Deviantart Stories

Amy Blesse was one of NASA's best astronauts, until a fateful accident caused the young woman to crash into the surface of the sun. But she didn't die; she instead mutated into a piece of the giant star itself. After her transformation gave her superhuman size and powers, she is now hunted by her former crewmates. As the hunt goes on, Amy's powers begin to corrupt her mind, causing her to desire absolute control over the human race. Will she choose to become either the gentle giantess she initially wanted to be, or the terrifying monster she's seen as by the humans?

In the quiet village of Draphang, life moves at its own slow, peaceful pace. Suya, an energetic schoolgirl, spends her days running through familiar streets, laughing with friends, and finding comfort in the warmth of home. But on one fateful evening, the skies darken too soon, the winds shift with an unnatural force, and an eerie stillness creeps through the valley. A warning from a senior student. A desperate call from her father. A monstrous roar echoing through the silence. Something is coming. Something ancient. Something beyond human comprehension. And when it arrives, the fate of the world will be at stake. Because some legends are not just stories. Some awaken. And some... are destined to rise.

Unexpected things happen to Kirk and Spock on the enterprise, in shots. Hope you enjoy! Live long and Prosper. It can be read in either TOS or AOS, Own the plots not the characters.

Sequel cuz why not? XP All art by me! Enjoy!! ~DatKaijuFan24★

Im posting cool stuff that I find on Deviantart so I can share it with the people of Wattpad. This will range from A to Z. Maybe you (the reader) can help with a original cover for my book.

CRITICISM IS ALLOWED MY FRIENDS IM ALWAYS LOOKING TO IMPROVE! WARNING:this book may contain fan service and may not be suitable for children under the age of 13

Dib sneaks into Zim's secret base, only to discover something that will shake up his understanding of the alien. Invader Zim belongs to Spongebob Corp.

Mint(Vanilla) is one of my new OC animatronics. She's 14 yrs old and people call her Nilla as a nickname. She plays instruments, remixes songs and sings. Bonnie finds her in the basement, and since she's an experiment, she can't talk or walk. She tries to get her memories back, but it doesn't go as planned when Vincent and the others find out about her. Her real name is Mint, the girl that was killed, was Vanilla, but they don't know that yet. So they call her Vanilla. (I don't own Fnaf, Character Crossover, any music in this or any pictures) I only own Vanilla and Mint.

A collection of many of my drawings, please don't use anything without my credit!

This AU of Undertale follows Frisk after Flowey has taken over the Underground. She fell down the hole of the underground trying to look for her best friend Michael who went missing. When she arrived to the underground, they told her that her friend is gone and a monster is coming after her. Please don't mind if I have some grammar issues. It's one of my fatal flaws.

The art shown here is on my DeviantArt as well (maybe). Requests are open!

Shout out to Deviantart https://www.deviantart.com/

Detective Thompson first name Katherine has just hit the biggest case of her life.Being a supernatural, she can easily find things out and easily stop things that are happening.But with her enemy, DarkStripe, approaching, the time for fight or flight is here, with her vampire assistant, she will work hard as ever to stop her nemesis from taking yet more children.

I NEVER GREW UP I'M CAILLOU! Based on "Caillou the Grownup" by AOK, hilarity ensues as Caillou meets some very fishy internet personalities - to buy his traced art.

A Hetalia Fanfiction! America decides to Google himself and his brother, Canada, when he stumbles upon Fan Fiction. Will the two make it out alive?! And what does France think he's doing...?

Aww Yeah! I Miss 2018/2019!

You must've heard how Aurora had awoken from her cursed sleep through the kiss of true love, how Jack had cut the beanstalk and owned the riches he'd always wished for, how Hansel and Gretel had pushed the witch into the blazing fires of her own oven and escaped her clutches. The stories and myths and legends were passed on from one's lips to another's, heard from the South and traveled North, carried on by hundreds of generations. Tongues had twisted the tales, however, and what would have been gruesome and atrocious were transformed into stories where love begets love and good conquers evil: stories fit for bedtime, for children. But now, I am going to tell you one of the many tales distorted by time. A story about the famed Cinderella-how she lost everything she had and was left in shattered pieces, how she rose up form her own wreckage, and how she had come to realize the bitter truths of the universe. All because of a glass slipper . . . . . . that didn't fit.