So, you think your a writer? Well, good or bad, crappy or masterpiece, we except them all!! And no, I am not insulting your writing!So don't be afraid, we don't do that!
What were about: Well, this is group that welcomes ALL Naruto-related fanfics. Be it Yuri, Yaoi, next generation, OCs, rcp,ect. ect.
For the time being- since we are a new group- i'll allow ALL submissions for writing, and over time, if i trust you, you may be one of the contributors or co-founders!
I have my own group, can i affiliate?: Yes, we allow all writing-related and naruto-related groups (Oc's, rcps, and NG included)! Just send me a comment!
Rules: There is no bashing this group on this page, because you will be removed as soon as I see it! And -although stated in rules by co-founder- there should be not voting on the stories, seeing how one could easily being intimidated.
pay attention to what section of the gallery you contribute to! You don't want a Yuri story to go into next generation.
Moreover, if your story actually belongs to more than one category, such as a next generation with a AU. Feel free to submit to both!
The Beckoning Mirror (Various!Naruto x Reader)The Beckoning Mirror (Various!Naruto x Reader) by DerangedSenpai
The Beckoning Mirror of Izo had been long since forgotten, but the story was old and frail, passed on by few who knew it existed. The ones that harbored that dastardly mirror were cursed, but accepted fate. That is until the first person in generations had enough of the luck it had given him and tossed it away.
Over the years many people had come in contact with the mirror, some even displayed it, others used it for their own selfish reasons. The mirror had been stolen away during the night over two centuries ago, not once had it surfaced.
The mirror harbored magic, magic that intrigued, that controlled. It granted you what you desired most, whether it be power or love. But with all things good it came at a price. The unlucky men and women that
Confession (Naruto x Reader)*Contains Naruto Spoilers*Confession (Naruto x Reader) by DerangedSenpai
You were invited to Hinata's and Naruto's first year anniversary, you hadn't seen either of them for awhile. You sighed and signed it before giving it back to the dog, 'The things I do for you Naruto'.
The weeks passed to fast for your liking, the day your friendship with Naruto changed, was coming to a close. It wasn't like you to go to wedding things, but this was Naruto and Hinata, both your best friends.
You sighed and straightened out your simple (c) dress, you didn't want to go over the top especially if there was some sort of emergency. You grabbed your satchel and ran outside, jumping from roof to roof.
I Wont Run (Gaara x Reader)I Wont Run (Gaara x Reader) by DerangedSenpai
'I'm running, running from what you ask? Why, why wouldn't I run? Run from the monster? Who wouldn't?'
Sabaku No Gaara, the Kazekage of The Village Hidden In The Sand, respected throughout the lands and other villages, the name drifts with heavy air. Why you ask? The beast that was sealed within. The cold gaze, the emotionless sea green eyes, the stiff posture. Everything about that man warned others to back off.
But why hadn't you? The dark aurora that shrouded him was just so alluring, pulling you from the shallows and into deep waters.
Sure it was probably a mistake on some level, letting your guard down and opening up to him, but you wouldn't have it any other way. The
Three Little Kittens Part 14 ***Three Little Kittens Part 14 by cas42
I tried to oppose her, honestly I did, but as she just stood there, silently waiting for me, my resolve faltered… My hands started shaking… And I lowered them.
There was the discordant jangle of bells as Majo took a step closer. “No? You would refuse me?” She reached out for me with one hand. “What foolishness have those two fools been filling your poor little head with?” She reached out for me with one hand. I tried to pull away but there was another masked shinobi behind me, blocking my retreat. I squeezed my eyes tight and whimpered.
My heart almost stopped from pure fear as she touched me once on the shoulder. I waited for the pain to come, but nothing happened. I opened my eyes a crack and was relieved to see my arm still there. “I’ll not ask you again child.” Her voice was brittlely cheerful and c
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