Darn me and my slow crappy CGing. x.x; Ah, more dosage of yaoi. And it's
PINK!! : rubs eyes getting blinded : Well, my computer crashed in February and I missed Valentine's Day. So, I had to do it now. Having a bunch of other pics to do, it was severely delayed to. . . today. heh Sorry about that. But. . . eh, here it is.
Looks like they're emitting some poison aura.

Haha
Aoi's emitting aura that'll sting anyone who goes near Ryo. lol
Ah, but what would Ryo do to Aoi? Aoi's. . . pretty flirtatious you know. He'll just wander off sweet talking girls or guys. Ryo better keep him on a collar, no? ( that would be nice to draw. lol )
- Aoi -
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
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Technology. Making better, better. Onwards, upwards - any way, but backwards. Tapping Progress on the shoulder and saying "More Forwards please!"
Thank you soo much for the kind words and all the luv and hearts and plushies! that's sooo sweet! *wonders where she's gonna put all the plushies now hehe* and I'm working on the story more now and I'm going to post up more when I feel I have enough to post. Thank you soo much for reading it! *bows deeply*
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All my clubs at my journal on my page heh.
LOVE THY POCKY! :iconpocky-no-otaku: Worship it! bwahhaa!
:iconeyulra:
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All my clubs at my journal on my page heh.
LOVE THY POCKY! :iconpocky-no-otaku: Worship it! bwahhaa!
:iconeyulra:
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"I hope the exist is joyful and I hope never to return"
~Frida
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Thanks for the comment and the devwatch!
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By the stubbing of my thumb, something stupid this way come... [link]
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" In order to not be touched, I don't touch.
Gradually I begin to not feel anything real."
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