Ask the Artist interviewAsk the Artist interview3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Interview with `loish
~MemoiresDuneFille asks "Loish, what inspired you to become an artist?"
I can't say that anything specific really inspired me. It was more a natural progression. I have been drawing since I was very young and honestly do not remember when I even started doing it, but I do remember always enjoying it and seeing it as my 'talent' throughout elementary and middle school. By the time I had to make a career choice in high school, I decided to do pursue it professionally because I just couldn't stand dividing my time between schoolwork and making my personal drawings. It was torture! So I felt I had to do it in order to stay sane :] That's pretty much how it went!
*merry-zazoue asks "You're doing both animation and illustration, how can you manage to have a good level in both? I'm an animation student and I love illustration too, do you have any advices? Aside working like crazy of course! I'm already doing it ^^"
I think the main reason I do both is because
Echo przeszlosci 01Echo przeszlosci 014 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Up: czerwiec 2015 - rozdziały poddawane są korekcie.
Ciemno i spokojnie.
Niewielkie mieszkanie w starej kamienicy, wypełnione cichymi oddechami śpiących mieszkańców.
A wśród nich ten jeden, do którego sen zawsze przychodził z trudem.
Blondyn, który przewracał się z boku na bok, leżąc na swoim materacu.
Ile już czekał na sen?
Godzinę? Może dwie…?
Nie wiedział. Każda minuta bez snu upływała powoli, a on coraz mocniej czuł rosnącą w sobie złość.
Nie radził sobie. Kolejny raz. Nawet z czymś tak błahym.
Drażniące myśli chodziły mu po głowie. Mocno, stukając, jakby ubrały jego glany.
To nie była pierwsza taka noc. Od dawna miał kłopoty ze snem, jednak ostatnio jego problem zwiększył s
Marching Band Is MagicalDuring the marching band season everything is magical.Marching Band Is Magical7 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You have practices over the summer and you get to know everyone in the band that you hadnt before.
Band camp comes and all of a sudden you are so close. Spending thirteen hours a day, five days in one week doesnt make you fed up with them like you thought it would. The bond that you had somehow becomes closer. You are a huge family, directors included.
You couldnt imagine how things could get any greater. The bond that you have is as strong as it could ever be. Everything is wonderful.
Then practices become shorter to get you ready for the inevitable: school hour practices.
Now, you can only practice after school. Less time with your band.
That once magical bond that you had suddenly breaks. You dont see everyone, everyday anymore. You were lucky if you saw them passing you in the hallway. Those friends that you were inseparable from you dont have one class with.
The magic fades.
Football games are onc
MUSLIMS Condemning TERRORISM - 2001Scholars and Leaders of Islamic Movements Condemn 9/11 AttacksMUSLIMS Condemning TERRORISM - 20012 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
The American Muslim Political Coordination Council (AMPCC):
American Muslims utterly condemn what are apparently vicious and cowardly acts of terrorism against innocent civilians. We join with all Americans in calling for the swift apprehension and punishment of the perpetrators. No political cause could ever be assisted by such immoral acts.
September 11, 2001, Washington D.C.
The American Muslim Alliance (AMA) Condemns Terrorist Attack:
Dr. Agha Saeed, the National Chair of the American Muslim Alliance: “These attacks are against both divine and human laws and we condemn them in the strongest terms. The Muslim Americans join the nation in calling for swift apprehension and stiff punishment of the perpetrators, and offer our sympathies to the victims and their families.
September 11, 2001, Newark, California
AMC Deplores the Attacks on the World Trade Centre and the Pentag
Book recommendation 01: THE CROSS and THE CRESCENTBook recommendation 01: THE CROSS and THE CRESCENT3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
THE CROSS & THE CRESCENT
An Interfaith Dialogue between . Christianity and Islam
By Jerald Dirks
excerpt from the preface:
"As recently as last century, it was not uncommon to find Christian men and women prefacing a book by invoking . the name of God. Today, that is a rare occurrence, and often the cause of a raised eyebrow in what is becoming an increasingly secular world. Within Christianity, such a formal invocation of the name of God has become anachronistic and out of fashion. In contrast, most publications by Muslim writers commence with the invocation "Bismillah al-Rahman ai-Rahim", which reads "in the name of God, most Gracious, most Merciful". As such, one still finds within the Muslim world the continuation of a practice that was formerly quite common within the Christian world. Similarly, in days gone by, Christians frequently interspersed a statement of their intentions or of their predictions by saying "God willing". This served as an a
Book recommendation 02: THE LIES ABOUT MUHAMMADBook recommendation 02: THE LIES ABOUT MUHAMMAD3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
THE LIES ABOUT MUHAMMAD
How you were deceived into Islamophobia
By Moustafa Zayed
excerpt from ‘why this book?’ and the preface:
I could have gathered all the known fabrications and lies about Islam or Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) and answered them one after the other in an indexed way. Why choose the Robert Spencer book "the Truth About Muhammad" to answer and refute its claims and accusations, page by page and paragraph by paragraph?
I wanted to show how far the intentional fabrications against everything Muslim have gone, and in details of its process and how it is done.
I wanted to demonstrate how parts or full Holy Quran verses are omitted when their translations don't fit the author's Allegations, how only well-known fabrications and unreliable sources are used to support the most extreme of opinions, and worse, how sometimes zero evidence whatsoever is the basis of the weirdest of claims.
This is not some difference in opinions, tastes, o
Bad Touch Trio- Office SpaceYBad Touch Trio- Office SpaceBad Touch Trio- Office SpaceY2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Your lips parted slightly as you turned your head curiously at a young man who resided in the petite pale room that you called your office. Your eyebrows began to raise slightly as your curiosity pulled at your core.
"Excuse me sir." You said as politely as possible tapping the end of your ball point pen on the desk in front of you repeatedly.
The man stepped forward pointing at himself with a puzzled look, "Me?"
"Yes you; what are you doing with that lawn chair?" The pale man looked into your eyes and he flashed a crooked smile that perched on one half of his face. You just now seemed to notice that what ,from far away, looked like pale blonde hair was actually jet white.
"You want to know what I'm doing with this chair?" His wicked red eyes cast a thought of sin into yours.
"Yes... that is what I said, did I not?" When done saying this you licked the back of your upper teeth and smiled flashing white teeth behind (Skin c/r) skin.
"Well," He said. "I was j
~* Remembrance / RomaniaXReader / Chapter 1 *~~* Remembrance / RomaniaXReader / Chapter 1 *~2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Another gradient morning had appeared before the atmosphere. As you awoken, you smiled as you glanced upon the beautiful setting before your eyes. Today was just another ordinary day for you; you sheepishly arose from your bed, rubbing the sleep off your tired eyes and began getting ready for school. You picked out your clothes, and headed to the shower and began to strip off your pajamas.
As you're in the shower trying to tidy yourself, lets get to know you better; your name is [Name] [Surname], you lived in a lovely home in the country of [Country], and you were happy living with your mother and father. Unfortunately one day, they both disappeared somehow. Later you found out that they were found by death after a tragic car crash, which then had appeared on the news. It was really devastating when you heard about it because you were their only child and just thinking about always brought the tears. Oh how much you loved and missed over those years.
Spamano - Softness and Light IUciekający przed ulewą młody mężczyzna wpadł do ciepłego wnętrza restauracji i przeczesał palcami włosy, strząsając z nich krople wody. Zauważył kręcącego się w głębi lokalu kelnera i pomachał mu.Spamano - Softness and Light I3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
- Ej, Francis! zawołał, nie zwracając uwagi na karcące spojrzenia nielicznych o tej porze klientów restauracji. Sam rozsiadł się przy wolnym stoliku tuż przy panoramicznym oknie, rozpinając skórzaną kurtkę. Daj mi piwa, tylko szybko! Zmachałem się, wiejąc przed tym deszczem.
Kelner uśmiechnął się przepraszająco do poruszonych gości, a ociekającemu wodą mężczyźnie posłał groźne spojrzenie. Tamten tylko uśmiechnął się szeroko i machnął ręką, dając do zrozumienia, że łaskawie poczeka.
Your Attachment - 9Your Attachment - 94 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This is chapter nine. To view other chapters find the links below.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler and sadly never will. *cries in corner*
Title: Your Attachment
Rating: T / Pg-13
Summary: He needed me. As for myself? Well...I needed a lot of things. Too bad pretending to be a girl while also pretending to be Sebastian's girl friend weren't some of them.
Timeline: Actual universe. Also known as 21st century.
Warnings: Will eventually be yaoi! (Sorry mom.)
sorry for OOCness. I won't try to have it that way, but since it is AU it will have to be slightly OOC. Also, I will place warnings on the chapters that have yaoi, so don't worry. This chapter is yaoi free! 8D (Mostly XD) Also some cursing is in this chapter.
Working Without a NetWorking Without a Net13 years ago in Humor More Like This
I did what any of us would have done when learning that my Internet service had been shut down. I cried.
Actually, that's not completely true. The first thing I did was frantically dial up the campus tech people, who told me the problem would be resolved in an hour. Anyone who has ever dealt with Electronic Device Repairpersons should already know that "an hour" in their language translates into "sometime between an hour and the rapture."
So I waited an hour. Then I cried.
How could I possibly function without instant access to news, entertainment, and all that other stuff that's just sort of there? What could I do in place of checking my e-mail every 20 minutes and playing Slingo? This was a major problem.
But after a moment of despair, I dried my tears with the hanky of determination. I would not let this defeat me! I had lived happily before without the Internet and I could live the same way now! I only had to remember how.
I first tried reading an ancient text recording from when p
Boulevard of Broken DreamsWorld: Ace AttorneyBoulevard of Broken Dreams5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Featuring: Diego Armando
Boulevard of Broken Dreams
"Oh my... Mr. Armando!"
The young doctor ran to his patient's bedside and hurriedly deposited his steaming mug of coffee on the nightstand.
He hadn't expected the man that had been lying on that bed for the past five years to just open his eyes ten minutes into his morning shift.
The young man checked the heart monitor; the patient's heart was beating a little bit too fast. The doctor frowned and looked down at the older man; his eyes, of course, were unfocused and darted from left to right. They had diagnosed irrevocable blindness two years into his coma. It was an after effect of the poison that had parame
When You're Gone [ScotlandxReader] P1I always needed time on my ownWhen You're Gone [ScotlandxReader] P12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I never thought I'd need you there when I cry
And the days feel like years when I'm alone
And the bed where you lie is made up on your side
You didn't like it when he was gone...it made you feel lonely somehow. And you couldn't see why. You were a person who...just liked to be alone without people. You didn't really need anyone...until you met HIM.
Allistor and you had been together for a while. You're first actual relationship. And it was odd that it was with HIM of all people. You didn't get it. You lived together in a good apartment...not perfect, but as long as you were with him, it was like heaven. But his job as the personification of Scotland meant that he had to leave for meetings and such things. Even though Arthur was the representation of the entire country, Allistor still had to go to the meetings. And the meetings took up a week to two weeks out of the month. And to make matters worse, they were in the middle of the month.
America x Reader - Crashing Into Bad MemoriesAmerica x Reader - Crashing Into Bad Memories3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You headed into the grocery store with a small list in your brain of things you needed. You grabbed a cart and headed through the automatic double doors as you went over the list in your head. All you needed were some common household items along with a few ingredients for the dinner you would be making later... for only yourself. You rolled your eyes at your own thoughts. You always ate dinner alone, and it would always be that day.
You pushed your cart towards the cleaning aisle to pick up some paper towels. You grabbed a small pack and headed for the next item on your list; a bag of [f/s]. You always liked to pick up one snack food. It’s not like you wanted to be healthy all the time. You pushed your cart around the corner. Now, what did you have to get after the snacks...
You halted immediately to a stop as you crashed into someone else’s grocery cart.
You gasped with surprise. You hadn’t been paying attention and now you had probably damaged someone’s groce
Serenity of Fallen AngelsSerenity of Fallen Angels11 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I was only sixteen years old when they took me in for training. Back then they always took in the recruits at a fairly young age. Maybe they thought we'd be easier to control or maybe it was just lack of experience. What the reasoning is I really don't know. I suppose the best place to start explaining would be when I was at the age of thirteen.
I had recently met someone by the name of Jeremy, who will play a large role in the events that follow. At one point he read to me a few verses from something one might call a prophecy. It's hard to describe what I felt upon reading from the passages. Although I never recalled seeing or reading anything like it before, it was like there was some kind of connection between it and my mind. I recognized the words, the verses; everything about it seemed familiar to me and it sent chills through my body. You see that was one of the older and more thorough methods of classification.
I should have known right from the beginning that my life would neve
Prussia x Reader: Better Than HimPrussia x Reader: Better Than Him2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Better Than Him
You slumped in your seat. You were waiting for that boyfriend of yours with your friend, (f/n), hoping to go on a fun double date with her and her own man. The catch was, they were both still working.
“You remember the time we first saw Ludwig? And what happened after that?” she snickered into your ear. You scoffed with a smile. How could you forget?
You were working as a cashier girl in a café at the local mall. You were pretty happy the customers that came in so far that morning were also nice and happy.
When the line was finally empty, (f/n), who apparently worked the same shift and station that day, started mindless chatter while still keeping tabs on who’s next in line. You continued to chat with her, until you looked up to see a tall, well-built man with slicked-back blonde hair and strikingly light blue eyes. You and your friend did double takes.
“Ah,” you stammered, “good morning, how may I h
Heavenly LoverI stared out the window at the buildings as they passed. I had no idea why my father had suddenly decided that he wanted to spend time with me, but the moment he mentioned my spending the summer with him my mother had jumped all over it. I blamed the fact that she had a new boyfriend and me being a teenager who would be in the way for why she was so quick on the draw. Whatever their reasons were, I didn't care. I doubted my father would actually pull himself away from his work long enough to even notice I was there and I'd rather not be around to listen to my mother having sex with her new man.Heavenly Lover5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Lani, stop scowling," my mother scolded. I rolled my eyes, ignoring her. I heard her sigh and rolled my eyes again. "Lani, baby, I know you don't want to be here. But he is your father and he has the right to see you." I scoffed, sinking lower in my seat.
"Some father," I muttered. "When was the last time I saw him? Seven? Eight years ago? More like sperm donor if you ask me." Another heavy sig
To Be a RatTo be a rat is to have not much to worry about... if you're in the right home. I may be in a cage, but I have my other rat friend to play with and cuddle with. Sometimes we groom each other, and it feels nice, because we know that we love each other.To Be a Rat2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
But we see more than the cage. We get taken out by our human and play on the couch with pillows and towels, and our human will set snacks in front of us. We chew on the couch, but human never gets mad. She cuddles us, gives us kisses, and talks soothingly to us. We may not understand every word she says because we don't speak human language, but we can tell from her tone and body language that she loves us. And she lets us kiss her right back!!
To be a rat is to love our life. We sleep, eat, play, cuddle... sometimes my other rat friend and I argue, but we're not ever mad at each other for long. We're happy. We're always together.
Sometimes human takes us outside! She let's us ride on her shoulder to go to the store or just go for a walk.
UtopiaI could be executed for writing this. Hell, they'd probably throw me in prison just for catching me with a pen and paper. But I have to get this down... I know it's only a matter of time before they realize that I'm a free thinker... and then they'll make sure I never existed.Utopia2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Ten years ago, the entire world changed. They had been building up to this point, and they were incredibly successful. I saw it comiand I tried my best to tell people that this isn't how we want to live. We don't want to be controlled... but they were already brainwashed.
The government showed their true colors. Libraries and theatres were torn down, artwork and historical artifacts were burned to ashes, and the world's most renowned musicians were gunned down like animals. Oh yea... the animals... you'd be lucky to even find a picture of one, let alone a real one.
Anyone caught with any sort of art, music, unorthodox clothing, stuffed animals, books, religious practice... anything that made someone individual...
GTS Chronicles:Nico Robin pt.2"Ugh...What happened?" Robin asked herself. "And what was up with that bright light? Wait, am I outside the ship all of a sudden?!"GTS Chronicles:Nico Robin pt.27 years ago in Erotic More Like This
It had happened so quickly; Robin had not known she had grown. The ocean's water level only barely reached her shins as she towered above everything around her. Seeing an island in the distance, realization settled upon Robin. She must have been titanic, 10 miles tall at the least. Peering down, she notices a tiny speck floating by her left shin...The Going Merry!
Im huge! Robin exclaimed. I hope everyone else is OK. I better check on them.
Robin slowly bent down and carefully lowered her right index finger into the water. Placing her finger underneath the speck, she slowly and gently picked it up. Bringing it up to eye level, she examined it; there wasn't much for her to examine, since it was now the size of a tiny speck compared to her mammoth size. Robin could hear tiny voices shouting out to her from the vessel, but she co
ChinaXReader- Over a stuffed toy.ChinaXReader- Over a stuffed toy.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Mei! Look!" You called your best friend, Xiao Mei, who you just called Mei for short, excitedly.
"Yes ___?" She replied running towards you, full of bags filled with shopping, cute things and accessories.
It was the weekend and you two had gone to the shopping center to kill time- and a few bucks for fun. You two had been from everything from a candy store to a clothing store to an op shop to a bookstore. It had been a busy day.
"Look a Hello kitty plushy! And it's on sale! I want it!" You smiled dreamily as you walked into the shop where it was on sale with her following you intently. "Hm..." You had just switched from your usual quiet mode to bouncy and fangirlish mode.
But it was the norm as you happened to love Hello kitty since, you were a baby? No kidding! You might not be much for cute things but Hello kitty was always your favourite. Oh you had so much merchandise but... One more couldn't hurt...
You gave a small jump in excitement that nearly made yo
AmericaxReader: Forever and AlwaysAmericaxReader: Forever and Always3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
AmericaxReader: Forever and Always
I saw you before you saw me. You were wearing your favorite black hoodie, and your eyes were darting back and forth vigorously as you read your book. Even from far away, I could tell that your eyes were blue. A loud, electric blue that would put a sapphire to shame.
I had been arguing with my parents; that's why I was in the cafe that day. I had to get away. I used to always go there all the time when I had a fight with them. But now, I just don't see the point. I guess you changed that.
I ordered coffee like I always did, low fat with extra sugar. I was in a hurry to get out of the house that day, so I guess I had forgotten my wallet. I didn't realize until it was time to pay.
“That will be $1.50,” the cashier behind the counter had said. Jamie, his name tag read; strange how I can remember that.
I fished around in my pocket, looking for my wallet. Shit, I mentally cursed, realizing I didn't have
Beyblade Parody IIBeyblade Parody II11 years ago in Humor More Like This
Beyblade scriptwriter #1: Hey, you know what would be really cool? I mean, really really awesome?
Beyblade scriptwriter #2: Dude, what?!?
Beyblade scriptwriter #1: We insert an annoying rock star that has SAILORMOON-like powers and no apparent relevance to the plot at all! Yeah! And we can call her... Ming-Ming! Isn't that the greatest?!?
Beyblade scriptwriter #2: All right! You are an effin' genius, man.
Beyblade scriptwriter #1: *snorts cocaine* I know.
Ming-Ming: Welcome to BEGA!
Daichi: Did she just say "bagel"?
Tyson: I WILL NOT BATTLE FOR BREAKFAST FOOD! GYAAAAAAH!!!!
*Max prepares mustard bottle...just in case*
Boris: *silkily* Oh Tyson, I'm so glad you've decided to join BEGA.
Tyson: Let go of my hand.
Boris: We're going to have soooo much fun working together. *wink wink ad nauseam*
Tyson: No, seriously dude, LET GO OF MY HAND.
Meanwhile, at the White Tiger stomping grounds...
Mariah: *is a world-class blader, but can't catch a fecking bandanna*