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
Child!Romano x Child!Reader-New Found Friendship?Child!Romano x Child!Reader-New Found Friendship? by tornado-n-14
Warning : Not even sure what to call this,there is a few cuss words,but other than that since the reader in this is happy and bubbly i will call it slight fluff.
You and Romano have been friends ever since you were little, you were eight and he was eleventh when you both first met. It was on a playground that you met where you found him over by a tree, sitting under it while everyone else played. You haven’t seen him before; he had a very peculiar piece of hair sticking out on the side of his head as well so he stood out. Deciding to go talk to him you skipped over, your pigtails bouncing.
“Hi-yah!” You yelled with a broad smile on your face.
Making a screech the boy shot up giving you a deathly glared to make you inch back a bit.
“Stupid-o! don’t s-start scaring people!”
Cowering back a bit more you stuttered. “Sorry…I…Y-you look lonely and b
Norway x Reader One-ShotWARNING: THIS INVOLVES CANCER AND DISCUSSES DEATH. IT MAY TRIGGER PAINFUL MEMORIES FOR SOME OF YOU. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. OTHER THAN THAT, ENJOY!Norway x Reader One-Shot by Pantherfrost2002
Oh no. No no no no no. This could not be happening.
You had forgotten your mom's birthday again! However, this time it was much more important than any other birthday she'd had before. Why, you might ask?
It was because she... Well, she had cancer...
And she wasn't supposed to live much longer...
Crap! What am I going to do? you mentally cursed, distress coursing through your veins. Hmm... Maybe I could bake a cake? Yes, yes! Mom loves cake! That'd be perfect! But... I'm not that good at baking... Well, whatever! I'll figure something out!
And with that, you rushed into your kitchen and began to scrape up some cake supplies.
Let's see... I've got eggs, frosting... Oh crap.
BV32 You See Their Uniforms?BV32 You See Their Uniforms? by NeoPaladinOfLight
I make my way down the hall. Manage to get to an open area hanger type area
There're more of those armored soldiers on board. Tearin' stuff up. The pirates are doin' what they can, though. Definitely not goin' down without a fight.
The soldiers are comin in from the ceilings now. Like some sorta swat force. They slide down on cables or ropes. What's the word I'm lookin' for? Falling? No, it's like a controlled descent. They're uh—ooh, I know this—rappelling! Yeah, that's it. They're rappelling down from the ceiling, controlling their descent with one arm and carrying their heavy duty firearm in the other. They're shootin' us like crazy. Everyone's a target in their eyes. Don't matter who, how, or why. Plasma bullets, bolts, electrical pulses, they dang near got a gun or rifle for it all.
The pirates wield their weapons wildly. There's no form or order, especially compared to the soldiers. They shoot up at whatever's shooting at them.
I see a dude spiked crab lookin'
BV31 Planet RaidBV31 Planet Raid by NeoPaladinOfLight
Mera's here for some reason. She hardly gives me any time to get settled in.
Before she says anything, I start off, “Again? Look, I done told you. Nobody knows.”
She asked me to keep her secret. I done already forgot what that secret was. I really don't care. There're way more important things on my mind.
“I understand. I trust you,” she responds all hesitant like. “It's just,” she takes a pause, checks to see if the door closed behind her—darn this lady for bein' in my room right now—then continues. “I've never had anyone to talk to about this.”
“Okay?” I respond.
She clears her throat. “I know you don't understand,” Her voice softens, “but could you at least listen? I just need—I could really use—a wall right now.”
A wall? A wall? Don't you got four of those in your room? I bet it's a lot more space there, too. C'mon now. Why does she need this now? W
BV30 One Man, One VoteBV30 One Man, One Vote by NeoPaladinOfLight
What should our next move be? The captain, and two aliens just threw this dilemma out there for the whole crew to weigh in on. Now we gotta decide to either go planet side for our next raid or stay out in the black.
“You've heard both sides of the argument. It's a lot to take in, so take some time to discuss it amongst yourselves,” the captain announces to the audience. “We'll vote on it in thirty.”
The crowd wastes no time. They get right to discussing. I see them break off into groups. Some groups are made up of friends, acquaintances, the buddy types. Some groups are more or less four or five people gathering around a loud, outspoken type person, trying to hear his case. There's debate. There's discussion. I think I see the captain jump in the mix, too.
Me and Mera are sorta standing in the midst of everything off to ourselves. She hasn't said a word about the issue, yet. I look to her to try and get a read off her, but there's nothing. I don't know what she'
PersuasionHe said not to read too muchPersuasion by Vellaroque
for words are only words
and promises are simply
carefully plucked roses, left to wither and die
I used to narrow my eyes
reciting bittersweet lines even hours after
forgetting that my happiness
is apparently the ignition of another's
"Not like it matters now" is all I said
uprooting trees of ancient heart riddles
then bury hesitant seeds of closure
only for it to blossom into, yet another rose tinted hurt.
Time Changes It’s been three years since Melissa death. Isis was sitting at the end of the pier with a half empty beer bottle in her left hand. She was looking into the moon that was setting into the ocean. The ocean breeze hits her hair as all she could think about is what could have been. If she would have just come home earlier she would have been alive and things would have been better. Melissa wouldn’t have died and things would have been better. She keeps thinking this as she takes another drink of her beer. She then looks down to see her “friend” climb up the pier like a monkey does up a tree.Time Changes by homeboy8221
Isis: What the hell are you doing?
Charge: I’m a spider monkey
Isis sighed as she was annoyed has he climbs up the pier.
Charge: So why so glum chum?
Isis: Do you know what day it is?
Charge: I hope it is pizza day at the shack.
Charge: Comic book day?
Isis: Hell no.
Charge: Then what?
Isis: It’s been ten years since my sister died.
DevourOh I'm well aware of my own limitations,Devour by WordOfChen
Unlike you, I do not quite have the talent.
I cannot warp the minds of the young and malleable,
I cannot make them believe I am greater than I am.
I am simply, not like you...
But if I were to eat you, I wonder.
Would I too experience such glory?
If I were to devour your flesh,
And drink your soul as if it were a fine wine.
Would I too become great?
Let us find out you and I;
And I'll thank you in advance, for the lovely meal!