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  <title>Aeryn of things;</title>
  <subtitle>saving the world one object at a time</subtitle>
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  <updated>2009-07-13T01:37:24Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hiritai:262495</id>
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    <title>Holy crustation, batman.</title>
    <published>2009-07-13T01:37:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-13T01:37:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why did it take me this long to find out Daft Punk are composing the score to Tron 2? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jizzing in my pants is the correct term, however, it can also be expressed as OMGmjbkjewdvskjnjkwnvsdvdfv *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kupo the bunny is keeping me company today, he's skittering around the house like the nervous moogle he is. We went to Ben's house last night and when we came back Kupo had got out of his little enclosure (not a big feat, but still) and was happily lying beside the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a pic of him that Ash took:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc03.deviantart.com/fs49/f/2009/192/0/9/Couch_bunneh_by_aoi_chii.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's actually a lop, but er... not so much in that shot. Usually has one ear up and the other down. Half lop 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWW BUNNY. This is the first time I've spent time with rabbits, I've only ever held them for... like, two seconds at pet stores. Aw, he's found his seed stick! kekekeke XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the meet yesterday was fun! Cold, but fun X3 It's been so cold and miserable lately, and so I've been really unmotivated. I want to take some pics of Eiji, but I'm not working with inspiration today :{&lt;br /&gt;So, instead, I sit here playing KHII and farm synthesis items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to write but I don't know where to start and I certainly can't think of anything to finish. I used to be such a consistent writer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy entry ftw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, Kupo has gone nuts. Bouncing around like an idiot XD LICKING MY TOOOESSSS.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hiritai:261903</id>
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    <title>hiatus!</title>
    <published>2009-06-18T00:53:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-18T00:53:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am on hiatus until I can get my computer fixed. I can check my email on my phone and... Post to lj it seems. But yes. Shouldn't be too long but that all depends on what is wrong with my computer. Am also sick, ash and I have some kind of bluuuurgh business going on. Catch you all on the flippitydoo side fashiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iPhone out.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hiritai:261758</id>
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    <title>I hate things today</title>
    <published>2009-06-12T08:42:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-12T08:42:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm just copying this from my LJ because I can't be bothered re-wording it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, my computer isn't working at all. The on button is now a do nothing button. I can only access the net on Ash's computer and on my iphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I got an iphone. Wanna know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone is broken. Like, four minute before my computer shits itself, my phone turns off. I turn it back on. Three minutes later it's off. Turn back on. Computer dies. Phone turns off. On off on off, ring nokia. BATTERY. Into store. Not battery. Nokia. Lol did you drop it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, an iphone because the stupid little buttons phones come with these days are too small for my fingers/eyes/nails and also because they're shiny. I wish I could turn my DS into a phone. God, I am so lucky my plan was almost up, or else I would have no phone. I have to go on my secret mission trip tomorrow and so I needed a damn phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't know how I'm gonna get this computer working again. Mum wants me to come home for a little while, and she said we can probably work it out then. I won't be around this weekend (secret mission!) and so I'm glad it didn't break at the start of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, and I was on a roll with my story too, and it's got my resumes and cover letter in it and ugh. What a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I was locked out my apartment complex. Whoever plucked the lock from the front gate yesterday morning, fuck you up the ass with a spiky pogo stick. Also, why didn't anyone call the body corporate until this afternoon? I had to call them. Nearly two days after you all noticed. The guy who let me in (by jumping over the stupidly high wall) said it had been missing since yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cold and I was crying. On a bus for eight hours tomorrow is not going to be fun, it's going to be shit and I already hate everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go and pack. Make some hot chocolate. Have another cry. Google my computer problems, spend some time with birds, try and somehow get the numbers from my old phone. Cryyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, Tard is playing with a tissue X3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hiritai:260353</id>
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    <title>TATE PICS</title>
    <published>2009-06-03T16:20:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-03T16:20:16Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Went over to&amp;nbsp;Mon!Brendom's today and it was lovely. Did some faceups and lolled, and prayed the heater would start working. I had a lovely time, I seriously love you guys ;~;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_0465.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_0465.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know, because I can't ignore it. MORE TATE&amp;nbsp;PHOTOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Tahune (named after the beautiful Tahune Airwalk in Tasmania &amp;lt;3 ) commonly known as Tate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ana (Hayden) and Tahune (Tate) are two of the same kind, creators of the universe and rulers of their respective set of rules, know as Time and Death. They've known each other for forever, but after Hayden threw a tantrum and left to do as Romans do (i.e. live among his creations), Tate figured she'd run after him and had been looking for him for the better part of a zillion years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'creators' are essentially a mass of constanly evolving energy, represented by a human form (or several, but that can get confusing) in which they can change and kill of whenever they please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Hayden is infamous among the creators for becoming a little &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; human, and can get a bit too attached, and... forgets he's essentially a god, so absorbed in however he's living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tate and Hayden first became romantic when Tate took form as a man (she was a man, they can do that) and was a struggling artist in a long gone kingdom just outside of somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tate had secretly found Ana masquerading as this 'King En' fellow, and was very, very jealous of this family he'd made. He killed Hayden's wife and child in a rage, and sent En's enemies into a frenzy of war, and... ran away. En was told his family was lost in the war/fight/death, and was never given details,a dn so Tate's jealous treachery went unnoticed. En wanked off and found Tate (or did tate find him? HOHOHO) who fucked him every so often and painted him in exchange for drink. Eventually En remembered he was Ana, conveniently after Tate told him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh yeah. LOL. You're a god, remember?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Lol YEAH. Shit! XD&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FASTFORWARD to 2006ish. Ana is now Hayden (named after a guy Ana came across who was drowning while out surfing. After the kid died, Ana took on his appearance and life, running around as a Tasmanian surfer for the better part of the 70s) and Hayden is living with his buddies in a palace in Europe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nearly 3000 years apart, Tate rocks up and a cute asian chick. HAYDEN'S WEAKNESS HOW DID SHE KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They get back together and were all lovely for a while. Hayden would even take breaks from Halo to root her and buy her shoes and icecream, which says a lot about how much he loves her. He never takes breaks! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tate, in her infinite wisdom, thought it a great idea to be honest with her lover, and cracked the truth. Hayes kicked her out and now 'hates her with the strength of a thousand death stars.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, Tate is back to being a struggling artist, living in Japan under the name of Mai Amano. She's currently working in the Adult Video industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't know that Hayden &lt;em&gt;totally&lt;/em&gt; knows she's in hardcore Japanese porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't hate that &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally, Tate's character was a man, and was going to be a Dollshe Hound. He then moved onto a Dollmore Kyle Reese... which somehow became an Elfdoll Soah... and that turned out well until I realised Soah's just smile :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now she's a Supia Rosy. Lovely &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love this girl, she's one of those dolls I have always wanted and I'm so happy she's turned out even better than I imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_0506.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_0506.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_0492.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_0492.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_0486.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_0486.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_0475.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_0475.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ash took the Nikon and left me with my Canon, which is long in need of a service and doesn't like to do the focus thing. So I blame that for the repetivie images. I'll do another shoot with the Nikon tomorrow, because I&amp;nbsp;GOT&amp;nbsp;A&amp;nbsp;NEW&amp;nbsp;DOLL and that's what I do when I get a new doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And aw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_0525.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_0525.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep breaking them up and making them hate each other, but we all know I can't stop imaginary people from finding their way back to each other somehow. Awww, TAYDEN. TOGETHER&amp;nbsp;AGAIN &amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK&amp;nbsp;AT&amp;nbsp;HAYDEN'S&amp;nbsp;RYU&amp;nbsp;SMILE. HE'S&amp;nbsp;HAPPY&amp;nbsp;TO&amp;nbsp;SEE&amp;nbsp;HER ;0;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>SHOES FOR SALE.</title>
    <published>2009-06-02T02:50:17Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-02T02:50:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/hiritaiN_2913.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dollmore white shoes $15&lt;br /&gt;2. Crobidoll brown shoes $20&lt;br /&gt;3. Dollmore white boots $30 (on hold)&lt;br /&gt;4. Black boots $16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shipping is $4 in aus, $8 outside. Email me at hiritai@gmail.com if you're interested &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>You guys &amp;lt;3</title>
    <published>2009-05-31T07:06:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-31T07:38:06Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Staying in Melbourne, though I might have a chat to my folks to see if they think that's the best idea. Thank you to everyone for your advice and kickass words. I really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not selling my fucking Ryu &amp;lt;3 Thank you Amandafries ;0;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>I can hear birds</title>
    <published>2009-05-30T01:08:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-30T01:08:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I feel like I'm doing everything from the outside.</content>
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    <title>Lee Jun Ki + Crobi M-line body</title>
    <published>2009-05-12T03:22:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-14T08:06:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm doing an overhaul and a bit of a compromise with myself. FOR&amp;nbsp;SALE. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; For trades, I will trade either of them for a Supia Rosy in NS Urethane. The Lee Jun Ki outright, and the body + cash from me &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; ~&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; He's on the souldoll body, body and head were bought separately about 6 months ago, but the match is perfect. The body is in perfect nick, save for some joint grinding at the neck, which is both unavoidable and... invisible with a head on. I think he has a few surface scratches around his joints, the worst being on his knee, but I'll probably sand those out. He's also got a tiny chip on one of his wrists, but when I say it's tiny, it's reeeally small.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   The head itself is undamaged and as far as yellowing goes it's unnoticable. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   I'm including everything in these pics.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;img border="0" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/hiritaiN_2185.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;img border="0" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/hiritaiN_2188.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   nude: &lt;a href="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/hiritaiN_2184.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s...itaiN_2184.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; I'm not lowering the price if you don't want the clothes/wig etc, I paid what I'm asking for the nude/bald doll, so consider them free extras? ^^ Pants have minimal black marks on the bum. Shirt is perfect, been work like, twice. Everything is from Luts, save the eyes, which are german glass eyes in blue.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; $650 including EMS shipping to anywhere &amp;lt;3 ($560+$90 shipping - seriously auspost is expensive )&lt;br /&gt;   I can take &lt;i&gt;one&lt;/i&gt; month layaway, but I will tack on $15 for paypal fees, with each deposit being non refundable (because I'll spend it, I need money XD )&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Split is: Body for $420 + $90 EMS shipping&lt;br /&gt; Head for $140 + $40 EMS shipping&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; ~&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Second! A crobidoll M-line body &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I won this in a contest, and I'm hestitant to do anything with it but it's just too big for me and I can't clothe him the way I'd like. So I'm aiming to get a different body.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The one on the right/taller one. Head not included X3&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img border="0" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/hiritaiN_1438.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I'm asking $480usd, including EMS shipping ($390+$90)&lt;br /&gt; Willing to take one month layaway with a $180 deposit &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Thanks for looking, PM me if interested &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Thanks for looking, email me at hiritai@gmail.com if interested &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>Sales: SD Wigs</title>
    <published>2009-04-10T05:47:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-15T03:37:59Z</updated>
    <category term="sales"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;In every doll owners pile of doll stuff, there are several items that are known as the &amp;quot;pretty stuff I like but never use&amp;quot;. This is the first of a few sale posts, because these pretties are gathering dust and we need moolah. I'm going to keep each thing in seperate posts because it's easier to scan through pics and I'm lazy &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SD&amp;nbsp;WIGS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Details:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prices are in USD, and include basic international airmail&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; (register airmail is $2.50 extra, let me know if you want that tagged on) &lt;br /&gt;If you would like a quote for shipping within Australia, just ask. It's usually no more than $4-6 AUD. We can hold an item for 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Wigs will be sent flatpacked, unless you are willing to pay a bit more for shipping. Again, let me know or I'll assume otherwise :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mystic (who is a Crobidoll Lace on an M-line body) has been my gracious model for today, and&lt;em&gt; is not for sale&lt;/em&gt;. His hair, however, is up for grabs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Email me at hiritai@gmail.com or Ash at you.never.know03@gmail.com if you're interested or need to know more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Items will be shipped out within a week of final payment, from Melbourne, AU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~ If you're going to the Melbourne Easter meet on the 19th, we can bring an item along if you want to save on shipping ^^ Just let us know! ~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;GO GO! Sale tiems!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Soom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Sard-Night odyssey wig (silver)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (8-9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dollsoom.com/shop/step1.php?number=3058"&gt;Site pictures&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; $30 + $8 shipping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The wig, by defualt, is tied back, but the ties have been removed. This wig is the most amazing wig I have ever stroked *-* It's so incredible shiny and soft, and is in absolute perfect conditoon It's a unique silver/brown. If you don't buy this, you're missing out :/ True fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/Sardwig1.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/Sardwig1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;&lt;font style=""&gt;Leekworld &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L-097_E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(silver)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font color="#4a71b5" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;(8-9)&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://leekeworld.com/En/Product/p_view.asp?it_code=294&amp;amp;B_catalog_num=20"&gt;Site pictures&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; $20 + $5 shipping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This wig has seen a fair bit of use, but it's still in pretty good nick.&amp;nbsp; It's had the long bits on the side cut off but it otherwise the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Picture:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/hiritaiN_1478.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/hiritaiN_1478.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;&lt;font style=""&gt;Volks fur wig (silver/white)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#4a71b5" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;(9-10) ON HOLD&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Site pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; | &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; $28 + $4 shipping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This is the nicest fur wig I've ever had the pleasure of slopping on a doll. Beautiful, easily manipulated fur and &lt;em&gt;extrememly&lt;/em&gt; well made. Perfect condition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Picture:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/hiritaiN_1521.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/hiritaiN_1521.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;&lt;font style=""&gt;Leekeworld limited layered wig with fringe (Black&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#4a71b5" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#4a71b5" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;(8-9) ONE SOLD, OTHER ON HOLD&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Site pictures &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;| &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; $28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;+ $8 shipping &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We have two of these, they turned out too long for the twins. A beautiful soft wig, very... japanese school girl. Same length at the back as the longest parts at the front. Sad they don't suit the twins, but hopefully someone else can give these wigs a head :&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/hiritaiN_1517.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/hiritaiN_1517.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;&lt;font style=""&gt;Dollmore Jamaica Dancer Wig (Black&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#4a71b5" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#4a71b5" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;(8-9)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dollmore.net/shop/step1.php?number=5907"&gt;Site pictures&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; $28 + $8 shipping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This wig is mental, perfect for your banged up muso boys.&amp;nbsp;It's seen some use but it in great condition. A few of the front 'dread' bits have been dreaded tighter for a more realistic apprach.&amp;nbsp;This wig is frizzy and has always been a bit murdurous to your patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/hiritaiN_1469.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/hiritaiN_1469.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;&lt;font style=""&gt;Global dolls wig (dark brown)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font color="#4a71b5" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;(9-10)&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Site pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; | &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; $10 + $4 shipping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I bought this wig for lols, it reminded me of Ben Lee. Perfect condition, been worn once. Very proper and cute, would look great on your accountant. Make an offer, I want this thing gone x.x&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/hiritaiN_1474.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/hiritaiN_1474.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Everyone give a nice big clap for Mystic (poor nervous teddy), and then buy things!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>He's Mine - Pt.2</title>
    <published>2009-03-09T03:01:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-09T03:08:01Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Ohohoho! Smut! Linking this from&amp;nbsp;DA, because I have a feeling, from past experience, DA would take this down. I could take a photo of my vagina and it would stay up - but sexy texty mansex is a whole new story, even in the erotica sextion. Section. Yes &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hiritai.livejournal.com/245771.html"&gt;Part One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warning for terrible man/man sex. NSFW, etc.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sho leaned against the bar and kicked one foot over the other. Where the hell was Logan? They&amp;rsquo;d been here long enough already &amp;ndash; and Sho had looked everywhere for Logan. Sure, he&amp;rsquo;d been a while in the bathroom, but his hair was a mess and Logan was hardly one to speak when he would be in there twice as long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan took a shaky breath, washing Eiji&amp;rsquo;s blood from his hands. He ran over several excuses as to where he&amp;rsquo;d been, and formed a quick excuse to leave the club. It was Eiji&amp;rsquo;s club, afterall. He didn&amp;rsquo;t want to stick around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Baby, over here.&amp;rdquo; Logan put his hand up, making his way to Sho &amp;ldquo;Lets get out of here, I&amp;rsquo;m bored.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sho&amp;rsquo;s face lit up and he clung to Logan as they walked out onto the street. Logan sighed in relief as they reached the busy road. What a night &amp;ndash; holy fucking hell. He closed his eyes as he felt Sho&amp;rsquo;s hand around his. It was bittersweet. Moments ago they&amp;rsquo;d been covered in blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, Sho&amp;rsquo;s grip tightened and his fingernails clawed into Logan palm. Logan&amp;rsquo;s face paled as he followed Sho&amp;rsquo;s line of sight. There was Eiji, waiting at the taxi rank. Still beaten up and still bleeding a river from his head. Logan shouldn&amp;rsquo;t have expected otherwise &amp;ndash; but what was one supposed to expect of a vampire? His white shirt turned red made him all the more conspicuous. His unmistakable height made it almost impossible for him to be anyone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sho gasped and tore himself from Logan. Logan cringed. He&amp;rsquo;d never made a threat before &amp;ndash; and what a way to start. If Eiji didn&amp;rsquo;t honour his word, Logan would certainly hurt him. The extremity of death was possible if it caused the loss of Sho. Logan wasn&amp;rsquo;t afraid to admit that, but he was terrified of acting on it &amp;ndash; and he knew he would. He fucking knew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Eiji!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eiji jumped in shock and Logan couldn&amp;rsquo;t help but feel a pang of guilt. He&amp;rsquo;d never seen Eiji look so&amp;hellip; young and helpless. He&amp;rsquo;d been turned into a vampire pretty young, but even so the kid was a man under it all. Logan had proved Eiji&amp;rsquo;s childlike vulnerability tonight, whether through the bratty name calling and the tantrum, or in smashing his head against a wall of bricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Holy fuck, Eiji.&amp;rdquo; Sho remarked, &amp;ldquo;What the hell happened?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eiji made the tiniest glance to Logan, and Logan felt his stomach melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the boy shook his head, &amp;ldquo;Nothing. Made the wrong move.&amp;rdquo; He quietly told Sho, waving down a taxi, &amp;ldquo;Here, you guys take this one.&amp;rdquo; He said, looking up at Logan as the man slowly made his way over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;You look pretty beaten up, you should take it.&amp;rdquo; Logan said, feebly hiding his guilt from Eiji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eiji cocked his head, &amp;ldquo;I insist.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan and Eiji looked at Sho, who shook his head furiously, &amp;ldquo;Maybe we could share?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;No.&amp;rdquo; Logan spat, &amp;ldquo;Remember, Sho? We have that thing.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;What thing?&amp;rdquo; Sho asked under his breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan raised an eyebrow and Sho knew exactly what he was talking about. He&amp;rsquo;d almost forgotten Logan was in heat, the man had been so placid tonight. Logan certainly wasn&amp;rsquo;t leaving the club because he was bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eiji shrugged, &amp;ldquo;Take it. I don&amp;rsquo;t deserve it.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan bit his lip but Sho didn&amp;rsquo;t seem to pick up on Eiji&amp;rsquo;s spite. The taxi driver yelled from inside, and Logan pushed Sho towards the car. Sho waved to Eiji sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Go to Min&amp;rsquo;s or something. Take care of yourself.&amp;rdquo; He said, waving as he sat down next to Logan -who couldn&amp;rsquo;t have given less of a shit about what Eiji did or where he went after they left, given the circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More concerned with getting home, Logan gave instructions to the driver best he could. His Japanese was certainly very basic, but he&amp;rsquo;d never failed to remember his address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He leaned back in the car, putting an arm around Sho. He glanced at his lover and groaned. Logan was barely three weeks into Heat, and he was already out of control. How they hell was he supposed to last another two months like this? Especially now Eiji knew quite a bit more than Logan would have liked.&amp;nbsp; He&amp;rsquo;d been holding off tonight because he knew Sho just wanted to go out and dance, and have a good time. It was hard to ignore, however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so fucking horny. He didn&amp;rsquo;t want to pull himself away from Eiji like that &amp;ndash; he could have fucked the man stupid if the guilt would have allowed it. Thankfully, today was a particularly good day for his conscience to be working. Thankfully, he has Sho to go home with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan buried his mouth in Sho&amp;rsquo;s neck, running his tongue to his chin and then to his mouth, where he stayed in a rough kiss, pulling Sho closer to him. He felt Sho give a nervous look to the driver and so Logan bit his lip &amp;ndash; hard. Sho whimpered and moved his eyes back to Logan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sho teased him under his breath, &amp;ldquo;You can&amp;rsquo;t fuck me til we reach the apartment.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Is that a challenge?&amp;rdquo; Logan asked, sliding a hand between Sho&amp;rsquo;s thighs and up one leg of his shorts. He grinned, pressing it against Sho&amp;rsquo;s erection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan adored it when Sho threw his head back like that. His lover arched his back as Logan withdraw his hand and moved it up his shirt to his nipple, scraping a fingernail across it and kissing at his neck. He undid his seatbelt and began to straddle the other man, his hand still fixated under Sho&amp;rsquo;s shirt. Sho groaned, resting a hand on the hardness beneath Logan&amp;rsquo;s jeans before sliding his knee between Logan&amp;rsquo;s legs &amp;ndash; grinding his own erection against Logan&amp;rsquo;s thigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sho whimpered as Logan nipped at his collarbone and up his neck, still running his finger lightly across his nipple. In return Sho undid Logan&amp;rsquo;s pants to see the tip of Logan&amp;rsquo;s erection resting against his boxers. He licked his finger and ran it against the head. Logan hissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m going to fuck you through the wall.&amp;rdquo; He told Sho, who smirked and pulled him into a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan moved his hand from under Sho&amp;rsquo;s shirt and held it at his cock, biting at his lips, &amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t stop.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Sho did. Logan stared at him and then out the window, which revealed a very familiar apartment building. The Taxi driver turned around and Sho shifted Logan off him. Sho opened the door while Logan paid - all the while trying not to look the driver in the eye. Logan stepped out to follow Sho up the stairs and into the elevator. Sho turned to Logan with a sly grin on his face, but Logan took no part, pressing the button and leaning against the railing. He didn&amp;rsquo;t even look at Sho. Seven floors later, the doors opened and Logan sifted through his pockets. Sho followed him tentatively, and used his own keys when Logan couldn&amp;rsquo;t find his. He walked inside and let Logan through, and turned to lock the door again. Before he could even close the door, a hand slammed it shut from behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan drove him into the back of the door. Sho struggled to pull his shirt off as Logan was pulling him so close. Logan stepped back and did Sho&amp;rsquo;s work for him, pulling the top over his head before taking his own off. He was tender for a moment, planting a kiss on Sho&amp;rsquo;s lips as he kicked the shirt to the side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan had always been such a quiet man from the outside. Sho was in two minds about his openness in the bedroom compared to the shy, prudish Logan that everyone else seemed to see. In a way, he&amp;rsquo;d enjoyed Logan being in heat. It&amp;rsquo;d made the man&amp;hellip; relax, almost. Even if he&amp;rsquo;d become slightly brutish and eager, he still had those tiny moments of sweet, cute Logan. Sho doubted anything could muffle that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then Sho realised Logan had done his pants back up. He pulled the entire belt out, and plucked the button from the hole. Logan kicked of his shoes while Sho stepped out of his. Sho pushed him in the direction of the bedroom and then onto the bed. Sho dropped to his knees, pulling Logan&amp;rsquo;s pants off. He stood up and dropped his shorts to his ankles, stepping out of them. Logan propped himself up with an elbow, lying back on the bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naked, erect and waiting. He eyed Sho like he was a conquest, and Sho didn&amp;rsquo;t mind one bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He put a knee up on the bed, crawling on top of Logan. Their cocks brushed together and the two of them gasped. Sho sat up, leaning over to the drawer and taking the lubricant out. Before he could pop the cap off, Logan had snatched it and pushed Sho on his stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what was most different about Logan, Sho thought to himself. Normally, Logan probably would have worked Sho up beyond composure. Just imagining it made Sho flush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not while he was in heat, it seemed. Most of the time, Logan was so bent on just getting it over and done with, Sho didn&amp;rsquo;t even have a chance to get properly aroused. It was just Logan humping away. He&amp;rsquo;d come. They&amp;rsquo;d go and have something to eat. Three hours later it was the same thing, and it had been the same thing for three weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sho kept his head down as he heard the tube open. There was a pause, and suddenly a cold, wet hand wrapped itself around his cock. Using his spare hand, Logan had managed to beckon Sho on all fours, leaning over him with the other hand and pumping up and down his erection. Logan grinding into Sho, kissing his back and neck. Sho delighted in the drag of Logan&amp;rsquo;s necklaces as the man moved kissed up and down his back. Sho grunted as Logan gave a loud moan and stopped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He arched his back and reached his head back, trying to see what Logan was planning next. Logan slapped his ass and Sho groaned and moaned (and yelped just a bit). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, Logan&amp;rsquo;s sudden interest in Sho&amp;rsquo;s gratification was very welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Fuck, don&amp;rsquo;t stop.&amp;rdquo; He begged to no avail. Logan pulled Sho&amp;rsquo;s arm and rolled him onto his back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He leant on Sho, resting his head on his chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I love you.&amp;rdquo; He said, quickly and quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sho shook his head, &amp;ldquo;What brought that on?&amp;rdquo; He asked, &amp;ldquo;I love you too&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; he added after second thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan laughed, &amp;ldquo;I just&amp;hellip; hate how I am now. I can see myself doing everything I do, and I never know what to say to you after. I feel like I&amp;rsquo;m using you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sho wrapped his legs around Logan and pulled him into a kiss. Logan&amp;rsquo;s mouth was so warm, and his piercings were a comfort. Sho always felt so&amp;hellip; down to earth when he remembered Logan&amp;rsquo;s piercings. He was a prophesised conqueror and future king of an ancient kingdom but Logan was still so human. Barely out of his teens and worried about the stupid little things he should be worried about. Worrying about whether or not he had enough money for rent and cigarettes at the end of the week was a nice alternative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re not using me.&amp;rdquo; Sho told him, &amp;ldquo;I love you. I know this is hard on you, and I&amp;rsquo;m willing to stick with you. Always. It&amp;rsquo;s tiring, but you know I don&amp;rsquo;t mind.&amp;rdquo; He watched Logan&amp;rsquo;s eyes wander off, &amp;ldquo;I like being fucked.&amp;rdquo; He added, grabbing the man&amp;rsquo;s attention again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan nodded and leaned his head on Sho&amp;rsquo;s chest, breathing a small laugh, &amp;ldquo;Well,&amp;rdquo; he started, &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;ll like what I have planned, then.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan pressed two fingers at Sho&amp;rsquo;s entrance. He sat them there until Sho groaned, clenching the sheets in his fists and pushing his ass towards Logan&amp;rsquo;s hand. Sho shuddered as Logan pushed them in. Logan couldn&amp;rsquo;t help but smirk at the sight of Sho looking so&amp;hellip; ravished, already like he&amp;rsquo;d been fucked for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Tell me when you&amp;rsquo;re ready,&amp;rdquo; He said, and that tenderness came back. However, Sho had yet to learn the context, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m getting impatient.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan growled, stroking Sho&amp;rsquo;s prostate with an unrivalled firmness. Sho bucked his hips, leaning back into Logan&amp;rsquo;s hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He nodded repeatedly. Yes, he was ready. He&amp;rsquo;d been ready for the whole damn night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan took to his own cock, running his lubricated hands up and down it a few times. He groaned. He was impatient &amp;ndash; half a head job and unfulfilling foreplay was unsatisfactory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He felt a pang of guilt for everything he&amp;rsquo;d ever done that could have hurt Sho. Every time he&amp;rsquo;d had a lusting moment towards someone else &amp;ndash; even jerking off alone seemed to feed the guilt. He grunted and Sho gasped, the two of them holding themselves against each other for just a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn&amp;rsquo;t want Eiji at all. It was the Heat. Fuck, he wanted Sho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan leant into his lover, slowly. Gently pushing himself inside Sho and running his hand down Sho&amp;rsquo;s sides to settle at his hips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Slow or fast, baby?&amp;rdquo; He whispered, leaning into Sho&amp;rsquo;s neck. Sho shook his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Just fuck me.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan decided on his own, pulling out and slamming back in as hard as he could. Sho&amp;rsquo;s moans were a mix of pain, shock, and absolute pleasure as Logan repeated himself several times. As he sped up his thrusts, he lessened the depth. Sho felt so tight tonight. His body was moving exactly the way Logan wanted it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m close.&amp;rdquo; Sho winced, falling into his elbows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already? Logan mused. The man was so worked up &amp;ndash; it was so cute and sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth was Sho had been feeling every little bit of Logan tonight. Each touch and every little glance &amp;ndash; even Logan&amp;rsquo;s smell was turning him on, and the dial just kept turning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan quickened his pace, clawing into Sho&amp;rsquo;s hips as his pulled his ass around his cock, shaking with frustration. He needed this release, he&amp;rsquo;d been tense all night &amp;ndash; Fuck, he wanted Sho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan could feel himself getting closer and closer, and he could feel Sho&amp;rsquo;s entire body clenching and writhing &amp;ndash; waiting for Logan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan huffed through his moans, leaning into Sho and holding him down as he came. Sho released &amp;ndash; satisfied with his timing. Logan collapsed onto Sho, kissing his back and heaving himself to lie beside him. He pulled Sho into a fierce kiss. As he leaned back, he held Sho&amp;rsquo;s face close to his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Thank you&amp;rdquo; he said, half in thanks and half in a silent apology, &amp;ldquo;I love you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I love you too.&amp;rdquo; Sho breathed. He thought for a moment, ready to test Logan&amp;rsquo;s predictability. &amp;ldquo;Baby, are you hungry?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan nodded &amp;ldquo;Yeah, I think I&amp;rsquo;ll make some rice.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;he answered, getting up an walking into the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sho set his alarm to go off in another three hours. Might be worth taking a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ends&amp;nbsp; bit abruptly, but so does real sex 8D&lt;br /&gt;OHBABY*sleeps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a part three to this that I'll put up, Eiji has an obscene amount of bitching and lying to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for looking, and I'm sorry I can't write so good smut ;0; SORRY&amp;nbsp;FOR&amp;nbsp;GRAMMAR/EDITING. I am not observant &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Smut, as promised.</title>
    <published>2009-02-27T13:43:41Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-27T13:47:49Z</updated>
    <category term="jim"/>
    <category term="fiction"/>
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    <content type="html">Smut smut smut smut smut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pretty unedited, as in I went through it a few times but I'm sure I've missed something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; Family first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Characters:&lt;/strong&gt; Patt, Jim, Haqu (Pronounced Haku &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warnings: &lt;/strong&gt;SMUT i.e. Man/man sex. I supposed Jim is 15. Is that a warning? Underage sex? Bit of violence. Swearing. etc. Nothing out of the usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost want to put a disclaimer there, because it's awesome to say THESE&amp;nbsp;HOT&amp;nbsp;GAY&amp;nbsp;MEN BELONG&amp;nbsp;TO&amp;nbsp;ME&amp;nbsp;&amp;gt;D HHOOOOHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jim and Patt are on the run from the King of Umbra, Cass. Patt 'stole' Jim from Cass, and they escaped to&amp;nbsp;Earth. These days, Patt studies law at a French university.&lt;br /&gt;- Jim's race do not age, and they are 'born' looking 15-20. Very, very intimate people. They are also grey, with intense blue eyes. Not exactly human by most standards. They actually live in a dorm room after this, which is far worse - but Jim spends all his time inside, and I mean all of it. He does not leave. He mostly watches TV/movies, and does the ironing and cleaning, and braids his hair. You'd get bored too.&lt;br /&gt;- Cass had Haqu's eyes cut out as punishment for a prophecy that didn't reall suit Cass's likes. He locked him away for hundreds/thousands of years because Haqu fell in love with a Morta... and when you're Cass's bitch, you just don't do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patt pulled Jim back through the door, slamming him against the wall and holding him there by his hair. Jim clawed at Patt&amp;rsquo;s hands, but the man was much stronger and held him down with ease. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;What the fuck are you doing?&amp;rdquo; Patt snarled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Going out.&amp;rdquo; Jim snarled, &amp;ldquo;Aren&amp;rsquo;t I allowed to go out, &lt;em&gt;Daddy&lt;/em&gt;?&amp;rdquo; He added, with relish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t&amp;hellip; start that shit again. I&amp;rsquo;m doing this for you, they&amp;rsquo;ll do terrible things to the both of us if thy find us &amp;ndash; and I&amp;rsquo;m not just talking about Cass!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;ldquo;I know that!&amp;rdquo; Jim pushed himself free, pulling his long blonde hair over his shoulder, nursing it, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m not a child, Patt.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;You are! You&amp;rsquo;re fifteen!&amp;rdquo; He groaned, &amp;ldquo;You may be &amp;lsquo;very mature&amp;rsquo; and raised in a different world &amp;ndash; where yes, you are an adult &amp;ndash; but here, on Earth, it&amp;rsquo;s a different story. People are different here. You&amp;rsquo;re still a child to them!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;You baby me and fuck me at the same time, now?&amp;rdquo; Jim snarled, and the words slapped Patt across the face. Suddenly Jim &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;was&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; a malicious child, spiteful and hardly reasoning. &amp;ldquo;Who the fuck are you trying to protect me from? You&amp;rsquo;ve just as much a chance to hurt me as a stranger on the street!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;At least I know what you are! I understand you.&amp;rdquo; Patt stepped back, &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re not like them, Jim. You have a different culture &amp;ndash; not to mention a completely different kind of morality, you&amp;rsquo;re built around different laws. You&amp;rsquo;re not even the same species, you don&amp;rsquo;t look like them. You&amp;rsquo;re not ready for this, you have to understand that!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Then take me out when you go out! Teach me!&amp;rdquo; Jim screeched, &amp;ldquo;I can&amp;rsquo;t stand it in this house all day, I want to talk to someone, be around people.&amp;rdquo; He hung his head, cursing violently under his breath, &amp;ldquo;There are ways I can cover my skin up. And what about those contact things? Cosmetic contacts? We could try those! And we could cut my hair, and dye it.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patt let go of his arm, his face softening. Concerned, confused. He wanted Jim to be happy, and he wanted him to be safe. He wasn&amp;rsquo;t sure where to draw the line between the two. Beyond that, he wasn&amp;rsquo;t sure if these emotions were fatherly or romantic. He stepped back again, pressing his back against the wall. He suddenly felt like he owned Jim, and he could feel Cass breathing down his neck. He shook his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry.&amp;rdquo; He cleared his throat, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;hellip; don&amp;rsquo;t&amp;hellip; know how to protect you. I feel like something terrible will happen if I&amp;rsquo;m not there. When we&amp;rsquo;re apart, I&amp;rsquo;m constantly worrying Cass has found you. I can&amp;rsquo;t&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; He clenched his fists in frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim cocked his head, &amp;ldquo;You can&amp;rsquo;t&amp;hellip; what?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I can&amp;rsquo;t fathom a life without you.&amp;rdquo; He leant against the other side of the hallway, trying to hide his watery eyes with his long, shaggy hair, &amp;ldquo;You make it bearable. It&amp;rsquo;s okay that I&amp;rsquo;m on a red list, it&amp;rsquo;s okay that people want me dead, and it&amp;rsquo;s okay that I&amp;rsquo;m running from all of it &amp;ndash; because I&amp;rsquo;m running with you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim nestled into Patts chest. He wasn&amp;rsquo;t crying, but Patt could feel him shaking. His whole body was cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry, Pattka.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;No, it&amp;rsquo;s not you. Leave it. We&amp;rsquo;ll work things out so you can be happier. I&amp;rsquo;ll do anything to make you happy.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim threw his arms around Patt, pulling him down into a fierce kiss, &amp;ldquo;Make me happy right now.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patt smirked, &amp;ldquo;You go from violent and threatening to loving and horny in four minutes?&amp;rdquo; he paused, pursing his lips and narrowing his eyes. His eyes had changed since he&amp;rsquo;d come back. They set themselves upon Jim like a fire. Testing him. Licking at his body, heating it into an aroused frenzy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patt cleared his throat, &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t know whether to be pleased or angry.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;If you&amp;rsquo;re that angry, I can go to my room&amp;hellip; if you&amp;rsquo;d like.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patt ran his hand up Jim&amp;rsquo;s thigh and across his hips, where his jeans sat. He stopped at his belt, looping a finger around it and pulling the boys hips to his. Jim&amp;rsquo;s eyes stayed fixed to Patts hand as he flicked the belt open, pulling it out to the side. The two of them watched it crumple to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;Jim tugged at Patts shirt, beckoning him into the bedroom. The boy carefully navigated backwards through the hall, managing to keep his jeans up until he met the doorway. Patt hooked his foot around Jim&amp;rsquo;s feet and tripped him to the ground. He straddled the boy, biting at his neck and running his tongue hungrily across his chin. He huffed loudly into Jims ear, flicking his tongue across the lobe. Jim grunted, throwing his head back and grinding into Patt&amp;rsquo;s leg, pulling at the man&amp;rsquo;s hips eagerly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Maybe I am angry.&amp;rdquo; Patt gave another smirk, which quickly turned into a teasing grin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim cackled, pulling him close. Patt&amp;rsquo;s lips smothered him with a passionate kiss. The boy tore at Patt&amp;rsquo;s white shirt, snapping several buttons off. Patt unzipped his fly with one hand, running the other up and down Jims erection. He couldn&amp;rsquo;t take his eyes off Jims face. The expression was blinding and sweet, his teeth biting into his lip and his eyes closed, cringing and writhing with pleasure. Patt leant down, breathing into his neck and still stroking firmly. His own cock warmed with the touch of Jim&amp;rsquo;s hand, which barely managed to entertain Patt under his own pleasure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Morogo pi chi nalu.&amp;rdquo; Jim whispered, pulling Patt down into a long kiss. He finished by tracing his tongue slowly across Patts lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;What does that mean?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s not nearly as hot if I tell you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;Patt flicked his tongue over Jim&amp;rsquo;s nipple several times, before keeping it there, nipping and sucking gently. Jim groaned, bucking his hips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;It means &amp;lsquo;I&amp;rsquo;m hungry for a fuck&amp;rsquo;, that&amp;rsquo;s what it means.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, that&amp;rsquo;s not so hot.&amp;rdquo; Patt smirked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rolled Jim over, pulling his ass back into his hips and grinding his hard cock into the soft flesh. He moaned loudly leaning across Jim&amp;rsquo;s back and putting and hand around his neck. Jim nipped at his fingers, sucking the tips before Patt took his hands back and pressed the wet fingertips against Jims asshole. The boy groaned, leaning back into Patts hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;More.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ugh, fine. Forget the fingers Patt, fuck off with the fingers.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patt grasped his own cock, pressing it against Jim&amp;rsquo;s wet ass. Gentle, barely there. Jim kicked his shoulder as he heaved his leg over it. Patt ran his hand up Jim&amp;rsquo;s thigh, pulling Jim around him and entering with a painful slowness. The boy growled, helping himself up with one and pulling Patt closer with the other. He threw his head back as Patt grunted, pulling him and pushing him, thrusting and grinding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Harder.&amp;rdquo; Jim looked at him, breathing hard and sweating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could feel Patts hands slipping from his thighs. He could feel the sweat on his hips and he wanted to make it desperate. He wanted Patt to claw at him, beg him. He wanted him to barely have a hold as he teetered over the edge, not having a chance because he couldn&amp;rsquo;t manage to fight the friction anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was when there was a thunderous knock on the front door. Patt groaned loudly. He eased out of his thrusts and pulled away from Jim, who flopped back on the ground and kicked the end of the bed impatiently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Who the hell is that?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patt growled, contemplating not answering the door, and putting his dick back in Jim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He studied Jim, tossing his jeans behind him, &amp;ldquo;Forget them.&amp;rdquo; He said quietly, leaning down and tracing his hand up Jim&amp;rsquo;s thigh, before replacing it with his tongue. Without even a pre-emptive lick, Patt took Jim&amp;rsquo;s entire length in his mouth. Jim hissed, bucking his hips. He pushed Patt&amp;rsquo;s head down, rocking back each time Patt decided to use his tongue too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t ignore me, Pattka.&amp;rdquo; A voice came from the hallway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patt snapped his head back to see Haqu standing in the doorway. A hand was on his hip and his lips were thin and concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patt shuddered, shaking his head in disbelief, &amp;ldquo;Holy hell &amp;ndash; how did you escape?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim shifted an elbow underneath his back to prop himself up. He looked at Patt, who looked a bit more than worried and alarmed. The man in the doorway was wearing a blindfold, and wore a long, white hospital gown. He was dirty and his hair was a dirty blonde, thick and muddy &amp;ndash; like it hadn&amp;rsquo;t been washed in years. He looked like he&amp;rsquo;d just escaped from a mental institution - and worse of all, he looked like Logan in a blindfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Who is he?&amp;rdquo; Jim asked quietly, dreading the answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patt felt around the room for his trousers, &amp;ldquo;Jim, this is Haqu.&amp;rdquo; He began, &amp;ldquo;He&amp;rsquo;s my father.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;p&gt;FIN.&lt;/p&gt;Probably going to get Jim's head soon. I think I'm going to settle on a Little Monica Crow. I won't dye him grey until I get my pixie, though. Until I dye the pixie and see how it works out, I'm not trusting myself on an SD sized doll. And I really like the default faceupppp.&amp;nbsp;Grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whhyyyy do I have so many tanned/grey charcters? ;o;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>WAHEY. Fictions.</title>
    <published>2009-02-24T00:35:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-24T02:14:44Z</updated>
    <category term="logan"/>
    <category term="sho"/>
    <category term="fiction"/>
    <category term="eiji"/>
    <content type="html">I posted this on DA already, but I'm gonna post the second bit... here. So, to make it less random for me to post part 2, here's part 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning for man/man, blowjobs, violence and other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Logan is in Heat, has lost all inhibition/his mind in place for massive arousal and need to procreate (GAY, lol)&lt;br /&gt;- Eiji is psychic and has predictive dreams/can read auras/psychometry &lt;br /&gt;- Logan is pretty much invincible (I'll post that story when we've finished it)&lt;br /&gt;- Eiji is very much... less... invincible.&lt;br /&gt;- Eiji 'dated' Sho before Logan, and was also the band's bassist... before Logan. Talk about being replaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That red glow around him could only mean one thing. Logan&amp;rsquo;s aura was delightfully lustful tonight. Logan himself was delightfully &lt;i&gt;drunk&lt;/i&gt; tonight &amp;ndash; and where was Sho to quell this hunger? Who &lt;i&gt;cares&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular red was a red Eiji had never seen on a person. It was like rolling clouds with flickers of lightning where the red would glow brighter for just a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eiji bet anything Logan had a raging hard-on hidden behind that bar, and he wanted in &amp;ndash; because tonight, who was there to deny him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey there, Logan.&amp;rdquo; Eiji greeted, leaning on the bar  and winking at him, &amp;ldquo;Where&amp;rsquo;s your squeeze?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;ldquo;Bathroom.&amp;rdquo; Logan grunted, &amp;ldquo;What do you want?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eiji giggled. Plenty of things.&lt;i&gt; Namely, your boyfriend to see us fucking.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, he smiled sweetly, which in Eiji&amp;rsquo;s own way was still a smirk, &amp;ldquo;Why do I have to want something to talk to you?&amp;rdquo; He pouted, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m not so awful.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan shook his head, holding a beer up and shaking it at Eiji, &amp;ldquo;No, you always want something awful.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he &lt;i&gt;reeked&lt;/i&gt; of scotch. That beer was a garnish, and Eiji was certain it was not the first he&amp;rsquo;d had. &lt;i&gt;Brilliant&lt;/i&gt;. All the more pliable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eiji slipped a hand on Logan&amp;rsquo;s hip and pulled himself close &amp;ndash; close enough for his own hips to brush Logan&amp;rsquo;s, but far enough so that he didn&amp;rsquo;t have to inhale that drunken aroma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no beating around Logan &amp;ndash; Eiji had to whip it out and get on with it. Logan wouldn&amp;rsquo;t let Eiji close enough to spread the butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I think we should go out back.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan&amp;rsquo;s eyelids fluttered and he hesitated, &amp;ldquo;Why?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eiji looked up at him, dancing his fingers across Logan&amp;rsquo;s &lt;i&gt;raging hard-on&lt;/i&gt; (I knew it!) and watching Logan&amp;rsquo;s head roll back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eiji took his hand before Logan decided to snap his head back up and realised exactly what was going on. He pulled him back around the bar and through the ice-room, into the back-alley. The club had been quiet all night and the streets were quieter. Without delay, he pushed a stumbling Logan into the wall and dropped to his knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan looked down at Eiji, who pulled the belt tongue from the buckle quicker than Logan could even anticipate. He shook his head, resting it against the wall behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t make me do this, Eiji.&amp;rdquo; He breathed, &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t like you. I love Sho. I promised Sho&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eiji knew exactly what Logan had promised Sho. He&amp;rsquo;d had &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; dream this morning, and as soon as he saw Logan and his lusting little aura, he knew what tonight was capable of. Eiji had learned that every so often (once or twice a year), Logan would change and become &lt;i&gt;wanton&lt;/i&gt;. Suddenly, and by an immeasurable amount. Eiji knew that look in his eyes better than anyone. Those eyes wanted anyone they could rest their cock in. Logan still tried to keep appearances, though his sexy-time instincts would surface every hour or so, in-between his blushing and scolding Sho for telling everyone &lt;i&gt;exactly&lt;/i&gt; what they&amp;rsquo;d done that morning before getting up. Still &amp;ndash; Logan confided in Sho and was hidden away from everyone and everything, it seemed Sho had tamed this lust and had kept Logan&amp;rsquo;s dick in his pants, save for his own personal use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, and this was the good part &amp;ndash; Sho would get tired and Logan would become desperate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was 90% of what Eiji needed to shatter the bonds of Logan and Sho. The remaining 10% was his own willingness to destroy two lives in sake of his pride. Easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eiji unbuttoned Logan&amp;rsquo;s jeans, finding Logan&amp;rsquo;s cock and running a finger across the head. Eiji didn&amp;rsquo;t care to count the metal studs on Logan&amp;rsquo;s dick, but it was certainly a shock. The man had always seemed so prude. But, Eiji supposed, he &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; in a back alley with the man and about to start on his cock like a lollypop. Logan was far from running away from the situation, his hands had already found Eiji&amp;rsquo;s hair and were twirling it and pulling gently. Eiji ran his hands down the length &amp;ndash; barely brushing the skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could &lt;i&gt;feel&lt;/i&gt; Logan&amp;rsquo;s groan (which by Eiji&amp;rsquo;s standards was a very, very loud groan &amp;ndash; and Eiji knew loud). He took this as a hint and flicked his tongue where his finger had been. Despite many years with his mouth around a cock, this was the first time Eiji had tasted metal. He suddenly wanted Logan. If the man had twelve (Was the top piercing one or two?) &amp;hellip;&lt;i&gt;Thirteen&lt;/i&gt; piercings on his cock, imagine what else was blanketed underneath his prudish exterior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eiji had a small mouth &amp;ndash; there was no doubt Logan&amp;rsquo;s well-bred man-bits would not fit in there. The piercings up the underside of Logan&amp;rsquo;s erection made his job all the more difficult - And Eiji had always picked Logan to be a &lt;i&gt;small&lt;/i&gt; kind of man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan&amp;rsquo;s hips bucked at Eiji as a tongue worked it&amp;rsquo;s way back up the shaft. There was a groan as Eiji&amp;rsquo;s mouth enveloped what it could, sucking and nipping gently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Fuck&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Logan pushed himself back into the wall, &amp;ldquo;Stop. Stop.&amp;rdquo; He shook his head in a flurry of conscience and tried to push Eiji away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eiji let his head fall to the side, &amp;ldquo;Why?&amp;rdquo; he smirked, &amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t like it?&amp;rdquo; He teased, grasping the bottom of Logan&amp;rsquo;s shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eiji couldn&amp;rsquo;t remember if he&amp;rsquo;d said something else that warranted Logan&amp;rsquo;s next action. Truth be told, he didn&amp;rsquo;t try to remember for some time &lt;i&gt;after&lt;/i&gt; Logan&amp;rsquo;s knee slammed against the side of his face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eiji could feel his lip catch on his fangs. Logan&amp;rsquo;s knee had hit him stupidly hard, straight into the side of his mouth. He swallowed his own blood before spitting it out and realising he&amp;rsquo;d been &lt;i&gt;kneed in the fucking face&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan had whipped his pants back up around his hips and was studying Eiji on the ground. Both of them met the gaze of the other. Both confused. One on the ground, his hand to his mouth. The other growled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I said &lt;i&gt;stop&lt;/i&gt;!&amp;rdquo; Logan told Eiji, standing over him and fastening his belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eiji croaked, slamming his fist on the concrete, &amp;ldquo;You fucking cunt!&amp;rdquo; he scrambled to his feet, mumbling and wiping blood from his hands and face, &amp;ldquo;Motherfucking psycho.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan ran into him, grabbing his shoulders and slamming his back into the wall. Eiji&amp;rsquo;s head made a sickening crack as it collided with the bricks. The boy yelped, but managed to throw a fist and Logan&amp;rsquo;s face. Logan barely flinched. Eiji shook his head, closing his eyes and screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Get the fuck off me! I didn&amp;rsquo;t do anything!&amp;rdquo; He hissed, leaning back into the wall and cringing, bringing one of his legs up as the pain from his head made itself known, &amp;ldquo;Do you beat Sho up every time he sucks your dick?&amp;rdquo; he added bitterly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan dug his nails into Eiji&amp;rsquo;s neck, growling, &amp;ldquo;Shut the fuck up, you worthless, conniving little brat. I love Sho.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Fuck off you do,&amp;rdquo; Eiji spat, drooling blood and squirming against Logan&amp;rsquo;s hold, &amp;ldquo;You said stop but you didn&amp;rsquo;t even start to say no.&amp;rdquo; He smirked, &amp;ldquo;&lt;i&gt;Don&amp;rsquo;t make me do this, Eiji.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;rdquo; He worked Logan&amp;rsquo;s feeble resistance into the wound, each word buttered in mockery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;You don&amp;rsquo;t know shit about me, you don&amp;rsquo;t understand!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Why should I have to? Huh? You took everything from me! You fucking tore me from my spot and jumped in as soon as I was out.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan threw him to the ground. In a sick state of mind, he relished at how Eiji&amp;rsquo;s tiny body looked dead for a moment. It went straight back to screaming, however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Fuck you!&amp;rdquo; He said, stumbling back and leaning against the wall opposite to Logan. He shuffled through his jacket. &lt;i&gt;That fucker!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Stay the fuck away from us!&amp;rdquo; Logan demanded, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll kill you. I&amp;rsquo;ll fucking tear your heart out if you even speak to me again. Sho is mine now.&amp;rdquo; Logan would make sure Eiji heard and remembered that. &amp;ldquo;MINE!&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eiji found what he was looking for and held his gun pointed at Logan&amp;rsquo;s head, &amp;ldquo;No!&amp;rdquo; He screamed, stamping his foot and shaking his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan shook his head, &amp;ldquo;You won&amp;rsquo;t shoot me. Think about it &amp;ndash; Shoot me and you have no chance with Sho.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t want a chance with Sho!&amp;rdquo; Eiji bit his lip, &amp;ldquo;But you&amp;hellip; you don&amp;rsquo;t deserve the fucking dirt on his boots. You say you love him and then you&amp;rsquo;ll run off to dark alleyways with me without a second thought. You&amp;rsquo;re a fucking liar!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eiji was a liar too, but Sho didn&amp;rsquo;t deserve him either. Eiji had suddenly turned the events of tonight into a test for Logan. Was that how it&amp;rsquo;d started out? He didn&amp;rsquo;t think so, but it worked for the argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;You don&amp;rsquo;t understand, Eiji. There&amp;rsquo;s something a hell of a lot more complicated surrounding this.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Eiji shot him just above his right eyebrow. Logan fell back onto the ground and lay there. Eiji was shaking. Fuck. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Eiji could comprehend, Logan was back to his feet and holding the boy by the neck again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;&lt;i&gt;Something far, far more complicated.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;rdquo; Logan sneered. He pushed Eiji back into the wall. The boy was a bloody mess - slumped and swaying, his eyes wide with shock and fear, &amp;ldquo;You don&amp;rsquo;t have a dreaming chance against me.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan turned and began to walk back inside, &amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t you dare tell Sho about this or I will kill you without a second thought &amp;ndash; you&amp;rsquo;re a worthless, selfish little slut. You don&amp;rsquo;t deserve &lt;i&gt;any&lt;/i&gt; happiness. Stay away from me &amp;ndash; and stay the hell away from &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; man.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes. Part 2 later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>And so!</title>
    <published>2009-01-30T00:13:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-30T00:13:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Stayed up last night and made the twins a dress. Went to bed at 1:20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woodchipping starts at 5:30. Wakes me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to rehab at 9. Home at 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeeepy.</content>
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    <title>Fuck.</title>
    <published>2009-01-28T08:40:33Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-28T09:11:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Air conditioner just stopped working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit// Never mind. Just got it working again. The fuses all along the wall just died and the one for the air conditioner doesn't have a label on it and I was afraid to flick it back on in case it was the switch for the spaceship under out apartment ._.;</content>
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    <title>....</title>
    <published>2009-01-19T09:44:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-19T09:44:40Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Oh. My. God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won.</content>
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    <title>hiritai @ 2008-12-02T23:57:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-02T13:07:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-02T13:07:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Been thinking, and without being able to work, and with the AUD falling like lemmings... I'm not going to be able to afford bodies for my heads any time soon. Dollmore has their christmas event on, and so I can get Hiko his body for $400 including shipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I don't want to sell him, and I really, really don't, I have to, because I need to buy bodies before I can't even justify fucking $1000 aud for a body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my&amp;nbsp;DOT&amp;nbsp;Sha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.denofangels.com/forums/showthread.php?t=259647"&gt;http://www.denofangels.com/forums/showthread.php?t=259647&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>;0;</title>
    <published>2008-12-02T06:34:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-02T06:34:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There is such a thing as online grocery shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;0;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGTHANKYOUKATE&amp;nbsp;;-;</content>
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    <title>Grell Shoot!</title>
    <published>2008-11-27T06:49:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-27T06:49:24Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Hallelujah - KOKIA</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Copy paste. It was pretty hot today, and now it's raining. It's really soothing and sounds so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were taken in my bath. Submerging dolls is awesome.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4640.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4581.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4636.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Extra: &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Grell was totally putting on that sad act for today. Really, he just wanted to blow bubbles. I did let him have his fun &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4596.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4645.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I call this shot 'Submerged Sha'.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Aw, Grell. Thanks for looking! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt; Grell: *steals your shoes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really loving Grell. I'm glad I didn't sell him. He is, however, apart on my floor. I need to restring him but I am weak ._.;;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Hrmmm</title>
    <published>2008-11-27T00:02:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-27T00:02:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I woke up at about 8:20 today... but like, I was still asleep. I couldn't move or open my eyes, but I could hear my fan and birds and see the light through my eyelids. Lasted for about ten minutes and then I got up, and then I went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had a fucking weird dream.. I got a package (Andrew, si), and I'm like... trying to make sure it isn't a dream.&amp;nbsp;But I know it is. But I'm still like, pinching myself or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a weird night ;~;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&amp;nbsp;OMG. OUR&amp;nbsp;BEDROOMS&amp;nbsp;HAVE&amp;nbsp;LIGHT&amp;nbsp;NOW. No more lamps! ;0; HUZZAAAH.</content>
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    <title>hiritai @ 2008-11-26T22:12:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-26T11:13:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-26T11:13:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wew. Just woke up, man. Actually, I woke up ages ago and then went back to bed. I feel so... ~o_0~ today. So out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I read through the MWM and stared at all the houses I'd buy if I won a billion dollars. I buy like, two or three for myself, in places I like, and then houses for&amp;nbsp; my parents and friends and then some for income. Houses make everyone happy. No mortgage to worry about. It'd be sweet as. It's not my dream to own a house or anything, but if I won a lot of money like that,&amp;nbsp;I'd buy a house so I didn't have to worry about rent or a mortgage. Yeaaaaah. *-*~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&amp;nbsp;I stayed up last night doing faceups (because that's what normal people do 8D). Logan's piercing came off (rather,&amp;nbsp;I looked at him and noticed it was gone) and I promised myself I'd redo his faceup wehn that happened because I kind fo wanted to do it again but then I didn't want to take off his metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I did, he looks so much more how I imagine. Gawd, I love this doll.&amp;nbsp;I think he's the only doll I've ever own that I haven't wanted to sell yet. I am glad I sold my breakaway to keep him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got my luts order the other day, containing some boots I've been lusting over for a while now. I've been on a shoe frenzy of late, I'm starting to understand this thing you have, Mon ._. THEY&amp;nbsp;NEED&amp;nbsp;MORE&amp;nbsp;SHOES. Got some nice white loafers for Andrew in my dollmore order. And my fucking god, I want those hi-hi tops leeke has for preorder ;_; They would look so amazing on Eiji, with like, leopard skin 3/4 pants... and a metallica shirt with a leather jacket over the top. It'd be amazing. AMAAZING.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, I should have stopped ages ago, but it's like blurghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4469.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4516.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4531.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4542.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4551.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4457.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4491.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0903/Shinhwa_gOddess/SID38-Aki.jpg"&gt;I used Aki as inspiration&lt;/a&gt;, mostly because I like looking at him and he's similar to how I imagine Logan. Also bass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now am dead. &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>UPDATING.</title>
    <published>2008-11-23T15:55:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-23T15:55:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Lol, canon image browser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Quiting image browser means image browser will close!!!! ARE&amp;nbsp;YOU&amp;nbsp;SURE&amp;nbsp;YOU&amp;nbsp;WANT&amp;nbsp;TO&amp;nbsp;DO&amp;nbsp;THIS????&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, fucktard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifewise;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kate came over today, and gave me tea and timtams (which were instantly inhaled by some strange beast known only as TIMTAMSYESPRZ).&amp;nbsp;Thank you Kate ;0;  And Beck came over on friday, and made me star soup (which is now known as stars and bits soup, because san remo are retarded and can't stick with the olde times. And then we watched The Storyteller like social people. But it was very muchly enjoyable (and also delicious, due to soupstars and strawberry milk), thank you Beck &amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting to see this doctor fiend, waitingwaiting. I seem to do all right, tired wise, if I get at least 10-12 hours sleep, and don't do much during the day. If I kind of float around doing menial things, I just seem to ache and be... dopey? but not UGH&amp;nbsp;SLEEP&amp;nbsp;TIRED. I'm tired, but not sleep tired. I don't know how to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dollwise;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting on my Luts order (SUPAFAST HELL&amp;nbsp;YEAH) to arrive tomorrow, and with any luck (lol) my Lee Jun Ki head should also be here tomorrow or tuesday. I need to somehow muster up the UGHDEAD to get to the post office tomorrow to mail off the shit I couldn't mail on saturday because my back card was retarded.&amp;nbsp;SRSLY, I was at the bank to activate it, and I even changed the pin and all that wank. But can I use it? Fuck that shit. I need to ring up tomorrow and have a lovely chat with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put my (ALL&amp;nbsp;MINE) Sha up for sale a few days ago... and like, got him out today (i.e. put his head on his body) and changed his eyes and wig (to Atus's nonetheless &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;) and now I've decided not to sell him. I'm having a lot of trouble with him, as far as a personality or name or anything goes. I've disassociated myself with him in attempt to not think of him as Neil. He's looking fucking awesome and smirky now, sitting beside me in my bed (I need a smaller bed, I feel so tiny ._.;; ) And gawd, lol Beck, I didn't realise how pink he was was when you got him until I put the call me hands on him XD Holy fuck. But damn dod resin yellows nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, because I'm a freak and sleep at weird hours (I sleep when I'm tired, and my body seems to cope better. Don't ask, it works.) I took some pics of mah sha. Who is no longer Neil, or Vae, or anyone, really. I was thinking of calling him something weird, like Spike, or &lt;em&gt;Grell&lt;/em&gt;. But not Spike. But like that in weirdness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then part of me would still like to sell him, so I can have a body for both Hayden and Andrew... but I dunnoooo... I like him too much now. I do this to myself. Why do i get so attached to these things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pics aren't so great. They're all the same, but that's what lying in your bed with a lamp, a doll, and some sort of debilitating sickness is all about. Really, I shouldn't have to make excuses. Fuck y'all,&amp;nbsp;I can take shit photos if I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4205.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4205.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4243.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4243.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4213.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4213.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a lovely profile &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4236.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4236.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4273.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4273.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4191.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4191.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&amp;amp;W. Dunnnnnooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4287.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4287.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there he is, lying on my squishy cushion, behind him is my duck pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think he needs enormous pointy ears. Ugh,&amp;nbsp;I need to get better so I don't have to sell shit to make money. Someone pay me to sleep, plz. I seem to be good at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep time - What a great idea! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Weeee!</title>
    <published>2008-11-22T00:51:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-22T00:51:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">HAPPY&amp;nbsp;BIRTHDAY CLAIRE! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have a wonderful day! *hugs*</content>
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    <title>hiritai @ 2008-11-19T16:50:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-19T05:53:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-19T05:53:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Copy and paste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this cat in a different skin tone and... when I actually have a body for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's from the most recent batch (October) in the Volks NS (he's on an oldskin DOT body here, which is actually a decent match XD But he matches my roommates School C perfectly) and will come with the faceup shown in the pics (done by me). He will not come with eyes or wig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note that the head cap resin does not match the rest of him, and it doesn't entirely fit. It came to me like this, but it doesn't affect functionality, and you certainly can't see it with a wig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking $208 ($160+$40+$8), which includes international shipping via EMS, and paypal fees. If you're in Australia, PM me and I'll give you another quote for shipping. I would prefer not to do a layaway, and I'm not interested in trades atm ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://s510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_3448.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://s510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_3442.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feedback is hiritai on ebay and DoA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please email me (hiritai at gmail dot com) if you are interested, thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Ash's grandparents tonight, for a nice baked dinner *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to make lots of thank you cards.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Bloopitydooo</title>
    <published>2008-11-18T09:02:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-18T09:02:29Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Jelly Pool - V</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This was a big ramble in my head, but I'm posting pics and I can only do so much at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mon came over. Made me very happy and such.&amp;nbsp;Sankyuu Mon, and I'm sorry my bird was picking on you/at you/biting you :&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tired, can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;- Took photos but camera battery ran out. Having a doll couch means I only look adventurous and varied with my doll suits.&amp;nbsp;Really, it means I'm lying on the floor 8D&lt;br /&gt;- Bought a Lee Jun Ki head. Bought his eyes yesterday, and I'll nab his wig on Monday, plus some eyelashes. I'm obsessing over the eyelashes, he needs pretty eyelashes or I might just die. I've also decided on light blonde for his hair, not white or milk. Blonde itself is pretty damn pale, so light blonde must be really light, which is good. I want to do this albinism thing right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've written quite a bit on Andrew and Merdoch, did anyone want me to post it here? Sadly there's no sex, but it's certainly homoerotic... which is always nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pics of Hayden on the couch. I went nuts with changing his expression, but eh.&amp;nbsp;I'm beyond caring what people think these days. Shit, I like to have fun with my dolls. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_3901.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_3901.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_3938.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_3938.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_3950.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_3950.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_3949.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_3949.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_3961.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_3961.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;I love this one ;~;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_3994.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_3994.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_3981.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_3981.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4005.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_4005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, look. He's &lt;strike&gt;attractive&lt;/strike&gt;awake &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extra;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_3886.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_3886.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I have to put up with?&amp;nbsp;Fucker lies all over my box couch, looking adorable. Ugh,&amp;nbsp;I love him ;0;&lt;br /&gt;Also, observe my backdrop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_3883.jpg" alt="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s346/justmurder/IMG_3883.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a reason he's my favourite, and it's certainly not because other people like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the story of Hayden on the couch, and Aeryn raping his face in photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww, and I bet he snores too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Selling stuff!</title>
    <published>2008-11-17T23:54:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-17T23:54:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Pants: &lt;a href="http://www.denofangels.com/forums/showthread.php?t=256563"&gt;http://www.denofangels.com/forums/showthread.php?t=256563&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wigs and eyes: &lt;a href="http://www.denofangels.com/forums/showthread.php?t=256560"&gt;http://www.denofangels.com/forums/showthread.php?t=256560&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goggles: &lt;a href="http://www.denofangels.com/forums/showthread.php?t=256553"&gt;http://www.denofangels.com/forums/showthread.php?t=256553&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm selling my Sha, probably, and possibly Atsu's head (I want him in a different resin, so if someone got a leeke NS Yujin and want to swap it for a volks NS Yujin or Ryu, lemme know!</content>
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