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Hello, my name is Ashley



Canadian, writer, optimist
[For those who eat truth and ignore ignorance.]
- from Miistical


I have a bit of an affinity for the cosmos. And a huge thing for Doctor Who, Sherlock Holmes (BBC), and Marvel/Avengers/Iron Man/RDJ

"One may tolerate a world of demons for the sake of an angel."
"I am and always will be the optimist. The hoper of far-flung hopes and dreamer of improbable dreams."

Please feel free to say hello!





The 100 Theme Challenge: Poetry Edition

25 / 100





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Anyone interested in reading a new story I'm working on? 

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2 deviants said Thoughts? :la:
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1 deviant said It'll be the unedited version
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1 deviant said And I'll be a bit slow to update, coz this is gonna be the real deal for me
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No deviants said Sci-fi/adventure/slight romance

Something to listen to.













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Commissions.








Commish - Open by DemonGemini6 Art Trade - Open by DemonGemini6 Requests - Closed by DemonGemini6
simple divider by thesilvermistsimple divider by thesilvermist

See this journal for more details!

Head shots
Sketch: $3 CAD
Line art $5 CAD
Additional character: $3 per.

Waist up
Sketch: $8 CAD
Line art $12 CAD
Additional character: $4 per.

Full body
Sketch: $10 CAD
Line art $12 - 15 CAD [depends on level of detail]
Additional character: $8

Chibis
Sketch or line art: $5 CAD
Additional character: $3 per.





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My work.






I am first, and foremost, a writer:

neon vegasNeon Vegas,
your personal Hell.
Treading the street
With your buffed Converse
And broken hands,
Waiting to take hold
Of the next hooker
Or full house hand
[what's the difference?]
The desert suits you:
It offsets your scars,
Dusty as they are now
And blurs the only road
You've ever bothered to know.
You never did like cacti
Or tumbleweeds -
Always said they reminded you
Of your old man's bad habits.
Burnt red was the color
Of your car that year;
You had built it yourself
Fueled by pride and boredom
When you drove the strip.
It fascinated me that
Your car could hold the weight
Of your sins and hopes,
While you had sex in the back.
You never liked the outskirts,
Said they were full of voodoo
So when human husks were found
Your head just shook morosely
Like an elder shaman
Who knew far too much
About the ways of the netherworld
And why the youth always tripped
Over broken dolls and kin.
my hot chocolate on a cold morningRadiator burns across my thigh,
from sitting at the dusty window and waiting
to see your breath rising as you hurried
down the sidewalk, homeward bound.
Glass of wine, waiting on the coffee table,
a blanket to nestle into when you get naked and
the only sounds are your voice and the fridge
in the kitchen, a quiet humming.
The hiss of mail sliding under the door
across the hardwood, is left unattended;
all my attention is given to your lips and face,
your shoulders coffee pressed beneath my hands;
I missed you, sweet sunlight,
and all your cares and worries.

live and goleaving love behind
is just as good as
finding it all over again.
Do not fall in love with a writer.Do not fall in love with a writer.
   They can paint with colors that you have never heard of before, and create new worlds with one strong emotion. They have a heart that outstrips any fuel source, and is full of butterflies and frustration. They come alive in the early hours of morning, when the only noise they can perceive is the one coming from your sleeping form; they sleep when the sunlight isn't quite in the shape they need to work their magic. They can conjure up the most simplest of cliches, and leave you in a burning wake of words, singeing your arms and eyes with embers of passion and misnomers. They have moments of weakness, and brief seconds of strength, and the only thing they will keep to themselves is how many times they said, "You can do better than that". They've fallen in love with the impossible, and wept over the improbable. Their wishes comprise of fanatical love tales, and the harmonizing of fates that were almost lost to the dusty shelves of old book s

what it's like to live in your heartIt's cold outside, fleshed out in frost
the pinprick of ice such a stark contrast
to the warmth of inside, where I was yesterday --
if my memory serves well, and you always said it did,
that warmth was your arms wrapped around me
whenever we danced together, slow or fast;
that warmth was hot coffee on the couch
talking about nothing in particular,
while it steamed over our faces
and curled up around our shared smiles;
I called you my lion man, and I was your tabby cat,
but how I would roar your name,
and you would gift to me your courage
whenever we reached new heights and darkness.
I write the words that keep kaleidoscoping
'cross my lungs, never able to quite tell you
just how much of the world you mean to me
because there are no words, in any language,
that can form correctly to explain exactly
how exquisitely and intricately you have painted yourself
into my heart; no, more permanent than that.
What I have learned from you painfully,
I would not rather learn gracefully from another
we'll run, and love forevershe needs a whirlwind love
             catastrophic
timeless, and ageing
     where no is not possible
       and new life is always on the edge
of the universe;
      where the first words he said to her
           was --- r   u   n   !
                      she   n e e d s   him
  caught in between parallel worlds
        where the real is sometimes false
          and she always feels alive when
there is danger -
    she needs that life
         that  l  o  v  e  so eradicating
 like the blood that crosses her heart
       her hand in his when
               the sun is burning up
and all she can say is,


But, I enjoy traditional drawing as well:

Bat Girl: Pin-Up by Serendiipitii Amazonian - Dragon's Crown by Serendiipitii





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Friends & idols






Friends, idols, amazing deviants:

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Kindness and support.






the destiny of fate and timesoul to soul;
      red ribbon of fate
            why couldn't you have thrown her
  in the irish wind
           back then
     instead of so late --
heart to heart;
        silver string of time
              why wouldn't you bring them together
    when they called out
             looking for their soulmates
        and the one they could call 'mine' --
eye to eye;
        golden weave of destiny
                   why would you wait so long
              to have them now
       be loved by the other when
                they have known, for so long, with such clarity -

My very first Daily Deviation :heart:
An enormous thank you to somethingzenzen for the suggestion, and to IrrevocableFate for the feature. It's such an honor, and a dream come true, quite frankly.




naught but to dreamStars cluster at my window,
          Dancing mad;
They watch me lay back
          Eyes closed
Trying to sleep off the pain -
          Breathless, fruitless
I want naught but to dream
   Of your eyes once more.
      Morphine to my mind
             Crystallized over hours
     Watching wind swept clouds.
                Weary, windswept -
  Just let me lay back;
          I want naught but to dream
Of your eyes once more.

I revelled in that opening image of cosmic observers bearing witness to heartbreak. Such wonderful imagery really set this off for me in my mind with a clear visual and understanding. I interpreted this as a person who was rejected by someone they love or admire and in their anguish they simply want to sleep and think only of that person. Regardless of my perspective, this was a thoroughly enjoyable read. :clap:
NemoX7


Raspberry sunsetRaspberry sunset, pray tell me
Where you keep your ruby jewels
That paint my skies the way you do;
My love is fixated on your methods
The way you dash the stars
Just right in the night air
Raspberry sunset, pray tell me
How you soothe the summer time
When the scorched earth is barely alive
And its inhabitants are parched
Working for water, only to feel it
Seep right through their skin once more
Raspberry sunset, pray tell me
What your sorcery fires up
When it brings the evening sun
Coursing through the skyline
Pulsing and wanting, like nothing else
Raspberry sunset, pray tell me
Where I will find my love once more;
Under the peach trees of harvest
Rolling through the rivers, cold
Laughing through the apple's orchards
Strolling between the vineyards?
Raspberry sun, pray tell me
Will you be my everlasting light?

The whole time I was reading this I imagined this being in my AP Lit or Lang textbook and my teacher telling us to read it and to break it down, that's how legendary I feel this is. I truly did love this and I believe that was a brilliant piece of writing. Great great job on this, it was truly beautiful.
ToxicantDreamer





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Riemea Featured By Owner 1 day ago  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks a lot for the watch! :)
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Serendiipitii Featured By Owner 7 hours ago  Hobbyist Writer
It's my pleasure! :meow:
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vvh1827sf Featured By Owner 1 day ago  Hobbyist General Artist
 Thank you for adding my work to your collection!:Lotus: - NaNoEmo 
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Serendiipitii Featured By Owner 1 day ago  Hobbyist Writer
You're most welcome! :meow:
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oviedomedina Featured By Owner 2 days ago
Ashley, thank you, thank you very much for the mass-faving!
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Serendiipitii Featured By Owner 1 day ago  Hobbyist Writer
You're very welcome Diego! Finally got to your deviation stack, haha :la:
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shep4life Featured By Owner 2 days ago  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you Ashley for faving my poem Fading With Time! most kind!
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Serendiipitii Featured By Owner 2 days ago  Hobbyist Writer
My pleasure, as always :meow:
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shep4life Featured By Owner 1 day ago  Hobbyist Writer
Woo hoo!
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TanoshiiGirl Featured By Owner 3 days ago
Thanks for the watch! :hug:
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