First SoundsIt was dark, dark and warm like it had been for a long time. Something tightened around her causing a paw to last out in a little kick, again it happened moving her around. Suddenly it was bright and cold. Opening her little tan mouth she took in her first lungful of air and let out a mewl of complaint as the brightness and cold. Deaf and blink she started to squirm trying to move towards the mass of warmth near her little body. letting out another mewl she tried again her little body not having the strength to move herself yet.More Like This
Pressure, something was putting pressure on the back of her neck before she felt it pulling. Out of instinct she tucked her paws in and curled her little tail up towards her belly. The movement caused more chilled air to pass over her still wet fur, The pulling sensation lessened before vanishing as she felt herself set onto more soft nesting. Letting out a third indignant mewl she sniffed around noticing a new scent, warm and milky. Every par
Valentine's Day Art Exchange 2015The Valentine's Day Art Exchange is back! Break out the virtual glitter and cyber candy hearts, and create valentines for your fellow deviants to send to their special someones!More Like This
DIGITAL LOVE IS IN THE AIR
Break out the candy hearts and crafting paper, because the Valentine's Day Art Exchange is back! With Valentine's Day just around the corner, now's the time to create valentines for your fellow deviants to share with their special someones.
Take part and help spread the love!
Start now by creating a digital valentine to be submitted to the Valentine Exchange category. Then, from February 11th to 16th, deviations in the Valentine Exchange category can be sent as valentines to your friends and loved ones!
How It Works
Create Valentine-themed deviations and submit them to the
Believe in yourself! :)I’ve been receiving a lot of notes this week with the same message. People are thanking me because I gave them a llama/fav/watch. But those persons also say something which makes me feel bad. They tell me that they don’t deserve it because I am a ‘better’ artist. They are also afraid to upload something because they think nobody will like it.More Like This
A long time ago I was like that too. I was convinced that I couldn’t draw at all. I was afraid to upload my work on deviantART. But one day I said ‘whatever’ and I uploaded one of my artworks. A small amount of people actually started to like it! I also got a lot of negative feedback and really harsh comments. It made me sad to read comments like that. But I kept practising a lot, instead of giving up, and I learned something important from it: use negative feedback to become better and enjoy the positive feedback.
It’s true that some artists have more talent but it doesn’t mean y
Help Wanted and progressOkay so I am going to need some people to help me start a new roleplaying group. It is going to go underway with basic RPG ideals and also is going to be the main base ideal for the sub-group of SpellKnights.More Like This
Details will be explained later. Requirements: Writing skills, Able to come up with ideas, , Skype, Basics knowledge of Deviantart chatrooms and groups (and of course must be able to access them)
Wanted: Minor programming skills with php will be a nice touch but not needed (for bot), 5 people to sign up, maybe some minor art skills
Application form: Can always use some work! ^W^
World Map Outline-Done
Detail of countries/map- In progress :iconawesomeZero: (to be done)
Crafting system: [more details later]
Leveling system: TBD sort of started
Species: In-progress :iconawesomeZero:
Slot 1- :iconxXTerribleArtistXx:
Slot 2- available
Slot 3- a
Open HeartWhat would you say if I told you I cared. What would you say if I pulled on your hair. Your words I don't hear. Your thoughts you don't share. Why won't you tell me if you care. Your unreadable; an old faded book.More Like This
Sly and sneaky like a well taught crook. Your blue eyes so cold they shiver my spine. Why can't I tell if you want to be mine. A friend or a foe its hard to tell. When you speak its harsh like cold winter snow. If you love me oh please tell me so. Even as a friend I'll stand by your side, even until the day that we die.
Your name is of strife, and to god you contend. You are like that of a stick that just will not bend.
I care for you so, and I hope you feel the same. Please do not cover me in full blown shame. Your mind is a maze, and your love is a game.
Why won't you break down the walls that you built. To keep out the unworthy evil ilk. Our soul are connected, our minds intertwined. Yet yours is as guarded as young maidens heart. So many locks just to even reach