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keycomicbooks · 2 months ago
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Supergirl #28 (2014) Words by Tony Bedard, Yildiray Cinar Pictures #RageQuit #IMFINISHED
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Supergirl #28 (2014) Words by Tony Bedard, Yildiray Cinar Pictures #RageQuit #IMFINISHED
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tiodolma · 1 year ago
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lancelot not taking his eyes off guinevere as he was fighting against maleagant even tho maleagant was pummeling him is so foolish but so oh so simp lol
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marmastry · 2 months ago
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Okokok first! Sorry for sending another ask so soon. Second! Imfinished binging your comics and AHHHHHH I just love Maya so much.
Also you are a godsend for the slow burn hurt/comfort community🙏
ALSO also, as I said in the reblogs, I really love the textures and colors of your art style and I noticed that every comic is different in style/textures/palette, which I really enjoy. But I'm also curious as to what leads you making the stylistic decisions for each entry? This might already have been asked but i'mma still shoot my shot.
The stylistic decision is more indecisive than you think. I lack a professional background in comics. Most of the comics I made then were aided by twitter comic tips from fellow oomfs while I was driven to madness by my own self-indulgence. Every attempt was an experimental journey for me. I didn't have the discipline to study it intimately either, but the brain rot was so strong that I'd rather get the vision out there than worry about my skills haha!
Making comics is very intimidating so I tried not to work too hard on the drawings, especially at the beginning. The only way I could make them look tasteful (at least to my standards) is to give them warm overlays with solid opaque backgrounds lolll. It's a cheap trick but it elevates my sketches just a little bit! I initially thought I'd just stick to dark green backgrounds (Promise ep) for every entry but I tried another color each time and saw how it complements the tone of every episode. I just kept experimenting from there.
Hasa and Maya's stories became my avenue to see how playful I could get on a single page. It really made me fall in love with comics more.
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agstuffsworld · 1 year ago
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I just wanna take a Moment to recommend you guys to some AMAZING writers on this app!! (These are for miles!42, miles!1610, and hobie brown, but NOT all these writers only write for these characters.)
@axeoverblade
@anikaluv
@blkshoyo
@autumn-hiraeth
@brightbertalt
@deniece-receipts
@fushigur0ll
@gh0stsp1d3r
@kombuuuu
@luvjunie
@luvangl
@littyhoney
@moodysunflowerbaby
@moralesmilesanhour
@moralesluvr
@qkopi
@rbqlz
@spyder-junkie
@shitt-imfinished you
@tojisbbygworl
( I WILL CONTINUE TO ADD TO THIS!!) Please let me know who I should add!!
GO SHOW THESE WRITERS SOME LOVE THEY ARE SO AMAZING AND TALENTED.
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jojo-the-puppy · 2 months ago
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fuick it its a bad idea but imfinishing this b ottle
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olli-online · 10 months ago
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im so sleepy imfinishing this match and then passjng tf out
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gmax · 1 year ago
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imfinishing the new part of canto iv tonight...... i really wish it hadnt been so long this is kind of exhausting <3
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berrybluu3 · 4 months ago
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Oml no because I always hc pearl as a lesbian, like fullthro
Nd stupid pink lady as pansexual!!! And seeing them fall thru was such a needed shove in my gut for me to imfinish the show UGH
I wish it wasn't made for kids, I wanna see more dumb ass Yuri shit
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something something extremely shitty whiteboard thing
soemthing soemthing doomed yuri
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mmehedi · 4 years ago
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#imfinisher #halfmarathon #shamshernagar (at Shamshernagar, Sylhet, Bangladesh) https://www.instagram.com/p/CKqNZgaFtJotXaiiHXnuXFaTpO5DaEfXnU5AiU0/?igshid=1s54qbm7u9t2h
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cakeniron · 3 years ago
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Goood Morning. . Today is the day. My comic is finished and now for sale. . I'd like to ask you a favor; good or bad, do you mind purchasing it? It costs about a cup of coffee and I want to continue doing this for a living. . Writing has always been my passion and 5 years ago I started to walk the path of that passion. . Thank you for being with me the entire time. I appreciate you. . #blackgirlmagic #blacknerdgirls #seattle #comics #comicwriter #indiecomics #comixology #victorianliterature #bookreview #imfinished (at Rainbow Road) https://www.instagram.com/p/CTAOztLlv_h/?utm_medium=tumblr
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lifetrader · 4 years ago
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NVM I HAVE A FREE PERIOD..... G’DAY TO YOU..........
gday :)) im incredinbnly tired :)
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histopia-a · 5 years ago
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you   had   always   felt   strange   about   your   voice   .               you   felt   like   it   wasn’t   your   own      (      but   did   anything   about   you   feel   like      ❝      you     ❞    ?   )      ,      but   it   didn’t   feel   like   yaldabaoth’s   either   .            it   was   one   of   the   few   outliers   in   your   identity   that   you   could   say   wasn’t   artificial   .            that’s   because   it’s   your   mother’s   voice   .            from   young   the   older   women   in   choir   would   comment   about   how   your   singing   voice   was   reminiscent   of   your   mother’s   .         you   didn’t   know   how   to   feel   about   it   ;      there   was   no   pride   to   feel   .            she   had   given   up   singing   years   ago   .
your   mother   had   always   been   a   strange   woman   ,   to   say   the   least   .            frail   ,   small   ,   out   of   the   way   and   very   sedated   .         the   moment   you   were   able   to   differentiate   good   and   bad   ,   strong   and   weak   ,   you   began   to   put   everyone   in   those   boxes   .         as   you   grew   older   ,   your   mother   would   flip   flop   between   these   boxes   .            she   refused   to   stay   dormant   .         it   was   easy   to   dismiss   your   mother   as   a   cowardly   woman   when   she   let   your   father   treat   you   however   he   pleased   ,   kicking   you   about   as   she   tried   her   best   to   avert   her   eyes   .         however   ,   it   left   you   wondering   when   you’d   notice   the   sleeping   pills   she’d   crush   up   into   his   food   later   on   ,   if   not   just   to   hold   the   peace   a   little   longer   .         some   nights   she   would   frantically   hold   you   close   ,   whispering   nonsensical   prayers   and   cradling   you   like   a    doll   .         other   times   ,   she   wouldn’t   even   look   at   you   ,   or   anything   for   that   matter   .            she’d   just   sit   and   stare   ,   and   stare   ,   and   stare   ,   and   stare            ...            you’re   glad   you   couldn’t   see   what   she   saw   .
you   only   heard   tidbits   of   who   your   mother   used   to   be   from   your   grandmother   ,   and   some   of   the   other   older   women   .            she   was   not   born   there   ,   she   was   from   the   outside   world   .         she   was   a   famous   singer   ,   you   had   been   told   .            you   had   a   hard   time   believing   such   a   fearful   woman   could   sing   in   front   of   large   crowds         (         it   was   not   until   later   that   you’d   learn   it   was   because   that   fearful   woman   was   made   ,   not   born      )      .            she   never   spoke   much   ,   but   you   remember   the   times   when   she   did   so   vividly   .            she   would   always   stay   shut   but   sometimes   she’d   relinquish   herself   to   you   and   pour   some   of   herself   out   .            fragments   of   her   old   self   would   shine   through   ;      her   spunky   optimism   ,   her   playful   demeanor   .      they   were   like   brief   rays   of   sunlight   peeking   through   an   endless   storm   .            you   wanted   to   bask   in   that   warmth   so   badly   .      you   wanted   to   behold   the   brightness   of   who   miko   igarashi   was   .
as   you   got   older   and   more   accustomed   to   what   surviving   entailed   ,   those   rays   of   sunlight   were   further   and   shorter   in   between   .         her   embraces   became   more   brief   ,   her   eyes   focused   left   often   .   it’s   because   you   were   drifting   apart   from   her   and   molding   into   something   that   was   not   her   creation   .         there   was   one   thing   that   kept   her   abandoning   you   completely   ,   though   ,   and   that   was   when   you   sang   .         once   you   were   old   enough   to   get   your   education   outside   of   the   community   ,   you   quit   choir   .         you   had   joined   your   mother   in   an   oath   of   silence   ;   no   more   singing   .      this   did   not   mean   that   the   urge   never   went   away   .      your   voice   was     angelic   ,   but   somehow   also   raw   .            your   mother   never   interrupted   nor   encouraged   you   to   keep   singing   .         you   assumed   she   didn’t   have   the   strength   .            but   she   was   always   so   captivated   ,   so   absolutely   consumed   by   your   arias   .
you   had   only   asked   her   to   sing   for   you   once   .            her   refusal   was   instantaneous   .   she   seemed   fearful   ,   even   .      ❝         i   can’t   anymore   .         i   want   to   ,   but   i   can’t   .         i’m   so   sorry   ,   aya-kun   .            ❞         it   was   rare   you   expressed   disappointment   in   your   mother               ————            a   sense   of   being   failed   by   her   .   that   was   the   end   of   it   ,   though   .         your   memories   blur   together   .               when   you   sing   you   sound   like   your   mother   .            𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌 , 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚎�� 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙   .
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𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐎 & 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝟏/𝟐
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heckolve · 6 years ago
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he glowed up a bit but hes still Ugly
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ashymcgee · 3 years ago
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Goood Morning. . Today is the day. My comic is finished and now for sale. . I'd like to ask you a favor; good or bad, do you mind purchasing it? It costs about a cup of coffee and I want to continue doing this for a living. . Writing has always been my passion and 5 years ago I started to walk the path of that passion. . Thank you for being with me the entire time. I appreciate you. . #blackgirlmagic #blacknerdgirls #seattle #comics #comicwriter #indiecomics #comixology #victorianliterature #bookreview #imfinished (at Rainbow Road) https://www.instagram.com/p/CTAOT_OvMT4/?utm_medium=tumblr
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themightymiracleman · 3 years ago
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#justonemore and #imfinished I think this #appliestoeverything you #pushyourself at so just one more. That #voiceinsidemyhead I listen to!! Depending on your goals, you might want to also https://www.instagram.com/p/CPE3OSLJsds/?utm_medium=tumblr
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mr-hey-now · 7 years ago
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#imfinished #hustling #stop #asking 👌🤟🤦🏾‍♂️
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