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Full body (sketch and colored)-15 points
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Drabbles: 6 points
Ficlets (a short story less than a thousand words or so)-10 points
Oneshots (regular, fluff and lemon)-12 points

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Humans
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Backgrounds (it really depends on the picture, I hand-draw everything, so it depends)

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Monsters if they are too difficult for me

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The fandoms I will do are:
Creepypasta
Horror genre
xReader stories
Video games
Books
Mythology
Comics

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My Little Pony
Twilight
Stories about OCs I have no idea about
A Nightmare on Elm Street


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Drawing:
-Headshots are $5
-Bust Shots are $7
-Waist Up is $9
-Full Body is $10
-Couples are $15

Everything is hand drawn, inked and colored.

Literature:
-Drabbles are $7
-Oneshots are $10

What I Will Do:
-xReader Stories
-Video Games
-Books
-Movies
-Anime/Manga
-Horror Genre/Serial Killers
-Cartoons
-Slenderverse
-Original Creepypasta
-Comics
-Sexual Offenderman
-Mythology

What I Will Not Do:
-Creepypasta Characters (Jeff the Killer, Eyeless Jack, Laughing Jack, etc)
-Slenderman, Splendorman and other Slenders
-Real People (Markiplier, Actors/Actresses, etc)
-A Nightmare on Elm Street
-Texas Chainsaw Massacre
-My Little Pony
-Twilight

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I was kidnapped.
I don't know how long I've been gone for; days, weeks...maybe even months. I could barely tell time anymore. My kidnappers called me their 'white angel', due to my skin being so deathly pale, it was almost like I was a walking corpse. They were nice to me, but not as nice as my own biological parents. When they got angry, they abused me. I had a scar on my temple from when my 'father' pistol-whipped me across the face when I had disobeyed him or my 'mother'. My mother was just the same. When she was angry, she locked me in the basement with no food, but a bucket of water so I wouldn't die from dehydration. The most I had been locked in the basement was for nearly a week and I was lucky I even survived that.
It was hell.
When my missing posters started appearing in the town we were in and the Amber Alert posted my picture, description and age, my kidnappers became worried. They had taken me out sometimes, just to get me out of the house. They had chopped my hair so I looked more like a boy than a girl of 16-years old. They told me that if I tried to run, or ask someone for help, they would kill my family. I was terrified for them, so I didn't try anything.
About a month ago, an older lady from the grocery store was having trouble getting something off the shelf, so I decided to help her and got it for her. She had gotten a good look at my face and called over her son, who was a police officer and he recognized my face as well. My kidnappers had forgotten about shopping and taken me away as the officer called for backup.
As soon as we arrived at the house, I was knocked out.
When I woke up, I was in the backseat of the van, my hands and feet bound with duct tape and my mouth covered with a piece of duct tape as well. I was cold too and even though the heater was on in the van, I was still freezing. My kidnappers had just arrived at a cozy looking cabin, way in the middle of the words of some godforsaken town in the middle of bum fuck nowhere. My kidnappers had taken their things into the cabin and then 'father' came out and got me out of the van, then took me into the cabin. It was already warm in the cabin, but I was freezing. My hands and feet were freed and the tape was ripped off my mouth, then 'mother' slapped me hard across the face. I could already feel my cheek becoming warm from the slap.
“You're a naughty girl.” Mother said, sneering down at me. “You couldn't just stay beside us like a good girl. No, you had to disobey us!”
I flinched as she raised her hand again, expecting another slap from her palm. Father stopped her before she could and I relaxed slightly, then did not expect the fist that clashed with my face and sent me to the floor. My vision blurred and my bottom lip had been split. It hurt to even get up.
“Fuckin' bitch. Now look where we are.” Father muttered angrily.
I had to get out of here. I had to get back to my family. I lifted my head slightly, seeing the fire poker near the fireplace as it warmed up the cabin. I glanced over at them slightly, noticing they had walked outside again to get the rest of their things. I quietly got up and snuck over to the fireplace, then grabbed the poker out of its holder and shuffled over to the wall, where I could hide behind the door and when they came in, I would make my move.
I heard them speaking as they got closer to the cabin and I took a deep breath, hearing their footsteps on the wooden floors as they came in. Father turned and saw me standing there and before he could speak, I swung the fire poker as hard as I could and slashed him right across both of his eyes. His scream of pain echoed in the small cabin and Mother knelt to his side, causing me to slam the fire poker across her back. She collapsed beside Father and I ran past them and out into the cold night.
Even though I was wearing a heavy coat and boots, I was still cold. But running was keeping my blood flowing. My breath came out in heavy pants as I ran through the snowy woods. I knew this was a horrible idea, but I had to get out of this place and find a police station or someone who could take me there.
All of a sudden, I heard what sounded like this earth-shattering screech come from out of nowhere and I gasped, whirling around and frantically looking around to see what that was, or what I could see in the darkness. It could've been an animal, but I didn't know an animal that made that kind of screech. I really didn't.
I saw flashlights, two of them. Shit, they were after me.
I turned back to the direction I was going in and continued running, even though my lungs were burning from the lack of air and my legs were aching from running through the thick snow. I was more focused on getting away from my kidnappers, than an animal in the woods at night.
It had started snowing by now and it was getting colder. The wind picked up slightly, but not much for it to be unbearable. Panting heavily, I stopped and leaned against a tree just to catch my breath. I jumped nearly a foot in the air when I heard a different sound this time; a distorted scream. What the hell were those sounds coming from?
I was tackled to the ground, a heavy body colliding into mine. A cry of pain escaped my lips as my arm was sliced on something sharp, most likely a rock. Father was on top of me, keeping me down in the snow as his hands came to my windpipe, wrapping around my tender neck and cutting off my air circulation. I immediately started pushing against his arms, his chest, his shoulders, anything that would serve to get him off me. He snarled and tightened his grip and I began gasping for air, coughing and choking and gagging as I tried to get air into my lungs. My vision started becoming blurry and tears began brimming in the corners of my eyes.
Through my blurry vision, I saw something lean over us, something dark, something bad....something evil. I could literally feel the evil that it reeked of and I wanted to scream and run. Father must've felt it too, because he looked over his shoulder and let out a scream of utter fear. He was suddenly taken right off me and air entered my lungs, causing me to enter a coughing fit. I coughed and coughed, hearing the screams that Father let out as whatever had attacked him, had him in its grasp. I heard the sickening sound of bones breaking, cracking and a squishing sound, then another crack and the screams stopped.
Everything was silent.
My breathing was the only thing I could hear and my breathing was quiet. Silence broke as the hunched figure turned its head towards me, letting out a low, guttural growl. My eyes widened in fear and I scooted back, panting. My hands shook; not from the cold, but from the utter fear I felt in my body. I had no idea what I was starring at. It was almost like I was staring at the Devil himself.
I heard Mother yelling and the creature stood up. I saw the flashlight that Mother was waving around and her scream of horror, then the scream of the animal and it ran towards Mother, then the flashlight dropped into the snow. Mother didn't scream for long. She gurgled and after that, she went silent and I heard flesh being ripped apart and the growls of the animal.
I wanted to know what was in these woods. What had killed my kidnappers. I shakily picked up Father's flashlight and struggled to keep my hand steady as I shined the flashlight around, trying to see the animal.
When the light finally landed on the creature, I felt like I had walked straight into a nightmare.
Hunched over Mother, was a creature on all fours, it's body humanoid, but emaciated beyond imagination, like it was starving and no matter what it ate, it's body stayed the same. It was naked, and it's skin was a grayish tint. It's hands were huge and it's nails were easily digging into the flesh of Mother, tearing away from her body without any effort. It had no hair.
I had no idea what I was staring at, except something that came from nightmares.
I was too frozen to even move.
The creature swallowed whatever it had in it's mouth and turned to me, a low growl coming from its chest. I saw the teeth that poked out from it's upper and bottom lip and I was terrified it was going to kill me next. The creature stood up on two legs and I could only think that the creature was seven, pushing eight feet tall. Easily towering over my smaller frame. I whimpered softly as it lurked towards me, eyes darting around. It got down on all fours again, letting out a screech as it got closer...closer, until I could smell it's rancid breath on my face. I couldn't move. I could only just sit there and watch as the creature sniffed me, growling lowly and hissing.
Without warning, the creature turned it's head to the left and screeched loudly, then jumped and grabbed Mother's mangled body, then quickly darted off deeper into the darkness of the woods.
Everything was silent yet again. I couldn't hear anything, except the sound of a nearby helicopter and the sound of voices.
A flashlight fell on me from above and I flinched, putting an arm over my eyes as I looked up. A helicopter was in the air, the light focused on me.
“Sir, we've found her.” a male voice spoke from the helicopter.
The next morning, my parents had been contacted and I was in the station with a thick blanket wrapped around my body. An officer was writing down in a notebook, looking worn out and tired. His skin was a bit dark and I could tell he was Native American, or least part or half.  “Miss, can you tell me exactly what happened to your kidnappers?”
“I.....I don't know....” I trembled, clutching the blanket. “It....it was.....it....it tore them apart...some...some animal.....it was a monster...”
The officer seemed to have sympathy in his eyes as I struggled not to go into a nervous breakdown. He sighed softly and put his pen down for a moment, rubbing at his eyes tiredly. “Miss....have you heard of the Wendigo?”
I glanced up at him, blinking back my confusion. “Wendigo...?”
“A Wendigo is an evil spirit associated with winter, starvation and cannibalism.” the officer replied. “It's a legend coming from the Native Americans. I know, that what you saw last night, was a Wendigo....and I'm surprised it did not do the same thing it did to your kidnappers.”
After my parents came to get me, I did go into a nervous breakdown. I completely broke down, happy to see them and terrified about the Wendigo I had encountered.
Even though I haven't seen a Wendigo since I returned home, I was still paranoid, especially during the winter time. I never went out during the winter time and I always made sure that whenever I was hungry, I ate. I even got up in the middle of the night when I was hungry and ate something just to settle the fear of cannibalism.
I swear. Sometimes when I look out my window during the winter time, I can see the shadow of  the Wendigo out there. Watching, waiting for the perfect opportunity to take over my body when there was no food except for human flesh.
I'm terrified.
I'm so terrified that I would turn into one. My parents are worried about me, not knowing about the constant fear I have. I never told them a Wendigo killed my kidnappers and instead said it was a hungry bear that tore them apart. I haven't told anyone else, except for people on a forum who have had their own encounters with Wendigos. They've told me they were surprised I lived through the encounter.
Honestly, I wish I hadn't.
If I hadn't lived, I wouldn't have to worry about the constant fear that rose in my body every single day.
But I know it's out there.
Waiting.
For me.
Harvest Season
Chapter 1 of Witching Hour, Tales of Horror and Dread.
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  • Listening to: Youtube
  • Reading: Nothing
  • Watching: Youtube
  • Playing: Nothing
  • Eating: Eh
  • Drinking: Powerade
So it's that time again. I lost my job last Thursday due to the company giving me a difficult time on how long I take bathroom breaks and other means of wasting time not wanting to do my job. I admitted that it was my fault and asked if they would give me a second chance, but they said “No, we already did” and they said I sighed paperwork, but whatever. Yes, I'm upset that I wasn't a good enough worker, but they've let hard working people go because their rules are so damn strict. Anyway, I got my last paycheck coming in on the 30th and I'll be given back my 60 dollars for the headset and badge. Now I just gotta find something else for now or at least something seasonal until tax season. It also doesn't help that I've recently found out about my health issues and that isn't good to stress over. 

Anywho, I'm still open for commissions if anybody wants any. The listings are below:

Drawing:
-Headshots are $5
-Bust Shots are $7
-Waist Up is $9
-Full Body is $10
-Couples are $15

Everything is hand drawn, inked and colored.

Literature:
-Drabbles are $7
-Oneshots are $10

What I Will Do:
-xReader Stories
-Video Games
-Books
-Movies
-Anime/Manga
-Horror Genre/Serial Killers
-Cartoons
-Slenderverse
-Original Creepypasta
-Comics
-Sexual Offenderman
-Mythology

What I Will Not Do:
-Creepypasta Characters (Jeff the Killer, Eyeless Jack, Laughing Jack, etc)
-Slenderman, Splendorman and other Slenders
-Real People (Markiplier, Actors/Actresses, etc)
-A Nightmare on Elm Street
-Texas Chainsaw Massacre
-My Little Pony
-Twilight

  • Listening to: Youtube
  • Reading: Nothing
  • Watching: Youtube
  • Playing: Nothing
  • Eating: Eh
  • Drinking: Sprite
So I recently had an Echo done on the 23rd of September to watch out for the same heart disease that my dad has. Well, I received the results on Thursday and it's clear that I have been diagnosed with the same thing he has, which is called IHSS, or Idiopathic Hypertrophic Subaortic Stenosis. It's a rare heart disease in which the heart muscle surrounding the heart progressively gets bigger over the years and is the cause for several problems including shortness of breath, chest pains, fainting and others. It's hereditary, so what I have to do to make sure it stays stable is change my diet a bit, take medication and make sure I don't do anything to overexert my body. I will most likely have to do take medication the rest of my life and there is a possibility I might have to have surgery in the future, but we'll cross that bridge when we get there.

Anywho, commissions are still open. I go through PayPal and if you want anything, just send me a message.
  • Listening to: Youtube
  • Reading: Nothing
  • Watching: Youtube
  • Playing: Nothing
  • Eating: Eh
  • Drinking: Powerade
So it's that time again. I lost my job last Thursday due to the company giving me a difficult time on how long I take bathroom breaks and other means of wasting time not wanting to do my job. I admitted that it was my fault and asked if they would give me a second chance, but they said “No, we already did” and they said I sighed paperwork, but whatever. Yes, I'm upset that I wasn't a good enough worker, but they've let hard working people go because their rules are so damn strict. Anyway, I got my last paycheck coming in on the 30th and I'll be given back my 60 dollars for the headset and badge. Now I just gotta find something else for now or at least something seasonal until tax season. It also doesn't help that I've recently found out about my health issues and that isn't good to stress over. 

Anywho, I'm still open for commissions if anybody wants any. The listings are below:

Drawing:
-Headshots are $5
-Bust Shots are $7
-Waist Up is $9
-Full Body is $10
-Couples are $15

Everything is hand drawn, inked and colored.

Literature:
-Drabbles are $7
-Oneshots are $10

What I Will Do:
-xReader Stories
-Video Games
-Books
-Movies
-Anime/Manga
-Horror Genre/Serial Killers
-Cartoons
-Slenderverse
-Original Creepypasta
-Comics
-Sexual Offenderman
-Mythology

What I Will Not Do:
-Creepypasta Characters (Jeff the Killer, Eyeless Jack, Laughing Jack, etc)
-Slenderman, Splendorman and other Slenders
-Real People (Markiplier, Actors/Actresses, etc)
-A Nightmare on Elm Street
-Texas Chainsaw Massacre
-My Little Pony
-Twilight

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Zaikia
Shell-sama
Artist | Hobbyist | Literature
United States
I'm a girl who dreams of becoming a famous author and working at a bookstore. Currently at 22-years old, I'm working on many books and fanfictions at the moment. I recently went through everything of mine and got rid of a bunch that I wasn't interested in. If you have anything to ask, you can send me a message:

Here on DA
Twitter: twitter.com/ZaikiaAngel
Tumblr: zaikiaangel.tumblr.com/
Skype: zaikia5
Instagram: zaikiaspirit
Fanfiction.net: www.fanfiction.net/~supernatur…
FictionPress.com: www.fictionpress.com/u/647471/…

Also I do not roleplay here on DA anymore, but I do roleplay on Skype and Tumblr. If you have an idea, just send me a message and we'll see what we can work out.

I'm also accepting money commissions. You can find the list in my donation box. If you'd like a commission, just send me a message! ^^

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:icontiakay:
TiaKay Featured By Owner Nov 25, 2016  Hobbyist
HI I would like permission to draw Shell please. 
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Zaikia Featured By Owner 6 days ago  Hobbyist Writer
You don't need my permission as long as you credit me for her creation.
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TiaKay Featured By Owner 5 days ago  Hobbyist
Okay^_^ 

ps your stories are awesome!!!
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SonicFan7812 Featured By Owner Aug 24, 2016  Student General Artist
Happy Birthday!
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Madremonte Featured By Owner Feb 20, 2016  Student General Artist
Thank you for the favourite I appreciate it. :)
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AlwaysFantastic-M Featured By Owner Oct 7, 2015  Hobbyist
Hope everythings' okay... message me when you get the chance. I'm getting worried.
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Derp-Of-The-Century Featured By Owner Aug 24, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Happy birthday!
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Zimandjess Featured By Owner Aug 24, 2015  Student Digital Artist
Happy Birthday!!! :iconletmehugyouplz: :iconrainbowcakeplz:
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CAMW1N Featured By Owner Aug 11, 2015
thanks for the fav :)
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KoosyLover99 Featured By Owner Jun 6, 2015  Student General Artist
Getting on tonight? Everything okay?
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