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
EvolutionEvolution by DraganTheMighty
is a silent process of changing
we realise from the result.
It Can't Be The Target.
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
The Boy And The Butterfly (Alt)Once upon,The Boy And The Butterfly (Alt) by DraganTheMighty
so back in time,
When creature, beast and bird and;
could all be shaped like human,
there was a little butterfly,
And as every buttefly
she would live for just one day;
and then die...
She met a boy,
the boy loved her,
He didn't know
and he asked her
"Is it true?
You'll die today?
So I was told,
So they say!"
He scared the little butterfly...
She found the owl, the wise owl,
To ask if true, to ask why
"You are just a butterfly,
It is true, by moon you die."
And it was true, so sad she'll die.
But gods were watching
from up, high,
A butterfly shouldn't cry
A butterfly should just live her life in joy,
A butterfly should just live her day in joy.
So the little was reborn,
As human now
would live and die,
A girl was born,
It was a present from the gods,
as I was told from teachers old.
She lived again,
life was joy,
One day again
met the boy
The boy felt,
He didn't speak,
in darkness cried
Loved her again,
Now was a girl,
What?What lingers there inside your mind?What? by Caylee-Slansen
What are the thoughts that you can't find?
What happens when the silence comes?
Just A Little DreamHer dreams were becoming more vivid each night. She didn't know how, but they were like gas escaping from an underwater fissure that had cracked open under pressure. It worried her.Just A Little Dream by MissMonie
Many of them started out docile enough as normal nocturnal endeavors. At some point when she had reached a deep sleep, they began to shift. The world would melt away to reveal a dome that she was trapped inside. With each ripple, it morphed and bulged. Things flickered on the walls. As she watched, she would see herself as a toddler offering her mother a toy in hopes she'd play with her. Her hair was stroked, she was kissed, and she was left alone.
Once her mother was gone, the tiny tot would waddle her way towards the staircase. Her plump legs kicked as she tried to climb, tugging at the carpet that had once been installed on the steps. Halfway through her trip, the chubby girl would have to pause to access if the climb was worth it. The bear hung limp at her side, black eyes judging or spurring her on.
Suburban DreamMatter absence, and the way in which the day's last sun-rays falls on telephone wires and power lines.Suburban Dream by ollegudbrand
Razor-sharp contours of low rooftops against the twilight sky, as if they were scenes carved in black paper.
And behind felled blinds, the murderous silhouette that crouches over the suburban dream which lies bloody and quivering on the bedroom floor.
Butterfly Princess (CinderElla)Butterfly Princess (CinderElla) by Everlasting90
Oh, Ella. Dear Cinderella
Sweet little caterpillar moving through life
Determined and patient soul, kind and sensitive girl
You keep on pushing through despite the predators around you.
Oh, Ella. Dear Cinderella.
Sweet little caterpillar you will be no more
A chrysalis of stardust, bright pink to lavender blue
will surround you until you are the butterfly you're destined to be.
A Princess you will be for one night. A Queen you will be forever.
Emotion StormSo many things;Emotion Storm by SinRedemption
On my mind,
Some of them,
Some of them,
Some of them,
Are killing me,
That I feel,
I will explode;
If it will go worse.
Some of you might say,
That I am a hothead;
That I explode every time;
When I feel sad and angry,
Believe me, when I say,
If I will explode;
Because of these things,
Then my hothead days,
Will be nothing comparing to,
What will happen;
If I will explode;
Because of this emotion storm.