.: Love or Lust :.Would you want to be lovers?.: Love or Lust :.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Or just a one night stand?
Would you want to be pregnant?
Or someone waiting at hand?
Would you want to sleep around?
Or sleep with someone true?
Would you want to catch diseases?
Or stay clean like summer blue?
Would you want something bad to happen?
Or someone who cares for you?
Would you want many people?
Or the person who speaks true?
Love or Lust
One should rely on trust
Same sex or Opposite
Whatever is your must
But, be aware
That one little stare
Is all it takes
For Love or Lust to Bake..
ASK THE ARTIST interview transcriptASK THE ARTIST interview transcript2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Interview with *chirart
Welcome to ASKtheARTIST. My name is ~thefluffyshrimp and today I have the great privilege to interview *chirart, a very talented comic artist and creator of many well-known works on deviantART, including Sfeer Theory and The Fox Sister.
Thank you for presenting us with this opportunity to interview you, Chirart.
My pleasure! Thank you for considering me!
~StrifeLaughter asks "About how much of your day is devoted to drawing?"
Quite a lot of it. I keep thinking the day is longer than 24 hours and sleep isn't THAT important, is it?
On average I'd say ten to fifteen hours is dedicated to drawing a day.
~Sentimentale asks "You mentioned Diana Wynne Jones as an inspiration. How has she affected
turn your back to the treesannie,turn your back to the trees5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i have no one else to
write to. i am ever-so-sorry
but bleeding words from between
God, i didn't even want to
til they broke.
annie, i just wanted to cry for her and the birch trees.
i felt so scared
and was i still
alive? i wish she
were wrong but she
couldn't be, she knew
but he didn't,
he didn't know
how to feel.
i just love him,
annie, i do.
i am sitting on a toadstool,
ludicrous i feel.
i catch fire to the woods
with the red
i am so afraid
all the time and i think
i have burnt my
house to a pool of
cinders and kindle-
i forget the water
is boiling next to a
cloth until the tea kettle
screams and the
beams lie by my ankles.
i am terrified with
every breath i take,
but i know in
the way my heart
is still beating,
i cannot bear to cry
for her anymore.
The Madigan Witch - Ch 1My name is Molly Madigan. I am 24, and I don’t believe in ghosts. I repeated the words like a mantra in my head. A warm August breeze swept through the two-inch gap in my car window, lifting a russet strand of hair, and sent it sliding across the bridge of my nose. Almost absently I tucked it back behind my ear, but stubborn, it immediately slipped out and fell across my cheek again.The Madigan Witch - Ch 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I could do this. I’d done it dozens of times. I glanced out the passenger side of my car towards the small suburban home that lay across a neatly-mowed lawn. It was a small one-story house. Two six-paned windows stared out across the lawn in my direction, trimmed in white and set against a deep gray background. Three short concrete steps lead the way to the brand-new screen door.
Sitting on those steps was a small boy. I grimaced. I hated working with children. With a resigned sigh, I turned away from the picture of the cozy gray house and slipped out the driver’s side door.
This piece of fleshThis is a rhyme about War.This piece of flesh5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Been asked so many times what it's good for.
Without war these realities would never be
And who can deny the charm of setting Death free?
This piece of flesh is not human,
bits lying scattered among the ashes
body torn apart by shrapnel
This piece of flesh is dead lucky. It doesn't
have to live to see the pain and misery.
Never breathed more life than a statistic, But
who'd admit to the West being so sadistic?
This piece of flesh tried to escape, but
wound up in a prison run on hate
It hasn't seen a smile in 4 years
just bruises stitched lips and dried tears.
This is a rhyme about War.
Been asked so many times what it's good for.
Without war these realities would never be
Practically we'd be taking
money from the mouths of the bourgeoisie
This piece of flesh follows orders
thinking all the while of his sons and daughters
But brainwashed, forgetting that
in the end
when the smoke's cleared
and the rain falls again
Even the enemy has a next of
Guide to Role PlayGuide to Role PlayGuide to Role Play4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Before we leap into the types of role play and the rules lets discuss what role play (RP) is exactly.
Role play: To play a role. To personify oneself as a separate entity. In short, collaborative story writing.
Role play is often more than just acting as someone else. It can be used as a stress reliever, to help develop original characters: possibilities with collaborative story writing are endless. However, like all games, rules come with them.
We are all Human
Lets face it, while most of us wish to be super man and godly in strength, we are not. This applies to your characters as well. Its no fun to role play with someone who *blocks actions or situations simply because their character is too good for that.
Block/Blocking: To deny a situation or action presented to you or your character. Avoiding the situation all together.
(Example) *The sky bellows and turns purple, with one last rumble the clouds release a waterfall of rain upon t
Bulgaria IsmetBulgaria Ismet11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bulgária Ismét (Bulgaria Again)
The raze and wreck of Turkish troops
rent what was our land.
Yet only flesh and bone
was taken from the Bulkan hand.
I was fallen on the stone
with mightier men than me;
all my brothers in my arms asleep.
They and I-
we would never wake again
not to see our brown eyed girls
or to sing our Runic tales.
Réalité (aprčs le Öldöklés):
I saw there many times now
the widows of windy souls
that clap on the shudders
and drift in the fountain pools.
The wolf is lapping
where Bulkan girls washed their hands
and spoke a jezyk far from ears.
It is silent in our ruins
from Turkic swords upon our necks.
But the bleating varjú weeps
onto a silken carcass.
She was Irene.
Pré-mort (mémoires d'elle):
She could wake blossoms
and milken perfumes that licked
her swan-neck and heavy lips.
They kissed with exactness
the perfection of her poise
that turned to quiet gazes
into the hills above
wakefor a longwake6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
is no one
Kagome/Oc - FanficKagome/Oc - Fanfic2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Title: Dancing With Dragons
Summary: He had been betrayed by his clan when she found him, near death, by the riverbed. Indebted to her for her unnatural kindness, he pledges himself to her as her undying servant, friend, protector, and maybe even lover. Kagome/OC
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Inuyasha franchise however I do own Ryunosuke and the plot of this fanfic.
Note: This story was inspired while watching the Inuyasha episodes 73 'Shiori's Family and Inuyasha's Feelings', 53 'Father's Old Enemy Ryukotsusei'. In these episodes, the plight of Shiori's father struck me in my oh so soft romantic heart and that caused my imagination to soar. The images of him were also very handsome in my opinion and when you bring these two elements together before my eyes my brain goes wild and starts imagining these crazy fanfics. However instead of a bat demon I imagined a dragon!
Fumiko sighed as the servant wiped her brow with a cool, damp cloth.
Conlanging: A How-ToAre you the sort of person who looks at Elvish script and realizes with excitement that those gorgeous squiggles actually mean something? When watching Avatar, did you find yourself trying to work out certain Na’vi words? Have you ever wished you could make up your own language, whether as something to share with your friends when you were young, or else a deeper element to flesh out your personal universe? If so, you’re damn weird. But you’re also lucky, because this article for the layman is going to make your linguistic dreams a reality.Conlanging: A How-To2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
We’re going to talk about language. More specifically, we’re going to talk about what happens when we take language apart into its little recognizable pieces, because it’s from these pieces of real, natural languages that we build our constructed languages, or conlangs. Essentially, you’re going to get a crash-cours
FeelingsAm I unique?Feelings10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Am I different?
I asked the question yet you don't hear
Surface ripples, grasp deeper into cool waters
Feel it there? Touch it now?
Beyond the cracked mask of my smile
Behind the crumbling front of battle worn walls
Can you see it? Can you sense it?
There! Undeniable depression,
The force of the waves pounding my heart
Taking a toll that will forever last
Come and share your pain – together make it whole again
Carry on young fledgling of the nest!
The sweep of wind shall lift your wings
Mine lay broken so here I shall stay
You will meet others along your path
Those just like me – you're never alone
But what of I? The one left in ruins?
Another empty face with eyes of dead glass
The spark diminished after the onslaught of tears
Never fear, never fear,
More withered flowers in a shell of bloom
Shall underlie your steps
Others like me,
We share the same fragile petals
We are the pillars that hold your temple
But, pray forgive us all! For when our foundations
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
DW's Guide on Art CommissionsDwwrider’s Guide on Art Commissions on deviantART (last revised September 2014)DW's Guide on Art Commissions7 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
This guide is based off of my personal experiences of commissioning artists on deviantART. I hope future art commissioners or artists who take commissions find this information useful. I'll try to update this guide once a year. Please look at the title to see when this was last revised.
DISCLAIMER: ***READ ME PLEASE***
All the information in this guide is a recommendation and results will vary. I wish the very best for the commissioner and the commissioned.
Table of Contents:
Phase 1: Determine the Subject/Topic of the Commission
Phase 2: Search for an Artist on deviantART and Other Websites
Phase 3: Learn about the Artist’s Commission Availability, Rules, Rates, etc
Phase 4: Screen Your Candidates
Phase 5: Communication with the Artist
Phase 6: Developing a Commission Write Up/Description with References
How To Write A StoryHOW TO WRITEHow To Write A Story6 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT
The following contains "bad language" for emphasis. I do not endorse the use of such language, yet I use it anyway because that's how I roll and it can add good emphasis to the points I bring up. If you don't like it, I pity you.
Becoming an Author
If you're looking for a step-by-step "How to Write the Next Bestseller", you're barking up an imaginary tree, so if I were you I'd desist from that before people stop and point at the delirious little chihuahua. Thing about writing is...
There's no secret.
(dun dun DUUUUN)
That's right. Those of you worrying about finding the Fountain of Perfect Authoring are chasing mirages in the desert of reality. There isn't really any Rosetta Stone of how to write a great story. Don't walk away in dejection just yet, however. There's no secret temple with the Pen of Shakespeare, but there a
My Really Long Webcomic GuideMy Really Long Webcomic Guide5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Jenny's Really Long Webcomic Guide
I have been getting quite a few emails and questions about starting up your own webcomic, so I decided to compile all the articles I'd written before into this one comprehensive guide.
This massive wall of text has several sections:
- How to start
- Getting the story started
- Readership & research
- The Internets!
These are my own guidelines, based on my own experiences, and these are my solutions to the problems and issues I have encountered along the way. This is not necessarily the one true way. There are probably many different solutions to any problem. And a bajillion books on this very subject too. But regardless of what I have to say, do what works for you!
So take your bathroom breaks now, because you'll be here for a bit! Sit tight and enjoy my blathering!
Part One: "How do you start a webcomic?" A Short Question... with a big, long, friggin' answer.
Okay, a l
What we areAnthro ArtistWhat we are7 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Anthro artists are anyone who draws anthropomorphic art. Anthro is defined as something that is essentially non-human (including inanimate objects) that has been given human characteristics, such as having an almost-human bone structure.
Furries are people who have an affinity toward the anthro style of art. Furries usually identify themselves with a fursona an anthro version of themselves. They are a fandom (like anime fans are otaku). There are many levels of the furry fandom: It extends from simply being an artist, to wearing fur-suits, and attending fur-cons. However, this is not limited to furries, it extends to scalies and avians - people who identify themselves with a winged or scaly anthro characters. It should also be noted that while the above is correct, Furry, Avian, and Scaly are just fandoms. A lot of people in the anthro community, while falling un
Coils - LacunaCobraCoils - LacunaCobra10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A wicked forked tongue
Whissssspering in your ear
POISON, with venom dripping from
All the words you long to hear
Ssssshh... it's a sssssecret
I'm a cold-blooded reptile
Wrapping coils all around you
Hisssssing with a sinister smile
Ssssstare into my eyes...
Choking for your breath
You can't escape the inevitable
frozen coils of death
interview with apofissinterview with apofiss2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Interview with *apofiss
Welcome to ASKtheARTIST. My name is thefluffyshrimp: and today I have the great privilege to interview , artist behind the ever popular Boggart series and other great works.
Hey all you folks there in AtAChat! Go ahead and start posting questions now.
asks "Apofiss, where does the inspiration for your art usually come from?"
it tends to come from daily inspirations where dA actually has a huge role in it. the artists I follow, animes and movies... it's like an outcome from it all. also, the music... it does help a lot to imagine certain atmosphere more intensively.
asks "What program do you use?"
I use photoshop and paint tool sai.; photoshop mainly for colour correction an such.
asks "How did your unique style of art evolve?"
I think it began back in 2008 when I painted the very first bubble no really, the painting called ''mutual thing'' ...it was like a certain start I think. I remember few years ago I got really inspired by cypherx (she's on dA) wo
1000 PainsEveryman holds 1000 pains,1000 Pains7 years ago in Open More Like This
And through rose-tinted lenses the world only seems pink,
All man's heart's drips bleeding worlds
Expressing what goes unsaid.
1000 pains are all that remains of love,
When stripped down and alone
How cold the counterpane
Against his touch. Alone.
Everyman creates an island, the bridges
Are broken every day.
Everyday things burn when turned in on themselves.
O what passive depression is formed
In the latest hours when I fear my own thoughts.
Why do my own hands feel foreign?
Who but man sinks from sweeping highs
To sinking lows,
When the lights go out.