AskTheArtist InterviewInterview with *JonasDeRo 11/11/12AskTheArtist Interview3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
<thefluffyshrimp> Welcome to ASKtheARTIST. My name is ~thefluffyshrimp and today I have the great privilege to interview *JonasDeRo, a very talented artist and creator of many well-known works on deviantART.
<thefluffyshrimp> Thank you for presenting us with this opportunity to interview you, JonasDeRo.
<JonasDeRo> Hello all, the pleasure is all mine!
<thefluffyshrimp> ~Fisharto asks "Without sharing too much of your ways to making environments how do you come up with ideas for painting?"
<JonasDeRo> Hello Fisharto, good question!
<JonasDeRo> I would say my main source of inspiration is traveling. I love painting but I love to travel even more; seeing cities, towns, nature really inspires me in the first
More Beautiful Than the MoonShe’d thought they were fairy tales. A nightmare. A myth.More Beautiful Than the Moon1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
But the way the horses had screamed, the way the men had died, the way the heaving mass of fur had stilled as her ice pierced it’s chest, after it’s own burning mark was etched on to her, all of this could not be denied.
The trip to their northern border had been a disaster from the start. But as night fell on her first day back in Arendelle, Elsa knew it was just the beginning. She spent the entire night in the library, claiming she had work and sending Anna off to bed, but in reality she was tearing through tome after tome of ancient script.
As a child it had been fun to decode them, but now it was life or death. For Elsa was certain that if she couldn’t solve her problem, both were at stake.
Several nights passed like this, each one unfruitful. But time was against her and Elsa knew it. And finally, she had none left.
It would happen tonight.
She put Anna to bed, careful not to touch her. Anna had been
CR: Outstanding part 1: Who..Aku sendirian di sana .CR: Outstanding part 1: Who..4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Berada di bawah pohon rindang yang mau kujadikan tempat berlindung di hari ini. Hutan kecil ini memberi sesuatu yang aku butuhkan. Angin sepoi menyentuh pipiku dengan lembut. Aku memejamkan mata.
Di sini, hari ini, damai. Maksudku damai tanpa perang antara HERO dan Villain seperti beberapa waktu lalu. Aku banyak berpikir dan lelah untuk berperang. Tapi itulah kewajiban kami, keua kubu menuntaskan apa yang kami ingin raih.
Di saat yang tenang ini aku coba untuk lebih terbuka. Tanpa sadar, ada seekor kupu kupu terbang ke arahku. Warnanya biru terang seperti kristal dengan semburat merah. Kepakannya lemah. Dengan tenaga yang tersisa, dia hinggap di tangan kananku yang bercakar.
Aku menundukkan kepalaku, melihat kupu kupu itu. Sangat tenang dan cantik. Dia naik ke atas jari kiriku saat aku mengulurkan tangan. Aku tersenyum kecil.
Angin berhembus lagi, menggugurkan banyak dedaunan berwarna kuning keemasan.
The Worst Thing a Christian Could Say(3/15/2014)The Worst Thing a Christian Could Say1 year ago in Philosophical More Like This
Came across this old blog from 2012 that was responding to the deaths of children in December, basically describing the worst thing a Christian could say following that tragedy:
As much as I can empathize with the pain of those who have lost their loved ones--and perhaps the wording of that Christian's statement could've been better--what the blogger doesn't quite understand is why Christians respond with hope to things that people would typically see as tragic. Yes, Christians do feel pain and miss their loved ones just like anybody else does, but the reasoning behind it is different.
The thing is, an atheist sees death as the end and nothing more after it. But a Christian knows that the spirit lives on because there is life after death. To the Christian, the difference b
Can Christians Like Dragons?In other words, can a Christian morally have a love for dragons? The logic behind the question is that dragons by Biblical standards seem to be evil creatures. Therefore it should be incompatible to follow Jesus Christ and love dragons at the same time, right? This is what I've been accused of many times, being a firm holder to Truth yet having a soft spot for dragons. I would like to answer in detail these accusations, thus the reason for this article.Can Christians Like Dragons?6 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Let us look at dragons from every angle, starting with what The Sacred Scriptures say. In The Holy Bible the Hebrew word used for dragon(s) is 'tanniyn' and shows up 29 times in The Old Testament. But, do note that dragons are not always referred to under that word in Scripture, so the count is higher. I've divided these verses up into groups, mainly general and specific cases.
**Dragons in general
--in The Bible we see that dragons are often used by God as curses. Examples are the Babylonian Empire (Isaiah 1
Tears Of Ice Chapter FourteenCan I say something crazier? I don't own Frozen too!Tears Of Ice Chapter Fourteen2 years ago in Drama More Like This
A/N: Ah yes, here we go! The Battle for the fate of Arendelle has arrived! For added epicness, listen to "Preliator" by Globus or "One Final Effort" by Marty O'Donnell during the appropriate times. Have fun and I hope you enjoy!
Chapter Fourteen: Fimbulwinter - The Battle of Arendelle
Elsa awoke from the first solid period of slumber she'd had in days. Anna had also been quiet throughout the night as well, no night terror daring to haunt her. The only light in her room came from the dim, rusty lantern sitting atop a nearby crate. It was still dark, but something in Elsa told her that dawn was approaching soon.
It is time.
The redhead was still fast asleep, a faint smile on her beautiful face as she dreamt of good things. As much as Elsa hates it, she has to leave the redhead behind until she secures Arendelle for her sake. The redhead protested her choice last night vehemently
Elsanna Drabbles #1WARNING: THIS IS ELSANNA IN AN INCESTUOUS RELATIONSHIP. DON'T READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE. IF YOU DECIDE TO READ, DON'T COME COMPLAINING, I WARNED.Elsanna Drabbles #11 year ago in Humor More Like This
Anna is a cheerleader, Elsa the ace of school in sports. In Anna’s cheers she always say something with double meaning. They are sisters and secretly have an incestuous relationship.
Elsanna Drabble #1
The gymnasium was roaring. The basketball game was in its fourth and last time. The players were drenched in sweat and the fatigue were visible in their faces. Arendelle High was in a cruel draw with the other team. Elsa, the team’s ace, was about to make a move that could change the game’s direction.
“Gimme an E!” A very cheerful voice started. It was Anna, the head cheerleader and also Elsa’s younger sister. The other girls followed her. “Gimme a L! Gimme a S! Gimme an A! Go, go, ELSA!” The chorus somehow managed to boost Elsa’s self-confidence.
“Go, Elsa! If you ge
Sit down, I want to tell you something!Sit down for a second,Sit down, I want to tell you something!2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because I want to tell you something.
I want to tell you and everybody else that walked over me.
That today, I have become something!
Just walk with me for a second,
I want to show you something.
You remember this; is it all falling into place?
Cause this is where you shut me down.
Now I didn't know what I was supposed to do;
Excuse me for being a loser, right?
I had to work up a lot of courage to ask you out.
But you didn't even look at anything beneath the surface.
So of course, you just flipped me off and walked away.
Because of you I went to the gym every single day.
Because of you I started lifting iron over my head.
And you know what it feels pretty damn good to be getting my pump.
Yeah, that's something that you did for me!
And now, over to my phone,
Let's call up Michael.
What up man?
You remember me?
Yeah, I'm the guy who could never fit in!
That kid who was
Stand with MeStand with meStand with Me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do not condemn me
For the permanent lines
across my skin
For they are only
Marks of my life battles
For we are all broken vessels
Desperately in need of Him
The past is past
Be patient; for you can
We can all be fixed
Into a beautiful mosaic
From the broken pieces of
Only trust Him; our only light
In this world of darkness
So stand with me
See the beauty
And live for Him
Cry of a Broken HeartI know it's stupid and naiveCry of a Broken Heart1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But I thought that we
Would somehow last forever...
That we'd always be together.
I still believe you saved my life and I thank you for that.
But you leaving... I never expected to have that chat.
Nothing could have prepared me
For the day when you suddenly
Called me, speaking words that would change my life.
When I heard your first phrase I thought that a knife
Had been stabbed through my flesh, my soul,
Cut out my heart and left a hole.
Now I'm trapped in the past,
Hiding tears and fresh cuts behind a mask.
Nights are the worst, though;
They make me realise I'm alone
And I'll never again feel your arms
Holding me throughout the night, keeping me from harm.
And I watch happy couples on TV
And think, that's how we used to be...
Back when it was just us;
No greed, no fights, no lust
Driving a wedge between our hearts,
Tearing us apart.
I may never know what caused this,
What ruined our bliss...
But I miss you more than I can say.
You're on my mind all day, e
We must SCIENCE ((Hanji+Reader))“Ah!(Name)! You’re back!” Hanji gasped, getting up from her seat at the dinner table, the chair screeched back as she saw Combat Medic (f/n l/n) walk into the mess hall. (Name) was called into the walls to help take care of a surgical procedure for one of the elites. She was out for several days. (Name’s) readily prepared skill in first aid on expeditions and trauma care within the base was superseded by her ability as a surgeon.We must SCIENCE ((Hanji+Reader))2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Always she was attentive and had an eye for details. Those with morbid curiosity witnesses her mend, amputate, graft, and/or sew looked on as if watching great art being created. Her fingers were swift and stomach was thought to be made of iron as she witnessed the most grotesque injuries in her 7 year career with the Survey Corps. The talented medic was fascinated with the human body, especially when under the strains of hard training, debilitating digestion system issues, appendages ripped off from Titan’s mouths and hands, and
Step by stepYou told me I'd be free.Step by step3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Free to choose anything, whatever
I wanted to have, to do, to become.
And so I went my way. And I lived with my choices,
I tried to move on.
But I forgot to leave things behind,
some items, and the past.
Because of that,
my so-called freedom, my new life was
I was still taunted by everything,
I still moved mechanically
when holding that one object.
And I tried breaking off these chains,
but I kept getting stuck,
all I once tried to forget floats around me.
And I gave in,
once again fooled by my weak mind.
I go back to step one.
Waltzing on the Ocean Floor The ocean and the sky seemed to be an infinite stain of slate grey; the horizon just an imaginary concept. The sky a mass of churning gray cement and the infinitely deep ocean reflecting the forsaken heavens above like a dusty mirror that sprawled out beyond the corners of space and time. I could see the distorted faces of drowned sailors woven into the clouds- screaming.Waltzing on the Ocean Floor1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sea seemed to taunt me. Its glassy surface like a smoky marble floor; promising me a stable foothold and beckoning me to come dance and waltz on its perfectly smooth and polished surface. It was so tempting, so very tempting. But with every step closer the ocean seemed to grow more excited and restless, seemingly forgetting its masquerade of serenity. I didn't care. Why should I? The sea can't lie to me, I know what it wants.
I step closer. The thick mud silently bubbles as it absorbs my feet; its color reminiscent of whale skin. I wonde
The PainI watch the pain seep out my arm,The Pain2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The tears and memories flow.
Despite how it looks,
It causes no harm,
It relieves my pain,
For a second I watch it all go.
I am sick of doing this to myself,
This is where I always turn.
I hear a voice tell me its okay,
Everytime I turn to the blade.
I now feel so numb,
the blood starts to flow,
There’s a minute of happiness,
but the scars are the only thing left to show.
I watch the pain seep out my arm,
The tears and memories flow.
Despite how it looks,
It causes no harm,
It relieves my pain,
For a second I watch it all go.
Thank You For BreathingI’m that trickle down your neck last week when you got upset.Thank You For Breathing2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
That friend you’ve never met;
That kid you teased for being a teachers pet.
That kid who stays quiet when you get on his nerves;
The one who never got picked first;
The best at being last; Never been late for class; never got noticed for staying on task.
Know that’s there’s something special about being different.
I can’t explain it; not sure if it’s a gift or curse. It’s
Something about it makes me want to pick up a pen and write verses.
I feel like maybe God entrusted this mission to us; something more than Church.
Something more than the outside can comprehend and so we lock ourselves in a hurricane.
To bring tears to its eye; Teen angst at its worst.
But before sunshine; the storm will always be first.
Life’s a game of stamina. Do you have the strength to run?
Life’s a game of stamina. Do you have the strength to run?
This is dedicated to the scars on every teen
Him - A Sad PruAme FicHim - A Sad PruAme Fic1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Prompt: “I still see him every time I close my eyes.”
It had been almost a month. An agonizing month for husband, friends, and brother alike. It had been so hard adjusting for Alfred; never waking up to the heat of his body near him every morning, never hearing his booming and filling, yet sometimes annoying, laugh, never going out to the bar with Antonio, Francis, and him on Saturday nights so he could always drive him home. His death had created a cavern in his heart that could only ever be filled with his own tears, only to be emptied again as the liquid evaporated the next day. And it went like that, Alfred crying in bed, only to stop once the hole in his heart was filled and he could cry no more.
Francis advised the American to see a therapist, since Alfred had begun to lock himself away the last couple of weeks and hadn’t seen him since the funeral. Little did the blond Frenchman know, though, that Alfred had
Ice QueenSkin as pale as iceIce Queen1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And as cold as the longest winter’s night
Her heart is a sapphire
A stone lodged in her breast
That does not beat
And cannot pump blood
Curling silver hair
Frames a face devoid of emotion
Inset with eyes unseeing
She is cursed to live
As if she’s dead
Nothing can thaw her
Don’t kiss her pallid lips
Or touch her ice cold fingers
Or you will be lost
Her touch is instant frost burn
That freezes the blood in your veins
And stops the heart on contact
Men have tried to warm her
All have failed in this task
And she mourns none of them
She shed’s not a tear
Wastes no thought on those who’ve died
She just goes on
Gumi x Len: Chapter twoGumi x Len: Chapter twoGumi x Len: Chapter two3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"No, Rin! You know that yogurt you ate was mine!" A voice that belonged to Luka woke me up.
"Please Luka, it was just yogurt! Go buy more!" Rin yelled dryly.
They stood in front of Rin's desk. Luka had her hands on her hips, with a glare fixed on Rin's face that lacked in emotion. I blinked on rubbed my eyes before I made a noise. "Do you guys really have to fight in here?"
They both turned to me. "Gumi, I'm so sorry I woke you! Rin, was just being a pain." Luka apologized innocently.
With a sigh Rin spoke up, "I was hungry, and had some yogurt because Neru ate all the cereal. I was not being a pain!" I exhaled and shook my head.
"Rin say sorry for not asking if you could have it, Luka don't be so greedy it's not a million dollars it's yogurt." Rin mumbled a sorry, and so did Luka.
Before Luka could find another thing to argue with her about I shoved her out. Rin sat at her desk, and messed around on the computer. I glanced to see the time was eight. Groggily, I
War, Greed, and LoveIf we don't end war then war will end usWar, Greed, and Love2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Dying for leaders we can't really trust
Some men just want to watch the world burn
Contorting and corrupting so it no longer turns
The selfish are never really satisfied
Caught up in deals and strung up with lies
They can't get enough but they can't have it all
The higher you are then the harder you fall
People say "Don't fall in love, there's just too much to lose."
But that's your desicion, a choice you must choose
Though in reality, can we really decide
Who we fall for and when it's our time?
The Vampire Survival Guide, v1The Vampire Survival Guide, v111 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
Section I: What are Vampires?
Vam-pire \vam-pÓr\ n 1: a night-wandering bloodsucking ghost 2: a person who preys on other people; esp.: a woman who exploits and ruins her lover 3: vampire bat
There is some nonfiction in that definition, and yet there is much fiction. Myth and reality. To survive the vampire holocaust, we must first understand exactly what it is we are fleeing. A vampire is, in simplest form, a human affected by a horrible dementia-inducing blood disease. These poor souls have, by some means, been infected by a disease similar to anemia, in which blood is short in quantity. Some symptoms are also similar to anemia (Paleness, irregular sleep conditions.) But the similarity ends there.
It was long speculated that the disease, which has been dubbed Neuroplasma (due to its eventual psychological effect), was a virus, but the theory was later discarded after recorded autopsies confirmed that it was indeed caused by an unidentifiable infectious agent
Set Me FreeSet Me Free4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Someone free me from this cage
Suffocating, Surrounded by the evil henchmen of Lucifer
He wraps his dark Veil of Death around my neck
I surrender to the ecstacy of his touch
Is it wrong to love and lust?
He whispers sweet words in my earHis voice toxic
I can't help falling for it
He stains my lips with a bitter sweet kiss
He wraps his strong arms around me scorching my body
"I love you" he says in his hypnotic voice
The hidden message is "I hate you"
Throw me away
Abandon me like the rest
Leaving broken promises on your trail
Don't bother telling me you're sorry
You'll only be lying
I gave you my heart and you played with it
Like it was nothing
I'm emptied out
I feel nothing
I'd rather die than live like this
Set me free