Ask the Artist interviewAsk the Artist interview2 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
Sweet RealitySweet Reality3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He couldn't believe he had forgotten about her.
How? How was it even possible?
As his footsteps pounded on the cement sidewalk, as his breath came in ragged gasps, he only had one thought in his mind.
I have to see her.
Rounding the turn and entering the grounds of Gekkoukan High, he ignored the stares of all the students as he headed straight for the school, straight for the roof. He remembered the meeting place she had told him when he was in his coma. He remembered every one of her visits his consciousness had been so kind to be there for. Even if he had been unable to move his body, he was still able to have some form of alertness, and strangely, everything during that time except the visits from her were muffled, hazy, as if looking through a foggy window. The rest of the time, when his awareness did slip, his mind was filled with thoughts of her.
"We decided to make the roof our meeting place, after all of this is over," he remembered her saying quietly,
Marching Band Is MagicalDuring the marching band season everything is magical.Marching Band Is Magical6 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
Echo przeszlosci 01Echo przeszlosci 013 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Up: grudzień 2013 - rozdziały poddawane są korekcie. Zawierają błędy itd, niedługo zostanie wstawiona nowa, świeżutka wersja.
Wyedytowanych jest 15 rozdziałów, ale nie zostały one jeszcze umieszczone na stronie.
Kilka słów od autorki: poniższy rozdział został napisany spontanicznie, dla przyjemności, bez większej koncepcji na ciąg dalszy. Nie miał mieć swojej kontynuacji, a wątek Marcina i Nivana, występujących w tej historii bohaterów, miał być zaledwie nutą pikanterii w ich wykreowanym życiu. Obie te postaci powstały na potrzeby gier Role Playing, obie miały swoich partnerów oraz swoją odrębną historię.
I tak miało początkowo pozostać.
'Karma' jednak chciała inaczej ; )
Po niespodziewanym pozytywnym odzewie po rozdziale pierwszym, autorka postanowiła kontynuować
Easy Animated dA AvatarsOK!Easy Animated dA Avatars8 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
A simple tutorial on...
~!Making An Avatar!~
First Get a couple pictures that you like in your avatar... got a couple? ... OK! Now, click on the link below to download the Microsoft GIF Animator (Asuming that you are using a PC... if not, tell me.)!
SAVE THIS TO YOUR DESKTOP! Then all you have to do is click on the icon and away you go!
Next make sure that the pictures that you chose are 50x50 pixels and are in GIF format... if you dont know how to do this just lemme know.
Then, open GIF Animator and then open your last picture first, inside the GIF Animator window...
Ok, the next step is to open all the rest of your files in reverse order that you want them to appear in...
This will make it less frustrating, so you dont have to move things around and confuse yourself... trust me... I've done it before...
To do this, click on the fourth button from the left at the top of the page, it looks like a page with a yello
~* 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.
Bad Touch Trio- Office Space YBad Touch Trio- Office SpaceBad Touch Trio- Office Space Y2 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
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 I2 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.
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.
100 Themes Art Challenge100 Themes Art Challenge100 Themes Art Challenge4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
13. Mother's love
15. Phone Call
24. Water Nymph
25. Bad Priest
31. Black Board
32. Long dress
34. Creamy Wash (It's facial foam that will turn into a creamy thing when used. If you have no facial foam like this in your place/city/country, just change it to regular facial foam.. = =
38. Little girl
46. Angel of Aurora
53. Love in the air
Your Attachment - 9Your Attachment - 93 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.
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
Please be OK...(part 1)Please be OK...(part 1)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
6 AM, the alarm buzzed in Angeal's room. He always woke early before the other two. Angeal always liked to make sure he got an early shower, because normally he would be caught between Sephiroth and Genesis. Those two always managed to find something to argue about something, whether it was the last of the hot water or even the last piece of toast. He tiptoed past Genesis' room, just cracking the door and peering in; Genesis was fast asleep, lying on his stomach. Angeal smiled and closed the door silently. He then tiptoed towards Sephiroth's room. Sephiroth was curled up against a large pile of pillows, his breathing was steady, yet Angeal was uneasy. He never usually woke his friends, not unless there was good reason.
As he walked in, he heard a quiet whimper. Angeal sat on the side of the bed. Just listening for a moment, there was some wheeze heard in his breathing and he looked as though he had been fighting a feverish sweat for the biggest part of the night. Quickly h
Prussia X Reader- Get Over It You had just about enough of Prussia's mouth. You were just as much a German as he was.Prussia X Reader- Get Over It2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I am awesome and you are not,''he told you for just about the hundredth time that day. It was starting to seriously piss you off.
Your own sanity finally snapped and you started spitting out a string of German curse words at him. His red and proud eyes turned shocked and he leaned back from you. This being because you were furious enough to get nose-to-nose with him. You aren't the type to say anything, you normally found Ludwig- you're favorite bruder- and hid from Prussia in the safe haven of his room.
You raised your fist and punched Prussia directly on the nose and then again on the mouth. It took him a moment to actually let it sink in even if the pain was there immediately after contact. He'd been knocked to the floor with the force of the impact. You had more strength in those two punches than you ever even knew you had
The Price of ArtWhat determines the price of art? What is art worth? Is it really worth anything? Why should people buy art?The Price of Art4 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
First of all, the major point in all of this is that the price of art is completely subjective, meaning that its value is mainly determined by the person viewing it. The second part of the value of artwork is determined by the cost of materials, and the cost of the artist's time, as well as how in demand their work is. Then there are different price scales for Fine Artists, Graphic Artists, Illustrators, Freelance Artists, Web Designers, etc. All of these factors add up to the price of artwork.
For my purposes, I will discuss Fine Art and Illustration, which is what I am most familiar with.
With fine art, the price tags can run incredibly high. This is where the price is most subjective, because something that is crap to one person is priceless in worth to another. Art speaks to all of us in different ways.
That's all well and good, you may say, but what about those huge canvase
Prussia x Reader Most Powerful WordsGilbert watched you round the corner. It was now or never. He leaned in to kiss the girl next to him, watching you out of the corner of his eye. You froze in your tracks, horrified. You seemed unable to tear your eyes away from the terrible scene. After all, you had loved to Prussian for so long, but you had never made a move… and now…. Tears leaked out of your eyes and you turned, fleeing from the afterimage of Gilbert with his hands wrapped around some other girl, her hands in his silver hair. As soon as you were out of sight, Gilbert tore himself out of the girl's grip and slipped her a twenty dollar bill. You were bawling by the time you reached home. You threw yourself through the door and onto your couch where you cried yourself to sleep, the image haunting you, creeping into your nightmares. A knock woke you. It was loud and rambunctious. Only one person in the entire world knocked like that. You heaved yourself up and opened the door. You probably looked like hell, with splotchPrussia x Reader Most Powerful Words2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
ChinaXReader- Over a stuffed toy.ChinaXReader- Over a stuffed toy.2 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
Vamp!Prussia x Reader Until The Day I Die (Ch 3)Vamp!Prussia x Reader Until The Day I Die (Ch 3)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
One month later
By now, you and Gilbert had fallen into a set morning routine.
Gilbert would get his and your bags ready, ironed both uniforms, and hustled to sit with you every morning after you made breakfast and lunch. He even came to enjoy the visits with Mrs. Lambert from next door, despite the fact that he blushed every time she made a sly comment to or about him. On the other hand, school was becoming a hassle for both of you.
Classes weren't the issue. No, you two studied together at home and even tutored each other sometimes. It was your friends.
Your friends were always degrading him, while his were always asking him how things were going with you, romantically. It wasn't anything you or Gilbert couldn't handle, it just got annoying after a while.
But what really surprised you was that they never noticed that you two came to school together every day.
When you got home, Gilbert said he was going to change then head out w
Serenity of Fallen AngelsSerenity of Fallen Angels10 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
Doctor!Prussia x Reader: XIDoctor!Prussia x Reader: XI2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Your heart raced in your chest, it was Gilbert's brother that was causing you to get worked up, since Gilbert became a doctor to help Ludwig with his health problems. You had to stop whatever you had seen. Gilbert finally got to the park. You peeked to where Ludwig was and saw him talking to some girl, before Gilbert could even park the car. You jumped out, losing your stumbling to where Ludwig was. In heist of your adrenaline you tackled Ludwig down to the floor. Gilbert didn't even park the car; he just stopped the car and opened the door trying to process what just happened.
"Vhat the hell?!" Ludwig blushed.
"I'm sorry! I just saved your life!" You explained. The girl in front of you only starred while smiling slightly, "Who are you!?"
"That vas so awesome. She jumped on you like some kind of cat, and you fell like an itty-bitty school girl!" Gilbert laughed. You realized what you had done and got off of Ludwig, Gilbert helped you up.
Boulevard of Broken DreamsWorld: Ace AttorneyBoulevard of Broken Dreams4 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
Working Without a NetWorking Without a Net12 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
AmericaxReader: Forever and AlwaysAmericaxReader: Forever and Always2 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
America x Reader - Crashing Into Bad MemoriesAmerica x Reader - Crashing Into Bad Memories2 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