San Diego deviantMEET at Analog Bar
Location: Analog Bar
801 5th Ave.
San Diego, CA 92101 When: Wednesday, July 23rd @ 10:00pm DeviantART is joining forces with Madefire to bring Comic-Con back to its roots. On Wednesday, July 23rd, deviants age 21+ are invited to take over the Analog Bar and party until the Red Sun comes up. Join us as we rock out with the artists and creators who make the entire industry possible!
DutyIt came along with the chiming of the old clock in the grand hall, welcoming the first hour of daybreak; the front door opened. Instinctively she felt the pillow next to her head; it was empty, but still warm. Panicking, she struggled to remove herself from the bed, rushing so much as to cause herself to become twisted in its sheets. Forcibly throwing them aside she darted to the frighteningly large door across the room. On the way out, but before rushing out the door of the room, she grasped the rose pink, lace dressing gown from its place on the settee. Every second, every raced heartbeat, they felt as if eternity was passing by while she ran through the manor in the direction of the front door. "Wait", she cried out frantically, but the door had just closed shut. As she could not stop herself, her body slammed into the thick wooden door with a loud echoing bang. The pain pulsed down to her fingertips; trembling she opened the door, light streaming onto her face, just in time to see Duty by IceFlea
Las Vegas deviantMEET at The Venetian
Location: The Venetian Resort Hotel Casino
Sands Expo Hall C
201 Sands Avenue
Las Vegas, NV 89109 When: Sunday, December 1st @ 5:30pm On Sunday, December 1st, deviants of all ages are invited to join us in taking over the Venetian for a deviantMEET and gaining special, free access to Preview Night of Autodesk CAVE Conference! Connect with deviantART staff, fellow deviants, and recreate your online connections offline with the help of deviantART and Autodesk. The deviantART crew will be waiting in the Sands Expo Hall C (at the Venetian) to meet and greet, hand out nametags, and then we'll head to the CAVE Conference floor to take over Preview Night in deviant style! Feel free to bring with you your favorite digital tablet, sketchbooks, notepads, and cameras.
The Sleepover One day, a kid named Dave Strider went to school. His mother (bro) told him not to. But he didn’t listen. And he went to school anyways. Nobody knew why, but he did. And there was no stopping him. He met a young, benevolent fellow named John Egbert and others no one gives a just abou them because they were cute-looking together. Dave Strider took the bus home that day, and John was on it. He almost screamed, but didn’t, because screaming isn’t cool. John decided to sit next to Dave because they became friends at school that day. Then, Dave offered to have John over for a slumber party. Later that night no one slept. Dave and John just chatted and chatted. Even later at midnight, something happened! The two of them froze, staring at each other. “What was that?” asked John quietly, making sure whatever the loud noise was couldn’t hear them. Dave only shook his head. The next thing they knew The Sleepover by tiffanie7
Alexa Jasmine RodriguezName: Alexa Jasmine Rodriguez Nickname(s)/Title(s): AJ, Rocker Girl, Skidz, Fire Sex: Female Age: 25 (DOB is January 9th) Species: Human Appearance: Alexa stands at a height of five feet and eight inches and has an athletic build, but her curves are in the right places on her body. She has dirty blond hair that hangs down to her lower back when she has it down; deep hazel eyes with a ring of gold around them from her mother's side of the family; naturally tanned, flawless skin from taking care of herself while she was younger; and weighs in at about 145 pounds. Her BWH is 38D-24-28 and doesn't care telling others because it makes it easier for her to get the appropriate clothes that she needs, which include her military uniform and training clothes. As for clothes, Alexa wears either slim straight jeans, skinny jeans, baggy cargo pants, or skirts from time to time when she feels like being a little more girly. She has a tattoo of a rose with a cross in the middle of it on her right sho Alexa Jasmine Rodriguez by HardyChick89
The Wonder KidIt's tough sometimes to be a dad, Especially when your kid is bad. You wonder why she did what she did And why she's not a wonder kid. A wonder kid is always good. A wonder kid does what she should. A wonder kid is never bad. A wonder kid makes daddies glad. She doesn't shout, she doesn't fight, She goes to bed on time each night. She makes her bed, she eats her peas, She always says, "yes, sir" and "please." She never whines and never mopes. She likes to bathe, and uses soap. She chews her food, she doesn't slurp, And when she's through she doesn't burp. She wears her mittens when it freezes. She's kind to pets and never teases. She cares for toys and likes to share them. Her clothes get cleaner as she wears them. "Did you ever hear of such a kid?" I asked my kid, who never did. And then, oh boy, was I surprised When my little girl apologized: "I'm sorry for the thing I did. I wish I were a wonder kid. I wish that I could make you glad. I love you so, my wonder Dad." I hemmed and hawe The Wonder Kid by HardyChick89
Hollywood deviantMEET at WeWork
7083 Hollywood Blvd.
Los Angeles, CA 90028 When: Wednesday, November 20th @ 7:00pm Whether you've attended previous deviantART events, or you want to make this your first, this deviantMEET promises to be an event unlike any before! Opening with an exclusive storytelling session, deviantART CEO and Co-Founder, Angelo Sotira ( ), will share behind-the-scenes stories about deviantART's inception and formative years. Then stick around for fun, traditional deviantMEET-type activities -- sketching with friends, chatting with staff, and maybe even walking away with a bit of swag. spyed
Bad Dream? ... Or Nightmare?I had the weirdest night last night. Like, I don't even know what my subconscious was doing, so, yeah. Be prepared for freaky weirdness. ... I was minding my own business on google, researching some exotic bird. Apparently it looks like that bird from UP. All of a sudden, there was this huge bang. Looking out the window, I see the bird that I was researching. Or, well, a baby one. I went outside, and it sort of walked up to me. I think it thought I was its mother or something like that. The oodlezoo (that's what it was called) started cuddling my ankles and sort of affectionately nipping them. It let me pick it up, and I named it Gangry. I don't know why. Ask my mind. So, Gangry and I went to work together. Apparently I had a job. My job was being the assistant to the head librarian of some big-ass, pompous university. So I'm doing my work, and Gangry is sort of roosting on a book about knitting. There was a screech and when I look Bad Dream? ... Or Nightmare? by ani-nystrom
Morning LightShadows and angels A decision I can't make. I look at my past, Picture my future, Every day's the same grey. I know what I want, And the process of getting it is tearing my apart, Yet not getting it would be so much worse. I wait for something to lead me, A soft light in the black. It's winter, And this hollow indecision only makes it colder. Do I just choose, and rush into something, Or wait; Seasons pass and set backs come freely, negligent of how much harder they make this. Shadows and angels are everywhere, I just have to pick and follow, And I'm waiting for that morning light. I feel invincible by not choosing, Keeping my options open should give me the best outcome: Yet in doing this, everyday is exactly the same. I have to choose, And if I make a wrong choice I have to just know that it isn't the end, I may hit the ground, But I'll get back up and keep trying, saying "I'm not done." Life is just a game, And I choose to win. Morning Light by theShadowGrove
Dead GirlYou did it. You did what most don't have the balls to do, And what I didn't expect you to do. You were like a sister to me, Honestly we were so similar it's like we were twins! And yet we were different by just one thing: I'm still here, And you're not. We didn't talk much, we wouldn't consider ourselves so similar if we did; Yet I don't know how I didn't see this coming, And I can't believe it took me this long to process it. I'm not so much sad as I am angry with myself: I could have helped you, I could have saved you. I don't know how I let you slip through like that. I know you would say there was nothing I could have done, that it was your choice and I have no right to intervene, and that you would have let me go if that's what I wanted. I feel like I failed you, and yet you would say it was never my job to help you. I feel like I should have protected you somehow, and yet you would say you didn't need protection. You were strong like I will never be, Part of me admires you for go Dead Girl by theShadowGrove
Los Angeles deviantMEET at Directors Guild
Location: Directors Guild of America
7920 Sunset Blvd.
Hollywood, CA 90046 When: Monday, June 3rd @ 7:30pm You are invited to join deviantART in watching Disney Nature's Wings of Life, directed by our very own , at the Directors Guild of America. Enjoy a Q&A with Louie immediately following the film, then grab a burger with deviantART staff and fellow deviants at The Counter! (The Counter is a short walk across the street from the Directors Guild.) louieschwartzberg To attend this event, you'll need to email your RSVP to Elaine.LaZelle@disney.com with the subject line "deviantART and Wings of Life". Please include your name and a guest's name (if you plan on bringing a guest), stating that you wish to attend the Wings of Life screening. Only one guest per person, please. There will be self-parking available in the Directors' Guild lot. There will be a security checkpoint, so please do not bring any items that you wouldn't bring to a regular movie theater. Since this is a movie screening, there's no need to bring anything but yourself and some money if you'd like to eat afterwards. If you plan on attending, please let us know below and be sure to email Elaine.LaZelle@disney.com with the subject line "deviantART and Wings of Life"!
wanderlust (ships and stars)the horizon is strung together from ships lit like lanterns swaying to the same night-rhythm as the stars backandforth, backandforth a lullaby, a cradle. there are little faces peeping out from behind the windowpanes sweaty palms on smudged glass, sneaking out long after bedtime, whispering sea shanties like prayers; they were born with "wanderlust" written in their hearts. they want the waves beneath their feet or the sky clutched in their palms; they want the world to open up for them, to split the horizon seam from seam as they move and dance and dream cross-continental, seas and skies apart, as they look for home, the one place they never find. but there is one who skirts the window whose restless fingers and twitching heart don't swell for saltwater and motion. there is one who cannot stay on the ground who instead spends his time climbing trees, scaling roofs, spraining ankles and fighting gravity, who spends his nights chasing the stars with wide eyes content not with lanterns t wanderlust (ships and stars) by straybutterflies
Reunion of the Lok Gang“This feels…weird…” Walking to the center of the ring, the Fire Ferrets—he originals—all took in a single breath at the same time, each smiling for their own personal memory that was prompted from the arena. Bolin smiled at the slight small of buns, remembering how he used to stuff his face and snickering as he watched Mako grow angry due to the fact that he had spent money on food that was gone within seconds. Mako smiled quietly at the feeling of winning, of the cheers and the desire to hear his name being yelled despite the fact that he had never shared this secret love to his brother or Korra. And finally, Korra smiled because she could remember it all. The cheers, the food, the competitors, it all came flooding in and suddenly standing here felt…right. After the constant attacks, they had finally retired the old girl, her seats covered with cobwebs and the constant creak of aging coming from different directions as though it was remindi Reunion of the Lok Gang by candylover75
Legend of Korra (Fandom Traveling)It was—what?—five in the morning when I scared him awake. He had scrambled back, a face of pure horror and concealed fear consuming his face. I rolled my eyes, snapping my fingers and going on my feet. I could tell clearly that the floating was bringing more unease to the situation. In a stammer, he asked who I was. I shook my head and put a hand up, “Even if I told you, you really wouldn’t get it. It’s this whole thing where it’s not my real name, but that’s how people know me, it’s got a 75 in it, and…blah blah blah.” I waved a hand, “It’s a complicated situation and I just…don’t have the time and patience to really get into it, do you understand?” he was rigid, unable to move. I sighed, flipping through my phone. He looked around, asking, “What is that?” “My Iphone…don’t ask, you won’t be alive to use one…hold on…” I downloaded a pictur Legend of Korra (Fandom Traveling) by candylover75
Seattle, WA deviantMEET at Pratt Fine Arts Center
Location: Pratt Fine Arts Center
1902 S Main St
Seattle, WA 98144 When: Saturday, March 23rd @ 1:00pm From 1:00 to 5:00 PM on Saturday, March 23rd, deviants of all ages are welcome to join us for a deviantMEET held at the Pratt Fine Arts Center in Seattle, WA. Bring your sketchbook to showcase your work with others, art supplies to collaborate with a friend, and/or a camera to capture memories! For those interested, an instructor from Pratt will also be present to guide a free workshop in screenprinting. Pratt has free Wi-Fi, so feel free to bring your laptop or tablet to show off your deviantART Profile Page and +Watch new friends. We’ll be creating art all day long, so get ready to be inspired! After the deviantMEET, we’ll head somewhere nearby to grab food for anyone who wants to continue the party. Please bring money for food, and we’ll eat within walking distance to Pratt. You won’t want to miss it! Join us!
Why?I wasn't ready to let go, You weren't ready to let go, I love you to death, But you love me more, I know I can trust you, I know you can trust me, I don't hate you, I hate what you did, I love you always and forever, And you still love me more, Why did it have to end like this? Why is it so bad? Why didn't you back me up? Why don't yo love me anymore? Why is it so hard to let you go? I don't get why you loved me to begin with, If you knew we would be torn apart, I want you to come back to me! Why? by maeghanwatson
Warriors - Beyond the Memories Chapter Four Silence fell over the area. Not a single rustle, mewl or subtle heartbeat could be heard. Yet Whitestar remained unaffected. Darkstorm turned her head frantically, searching for something in her brother’s eyes that said he knew what was going on, but he had a look of pure bewilderment on his face. Whitestar was just staring blankly, half smiling but maintaining his seriousness. Echostar was the first to speak, though she was entirely unproductive. “W-what?” She mumbled. She then shook her head briskly, shaking off any hesitation. “To what, dare I ask?” The ThunderClan cats stayed quiet, lowering themselves down to the ground in embarrassment, while the rest of the crowd started to mutter words of confusion, anger and fear. “You’re crazy, Whitegaze!” An anonymous ShadowClan warrior called out, refusing to respect his nine lives after what he’d just said. Warriors - Beyond the Memories Chapter Four by Eternal-Black-Wings
Warriors - Beyond the Memories - Chapter Two Darkstorm was dreaming of her brother when she was awoken by her apprentice, Pinepaw, as the day in the life of a mentor so often began. Her ears were slow to hear, but she was sure that Pinepaw was begging to go out on a hunting patrol. The dream was vivid, and Darkstorm felt more like she had just time traveled, rather than simply woken up. She stood from her nest silently, grinning at the young tom. “Next time maybe you could wait for my dream to end?” “Sorry!” He shrugged, still wearing a bright, wide smile as he always was. “Hey, can we get Oakpaw to go with us, too?” Darkstorm brushed past her apprentice, nodding. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” I should never separate siblings. These two don’t know just how blessed they are to be living in the same Clan, free from prejudice and able to greet their sibling without having to risk their pe Warriors - Beyond the Memories - Chapter Two by Eternal-Black-Wings