A Fertile Mind's Failings
All writers and artists have trouble getting things started. i hope any furs get through any blocks they might be experiencing! this poem was written on 6/15/2016. written by me, fane star.
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Hello there and thank you for clicking on my commission advertisement. I hope you consider hiring me in the near future.I am a fiction writer who tries to please her watch list, and commissioner's. I will write anything within boundaries if paid to do...
Every Artist's Dream: Chapter One
The first chapter of every artist's dream. critique is appreciated. :3 the sun's rays woke avery up the next morning. he stretched and let out a big yawn, obviously still tired, but, unfortunately, needing to get up. "holy shit, i need coffee."
The Art Gallery | Drake's PoV
#1 of the heist twins welcome to my first intro of my beloved con artist sibling duo, the heist twins! this story focuses on the male half of the twins, a wolf-dragon hybrid named drake.
The Artist's Stroke
Oliver took his place first, hopping up on top of the platform and sprawling out like he knew how to model, stretching his svelte, fit body out as if basking in the attention of the invisible artists at their empty easels.
Help For Artist
Greetings everyone. I'm taking this chance on behalf of a friend to spread word around and to help a legend in the fandom. Terrie Smith is recovering from a heart condition. :iconterriesmith: https://gofund.me/fb806ec3d
An Artist's Passion
Dylan sighed and sat up, grasping his artistic equipment. "i apologize for coming to your spot." he said and turned away, knowing that he was most likely unwanted. "wait." dylan turned around to see the girl cross the shallow river.
The Artist
The artist by ff\_b it was one of those unseasonably warm days in early january when the butterfly flitted onto my shoulder. those sixty degree days must have caused it to emerge prematurely, i thought.
Artist wanted ^_^
Wouldn't be asking the world of said artist, just looking to share ideas & see a few come to life.
How Artists Collaborate
I'm not sure where I am when I wake up. Cool air brushes against my bare skin, and I notice that I've been stripped of my clothes. I look around in confusion. There are soft glows of blue and purple from lights around me, but the rest of the room is...
My Son Riley
It was hard to wake up, but eventually wake I did. Six months ago, I had registered my son Riley for kindergarten. We had both been so excited. He was supposed to have his first day today. Right away I had figured out the day and...
Artist's Model
It brings in some good money for the temple, and artists flock to the square to see their display.