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.
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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
Say That Again|2P!France X Chubby!ReaderSay That Again|2P!France X Chubby!Reader by YenBeilschmidt
Walking behind Francois, you silently entered the abandoned warehouse. Francois was supposed to collect his money a week ago and now he's mad to the fact that the man was trying to escape. One of Francois' members captured him and is now in the warehouse.
You started working for Francois Bonnefoy, who is a mafia boss, because you had recently quit your last job after how the staff called you 'fat', made funny of you and also pushing you around. One of your friends, Allen, told you to take the job as an assistant for a mafia boss which you refused. After failing to search for a job you agreed to become an assistant. The job wasn't hard as you expected it would. You only helped Francois with things and get a high amount of money each month. Sounds like a good deal. None of the members screwed with you and if they do, it's the end of their life.
Back to reality, Francois stopped in front of a man tied up on the chair. The man just smirk as Francois puts his cigar on his lips and lights it
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'
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
Nightly ReflectionIn my bedroom there's a mirror; it stands parallel to my bed.Nightly Reflection by Caylee-Slansen
Each night I glance upon it as I rest my weary head.
I cannot help but wonder, does my reflection do the same?
Or does it take the moment, to wander from the frame?
Love Is Like A Rose SometimesLove is sometimes like a roseLove Is Like A Rose Sometimes by tornado-n-14
beautiful and stunning
till you notice thorns
you keep pricking yourself
drawing the crimson
try as you might
you hurt yourself
you try to hold on but,
the tighter you grasp it,
the worse you hurt yourself
you need to let go
Everyday MagicGoing home for the holidays has always been something I’ve looked forward to. I’m twenty-six this year, finishing up grad school earlier than anyone expected and getting ready to choose a workplace. I’m almost a doctor of biology, and my parents couldn’t be more proud. My sister…well, Katrina tries to be proud, but I know she always wanted me to be an engineer, like her.Everyday Magic by blackdragon1313
Growing up, she was the biggest influence in my life. Our parents were great, don’t get me wrong. We were their whole world, and we knew it, but they didn’t spoil us except with their love. But there’s nothing like being born into a family with a companion already waiting for you. We started out the way sisters do: always together, inseparable, best friends. But when the rest of my friends with older sisters began to complain that they never had time for them, Treenie and I were still close. She’s two years older
I Miss Those MomentsI miss the moments,I Miss Those Moments by SinRedemption
Full of fun,
I miss the time,
Was so simple.
I wish I could have,
I wish I could go;
Back in time,
In which everything;
Was so simple...
Frost and FoundIt's a subzero weatherFrost and Found by Vellaroque
this is when ungloved hands search and scatter
find each other
intertwine with one another
It's the pretty little flakes that fell
this is when we come clean and tell
removing earmuffs since we can't hear so well
sweet nothings that are sweet as hell
It's the limit of thermoregulation
this is when we thaw frosted adorations
forgetting dates of our reconciliation
under dark skies debating constellations
NeedA Boy and a GirlNeed by DraganTheMighty
Forgotten by FairyTales
With No Past
With No Moon
With No Kiss
With No Kiss
With No Moon
With No Past
Forgotten by FairyTales
A Boy and a Girl