20k kiriban Raffle Winners! December 2014As usual, here is the participants list:More Like This
And the prizes:
1 free commission, worth up to $10!
3 Free commission drawing, worth up to $5 each!
1 prize of 500!
100 Point Giveaway WINNER! :DIT IS TIME!More Like This
I don't know if its august first for you people, but here in Canada it is xD
so nows the time to pick a winner!
So I entered in all of the names into a random name picking app on my ipod as people commented.... I just counted... I kind of lost count because I kind of lost track xD but I know its something over 40! that is flipping amazing though! like holy sit on a stick bys! didn't think it would go that well! so much love!
im so proud! ill probably have another one in the future! but just a hint, I plan on perhaps having a contest!
July Raffe WinnersOk so here is the list for this month's raffle participants!!More Like This
And now, the winners!!
5.- :iconreshiramandsuicune: Won the first prize! 150 and a free drawing from :iconarkaeldarknnes:
6.- :iconclovis-thecutestcat: Won the second prize! 100
Holiday Card Project 2014More Like This
The deviantART #HolidayCardProject is back for its 8th year! With the goal of bringing a bit of holiday cheer to patients in the hospital during the holiday season, the Holiday Card Project connects artists from around the world, applying their tremendous artistic abilities to designing and creating uplifting holiday cards.
In 2013 alone, the Project received more than 5,000 cards sent in by more than 2,000 deviants from 60 different countries/political regions. Cards were then divvied up and distributed by deviantART members to local Los Angeles hospitals, with additional cards given to various hospitals in the U.S. and abroad for deviantART volunteers and hospital staff members to hand out to patients.
The idea behind the Holiday Card Project is simple: do something nice for others. However, if you're looking for even more incentive, every deviant who sends in a card will
Nevermore: A Sherlock Fanfiction Chapter-1Beep! Beep! Beep! Baker Street. Come at once if convenient. If inconvenient Come anyway. Could be dangerous. SHMore Like This
I pocketed my phone, grabbed my cup of coffee, and my coat, and then left the coffee shop, “Taxi! Taxi!” I yelled and waved my arm through the air.
After a few moments one stopped, “Where to?” the driver looked at me, “You look a little young, can you afford—“
I cut him off, “Yes, I’m 22, now Baker Street… Please” We drove away, and pulled up to apartment buildings, I paid the driver and then went up the steps to apartment 221B and knocked, “Sherlock? Hello?” I heard something crash to the floor, then a sort of tall man with long curly black hair, and beautiful blue green eyes opened the door.
“Ah… there you are Abigail, here, take this.”
He tried to hand me a full trash bag,“I told you before call me Abby,
Nevermore: A Sherlock Fanfiction Chapter 2Nevermore CaseMore Like This
I sat down beside him and no sooner did I that there was a knock at the door. I got up and opened, there stood John Watson, Sherlock’s flat mate, he had a large grocery bag in each arm and his keys in his teeth.
I took a bag, and then he took the keys from his mouth, “Thank you Abby” he smiled, that warm kind smile of his that just made you feel welcome.
We sat he bags on the counter, “So you two have a case?”
I flashed a smile, “Yes we do, there calling it the Nevermore case.”
He started putting the groceries away, “Why’s that?” I asked as I tried to put a pack of Jammy Dodgers in the top cabinet, but being 5’4 I couldn’t reach, I felt a hand on my shoulder, it was Sherlock he took the package from my hand and put it away. Sherlock went back in the living room, John put bread on the counter, “Well because all of the mur
Nevermore: A Sherlock Fanfiction Chapter 3 After gaining some information about the victim, we were back in Sherlock and John's flat. I sat the tin of biscuits on the table in between the three of us. "Mrs. Hudson had given me these earlier." I told them, then I turned to Sherlock "So You saw the victim, and got some information. Do you have a Suspect yet?"More Like This
He looked at me almost shocked. "You think I could have a suspect from that small about of information?"
I roll my eyes. "Yes, you have before, with less information then you have now"
He gave me an apologetic look, "No, I don't know yet."
I smile at him softly, "You'll get it. You always do." I pick up the file and begin to read, when the clock chimed, letting us know it was nearly 2 am. "Oh no," I groan, "I have to get home." I tell them.
John looked up at me from his laptop. "You can stay here for the night. None of the cabs are running this late."
"Thanks John but I can't, I have a
Nevermore: A Sherlock Fanfic Chapter 4 I am freezing and scared, and not quite sure where I am. My sight became less blurry and I looked around I was on a rocky beach, and tied to a pole of the pier, if Sherlock didn’t find me before morning… before high tide, I’d be dead, the icy cold water would be up to my neck, and I’d go into hypodermic shock and surely die soon after. I heard my phone ringing in the pocket of my dress, I stretched and wiggled trying to answer it, when there was a loud pop and a horrible pain in my shoulder, the rope being so tight plus my wiggling had caused my shoulder to be dislocated, I screamed out in pain and then heard someone laughing. They were standing on the pier and looking down at me, it was a man, he had black slicked back hair, dark brown eyes, and the most disturbing smile… Moriarty.More Like This
~~Watson owns that part ^^~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My phone went off in my pocket, and John had long since gone to bed. I pick up my phone. I
Nevermore: A Sherlock Fan fiction Chapter 5 I am in such pain, my legs were bleeding from many cuts. My arm had such an aching pain which was starting getting worse. The icy cold water was now to my knees and was still rising. Before too long I’ll be dead. As that thought enters my mind, I’ll be dead, I feel hot tears stream down my face.More Like This
I’ll never have hot tea on a cold winter morning again, I’ll ever see my mum and dad again, never see Sherlock or John, I’ll never have a laugh or cry during a good movie again, I’ll never read another book, it would all end. I’d be gone…forever. I began to talk to myself, I always found it calming when I had fear, the poem I had always loved, I had it memorized
“It was many and many a year ago… In a kingdom by the sea, that a maiden there lived whom you may know, by the name of Annabel Lee… And this maiden she lived with no other thought, than to love and be loved by me
Nevermore: A Sherlock Fanfiction chapter 6 After a few hours of asking the homeless network, I finally had a lead. I looked all around the empty streets in search of a cab. There were none to be found. It was early, too early for the cabs to be out.More Like This
I pulled out my mobile and called John. "John I think I know where she is." I give him an address and I hang up. I turn and run in the direction of the park where she is being held, In New Forest. As I take twists and turns, my mind goes crazy from anger. When I find you Moriarty, I will wring your skinny little neck.
I hear the honk of a car and I look in that direction. "Sherlock?"
"John" I look at him. "Get back in the car we need to get to Abigail. The tide is rising."
We jump back into the black car, I rattle the address of the park, telling John once more. As we speed down the road, my phone alerts me to a message. I think about ignoring it but I dismiss the thought. I pull my mobile from my pocket and I am greeted by anot
Nevermore: A Sherlock Fanfiction End (Chapter 7) I was dying, but I still, with everything believed, in Sherlock, I knew in my heart he would find me.More Like This
My heartbeat was slowing and my body was freezing, it was painful, but even then I still had hope. I was about to pass out, when I heard shouting, it was John,
“Sherlock, you can’t go into the water, you won’t be much good frozen, in the boat.” Just seconds later a boat was by my side, Sherlock cut the rope and pulled me onto the boat, he moved the raven black hair off of my face, with my pale bluish skin I looked dead,
“Abigail?” he place a warm palm on the side of my face.
My green eyes fluttered open, “I knew you would find me.” I said in a soft whisper.
He smiled a half smile as a single tear ran down his cheek, I raised my good arm and wiped it away, Then he pulled my closer careful not to mess with my shoulder, and kissed me, suddenly my pain me
Letting Go of YouLetting Go of You:More Like This
You abandoned me in the past
without so much as a proper goodbye
One day you simply chose to walk out the door
and you never did come back...
I was angry then, hurting badly
I wondered if I was in some way inadequate
I wondered if you left because I am so easy to despise
and eventually my sorrow turned to anger
I wanted to become great
to show you that you made the wrong choice
to take my strength and throw it in your face
just so you would regret it
But then I saw how happy you were...
In the time we've been apart
You've made a new life for yourself
You've found someone who loves and treasures you
and upon seeing that, my anger faded...
Your smile, that which I fell in love with
is more radiant now than the morning sun
a gentle blush upon your fair cheeks
takes my breath away, just as it did so long ago
Of course, I don't hold any hope for us to be friends
I don't think that it would be appropriate for me to come back
but perhaps one day, if