Art TipsI am writing this for a friend and for anyone else who may find it useful. The following treatise is by no means law or the only way to do things. It's only what I know or believe so far and it's probably not applicable to most styles except those similar to my own. Take from it what you will.Art Tips4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
1.) Gesture drawings: Yeah, I know, it's one of the most annoying criticisms you'll get "you need to do more gesture drawings!" Stifle your reflex to kick them into a volcano and do it. Your art will be better for it. Try to set aside at least 15 minutes a day for gesture drawing.
2.) Draw from life: If you've been drawing or painting for any significant amount of time, you've probably heard this one too. Second verse, same as the first. Do it, your art will be better for it. Observational skills are KEY to representational art and the more you hone them, the more skilled you will become. Try to imprint on things you see around you; think of life as like a big How To catalog.
3.) Variation: Varia
SpindleThe dreamer laughs, his head thrown backSpindle7 years ago in Open More Like This
Thrown back the hands of the clock on the wall,
The clock on the wall with its hands spun back
Spun back to the dreamer across the hall.
Now in the hall waits dreamer,
And watches the spindle webbed clock pass by
Pass by the dreamer, hell stay there watching,
Watching the seconds of minutes fly .
The seconds flew by when no one was there
Just dreamer to sit, and to watch, and to stare,
Forever stays dreamer counting the clock,
Counting the minutes til the clock shall stop.
Telling The Folks -Harry+GinnyAs everybody left the Potters home, Harry turned to Ginny.Telling The Folks -Harry+Ginny5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
I cant believe it! He smiled.
Me neither! Ginny laughed, pulling her husband into a tight embrace. As they walked into their bedroom, Ginny looked at Harry. When shall we tell everyone then? she asked.
Tomorrow he replied, its Teddys birthday so everyonell be at The Burrow. Ginny nodded.
Tomorrow it is she said, wrapping her arms around her husbands neck.
When Ginny awoke the next morning Harry was already up and in the kitchen, making breakfast. Hey hon. he said bacon?
Ginny took one look at the piece of fatty meat and almost threw up. No thanks! she said, helping herself to cereal and orange juice. Harry came up behind her and wrapped his hands around her waist, patting he
put the stars to shameThe blazing hot summer sun of August sent me the gift of Blaire. She had these wide eyes that changed from silver to blue at night like deer caught in head lights and chocolate hair like the woods back home.put the stars to shame4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
On a Monday morning of a week passed by too fast, I bumped into her for the first time. She said sorry and asked me if I could fix her bike.
when her bike finally cranked back to place, we both had oil splattered black hands smelling like metal and dirt in our hair, our faces, laughing.
'Blaire' she said, 'I don't know what I would've done without you.'
i chuckled. told her my name. seth.
Then she got on her bike, waved, and rode away with a smile that shot stars through her eyes.
I decided then that blaire was my new favorite word. I decided then that she was not common. And hoped. For Everything.
I used to sleep away the cold New York decembers with a textbook in my hands and a masquerade of coffee to wash down my longing for someone special, someone I haven't
A Big Surprise - Harry + GinnyLEAVE ME ALONE Ginny screamed slamming the bedroom door viciously. She flopped down on to the king sized bed she shared with her husband Harry and began to weep. Her flame red hair spread out around her like a lions mane as the tears rolled down her face. These were not tears of sadness however, they were tears of regret. Ginny had been snappy with Harry for the past few weeks and it had caused numerous arguments between the couple. As soon as she had calmed down she grabbed the telephone of the bedside table. She wasnt very good at using the muggle methods of communication but it was the only way she could contact Hermione and Luna without Harry noticing.A Big Surprise - Harry + Ginny5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Hello? The voice at the opposite end of the receiver said.
Hermione... I need your help. Ginny said, trying not to let her voice waver.
Ginny? Is that you? Whats up? Hermione asked sounding worried.
Just come over please, and bring Luna! Ginny replied befor
The Way I Love You pt.1The Way I Love You Part 1The Way I Love You pt.14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Month One: The Announcement
"Good morning Sweetheart," Ichigo murmerred, Rukia smiled as she rolled over in bed, "Good morning," she yawned, he kissed her forehead and sat up, "How long have you been up?" she asked, sitting up as well, "How did you no-?" she sat up, "You've already taken a shower and you've made breakfast too," he smirked and handed her a plate of pancakes, "Right you are," he said, she smiled, she and Ichigo had been married for a little over three months, they had eloped in the living world so that no one would have a fit, after the war some people freaked out over the fact that they were dating, mainly people of higher power and the Kuchiki clan, things had been in such an uproar since the war ended and the rebuilding began, the two of them had both been assighned captian's positions, and they felt there was no need to cause an even bigger problum, so they didn't make a big deal out of their wedding, they only invited Ichigo's family and th
Silver and Blazes Youngling10At last it was Blaze's final month of her pregnancy. Nine months.Silver and Blazes Youngling105 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Blaze was in good condition even with her burden. Her feet didn't swell and her back held out pretty good. The only problem was how quickly she became tired, which only took about ten to fifteen minutes. Every so often if her and Silver were walking somewhere, they would have to take breaks at least three times before Blaze was to better strength again. But even though she hated the need to rest, she was glad her child was finally going to join the world.
Silver was at the top of his game during this time. Knowing his child was so close to joining him and Blaze. He took every chance to feel his little one kick within Blaze's tummy. Silver didn't even mind having to rest with Blaze every so often, he was just to overwhelmed with the fact his son will be there with them soon. Although that was about to change quicky...
The Proposal - Harry + GinnyHarry Potter paced the living room anxiously. He was waiting for his best friend Ron to show up. He was, as usual, late. As the minutes ticked on Harry began to wonder whether he should have asked Hermione to come instead. Not only was she always on time but she was less likely to give him the lecture Ron would, he was of course Ginnys older brother. He glanced up at the clock. Ron was now fifteen minutes late. He peered out of the window just as Ron showed up. Whereve you been!? Harry demanded as soon as Ron dismounted his broom.The Proposal - Harry + Ginny5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
I had to wait until Hermione got home didnt I? He replied hanging his cloak up on the peg by the door. So what was it you wanted to talk about? he asked as the pair of them sat on the sofa. Harry looked up at the clock. 2:45pm. He had about fifteen minutes before Ginny, his girlfriend, got home.
Okay. He said Please dont kill me but Im going to he tailed off.
Birthday RosesBirthday RosesBirthday Roses5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nate set his keys on the dish by the door, setting the mail on the hall table. Loosening his tie, he glanced around the living room for any signs of his wife. "Babe, you here?"
"In the kitchen!" she called out, before going back to humming some nonsensical tune under her breath.
A small smile crept across his face, and he headed in that direction with his surprise tucked under his arm. Peeking in the doorway, he spotted his wife Tia in front of the refrigerator, pulling out several random ingredients. At the sound of his footsteps, she turned to face him with a grin.
"Hey, baby!" she exclaimed.
"How was your day?" he asked.
"Looong!" she exclaimed. "You have no idea how glad I am it's a Friday!"
"Who're you tellin'?" he chuckled. "Why don't you go kick back and relax? We can order in or something."
"That's my plan for the weekend you and me just kicking back and relaxing
500 Days Of SummerI want to be with you500 Days Of Summer5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want to be with you
But do you love me too?
You don't even think we're a thing.
I want to laugh with you
I want to cry with you
I want to die with you
But you don't even believe in love.
I want to live these 500 days of summer through
I want to live my whole life in harmony with you
And we can hang around and listen to the Smiths
And we can shop for homes
And sit in the park
Or lay in those beds in the department store and kiss
While a million people watch.
I know that I'm in love with you
I want to be with you
But what I heard from you
Is that we were just friends.
I don't want to live without you
You know that I need you
But you said it's not true
And you brought it to an end.
You said you don't want to be anybody's anything
But I'm pretty sure for a moment, you were my girl.
And we were really in love right then, you and me
And then the shower scene
The bedroom scene
But then out of nowhere, you said we couldn't be.
And now, I'm alone
And you're ou
23. AloneSometimes when I think of you, my heart aches like it's freshly broken. Like it's only been an hour since you left my side with no intention of returning, rather than a year.23. Alone3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Sometimes it feels like yesterday when I fell asleep in your arms, when yesterday I actually fell asleep cold and alone with only my teddy bear as comfort.
Sometimes the tears falling down my cheeks reach the edge of my face before I wipe them away because I can no longer count on you to wipe them away for me.
Sometimes the worst feeling in the world is the hollow space between my fingers that yours used to fill.
Sometimes I have myself convinced that I'll be alright and that I'm better off without you.
But most of the time, I miss you so much I can barely function.
Silver + Blaze's Youngling11Silver + Blaze's Youngling115 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Blaze!" Silver yelled running to her.
"Blaze! Oh Blaze! Please wake up! Blaze!" he chanted her name over and over again and shook her. Tears of sadness and anger started forming. "Blaze...please..." he colaspsed. She wouldn't answer. He hugged her by the neck as tears streamed from his eyes onto her forehead.
"No, Blaze, please don't let it end like this! Please wake up!" he squeezed her tight against his chest fur.
"Huh? Blaze?" he asked as tears still dripped off his face.
"Pain..." she repeated.
"Blaze, oh great Iblis, you almost scared me to the point of death!" He squeezed her tight.
"Pain...pain!" she repeated.
"Huh?" Silver looked and saw her clutching her stomach. Now he knew what she meant. The explosion must've sent her into labour!
"Blaze is it time?" he asked.
"What do you think!?" she screamed at him in anger. She began to breath in and out more and more rapidly.
"Oh Iblis, this isn't good." he said helping Blaze up as he supported her with his right arm.
The Way I Love You pt.7The Way I Love You Part 7The Way I Love You pt.74 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Month Four: Community, Cravings, And Birthdays
"Ichigo, Ichigo wake up," Rukia said as she shook her husband awake, "Ng..." he muttered, turning over and away from her, she frowned, "Ichigo please wake up," she wispered, he sighed ever-so-slightly and sat up, "Wat is it?" he muttered, "Ichigo will you PLEASE go get me some bannana popsicles?" he deadpanned, it was three in the morning and she wanted bannana popsicles....? Was she insane? "We don't have any..." he muttered quietly, "But I want some, please Ichigo?" she said, giving him the dreaded puppy-dog eyes, oh yes, those were ALWAYS the death of him... he sighed and reluctantly got up to go find her some blasted bannanna popsicles.... he had no idea were in Soul Society he would FIND an open store selling bannan popsicles, but he had no choice...
Surprisingly he maneged to find an open store that sold bannana popsicles (and he thanked the powers that be that Soul Society started to sell human food and oth
Unknown LoveWhere are you?Unknown Love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Night and day trying to find,
trying to see,
trying to say.
I've drawn you a lot of times,
but you're not on my drawings.
I've painted you wasting my eyes,
but I can't get the colours of your feelings.
Tell me what I have to do to know you,
to get a bit of ur love,
to get more than a dream,
to get your nose rubbing my cheeks,
to get your hands
drawing your name on my lips,
to get ur fingers giving shape to my face,
stroking my loneliness,
stroking my fears.
Paint a star on my forehead,
the sun on my chest,
the sky on my eyes
and wings on my arms.
Let me fly with you
where you live.
Show me the world.
Show me the wind.
Show me your soul.
Show who I am.
Show who you are.
They told me I'd find you,
but it seems too far.
It seems I've lost my voice
and you can't hear,
It seems I've done all that I could
and you never existed
and you'll never exist.
But I still have a hope.
If you're there, my unknown love,
You have here a poor heart,
you have here a lil song,
you have here a
The Pain of YouWhat will it takeThe Pain of You5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For you to see
That you're causing me?
What will clear your eyes
So you can see
The scars on my heart
That you have made
With your own hand?
Now i'm just sitting here
Lonely and confused
Scared and empty
I need a comforting touch
To help me up
And to lead me back
To my pathway.
But how long
Will I have to continue
Is the pain
GoodbyeI don’t know which was louder; the piercing beeps that represented her heartbeat or my staggered breathing. Her hand lay soft in mine, just as it had time and time again over the last year and a half. The difference was that when I squeezed, her delicate fingers did not squeeze back.Goodbye2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
She lay before me, connected to several loud humming machines with all assortments of tubes and cords. Her eyes were closed, swollen and red, just as they had been for the last two days. Some people may have said that the sight of her was disturbing, or unsettling, but to me she was as beautiful as the day we met. Once again I leaned down and whispered her name, hoping with all my heart that she would do something- anything- to show that she could hear me! I knew she wouldn’t.
Brain dead. That’s what I’d been told.
I didn’t want to believe it. I couldn’t. How could a mind so beautiful- a mind that once crafted the most fantastic of paintings and poems that could tug at t
The Way I Love You pt.17The Way I Love You Part 17The Way I Love You pt.174 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Month Nine: Isshin, Embarressment, And Water
"No," "Ichigo don't be like that," Rukia said as she turned down the TV, "Rukia I don't want him here! Not now!" he protested, Isshin snivelled, "SON!!! You're so CRUEL!!" he cried, Rukia frowned and forced herself off of the couch, "Uncle Isshin please ignore my husband, feel free to stay as long as you wish," "Oh THANK YOU Rukia!! My KIND third daughter! Definatly my favirote child! And in your delicate state!? Oh how can I thank you!?" he cried, pushing past Ichigo and into the house, "Rukia you really need to rest this month," "He's a doctor Ichigo, if anything he'll be helpfull," she said with a smile, "How long are you staying Dad?" he growled, "Oh well just until my grandbaby is born!" he snickered, Ichigo sighed, "Yuzu and Karin?" "Are staying with your grandmother wile I'm gone," "Why couldn't you wait for us to come to you?" "Because I no you Son, you'll try to smuggle those grandbabies away from me," he
...So I Stole the MoonLife is like a spinning record; that's what I used to say. The record starts at sunrise, and plays it's tune. Placing one foot in front of the other we dance about the day, repeating the choreography that we've recited so many times before. Then, once our feet have grown heavy and our eyelids begin a fight to stay open, we stop the record and flip it over, hoping that it will play a different tune in the morning. It doesn't. The record starts at sunrise, and it's the exact same song....So I Stole the Moon2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
And so, life becomes a spinning record, and instead of switching out the track we just flip the record over and pray.
But not me. One night I decided that I wanted a different tune. I searched day after day, but every record I found was the exact same thing, just a repeat of the last. I was beginning to give up hope...
So I stole the moon.
Late at night, when all the good children were in their rooms dreaming of a land far far away, I climbed into the sky and swam about the stars! Soon I found what I was l
Tthe Way I Love You pt.20The Way I Love You Part 20Tthe Way I Love You pt.204 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Epilouge: Anniveresery And Birthday
Two Months Later....
"OOOOoooooohhhhhhhhhh it's hard to beeeeeeeelieeeeeeveeeeee my soooooooon and my third daughter have been married for an entire yeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaar!!!!!!!!!!!!" Isshin screamed, Ichigo sighed, "Yeah, one year ago today you threw yourself onto the beach and sobbed, thanking Rukia for being charitable enough to take me off your hands..." he growled as Isshin cried, Rukia shook her head slowly, it was her idea to spend the day with Isshin and Ichigo wasn't going to say no since he got to pick were they went for dinner later, "Uncle Isshin you shouldn't be so loud..." she said with a frown, sitting on the edge of the pool with the twins both floating in their inflatable dolphin-rings, Isshin wanted them to go out to the neighborhood pool to cool off in the hot June weather and Rukia didn't object because she loved water as much as a fish and was eager to teach her infants how to swim, but wen Ichigo tol
A Deep EmoIf I sit in cornersA Deep Emo6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I can be sure
That people will see me
As a true sufferer
That go through troubles
Wear black and cut
Tiny slits and holes
I'll make an image
That people will believe
I am truely deep
Like Gaara on TV
And Cancer patients
Listen to The Used
And probably cut themselves too
My parents are abusive
If my username is
I'll tell everyone
That I really mean it
That emotions can be fashioned
That my life is shit
How deep I can be
Dark and lovely
Like every other
Growing Pains - Zelda FicGrowing PainsGrowing Pains - Zelda Fic9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Is he here yet?!" an eagre voice chirped.
Malon groaned. She opened her eyes but the bright morning light stung them, and they instinctively held shut. She could feel something weighing heavily on her sore chest, and a slighter pressure on the upper curve of her belly. She could hear the giggling breath of the creature above her, and its shadow played over her eyelids as it moved from side to side.
"Is who here yet..." she yawned in response.
"My brother!" the high pitched voice squealed gleefully.
"Your brother?" she sighed, "Ah..."
Opening her eyes she looked at the scrawny being that sat astride over her chest. Dressed in her pajamas Malon found her amusingly similar in appearance to her father when he was a boy. Same bony arms and legs poking out (not that she wasn't well-fed. It just seemed that no matter how much food they shoveled onto her plate the little girl managed to turn it all into the frantic energy she was saturated with), a mop of messy straw-coloured bl
The Way I Love You pt.5The Way I Love You Part 5The Way I Love You pt.54 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Month Three: Danger Zone
Over the next two weeks Rukia avoided talking to Ichigo about her problum and everytime she actually TRIED something interrupted, weather it be a phone call, a person, or something else, and she always ended up either forgetting it or letting it wait, however things were getting more and more stressed with her keeping this from Ichigo and she vowed that today she would tell him, no matter wat it took
Rukia went downstairs to talk to Ichigo, she was admittedly a bit nervouse but she resolved that she HAD to tell him, she couldn't just wait until she went into labor and then drop this on his head after all... well... she could... but that wasn't a good idea... as she stepped down the stairs she felt her resolve start to drain, "Hey Rukia, could you take these and put them somewere?" he asked, pointing to a couple of canvas calligrophy paintings her brother had done, "I'm not sure were to put them.... I want them in the nursery since Brot