#constructive critism welcome

[samytheshoulderdemon]

Uhhh more…..

[punyhoomans]

[chirstina-i3]

I need honest feedback on my art. My friends just glaze it, but i would like some type of constructive criticism, Please 🙏

[drocknation-blog]

I’d like to know what people think of my voice demo tell? I’m still new to all of this, so I’d love some input

[yellow-blue-fever-dream]

I wrote this at 2am it does not have a title it will never get one:

If I could go back I’d hold you close

I’d hug you tight and wisper sweet nothings in your ear

I’d move the hair you hate to one side

Wrap it round my fingers hold your hand with the other

I wouldn’t say it was ok

I’d let you cry into my neck

Take stained metal away

Replace it with my own hand

We could sit quiet

Basking in a strange familiarity

You could talk or laugh or wail

I’d listen

I’d promise to listen to

But you wouldn’t need to talk

Because I’d already know

[leonasmonarch]

Finally finished it💔 It’s nowhere near good enough to post but I still will! While I do accept constructive criticism, don’t speak unless you have anything nice to say!

[mauve-mocha-fount]

I need someone to make me develop a pavilion response to criticism that counters my rejection sensitivity by turning my brain into a useless fuzzy goo.

[astr0nom1c4l]

First draft!!!! i love writing young idiots in love<3

I stroked Cece’s back gently as she slept. She was purring, softly, with her nose in the crook of my neck and her arms wrapped around me. So tired… I sniffed her hair gently. Just a hint of clean shampoo and…her. I don’t know how to describe it. Cece just smells like Cece. 

She stirred slightly, holding me tighter and starting to snore. Just a bit. It sounded like a purr.

“Shh, go sleep,” i told her.

She only held me closer in response. I pulled the blanket over her shoulder to keep her warm, and idly ran my fingers through her hair. It was soft, so soft, and heavy. Her hair was never fine, but oh was it soft! It was never tangled, always smooth, always lovely. Especially in the morning, when she first wakes up and her hair's so fluffy and nice. 

I've only seen it the few times I've slept over. I come over with a sleeping bag and have fun eating pizza and playing video games, then later I find myself sharing her blanket. I feel like the luckiest girl in the world, dating her.

…

Dovie was carding her fingers through my hair as she always did. She was so gentle with me, I think she thought I was asleep.  then again, she just told me to go to sleep… does she know? 

whatever. I'll just hold her closer. her skin is so soft, mmn… she's holding me so tightly. how is she so gentle? am I not heavy for her…?

maybe not like this. 

I can't believe I have her. she is the most beautiful, caring, loving, active girlfriend I could ever have. her hands are so careful, and she smells so comforting, like a warm blanket…

she is far from warm though. her skin is freezing! always! I have to cuddle her and keep her warm lest she turn into an ice cube.