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NEW WEBSITE and ARTISTIC ID!!! - Please readHi, I'm Ireal, now Kaoyux.
( +fav this journal if you want to keep the links or check them all later. Too much info )
I've been thinking about a new artistic ID for so many reasons since long ago (I hope you get used to my new name soon ^^)
I just wanted to inform you all that I closed my Crimson Garden website (the Censored version) and re-designed it. The link also changed, so please, if you already saved it in the past add the new one to your bookmars and delete the previous one.
I really love the new Crimson Garden design. It looks clean and simple, you'll see :iconmonkeyloveplz:
Also I want to take this opportunity to share a LIST of my other links, my "Networking" links, since I already changed a few accounts too. Keep in mind I'll not use my old Ireal or Ireal70 accounts anymore. They are already INACTIVE.
Please feel free to add me or follow me here:
CRIMSON GARDEN Website
Bought-Wished Doujin List (SasoDei) Aaaaaaah I've bought lately a few more SasoDei wonders
Here you are a list about doujins I already have and the ones that I would like to get. If you are a fan of this couple, I wanna know the SasoDei doujins you also have. Also if you have some doujin that I don't have, plz tell me :iconbigbrowplz:
DOUJINS I ALREADY BOUGHT
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Doujinshi: CONTRAIL 【再録本】
- This book contains the following doujinshis inside:
1. KAZAANA || 2. SUPER NOVA || 3. Newly written for this doujinshi ( 20 pages)
Author: もののけ捕縛部隊 (MONONOKE HOBAKUBUTAI)
Pages: 76 ( all man
Deidara's Story Ch.6Chapter 6: Reminiscence
It was awkward, yet amusing. How did...no, how could he have managed to do that to himself? Sasori opened a small door like panel on the right side of his chest, containing nothing but chakra. The blond stared into it...pure chakra. Next to that, it seemed to be...his heart. Pulsing veins surrounded it. Deidara averted his gaze from the puppet body, fixing his deep blue eye into the murderous brown ones of Sasori's. He looked calm, but bored as usual.
"Anyway~," The red head sighed into his sentence. "Is that curiousity still lingering about on what's in my basement?" Deidara nodded in reply, Sasori making his way to the basement with Dei right behind him.
As the puppet clicked the door open, he flicked a switch, which turned on many lights, to reveal what seemed like a whole warehouse of puppets... Puppets that resembled elderly men and women, adults...even children and babies. There was even this puppet that was completely identical to the sandaime Kaze
Valentine's Day Fun Contest-Winners!The winners have been decided!
Sorry for the wait, I was a little busy with midterms and then spring break, but the top three have finally been decided and the votes were unanimous for the first place winner.
Also, I think our 4th and 5th place entries also deserve another look
Another big thank you to all who participated and shared your wonderful artwork, it was clear how much love you had for your favorite pairings to create such beautiful work and it was very hard to pick just three. I hope you will continue to participate in future contests here
Congrats to the winners. Please claim your prizes by sending a note to each donator.
Also, if anyone else would like to donate prizes to our awesome winners, please do
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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