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(okay this time i had a lot fo free time. O_O so i ended up writing two chapters! XD i really must have no life. anyway, i'll post both chapters now! ;D Hope you guys like it! ) Chapter 3 – Small Village At the fifth station, the train stopped for a few minutes, giving enough time for people to gather their bags and get off. That train station was very small and humble. One could easily say that not many people would go there, if not for the size of it, then for the number of people who actually got off the train; just the two boys. While the rock boy was admiring the old walls of the ticket booth, Daichi sat on the only bench in the station, with a sulking face. After seeing the walls, the silent boy started to move in direction of the only road around there. Well, considering the size and state of that road, it would be more accurate to call it a path. However, he noticed that Daichi wasn’t moving from his seat. Did that mean he wanted to stay at the station for a bit longer? “You want to stay here?” Daichi looked at the boy with a confused look. “No! I’m just waiting for the next train! I’m going home!” After hearing these words, the rock boy went to the ticket booth and got back carrying a small paper. “The next train will only arrive late in the afternoon. The man in the booth was generous enough to write down the hours of the arrival of the trains. Apparently they only come twice a day, morning and afternoon.” For a moment there, no sounds could be heard, and the two boys just stared at each other. Then, after a few seconds of Daichi holding his breath, he exploded. “YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!!” “W-wha-“ “DID YOU SERIOUSLY JUST SAY THAT? CAN’T YOU EVEN READ THE MOOD?!” “Mood?” The rock boy was more confused than he had ever been. He couldn’t understand why Daichi had suddenly started to scream; after all he had only told him the hours of the trains. “YES!! MOOD!!” Angry with the other boy, Daichi started to walk as fast as he could towards the path. “But… didn’t you say you were going to wait for the train?” “NO!! I don’t even know why I was expecting something from him…” The rock boy decided to follow Daichi, quietly listening to him talking to himself, while stomping the dirt and rocks. “What? You want to go home? Why? Please stay… yeah right… like he would ever say something like that! Of course he wouldn’t! But noooo! Here I was expecting something from that RUDE guy! Why am I even here?! Just how stupid am I? And only two trains… two trains… TWO TRAINS!! AAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!! This is the worst day ever!! What was I hoping for, anyway…?” The more they would walk, the less they could feel any human presence. For a long time, it seemed to them that they were the only human beings around there. But that feeling changed as soon as they saw a small village rising in the middle of the hill. Small yet cozy houses were welcoming them; children running from one side to another while laughing and screaming, a group of old men playing cards in the coffee right at the entrance of the village, old women resting in the shadows and talking about pleasant past memories and everyone else giving away a feeling of complicity and happiness. “So this is where that path brought us! Quite the beautiful place…” “Does that mean you don’t regret coming?” “If I say yes… does that mean you’ll fuck off?” Even in such a peaceful place, Daichi’s anger was not giving any sign of wanting to fade. He felt hurt and humiliated by that quiet boy and it was not the sight of that place that was going to change that. All he wanted was to go home, which would only be possible late in the afternoon. “I wish I had never skipped classes… I wish I had never gone to that stupid riverside!” “It’s not the riverside’s fault! It’s your fault! If you don’t want to hear some answers… then don’t make questions in the first place! And all I did was help you with the trains because YOU were the one saying you wanted to go home!” “Ohh… so now it’s MY fault that you are a rude, despicable and pathetic excuse of human being? Don’t play with me! Who was the one insulting me, saying my name was too long to be said… or that I was not even worthy enough to go to your house or… just…. Everything you did during this morning was simply impolite and... you’re an asshol-“ “What beautiful young gentlemen we have here. I’m afraid this is the first time I see you both around here…” “Yes ma’am. This is our first time coming here and I must say it’s an absolute pleasure to be able to see such a beautiful place.” “Oh my... Thank you, young man! This is only a small village but people take very good care of it. Now, do you both care for a cup of coffee or tea? Better yet, since it’s lunch time, would you mind accompany this old woman while she has lunch?” “We would be delighted” So, the three of them kept on walking under that noon hot sun, until they found themselves in front of a small white house. That house was probably owned by the old lady. Once they got in, the table and food was rapidly prepared and everyone ate with will. After a couple of hours, spent talking, the young boys decided to let the old woman rest and left. Their walk around the village was made in silence. However, the atmosphere around them was not dark or painful like before. Somehow, talking with that lady made them relaxed and ready to give a second chance to each other. “You sure know how to be charming when you want to…” “Well… I’m always charming. You just missed that part.” “Wow… you just look at this… he even makes jokes and all… Who are you? And what have you done to the rock boy?” “Rock boy?” “Well… yeah…because… you see… DAMN! I can’t even go all like «it’s easier to say» or «It’s not so long» because I don’t even know your name yet!” “My… name… you say…” Daichi was looking in anticipation to the slim boy next to him. He felt like if he could know his name, their connection would be deeper. Actually, all he wanted was to feel like, in the end of the day, this was not just a distant memory; he wanted to make a bond with that boy and remember it as good thing. “My name is…” Since the rock boy had stopped talking, Daichi though he was gathering his courage to tell his name. Once again he wondered just how shy this boy was. But, after waiting for a couple of minutes he understood that he was not gathering courage or feeling shy at all, he was just completely hypnotized by something else. Daichi, curious to see what had distracted his companion, walked to his side. “Wow…” “Yeah… Wow…” In front of them, there was a small yet dazzling beach. The fact that that place was near the coast was a given. But those boys never expected to actually see the sea on that day. “It’s… amazing! So… blue… and this sound… Daichi! Listen! It’s wonderful!” “Dai…Daichi…Daichi?” Daichi felt like he had lost his breath for a moment. Not only did the rock boy called his name with such enthusiasm, he also never though he would see him this excited and happy. “Is this the first time you come to the beach?” “Yes…”

Ai no Kusabi 2012 間の楔 Remake Official site: http://ainokusabi.jp/ Type: OVA Duration: 30 min/ep Genre: Drama, Romance, Sci-Fi, Yaoi Plot: The story is set in the future on the planet named Amoi which is controlled by a supercomputer named Jupiter. Among the mostly male human population, the light-haired elite class is allowed to temporarily keep the dark-haired "mongrels" as pets. One elite member, Iason, encounters a mongrel named Riki in the slums and decides to take him in. However, Iason keeps Riki longer than it is socially approved, and rumors abound about their possible relationship. Watch Ai no Kusabi 2012 Online (HD Quality): Ai no Kusabi 2012 Online Download Ai no Kusabi 2012: Links updated, thanks to AmemiyaKyoko Format: mkv Preview Mediafire Promo Mediafire Format: avi OVA1 Mediafire OVA2 Mediafire OVA3 Mediafire OVA4 Mediafire Password: kyoko Alternative Links: Ai No Kusabi 2012 OVA1.avi 176.8 MB https://mega.co.nz/#!AkoFERxb!RFLWab...N2ovE03XPMlB4Y Ai No Kusabi 2012 OVA2.avi 164.6 MB https://mega.co.nz/#!UkQW1TxA!zYNIAX...6mtUeItW067a4w Ai No Kusabi 2012 OVA3.avi 172.6 MB https://mega.co.nz/#!B9g2wBCL!LPiY7S...VcGt-HAIPNqudU Ai No Kusabi 2012 OVA4.avi 168.5 MB https://mega.co.nz/#!8xRCjCzK!DOXT7n...R14gcJL9las25o For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

៙ Lost Reason ៙ .. Graphic by AmemiyaKyoko .. Organized by Saga .. Approved by Key .:: Info ::. .:: Rules ::. .:: Prizes ::. .:: Deadline ::.

Living life. This isn't about who gave or who didn't. Not about who was there or wasn't. It's not about how long it took or how short it was. It's not all about the feelings. It's also about how you think about it. All about growing. Not just how childish you can be. Or how mature you can become. It is about how you took it. And not regretted anything afterwards. How you did it. And learned from it. How you felt and grew with all those memories. This isn't about how challenging life can be. It's not about how painful you could get. This is all about how you will take that certain path. How you'll manage life. How you'll manage living LIFE.

Here is mine regarding lust at first sight. I hope it's appropriate Missed Chance

I see a lot of first person writing, which I'm exceptionally bad at *tosses fic into the mix and prays* Lost Boys

@AmemiyaKyoko OMG yes! Masrur x Sharrkan!!!!!I can feel the heat here!;D

I just have to lick his face, Need to, just once! ... It just HAS to happen!!

@shirotsuki Yeah, just a bit of patience..

@Matti_19 thanks. and well... i wonder too.. soon.. soon every human i mean user will know. xD

@shirotsuki It's like you have no life? Lol That was funny Now back to the story.. great chapter and interesting replies, again. What is the name of the rock boy I wonder?

(and here goes the other chapter sorry if it's way to much to read all at once >. Chapter 4 – The beach The sea was gently caressing the sand and rocks. Every time a new wave would come, a relaxing sound could be heard all over the beach. Excluding the two boys, not a single soul could be seen there. In fact, that made it even more peaceful and beautiful. Somehow, this had the same feeling as the riverside, the feeling of tranquility. However, there was one difference between both places, this beach gave away a sense of freedom that the riverside did not. One thing was certain, if people were to ever find out about this place, they wouldn’t fear it. “Hey! What are you still doing there? Come on down here! The sand is not going to hurt you, you know?” “I know that much! I just feel like I’ll taint this place if I touch it…” “Okaaay… but I’m sure you are not that dirty… C’mon! You won’t taint a thing!” Seeing that the boy was not moving, made Daichi lose is patience. Something had to be done; he climbed the rock, staying right next to him again. Then, with a quick movement he pushed him into the sand. “What was that for? Are you crazy? What if I got hurt?” “But you didn’t! So it’s fine! Also, I’m not the crazy one here. You are! You are crazy for not enjoying this beach! Just let yourself go and have fun!” “I don’t think you need to talk about letting myself go. After all, I’m the one deciding to take a trip out of the blue…” “Yes. But I have this feeling that you are doing it to run away from something… not to have fun… So, let go!” The silence that came afterwards was not an awkward one, more like a time spent in quiet, to reflect and also to enjoy the texture of the sand. “It’s not a bad feeling…” “See? Aren’t you happy I pushed you, now?” “I wouldn’t say happy…” Daichi started laughing, having his laughter compete with the sea for the loudest one, as the rock boy stayed still and enjoying his first time stepping on real sand. “Hey! You! Do you know how to swim?” Hearing the rock boy calling him once again you, made Daichi a bit angry. “You again? I mean… a few minutes ago you actually called me by my name! It’s not that hard now, is it?" “Okay… Kanzaki Daichi, do you know how to swim?” If it was any other person, one would think of this has sarcasm. But the rock boy was not making fun of Daichi in the least. He was dead serious and trying his best. “Ahahahahah you are so weird! How can you even say my full name while looking so serious? Ahahahah Just call me Daichi. Okay? Daichi!” “Daichi…” “See? Not that hard! But the way you said it a while ago was way more endearing…” “You say the most embarrassing things. Did you know that, Daichi?” “Oh shut up!” The rock boy saw Daichi blushing for the first time and he thought it was not a bad sight and that it somehow suited him. The waves were still coming at the sand, not giving up. The sun was no longer in his highest point, but it was still burning. However, the two boys hadn’t given in to the temptation of going for a swim. The truth is that they were aware of how much they had eaten during lunch. So, sitting in a rock shadow was their only option. “What are you trying to write?” “I’m not writing. It’s a drawing. But in my defense, sand is not the best paper!” Daichi was making some random figures in the sand. “I think it’s cool! You draw a lot?” “Well… I do like to draw…and do it quite often…” “Yeah, I can tell!” Upon hearing such words, that could be seen as a compliment, Daichi stopped messing with the sand, not sure of what to say or do. No matter what, he could not draw anymore, at least not now. He was way too embarrassed to do it. “Hey you… Daichi! I think we’ve waited long enough. I want to go for a swim.” “You’re right! Let’s go!” The water felt good on their feet. It was a refreshing sensation, which felt especially good in that hot afternoon. “Wait! You know how to swim?” “Of course I know! Even if this is my first time seeing the sea doesn’t mean I don’t know how to swim!” “It’s not that!! You could not know how to swim. How should I know?” “I just wonder how come my first time at the beach is with you…” “Oi! What do you mean?” “Nothing bad, don’t worry. It could be worse!” “Careful there with the compliments, I might get spoiled” And without saying any word the rock boy started swimming towards the horizon, leaving Daichi behind waiting for a response to his sarcastic statement. After a while he also gave up, knowing the other boy was not crazy for having the last word. Both of them swam for a long time, rushing to the shore and lying on the sand, once the sun was down.

@shirotsuki I like the way they are chatting to each other, very funny! :leaf5:

Next chapter is out already! :hamtaro-005 (9): I like the mysterious guy so much! rabbit8

Not alone After school, I remembered that I left something at the drama classroom. Sensei's classroom is well-decorated. I knocked..no awnser, I opened the door and it was empty, I walked past Sensei's desk. I saw an open notebook. I read it. I was shocked. "Stalking Tayoko Ritsu day 124" Watching at you out of my window. Watching you how you secretly take a bite of a mochi. Going to the fridge and drinking coca-cola. Seeing you heading of to school. Counting how many steps it'll take from dissappearing out of my sight. "I'm a grown ass-man. I should be heading of as well, but before I'll do that, I will go and take a last minute touring at you're room" I love to smell at your pillow or your dirty underwear... I'll have to see what kind of porn, you've bought recentley. I heard every dirty thing you said and even what you thought of Mina-chan's boobs. I see you like them big and cum-covered all over, don't you? Why can't you like cock huh? "WH.. HOW CAN HE EVEN GO TO MY ROOM?!!" “Via the window" My heart started to pound. I have to get out of here, before he might- he might... do something. "Ah.. ahm, Sensei, I left my pencil-case right here.. I got it now. Have a good day and see you tomorrow, Sensei." "Where are you going? You thought, I will leave you alone, after you know my secret?" CRAP, I SHOULD KICK HIM IN THE BALLS AND RUN. "That won't work.." Why is he coming closer? This will not end so good. "There is recently, an 18 year old boy disappeard, he left in the morning for school and he actually went to school, but after that nobody saw him" That's what the news-channel is saying. I don't understand it. "I've made you invincible, for the rest of EVERYONE, only I can see you" Not getting graduated, no job, no wife... "You have a job and you will marry me." What j- WHAT?!! "Yes, you will marry me " Wait… "I heard what you thought.." Are you a psycho? How can I be invincible? "I created an aura around you, that is unappealing and doesn't attract anyones attention. Now, will you just shut up, you have to do your work properley"........ Sensei is getting closer to Ritsu, he pushes Ritsu on the floor and threatens him that if he doesn't pleasure Sensei at all, he wil make his life miserable by punishing him. So, Ritsu strips slowly, which turns on Sensei. He wants to rip their clothes, but Ritsu shoved him, which made Sensei fall. That made him anticipating for that. "Sense-" Sensei is kissing Ritsu. He felt something running to his veins and it went straight to his heart. The moment he felt that, his heart began to pound hard and also Sensei. He came. But he couldn't help it, Sensei was being so gentle and a little rough. The sensation he felt in his heart, was way too much to handle. "Ritsu, I must be the only one who has acces to your heart" How in the world... I can't... I. I can't love him! He is my Sensei for crying out loud! ... I LIKE HIM and there isn't anything I can do about it. However.. I'm lost in this crazyness, lost in this dark, but comfortable world. Lost without a reason. Maybe there is an explanation. I wonder if Sensei will travel with me to find that lost reason. "I will never lose you, because I'll stay by your side, forever"

So here is my story!Hope you enjoy! Written by Aomine Daiki Date:26/3/13 Theme:''Lost Reason'' (story) Words:601(hopefully this one word won't kill me xD) Sorry for any grammar mistakes!

seems.. i can't get enough.. HERE! (slams palm down on the table) another! HEHE... I really missed posting here! WAIT, WAIT, WAIT!!! Did I post this here already....???? i can't seem to remember! gomen!

Sensitive Pornograph (uncensored) Anime Title: Sensitive Pornograph Written by: Ashika Sakura Genre: yaoi Number of Episodes: 1 - have 2 part Year : 2004 Plot: Part 1 : The story begins with Seiji Yamada (Voiced by: Kenichi Suzumura), a young shonen manga artist, who develops an affair with a fellow mangaka, who writes hentai, named Sono Hanasaki, who is also his favorite artist. The plot-line develops from Yamada mistaking Sono for a girl. After having discovered him to be a boy, Seiji still falls in love with him, and they have an intimate affair. Seiji becomes distraught when he learns of Sono's past tendencies of sleeping around, and for a time the two become separated. However, they eventually reconcile after Seiji learns of the emotional damage Sono has suffered as a result of being abandoned and used only for sex. Part 2 : The second part begins with Ueno, a student in college, who works part-time as a pet sitter, receiving an assignment to take care of a rabbit. Upon arriving at the specified address, looking for a rabbit named Aki-chan, he finds that there is no rabbit. Instead he discovers a young man bound, naked, in a closet, apparently a sex slave to the man who hired Ueno. Aki-chan is chagrined to realize that his lover/master has created a twist on a sexual thrill situation for himself - he has sent strangers to Aki-chan for sex before, but tricking someone into the apartment is a new twist. Aki-chan knows his master wants to watch from a distance while Aki-chan has sex with the duped Ueno. Explaining that his master will get mad if things don't go his way, and may even hurt Ueno, Aki-chan persuades him to have sex to ..... Download Sensitive Pornograph OVA: Download Watch Sensitive Pornograph Online (HD Quality): Sensitive Pornograph Online For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Okane ga Nai / No money OVAs Title: No Money / Okane ga Nai Genre: yaoi Year Published: 2007 Type: OVA No. of Episodes: 4 Duration: 25 min / ep Plot: Yukiya Ayase is a university student. His cousin Tetsuo Ishii betrays and sells him in an auction to settle his heavy debts. Ayase is bought by Somuku Kanou for 120 million yen. Kanou does this because he remembers Ayase from four years ago, when Ayase, a stranger, helped him. Now Kanou wants to keep Ayase close to himself, and uses the debt of 120 million yen to force Ayase to live with him. As Ayase is still a student and does not have a job, he is forced to sell his body to Kanou for 500,000 yen each time they have sex. FORMAT: RMVB Watch Okane Ga Nai OVAs 1-4 + Extras 1-4 Online (HD Quality): Okane Ga Nai OVAs 1-4 + Extras 1-4 Online Download Okane ga Nai OVAs: OVA 1 OVA 2 OVA 3 OVA 4 Mirror link: OVA 2 For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Princess Princess Anime Alternative title: أميرة أميرة (Arabic) プリンセス・プリンセス (Japanese) Genres: comedy Themes: bishounen, cross dressing, crossdressing, school Running time: half hour per episode Number of episodes: 12 Opening Theme: "Kimi to Deatte Kara (キミと出逢ってから; Because I Met You)" by Atsushi Miyazawa Ending Theme: "Hohoemi wo Agetai (微笑みをあげたい; I Want to Give You a Smile)" by team-F Type: TV Show Format: AVI Size: 175 MB Plot Summary: When beautiful Tooru transferred to an all-boys school, he received a warm welcome...but little did he know that his new classmates had nominated him for the academy's "Princess System." The lovely campus "Princesses" must dress as girls (in frilly Gothic Lolita costumes) at school events in order to lighten the stolid masculine atmosphere. Tooru balks at first, but soon comes to realize the advantages of being a "Princess." Download Princess Princess Anime: Episode 1 Episode 2 Episode 3 Episode 4 Episode 5 Episode 6 Episode 7 Episode 8 Episode 9 Episode 10 Episode 11 Episode 12 For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Marginal Prince Anime Title: Marginal Prince / Gekkeijyu no Oujitachi Genres: shounen-ai, romance, slice of life, bishounen, male harem, school Episodes: 13 Year: 2006 Format: Avi Size: 120 - 180 Mb/Ep Summary: Yuuta has just left his beloved sister behind to attend St Alfonso Academy: a secretive facility located on a small island in the Atlantic Ocean. There, cut off from the outside world, Yuuta cohabitates with five lovely "Marginal Princes": student representative Joshua Grant, movie star Alfred "Red" Visconti, otaku Sylvain Clark, bespectacled Haruya Kobayashi, and Henri-Hughes de Saint Germaine. Through classes, investigations, and musical numbers galore, Yuuta will experience the life of a student alongside his handsome friends. Watch Marginal Prince Anime Online: Marginal Prince Anime Download Marginal Prince Anime: Episode 1 Episode 2 Episode 3 Episode 4 Episode 5 Episode 6 Episode 7 Episode 8 Episode 9 Episode 10 Episode 11 Episode 12 Episode 13 For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Antique Bakery Anime TITLE: Antique Bakery COUNTRY: Japan EPISODES: 12 (complete) PLOT: One day, Tachibana, owner of the cake shop Antique, meets genius pâtissier Ono. He is Tachibana's former classmate who used to get spurned by him. Tachibana is relieved to know that Ono doesn’t remember him, and so Tachibana invites him as a pâtissier at his cake shop. However, Ono has come out of the closet and makes numerous advances to Tachibana! Download Antique Bakery Anime: EPS 1-3 EPS 4-6 EPS 7-9 EPS 10-12 For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Pico×CoCo×Chico OVA Alternative title: Pico×CoCo×Chico - Series Pico 3 (Japanese) ぴこ×CoCo×ちこ (Japanese) ぴこ×CoCo×ちこ シリーズぴこ3 (Japanese) Genres: erotica, romance Themes: crossdressing, yaoi Objectionable content: Pornography Running time: 30 minutes Number of episodes: 1 Ending Theme: "僕を連れてって Boku wo Tsurete tte (Take Me)" by Pico Type: OVA Format: AVI File Size 248 MB Plot Summary: Pico and Chico meet a young boy named Coco, like the two prequels, the boys engage in erotic sexual experiments. Source: ANN Watch Pico×CoCo×Chico Online (HD Quality): Pico×CoCo×Chico Online Download PicoxCoCoxChico OVA: OVA1 For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Rough Book Artist: Kichiku Megane Size:93.95 MB Mediafire: Kichiku Megane Rough Book For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Title: Gravitation megamix (Rimigra) Fandom: Gravitation Doujinshi Fandom: Gravitation Megamix Artist: CROCODILE-Ave. / MURAKAMI Maki Pairing: Yuki x Shuichi Genres: Yaoi, doujinshi, adult Language: English Scanner: N/A Rating: NC-17 Warnings: This is explicit yaoi, same as always! Link For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

The first song in my language I remember singing all the time is the greek version of dragonball soundtrack. In English, that would be Gangsta's Paradise by Coolio and Killing me softly by The Fugees at the age of 10. Yes yes I know... what kind of kid sings these sort of songs but that's what happens when you have older brothers, especially 7 years older... I'd listened to this gazillion times so want it or not I learned singing them. In French it was Frere Jacques when I was 5, again because of my brother (he was learning french at school lol) And finally the first spanish song I managed to sing without any lyrics is La Camisa Negra by Juanes when I was 17 something.

@Hisoka~Ayase

@Vicious - Nothing like a good mashup, true. It made me think of this, although this crack. If you're ever listened to Danzig, the spoofer has Glen's voice down. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZHv3qO_Y8kk

Time for dinner~~~~~~~

Ohhhhhhhhh~~~~~~~ They are so cute ne~~~~~ Swim, swim .... Wanna go & stare both of them~ Waiting ne @shirotsuki ^_____^ rabbit8

i haven't come to this thread for such long time! and now that i finally come again... i have all this wonderful drawings! i can't get enough of them! *________* they are just amazing!! I swear dear... you are sooooo talented and amazing!! btw... about that guy seme or uke... hmm.. seme? (but somehow deep inside i want him to be an uke ;D )

LOVE IT!! OK.. Bring on the next step ;P Who is he looking at?

April 2, 2013 2:45 am present!

I need time machine xD

@Kasuku LOL xDD

I just got in my hands the Chinese version of The case of Onodera Ritsu 16. It's vol 8 ch 6. I'll post the English version soon as I find it translated, in the meanwhile .... The case of Onodera Ritsu 16

starting to focus this stupid, manga...gonna translate by myself =_=... FIGHTO!:8yoyo13:

i didn't expected this delay can make us like this =.=

ahahah thank you @Aoi. and thank you everyone else! ^_^ working hard on the next chap, now that i have some free time.

@Sloan: Hi there! Happy Passover! miss you so much and you guys too >. It's been awhile since my hiatus from this site and finally I come back XD. Still chasing Mr. White Teeth I see~

Hello to you all. If you didn't know, which I'm sure you did not, I like to make up ideas. And I enjoy role-playing. So, it should only see fit to do this. Now, let us proceed with the ideas. I warn you-- they might get somewhat ridiculous. If so.. no apologies. Heheh. Promises, promises.. MAILER DAEMONS AND THEIR SEDUCTIONS. Quick Summary: A person falls in love with someone inside a book. Background: Teen Titans. I kid you not. That episode with Raven being wooed from someone that was inside a book and turned out to be evil? Totally inspired this. A HOUSE AND ITS ESOTERIC WAYS. Quick Summary: A murderer used to live inside the house. The person is brave (or stupid) enough to live there. Shit goes down. Background: I love Horror Movies. I loved the movie Sinister. INSPIRATION STRUCK. TRADITIONAL VAMPIRES AND HAMLETS. Quick Summary: A magistrate is meddlesome, and decides to change some bastard's hamlet. This bastard is vampire. OH SHI-- Background: My complete admiration and love of Bram Stoker's 'Dracula'. Yes. Those are my ideas. My first ones. Feel free to message or reply to this if interested at all. My own RPing Information is: [/li][li]My traditional responses are between 150 - 200 words or more [/li] [li]and I can get on between 3 and 10 P.M. EST.[/li] If you need more information, again, just tell me! Tea's STRANGE AND SLIGHTLY ODD CHARACTERS. Here are some per-established characters. They may not go with the RP I think about, and actually are NOT built for them, but are here for pleasurable viewing. Race: Witch; Celtic Wicca Full name: Timon Brenhin Waahid ( Or as an affectionate pet name, TB or Ti-Ti.) Age: 28 The ones that seem hopeless... LOOKS Height and Weight: 5'11'' and 146 lbs., 32 ounces. Complexion: You know that cup of nice, steaming, black coffee you get at a diner? Obsidian black liquid deliciousness in a mug right? That's him but just a shade or two lighter. Because of his surprisingly dark skin color, the black hair doesn't help all that much. Body Type/Health: Not in good shape. With several medical issues, he has to take pills almost constantly and with the amount of stress he feels on a daily basis, it does affect his health. Not to mention with the stress and combined issues- don't really help in the locks department. Most people would describe him as this; A giant took him by the head and then the foot and just pulled. He is lanky and with long sort of limbs though there is some underlying strength. Facial features: A sort of triangular face molded into sharp angles. His ears are a bit sharp to go along with his nose and structure of his eyes. There are slightly angular features to him such as the sudden sharp curve of his eyes and sharpness to his ears. It was as if little triangles were inserted into his face to give him all of this. In some weird, strange way… It kind of works for him. Distinguishing marks: His eyes that are- for the record- NOT CONTACTS. He leaves all that Circle Lenses, Colored Contacts bull-shit for those who want to go through all of that. Aside from that he has the strangest mark under his cheek. It's very small but when you zoom in, you can make out almost.. Words? Who knows. Apparent Temperament: His posture is a bit hunched and slouched which gives him the height of 5'9'' or so but whenever he is very serious, he stands straight and tall. He is always wearing the expression of a blank, bored, and stoic male who seems to be staring off into space. Because of his eyes, most people think him to be a major druggie and his shabby clothes doesn't really help this. Whenever he gets passionate about a subject, he begins talking very fast and usual paces with his hands behind his back and his coat flowing behind him. This happens when he usually sparked by a subject he is interested in, likes, or making plans or ideas. He is almost constantly mumbling to himself and when he is not doing so, is usually cracking his knuckles and wrist. Because of his usual pent up emotions and energy, he can easily fly into a flurry of movements and expressions and words. Aside from that, he is usually always moving (shifting from foot to foot, pacing) and doesn't really.. Walk. It seems like he glides how smooth his movements are. Hair and eyes: His hair goes in a sort of layered pieces curling out with split ends evident in some places but aside from that, is- or had been- a sandy blonde color with brown pieces mixed in. It had framed his sort of triangular face going to soften the almost strange angles of his face. But now? The locks had slowly drained to black though the tips seem to be going a bit white. It's grown out now and makes him seem like a sort of wild hobo, the mane of tangled black hair giving people that sort of impression. When he does take a look at himself in the mirror, it's combed and brushed and shampooed and taken care of to be restored back to it's split ended, layered form. Eyes.. A bit of a unique thing when it comes to Timon. He has the case of Heterochromia iridum with his right eye being a bright, slightly hazel color while the other is a burnt wheat color- though with that he has Central Heterochromia iridum with the color around his iris being brown. These strange orbs always seem to stop people dead when they stare right into them; Sharp and critical black holes- or rather, brown and hazel.. Black holes. Both eyes are usually covered with the bangs of his hair, only a few places of the bright colored eyes showing. Not to mention that he's going blind in one of his eyes so the color has become subdued. Casual wardrobe: When he's out and about, it's normal for him to wear this. A black trench coat decked out in brass buttons. It is in no way high fashion or a 'great deal' and some thrift store but rather a slightly raggedy coat that he always wears. For some reason, it is never taken off- not even when the splintering hot weather beats down upon him. Underneath that? No one particularly knows but it's probably not very fashionable. Light boots that kind of mold to his feet- makes it easier to run ya know? Other than that, when he's home it's all very plain. A pair of baggy sweatpants, an over sized rainbow sweater that has maintained its bright, vivid color with no shoes. ACTION TIME wardrobe: He doesn't ditch the trench coat but rather opens it, revealing a black, silk dress shirt that fits to his body slightly. His dark brown pants are a bit ripped and dirtied with dust and many times he spent int the woods. He doesn't particularly change his clothing other than just opening up his trenchcoat and pulling on some fingerless, black gloves. Usually he runs away or climbs up trees so the gloves do protects his hands in a sort of way. Etc: He usually paints his nails or toes sometimes but only once in a blue moon. He has tattoos located on several parts of his body but where they are- the world may never know. Along with the tattoos, he does his ow henna- and rather nicely at that. He used to have piercings but the metal bothered him too much in later years so he removed them. Now a days, he has Indian-like jewelry that he puts on only once in a blue moon. PERSONALITY Music: A very straightforward and sharp male really. Timon doesn't like to dilly-dally when he knows there are important matters to be attended to and for him, everything is an important matter- EV-ER-Y-THING. Whether this be due to his mild case of OCD or his strong case of Paranoia, who knows. All there is to say on his demeanor- on the surface- is that he is a weird, isolated, obsessive compulsive freak who seems to have a case of pretty mild Dysthymia. In truth.. That is the truth- if you include his case of Asperger syndrome. Not only is he a man who questions every person, every action, and every detail in his existence but is also very paranoid due to the things he has 'played' in. Constantly looking over his shoulders, constantly being severe, and constantly taking pills to soothe his conditions is what Timon is and really, always will be. He doesn't like people a certain inch (4 inches) close to him and always knows when you've stepped one centimeter over that 4 inch mark that you are not supposed to cross. His OCD causes him to play a frightening amount of attention to detail. It's not good to call him shy either. He is a reticent person in a way but he'll be quick to pounce on what mistakes you made, how you made them and tell you the right way. It is rare that you will see him in a different mood or state but- like all cliches- he changes around those he is comfortable around. His tone may not be as sharp and he'll calm subtly around them. Afterward he'll go straight back to his sharp, paranoid, and critical self and all will be right in the world. Very few things can get him talking but when he becomes passionate in something- even the smallest thing- it's hard to get him to shut up until you make a good argument that'll get him thinking or he runs out of voice to talk in. Strangely enough, he never shows anger. Rage. It is an emotion smothered deep inside him along with lust and wrath. Though his snapping and scowling is perceived as anger it is only irritation and nerves. He never really gets angry and never really feels the need to do 'manly deeds' (".. I wear tube sucks. I don't use them.") and check women out or anything. Timon has an intense interest with things related to science, nature and death such as corpses, molecular and DNA structures, graveyards, headstones, demons, chemistry, etc. Also an intense interest in all things human, werewolf, witch and well.. People related. Observing people is said to be unnerving but he wouldn't know. Regular people are so fascinating, don't you think? Speech: If he ever does talk, it is usually a hoarse tone of voice. Timon has a soft- but not kind- voice. It is very harsh and sharp at most times and though quiet, holds a serious tone and one that demands attention and respect. People better listen when he starts talking. Other than that, he reverts to Old Time Speak in a stunning Bri'ish accent when he becomes passionate about things. One always reverts to one's roots but since he hardly talks, when he begins speaking too long his voice grows hoarse and he usually begins signing rapidly or tapping things out in Morse Code. Pet Peeves: You got an hour? Okay. He has an acute and severe hate for people that are too happy all the time. Yes, in a sense that is a bitchy quality but with his ever annoying sense of dread and paranoia- those who act like mindless, idiotic, bubble-headed fools piss him off. Any sort of Valley Girl or flippant accent pisses him off. He hates people who flaunt their wealth when they obtained it solely from family and lineage and rank in society because you better WORK your OWN ASS OFF to get what you have. Yes, even though he doesn't have a job- of sorts- and basically has no life, Timon does do stuff to get his own cash flowin'. Any person that just gets money because the family they were born into and doesn't do anything special, that has no job or anything, is stupid. They don't deserve their wealth. They deserve to work like everybody else in this world to obtain their inheritance or whatever. You can blame this pet peeve on some of the rich kids that were down in Cornwall that got all the new games. He was the one delivering papers and doing errands to get his cash, not just asking 'Mummy' or 'Dauddy' or 'Grandmama' for it. (Even nowhe sneers at the memories of those little twerps.) Any sort of thing that is constantly chirping- like cell phone alarms or wake up calls will make him twitch and he will smash the source of sound. Anything with a whisper-y sound because you can't whisper AND not be seen with Timon. He'll go crazy (er.) Chew your food too loudly, chomp your gum too much, and yap on the phone constantly and he will go medieval torture on your ass. Timon can't stand witch, wizard, warlock or any other related magic-obtaining being/monster stereotypes. He is also very wary of things like puppets or marionettes because they're just plain creepy. Eck. EQUIPMENT A wine red pager, of course, that is tucked into the breast pocket of his coat. Timon carries a small notepad and journal to jot down ideas, observations, and plans into. Being the meticulous person, there are sections on tabs in both the notebook and journal. Along with that he also carries a pocket flashlight and a dagger or two. He also carries around a camera to take pictures of his observations and such. LIFE Favorite color: Royal Blue- or Emerald Green, he truly can't decide. That's the color of his sister's eyes and he always found both colors rather beautiful. Hobbies: Learning new languages and practicing many olden techniques that many witches haven't used in a while. Since he does like science and experimenting, there are many occasions in which he will mix Liquid A with Chemical Y and use Compound W to see just what happens. He likes to.. Knit. And drawing things is fun. He enjoys researching different cultures, societies, poisons- things of that nature. He likes voodoo dolls, too and collecting cute things. Along with the occasional venture outside to take pictures or take observations of things which lead him to tend to a small garden in the back of his house. Likes: Dead things Reading Science Math Experiments Cute things Dead Bodies The I.D. Channel Dislikes: Loud things Social activities Stereotypes of 'monsters' and other things Crosses Spell books Halloween Fears: If anyone is paranoid, they obviously fear what would happen to them if they weren't on the constant look out. Timon takes this to a whole 'nother level. The man has 25 identified phobias, 43 irrational fears, and 2 food related fears that prevent him from eating anything that remotely has an eye when it is served up to him (ex. Fish with the eyes still in them; That makes him scream aloud.) As someone who has had bad experiences with the paranormal, supernatural and spirits he doesn't like walking into any places that are remotely 'haunted' with spirits that are deemed to be 'dangerous.' He has a fear and hate of children with really creepy smiles or laughs because spirits that take over children like to smile like that. Timon hates being out in the open- like clearings- because then he feels exposed and anything could happen to him, anything could slither on up to him without him completely knowing and finally. He has an acute fear of social activity and trusting. Agenda: Searching for his mother and sister have led him to hiring quite a few private investigators but after three years of wasted money, he took things into his own hands. The old man offered him information and he intends to get the information he wants. But there's also something that motivates him to... 'participate' in such things. He does want to get over his aversion to society and people in general, be the vampire or humans. There's so much turmoil in his mind that maybe this new little 'challenge' will take his mind off some things. What guarantees the fact that you'll stick around?: The man knows where he can get his answers. Not to mention getting to observe other witches and vampires and humans is interesting.. Day job: If you call trolling on websites that make fun of the Wiccan Culture and Witches, a job then.. But not really. He actually sells art online and on street corners sometimes and designs websites for mullah. You can thank the internet for all that. He'd rather not go out. At all. Where they hail from: Raised in Cornwall, England though he was born in Tamil Nadu, India. How they became what they are: He was born 2 minutes and 5 seconds before his twin sister, Yoru, dubbing him the older brother. Timon was always strange. Growing up in Cornwall, England with an Indian background already stamped that word 'strange' across his forehead along with his dark, bronze skin color and unusual eyes. But he didn't care. He was a child, intelligent and happy and in swimming in a completely blissful, ignorant and untainted mind. Loving his little sister, playing with his little sister, and being the best big brother he could be. Then his Mother got him into Wicca and Dark magic. Dear sweet Timon was only 3 or 4 when this began happening but a very intelligent third or four year old. When he began to practice the culture with his mother, the woman could see great potential. So he was pushed to go farther. Pushed to break the rules. Pushed to exceed what was not expected. Through the culture he discovered the Celtic Arts and began practicing those but alas; The boy was still too young to comprehend what he could truly do. He caught people's attention- some attention of which was not very good. As did his sister who had a particular interest in talking to spirits. They were both gifted, both talented and both intelligent. One particular night, he was taking the road home from a quick stop to the grocery store when a woman stopped him. She was nice looking even though her hair was a stunning regulation white. She cooed at him, coaxed him to walk home with her since they were, apparently, taking the same route. Timon had smiled and talked to her, finding a confidante he could rely on and talk and ever since then they did the same thing. It came to a time on their fourth week of walking and talking did the strangely beautiful woman requested a task. For him to go out and get a book for her- just in a small little house in the forest. Timon, being ever so respectful and kind, went off to do what he was told and found the small, abandoned house. Or really a crypt but technicalities right? He went inside, found a book and like any natural bookworm- read. Moments later a wail like a thousand forgotten souls echoed around the forest, a sense of dread and evil suddenly weighing itself in the air around the crypt. He had enough strength to haul ass out of there and go back to his home. His mother was gone as was his sister and he was alone. How long had he been in that crypt, talking and reciting? Where was that woman? And what the hell had happened to his hair- FFFFFFFF- All he could do now was search for his family and study more magic. He neglected school- he already had the I.Q. of a college graduate- and became more secluded. More into himself. He became scared, fidgety, suspicious and by neglecting natural human needs and questioning everything… He became the man he is today. Notable experiences since then: He moved to London on a tip/ rumor that a member of his family was there so in search of information on his family, he got a plane and flew over. He didn't find anything there and was led to a dead end and because he didn't really care for traveling back to Cornwall, he stayed in London. Timon decided to invest himself in some education and so signed up for some online classes after some hacking and began studying some things he needed to catch up on. At this point in time, he fully secluded himself from the outside world and society. He is celebrating his 6th year of [urlHikikomori right now. His whole world is his house and aside from his few trips to the grocery store so he can wipe out their inventory, he really doesn't go out. Solitude is comfortable. Criminal Record: A few minor assault charges and hacking. He hadn't taken his pills on those days. As for the hacking though.. Eh, he felt like it. Why does it matter? The laws of nature and life are broken by his very existence anyhow so some inferior laws of a city should be broken, too. Etc:: Nothing for now.. Specialty: Spirit Summoning/ Necromancy. If having things do your will isn't good enough, well hell, having an army of zombies and re-animated bodies is a whole lot better don't cha think? Timon is able to this without having to say any sort of incantation of sort- just focus. A great deal of focus and energy is required to do this and needs his constant, 80-90 percent attention. Other than that, he is actually very quick on his feet and nimble. Good with a knife, too. Fetish: Wicca Pendent- One long, black string of twined rope with the pendent resting against his chest. It is always tucked into his shirt but on a rare occasion, he will take it out and proceed to hold it tightly or clean it. At first glimpse it is unremarkable- like it's owner- but that's the fun thing. You can see the symbols and strange verses carved delicately and into perfect detail into it's cool, silver surface. It vibrates with something akin to power; The kind of power that instantly raises goosebumps. Familiar: Because of his Celtic magic and upbringing, these animals are attracted to him: Butterflies, Dogs, and Cats. He is very in tune with them to the point where he can begin talking fervently to one of them in the middle of the street. They are drawn to him like bees drawn to their hives; Following him around any which way and messing with his shoes, hair, and clothes. Not like he minds though. (The type of animal(s?) they are most in tune with, how in tune they are with them, etc.) Social standing: .. W-What is this 'Social Standing' you speak of? He barely goes out of his house much less goes out of his way to create a social standing for himself! Best described as 'avoided'; people know him and very few approach him. He is an unnerving force naturally. He lives in an isolated house on the outskirts of the city- nice little lake, big green ol' forest and conveniently near a graveyard. It's not an old shack but rather, a carefully constructed building with the strangest of detailing. It has some design structures from Ireland but in a way, not very much. Social stealth: Very well. But the fact that he doesn't really go out very much kinda helps. BENEFITS FROM THE RACE Knowledge- Because he needs to, obviously, know things, Timon is very well educated with the intelligence that almost rivals Einstein's own. In both the spirit world, human world, and other various sections and degrees of intelligence. Not to mention wisdom. Sense Sparks- If his paranoia didn't already make him more aware of the world around him, his race does. Having to be aware of his body as not only a past dancer but as a witch has improved his senses drastically. ---__-- - Friedrich Nietzsche Name: Arram Delevia Age: Looks to be around 27. Is, in actuality, 29,000 years old. Gender: Neither man nor woman but is referred to as a male. ((A picture of his female self is down.)) Species: Djinni Sexuality: Who and whatever catch his interest. Appearance: He is marked with henna and likes to wear Indian jewelry. Other: He is able to change into the form of a woman and morph into djinn forms of both gender. When in full djinni form, his henna and tattoos morph into patterns which glow. General persona: Arram gives out a very calm, serene and almost Zen-like aura that surrounds him frequently. Everything about him is just relaxing and able to soothe anyone though he can have his mischievous streaks. Arram is very intellectual and meticulous- fussing over little things like organization and the manner of which things are put in. Some people may describe him as a bit of an OCD freak but he just likes things to be spic and spam. But even so, there are hints of violent, horrible anger behind that calm and soothing face. And it is very dangerous- that much is known. Likes: Magic, Wine, Unique people, Cute things, India, Hookah, Weed, Tobacco, Lace, Old Times, The desert Dislikes: Some forms of technology, Things that smell too strong, Fish, Some forms of technology Fears/Phobis: The fear of being forgotten, children, things that are too tight, being ridiculed to a point where it is harassment. Other: He knows much more when it comes to history since he's been around for so long. A demon created from the dust of Earth's land and the fires of hell, Arram was a very powerful djinni. He was at the wars in Prague, fought alongside Bartimues and was known to be one of the most fearsome of all the demons. It was only during the battles of Persia did, he meet his downfall. Seduced by a man in the army, Arram slowly found himself drawn to him- wanting to protect this mere human that was his enemy. Falling deeper and deeper into this love- this obsession- he was betrayed in the end. After telling this man what he was, how he felt, everything there was to know the man double crossed and captured him. His prison for 250 years was not a lamp, or a glass, or a bowl but rather, in a book. His true name was written down and he could be summoned by any mage that wished his assistance at any time. Whether it be to fight battles or to be one to cure the hungry lust inside these people. Hate boiled behind this calm exterior. Building and growing and forming inside him, simpering and flashing at small intervals only to be reigned back in. He grew to hate every single human on the Earth- especially men. Especially any man that came from the one person who had betrayed his heart and himself. That would be his female version. -> -- Name: Macalla Yabarak Wolfe Nicknames: Fenris, Kitten, Mac, Wolf Age: 17 Gender: "Mm.. Let me check real quick. Oh yes. There's a trouser snake in my pants. So.. I'm a guy! Man, I almost forgot my own gender. A-duh." Pets: A bad-ass dog that he named Bartholomew. And then this cat named Precious. Uke or Seme: Wouldn't you like to know. Accents: Bi' ofa Suudern tinge der. More Australian, though. Occupation: Eh? Oh. Over at the bars. Make the best damn cocktail you've ever laid your pervy lips on. You can also find him over at the strip club. Not stripping, of course, just serving drinks to people. But come Stripping Saturday, you'll find him on the pole. Relationship status: "Aside from how much ass I get in clubs.." Single. No one can really tie him down. Personality: "Party hard. And then study hard. And then sleep hard. I'm hard. Un momento, must take care of my hard-ness. What?! It was funny!" So, you know that one guy at the beach that does all the crazy shit? Mm, yeah, that Mac. The boy is a tease, flirtatious to the core, and loves challenges. Facing things head on is what he usually does, and be it sports or confessing to a one night stand that last night was the last time they'd be talking, he chooses to go into it with all his might. That's just Mac. You can say that he's everyone's friend. That bitch that you love to hate, that guy you hate to love. But you're going to feel strong feelings for him either way. Macalla doesn't really care what people think of him. He's unafraid of people's judging stares, and that seems to go for everything else. Even if he puts all his might into everything, that has its downfalls. The boy is a flirtatious bastard who hasn't a care if someone who likes him sees. And that also accounts to him getting very jealous over things. Especially people. Other than that, Macalla is just.. a ball of fun. A wild night, a fun, crazy day and an afternoon of snorts and laughter. Because he's oh-so-loveable. Likes: Partying, Raves, Soda, Sugar, Cute things, Reading, Videogames, Designing, Mods, The beach, Music, Men, Women, Abs, Booties, That pair of jeans in the back of his closet, His job, Science Dislikes: Hoes that don't know what's up, party poopers, people stealing his shit, that slut in 4B, Noobs, Bell Bottoms: Like seriously, what the hell? He hates Duck Face. Forever hating. Hobbies: Dancing like nothing matters anymore is a thing of his. Macalla is actually pretty good with technology, so he enjoys making Mods and things in games and on the computer. Animation is a thing of his. He makes adjustments to clothes and pictures, and changes his hair almost every.. two or three months. On a softer, gentler side, Macalla takes care of some cats and other animals on the street that are neglected or hurt and plays piano. Huge raver, DDR Master. Talents: He's really good at dancing. Like, really good. And at the piano, too. Back in Australia, he surfed a lot so there's that, too. And the Mods on the games. Fears: Loving someone completely, dying without anyone noticing, what could happen to his Dad, falling in Love, seeing animals die Ways of coping: Smoking, Booze, Women, Men, Sex, Partying, Drugs Crush: Pffttt- HAHAHAHA! Nice one man. But no. Seriously, sweetie, keep dreamin'. History: Macalla comes from Australia. Born near the beach- and actually on the beach- he fell in love with the water. And Science. His Dad, you see, was an American Biotechnologist who was testing some experiments dealing with hydro power when he met Mac's mother. 1 year of dating and 9 months later, dun-da-da-dun. But his Father still continued his experiments with water and got his son involved. So, Mac grew up in a good home with a love of Science before he could even really talk very well. They moved when he was 8 though. His Dad went to China just a few years after that. Mac went back and forth between his home in Florida to China to visit his Father. When the man got detained and put in jail, and Macalla and his Mother weren't told much by the police, his world kind of.. cracked. The boy started smoking when he was 13, got into drinking when he was 15 and used sex as an escape. He and his Mother are still trying to get his Father out of jail and get more information from the police, but Mac's been doing good. His Mom started a Dance Studio and works with Vogue Magazine thanks to his Fashion Blog and he's won a few hundred thousand dollars from competitions in art, science, and other things. So yea. Kinda cool isn't it? Other: He has his eyes on a certain guy, if you wanted to know that. Not like he likes the guy or anything but... Whatever. Ooh, and he's double-jointed. Flexible and all. ~~ Note: so much editing...

I shall enter this, with hopes smoldering beneath a cover of embarrassment at cringe-worthy poetry. I believe this differs from a lot of people, and is pretty confusion.. Apologies. Heh.

no blood.. no bone... no ash.. Episode 6 is the most memorable episode for me *cries* ~~ totsuka~ Q^Q

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For me, any of Junji Ito's manga, specially "The Enigma of Amigara Fault"

"Kuroko in Sweat!"

gave this to one of my closest friends on her birthday... She's really adorable and she's the epitome of a refined lady... hope she can have the man that is beyond her dreams and love her the way she deserves to be loved... Jasmin, happy birthday, girl! *Hugs and Kisses*

Hi... gosh, i'm really sorry for not producing more yaoi drawings... especially that all members are hard-core yaoi otakus! i'm really sorry! but you probably noticed it by now, right? that i don't draw popular couples like takano & ritsu, or Havi & Val, or Seregil & Alec of the Nightrunners series... or draw any remotely familiar characters.. right? Well, that's because aside from it being a pain in the ass to copy their styles, i don't like copying any other's style of drawing.. you know, i feel like it's plagiarism or something.... anyways, i drew yet another unfamiliar face... while in class, no less... (you can see there my notes) i don't have a notebook for that subject so i just wrote it on the bond paper. please enjoy!

I love this song so much because I can relate to it so well John Rzeznik (Singer from Goo Goo Dolls) "I'm Still Here" I am a question to the world, Not an answer to be heard. All a moment that's held in your arms. And what do you think you'd ever say? I won't listen anyway… You don't know me, And I’ll never be what you want me to be. And what do you think you'd understand? I'm a boy, no, I'm a man.. You can take me and throw me away. And how can you learn what's never shown? Yeah, you stand here on your own. They don't know me 'cause I'm not here. And I want a moment to be real, Wanna touch things I don't feel, Wanna hold on and feel I belong. And how can the world want me to change, They’re the ones that stay the same. The don’t know me, 'Cause I’m not here. And you see the things they never see All you wanted, I could be Now you know me, and I'm not afraid And I wanna tell you who I am Can you help me be a man? They can't break me As long as I know who I am And I want a moment to be real, Wanna touch things I don't feel, Wanna hold on and feel I belong. And how can the world want me to change, They’re the ones that stay the same. They can’t see me, But I’m still here. They can’t tell me who to be, ‘Cause I’m not what they see. And the world is still sleepin’, While I keep on dreamin’ for me. And their words are just whispers And lies that I’ll never believe. And I want a moment to be real, Wanna touch things I don't feel, Wanna hold on and feel I belong. And how can they say I never change They’re the ones that stay the same. I’m the one now, ‘Cause I’m still here. I’m the one, ‘Cause I’m still here. I’m still here. I’m still here. I’m still here.