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The Rules of the Game

Hello traveler! Welcome to :iconthecritiquables:.

some simple rules:

:bulletblue: Submissions are accepted only in the "Submission" folder

:bulletblue: mature content is surely allowed, with a tag.

:bulletblue: If you submit art, you will need to comment/critique on works featured in "Unappreciated works"
and comment on the journal with the title of the work or link

:bulletblue: Each work submitted will get one critique/comment from the Admin

:bulletblue: If either party (writer/criticizer) is rude, I want you to contact the Admin and they'll deal with it.

:bulletblue: We are accepting Admins so if you are interested, Note NotenSMSK!

:bulletblue: all the regular dA rules apply

:bulletred: Here is the Link to the present unappreciated feature!…

Folder information:

:bulletyellow: GiD / DiD / Mature; Guy or Damsel in Distress. This means somebody is in peril.
I think "mature" speaks for itself really.
:bulletyellow: OC = original characters so for when YOU have created your characters
:bulletyellow: Fanfic: for fictions with character created by somebody else
:bulletyellow: The one Shot folders are for stories that only have the 1 part that you want to submit
:bulletyellow: Chapter stories folders are for when you have written/are writing a piece that consists out more then 1 piece.
:bulletyellow: Poetry is where all the poems and the like go.

:bulletyellow: Featured is the folder where a work we feel should be appreciated, goes

:bulletpurple:If you have any questions, suggestion or issues please don't hesitate to let us know :bulletpurple:
The new unappreciated feature is up. The works for the month of July are:


Queen of Crime Novel missed for 11 DaysThe mystery of Agatha Christie’s disappearance remained unsolved.
Agatha Christie was the most successful criminal author of all time. Her stories about Hercule Poirot and Miss Marple have thrilled millions of readers for more than fifty years and some of her ingenious cases confused even her shrewdest admirers. But with her death in January 1976 she left a real life secret behind that was so amazing as if she had thought it out herself.
In December 1927 – when she was already a celebrated criminal author – Agatha Christie disappeared for nearly two weeks. The headlines of the papers announced the most sensational theories to a breathless circle of readers. Suicide, abduction, murder. The police was looking for any clues why she had disappeared – but in vain.
Agatha Christie was born in September 1890 as daughter of a wealthy American who lived with his English wife in Torquay, Devon. The family lived in luxurious means and Agatha received only few regular class
The Curse (Dieu, aide-moi)
The day ended like a gently fading symphony,
Jean re-read the saving prophecies from the book.
Hopefully, it will soon be over with this terrible magic,
With this cruel full moon curse.
Dieu, aide-moi. Pater, videre lux tua.
Ich sehe Dein Licht, Vater hilf mir.
Torn from paradise, he, the kind man,
Had concealed the evil moon from Sophie,
Was cast into hell, labeled a tyrant.
Will love overcome the curse? –
As described in the book; he firmly believes in.
Dieu, aide-moi. Pater, videre lux tua.
Ich sehe Dein Licht, Vater hilf mir.
Sophie, his great love, enchantingly beautiful, virginal pure -
He had long been looking for her, always trusting in this book.
The marriage had to happen in the 13th full moon,
Only then this curse would disappear.
Dieu, aide-moi. Pater, videre lux tua.
Ich sehe Dein Licht, Vater hilf mir.
Midnight … the 12th full moon shines glaring through the clouds,
Creeping wind envelopes him, an owl hoots.
From his skin jumps again the gray, woolly fur,
The Great PerhapsPerhaps the stars are in the sky for the number of souls that I love.
Perhaps the sun shows that we should also radiate like her.
Perhaps the night hides all our dark sides.
Perhaps the laughter takes away the pain and gives hope.
Perhaps the sea does not know where to spread, knows no bottom.
Perhaps the waves hit the shore, at low tide and high tide.
Perhaps the cycle of the sun, over hill and vale.
Perhaps the bothering dream, day and night.
Perhaps a balance tilts to the left or right.
Perhaps an uncertain decision, whether yes or no.
Perhaps is the dance rhythm of possibilities
Perhaps sits as deep as the sea of time.


A Town Called Deep Hole
I live at 121 Crychild lane
in a small town called Deep Hole.
The roads there are lined with green canyons,
and my home sits under a tower
thirty stories high.
It’s the only tower for miles in any direction,
and it’s been abandoned for as long as I can remember.
The radios only pick up static,
and cable doesn’t reach this far out,
so for entertainment,
you can only watch the water outside.
The lake floods the basement once a day
so you have to practice swimming
to get into the garage.
The neighbors only know one language
and we don’t speak it,
so we don’t talk very much.
You can only reach this place
if you close your eyes
and walk a hundred miles in any direction,
And you can only leave with your eyes wide open.
I was asked to bring extra glasses to the next room, so I went to the supply room to get more glasses. Curiously enough, with the exception of the receptionist, I had yet to see any staff in the hotel. She was making the calls over the radio, and perhaps she was the one washing the cups. For all I knew, I was the only other employee in the building.
So I went to the next room. I opened the door and was rushed by the smell of the ocean. I didn’t see the ocean, rather I saw an old wooden shack with a solitary man in the fetal position. Above him was a ceiling bent down to the point that you might have to crawl to reach the other side of the room. Underneath the bowl were an elaborate series of cups, arranged to catch the various drips springing from the ceiling.
“Are we under the ocean?” I wondered allowed.
“Can you put those cups underneath some of the drips?”
“Don’t you want anyone to fix your ceiling?”
So I tiptoed
The Sand Castle Part 2
The man shuffled into town, and was eager not to be noticed. He continued to walk in a straight line, past each building, each wrecked by time and sand. Upon reaching the bar, he decided to answer, not only because the note said to walk ahead, but because it was the only building in town with any doors left.
The atmosphere inside was dead, only with people walking around. These people stretched from 20 to 80 years old, but none of them appeared to have lived at all.  None of them had absorbed information. They were walking mannequins, sporting the latest drab-ware.
The man sat at the second available seat, because the first was taken by a puddle of an unknown liquid. He signaled the barkeep, a brunette woman with an eyepatch. She looked at his shirt, then his face.
“You been playing in the dirt, kid?”
The man said nothing.
“You’re not from around here, are you?”
“You gonna order something?”
The Cyclops didn’t wait for an ans


Evil Minions Union - Episode 3: The New Recruit by bookloverblue E.M.U - Episode 3: Dastardly Developments by bookloverblue E.M.U Episode 3: The Last Reunion (Part 1, W.I.P) by bookloverblue


StripesStripes of black and white
Is it grey?
Turning into may
Alone they think up a jail
Which had too many stories about defence
They didn't make much sense
Stripes of yellow and blue
Is it green?
Water so clean
Fishes floating under the dirty drain
Who is on top of the food chain?
Probably not the gold fish
Stripes of yellow and red
Is it orange?
Not that many days
The sunflowers formed a sea
Where the honey bees
Drowned themselves in seeds
Stripes of blue and red
Is it violet?
Could it be violent?
Together they form a night sky
For it I had high hopes
More than for the most ropes
The House made of Flesh - Prologue
The house had been built about 10 years ago. It had three floors to it: basement, ground and the second. There was plenty of space around it, the whole desert in fact. The sky was often cloudy, but it rained almost never. There were empty signs on the yard, in front of the house. We had no neighbors, the town was at least one kilometer away from us.
I was walking around the building like I was bored to death or then just didn't know what to do, there wasn't much to do at all. It caused panic in me when I couldn't do anything.
The cellar door was locked and the person who owned this house before didn't know where the key was so I didn't know what was down there, probably nothing. Actually there was nothing anywhere, my father blamed it on me that I was too narrow minded but I didn't quite believe him. This home is boring, which was the truth.
The first floor had four rooms: kitchen, my parents' bedroom, toilet and bathroom and the enormous livingroom that smelled like old wood. It was a
Sleepy DaughterGood night
My daughter
Wouldn't you sleep
Awhile longer
While I'm here next to you
Won't you close your eyes?
Sleepy child
You silly girl
Sprinting over the rose bush
Without any worries
I thought you never needed to suffer
I'll stay here
Like you asked me to
I'll see you fall asleep
After the candle burns out
The door and windows
All covered in dust
I told you
That mom won't leave
Not this time
Until you'd close your eyes
So you kept on staring
Without a single tear
I sat next to your bed
Singing a lullaby
Keeping the monsters at bay
But you wouldn't close your eyes
Not anymore
I guess you weren't tired...
How many sheep
How many hours
Have passed?
How many clouds
Drifted above you?
How do you feel?
I landed a shaking hand
On your chest
Saying your name once
Then again
And again
And again...
Would you close your eyes
For me?
Or have I done something wrong?
Have I hurt you?
Have I caused you pain?
You were too tired
I realized it
I guess at some point

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LindaBostic Featured By Owner Jul 10, 2014  New member Hobbyist Writer
Oh, hey..thanx for the add.....
astrid-chan26 Featured By Owner Jun 5, 2014
sorry for the stupid question but... how do i do this:
"comment on the journal with the title of the work or link"
i already commented on a unnapreciated work malintra-shadowmoon.deviantart…
shehrozeameen Featured By Owner Jun 5, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
1) Go here:  Unappreciated Works Feature #17 (new format)hi everyone :wave:
I do sincerely apologize for the temporary closing of the submissions folder. :raincloud: Really, really sorry for the inconvenience.
The new feature for the month of June is up.
And this time with some restructuring as well as a new layout that might be easier for everyone to follow :dummy:
*people's response*
So, the works for the month of June are:



The LAFTAW Agents - Alternative Character Intros by bookloverblue The LAFTAW Agents - The Hunt is On by bookloverblue
Spelunking by Fundelstein Masquerade by Fundelstein There's Lots of Splendor in Serkonos by Fundelstein
UNFINISHED: Night by mjponso Consequence by mjponso [Amy] Burn, Baby, Burn: Ch. 1 by mjponso
Now, the rules for submission are as follows:
• One critique allows you to submit one deviations, two critiques allows you to submit three deviations and three critiques or more allows you to submit five de

2) on your critique, add about 100 more words. Describe what it meant for you, whether you feel that it can be improved. Things like any line which stood out and why, or whether there was some book or concept from the poem which you really liked as it evoked a nostalgia or something. And finally, on an ending note, what was the take home message you got from the poem.

3) Copy the link of your comment (click on the "comment" link on the header of the comment) and paste it onto the journal which has been linked.

4) Then you can submit.

And it isn't a stupid question. Its an FAQ we get often, don't worry about it. Follow these steps and you'll be fine.

By the way, Welcome to the group :)
NotenSMSK Featured By Owner Jun 10, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Oh - an addition - there is no need for it to be exactly 100 words or plus. Like it can be as little as 80 words but it is mainly required to be meaningful :) I hope you enjoy submitting! 
shehrozeameen Featured By Owner Jun 5, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
... yeah... this one.
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PaleAuthor Featured By Owner Jun 4, 2014  Student Writer
Why can't I contribute? What did I do wrong? 

Cry forever
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