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If you want to submit literature on DeviantArt, you have two choices: (1) Submitting it directly on the dA website as text (2) Submitting as a .pdf (I tried submitting with a Word doc and it didn't work like it should). After these two tutorials, I've also created a tutorial how to use Sta.sh Storage feature to edit a work. You can find the link for it in the description (or just go to the next tutorial) *Side Note for any deviant who's been here for years: DA's latest update prevents veteran deviants (long-time usesrs) from submitting text like we used to a few years ago; however, you can edit older deviations' text the old way by clickin

                                                                       Secrets By: TheWinglessOtaku Why should I be afraid of you anyway when I loved you at first?. Does that even make sense at all? Maybe. Maybe now. ‘’Aren’t you afraid of me? Huh?!’’ There he goes again, asking the same question every time he’s inches away from him to hold him and strangle him. But Izaya always never answers. His words are suck on his throat, choking him as he wanted to say those 3 words that he had never said to anyone, let alone the so called monster in Ikebukuro. But maybe he can do it? Maybe he can finally swallo

After a long journey, (Name) had finally reached Lavender Town; a place rumored to be haunted by the ghosts of dead Pokemon. Of course, she didn't really believe it. Making a quick trip to the Pokemon Center, she then went to visit the Pokemon Tower, to pay her respects, of course, when she saw her rival, Gary, kneeling in front of a grave, tears rolling down his face. He was one step ahead, as usual. "Gary?" (Name) asked nervously. Gary's head jerked up and he glared at you with such force, you flinched. "What is it?" he asked harshly. "What do you want, loser? I'm not in the mood for a battle." The words stung and you took a step back.

Beginning A/N: Please, read end notes for more info. For now, enjoy the return of UP. Little warning: my writing style is different from the past and it might feel like a huge slap on the face. I apologize for that. And I apologize for any errors I might have missed. Unfortunately, if I don't post this now, I will never post it. . ------------------ . There were a lot of things that Netto could deal with without even breaking a sweat. He could deal with his friends trying to drag him somewhere to have fun during the most inappropriate times. He could deal with Rockman trying to cheer him up when he obviously wanted nothing but stay alone w

Chapter 7 Lost: What was going on next-door was Richie and Fiona weren’t speaking to each other. Richie sat apart from her on the floor against the wall while Fiona sat on her bed. Finally, Fiona broke the awkward silence by saying, “you don’t have to be afraid to talk to me.” “And why shouldn’t I be!? I’m not the criminal, you are. And you should know by now that I don’t have good conversations with your kind.” “My kind? Richie, you’re saying that as if we never dated.” “The girl I dated was a sweet and caring person. She wasn’t evil! And just to let you know, I don&

"I summon this! It attacks your monster directly!" The 13-year old boy said, he commanded his monster to attack his opponent's monster. The boy name's Yuuma Tsukumo, he is a duelist climbing up the ladder to become a great duelist. He loves the game Duel Monsters and there were many duelists to be found in Heartland to challenge. "Eh?!" Yuuma shouted in surprise when his monster's attack didn't work but also defeated his own. That was when he noticed his opponent had set a trap card to prevent Yuuma from attacking their monster. He groaned in frustration, he wasn't going to back down. He loved dueling, every bit and pieces of it…except

    - Gaaah!!     You screamed as you fell off your D-Wheel in the middle of the street. The D-Wheel crashed just a few feet away from you.     You weren't really hurt - at least nothing felt broken - and, luckily, the street was empty. Although, the shock of your first fall didn't let you move, let alone stand up.     - Hey! Miss! Are you alright?! - a male voice called.     A touch on your shoulder brought you back to your senses.     You managed to raise your head and take a look around. Seeing that you were on the g

Good? Morning By Sanzaki Kojika Disclaimer: I do not in anyway (unfortunately) own Star Ocean 3 O.o Hinted Fayt x Albel The night was heavy and dark, and the snow seemed to cling to the air. It must have been somewhere around midnight. The town of Airglyph was nestled deep in sleep. Fayt entered his room, exhausted. He, Sophia, and Nel had spent a good part of the day training in Traum Mountains. Every muscle in his body ached, but he was satisfied. He was getting stronger. He collapsed into a bed. He didn't really care if it wasn't him; he hadn't bothered to check. If worse came to worse, he might wake up to find Cliff by his side. He'd

        "Let's see here, who's next?" Jiraiya scanned through the room and stopped at you. "Hey, it's your turn to play.” He smiled wide at you and waves you over to him. “I really hope you get someone good.” He laughed perversely. Now in the center of the room, you prepared to draw your item. Before you even have a chance, you saw Lee running towards you. He barely stopped before the two of you collided. “Be careful Lee, you almost hit me.” “I am sorry, but I got here late, and did not have time to give Jiraiya my item. If I put it in there now everyone will see it. So, you will just have to pick me now.

         Happy marched back and forth on the bar counter, waiting for everyone to assemble. “Okay everyone, prepare yourselves. This game is my idea, so I want it to be totally fun for everyone.” He stopped his march and leaned up against a large ice bucket that now held all the items. “Since this is way too heavy for me to move, I've assigned everyone a number. Number one, come on up!” You looked down at your little slip of paper, you were number one. “Well, it looks like I get to go first.” A little nervous about being the first player, you quickly walked up to Happy and handed him the small piece of pap

This is an Alternate Ending. Please visit the original oneshot so you can understand what's going on. Link is in the description. Days Without Human Contact: 175 You're lying in a cave. The ceiling isn't interesting but you're staring at it anyway, lost in thought. You're not angry anymore. Not sad, not happy. You're just...nothing. Have been for God knows how long. It's not any easier. It's not fair. It's not right. Why? Why did you have to lose him again? You're clutching at straws thinking about how it was even possible, but why does it matter? It doesn't. You can't cry anymore. You eat and drink, as often as you can, but you don't