” You mumbled into his chest as he held you. “I’m upset because… I love you.��

He gently pulled you away, just slightly. He didn’t say a word. He lifted your chin to look up at him, wiped away your tears. He looked so deep into you’re eyes that it felt like the two of you were floating together, “I have always wanted to hear you say that, mon amour.” He leaned in and softly kissed your lips, and in that moment you knew, everything was perfect.

[rickyyysaurus]

This is just a oneshot about Torri. It’d be cool if you read it but it’s cool if you don’t

Beep, beep, beep, beep

A hand slams down on the alarm clock. Blankets rustle and a girl sits up sleepily. She shuffled to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. She thumps down the stairs in a skirt and cardigan. She places a slice of bread in the toaster and puts on her shoes. The toast pops up, she slings her backpack over her shoulder, stuffs the toast in her mouth and shuts the door behind her. The heavy fog quickly sucks any heat away and a chill settles into her bones. Pulling the cardigan closer, she strides along gravel path through the trees. The gravel crunches damply underfoot and the crows sing a chorus for her. She counts the tree frogs she spots on the way and kicks acorns across the path. Lights shine through the fog and a cottage with a lantern out front comes into view. As she approaches a new girl steps out and locks the door. She waves and jumps down a few steps before joining the first girl. They exchange gifts, as they do every morning. The first girl receives an owl feather, the other gets an arrow head. They smile softly and pocket their gifts. As they begin walking down the winding path to a waiting bus they link hands and share hushed giggles. They grow smaller and fade into the fog, but their footprints hold their morning’s story.

The first girl is Torri, the other is her girlfriend.

Contructive criticism is always welcome!

[ultrastimpaks]

Glimpse of Us

Maeve x Calum (The Last of us)

TW: Arguments, Mention of Death

525 words

Note: Contructive criticism is always welcome, as well as your overall opinion on it!

"For some, being safe inside quarantine areas is the only way to survive the outbreak that has been going on for over 20 years now. But for Maeve, it feels like the breaking point for her and Calum."

“I didn’t ask you to save me, Calum!” her voice raised, hands making cut motions in the air for each other said like knives meant to hurt him, somehow. X’s eyes froze, as if seeing an explosion right in front of him, and the boom reverberating through every bone of his. “This” she vaguely gesticulates around “was not what I wanted. We were barely making it together, Calum! And you thought bringing me here on your white horse would suddenly make me feel what? Grateful? And we would work on whatever was killing us outside? In this quaratine hell?”

 There is silence for a minute. A quiet hum fills it as they stare at each other. Anger meets hurt, but it’s not enough for Maeve. She looks into Calum’s eyes for clues, for any chance of an answer. This is nothing new, she knows. The feeling that comes in these arguments is almost of a Deja Vu, words rehearsed so many times it almost feels like a beautiful sad dance; each knows their place, fingers being pointed at precisely the right time for the other’s eyes.

“answer me, Cal” she pleas, eyes softening for a moment as she looks for a light inside of his green ones. 

“I wouldn’t let you die outside” his voice quivers, but it is clear how much he is trying to keep it controlled “that’s out of the question. You can’t ask me to let you die, Mae. Doesn’t matter how much you hate this, or me.”

“I wasn’t going to die outsi-”

“Of course you fu-” he breathes “of course you would! I can be a lot of things to you, but I’m not an idiot.” 

Silence again. Calum runs his hands over his hair, paces a bit before making his way towards the door. Always the one to keep words to himself, bottle feelings up and leave first. A gift, he considered, but to Maeve it felt like running away from problems.

“I won’t let you blame me for still loving you” He turns around, brows furrowed in an almost angry face. Almost. Calum was too hurtful to feel anything of the sort for Maeve. “I wanted to give you a shot in the future. Shit, I didn’t even consider us, you know? I’m not oblivious! I know we have no future. If you want this to end, just say so. But don’t push it to me anytime you can’t deal with things how they are now. If you loathe me so bad, you will have to end it.”

He turns around, knowing the next steps to the dance very well; no ending words or additions to the choreography. Just silence, as always. There are days when he wants it to be over, for her to make her move so the curtains can be drawn and the audience to clap sadly to their concert. Then, words would be thrown at them like bouquets to congratulate their hard work, the long nights rehearsing the same arguments meant to impact. And then they would both hold hands one last time to thank everyone for coming and staying for the show.

[ao3feed-danielsousa]

baby i'm a gangster too and it takes two to tango (dance with me)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/5Bwc6Uu

by sundariiyo

"Why hello Peggy," came her too silky voice, "it's been so long since we last saw each other."

If looks could kill, Dottie would be a puddle of goo and red lipstick.

"What the hell is your game here, Dottie?"

Words: 677, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Agent Carter (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Peggy Carter, Dottie Underwood, Jack Thompson (Marvel), Daniel Sousa

Relationships: Peggy Carter/Dottie Underwood, Peggy Carter & Jack Thompson, Peggy Carter & Daniel Sousa, Peggy Carter & Dottie Underwood

Additional Tags: Author is tired, author also hasn't written anything in a long time :), ily dottie, Jack Thomspon lives, my man deserves to live, author doesn't have a beta for this fic, so any criticism (contructive) is welcome!, they (peggy and dottie) are dating your honor, this is pre-relationship btw, I might make a second part

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/5Bwc6Uu