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Here's the upload that BruisedPlant did! And here's the English fan translation from back in 2013 from the Fuwanovel forums. MEDIAFIRE: Link! 3.05 GB. zip file. Includes: A dx folder, some .npas, a DMmd exe, the game/the crack exe, some dlls, softdenchi related stuff, and an uninstall exe. What a throwback! I think this might've been my first yaoi VN, probably. I didn't know how to set up or do anything with VNs back then, so I just watched gameplay of it on Youtube... lol. For the installation... actually, I made a video for a friend a while back. You can use it too. LOL. I edited to only include the relevant bits. Archive

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. . Have A Wonderful Day - Poem by JAMES T. ADAIR Just in case nobody does say Have a wonderful day If you're at work and all the world seems to be at play Smile your work away If you're having trouble and it feels like double Do a good turn for someone else and ease their worried mind I think a little happiness you will find when you make an effort to be kind And someone else you might remind that there is hope among humankind If you're at school and you don't feel like you belong Keep in your heart a song Do your best as you sing along All your troubles and worries are here now but won't be long Someday soon you'll find a place you seek Exactly where you've belonged all along So in case nobody else would say I wish you a happy wonderful day All your worries and sadness wished away Today it's going to be better Find a little beauty in your day

. . Hi dear @Matti_19!

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Thank you but I can’t download it😭

The file is too big so the transfer quota hit before i could download it, even in zip file

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Hello, would anyone happen to have any Tigusa blcds? He used to upload drama cds on YouTube. I’d appreciate any BL content of his you may have! 🥰🙏

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Sora's mouth was desperate against his, so Fang let him in. He could feel the humans tongue slide against his own. He'd allow Sora to take what he needed, a simple way to quiet his moans, but he wouldn't surrender control. Fang grabbed a fist full of Sora's hair, tilting his head slightly and giving him more control, making his lover gasp for air. ( That's it...) The walls were thin but he didn't care. If someone heard them...so be it. Let them hear. Let them know. A low growl escaped his throat as he felt Soras nails dig into his shoulders- the pain was sharp but it only made the pleasure he felt burn hotter. He could feel the way Sora's body clamped down around him with every thurst, so desperate and greedy. "Look at me..." he growled, breaking the kiss and pulling back just enough to meet his gaze. " I want to see you fall apart ~" He smirked, kissing him again. His lovers face was crimson red, lips swollen, and eyes glassy with pleasure. He looked wrecked. Ruined. ( Beautiful ~ ) He could feel Sora's hold on him loosening... " Tired already?" He whispered. He nipped at his ear, before shifting to the bed, making things easier for Sora. Hed fuck him on the bed until he couldn't stand. His hips began to move faster, and not even the bed was prepared for Fangs thrusts. The headboard started to knock against the wall in a rhythm that matched his thrusts. Sweat slicked his skin... and Fang was in pure ecstasy. He couldn't get enough. He wanted to engrave this moment into his mind...the sound of Sora's moans. The way he trembled underneath him. The split sounds of his gasps as he struck his sweet spot~ He could sense it...they were both close. " I know..." He whispered. Sora didn't need to tell him. It was written all over his face...his body. " Come for me." His tone...it wasn't a request, but an order and within a few seconds, Sora suddenly arched his back, body jolting underneath him. His insides clamping down so hard around him, he stopped moving. His hold on Sora only tightened as he barried himself in the side of Sora's neck and tensed, cumming inside him. His hips grinded against Sora as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him. The sight of Sora coming undone was the catalyst to his climax. Even after they both finished...Fang didn't pull away immediately. He lingered in this hot moment and inside Sora for a minute or so, before slowly pulling out of him. His lips finding there way back to Sora's, as if to seal this moment. After, Fang found himself laying beside his human, pressing his forehead against Sora's shoulder, he could hear how fast their hearts were beating. Almost unison. "Rule number one..." Fang muttered. Mimicking Sora. " Don't start something...you can't finish. " He lifted his head, only to stare into Sora's eyes as he gently brushed some of his damp hair from his pretty face. Fangs gentle touch was a complete contradiction to what they had just done moments ago. " Sora..." Fang's voice...it was surprisingly soft. The beast inside him subsiding, turning into a clingy puppy. " I love you..." ____________________________ Asta couldn't breathe. It felt like every nerve in his body was on fire, and what made everything worse...was Leon's words. They drove him mad...he never knew he could become so aroused by Leon speaking to him in French! He didn't understand what he was saying...but then again he didn't have too because deep down there was a part of him that just knew...it was something lewd and beautiful~ Suddenly French was now the sexiest language in the world...all because it came out of Leon's mouth. This wasn't the first time Asta had fallen apart in front of Leon, and it most certainly wouldn't be the last...the passionate kisses and deep thrusting was one thing, it caused Asta to tremble and moan against him...but Leon's words...it was as if the man just unlocked a new secret weapon to use against him. It wasn't just what Leon said...but how he said it...low and rough...breathless and sexual...it drove Asta crazy. [ You love all I'm doing to you."] ( Yes! God yes!) Tears slipped down his cheeks. He couldn't deny it anymore- not when his body was reacting so honestly- so shamelessly! He tangled his hands in Leon's hair, as he attacked his chest. That rough-cat like tongue had him twitching and panting like a dog in heat. He could feel Leon sink deeper inside him as his thrusts grew more fierce. Soras body was needy, but only for him and hearing Leon’s say he'd only say such things to him...made the human swoon with desire. Hearing Leon confess to him...melted away any and all his doubts. There was just something so wonderful about being claimed by Leon. That they shared the same feelings. The look in Leon's eyes...Asta hadn't seen it before. It was like Leon was gazing into his very soul, his irises darkened, pupils blown and the rim was glowing a faint gold. ( Yes... l-look at me.....) Choose me. It felt like Asta was drowning in pleasure. [ "You love all I am doing to you. You have such a loveable body. Ngh..It screaming out 'Touch me!' Mh"] "y-yes--ah!" [ "Mnh cume for me Asta..ngh Mon cœur(my heart)"] Asta barried his face into Leon's shoulder, holding him tightly as he started to fuck him harder, his crys grew louder, fingers digging into Leon's skin, until he couldn't take it anymore. His hold on Leon intensified, his body suddenly seizing as he finally came. His cum covering his and Leon's stomach and chest. His cry was silent but his body's reaction wasn't as he gasped with his mouth open, breathing heavy. __________________________________ [ 1 Week Later- Graduation Day ] Four years of late nights, last minute essays, and basketball. Four years of wondering if he was good enough, smart enough, enough—period. And now it was over. His fingers brushed the sleeve of his black gown, and something in his chest tightened. ( Leon. ) The thought of him surfaced before he could stop it, warm and immediate. Leon had rearranged his busy schedule...to be there...he even agreed to take time off after so they could go on a trip with Sora and Fang. He had shown up on his doorstep with flowers... a simple gesture that warmed his mothers heart, telling her that he wouldn't miss this moment for anything... ( I'm...so lucky...) The ceremony was being held in the schools auditorium. The graduates hid in the hallways until there row was called, and then...one by one...each student would walk across the stage, shake a few hands, take there diploma, and a single picture for the professional photographers down below. This moment was only going to last a few seconds...maybe even a minute...and yet...Asta felt so nervous. " ahh- I think I'm gonna be sick.." He sighed, looking down the hall....Sora was about twelve people behind him. He wondered if he was nervous too. There was something so liberating about graduating college...and yet...it was bitter sweet. The end of an area...a way of life... And to think...after the incident he had almost given up. _________________ The auditorium was loud. God he hated crowded places. Fang's ears were far to sensitive, however today he'd put up with it. Fang sat near the back of the auditorium, one leg crossed over the other, arms folded across his chest, doing his best impression of someone who wasn't gushing with pure joy or excitement like the friends and family around him. As the ceremony began, his eyes scanned the row of graduates that entered the room—a sea of black gowns and tassels swinging with every step. They all looked the same from this distance, identical and anonymous, but Fang knew exactly which one he was looking for. There. Sora was in the middle, walking with that particular combination of confidence and awkwardness that was so uniquely him. His gown was slightly too big—because he had refused to try it on beforehand, stubborn through and through —and his cap was a little too big, causing the tassel to dangle in front of his eyes. Fang's chest tightened and he felt something hot press behind his eyes. He immediately blinked the feeling away.... The ceremony began. Speeches were made. Names were called. Fang clapped for strangers, being polite, but didn't smile until....they said his name.... "Sora Sato." And suddenly Fang was on his feet before he realized he'd moved. He cheered. Actually cheered—a loud, unashamed yell that cut through the polite applause, causing a few people to turn and stare. He didn't care. Seeing Sora walk across that stage, diploma in hand, made him feel so proud. And for one perfect moment—Sora looked up. Into the crowd. Toward the back. Toward him - and their eyes met across a sea of strangers. Sora smiled at him and Fang felt his heart skip a beat. That smile...It was a sight Fang would never get tired of seeing. That full, bright, reckless smile that Fang had fallen in love with somewhere down the line. He clapped for Sora. He clapped so hard until his palms stung. _______________________ [ After the Ceremony ] The moment the ceremony ended, chaos erupted. Asta was swept into a tide of graduates, all of them hugging and crying and shouting over each other. He hugged a few of his teammates, shook hands with a professor who'd written him a recommendation letter, and accepted approximately seventeen congratulations from people he vaguely recognized but didn't really know. Until his eyes fell on a familiar face. He yelled, "SORA!!" He ran towards him, making it through the crowd of people to bear hug his friend. "WE DID IT! We did it! I can't believe we did it!" "ASTA!" His mother's voice, pierced his eardrums. He immediately looked up, only to see her rushing over to him and Sora. She was crying—of course she was crying—and next to her....was Leon....something in his chest tightened. The two people he cherished the most, were coming to congratulate him. ____________________ The crowd was madness. Fang wove through bodies and cameras and clusters of celebrating families, locking on Sora's scent. There he was, in a crowd of graduates, with Asta and his mother... Oh...and Leon was there too. He quickly made his way through the crowd and over to them. " Hey pipesqueek!" He called out to Sora, a smirk on his devilishley handsome face. He knew Sora hated that nickname...but when there eyes met, he saw the way his human lit up. Sora must of excused himself from the others because he suddenly came rushing toward him. Fang easily caught him and lifted him off the ground. Sora's arms wrapped around his neck, hugging him tightly. "You came." "I said I would." Fang planted a kiss on Sora's lips, shutting him up and not caring about the looks they got or the fact that they were in public. Because some moments were meant to be celebrated and he took pride in their relationship...In this moment...he needed to show Sora how happy he was for him.

That simple touch...was everything. Sure, Alistair had been touched before. Slept around, for years. He'd known the weight of hands on his skin for a long time now...maybe even centuries. But this? The gentle fingers that brushed his hair back...he could feel Alexander's warmth as he touched his shoulder and the way he looked at him—not with fear or disgust, but with something so soft it made Alistair's chest ache. He didn't know what to do with it. So he did nothing. He sat perfectly still, barely breathing, afraid that any movement might shatter whatever fragile moment this was. A small part of him didn't want Alexander to stop. The words he spoke washed over him—'you needed my help, I couldn't stand the thought of losing you, it doesn't matter what you've done'—and Alistair wanted to believe them. When the priest rested his hand on the side of his face, Alistair found himself leaning into it without hesitation. How pathetic. "You shouldn't..." His voice cracked. "You shouldn't be this kind to me. It's not—I don't—" ( deserve it...) He couldn't finish the sentence. Didn't have the words for the chaos stirring up inside him. Alexander's light was too bright...and yet...he found it difficult to look away dispite it burning. No demon deserved this...no demon deserved Alexander's kindness... Surely the golden child would come to regret this....right? But Alexander's hand was still there, warm against his skin, and he couldn't pull away. "I am unworthy...." he muttered, pulling at Alexander hand. He didnt deserve this warmth or comfort. " And everyone knows it. This isnt self-pity. Im just stating the facts. Im a demon...and I've done things—terrible things—And yet you look at me like..." ( like I'm human...) He bit his lip, shaking his head. "I don't understand you..." To think Alexander risked everything for a monster like him.... " You say I don't owe you anything," he scuffed. " Id give you my soul if it wasn't already gone..." A bitter laugh escaped him, hollow and cold. Deep down Alistair new that there was nothing easy about what Alexander did. " What does payment look like for a cursed demon who has nothing to give. " Outside the room, chanting could still be heard, but the two of them seemed to be oblivious to it as silence fell between them. ________________________________ [ Next Day ] Alistair slowly opened his eyes and as the sunlight slipped into his bedroom the first thing he noticed was the absence of emotions. The hollow ache where the curse usually lived—that constant, grinding pressure on his mind and body...gone. Not silenced. Not dulled. But Gone. In its place was something else. Something that took him several long moments to identify. Alexander. A bond that felt oddly familiar to him yet it was clearly foreign. The connection felt...alive...almost like a second heartbeat. If he closed his eyes and concentrated he could feel Alexander—not his thoughts, not his emotions exactly, but his presence. He stared up at the ceiling still struggling to process yesterday. For centuries, he had been twisting and manipulating peoples strings. When he was cursed, those same strings caused him to soak up all those emotions and thoughts like a sponge.... nearly causing him to go insane. But now...there was just silence. Peace. And a quiet, steady pull.... He wondered what his new life would look like... ______________________________ When Alexander suggested showing him around the temple, Alistair almost refused. There was a small part of him that wanted to stay close to the priest. To never let him out of his sight. He didn't understand it. Was this because of the binding or something else entirely. All he knew was that the thought of Alexander walking through those corridors alone, facing those people without him, made something in his stomach turn. So he agreed. Reluctantly. The temple was beautiful. Light streamed through windows, incenses filled the air—sandalwood and something sharper, something that made his demon senses prickle. Dispite their new bond, Alistair was still a demon... but the fact that he was walking on holy ground well....it was beyond remarkable. No burning. No rejection. No voices. No karmic strings. No dark pressure....In all honest... the only thing Alistair seemed to feel now.. was Alexander. Alistair could see and feel the looks of disdain from many of the people they walked past. He could hear there whispers and gossip. "...the High Priest's son..." "...abomination in sacred spaces..." "...should never have been allowed..." They continued walking until they finally reached the garden. There last stop. There was less people and more space to breathe. For a moment he simply closed his eyes and listened to the leaves as the wind moved through them. After a long moment he spoke. "It's quiet...in my head, I mean. There use to be so much... noise. He trailed off, unsure how to explain himself. In the distance he could hear birds singing. This place...was beautiful.

Sleep still clung to Kaito, heavy and warm, pulling him deeper instead of letting him rise. He shifted slightly, brow furrowing as something felt… different. Softer and warmer which meant that was not the mattress at all/ His mind lagged behind his body as he instinctively leaned into it, breathing slow, not wanting to wake up and just linger there for a few more moments but awareness began to creep in, piece by piece. The pillow moved. It had a heartbeat. Strong and even right beneath his cheek and in that moment Kaito stilled. …Oh. His eyes opened slowly, lashes heavy with sleep, and for a second he didn’t move. He just lay there, processing the fact that he was very much not on his side of the bed anymore. He was on Asher. Actually laying on his chest. His arm was still loosely draped across him, his weight half-settled like he’d claimed the spot sometime in the night and never thought twice about it. His wolf made a pleased sound. Good position. Kaito resisted the urge to sigh. Before he could decide whether to move or pretend this was entirely intentional, Asher spoke. Kaito huffed a quiet breath, somewhere between disbelief and amusement. “Well,” he muttered, voice rough with sleep, not moving yet. “That explains why I slept so well.” He tilted his head just enough to look up and met Asher’s gaze and a mischievous smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Plus, you didn’t seem to mind enough to move”, he shrugged but there was a hint tease in there. His fingers shifted slightly where they rested against Asher’s side like he was testing the reality of it. Then did he push himself up, rolling to his side and resting on his elbows letting his gaze fall on Asher for a second. Then he cleared his throat lightly, dragging his gaze back up like nothing had happened turning and sitting on the edge of the bed. “It was … Comfortable,” he added, almost thoughtfully, like he was reviewing a piece of furniture. Then he leaned back slightly on his hands, giving Asher a look that was far too awake now for someone who had just been half-asleep moments ago. “Should I be concerned,” he went on, tone light, “or is this part of the whole ‘alpha hospitality’ thing?” he teased. Eventually, he swung his legs off the bed, stretching once, rolling the tension out of his shoulders. The oversized shirt shifted with the movement but he didn’t bother fixing it right away. His attention snapped back the moment Asher mentioned training and just like that the playful moment changed into something serious. He didn’t cared much about breakfast. The moment he heard training he wanted to move to that point as he was curious and wanted to learn more of his new abilities and how to use them. “Training,” Kaito repeated, standing now, fully awake in a different way. His eyes lit up with anticipation. That was something he understood and possibly could control. “You’re teaching me how to use it?” he asked, already turning slightly toward him, energy shifting. “The wolf … the instincts … All of it?” His lips curved in a soft excited smile. Like a child finding out he got presents. “I’ve spent years controlling magic that most people don’t even understand,” he started stepping a little closer “so I’m looking forward to learn how to control my wolf and its abilities and not let it take over whenever he wants”. His wolf gave an amused huff. We’ll see. Kaito glanced back at Asher, that same hint of mischief still there beneath the focus. “Just tell me one thing first,” he added. “Are you planning to go easy on me… or should I prepare to get thrown across a field?” A pause. “…Because if it’s the second one, I’d at least like a heads-up before I embarrass myself,” he said brushing a hand through his hair then stepped aside walking towards the bathroom. “Although I think I wouldn’t mind the pinning on the ground part” he said with a teasing smile stepping into the bathroom closing the door behind him and hopped in the shower.

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