Tutorial para poner los iconos en los creditos¡Hola!Tutorial para poner los iconos en los creditos4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Hoy vamos a responder una de las dudas más frecuentes entre las personas que comienzan a usar Deviantart: cómo dar créditos o citar a un usuario por su avatar de cuenta. Ya sea porque es práctico o se ve más bonito, poner el avatar resulta cómodo y atractivo.
Una cosa que deben saber sobre los íconos es que se ven en:
-Comentarios del Autor (al pie de los dibujos o escritos)
-Comentarios en general
En este tutorial sencillo les enseñaremos la fórmula que se utiliza para poner los íconos y les presentaremos la lista de créditos de los Personajes Frecuentes de Latin Hetalia:
La fórmula para poner los íconos es la siguiente:
: + icon + nombreuser + :
Es la misma fórmula para los grupos.
: + icon + nombregrupo + :
Créditos Personajes Frecuentes de Latin Hetalia
"Romance" of Sherlock HolmesThe Romance of Sherlock Holmes"Romance" of Sherlock Holmes7 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
An Essay by E. Grimes
Devotees of the Sherlock Holmes canon are well aware that The Great Detectives
many adventures abound with his eccentric personality traits. While they may have been exasperating to Dr. Watson and especially Mrs. Hudson, they have fascinated and intrigued his readers for decades. Yet one of the most noted---and most disputed--- of The Great Detective's idiosyncrasies is his attitude toward the opposite sex.
" he (Holmes) had a remarkable gentleness and courtesy in his dealings with women," observed Dr. Watson in The Adventure of the Dying Detective. He further added that Holmes "disliked and distrusted the sex, but he was always a chivalrous opponent." It was indeed true that in spite of his dislike (though not hatred) of women, his behavior toward them was always kind and courteous.
Women had few rights during the Victorian era; yet the stric
Chunin Exams in Suna 21Chunin Exams in Suna 218 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Tausha was with Neji and Naruto at Suna's training arena, she looked up into the sky and squinted at the sun. "Great, you guys are making me train during the hottest part of the day, I hope you brought plenty of water."
Naruto scratched the back of his head and grinned, "Actually I forgot all about the water."
Neji frowned a little annoyed, "Good thing I brought us some."
Naruto laughed, "Well you are the genius!"
Tausha looked at the ground, "Sorry guys but I don't think I should be training with you, not right now anyways."
Naruto looked shocked and angry, "What do you mean!? You have to train to get stronger! That's how you win!"
Tausha forced herself to smile but kept her gaze low, "I know, but right now the only thing on my mind is getting Danya back, I can't train knowing that she's with Orochimaru." She looked up, "And even if I do see her at the final exam, I can't really fight her, not after she's been with him." Tausha turned her back on the two, "I can only imagine the horri
I love...I love the feeling of freedomI love...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the feeling of not belonging to someone.
I love that I can flirt again.
and that it is with a different person
I love that I can look at another guy and think "he is hot" without feeling guilt
because I don't have a guy to worry about.
I love that I am Katie
and not Katie and him.
I love all of my friends
and how they are always there.
I love having to not always worry about him
and if he is okay.
I love the feeling of fresh air
and how I can fully enjoy it now.
I love the new feeling of independence
and how I am fine with being alone.
I love walking through town all by myself
and being able to set my own pace.
I love that I am back
and that you can't do anything to change it.
ForbiddenForbidden4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For I am a daughter of the Dark
Who longs for a son of the Light
You shall never show tenderness to me
But my passion for you remains undying
Shall you ever see me as I see you?
Or shall I always be in the dark
Watching, waiting for you to realize
How perfectly we belong
My love for you can never be
My lust for you is my curse
When will I ever realize
That you shall never be my forbidden love
PUREWATER -- apologuePUREWATER -- apologue8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
once upon a time there was a house with thirty-four bottles of bleach lined up underneath the bathroom sink.
tiles white and walls washed over, the windows were blanked with newspaper rubbish-- a white jugged mosaic crossed with blue plastic labels dominating the walls of the tiny living room that a reclused boy and his cadaver of a sister called home.
he stocked them stoic, set them in line-- the forty-seven bottles under the kitchen sink proving three short for the week.
"one more hour today," he'd always say. "and then you'll be better tomorrow."
laid up and tied down by her very longlived specimenship, she counted. the bottles and the hours, the cramps and cringes, every day accounting different numbers to the attributes of her illness. she kept track, indelible by way of needle points and chemical burns, so that every single day, she could tell him.
it was the closest thing to truth she could still feel.
"thank you," she would always say, between her shivers.
Hear Me OutYou are now goneHear Me Out3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Never to return to my side
I hope it wasn't me that drove you to it
If it was I'm sorry
I regret the things I did
But not as much as the things I said
I wish I could redue the whole thing
But I know what's done is done
I hope someday you'll hear me out about it
But I won't hold my breath
You had a reason
So now please try to understand mine
A Night to Try to Remember Pt. 1A Night to Try to Remember Pt. 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A Night (to Try) to Remember
Rarity inhaled deeply, letting the pleasant aroma of her drink fill her nostrils. The snifter glass gently shifted about, buoyed by her magical aura, and its burgundy contents swirled along the transparent walls. She tipped the glass to her lips, gracefully sipping its contents in a way that only years of cultured drinking could imbue. A satisfied smile crossed her lips as the cognac warmed her throat as it drained to her stomach. She was almost finished with her third glass of the night, which would put her just at her tolerance level for this particular beverage; such a shame that her friends didn't know their own tolerances.
At that thought, she looked about the bar from her seat in the corner booth. While she wasn't the type to normally socialize in such establishments, this bar was cultured enough for her tastes, being well designed, well built, and having a satisfactory selection of
Chunin Exams in Suna 30Tausha was sitting up in the Kazekage's balcony on Gaara's lap. She had said her thank you to Tsunade-sama, but she hadn't seen Danya since the medical room. 'I'll thank her as soon as I see her…'Chunin Exams in Suna 308 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Tausha was excited to get to see Makoto and Bryan's fight but when she saw Makoto get hit with the kunai Bryan threw, she knew something was wrong. "He already got hit? But they just started, he can't still be drained from the other match? Can he?" She stood up and leaned over the balcony. "Come on Makoto! You can do it!"
Across the arena Danya was smiling, "Good one Bryan!"
Ken walked up and stood next to Danya as he watched the match. "Yep, Makoto's going to lose. He used too much of his chakra in his match with Ryan." He turned his attention to Danya, "How's my buddy doing anyway? Is Ryan ok?"
Danya nodded, "Ryan will be fine…" She never turned her attention away from Makoto and Bryan.
Ken leaned closer to Danya, "You know, you look even more beautiful than before. Since we alre
RooibosIf under mulch she sang a rottenRooibos4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
wood-like note with quiver
Nostalgic for her days alive
Surely they could forgive her
Most days it's quiet (these days it's cold)
Her bones observe the soil
But Spring is pulsing warm and gold
Teasing memories to boil
Like heated milk the liquid smell
of evening drips in branches
A honeybee who suffocates
falls near her musing ashes
"Is it wine or light strawberry?"
She asks him of the sky
Though his dead ears don't hear her query
The answer is "Like dye"
Just under mulch I hear a rotten
wood-like note with quiver
Flushing young in days alive
Of course I can forgive her
Asexy PrideWhen I, amused, reveal the truth they simply shake their heads (oh, so knowingly! so sure!) and give the age old answers. Just wait, say they, it'll come in time. You're young yet, you're still a kid! Just wait and see, you'll change your mind. One day you'll find The (dreaded!) One and then you'll understand.Asexy Pride7 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
They say I'll 'understand', as if at the moment the concepts of lust and desire are beyond my childish brain; as if I do not realize what lingering gaze might bring two (or more? hah!) together, what kinship might make hearts race and passions flame. Is this such a complicated phenomenon, the act of falling in and out of love, in and out of bed (in and out of each other)?
If this is what they think of my decision (or destiny, fate, proclivity, orientation?) then they've misjudged by far. They must not realize we all take ninth grade health, sit through the awkward week of embarrassing diagrams and snickered innuendos. They must
624 Days and Counting- Ch. 4624 Days and Counting- Ch. 44 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I screamed and turned around quickly, my chest heaving.
There, in the corner of my room with his arm draped over his eyes modestly, was N.
"Touko?" My mother yelled worriedly from downstairs. Within seconds I could hear her hurried footsteps thumping up the stairs.
My heart was beating rapidly. My eyes flashed from my door to N quite a few times before I ran at him and grabbed the arm that was covering his eyes. I yanked him up and felt the familiar heat of embarrassment as he bumped against my chest.
"Be quiet!" I whispered to him as I shoved him into my closet. I slid closet door closed and made it to my bedroom door just as my mom was opening it.
My door swung open. "Touko, are you okay?" My mother said in a rush, her eyes wide. "I heard you scream!"
I laughed, concealing my nervousness. "I thought I saw a Rattata!"
Her hand flew to her chest, "You scared the hell out of me."
"I'm sorry." I said, my eyes apologe
InspirationInsiration flows like a tap.Inspiration9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sometimes in a rush, eager to go somewhere, to be fully formed
other times slow, deliberate, thoughtful, unsure.
My inspiration comes often at night
carving an uneven path through sleepy thoughts
half formed, half created by a lethargic brain.
My inspiration comes at her own pace
days and days of white paper and no ink.
Other days ink but no paper.
Heedless of my frustration.
Words and images that I have never experienced or touched
but they are real.
Sometimes with the sharpness of a teacher, I learn, always.
My inspiration is always in progress. I understand only part of
what I have created.
But I keep on learning.
And my inspiration keeps on flowing.
Sometimes in a rush and sometimes quietly.
I just have to listen.
Character Profile: ZeikCharacter Profile: Zeik4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Name: Ezekiel Harsgalt
Birthplace: Drachenburg Kingdom, Holy Roman Empire.
Birth Date: 12th March 1571
Age: Immortal (aging stopped upon reaching the age of 18)
Height: Varies from 6'2" (human form) to 100 meters (maximum size for dragon form)
Weight: Varies from 210 lbs. (human form) to 20,000 tons (maximum weight for dragon form)
Blood Type: Dragon Blood
Weapon Name: Starfang
Fighting Style: Self-taught
Father: Aldrammech (passed away)
Mother: Alicia (passed away)
What lies in his soul is Reconciliation.
On the eastern borders of the Holy Roman Empire lay the Kingdom of Drachenburg. As it's name suggested, it was symbolized by the Great Dragon. The kingdom was once rich and prosperous, it's rulers guided by a mysterious people known as the Ryugami. Descendants of the great Dragons that once roamed the lands, the Ryugami were few in number but were immune to the withering passage of time, could transfor
Chapter 9 - Rise of the Guardians 2Chapter 9 - Rise of the Guardians 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 9 - Rise of the Guardians 2
Pitch Black watched the immortal spirit fight Elvira.
He had to admit, Jack was pretty good at defense but he still had a lot to learn.
Pitch figured that if he could watch Jack and Elvira practice every day, he would learn how each of them fought, lean their skills and he would finally be free.
He could be free from Elvira's chains. His sister would no longer hold him in her grasp if he could just find a way to defeat her.
He watched as Jack flung himself at Elvira, trying to hit her with an icy staff but she saw it coming and deflected it.
Pitch knew that Elvira was stronger than him in every way but maybe, he could use Jack to his advantage. Yes, that was it! He would let Jack Frost learn from Elvira and all the while, Pitch would be turning him away from Elvira, Jamie, and the Guardians. And if Jack was loyal enough over time, they could eventually become partners.
Pitch hid the smile that was playing on his lips even though no one was paying att
Hopeless RomanticPlease don't let our love turn out,Hopeless Romantic3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like the tragedies of Romeo and Juliet.
What will I do without you,
you're the light in my darkness.
The moon won't shine without your light,
how could you possibly confess to me now?
I feel in love just like Cinderella,
I'll chase you to end,
wearing only my glass shoes.
I hope you will return your thoughts,
before the evil can come and leave both at fault.
But you haven't noticed my feeling towards you.
So I'll get the help of seven little friends,
and drink the potion of eternal sleep.
While waiting for the kiss,
to rescue me from my dreams.
The evil comes for me,
as if I was Snow White.
But I feel safe in the city of Troy,
I know you'll protect me,
like Paris defended Helena,
all your enemies will never cross the wall
Until my own fears will open the doors.
I'm sure Juliet was just just lying to herself,
She probably knew Romeo was coming for her.
She wanted Romeo to kill himself,
So she could join him,
And love each other forever.
I'm know Cinde
An Anatomy Lesson If I collected the lies I've been told I could make myself a skeleton. 206 hollow bones made of hollow words. The bigger lies are structural support, holding up the rest of me. 33 dishonest "I love yous" could be 33 intersecting vertebrae, composing my curving spine.An Anatomy Lesson4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I could gather shards of my 10 favorite broken promises to be my long, sharp finger nails. The 10 runner ups fit on the tips of my toes.
Spiderweb truths, theirs and mine, will weave my new skin. An average of 20 feet of sticky substance, easily torn and easily rewoven.
Words will circulate like blood through the 100,000 miles of my veins. Cynicism creates phagocytes, attacking all foreign bodies of hope.
2 hazel eyes are formed from memories. Green from springs come and gone. Brown from Autumns jus
Chunin Exams in Suna 18Chunin Exams in Suna 188 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The next day, Gaara made his way to Tausha's house, to make up for what happened yesterday. He didn't mean for that to happen. When Masaki came to him two days ago saying he saw his niece. He had no idea it was Danya. But, he knew that if she belonged to that clan. As he turned the corner to the house, he stopped and saw Danya standing in front of it...staring.
From where he was standing from, he could tell something was wrong with her, her stance was off balance. Why is she staring at the house with regret?
Danya came by Tausha's house early to talk to her. But when she was in front of the door, and ready to knock her fist froze, she stepped away from it before long and started to star at it for a long time. She had no idea how long she was standing there. But she needed to talk to someone, and sure she could have talked to Bryan or Ryan, but...she felt she needed to talk with another girl or something like that. After what happened yesterday, she had felt...really weak and pathet