|Anyone is free to join, but, there are a few rules!|
1. You must not insult any of the artists on the page.
2. You can send in a deviation that displays nudity, but it has to be artistic! We do not accept pornography.
3. If your deviation was not accepted, try a different folder!
4. If your deviation was not accepted, do not post rash comments. Simply contact me (Nik / crooked-clockwork) and ask for a reason.
5. If your deviation was not accepted, it's because it may seem like lazy drawing, writing, etc.
6. No mirror and/or phone camera photos! I will make an exception if it is FX makeup, sculptures, etc.
7. And, lastly, if there is a watermark over the photo that is huge, the piece will not be accepted.
This group is for artists who post dramatic and macabre deviations! Feel free to give us a watch, join, or submit some of your art!
Meet the Founder!
Hello there! I am the founder of Dreadfully Dramatic and my name is Nik. I am a photographer / writer / poet myself so you can find some of my deviations in this group here and there. Honestly, I do a lot of the submitting of deviations to the group and I approve all the submissions. The increased amount of fanart in this group is mostly my fault, so you can blame me for that.
Meet the Contributors!
Hello, I am Ilona, photographer from Ukraine Also I love to draw & soon I show something on deviantart You all know what Earth without ART its just 'eh" keep calm & try to make something cool
I am Jessica-Lorraine-Z, also known as ZombieQueen and Ziki. I create art in all mediums, however my main focus is on photography and photo-manipulation. I run two groups and help manage 8 others. I'm very active in the DeviantArt community and always respond to questions and comments. My main goal here is to express myself and enjoy the expressions of others.
Power PlantSilently I standPower Plant by Elendurwen
Under the fused sky
My metal body
My mind pure and sterilised
I, the enabler
I, the promise of new light
I, the provider
I, the world’s synthetic heart
Sparkling horns of steel
Burnt shadows in the ground
Through my intestines realized
I, the creator
I, the mechanical god
I, the destructor
I, the danger overcharged
Pray to me now
Your addiction to my blood
I, the lie assembled
I, death of the unrefined
cratershe sketches the outline of my corpse withcraters by StarlightComet
a broken piece of charcoal, as heavy and dark
as the ocean when you dive all the way
to the floor.
he draws my hands first, fingers bleeding
from where I tore off the nails with my
teeth-didn't really understand why
I hated those white crescent moons etched
he traces the slope of my neck like it's
an algebraic equation he'll never
comprehend; tells me he was never good
he ends without curves, carves me into
the ground, forgets to separate my body
from the dirt-
he's drowning the picture in his tears; says
now he understands why I hated those tiny
says he understands why I couldn't
keep letting the tide drag me out
Memories of WarMemories of War:
What is this long-lost memory inside?
Where oceans turn; what have we left behind
With star-burned wings out above the sky.
The sleeping sons are lovingly left to lie...
A thousand tears you've cried for all,
Now its time for you to fall!
Will you open up the door,
To the future we ignore?
Are you simply lying broken,
From the memory awoken;
Are you simply living lies,
Bitter taste with ropes you tie...
And the world will soon forget.
Fill my heart with this regret?
For the victims written in stone.
Unspoken sin you now atone...
Yeah I've seen this world where we livin' in pain,
Wrap my body round with chain.
Now we both know we be broken;
Give this man his smokin' token.
Held up guns with both his hands;
Not a boy he's cause he's a man.
Order comes by a suit and hand.
Will you flee or will you stand?
This is a memory of our war,
Of all the things that we can't ignore.
And staying blind to the cries of pain...
Will lonely ashes be what remai
skyScarred and lonely I walk the earth
My feet dragging behind like some sort of leaded weight
Blood pours form wounds I had yet to sow
Questions swirled through my head like the cloud above my head, misshapen and without direction
Who are you?
Why does it hurt?
Will I ever heal?
I search for these answers; for I know they must be somewhere
Perhaps hidden in between the smooth river rocks who watch the world in a glimmering haze
A bird might have just flown away with them
My truth…hidden in between her golden beak
Sometimes I wonder if it even matters
Knowing these things
And each day I am reminded by the smallest of things like a flower blooming in the sun
Or a family walking in the park
Their truth is their purpose
To live and grow, blossom and to watch over
A smile taints my raw lips
" maybe…my purpose is to just wander...and watch…as the world passes me by…" I whisper to whomever may listen to such a wretched girl's voice
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