In DeathBatman found himself waking up inside what seemed to be an elevator. He took a bit of time picking himself off the floor and steadying himself on the railing. A calming blue light hanging overhead tinted the elevator’s sleek and yet simple interior.In Death by Shiore-Hikaru
“Where am I? And where is this thing going?” the detective questioned aloud.
He noted the lights on the elevator’s panel eventually settled on the fifteenth floor. The doors slid open. The knight cautiously walked out, he slowly traversed the hallway and found himself in a grandiose place. It seemed to be a bar lounge, but Bruce could honestly say with all his money and travel he had never seen something like this.
A magnificent crystal chandelier hung at the center of the room. Dark and modern colors were scattered and gave the English-style bar a calming but impressive vibe. To the side were huge aquarium tanks that reached the ceiling filled with jellyfish. Striking stained glass pieces that would be the envy of a
DarlingBruce was reaching for someone. In the darkness he was reaching for someone. He was holding onto someone’s hand. Grasping it for dear life! Darkness surrounded him and this person. Bats filled the night sky as this darkness threatened to suck them both. The night air was filled to the brim with piercing shrieks and the wingbeat of hundreds of frantic bats. They screamed as if demanding Bruce to let go of that hand and let the stranger be devoured whole. He was holding onto someone’s hand, as if his own life hanged in the balance along with the stranger.Darling by Shiore-Hikaru
Bruce could barely see as the desperate bats whipped and lashed at him. Everything around the two was fast and hectic, but as soon as the stranger opened his mouth, time seemed to slow down. Bruce could feel his heart beat wildly in his chest. A complete contrast of the pulse his hand was desperately holding onto. It was calm… slow… rhythmic. The steady beat almost managed to calm down the tremors inside Bruce, a
Almost Human - Chapter 20: Weaving TalesBatman sped off from the hideout and immediately headed toward Arkham Asylum. He really couldn’t let this opportunity pass him by. It was odd as he came up to the old asylum to have to park at a distance in order to hide the Batmobile, but then again it was odd he was even out during the day at all. But this had to be done as quickly as possible; he just hoped that the Joker was right about Dr. Leland being able to help him. He skulked past the security and orderlies on their morning rounds. Batman quickly made it into Dr. Leland’s office to find it empty. Great just what he needed right now. Just as he was about to leave the door was opened, to his relief it was Dr. Leland who walked in. She jumped in surprise, honestly startled to find the black clad detective.Almost Human - Chapter 20: Weaving Tales by Shiore-Hikaru
“Batman! Wha- but how…”
“I need access into some of Arkham’s files, it’s urgent we work quickly,” Batman interrupted, hopefully to derail the startled doctor so she could b
What can I say about myself? I'm a simple writer with varying interests and lots of dreams. On some personal info I'm a 22 year old Mexican woman that lives in good ole southern Cali. Also I am bisexual and over all nerd with many passions.|
I do fanfiction, poetry, and I dabble in drawing. My biggest projects right now include 2 stories Behind the Veil and Even in Death also I have many original short stories that hopefully one day I'll finish
Behind the Veil is a project I am currently working with my friend, co-creator, artist and editor
The link below is for the art blog I have for Behind the Veil on tumblr of all the fan art people have been kind enough to do for my story.
How long have you been on DeviantArt? - For about 7 years (man that long!)
What does your username mean? - Eh, it's the name of an old OC for when I used to write Naruto fanfiction in 8th grade. (lamely enough she was a vampire ninja... Don't judge!)
Describe yourself in three words. - Friendly, loyal and geeky
What was your first deviation? It was a poem called "My Fallen Angel" I wrote it in my high school days (I wrote a lot of poetry and yeah not all of it was happy but eh, what you gonna do right?)
What is your favourite type of art to create? - original stories, not many people like them or are interested in them compared to fanfiction I do but it's my fave to write.
If you could instantly master a different art style, what would it be? - drawing because I'm not that great.
What was your first favourite? - something Joker related I think it was a drawing of Jack Nicholson's Joker.
What type of art do you tend to favourite the most? - Mostly Batman stuff
How has a fellow deviant impacted your life? - Well aside from the two mentioned above (because they have done a lot) when I first started out and would post my poetry and stuff I've had complete strangers encouraging and helping me feel better and give advice and it was great because I never thought I would post personal stuff online and to have people you don't know just be kind and want to help or just be friendly is a wonderful feeling.
What are your preferred tools to create art? - (drawing) ink pen and colored pencils, (writing) pen and note book, because I type slow.
What is the most inspirational place for you to create art? Eh whenever or where ever I feel like it.
What is your favourite DeviantArt memory? Ummm, getting to know some people better because of this site (looking at you Anniina).