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Микрозайм можно погасить раньше установленного срока, причем кредитор не вправе брать отдельную комиссию только за досрочный возврат. Проценты рассчитываются за фактическое время пользования деньгами. Например, если заем оформлен на 20 дней, а полностью возвращен через неделю, платить проценты за оставшиеся 13 дней не требуется. При этом необходимо соблюдать предусмотренный законом и договором порядок уведомления кредитора. Перед погашением стоит запросить точную сумму задолженности на выбранную дату. Для предварительного расчета пригодится [url=https://rus-finer.ru/]калькулятор процентов по микрозаймам[/url], позволяющий оценить стоимость пользования деньгами. После внесения платежа желательно проверить закрытие договора и сохранить подтверждающие документы. Не стоит ориентироваться исключительно на списание средств с банковской карты. Важно убедиться, что кредитор получил деньги и задолженность действительно погашена.

Its 2026, please re-upload.

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You're all good! I'm so glad!! Welcome to the forum You're welcome! Just lemme know if you need help at all. I can show you how to install it!

Please its 2026 can you please re-upload?

could someone pls reupload again, please 🙏😭😭

🦄 NEW GAMES ADDED 🦄 I picked through an otome and BL game drop from 2chan that was on archive.org, and crossreferenced all the games I could. Only a small fraction was BL, so here's the ones I could put. New 🦄 Animate (兄メイト, actual romaji is ani (like brother) meito) 🦄 Blue-Lemures 🦄 Fiあnal Quest (under Fianal Quest) 🦄 Futari de Kanoke e 🦄 GLORIA 🦄 Gokushu ni Sasageru Koureijutsu 🦄 Houkago ☆ Special 🦄 Iiko Box 🦄 Itetsuita Haguruma ga Korosu (ver 1.01) 🦄 Lemures Blue no Gozen 2 Ji (Eng & JP versions) 🦄 Mayonaka no Toshoshitsu no Neversista 🦄 MITUSITU (this is how it's written/in Kunrei Shiki, but the Hepburn would be MITSUSHITSU) 🦄 Narumi no Koisuru Gozen 2 Ji 🦄 Oborozuki no Shita de -Itsuwari no Koi- 🦄 pure stories & feel pierce 🦄 Sonna, 28 Nichi 🦄 Soujou no Kuchiyuku Makyuu 🦄 Taizai no Cell Phone 🦄 The Aquarium of Sodomy (under Aquarium of Sodomy, The) 🦄 Under Blue 2012 🦄 Yellow Dogs in the Rain 🦄 Yume nara Hayaku Sametekure! 🦄 Zanshunin ga Tsurete Iku

Hii 2026 here can you please re-upload author nim. Thankss

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I really want this blcd!!!! https://www.dlsite.com/bl-touch/work/=/product_id/RJ01693305.html

Hmm. Did you go through the installation/did it finish? If it installed properly, it should be OK. You have to crack the exe also. I can make a short vid if you need the help EDIT: Oops. I just noticed in my instructions I put "birdieDL exe". I meant "JackinDL exe". I altered the instructions from Birdie and must've forgotten to fix that LOL.

All the links are dead and I can't download it. Please reupload it

[ “FANG, STOP!”] Sora's voice struck him like a hard slap to the face. It was sharp and forceful...sort of like an order...or at least....something close to it, because he felt a forceful internal tug on his body and soul, a sudden desire to listen. Fang relased Sora from his mouth, loosening his grip. Had he gone to far? Usually Sora would just...let him have his way by now...So why? Why stop him? Especially when he could see and feel the effect he was having on Sor— What th— Fang’s world narrowed to the sight above him. Sora— his Sora—had turned the tables on him once again. The human was now hovering inches above his face, thighs trembling, cheeks flushed crimson, breathing uneven as their eyes met. Sora was frowning.... [“Strike three."] He couldn't even hold on to his anger....not when Sora looked this....beautiful. All Fang could do was stare up at Sora in disbelief, they were so close that he could feel the warmth radiating from his skin, could smell the clean scent of his body wash mixed with something else— something that was purely Sora. But that blush on his face...it was contradicting the boldness of his actions. Sora touched his face, his thumb brushing over his lips, as if to soothe him and stop him from talking. [ “Baby~”] Baby? That was new. Fang wasn't the type of person who indulge in pet names... especially baby...it felt too corny and cheesy to him, but he took note of how Sora said it, it was dripping with sweetness. What came next was honesty, followed by an apology, followed by justification. I liked it. Im sorry. But you weren't listening [ “I told you. No hands.”] Fang bit his lip seeing that curved smile form on Sora's lips. [ “If you can’t control yourself, should I tie them up for you?”] There was triumphant in his voice, a smuggness beneath it all, which irked the werewolf, his expression darkened. [ “Oh? What’s that look for, baby? You’re the one who broke the rule.”] Fang’s fingers curled into the bed sheets. “Sora," he warned, but the human continued to taught him. [ “Strike three, Remember?”] Fang struggled to fight back the urge to say something smart as the human chuckled above him. He growled in frustration. “Careful...You’re enjoying this a little too much.” [“Am I? Whatever gave you that idea?”] ( Damn it Sora, I want you so badly...you have no idea what you do to me...) [“Look at me,”] Fang immediately found his gaze, saying nothing as his lover repositioned himself, trying to sit on his face. [ “Try again.”] Fang’s breath caught. This position was unexpected. He'd been angry —furious even— about losing their game, being flipped over, pinned, and having the control suddenly ripped away from him. But now....looking up at Sora, all that anger quickly dissolved into something else entirely. ( Is he...nervous? ) Sora was blushing uncontrollably, desperately trying to look confident while his mind started to spiral. There bond was stronger than ever...and while Sora had done a good job in the beginning to mask his feelings and thoughts, they were now coming cross clearer and louder than ever. But he could also see it in the way Sora's fingers trembled and in the rapid flutter of his pluse. So for a long moment, he didn't move. Didnt speak, just looked, watching panic, uncertainty, embarrassment, and vulnerability go to war in Sora's eyes. ( He's actually nervous... ) But why? Fang lost count of all the times he's seen Sora naked...was taking charge making him nervous? No.... that smug look on his face moments ago contradicted that thought...so...it had to be the position itself. ( He's never done this before?) The thought made something warm and protective form in his chest. He could tease Sora. Could make some sort of smart remark about his technique, about how adorable he looked when flustered. It would be so easy—second nature even. But Fang didn't want to tease him. Not now at least, not when Sora was trying to be this vulnerable and brave. He sighed, giving in....in this moment Sora didn't need his jokes, teasing, or saracasm. What he needed was reassurance...and besides...he already lost this little game of there's. "Hey.." His voice was softer now. So much that it appeared to startle Sora. Fang gave his lover a small smile. "You're thinking too loud again..." That blush on Sora's face deepened as he tried to deny it, Fang cut him off. " You are..." Fang's lips curved—but not into a smirk, or smile...it was much more gentle than that. Sora wasn't doing anything wrong...he was just... " It's fine...but I'll need you to adjust your position. " Sora's stared down at him, looking confused. " Your position Sora..." Fang titled his head slightly, indicating to the space above them. "We're too far down, Move up— toward the headboard." His lover frowned, but ultimately followed his instructions. Together they moved, shifting awkwardly and scooting, until Sora's knees hit the pillows at the top of the bed. His hands finding the headboard and fingers curling around the wood. " Good...now angle your body , tilit forward, and use the headboard to support your weight." He watched as Sora adjusted himself, and Fang felt the difference immediately. This angle was better and more comfortably for the both of them. "Relax your thighs. You're too tense." He watched as Sora let out a shaking breath, trying to relax. " Good...now listen carefully," since Fang wasn't allowed to touch Sora, he kept his hands at his sides, but his voice was warmer now, and encouraging. " In this position...your in control. The pace, the depth, everything. You will set the rhythm, and I'll follow...so don't worry...." Fang would suck when needed, and relax his throat so Sora could thrust into his mouth when the urge presented itself. He would listen, adjust and respond to Sora's wants and needs. He reached up, licking at Sora's tip to warm him up before taking Sora into his mouth once more. It started off with Fang doing most of the work, moving forward to suck and twirl his tongue around Sora's cock, but Sora's was definitely starting to feel it. His thighs were starting to tremble against his cheeks as he struggled to move his hips. The human was being careful, hesitat, still unsure of himself despite Fang’s guidance and reassurance. So he'd help him...Fang relaxed his throat, and pressed upward— not demanding, just...inviting. Sora's gasped, saying his name. God he loved it when Sora called out his name. ( Don't think....just feel...) And soon... Sora did. The rhythm was unsteady at first—too slow—too cautious, but gradually Sora found his pace. Fang could hear Sora's finger nails scraping and digging into the headboard. His breath was coming in sharp, uneven gasps, and he was trembling. He wished he could touch him, grab Sora's hips and guide him, but... No hands. That was Sora's rule. Yet despite the frustration within him there was something so intimate about this— about lying on his back and at Sora's mercy, trusting and allowing him to find his way. He got to see a new side of Sora tonight.... and it was beautiful. "Sora," he murmured, the word vibrating his mouth and Sora's cock. Sora was close....he could feel it. So when Sora was about to cum, and tried to pull out of his mouth, Fang sucked harder, wanting him to stay. The breathless shriek that escaped Sora's lips was like music to his ears. He swallowed every bit of Sora's juices before the human pulled out of his throat and mouth, still riding his climax. Fang licked his lips, panting a kiss on Sora's trembling inner thigh, his eyes glowing that shimmering werewolf gold. " I could get use to this view~" He teased, but he wasn't lying. He gave Sora a few more seconds to gather himself. " Sora......can I touch you..." Fangs tone was serious now, with a hint of lust behind them. " As fun as it is watching you fall apart above me.....we both know what you really want~" He kissed Sora's other inner thigh, licking at his skin. @M-jow

Seconding this request for volume 5, please and thank you

[“To have you right in front of me… and not be allowed to touch you… Sora, I’m not that strong.”] Sora felt the air leave his lungs as the room tilted. The moment his head hit the mattress, Fang was on top of him, capturing his lips in a kiss to keep him from telling him to stop. Fang knew perfectly well that he’d broken their deal. Sora wasn’t exactly surprised. Fang tended to lose control whenever Sora got under his skin like this, and the human admittedly enjoyed provoking some of those reactions. Not in a toxic way. Heaven knew Fang didn’t need any more reasons to feel anxious. This was different. This was something that belonged to the two of them, something Sora didn’t always do. But Fang wasn’t exactly playing fair, either. The werewolf knew how much Sora enjoyed being touched and was taking full advantage of that knowledge to keep him from complaining too much. Still… Although Sora’s body was all too happy to soak up the attention, his stubborn streak refused to give in so easily. “Fang, no—ah, wait! Bad wolf… Mnh, you can’t~” he protested. [“Can’t~?”] Sora’s head snapped back as Fang bit down hard enough to draw a loud, high-pitched moan from him. He immediately slapped a hand over his mouth, suddenly afraid that someone might have heard. His gaze darted toward the door, the hesitation in his movements not escaping Fang’s notice. Sora’s eyes quickly returned to the werewolf as Fang pried his thighs apart and began trailing kisses and love bites down his body. “Fang, this is not—” He never got to finish. His hips jerked upward, and pleasurable shivers rippled across his skin, leaving him burning beneath Fang’s touch. His fingers dug into Fang’s freshly washed hair. It no longer felt dry and rough beneath his hands but smooth and damp instead. Sora tried to close his legs, pushing against Fang’s shoulder while tugging at his hair to make him back off. But the werewolf was ridiculously strong and barely seemed to notice his attempts. Fang’s palms kept his thighs firmly apart, and even when Sora pushed at his head, it scarcely moved an inch. Worse, Fang didn’t seem to be listening to a single word coming out of his mouth. The werewolf only kept growling one word over and over. [“Mine.”] Like a predator guarding its meal from the rest of the world. Then Sora felt Fang’s breath against him, and a moment later, the werewolf took him into his mouth. A helpless moan escaped Sora before he could stop it. His body seemed perfectly content to surrender to the attention, every nerve responding to Fang’s touch. Some traitorous part of him wanted nothing more than to give in and enjoy what Fang was offering. To let himself be swept away by the sensation until the rest of the world disappeared and he could float somewhere above the clouds. But he couldn’t simply allow himself that kind of peace. Not when the stubborn fighting spirit inside him refused to surrender. “FANG, STOP!” Sora’s voice came out sharp and forceful. Fang flinched. For a moment, he looked almost startled, as though he’d only just realized Sora had been speaking all along. His mouth released Sora, and his grip loosened just enough for Sora to seize the opportunity. He swung his right leg over Fang’s shoulder and twisted his body in one swift movement, using the momentum to roll them over. By the time they landed, Fang was on his back, and Sora was straddling him, positioned just above the werewolf’s head. The sudden movement put considerable strain on Sora’s body. His knees trembled, and his breathing remained uneven as he looked down at Fang with fever-bright eyes and a deeply furrowed brow. “Strike three,” he declared between pants, swallowing hard. Then he reached out and touched Fang’s face. The werewolf’s expression was a mixture of shock and barely restrained anger. It was, quite frankly, adorable. Sora still had no idea how he’d managed to turn the tables so quickly. All he knew was that he’d somehow emerged victorious—and judging by the look on his boyfriend’s face, that was precisely what irritated Fang the most. His thumb brushed over Fang’s lips, tracing the warm, soft flesh he missed far more than he cared to admit. “Baby~” he practically purred, adopting his sweetest voice in an attempt to coax some of the anger out of him. “I liked it,” he admitted softly. “I’m sorry for making things so difficult for you. But you weren’t listening.” He pressed his thumb gently against Fang’s lower lip, watching the werewolf’s expression. “I told you. No hands.” His lips curved into a teasing smile. “If you can’t control yourself, should I tie them up for you?” He sounded triumphant, but beneath the smugness was a faint, unmistakable thread of guilt. After all, Fang wasn’t the only one who’d been struggling to keep his composure. Fang’s expression darkened. “Oh? What’s that look for, baby?” he asked innocently, tilting his head. “You’re the one who broke the rule.” Fang’s hands flexed against the mattress. “Sora.” The warning in his voice sent a familiar thrill through Sora, but this time, the human refused to be intimidated. He leaned forward, bracing his hands on either side of Fang’s head. “Strike three,” he reminded him sweetly. “Remember?” Fang stared at him, his jaw tightening as though he had a dozen things he wanted to say and none of them were suitable. Sora chuckled. That earned him a low, frustrated growl. “Careful,” Fang murmured. “You’re enjoying this a little too much.” “Am I?” Sora’s eyebrows rose. “Whatever gave you that idea?” He shifted closer, deliberately invading Fang’s personal space, watching the werewolf struggle to contain his frustration while unmistakable, barely restrained desire burned in his eyes. For once, Fang was the one being tormented. And Sora, despite the guilt tugging at him, couldn't deny how satisfying that felt. “Look at me,” Sora whispered. Fang's eyes immediately found his. The instant obedience softened Sora's expression. Beneath all that growling and possessive bravado, Fang was still listening. Still trying, even when Sora made it ridiculously difficult. Sora scooped himself up till his balls were hanging just inches above Fang's nose. Freshly washed and smelling just like Fang’s body wash, Sora’s skin was almost entirely unblemished, save for the love bites and hickeys his partner had left behind moments ago. And, aside from a tiny patch of hair around the base, Sora was naturally smooth and hairless down there. “Try again.” Sora was blushing uncontrollably. He had never done anything like this with anyone before, and sitting on Fang’s face felt both ridiculously naughty and incredibly awkward. Still, he had read about this position before, and the comments he’d come across had been overwhelmingly positive, from both male and female readers alike. It was a step beyond his usual comfort zone, pushing him into unfamiliar territory. Yet, beneath his embarrassment, curiosity continued to bubble up. Besides, it wasn’t as though Fang hadn’t already seen every inch of him. Taking a deep breath, Sora tried to relax. He carefully spread his knees a little farther apart, giving Fang a clearer view while desperately attempting to look as though he knew what he was doing. But the longer he remained in that position, the more his nerves began to get the better of him. His confidence wavered, and his thoughts descended into an increasingly frantic spiral. (What if Fang thinks this is weird?) (Am I weird?) (Oh, fuck. Of course you are! Did you seriously have to ask?) (Oh, God~ Just let the ground swallow me whole!)

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thank you so much! were you able to get jackin to work? when I try the method given it says the game isnt installed despite me changing my computer to japan locale

oh my god thank you so much for uploading this!!!! i know i have a copy of this but i broke my phone and i cant access *SOME* of my emails and i didnt have any back ups.... but i will never forget you SONON!! YOUR FIRST TIME WITH YOUR BODY GUARD WHEN HE CAUGHT YOU DOING IT WHEN YOU WERE BEGING FOR IT I WILLLL NEVER FORGET YOU SONON!! THE WAY YOU REFER YOURSELF I AM SOOOO HAPPPYYY!! WHEN HE DID U RAW??????? Thank you so much for uploading this i could even find this on dlsite i dont know whyyyy but i know i was listening to this post pandemic-ish and so i checked YO and here it isssss woa thank you soooo much for uploading this!!! still providing copium to a fujoshi 5 years later!!