Just a few rules here....
There is no limit to how many pictures you may suggest/submit. And just because something of your work is not accepted, please do not stop submitting! i can't say yes to everything, though i do try to.
Please be nice to other members. If you don't like their work, look at someone else's.
Please submit to the proper folder. If your submission has many different people, submit it to the folder for the main character of the picture.
When submitting to the "Original Characters" folder: All original characters are welcome, but please do not sexualize them or make them too explicit.
NO MATURE CONTENT! If your work is mature because of blood/gore or violence, I might accept it, but if it's for ANYTHING ELSE then please DO NOT submit.
Characters in your pictures MUST BE CLOTHED. Shirts off might occasionally be accepted, but nothing beyond that. Please.
fan fiction is accepted in this group, so long and there are no homosexual themes or anything of the sort in it.
NOTE: The Gallery is divided up for each character. I realize I left many characters out. If you wish to submit a photo of a character that does not have his own folder, please submit it to MISC. If a certain character in MISC has ten or more photos, that character will then be moved to it's own folder.
Connor's Creed part 4 I love the forest on the homestead. The sun trickling through the leaves on the trees, leaving dancing patterns of shadow and light on the ground. The wind swaying in the branches, the deer who are rarely aware of my presence. It's a place of peace, a place of tranquility.Connor's Creed part 4 by Phsbarbie
At least, it is most days. Today the air is full of the sounds of my betrothed's cursing.
"Son of a whore!" she explodes as the knife misses even the edge of the target by 6 inches.
I chuckle, the sound of it surprising myself. I can't help it really. The words coming out of her lovely mouth would put half of my initiates to shame. It's such a far cry from the Mahayla Waltson she's always trying to present, the one she meant for me to meet the first time I called on her.
I like her better this way.
Hayla hears me laugh and turns to me with a glare. I quickly mold my face into an expressionless mask, one that should b
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