#Comingofage

[yourfavcoquette]

I like to romanticise life by pretending im in a coming of age film

[lisa-dorina]

What's Levi drawing in this panel of chapter 9?

It's his adventurer cat oc! Levi is still pondering about whether or not he's able to cast magic.

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[anderperrylover]

FLORIDA - ONE HELL OF A DRUG

A DPS ENSEMBLE TRIBUTE - CAUSE DAMN IT HELTON CLASS OF 1959 - YOU HAVE MY HEART?

[marketingsentimental]

[jellyjinxx]

[artbleed]

Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.- C. S. Lewis

[ifvioletteherlive]

"In dirty jeans and vintage jerseys with the logos all but warn off he was a work of art, a masterpiece even, carved from above - but now, as he stood dapper and pristine, he was godly."

[vicomaco]

Ahoy reader, I'm here to vent. My second favorite season is coming, outside the window the sky is showering washing away the sweltering warmth and it inspires me to do the same with my suffocating self, now in pre-mid life (33) and confuse on the direction, tired of all those coats I've put on my shoulders without consent of a self now lost inside the textile. I just spent 2 or more hours of a working day cleaning my tumblr page, I made all of my past drawings private. Doing so I retraced the 10 or more years spent in this platform through different life phases and artistic epiphanies. I realized how much I forgot of myself, especially the joy I had drawing my pictures in my sparetime. Since I remember I have always had a sketchbook and a trousse of pens and pencils on me, everywhere. During elementary, college, high schools, I remember long train trips filling pages with doodles and thoughts. I stopped filling sketchbooks around eight years ago, close to my diploma, I had countless short deadlines, many white nights and a lot of stress. But I still had school assignements and side projects with friends both done in traditional techniques. No more traditional drawing for me, but still drawing for side fun projects. The school trained me to be an illustrator, more than a comic artist. To experiment and test different tools, my favorite still are inks and gouaches. Life after school became all about comics. And comics, at the - fucking long- beginning of your carreer are 90% ridiculously poor payed. The reasonable choice I took to balance that with the time spent on each page was to learn to actually make them on photoshop, safer if you have to erase, remove pages, redo faces. I didn't have much spare time, but when I had I used it experimenting brushes and learning a bit better the programs while making doodles for myself. No, actually a big changement happened: social networks. Facebook, Tumblr, Instagram and all. Part of me was doing them for myself and in order to evolve the technique, part of me was doing them to display them online. The quest for the "likes" serotonin-dispenser just started.

Now, in bigger comic projects, with bigger life events, and less daily energy I have no spare time, I'm full into professional work. Written by someone else, I'm full time into someone else's world. Comics are already life-sucking, but a life-sucking project when it's not even yours it sucks even the ground under your feet. Now I watch, I don't see, I execute, I'm unable to observe anymore. So I don't post on socials anymore, I'm being consumed by them while consuming time, brainless, zombiengly lurking memes and other distractions from the void this job created in me. I don't remember what I like, what I want to draw, what I would write on a sketchbook and god how I miss traditional techniques, I miss having my own ideas, my personal vertical projects and my personal horizontal purpose, I miss the joy behind my work, I don't remember myself. I've never been consistent, nor obsessed too much on something. I've always be in love with the act of drawing, the state of mind you have while doing it, the beautiful line, the beautiful palette. Every subject could be nicely done. I deeply respect artists with the same style, experimenting inside their comfort zone, obsessed with a subject and pursuing it year after year after year. They are coherent, awhile ago they chose one only coat and they decide to wear only that, and year after year it fits them always better. I myself I'm much better than before in terms of style, composition, lines, narration. The appearence of my style is much more solid, the inside is void. My old drawings in this blog were impressive, they could tell the joy I had experimenting. The oldest ones, the traditional ones, were the happiest. My technical traditional skills were better than my actual digital ones and the soul behind each sketch was so alive! I removed the old drawings from my blog not because I'm ashamed by them. But because I had a pity looking at this decline over and over, I wanted a -maybe?- fresh start. Fall always offers me new resolutions and will for changes, now I'm imploding, I'm sick of memes, I'm sick of stupidities, I'm sick of my poor time management. I want to come back in tumblr because it was, to my remindings, the healthier of the social networks, the less silly (at least my dashboard), the more balanced in aesthetic and content. I want to try to let it help me venting or finding myself again, I guess. Are you experiencing my same sickness of the pointless time-sucking web?

[chillwildwave]

4*TOWN: Unfiltered - 9: Robaire (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1399037721-4-town-unfiltered-9-robaire?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=BlackBoi006&wp_originator=IsfKbc%2BJiulfsDbXqDMkAXAKneb0ei1EeIFLpux1kHgebfshQiSKjRipxWFlR8GJe3kKcDnR0Zg2Ekez%2FqvKbX7R4tvscgwKXXmue3U%2B8zn58FnC%2FgIfzpcj%2BfK1B%2BUu The title of being the greatest boyband of all time means topping charts, captivating audiences and becoming the face of the music industry. But for 4*TOWN, it means something different... Robaire was just your average teen who's never had it easy to begin with, but dreams of being a superstar soon came in. When he was asked to hire 4 other boys, Jesse, Tae Young, Aaron T and childhood friend Aaron Z, they had the package any future boyband would offer: good looks, talent and charisma. However, it was never that way to begin with... As soon as their label, Synth Beats Music secured a spot for the group to work on their two albums, the heat just started to rise: loss of identity, thoughts if sacrifice, being "mommy's little starlight" and fear of being reduced to nothing. But when they get sidelined by their label abruptly, they realise that Robaire's perfectionism caused problems within the group, which caused Aaron Z to remain voiceless in order to not bring remorse to the boys and himself. Now, as a way to gain their star back, they must figure out what being 4*TOWN really means to them and what it stands for as young millennials who just started a year prior. Will they be able to rebuild their journey? Will Robaire and Aaron Z's rivalry cause a limbo? How will they reconcile as a group? The only way is to find out the real truth that has yet to be answered... 4*TOWN doesn't belong to me, all rights go to Disney and Pixar.

[iiilosthopeontheeastcoast]

The Perks Of Being A Wallflower (2012)

Written and directed by Stephen Chobsky

[lisa-dorina]

May I present you another Tannenberg character: Jule ("Yoo-le/Yoo-leh?"). I've been wanting to make a first design for her since so long.  Her role is supposed to be a mirrored female version of Piet: pretty, a good kid, straight-A student, gets along with everyone, kind, tidy, is very good at something (I still need to figure out), has a lot of hidden pressure and stress going on.

I think she'll be one grade above Piet, so appr. one year older than him. They get along. (There are bets going on whether they will become a couple.)

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[anderperrylover]

THOUGHTS? DEAD POET'S SOCIETY EDITION

Just thoughts I wanted to get out there

So Dead Poet's Society? Right? Now that I think of it was a film that came out when my dad was in his like late teens (technically he was around the same age as some of the cast). And somehow this film - made and released during their time has been one that resonated with the next generation? I am looking at the film and thinking, and I couldn't help but wonder.

I am not talking specifically about the aesthetic or anything but namely how this one film was definitely not made for my demographic. However - 35 or so years later I read a post here or come across a playlist or an edit or a series of head canons - I see how much this single film has impacted generations who came after.

I relate to this film on a very personal level (put the shipping factors aside). I remember watching scenes with Neil and I could almost recall having similar conversations in life and I had to take a step back and think as to why I wanted to block this film out for a while. I resonated with Todd as a writer but also as someone who had a very similar experience (shy - lack of confidence - but one who found their people). Other than that there were relationships within the story that made me look back at the ones I have and had and all that I am grateful for.

Also as a coming of age film I feel like it is one of the most realistic ones out there. The themes and the extremely bittersweet ending are raw and it hit me like a pile of bricks. The fact that they fell apart because of the things they loved - the heart of the group not being there made things drift apart - and those dreamers and poets who speak out are the ones to leave behind a deeply flawed system (and the cause and reason and leaving is depicted in extremely sad ways - they might give up on everything - or be kicked out for what they believed in - or carry extreme guilt for the rest of their lives) - There are those who fall in love and the ones that betray you and all of that can happen in just a few month. Things that took years to build like friendships and fellowships can crumble because of something external and all you believed in might not fix that.

(Also something weird just jog my memory if I am wrong but throughout the film these three use O Captain, My Captain - and its all in important moments - The last one to use it is Todd - Which I just think just captures his growth - he's taken up the confidence brought by two of his closest friends and a teacher who changed his life for at least a small fraction in time)

I had a few teachers in my life like Keating. They are the reason I never gave up on writing or doing things I love. They gave me reason to believe that I had something small I could put to use - I had a teacher who taught me at 14 who told me to never give up writing and another teacher who told me to continue writing poetry - another who showed to me that I should continue to fall in love with reading - another who showed me that the world was beyond the academics (as I studied classics - it was far more than that cookie cutter stereotype) - Also Keating as a teacher who actually listens - who is there to guide and help the boxes that literally hold students in uniformity

I don't know why - and how a film from the past can have such an impact on me in the 21st century - Very few films have impacted me in this manner and most of the films that have impacted me in that way were released in my lifetime. That being said I think myself lucky to have this to go back to. The film is a cathartic ritual of living, laughing in the moment and weeping and crying afterwards.

[marketingsentimental]

[writtenbychip]

I'm new here!

Hi all! My name is Chip Francine and I’m new here at, Tumblr. With great enthusiasm, I’m thrilled to be here, and eager to share my fiction writing with all of you.

Having dedicated the past ten years to writing fanfiction (which brings me immense joy!), I have now mustered the courage to introduce my original fiction to the world. Scary process, a little, but also thrilling and exciting. 

I am excited to share my debut serial story with you, titled “A Bronx Romance.” This is a coming of age story focusing on two 19-year-old girls from New York City who fall in love in 1977.

As the weeks progress, and I figure out how to use this platform more, I will be posting snippets from the story, share a few facts about that era and talk about my writing process a bit.

I hope it will be an enjoyable and exciting experience for everyone! Thanks! And remember to follow! :)

[in-tenebris-et-in-solitudine]

Do you ever start telling your parents a funny story, but then you remember what happened was illegal.