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Hey Teen Artists !
Welcome to the group! If you're between the ages of 13-18 or if you feel like a teenager at heart then we want YOU! To be apart of the family, just click the Join button!
Our group supports all types of art, from literature to photography, traditional to pixels. We love it all!
We accept all submissions to our folders, with the exception of our Featured folder. We're very picky with those selections and we regularly maintain it.
Check out our featured folder to see what kind of standards we accept. teenartists.deviantart.com/gal…
Don't be discouraged in any way if we don't accept your work into that folder, simply resubmit it into the folder that corresponds to the type of art.
Hear what some of our members have to say:
"TeenArtists, It's not just about expressing yourself, It's showing who you are..." submitted by Saddened-Lines
"TeenArtists express yourself through art, not therapy" submitted by Reality-Or-Dream
''Teen Artists scare the living s**t out me'' submitted by Silhouettemonster
"Teen Artists--young, dangerous, beautiful."
submitted by robins-egg-crayon
Thank you all for your slogans! They were amazing!
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We'll like all the help we can get, so if you're interested, you can apply for a position of contributor! We're looking for friendly, creative and active contributors, so don't be shy.
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Draw, paint, write, sculpt, create and don't forget to submit !
When Two Are One(Eren Jeager x Magical!Reader)[AU]When Two Are One(Eren Jeager x Magical!Reader)[AU] by piercethechela
You sat in your empty house.
It was always like that, always Empty.
Your parents had passed away in a car crash 1 years ago. Leaving your 16 year old self in a large, Empty house.
Now your were 17 and nothing Changed. You sat in that Empty house, By your self.
You could always try to invite the people from school over. But you had no friends at your school.
Don't get me wrong, you were pretty popular at your school. But only because your parents were quite rich. And when they passed away, all that money was left to you.
You had no other family members so everything went to you. A lot of people tried to be your friend, just because of the damned money.
You lived In a big, Mansion like house by yourself. You always thought about moving, But you could never seem to leave the house. You wan't to leave, But at the same time you didn't.
Maybe it was because Your house was literally across the street of the slums. If you stood on your porch, You would see where the city's most poor lived. The
The Floor is LavaThe Floor is Lava by omnibusjeremius
The three chose their steps with almost no caution whatsoever. They didn't bother to first test the volcanic rocks tentatively before trusting them with their weight. One missed jump surely meant plunging deep into the fiery abyss below, a hellish brew of molten lava straight from the core of the earth. They didn't seem to mind.
A single slip-up did not mean a slow, painful death - it meant laughter and giddiness. A new round of jumping about the rocks and avoiding the lava followed. They were living the lightheartedness of childhood.
They made fantastic worlds for themselves, forming realities that made the day-by-day of childhood worth living. The living room, as such, was a volcano, where the couches were used to avoid the carpeted, not-so-threatening, molten lava floor. We've all played the game. Mom and dad's bed was a vessel of pirates lost at sea, and in the backyard was the castle of cardboard fit for a cardboard king and queen.
All day they would go about yelling and scr