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ThanexReader: No RegretsThanexReader: No Regrets by 13Youko
You paced back and forth in front of the computer, where Captain Bailey reviewed the file in front of him. You ran your fingers through your hair and glanced over at the door for what seemed like the hundredth time in the past few minutes. You were fine facing hundreds of enemies but this was the thing that was making you nervous. The rest of the crew would laugh at this.
"Would you stop pacing already? I can't concentrate on this with you doing that. Pacing like that isn't going to make him come out any faster."
You ignored the nudge and stopped in front of the desk. "Find anything?"
"Well ten years back a bunch of real bad people were killed, like someone was cleaning house. We never caught the guy." He looked over at the door.
You shrugged. "That was ten years ago, I'm sure that person doesn't still exist."
"I suppose you're right about that." He agreed. The sound of a door opening behind him caused you to whip around. The door that had been plaguing you finally opened, and a man wa
Love Knows No BoundariesLove knows no BoundariesLove Knows No Boundaries by InkStainedGhost
3 years, 3 agonizing long years. It was impossible to even consider. Three years without her, three years with out him.
Ever since he had saved her from the endless darkness, and returned her home, he never got to say goodbye before the well sealed off. And now, he was alone, waiting, hoping the well would reopen, he needed to see her again, just one more time.
For those three long years, Inuyasha spent most of his days hunting the stray demon with Miroku, helping him perform exorcisms and the such. Although he was reasonably busy, and did have friends, he had never felt more alone.
He longed for her, needed her, he loved her.
To share a long awaited, blissful kiss, only to be separated for an agonizing long period of time.
Every 3 days, Inuyasha would go the well, just to check, waiting to smell her scent, to see her face once more. To be with her once again
Back in the modern day, Kagome spent her days lost in the midst of her school work
UnbreakableUnbreakableUnbreakable by InkStainedGhost
There it was, the last one, the last piece of the puzzle needed. The witch soul.
Maka and Soul looked at the target ahead of them, the witch, the last soul they needed for Soul to become a fully fledged deathsythe. They knew this was going to be difficult but they knew they could handle it. After all, they did defeat a demon god, compared to that, this was nothing.
Both of them had complete and absolute trust in each other, and that was key.
“Are you ready for this?” Maka asked Soul, looking at him with a confident smile, yet slight concern in her eyes, Soul looked at her with the same amount of confidence
“Cool guys are always ready” he replied, he then looked out at the target along with Maka.
“Let's go!” Maka said, at that moment, both of them held onto each others arms, ready for Souls' transformation.
Within seconds, Soul transformed from a human into his scythe form, with Maka gripping onto him tightly. His scythe form consis
The End's Illusion, Prologue (Collab)The End's IllusionThe End's Illusion, Prologue (Collab) by InkStainedGhost
Prologue, A Memory of Anguish.
Hassan Higurashi, my dad. The most wonderful man in the world.
Born 15th September 1954.
I was too young to remember what happened the day he died, I was only a child with a curious mind living in a massive world with so much to explore. The thought of my dad leaving the planet - leaving me and my mum to fend for ourselves in this life - never occurred to me. Again, I was so very young, too small to understand what it meant to have someone close to you die in an accident.
I remember one time when I was five years old, I climbed up the steep steps of our house and crept closer to my mum’s bedroom where I heard the sound of pages turning. I left the stairs behind me, peering my little head around the door. My mum was comfortably perched on the end of her king sized bed, with her head down and looking through some sort of book that was bigger than her lap. As I entered her head jerked up in alarm, but as her eyes settl