Before you can submit, you've got to know where your deviation belongs. Although the titles of the folder do allude to what should be put in them, I'm going to explain them a little to you, so as to (hopefully) avoid any confusion.
Featured - Anything placed here will be done so by staff members. Only works of deviants who submit to the correct folders normally will get to be shown here.
Going Digital - Anything done digitally (even if it started out with a traditional sketch/lineart) goes here.
The Traditional Way - Anything done with traditional media belongs in here.
Mix and Match - If your artwork was made with a mix of digital and traditional means, and you can't decide if it's more one or the other, put it here.
Cross the Lineart - Digital and traditional linearts belong here. Art that is simply done only in black&white do not.
Sketchy Sketches - Not to be confised with WIPs, these sketches are the start of all art.
Work On Progress - For any photos, art, stories, or other deviations which display an unfinished piece of work.
Do Some Doodles - Not to be confused with sketches, these silly doodles are near no-effort works that were done for no reason.
ToonTown and ComicCity - Any type of comics, cartoons, and manga pages belong here.
Character Profiles - For both drawn out and written out character profiles.
Pick a Fanfic - Any writing of any length or type that is a fanwork for a series, movie, book, band, etc. belongs here.
The Final Chapter - These are original stories that are divided into chapters.
A Short Read - These original short stories may have multiple installments, but are not chapter stories.
Poetic Justice - A place for all forms of poetry and/or songs.
Photogenic - Photography of anything and everything resides herein. Cosplays also go here, not in fanart.
Manipulate Those Photos - Photo manipulations go here, rather than in photography.
Graffiti Everywhere - A special folder for photos taken of artwork you did on unusual surfaces, such as walls, sidewalks, floors, ceilings, doors, or even cars.
Pixelate the World - Sprites, emoticons, icons, llamas, and all other pixel art should be here.
Based on You - When you take a pre-made base and turn it into art, put it here.
Stampede - Stamps of all sizes, shapes, and themes are welcome here.
Arts and Crafts - If you make jewellry, phone charms, plushies, hats, clothes, or anything else, display your wares here. Things like bookmarks and buttons can also go here, but only if it is a photo of the actual thing, not just the artwork for it.
Designer Art - Skins, brush packs, templates, tattoos, signs, logos, and anything else you design can be found here.
Flashy Animation - For animated art, dress-up games, dating games, and other flash games or art. Not for animated stamps, icons, emoticons, etc.
Deviant Art - Place your deviant IDs, deviantART browser add-ons, Fella or otherwise DA-related works here.
Remember the Meme - Meant for both blank and filled-out memes of all types.
What Did I Miss? - If no other folder covers your work, throw it in here. Feel free to also suggest I add a folder for whatever it is.
|More Journal Entries|
Quiet Be quiet. Be very, very quiet. They’re coming for us. That’s the instruction that keeps pounding through my head. Each pulse. Each breath. Quiet. Very, very quiet.Quiet by Yinyanged
The others are gone. Found long ago. I can only hope that they don’t rat me out. I remember Jake. He was a big mouthed moron. I hoped that his being stupid wouldn’t lead to me being found. I shudder. I would rather be dead than found.
I remember when they found my brother, Terence. He’s only six. Innocent. That’s too young. Too young to have the future yanked out from under him. I can remember hearing his screams. He put up a struggle-a good fight any kid would’ve been proud of. He’s gone. He’s gone, and I’m not sure when I’ll ever see his stupid, grinning face, so innocent. I’m not sure if I’ll ever see him again.
No. No, now isn’t the time to get sentimental. Concentrate.
The Forgiveness LettersDear Whomever This Concerns,The Forgiveness Letters by Yinyanged
If you're reading this, it's because I ask something of you I truly don't deserve: forgiveness. Forgiveness is only for the one who has wronged; a way to ease the mind. Still, I'd like to make a case.
First off, I'm sorry to the outsiders who chose me as a friend whom I did not take kindly to.Ever since I was young, I made friends with the misfits, though I did not always embrace this trait of myself. You got to the point of bitterness toward me. I am so sorry. No human has a right to make someone so bitter. I didn't realize you all felt as alone as I did- as I do still, sometimes. Forgive me.
To the ones I lost my temper to and lashed out at, I'm sorry. You usually deserved it, but I am sorry that it went to a greater extent than it needed to be.It was very dramatic, I must say, but may be cause for bitterness on the other end. Forgive me.
To my teachers, I'm sorry for disrupting class. There really wasn't an
A Random To Do List1. Take over the worldA Random To Do List by Yinyanged
2. No matter what the men in white suits tell you, your invisible pyromaniac friend with an m16 rifle IS real.
3. Take over world with Pedro, friend from above
4. Rule with a diamond fist because diamonds are harder and shinier than iron
5. Until you take over the world, hide all evidence of your plotting by eating it
6. Do not eat evidence if it is glass or nuclear material
7. Disregard the second part of the last number- NUCLEAR GIVES YOU WINGS! It's like redbull. Maybe it IS Redbull!
8. Capture vampire
9. If there is any truth to Twilight, you may string the vampire up and use it as a disco ball
10. Bring disco back just for the novelty of a vampire disco ball
11. Buy glitter glue
12. Realize that you should hate glitter glue because, since it's sparkly, it is clearly a Twilight vampire
13. Get super mad at the glitter glue manufacturer for giving you conflicting feelings that you decide to fight the first person you see
14. Challenge Chuck Norris to a battle,
The Admirer Of Commander Shepard Character BioName: Diana Elizabeth ThompsonThe Admirer Of Commander Shepard Character Bio by SinRedemption
Eye color: Grey
Hair color: Brown
Weight: 152 lbs
Morale: Renegade (a.k.a. badass with a golden heart)
Military rank: 1st Lieutenant
Powers: Nova, Biotic charge, Pull, Shockwave, Carnage, Cryo ammo
Weapons: M-76 Revenant, M-29 Incisor, Geth Plasma Shotgun, M-9 Tempest,
Armor: Armax Arsenal or Hahne-Kedar
Biography: Diana was born on February 8, 2164 and is the only child in her family. Her mother is a literature teacher in high school. Her father is a scientist. Her parents wanted her to choose to study a profession that doesn't have anything to do with guns but when Diana was 14 years old it was more than obvious that she will choose a military career.
Diana's parents weren't too happy about her choice because they are afraid of that they could lose their only child but after two years the
Hyperthymesia-Freedom (27)Under the canopy of the evergreen forest where light flitted through treetops and little creatures scuttled to and fro in the sweaty summer blaze, Piggeh and Berta ducked under branches and avoided hives in their trek towards their enemy. Everywhere, the man’s eyes darted around the surreal scene, taking in all the mosses and buzzing bees that had before been unknown to him. When was the last time he went out? He didn’t know. But he never went this far from Brennenburg, and never thought of doing so. By trusting his partner’s word in this new world, Piggeh could let his curiosity run freely. He felt like a child again.Hyperthymesia-Freedom (27) by HeavenLightYukiko
Every time they got tired from hiking, they stopped and talked about trivial things. The times when their stomach growled, they pulled fruit from the trees or picked berries from the fecund flora from every direction around them. When night came, they slept under the stars against the trunk of old apple trees. And these were the times they were silent.
The Disney Disaster: Chapter OneMusic blasted as she squared off with her opponent. She loved music while training. Sometimes, she would attack on the beat. Other times, against the beat. There was nothing better than letting the music pound out while she slammed swords with someone of skill.The Disney Disaster: Chapter One by Akela-Nakamura
And though she could say much that was unflattering about Nathaniel Barrow, she had to admit the boy could fight. His dark eyes were locked on hers--hers being a deep blue, like the deepest ocean--and a small smirk quirked the corner of his mouth. She spun, slapped his sword aside, and tried to knock him down. He reacted quickly, dodging her kick, and attacked as she fell past him. She blocked his sword out of instinct, balanced herself, and attacked again. She was well aware that they had acquired an audience, they usually did. Nathan was naturally skilled with the sword. Something about his past lives or something. She didn’t really know. Reincarnation and past lives made her head hurt. She just knew the boy knew one end
BV29 We Have a ProblemBV29 We Have a Problem by NeoPaladinOfLight
Carlos is on the floor, holding his jaw, shouting every obscenity he can think of in English and in Spanish. The more he yells, the more blood I see stained on his teeth, and he's yelling a lot. He stumbles and eventually manages to fumble his way back to his feet, upright.
Still cussing, still shouting. Then he stops. He takes a break to spit to the side. I think that's a tooth that bounces on the floor. Didn't need this place to have spots of red spattered about, but oh well.
Still cussing, still shouting, he steps right into my face.
He closes his eyes and inhales deeply. He sighs one last time and opens his eyes again asking with a much more quiet tone, “something wrong here?”
“Nah dude,” I nonchalantly respond. “Ain't nothin' wrong here.”
“Then could you please explain to me why I'm spittin' up teeth?”
“No reason in particular,” I answer. “Just me realizin' ho much of a punk you really are.”
“Oh, okay. S
BV28 Small WorldBV28 Small World by NeoPaladinOfLight
This place sucks. My room's barely got enough space for me to sleep. The bed's barely twin sized. It's not even a bed. It's a table with a sheet on it!
Now, I don't ask for much. When I go to bed, all I need is a comforter and maybe a pillow. I don't even mind if I'm sleepin' on the ground. As long as I got that pillow an' comforter, I'll be fine.
These rag-tail, oompah-loompahs gave me a table. A table and a sheet. Staak that man. Staak this. Staak them. Staak everything.
The rest of the room don't even got anything else. It's a walk in closet with no clothes. Only thing in it is me, the suit I'm wearin', my old suit, an' my sword. If I roll off the table, I'd be on the floor. If I roll over again, I'd be at the door. At most, there's enough room for four people, and they'd be touching shoulder to shoulder.
Y'know, I think this really is a closet. Them lames probably put me here cuz I'm new.
But you already know this song an' dance. I'mma complain about ev
The GhostWARNING: BLOOD OF OLYMPUS SPOILERS! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. (MAJOR SPOILERS CASUALLY THROWN ABOUT AS IF THEY WERE MINOR SPOILERS. THIS IS YOUR ONLY WARNING.)The Ghost by Akela-Nakamura
I MEAN IT. I DON'T WANT ANYONE TO SAY "I DIDN'T KNOW IT HAD SPOILERS!" OR GET ANGRY WITH ME BECAUSE OF THEM.
YOU. HAVE. BEEN. WARNED.
Piper was tired. It had been a long day. Her back was sore. Her arms felt like lead. She blew her hair out of her face. On anyone else it would have simply looked messy. But on her it looked deliberately mussed, adding chic to her simple outfit of a Camp Half-Blood shirt and well-worn jeans. She looked like a model, she couldn’t help it. But she did little to draw attention to herself. At the moment, she was sweaty and sleepy.
She’d forgotten it was Halloween.
She stepped into the Aphrodite cabin, which never failed to smell as if several models had thrown their various perfume bottles through the windows like smelly Molotov cocktails. Breathing shallowly, she frowned at the darkness beyo
Vision of LoveIt was a day like any other. Soon, people would be waking from their restful sleep, ready to continue with their mundane, little lives.Vision of Love by Caylee-Slansen
As I gaze out of my murky window, just like so many other days past, I can still feel her watching me. There's a comfort there, a chill, and perhaps even a little excitement. Her eyes always had a way of finding my deepest recesses. Even now, detached from their usual perch, they bore right through me.
Inner DemonI harbour a monster,Inner Demon by Caylee-Slansen
It lingers deep within.
It wants to escape me,
To tear free from my skin.
It gnaws at my insides,
And hopes that I'll give in.
It works hard to tempt me,
To lead me into sin.
It wants me to suffer
To feel its wretched sting.
But I stand true and strong,
I will not let it win.
The nights are the hardest,
In bed I pray and sing
To the Lord God above
To rid me of this thing.
But instead it remains,
My monster still within.
Mother Nature's RevengeThere is a limit to how long we can defy Mother Nature,Mother Nature's Revenge by Akela-Nakamura
One day, we will pay the price of such arrogance.
Mother Nature's revenge may just be the end.
Snow's GripWatch the world narrow,Snow's Grip by Akela-Nakamura
To a field of white,
Nothing to be seen,
But the snow's tight grip,
The color fades,
To shades of gray,
And the white, white glow,
Of a field of snow.
Suppressed The things,Suppressed by SinRedemption
Which suppress me,
Makes me question;
Everything I do.
Which suppress me,
Makes me feel;
Which suppress me,
Makes a war;
Which suppress me,
Are tearing me;
No idea how long,
Will this continue;
What to do now.
Only one thing
Is for sure,
Can't give up;
How hard it is;
But for how long,
Will I be;
Able to fight?
Until They Don't Need You AnymoreWe are readyUntil They Don't Need You Anymore by SinRedemption
To trust you,
To love you;
We are ready
To protect you;
To sacrifice our
All we ask;
Is to feed us,
To love us,
This can't be;
Too much to ask?
You feed us,
You love us,
We live happy;
When we grow up;
Some of you,
Don't care about us;
Some of you,
Thrown us out;
On the street.
Why did you do that?
What we did so bad;
That you're abandoning
On the street?
Where are we;
Supposed to go now?
What will happen;
To us now?