Show me what you're proud of!
As the name says, show me what your proud of! Often times it feels like what we're the most proud of goes unnoticed. So lets see what you have, Id like to find some art to fave or deviants to follow!
Heres some things im proud of:
feedback would be greatly appreciated, Ill send feedback for feedback.
Heres some things im proud of:
feedback would be greatly appreciated, Ill send feedback for feedback.
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There's this drawing I did for the birthday of a friend of mine
And then there's the most recent chapter of the Pokémon fanfic I'm working on. I think I've improved a lot in writing battle scenes!
And then there's the most recent chapter of the Pokémon fanfic I'm working on. I think I've improved a lot in writing battle scenes!
Limitless dreams Ch.26: Like a G6The whole city felt very calm as I walked towards the gym. I was anxious to try out mega evolution with Trevor! Yes, I had a disadvantage against Winona, but I didn’t care. When you trust your pokémon, there’s nothing that can stop you.
I entered the gym, which doors opened with a strong blow of air, determined to prove my strength. That was the sixth gym leader and if I defeated her, I would only need two more badges in order to be able to take on the Elite Four. I knew I also had some nasty obstacles on my way, but I wanted to do my best so I could get rid of them as fast as possible, although I knew it wouldn’t be easy.
I had to walk through a rotating door in order to reach Winona. She was standing between two functioning small wooden mills, which made her hair move in a gentle manner. Winona appeared to be a very elegant woman.
“Hi! I’m here to challenge you to a battle.” I greeted as I usually do with gym leaders.
“Nice to meet you,
Until Dawn(Pronunciation key at bottom…)I'm all over the board for mediums....
Rain pattered across the ground, the expected storm moving across the city at its preordained pace. The storms always formed over the grey stone palace, a golden glow that permeated the air heralding their arrival. As the summoned water washed over the land, it swept away the debris of everyday life and then headed out into the slums and farmlands, renewing the realm. The grey rainclouds had been arriving at the same time for years; a land regulated by its people.
The market was closed. The entire courtyard lay deserted, where any other day there was scarcely room to move, vast expanses of stonework were left barren. The Rain was one of the only times the decorative designs could be seen. A large mandala radiated from the center of the plaza. The design spiraled out from a thick geometric center and moved gracefully across the ground, its tendrils reminiscent of energy and nature.
Normally colorful stalls fu