anthem.i remember daysanthem.2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
when i had no reason
to sit in silence
and think of the old lives
touch me-i am so cold
and alone; but
finally, i found a beauty in wounds-
they are safeguards
even if my skin is shattered
i still can feel very own heartbeats, because
of a promise-i will find you
and reach out for your hand-
this end is
yours and mine
How2-Ask artists you admireHow2-Ask artists you admire5 years ago in Letters More Like This
Have you ever tried to talk to an artists you admire on DA and s/he ignores you?
Well, there's a few tips on how to talk to them and get more comments back...
I don't say this will always work, because some artists are just too busy, or too shy to talk back, but it will work better than if you just bluntly ask a question.
There are nice artists who will answer your question, so make them feel a bit special for doing you a favor.
Here's my tip on how to talk to some big name artists...
===== MOST IMPORTANTLY!
1. Research first, check their blogs for FAQ if you have a question such as...
1. what pen/paper/program/medium did you use?
>>>(tools related, trust me, usually its on their FAQ)
2. Hi, you're good.... what do you recommend for a tablet?
>>>(Go to forums to ask that please, search forum for old threads on it, don't bother them with this.)
3. Hello, what brushes did you use, can you share it? Did you use Photoshop?
>>>(Don't ask so fast, search their gallery or u
Consciousness:Birth of a DroneAt the touch of a button, consciousness exploded into the drone's brain.Consciousness:Birth of a Drone4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
With a throaty gargle he gasped for air, instinctively trying to draw breath but inhaling nothing but the clear, tasteless liquid that filled the tank he was suspended in. Seconds before he had been a mere body, an empty vessel but not now. Now, decades of training programs and information blared into life, the shocking sensation of which threatened to overwhelm him.
It wasn't awareness in the true sense of the word, merely a rolling wave of information, rather like being present during a conversation but listening to none of it. It was only when the spark of sentience was ignited that the world around him started to make sense.
One of the technicians looked up from his notes at the now writhing figure in the vat above him.
'Subject KE5VRN is awake sir.'
'You're sure?' The technician's superior appeared at his side, an expression of distaste present on his face.
'Oh yes, without a doubt sir, he's responding to the
The Black Tie Affair Chapter 8Disclaimer: Dont own Harry Potter, Digimon, Playdoh or JP. *sob* Quote on Ians shirt is from Amy Tan.The Black Tie Affair Chapter 85 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
*Cue Digimon theme song* (Okay, now that thats over with, back to the story )
Ken hadnt been in the Digital World for about a month, and it was already taking its toll. He was lucky enough to land on his feet when he appeared in the Digital World, but had to flap his arms to keep his balance. Eventually the digi-destined re-gained his composure and looked at the new recruits. Ken wondered whether he looked that stupid the first time he had entered the Digital World as he adjusted the collar of his grey former school uniform.
The new digidestineds were in an unceremonious heap on a bed of flowers in the middle of Primary Village. It seemed logical theyd wind up here; after all, they did need their partners. The group was a mass of flailing limbs, blurs of variou
George CooperGeorge CooperGeorge Cooper8 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Wrist flick unconscious,
Hazel eyes slyly glancing.
Always I'll love you.
By: Tori Warenik
Confection Cuties Volume 1Confection Cuties Volume 16 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Charlotte Page lay asleep in her soft, cozy bed. A gentle breeze played with her sheer curtains. After a little while, she woke up and rolled over onto her stomach. She stretched and glanced at her alarm clock.
Seven thirty-five five more minutes Charlotte said, sleepily. Then she shot out of bed, I AM OFFICIALLY A SEVENTH GRADER TODAY!!
Charlotte quickly ran over to her closet and grabbed her brand new Ai No Tenshi Junior High School uniform. It was royal blue with the schools crest on the right sleeve. The yellow scarf that went under the sailor collar was held in place with a shiny blue clip with a glittering star on it. As she pulled the shirt over her head, she could smell the newness of the crisp, clean, fabric. She could hardly believe that she was now a junior high student. Why? Because her sixth grade report card was lets just say less than stellar.
Aw, crap! exclaimed Charlotte.
The FlowersJesus and Jacob walked together in a valley filled with flowers.The Flowers3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I am grateful for what You give me, Jesus," Jacob said as he stared at the ground.
Jesus smiled at him.
"I may not be able to live in a beautiful mansion, or a beach house where I can see the sunsets. But at least I have shelter. At least I have these people and these things that You have given me, that You have placed in my life. I am blessed in so many ways." Jacob smiled.
Jesus replied, "My blessings to you are like the flowers you see."
Jacob looked around and Jesus bent down to grab one.
"There are...so many blessings, Lord." Jacob said in awe.
Jesus smiled at the small daisy in His hands and said, "Very few pick them up, and embrace them. Others step all over them. Others simply ignore them."
Jacob blinked several times as he stared at the all the flowers below him. Jesus put His hand on Jacob's shoulder. Now he knew. Whenever he saw a blessing sent from God, he would be one of those few who would pick them up.
This PoemThis poem is lame; This poem is strange.This Poem7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's boring; It's stupid; It wont get me fame.
This poem is red; This poem is green.
This poem is all of the colours not in-between.
Thispoemisshort; T h i s p o e m i s l o n g.
It's entertaining; It's weak; It's strong.
Why are you reading? Why don't you write?
Why not put pen to paper. Make it dark; Make it bright!
Were my words that important that you'd continue to read as I write?
It's activity to pass the unbearable night.
Fight through the terror; Don't try and be brave.
Finish this poem and my spirit be raised.
But pay no attention to what my words say,
this poem is lame; this poem is strange.
Before the Snow Falls 5The kitchen was hot and steamy. The oven was the source of the action. Esme was watching the goose inside with the look of an obsessive paranoid. Charlie was sitting down, mixing up a pan of roasted vegetables.Before the Snow Falls 55 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Just relax, Esme. He told her in a soothing voice. She was one step away from biting her perfect nails, I observed, pushing open my shield so Edward could hear this. He held back a laugh.
Oh, thank you! Esme had spotted us. Well need place settings for She calculated in her head. Goodness, I think it must be thirteen!
Unlucky. Charlie whistled. Means when one person leaves the table theyll die.
I exchanged looks with Edward, and could tell immediately what he was thinking. Most of us would be very difficult to kill.
I spotted the silver, engraved loc
The Black Tie Affair Chapter 1Disclaimer: I dont own any of this.The Black Tie Affair Chapter 15 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A/N: Always wondered what would happen if a person wasnt Sorted. So, here it is.
The Black Tie Affair
Did you here about the new kid?
I heard he broke the Sorting Hat.
I heard he blew it up.
You idiot you were there!
I didnt think you could break the Sorting Hat. Its a piece of history.
At least he was the last person to get Sorted. Its funny his name began with a I
He went directly to second year idiot.
Im just glad hes not in my House.
Does he even have a House?
Who cares? We have to get to class.
Ken Ichijoji shoved past the snobby wizards, ducking his head down. He had heard the same stories over and over. It had only been a few hours since the Sorting
Confection Cuties Volume 2Confection Cuties Volume 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The next day went a little more smoothly than the day before. Everything was in its place and Brian was a perfect angel. However, Charlotte did end up tripping up the steps while getting onto the bus. Once again, she plopped herself down next to Olivia.
"Today is going to be perfect! My brother didn't act like a moron, it's a miracle!" exclaimed Charlotte.
"But Char you fell up the stairs!"
"Oh yeah ha ha ha! Oops!" replied Charlotte.
"Don't forget, we have to stop at The Love Confection to pay off our debt "
Charlotte slumped in her seat.
"I totally forgot about that "
"How bad can it be?" asked Olivia.
When the girls arrived at the school, they rummaged
Twilight Ficlets - BD spoliersBedtime Edward POVTwilight Ficlets - BD spoliers6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A small warm body crawled up on my lap, watching my fingers dance upon the keys. Seamlessly I went from what I had been playing to Bellas lullaby. She looked about five years old now but carried herself like she was older. In some ways, she was.
Daddy, teach me to play.
I ended the song and smiled.
Tomorrow ok? Its getting late and I think Mamma wants you in bed.
But Im not sleepy, she pouted in a way she knew I could never resist. She had daddy wrapped around her finger without a doubt.
One more song and thats it.
She gave a little clap and snuggled in closer to me. We had quickly discovered that something about me singing sent her straight to sleep.
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are gray. Youll never know dear how much I love you.
Please dont take my sunshine away, Bella finished as she walked into the room. The tw
Life is a Canvas- Chapter 1Life is a Canvas- Chapter 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Life is a Canvas
Growing up isn't easy. It's not easy for anyone. It doesn't matter how much money you have, how popular you are, or how pretty people think you are. But when I say that growing up for me was worse than most people, I want you to understand what I mean.
For me, growing up was about more than zits and crushes on cute boys, though I had my fair share of each. No, for me growing up meant learning how to avoid digging dragons out of mountains. Growing up meant learning about things like ancient Greek sword fighting and archery. Growing up for me, meant that every day I wasn't at summer camp meant I was a danger to everyone around me, and my very life was at stake.
But I don't want to get ahead of myself. I just want to point out one very simple thing. I'm not a hero. I know that some of you may have heard rumors that I am, but ignore them. Because I'm not. I'm just a girl who tended to be in the right place at the right time, and usually have help. Also, I can run
Harley's lullabyHush little baby, don't say a word,Harley's lullaby3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Mamma's gonna kill for you the whole damn world
And if the whole damn world don't die,
Mamma's gonna shoot the rest in the eyes
And if the people still can see,
Mamma's gonna release some deadly bee's
And if those deadly bee's don't sting,
Mamma's gonna make everybody scream
And if those people still don't scream,
Papa is surely gonna steam
And if Papa happens to kill them all,
Mamma and papa won't let you fall
Because you will be our legacy,
And Mamma will be so proud of Baby...
Some StudyingGenesis 2:7Some Studying3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
We are all special.
If we trip or fall, if we have a blemish on our face, if we say something very idiotic...
It matters not.
God took His Precious time creating you. He made sure to form your eyes a certain way, your nose a certain way, your body a certain way. He made sure to make you special in your own way!
God didn't just splash your eyebrows on and say, "Okay, I'm done."
He places every brow on your eyebrows gently and delicatly, and he made it that it would stay that way. You hair, your eyes, your arms, your legs, your torso; He took great care when He created them.
He used His Time; His Time, something that He could have been doing for the Angels, He used all of that Time on YOU.
Cuz' He loves you!!!
My AngelMy Angel6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Bella, love. You have to sleep. I pulled the blanket around her, but she kicked it off, giggling madly.
Im not tired. She slurred.
Sure you arent. I rolled my eyes. You sound like youre about to pass out.
I am not. She insisted, but her eyelids drooped a bit. She stopped them and widened her beautiful chocolate brown eyes.
Youre fighting to keep your eyes open, silly girl. I smiled and put my fingers on her eyelids, pushing them closed. They stayed closed, but then fluttered and slowly opened.
The medicine made me hyper. She giggled. I dont need to sleep. I shuddered and froze when I remembered why she needed the medicine. Remind me to kill Jasper. I growled. She frowned. Did I say something wrong?She worried.
No, no ,no! I assured her. Its just .Im sorry about what happened tonight.
It wasnt your
Holiday KittensMeaning of Christmas!Holiday Kittens3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dianna was looking out the window as the snow fell outside. She was a cute baby pink kitten with a very lit violet nose.
Chubs, a small brown kitten, his name being chubs for a very good reason. "Whacha lookin at Dianna?" he asked looking up at her on the windowsill.
"The white frosting outside." she answered back with a huge smile, her tail wagging in excitement.
"Frosting? Does that mean there's cake?" Chubs was now excited.
Suddenly another small kitten came running by, this one tan. "Cake? Where?" he was jumping a around looking for it.
"Not in here Smiles," Dianna spoke, "Outside...look." Smiles jumped up to look, his eyes shining big at the sight.
"Nola! Come look at the white frosting outside!" Smiles called out.
Laying on a blue beanbag was a small orange kitten; she opened her eyes to see Smiles calling for her from the window.
"That's not frosting...its snow." she yawned and went back to sleep.
"Snow?" Both Dianna and Smiles gasped in shock, what was sno
Misery + GloomIn a part of a world where humans cannot tread, a grand white castle rose high above its surroundings, and in its shadow was the garden where Gloom lived.Misery + Gloom8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Gloom was the younger daughter of Sorrow, the most powerful prince of all the Ills, but unlike her father, whose golden blond curls made all those who regretted him love him, Gloom was not beautiful. Her ash-coloured hair fell in ungainly locks and obscured her face, and the only remarkable thing about her grey eyes was that they ever stopped crying.
Gloom despaired. She was not beautiful like her father, but her sister Misery was. Misery's mother was Agony, and Gloom was certain she felt Agony's presence in her daily life at all times. Agony was beautiful like her daughter both had long red hair that reminded everyone of what it felt like to be burnt by their closeness, and both had light blue eyes that tricked the weakest minds into thinking they were desirable. So many people received Misery and Agony into their lives gladl
Renesmee's BreakfastI yawned loudly as I trumped down the steps and into the kitchen. Mom Dad, Rosalie, Jasper and Alice were on the lounge, watching the morning news, Carlisle was just heading off to work and Esme was in the garden with Emmett who was helping her move rocks around.Renesmee's Breakfast5 years ago in Humor More Like This
Morning Nes, Mom smiled. How did you sleep?
I grumbled in reply. Mornings werent my thing. I stumbled blurry eyed into the kitchen. I tried to avoid human food, for I much preferred hunting, but this morning I didnt feel like going out into the forest with anyone except Jacob, but he was up running all night and I didnt want to disturb his sleep.
I had a peek into the fridge but nothing jumped out at me so I headed to the cupboard. Nothing. Jeez, we need to shop more. I looked around the kitchen for some inspiration on what to eat when my eyes came to rest on Esmes cookbook. After a quick flick through, I decided Id make myself pancakes.
I rummaged the cupboard and fridge,
Outfits"Harley, leave me alone." Joker clenched his teeth as he growled at the dancing woman in front of his desk. She didn't seem to notice the seriousness in his animalistic but distracted warning. She held two shirts suspended in the air by hangers, glancing back and forth between them and biting her glossed lips in thought.Outfits3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"First, tell me which one you like better!" She squeaked, holding the shirts over her body one by one. She had her "pajamas" on; a cottony black button up shirt she sewed herself with red hearts all over it, paired up with matching sweat pants. Joker kept his focus on the long pencil in his hand, sketching routes through a complex blue-print of a building.
Once the sirens rang, these doors would be locked first, then these over here. This one would be easiest to break open but the elevator would be shut down, so... we'd have to take the stairs down a couple of floors or should we go up? Hmm... Maybe I should take a trip to the airport and steal a helic
Confection Cuties Volume 3Confection Cuties Volume 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Once outside, a sharp, cool breeze ruffled the girls' dresses.
"Ahh!" cried Charlotte, "Someone's gonna see my panties!"
"Nah, you got bloomers underneath there, see?" replied Candi, lifting up Confectionist Amber's skirts, revealing the bloomers.
"Don't touch me!" snapped Amber, ripping her skirts from Candi's little hands, "Your aunt's not here so I don't have to be nice to you!"
Candi stuck her nose in the air.
"Sure you do! Or else my mommy will get mad and the whole world will get disrupted!" she replied matter-of-factly.
The girls rolled their eyes at Candi and kept on walking.
"I think we should look by the pond because ducks like the water." stated Charlotte.
"Yeah I guess. It's worth a shot anyway."
MathematicsMe: Ugh, I HATE MATH!!! You know?!Mathematics4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Me: I am so serious, I just want to collect all the math in the world and drown it in the nearest river!!! I hate it, I hate it, I hate it!!!
Jesus: ...You really hate math?
Jesus: ...You know, I used math to help form your body.
Me: ... -.- You're no help.