#I'm proud of myself

[enii]

Slowly, learning to love myself💕

#illustration #artists on tumblr #cute #artoftheday #digital illustration #wholesome #beautiful #beautiful message #love #slowly learning to love myself #love myself #love yourself #unconditional love #sweet #swett illustration #cute art #you are loved #loved #i'm proud of myself #prioritize yourself #prioritize my mental health #prioritize your healing #prioritizing my mental health #i love myself #i am not alone #i will be okay #proceate #procreate art #art #artist on tumblr

[sleepys-circus]

i was looking at the 1.6 notes and

You know what DOES work for pigs?

#Yeah #I'm proud of myself #stardew valley #stardew valley spoilers #sdv #gravity falls

[akhuna01]

My latest mixed media piece, titled 'Confusing thoughts, slippery dreams'.

The face is watercolour, the background acrylics, the 3d fish are papercraft. I'm really pleased with the result.

I also like the b&w filter over it.

#art #my art #mixed media #canvas #acrylics #art therapy #goldfish #portrait #watercolour #i'm proud of myself #and glad that the painting is finally out of my brain

[crowfromfoggyforest]

Rumple + text posts (plus Belle)

#i've finally made some of these myself #i'm proud of myself #this took way too long #so please appreciate it #also i've got more so #this is part 1 #text post meme #once upon a time #rumplestiltskin #ouat rumple #ouat humor #(my ideas

[littledoofing]

✨Progress✨

January vs August

#i'm proud of myself #both are cute but obviously now is better😈💖 #I genuinely hope this hyperfixation lasts me forever #heinz doofenshmirtz #perry the platypus #phineas and ferb #candace flynn #pnf #art progress

[i-like-the-eyes]

V: “That man just knows which of my buttons he needs to push”

C: “Oh, my devil, aren't you just one big button?”

V:“When it comes to you I apparently am”

My boy - Vitus and his favorite nightmare❤️🏳️‍🌈🔥

Read more about these two in my fic: Lowered Shades

#the corinthian #the corinthian fanart #vitus and the corinthian #v and cori #lowered shades #i-like-the-art #digital art #gay #gay art #gay artist #queer #the corinthian fan fic #I'm proud of myself #spent way too much time on this #especially on v's tattoos #I love these two #but jealous of my boy ngl #my fan fic #my art

[soupara]

Aahhhhhhh I finally finished this yippee!

Day 1: Soulmates

#pretend that it's not a day late #sulemioweek23 #g witch #sulemio #gwitch #suletta mercury #miorine rembran #gundam witch from mercury #my art #going feral with how good this turned out #i'm proud of myself

[doumadono]

Folks! I'm incredibly proud to share that I've successfully completed my doctoral thesis! It spans an impressive 520 pages, marking the culmination of two intense years of dedicated research. While exhaustion lingers from the final push, there's one last hurdle — the awaited doctoral defense next year, where I aim to secure a well-deserved grade 💜 I extend my heartfelt gratitude to all of you for your unwavering support throughout this challenging journey. Your encouragement has meant the world to me. Much love to everyone who frequently checked on me and my progress 💜💙

#personal #author's rant #life of a neurosurgeon #life of a doctor #doctor thesis #neurosurgeon #i'm proud of myself

[conscydraws]

Such a nice day to have a walk with your loved one 🥰

#conscydraws #tian guan ci fu #heaven official's blessing #hualian #hua cheng #xie lian #8 months of work #i'm not kidding i started drawing this in October #thankfully it turned out exactly as i pictured it in my mind ✨👌 #i'm proud of myself #because i'm not your average artist. my skill is not that high #i fight the canvas with sheer determination #also happy pride month everyone 😁🎉 #tgcf

[booigi-boi]

Just because it isn’t spooky season doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy a free, high quality web series about the Legend of Sleepy Hollow 🎃

Can’t recommend it enough

#shipwrecked #shipwrecked comedy #headless: a sleepy hollow story #headless series #the legend of sleepy hollow #my art #art #art post #digital #digital art #fanart #fan art #sketch #drawing #we can ignore all the height differences and size issues lol #I'm proud of myself #out of all these I think my fav is Gravy #sorry I couldn't draw all #web series

[tapakah0]

Ohhh, right now I feel like it's good~ Some days ago I felt like Toon Boom is better, it always changes I mean, they all are good! It's easier for me to make something colored in Clip Studio, especially if I want to make something shiny It's a bit harder in Toon Boom as I'm still not so good with coloring features in here

#I feel like I said something very illogical and stupid #I'm proud of myself

[boliv-jenta]

I did something really, really good, and there's no one here to celebrate with me. Please add your celebration gifs and share something you are proud of.

#i'm proud of myself #all my pedro boys would be proud too #celebrate #why are you proud today?

[sneetsnootyoit]

New Photos of Pedro Pascal???

Our boy is training!!

#pedro pascal #pedropascal #i love pedro pascal #jose pedro balmaceda pascal #pedrito pascal #pedrohub #I'm so sorry #actually no i'm not #this is hilarious #i'm proud of myself #jaspre enjoys #hehehe #i have no regrets

[abihastastybeans]

HEY

I washed and conditioned my hair without any hurry today! I did a face mask after quite a WHILE! I gave myself a pedicure!!! My feet aren't all scratchy anymore, they feel as smooth as a baby's butt. AND I painted my toe nails after literal years

Life is good😌

#I'm proud of myself #go abi

[pickleking8]

Adoption Isn’t All It’s Cracked Up To Be -- Chapter Two

This is chapter two to ‘that one fic idea I had’! I really enjoyed writing this one. It’s my first time writing a fic, and I’m having a lot of fun. This chapter is from Jazz’s POV. This is mostly just set up, the next chapter should be when the plot actually gets going. 

Words: 1,085

Ao3 Link 

First -- Next -- Masterpost

TW: blood, vivisection, neglectful/abusive parents

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     Jasmine Fenton was panicking. She was definitely, surely, without a doubt panicking. Her breathing was quickened, she was close to crying, her hands were shaking, and her baby brother was bleeding out in the back seat of her scrappy old car. Danny, her sweet, kind, dead baby brother was bleeding Christmas colors in the back seat of her car. Yeah, she was panicking.

    “It’s okay, you’re gonna be okay, I’ll protect you, I won’t let anyone hurt you again, okay, you’ll be safe - safe - okay?” She was only vaguely aware of whispering this, over and over again, throwing as many reassurances as she could at Danny, whose eyes were squeezed shut and whose breath was coming out ragged and hitched.

    She needed to think. What was she going to do now? She needed a plan. Yes. A plan, that’s what she needed. Baby steps. She’s got this. Okay, first, where to go? What city has enough ectoplasm to both sustain Danny and hide his signature? In what city will no one notice, or care, if two teenagers show up and start living on their own? Gotham, of course. Dark, gloomy, and hidden. She could protect her brother there. Accelerating, she made several questionable driving choices and steeled herself for the long ride to Gotham that would surely be filled with worry and regret.

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    Jazz heaved a deep sigh as Gotham’s signature skyline came into view. Grand gothic architecture with solemn gargoyles and sweeping rooftops. It was as beautiful as she was pretty sure it was cursed. Danny’s breathing in the backseat was slow and shallow. It was much slower than a normal human’s but fairly regular for Danny. His brow was furrowed in his sleep, a perpetual grimace of pain evident on his face. Jazz quickly turned her eyes back to the plastic-littered road, both to avoid crashing in the worsening traffic and to avoid the swell of emotion that rose looking at her baby brother. Her baby brother, whom she had sworn to protect, and whom she had failed so miserably. She shook her head, trying to dispel those thoughts before they overtook her. She failed at this too, the images of Danny sprawled out on a clinical metal table, his chest dominated by a gaping incision and the rest of his skin mottled with bruises, swam in front of her eyes like persistent flies. The way his blood reflected the fluorescent green light from those buzzing (so, so much buzzing. Everything seemed to buzz) light bulbs in the basement. She never wants to look at that shade of green again.

    It’s too neon, she thinks, too bright, too green, too much of it in her brother’s blood that was not inside his body, where it really should be.

   She’s in shock, she thinks. Yes, she’s in shock. She remembers the psychology books she’s read describing trauma response. She’s in shock. She has all the symptoms. This is bad, though. If she’s in shock then she can’t think straight and if she can’t think straight then she can't protect Danny! She needs to protect Danny. She needs to. Jazz swears, she won’t let anything bad happen to her brother ever again. Never, ever, ever, ever. He’ll be safe, she’ll make sure of it, she’ll protect him, she’ll do better, she’ll be everything he needs, and she will damn well rain destruction on anyone who tries to hurt her sweet, precious Danny who’s already been so broken by the world. She’ll do anything.

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    Jazz pulls up to a hotel with a flickering neon sign (not neon, anything but neon, she can’t handle neon) and a door that squeals in protest when asked, even politely, to open. The clerk, a tired and raggedy looking young man, doesn’t question Jazz’s request for their most out of the way (and cheapest) room. Doesn’t question Jazz’s poor attempts to hide Danny and the alarming amount of blood he’s covered in. Doesn’t even question finding Jazz in the employee break room, holding their only first aid kit behind her back with a desperate look on her face. Simply raises an eyebrow and turns back around. Jazz is grateful.

    Back in their foul-smelling room about half an hour later, Jazz ties off the bandages now cocooning Danny’s chest and finally allows herself to breathe a sigh of relief. It’s okay, they’re safe, Danny will be okay, she will be okay. She can figure this out. They can stay in this hotel for a couple of days, maybe a week, before she can find some cheap apartment to stay in. She can get a job. She… won’t be able to go to college. Get her degree in psychology, like she always dreamed. She can’t. She’ll need the money she saved up just to survive, to take care of Danny, and anyway, enrolling in university would let the Fentons know exactly where they were.

    Only nineteen and your dreams are already in the toilet. Her thoughts continue to scream at her, and she smiles bitterly, but it’s really more of a grimace that makes her tired eyes seem even more hollow.

    She shouldn’t be thinking like that. Danny’s hurt, Danny’s more important. She’ll figure it out. She’ll change her name. Talk it over with Danny first, see what he likes, but they’ll change their name. She certainly doesn’t want to be a Fenton anymore, and she doubts Danny does either. She can take online classes. Eventually. Yeah, she can do this. Running a hand through her carrot-orange hair, she sighs for what must have been the thousandth time that day.

    It is only when she feels her tears dripping off her chin that she realizes she is crying. They start as silent tears dribbling down her face, and then morph into hiccups and little hitches in her breath and the tears begin to fall more steadily, and before she knows it she is doubled over heaving big, gut-wrenching sobs. She cries, for herself, for her broken dreams, for her broken life. She cries for Danny and how small he looks, curled up on a dirty, bare mattress. She cries for the bandages around his chest and for the pain they’ve both known. And she cries for a very long time. Eventually, the tears stop and her cheeks dry, and she is left sitting in the corner of a shitty hotel room, hair askew and head in her hands, deafened by the silence and quieted by the rasping breaths she and her brother draw.

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I would appreciate constructive criticism, thank you for reading!

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Next -- Masterpost

#Danny Phantom #jazz fenton #BatFam #Jason Todd #Red Hood #Batman #Tw blood #Tw vivisection #Tw experimentation #Yayyyy second chapter! #i'm proud of myself #please give me constructive criticism #dpxdc #dcxdp #dpxdc crossover

[noddynods]

#i'm proud of myself #super paper mario #dimentio #spm #spm mimi #o'chunks #nastasia spm #team bleck