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!
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.
UntitledThere once were two wizards of the land of Midgard who roamed the lands, looking for adventure. Or well, so it was told. These two were an usual pair of wizards of the order of Magicka, looking for many many things to take with them, and new spells to learn. One was a rather large and mean wizard, vicious, bloodthirsty, and prone to attacking people on sight. The other was a less apt and slightly more considerate wizard. She was so considerate that she considered herself the former wizard’s handler, though really she did little to stop him whenever he did start attacking the poor souls they encountered. And so it began, with the pair passing through the farmlands. “Ah, Wizards?! Please help me!” cried a lonely farmwoman as she waved them down. The two stopped and turned, staring at the poor beggar. The female wizard put her arm out to stay her companion’s staff, which was raised in startlement at the human’s cries. The giant wizard looked down at his femal Untitled by Melody-Hikari
Star Chaser Story: Ch. 3 - Beginning of a JourneyThe exchange was between a rough, baritone rumbling voice and a young boy. "That pendant you have... it is a precious artifact. I am afraid that I cannot give you the details, its secrets are what you must learn about for yourself. Only then will you appreciate it. I warn: protect it, for there are men who will seek it for greedy ends. That was why We entrusted it to your father... and your mother." "W-wait! What do you--- nnggh..." "...You wished for an adventure, didn't you? ...Perhaps this is your chance." * * * ~ W-was that a dream? ~ * * * His lids opened, everything was a blur, briefly blinded by an intense ray of light. When his vision became clearer, the boy could see fresh green grass and the sight of daylight's blue sky. He found himself lying on the ground, turning over to push himself up. As he stood, the boy stared at his surroundings. The path was clear; tall, thin trees were spread through the forest, leaving a somewhat paved path light of crushed grass, likely si Star Chaser Story: Ch. 3 - Beginning of a Journey by Seizui
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
Len x Sick! ReaderYou groaned as you struggled to sit up. Sadly, that didn't work out to well. Your arms ached, and you fell back on your bed. 'I can't be sick!' You thought worriedly. You ran a head through your (long/medium/short) (h/c) hair, and sighed. "I promised Len I would help with the melodies for one of his new songs.." You sighed. "KIMI WA OUJO~ BOKU WA MESHITSUKAI~" Len's ringtone rang from your phone. Wait. Len's ringtone. Len's ringtone. LEN'S RINGTONE!! You grabbed your phone right before it went to voice mail, and held it up to your ear. "Hello?" It sounded like a dying frog in here. Wait. That was you. "(y/n)-chan?" Len's voice sounded worried on the other end. "Are you OK? You sound like a dying frog." "Gee, thanks." Your voice had a drip of sarcasm to it, and that made Len frown. "A-ah.. Gomen (y/n)-chan. I-I didn't mean to be rude..." His voice sounded sad, and it trailed off at the end, and that made you smile. "It's fine, Len-kun!" You smiled, wiping little beads of sweat off your Len x Sick! Reader by xXAirRiderx
Sweet Nothing, Chapter 1: Please Don't Go..The smell of hot chocolate wafted from the kitchen to the living room. Yanna was in the kitchen, stirring the hot chocolate; the Strokes blasted through her headphones, and she hummed softly to herself. Mello was in the living room, his hands over his face as he watched the news. "God-damnit Kira.." he mumbled to himself, clicking off the TV and settling back into the couch. He sniffed the air, his mouth watering slightly from the sweet, sweet smell of the hot chocolate. He got up and went into the kitchen, leaning against the wall once he saw his lover. Yanna was now listening to an Asking Alexandria song, bobbing her head ever so slightly. She took one earbud out of her ear, "Mello!~" She called his name, and instantly felt a pair of strong arms wrap around his waist. "I'm right here, love~" He whispered softly in her ear, kissing her cheek afterwards. He turned her around and placed a sweet kiss on her nose, and then stepped back and admired her. He was always in awe at how beautifu Sweet Nothing, Chapter 1: Please Don't Go.. by xXAirRiderx
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"!
here are my wordsi used to dream whole cityscapes and skylines, ocean cities and coves washed over with waves, terrifying, brilliant, unable to touch me. i used to be able to talk to trees, to speak in palms and eyes-closed silences and the sure roughness of bark under my fingernails. i used to be able to sing and believe that believing made me better, believe that joy sounds bright and crescendos. i used to be someone who tripped on her words, spilled out in sloppy sentences and sentiments, used to be someone who could 'sit at a typewriter and bleed' and in bleeding turn the hurt beautiful. i used to close my eyes and fall into feeling, trace the right words with my fingertips as i pulled them from the sky follow them up mountain trails, along desert highways skirting the edge of the stars, but now i close my eyes and i'm lost, worse than lost. i want to run ships and sundresses and laughter, harder than you can breathe i want to run crisp autumn breezes and open hillsides and red leaves that fall lik here are my words by straybutterflies
skylinesyou break me and you are thousands of miles away from me why? how can you have followed when i got on a plane put so many states and cities between us outran the past to forget the present to forget the future to forget you, and your deep almond eyes, i am so sick of you taking up space in my thoughts a song that plays quietly in the background of everything i do loudest when it's quietest and i am exhausted, small, lonely, afraid, seeping through the edges with sadness and writing run-on sentences that mean nothing but missing you, wondering if you are still the person i miss wondering if i still take up as much space in your heart as i once did, as you do in mine even thousands of miles away in the dark in the night where there are no stars, only skylines where there is no true silence, only a dull ache that throbs in time to subway screeches, where there is no us was never us will never be us. but that could be anywhere, everywhere. you follow me like a ghost, like a bad dream, the skylines by straybutterflies
let's end with the beginningsmell (in, out, breathe) she does. snuggles into his flannel, green and gray and soft with the smell of him, closes her eyes and lets herself fall -- smell. she does, and his arms are warm around her, strong and safe and sure, and maybe it shouldn't but something in her opens, gently. smell (in, out, breathe). there is a kind of permanence to this, to him. she doesn't know where they are going, doesn't know how or whether they'll ever get there, but there is a space for her in his arms and he loosens something tight and fearful in her. he is a chance she is taking, a space that will never again feel right empty. let's end with the beginning 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!
-C- Crow Bio“GET YER EGG SHELLS HERE!” From a young age, she was selling anything she could get her claws on. Egg shells, from what she understood was quite the wonderful treat for young hatchlings, or so she told them. Of course, they bought it up, stuffing their gobs with quite the crunchy calcium that the eggs gave them! But of course, she merely got their treasure and gems. A sly, almost devious merchant, Crow was able to sell and gain. Trades that were worth her intrest were gathered quickly, through the lies and manipulation. Items of lesser value were gathered faster, claws passing them off to the duller, more stupid of dragons. This allowed her to sell the more valuble items for even higher prices, triple.. quadruple! They were the ones that funded such a lifestyle! Beside her, always tucked within the pouches, was qwills and a large sketch book, filled with artwork. On her off time, she would travel around Sorinth, and had recently found herself within a village -C- Crow Bio by VenomousSniper
-C- ApolloThe splash of the beasts within the water made the young hatchling's eyes light up, his throat creating quite the chirps when they brought up the fresh fish and the delecious meats that they created for him. "Hey, little guy!" One of the beast clan members spoke, giving the finest of smiles, "How hungry are you today?" Another chirp, another whine. "Ahaha! We're going to have you talking soon enough!" The Maren queen glanced at her guards and nodded her head, watching as they brought the tundra some fresh foods, "Our gift to you, little one! So you do not harm us!" Harm? Why would he harm them? He was just a child! But he couldn't speak and merely began devouring the food. After he finished, he gave a swift and playful pin to the female Maren, listening to the guards gasp in fear. Their spears raised, the queen raised her hand and gently scratched under the baby's chin, listening to him giggle in delight, his tongue licking her in a very friendly manner. "Why, he is nothing but a -C- Apollo by VenomousSniper