Monster Character Contest!Yes. I want 2 new monster characters to add onto my lovelies that I already have. uvu
For a list of monsters, look at the very bottom of this journal! :) If you don't know what any of these are, just google them. I had to for a few lol.
This will be seperated into two categories.
MALE and FEMALE. There are just a few guidelines to follow under each!
• please don't feel obligated to make a nice reference. just something with a transparent/white background is ok.
• follow the guidelines for each sex.
• you CAN enter in both categories, meaning you could possibly win both of them.
• don't say you're going to enter if you're not gonna do your entry!
• have fun and enjoy 8)
• sex appeal. not like HUGE DICK or something but make him hot ok.
• hipster or """"swag"""" style. I don't even know how to describe that style ok. It's like.. Diamond Supply Co. and OBEY, skinny jeans + high tops etc etc.
• hair style should either be something i'
how to healthey say honeyhow to heal1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
to soften the wound,
but i let the wool
wet with ethanol
until i am
again, and again,
tiny revolutionsso last summer i went to a writing camp.tiny revolutions2 years ago in Personal More Like This
it was quite small. i think the organisation that put it together usually just attracts a lot of kids with eager pushy parents and then as the age groups get older the camps get smaller and far less frequent. there were only two groups with kids my age and we had - let's see, 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8... - somewhere around 8-12 people in my group. it was two weeks long, a few hours a day, bright and early in august mornings. i'm not a morning person. this did not please me. but waking up for things like this feel much easier and better than waking up for school so i'd take it over that any day.
anyway, it was split into two sections with two different teachers - an hour and a half for prose, and an hour and a half for poetry.
prose was first. the teacher was a young, blonde, and sheepish girl in her first couple years as a professor at some small junior college. the class, if you could call it that, was a joke. she was much more cut out to be une institut
i wishall of yous on deviantart and i could go and live on some big shitty island where we all can go out to coffee and discuss the meaning of life and throw huge parties and get drunk and high and write stories about it and have sex and not think it's strange when one stops in the middle of it to write a poem about it and take baths and drink tea and fall in love with each other and hurt and heal and keep everybody away from the edge where we all so often dangle ourselves on.i wish2 years ago in Personal More Like This
i would just really like that.
deviantart, you disgust mewhen you are reading writing on this websitedeviantart, you disgust me1 year ago in Personal More Like This
here's what you need to do:
fucking seperate it from the person who wrote it.
look at it as a single, solitary piece. because that's what it is.
and then, only then when you have segregated the writing from its writer, ask yourself,
is this piece of writing good?
and what makes it "good"?
what is "good"?
does the writing use proper technique?
does the writing bring up fresh, interesting ideas?
does the writing have any meaning to it?
if there is no meaning, does the writing still work as is, or is it pointless?
does it use cliches?
does it add things in just to get the reader's attention, but without actually doing anything for the piece of writing?
if something does catch your attention, look at it closer - what does it mean? why is it there?
i think we have forgotten that everything in writing should be written in a certain way or with certain words for a certain purpose.
the purpose could be to show imagery, setting, character, voi
from a senior to her incoming freshman brotherFRESHMAN GUIDEBOOKfrom a senior to her incoming freshman brother1 year ago in Personal More Like This
in no particular order
1. before reading this, know that all of these are just my opinions - or things i know from direct experience. but take everything i say with a grain of salt. that's the first rule - people are always going to offer you their opinions, and even if you look up to them, that doesn't mean that they're always right, and you don't have to have the same opinion as everyone else. in fact, it's probably better if you don't have the same opinions as everyone else! unless your opinions sound bigoted or ignorant, people will respect you for sticking to your own opinions instead of changing your thoughts/morals/desires/likes/dislikes according to who you're with. don't be fake.
2. BECOME VERY GOOD AT READING PEOPLE. this will come in handy and make awkward and weird situations easier to handle. pay attention. listen to people when they talk. pay attention to body language, eye contact, and tone of voice - all of it is important. this is especially so with
don't take this too seriouslyi'm just slowly detatching myself from everyone and everything. i can't stand the waves, the movements, i can't stand the words. i'm just going to sit here and let everyone take from me what they want. today was a good day. it was. i tried. to be honest, i ignored everything. if i'm honest, loving people is painful. it's confusing. it doesn't make sense to me how it works, and yet i do it so instinctual. i love people. even worse, sickeningly worse, i need them, and i don't get it. they're not an organ, they're just a voice, a width and height of space, yet i need them to fit between the essential things in my life, get cozy between the need-to-breathe and the need-to-beat, and they settle there like there's fucking room, and they shove and stretch and make themselves comfortable, and maybe i've misunderstood love, maybe i don't get how some people like me were born with a need to give warmth, while others were born empty and able to siphon it, i feel like a machine generating existencdon't take this too seriously1 year ago in Personal More Like This
I'm not like other artists, I'm just me, mkai?HaiI'm not like other artists, I'm just me, mkai?1 year ago in Personal More Like This
This thing have been bothering me for a while, gonna try to not bitch about it too much and make it less of a vent and more of an informational journal
If you didn't know, I hate labels on living things, like humans, as we are individs and not a category. People putting labels on humans to be bad and cruel by the acts of one single person. I'm not a label kind of girl, mkai?
Same thing goes for art.
Every individual have their own style, at least those artists who've been drawing long enough to develop one. People can start of with their own version of a popular artists style, and then end up with their own. I guess I studied everything I liked and threw it into a jar with some wildlife photos and ended up where I am? Although I've been drawing for such a long time now (at least it's long enough for me) to develop a own way to draw certain things, and I do not think of it as my style, just the way I draw things.
What bothers me is when people tell me (or my friends) that
letter toignoring problems doesn't make them cease to exist.letter to1 year ago in Personal More Like This
especially when they're people.
and, hey, in case you've forgotten, i am a fucking person.
not some tragic thing that happened to you.
[we'll see how long i can hold off on sending this.]
storybook dreamsi want to love a girl that writesstorybook dreams2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so i can send her letters
postmarked from my fingertips,
she can whisper sweet somethings
into envelopes and bind them (quill & ink)
on my parchment skin
we can papercut love stories
in graveyard indexes and bleed verse
unto leatherbound diaries,
spend fortnights curled amongst
nooks & crannies in cerebral chapters,
volumes of typespeak humming hymns
to prologued pacts of words
we couldn't say aloud,
so she can love like libretti lives to tell
an arc is an infinite number of straight linessay ian arc is an infinite number of straight lines1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
& you too
& asked it to appear
& so it soul-sprouted out of earth
or spilled all star-dusted from heaven
or emerged from a gang of goliath worms
& was so splendidly riddled with prisms
we saw god in marvelous feathers
of flaking gold or seven robes
of mica or divinely impoverished
with a putrid buzzard’s beard
we were destined
our phantoms of truth be
so distinctly two of these
that they must eventually
down inside the kuk, kuk & skow
crackling out each green heron beak
is a different sort of time
or now than is
grown within the roh-roh-roh & awk
of every great blue one
deep within a claw of bear
black & river-blessed
exists a unique air
of holy space
which is oh-so-never
alike that which is
sewn within a talon of owl-bird
silent & flying ready-spread
with fiery night-sky eyes
far along the sweet flag
patch of summer swords
withered & seeds to set
Art For Me Feature C':Lots of lovely gifts I've gotten lately <3Art For Me Feature C':10 months ago in Personal More Like This
Because I feel like a shit for venting so much, but I do it to feel better, and today I actually feel slightly.. less worse? Haha c:
Now go watch all these lovely art <333
Silly by Taylynted
Silleh by Pastel-Dragons Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth by AnnMartini
Huge thanks to everyone who drew things for me, and everyone who supports me,
To Small BreastsThe radio wafts the tones of Nils BlytheTo Small Breasts6 years ago in Open More Like This
Over dreaming lugs barely sentient,
The years fourth quarter fogs softly,
Yet in my mind August dreams float;
Thoughts and reflections rise to the
Nub of unbidden nipples in the cold,
Embracing the delectation of the petite:
Softly rising downs of English lasses.
A gentle swell of desires intelligence,
Weaving in tongues the wishes of the wise;
Beautiful undulation, understated
Response to summers pert call;
Springs subtle cry; winters imagined whimsy.
The well crafted breast: small, delicious.