Cazar ideasCazar ideas4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
No hay nada más frustrante que un artist block y para mí no hay nada más frustrante que leer eso de alguien más.
Sé que deben haber otros tuts con cómo salir de un artist block, así que simplemente me basaré en cómo pueden cazar la inspiración, estén bloqueados o no, pero primero deben responder a la pregunta:
¿Me satisface lo que hago?
Si están bloqueados es porque necesitan simplemente un cambio de aires, uno se aburre hasta de lo que más le gusta hacer. Ahora, si están bloqueados tipo "nada me sale" o "no puedo hacer nada" y el cambio de aires no es una idea a aceptar, lo tomaría como que son esclavos de lo que hacen y por eso tanto su imaginación como su cuerpo (el "plasmador" de obras) se rebelan. Pongan atención a sus estados y no vayan en su contra, eso empeora el caso. Si ya no pueden dibujar, escriban, si no escriben, lean, vean películas, hagan deporte, jueguen videojue
The Particular Sadness of Pomegranate Seeds IThe Particular Sadness of Pomegranate Seeds I4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She raised her palms to the sky, fingers spread, and sunk her toes into the earth. Heat-filled particles of light warmed her face and the moist cool matter softened her toes. This was life and she relished in its glory.
Nature was her mother and the ruler of the cosmos was her father. She imagined herself as a tree, her feet diving down into the rich folds of the earth, planting their roots, while her fingers extended to the heavens forming into a million branches. Leaves and flowers exploded from her branches as they begged for the gift of light from the sun.
She walked in beauty. From where she stood, a gathering of red poppies reached to her gently brushing against her calf, begging to feel her touch. She leaned forward caressing the petals with the tips of her fingers and the flowers gently kissed her face in return. She laughed. She had always imagined that poppies would make for extremely faithful friends, providing every comfort and need in times of despair, but they would alway
Jack Frost x Reader More Than Just a MythJack Frost x Reader More Than Just a Myth1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sheesh it was cold out tonight. The wind howled, the night sky barely visible through the snow whipping up like a whirlwind. It was as if winter itself was incredibly angry tonight.
"[name] come away from that window and help set the tree please." Your mother tapped your shoulder gently as she walked passed you, smiling fondly.
Doing as asked, you pulled yourself away from the beautiful scenery and helped prepare the house for Christmas. Your family came together over the holidays, and by that you meant your aunt and uncles and your Nanna, who was known to be... Slightly eccentric. It was no secret however that you were her favourite grandchild, and you loved listening to her whimsical stories.
During the few weeks before Christmas and of course the day itself got a little hectic with all the family members, but it didn't take you and your younger brother long to set up the tree as asked, even with all the family members bustling about.
"Looking good guys." Nanna commented from her roc
HTMR-Si no fuera un pais... 12Capítulo 12: “Recuerdos”.HTMR-Si no fuera un pais... 122 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rafael no dejaba de llorar, aquellas imágenes del incidente no dejaban de regresar a su mente, todo su cuerpo le dolía y el miedo no lo hacía dejar de temblar. Pancho trataba de controlarlo, lo abrazaba y acariciaba su cabello tratando de consolarlo pero nada parecía funcionar.
-Descuida, ya pasó… todo estará bien, mi amor… tranquilo…
-Dígame, mi amor…
-Vos… me quisiste hacer eso?...
-… verá… no exactamente… lo que yo quería hacer… olvídelo… le prometo que nunca lo tocaré así de nuevo…
-Lo prometo, no quiero lastimarlo…
-T-Te… te quiero, Francisco…
-Señor, Francisco. Salga de allí un momento por favor.
-Está bien… no tardaré, Ra
Forget-Me-NotForget-Me-Not4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The little boy sighed as he trudged down the cobblestone street, lamenting to himself. Why couldn't he be like a normal kid? Have fun and play around and goof off? Instead, he was forced to spend all of his time indoors, doing nothing. Taking medicine, staring out of the window longingly at the other children, wishing he could be one of them.
"Why can't I be normal?" he asked himself. Only the blustery wind answered him. He shuddered. He knew he should be getting home. It wouldn't help him if he got sick again. His mother might never let him go for another walk for the rest of eternity.
Richard Starkey turned his head. "Huh?"
Another, all-too-familiar boy charged into him, a goofy grin on his face. "Your mum let you outside?"
"Yes," Richard replied tersely. "So?"
"So we should celebrate! After all, you might never see the light of day again," the other boy snickered.
Richard narrowed his eyes. "Shut yer gob, John."
John clucked in disapproval, "Now, that's
Fortune CookiesFortune Cookies3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"God, that Chinese food was great!" John cried as he rubbed his stomach, just finishing his dinner.
The other three Beatles grinned and nodded, George burping and muttering, "'Scuse me." Ringo laughed as he pulled out four fortune cookies from the takeout bag.
John swiped his right out of the drummer's hand, and didn't bother removing the piece of paper that held his fortune while he stuffed it in his mouth. Paul sighed and leaned over to John, prying his lips open and pulling the fortune out. He hastily wiped the paper on his sweatervest, not wanting John germs.
"Don't mix business with pleasure," Paul read before John could take his fortune out and try to read it without his glasses.
He smirked, "Well there goes our pre-concert fucks, Macca."
George giggled and grabbed his next, cracking the cookie open and reading his fortune.
"Sheet phwep?" He stared at the slip of paper, not understanding what the hell that meant. He turned it over, trying to decipher the words, but the other side
HTMR- Una historia en un objeto”Una historia en un objeto”.HTMR- Una historia en un objeto2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Era un día especial, ese día era el aniversario de cuando por fin Pancho juntó el valor suficiente para pedirle a Rafael que fuera oficialmente su novio. Esa noche iba a ser especial, se reunirían a cenar juntos para después dar un paseo por el mismo recorrido como en el de su primera cita oficial y quizá algo más si había tiempo.
Tenía una sonrisa dibujada desde la mañana que nada le pudo quitar, ni siquiera el hecho de que casi causó un incendio nuevamente por no revisar lo que dejaba en el horno.
Ya eran las 4 de la tarde y comenzó a prepararse para su tan esperada cita de aniversario. Esa noche planeaba llevar algo especial, algo que le traía muchos recuerdos, algo que quizá era su objeto más preciado y valioso, incluso más que aquel blanco osito que le regaló Pancho el primer día de su noviazgo oficial, su pre
Home [Loki x Reader (pt26)]It was time to go, so Tony said. So you bit your lip and blinked back tears, and turned and hugged Thor. His breath tickled your neck as he chuckled sadly and said goodbye.Home [Loki x Reader (pt26)]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"It isn't the end, we shall meet again," he promised, petting the back of your hair.
"Alright, big boy, let go so the rest of us can say g'bye," Tony said, a hand on your shoulder. You stood up and shook your head, holding open your arms for Tony but he waved you off to Steve. "I'm driving you there. We can say goodbye later, whatever."
Steve stood and gave you a nod, smiling fondly. Looked like it would be handshakes or salutes with him, but then you caught him chewing his lower lip, a spark of sadness in his eyes and you almost stumbled into a hug. He hesitated but lowered his arms around you and hugged back--a little stiffly, but it was still a hug.
When he let go, Virginia stood and smiled and you immediately headed for the elevator, followed by Tony.
"Allons-y. You ready?" he asked as the doors closed on your n
Acquainted [Loki x Reader (pt37)]"Alright, how the hell did you get down here?"Acquainted [Loki x Reader (pt37)]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Watch your language, young lady," said Tony, manually tossing parts of his armor onto your bed. "Okay. Whatever is in that gay magic glitter is really fucking with the suit."
"Watch your own language," you snapped. "Is there a reason you're shirtless?"
"Well...when you broke in and then out of the Tower, it was kind of a really inopportune time and your father was left very upset...he'd been having a pretty hard night already and that was just mean."
"Wasn't exactly the best timing for me either," you mumbled. "But how'd you get down here? How'd you find us? Why are you here?"
"Well I followed you," he said, "after Jarvis informed me of your posse leaving with your prisoner boyfriend--"
"Lover--" Tony's mouth shut and he cringed. "God. God. Ew, god. Why?"
"I don't ask 'why' about you and Steve."
"Point taken. Where was the topic? Right. So I got the rude interruption, left without even finishing, followed the
If Only (Finland x Reader)If Only (Finland x Reader)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
'I'm not creepy' Finland reassured himself as he twirled a lock of your hair. 'I just like to watch her sleep. That's all.'
It was the sad truth that the blond man loved to gaze at you while you slumbered. It was involuntarily at first. he was Santa and he HAD to check up on you , but after Christmas he found himself inside your bedroom every night.
You were just so cute and serene when you were asleep, he just couldn't help himself.
Tino sighed and stroked your cheek gently. 'If only I could do this when she's awake.' he traced your lips with his thumb. 'It would be so much better.'
You suddenly shifted in your sleep , causing Finland to freeze in fear , but all you did was nuzzle your cheek into his hand. He blushed , his heart beats coming a little faster. He sighed again when he realized that you weren't waking up and he checked the clock on your bedside table.
3:32 am. About time he want home. Tino reluctantly removed his hand from your cheek and placed a kiss on your forehead , m
Kiss [Loki x Reader (pt15)You were startled by a surprising awakening. The moment you opened your eyes, you saw long, curly blonde hair stretching down a woman's torso. A feminine hand stroked your face, and thumbed away a residual pool of salty water at the edge of your eye. Cautiously, you looked up at Lynda's face, her features drawn with concern.Kiss [Loki x Reader (pt15)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Heyllo," she said softly, smiling a little at you.
"Mm?" you replied, voice tired and rough. You cleared your throat and sat up, and her hand fell away. "Good...good morning?"
"Is it?" she asked, crossing one leg over the other and locking her hands together at her knee. "Har you okay?"
Your eyes stung with the threat of tears but were too dry to betray you like that. "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"
"Loki said 'e was concerned."
You grit your teeth, not masking your resentment. "Oh did he, now."
She sighed, relaxing, and a quick bright light made you blink. You looked down and noticed it was the glint of the diamond ring on her left ring finger. "What have you seen?"
Don't Touch My SkittlesI saw my veins pulse like a strobe light with every punch, blood surging through them faster than I could feel. I knew the blows were coming in fast and strong, or my brain wouldn't be racking around my skull like this. Even my eyes were shaking, so bad that I could barely make out that twisted face from under the veil of dreadlocks that was my hair. Every punch shot through me like a cannonball, ripping my stomach up like a bullet through a rose. I tried to block them, push them off, whatever it took; there was always one more that got in. Eventually, I got mad. I punched back. Everyone says don't punch back, it only makes it worse. Don't punch, hold it back, don't do it. What now?Don't Touch My Skittles5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Thunder and lightning began shredding up any hope of resistance I had, forcing every muscle I had to clench and strain. I could feel the tissue snap and rupture, blood pouring out of the lacerations the voltage made on my skin like paper, even my bones started to crack and split, turnin
El HambreHola. Has despertado.El Hambre4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Espero no haya sido un camino muy accidentado tu viaje hasta mi refugio. Verás, no es que no me guste la ciudad, ¡pero es tan complicado llevar esta vida cerca de la civilización! Aunque la recompensa por tanto sacrificio es impagable. Llena el corazón sentir tanta tranquilidad y alegra el espíritu saber que haces las cosas bien.
No se nota mucho, pero soy hombre de familia. Claro, no tengo esposa. No tengo hermanos, no tengo hijos propios. Pero es como si tuviera uno. Está mi chiquillo y yo, solos. Es adoptado.
Ahora notarás que no es lujoso este lugar. No tengo nada que pueda verse siquiera de forma remota como un mueble. Ni siquiera hay alfombra en el suelo, ni ventanas que iluminen. Sólo esta pequeña bombilla colgando ahí. Bueno, no la puedes ver ahora, pero tranquila, verás la habitación de huéspedes en un rato.
¿Qué dices? No te escucho bien. Quizá si te sacara eso que tienes en
A History of ImaginariumWhen we were young, we believed. In myths, in legends, in stories beyond the wildest imagination of the best story teller in the world. Tomorrow always held surprises, new stories, and new worlds for our imaginations to explore. Everything began with 'Once upon a time' and ended with 'Happily ever after.' We lived in a land where we all owned pet tyrannosaurus rexes, maybe a few dragons, a sword that rivaled Excalibur and faeries and pixies, who just happened to make great playmates. Fae food for some reason always seemed to be so much better than your average meal, and who needs an adult to talk sense to, when you could have a talking lion?A History of Imaginarium4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
But time passed us by. And things changed. We grew up, much to Peter Pan's dismay. And things became what they would never become if we believed. Things became boring.
Reading became insipidly real, about average people with average lives. And what was worse, we enjoyed that much more that the fantastical tales that our imagination wa
Seven Minutes in Heavenstuck [Cronus]You almost smiled when you saw the name scrawled across the white piece of paper; Cronus Ampora. Honestly, you had no idea why so many people treated him like trash all the time. Yes he was flirtatious, and yes he could sometimes be a complete douche to others, but really, he wasn't that bad at all. In fact, you just happened to be close friends with the sea dweller.Seven Minutes in Heavenstuck [Cronus]2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Who did you *hic* get [Name]?" Roxy asked, trying to sneak a peek at the paper. Cronus stood in the corner of the room, coolly leaning against the wall with an unlit cigarette hanging from his mouth. You just knew he was watching you from the corner if his eye.
"Cronus, it looks like it's you and me~" you chuckled, waving him over. For a second, his cool fašade faltered and he stared at you awestruck before clearing his throat and strutting over to you with a smug smirk. All around you people whispered furiously. You scowled mentally, knowing fully well that they were commenting on how you were going to be 'stuck' with Cr
Eclipse [Loki x Reader (pt23)]The jingling of the shackles echoed through the mournful room as his palm rested against your injured hip. You sucked air through your teeth.Eclipse [Loki x Reader (pt23)]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You you came to see me." His velvety voice caressed your heart, and his bright eyes pierced the darkness of your soul. "Thor told me you were injured "
His hand cooled your sore hip, bringing much-needed relief from the pain. You nodded, a tear rolling down your cheek as you placed a hand over his. "They all lied to me, Loki."
His eyes dropped. "You're getting tired of that, aren't you?"
"Why did you lie to me?" you asked, throat tightening. "I thought you actually cared about me. I thought I meant more to you than just a just a side-kick."
He didn't say anything, still looking away. The cold hand on your hip caused you to shiver.
"I did not mean to hurt you," he said sadly.
"That's what Thor said. But you still did hurt me."
"I did not mean to," he repeated. The cold spread down into your thigh and Loki still would not look
Garden [Loki x Reader (pt35)]Turns out it didn't matter which option you picked, because before you could open your mouth Loki grabbed you by the hand and took you down through the Labyrinth, saying, "Actually, I have a better idea. Let's go for a walk. You've been inside all morning and there is no better place for a walk than inside a giant maze!"Garden [Loki x Reader (pt35)]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Oh, okay. Sounds legit," you said, stumbling along behind him through the glittery walls. You nearly tripped over a root that snagged your foot and your hand slipped out of his. "Ah! Slow down!"
He turned around, steadying you by the shoulder. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...hah, I did say walk, didn't I. Not sprint."
"Yeah, like what?" you laughed, shaking him off and taking two exaggerated steps forward from the roots. "Do you have a specific destination or something?"
Loki smiled softly. "Well...yes. As strange as this place is, and as twisted, there is a beautiful, nearly untouched garden--oh, it's only the most beautiful thing in the universe. Besides you. Now let's go,
Forgiven [Loki x Reader (pt31)]"Are we there yet?" you nagged, staring out the window.Forgiven [Loki x Reader (pt31)]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"We left five minutes ago!" Lynda snapped. "Of course not!"
You grinned mischievously. "I'm hungry, momma," you whined. Thor chuckled.
Lynda whipped her head around and glared at you. "Don't."
You quieted, listening to the low hum of the car as Lynda drove along. So quiet. And you were so anxious. You were going to find Loki, and you weren't sure how that would play out. Was Thor right, or was he just being way too optimistic? It was in his nature, after all. Yes, Loki had let you live, but what if it was just a warning to stay the hell away?
What if he tried to kill you this time?
What if he succeeded?
Well. There wasn't much you could do about that in the present, in a moving vehicle, so you promptly pushed that thought to the back of your mind and contented yourself with pestering Lynda. "I have to go to the bathroom."
"I told you to go bef--! Oh no, no. Stop. I told you to stop," she groaned.
"Are we there yet?"
You heard Lynd
April Fools DayApril Fools DayApril Fools Day5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He had to keep running; no matter what, he couldn't stop. He panted hard as he ran, his heart pounding in his head. From the moment he woke up, he had been cautious and moved constantly. He could not stay in one place, it was too dangerous. He was running for his life, because today was a very bad day; a day he didn't like so much, ever since he was a boy. Today just happened to be
"AH!!!" Gary screamed as a plunger smacked him dead in his face and he fell backwards on his back with a loud THUD!
"Ahahahahahahaha!!!!!" a girl laughed from the trees as she held a bow in her hands and had a bag on her back, full of plungers. "April Fools!!!!!" she laughed then jumped down from the trees and ran off, her laughter echoing throughout the trees. Gary sat up and groaned as he managed to pull the plunger off of his face and he stared off with an irritated look on his face.
Today was April Fools Day; one of Sabrina's favorite holidays of the year. However
Skype Messages |Reader x Prussia|With a burning and sinking feeling in your stomach you pushed the tears back, quickly typing in a snarky remark before jabbing the enter button on your keyboard. This is why you hated Facebook, and more importantly taking pictures of yourself; there was always someone that would decide it would be funny to tell you that you looked fat or retarded, and though you put on a tough exterior and tried to not let it phase you it always did.Skype Messages |Reader x Prussia|2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Closing your eyes tightly you pursed your lips, taking a second before opening them and quickly exiting out of the browser that held your Facebook. The Internet automatically opening your Tumblr; showing you your friend Gilbert's blog that he claimed was 'awesome'. Gilbert was your best friend, which was very odd to most people since you had never actually met him in person.. Though you didn't need to know him offline for him to be your best friend and the person you'd tell everything too, well almost everything anyways.
Taking in a deep breath of air you
Comfortable [Loki x Reader (pt13)]Loki came into your room right as you finished changing. "Hey," you said, raising your hand in a wave. The motion sent a shock of pain to your shoulder and you winced, rubbing and rolling it.Comfortable [Loki x Reader (pt13)]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Tough time with Virginia?" he asked, walking over to the bed. He sat on it on his knees and you turned to face him, only to be turned around again. He put his hands on your shoulders and began to knead. You sighed in relief.
"I absolutely can't stand her," you replied, leaning into his touch. You jerked a little bit when his thumb pressed into a knot. "Oh...my word. Thank you."
"My, my, are you jealous of every girl to whom your crush shows attention?"
You wanted to tell him that you were definitely not jealous, and that you certainly did not have a crush on him, and that you were pretty sure Virginia was trying to kill you, but you didn't trust yourself to open your mouth because now he was working on your upper back and you knew the first noise you would make would be a moan. You bit you
Aster and Dante in the WoodsAster and Dante in the Woods7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Asters stomach was growling. For that matter, Dantes was too, but he tried to hide that fact with well-timed coughs and grunts, while the princess made no such efforts. Neither of them said anything about being hungry, though. It probably would have been better if somebody had, because two hungry and tired people who are pretending not to be hungry and tired can only come to one unavoidable end they must certainly start quarreling.
This is exactly what happened when Dante casually said something about hoping the princess was enjoying her ride, and she asked if he supposed that all this was her fault and with a distinct lack of his former careful formality, which had started to wear very thin over the course of the afternoon, he said that well, after all, it hadnt been his idea to go out riding. This was all the princess needed and with a rush of very mean gladness, they fell to quarreling with each other heated
HyttysentappajaHän tuijotti napanöyhtäänsä. Odotti lähtisikö siitä uusi alkuräjähdys, mutta joutui pettymään tovin odotettuaan. Hänen kasvaneessa mahassaan oli pari hyttysen pistoa. Alun perin hänelle oli määrätty lääkkeitä, jotka lihottavat. Olivat joko masennukseen tai sitten kilpirauhasen toimintaan vaikuttavia, hän ei tarkalleen muistanut. Hän tiesi kaikkien kutsuvan sitä kaljamahaksi, joten hän antoi mennä. Muutama kalja joka ilta. Mutta se kaikki oli toissijaista, hän vihasi hyttysiä. Ne hyökkäävät esiin koloistaan aina siellä missä aurinko ei jaksa enää vaikuttaa. Kai niillä oli jokin merkitys ekolokerossaan. Mutta mikä on sellaisen eliölajin tai -populaation merkitys, minkä kaikki ominaisuudet on luotu ärsyttämään muita. Koirashyttynen juo vain tielle sattuvien kukkien mHyttysentappaja4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This