Oooooooh lawdy
You can pose the adorable little skanks, and the clothes are made of actual fabric (aka removeable lol)
You know I want them.
D: too bad its over 9000 dollars.
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Even so, I do want it... I might actually buy the little sluts.
... If not, I'll just get the new L and Raito plushies at the animu convention.
In other news, poor Yuki (my mouse) died a couple of days ago. While my friends were over. Poor thing. I was too freaked out to take her body out. j3j I had a friend do it for me... Yee! I'm such a bad person! Making people deal with my dead pets! How irresponsible!
And I gained a new love for the fanfiction "my immortal" by XXXbloodyrists666XXX
I'm sure you all know of it as the "plan nine from outer space" of fanfictions. This ones modern, so it's even more delicious.
Fave quote:
"And then…………… suddenly just as I Draco kissed me passionately. Draco climbed on top of me and we started to make out keenly against a tree. He took of my top and I took of his clothes. I even took of my bra. Then he put his thingie into my you-know-what and we did it for the first time."
HE PUT HIS GOPHER INTO HER ICE CREAM CONE! HOT!!!
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D:
~Toodles
~*Pandora*~
When Tsuke first entered the doors of my home, the first thing he did was get on his knees and tried to unzip the fly of my jeans. I pulled away from him and asked him why he did that. He remained on his knees, with an emotionless expression on his face, he muttered, “Isn’t that why you bought a broken pet like me?”
Naturally, I was confused, but felt an extreme sense of pity for Tsuke. I knew that he had been brought into the shelter I adopted him from after someone found him half alive. His tail was almost completely cut off, and he had several scars all over his body. His neck was branded with the dotted cross, a sign from S.A.G.E. All I really knew is that Tsuke had suffered from a hate crime which left him physically and mentally scarred. At the time, that was my assumption for his low self-esteem.
As time went on, Tsuke still remained as quiet as ever. Only speaking when he needed to. I would try to ask more personal questions, but he would always answer, “That’s not important.” While Tsuke was easy to take care of and never gave me any trouble, my house felt just as empty as it was before I got Tsuke.
One night , I came home to the sound of screaming and things being broken coming from my room. When I went up, I found Tsuke scratching open the mattress of my bed. My entire room was in disarray. When he saw me, he immediately ran to attack me. Fortunately I was stronger than he was, and managed to restrain him. I asked him why he was behaving like he was. He told me he couldn’t take living as a pet anymore. He told me about how he felt pathetic and humiliated, not being able to do anything. At that point he stopped fighting. I was surprised at how Tsuke was suddenly showing emotion. I asked, “If that was bothering you so much, why didn’t you tell me before?” Instead of answering, he glared at me, and ran out the door. It was snowing that night, so I wasn’t able to find him.
It took me a week of searching to find Tsuke. When I did finally find him, he looked as if he were on the verge of death. He looked like he hadn’t eaten since he ran off, and was too tired to run away from me. He passed out in my car as I drove him home.
After that incident, Tsuke acted completely different around me. He tried to avoid me, and whenever I managed to get to talk to him, he would become flustered and would always mumble very quietly. I hardly ever understood what he said. When I asked him if he was behaving like he was because he felt guilty for running off or destroying my room, he started apologizing over and over, then would run away. Before, he usually seemed very unemotional. But after I brought him home, he always had a sad or scared look on his face. I started wondering if I had frightened him in some way.
Finally, a couple months later, when I was sleeping in my room, I was awakened by the sound of my door opening. I heard footsteps approach my bed, and felt something sit on the end. I opened my eyes and found Tsuke. He appeared to be shivering and I could hear labored breathing. He crawled over to me, until he was on all fours, right above me.
“What’s the matter Tsuke?” I asked groggily, still tired.
“Fuck me.” He whispered.
“Excuse me?”
“F---Fuck me, Gabriel.” Tsuke repeated.
“I already told you, you don’t have to---”
“I want to!” Tsuke cried out, as if in pain, “Please, just once. I need to feel good.”
I don’t know why I didn’t protest. I wasn’t gay or into hybrids. I could have told him that, or I could have pushed him off the bed, hell, I could have even kicked him out. But instead I murmured,
“I can‘t do it without protection.”
That was the smartest thing I could say at the time, because in my sleepy mind, I decided that since I wouldn’t sleep with someone who didn’t use condoms, that I could get Tsuke away.
“I have condoms and lube in my room”
As he went to get everything, I wondered what I was getting myself into. I asked myself if I was really going to go through with this. Before I could really start to think, Tsuke came back.
“Err. Kind of a habit of mine, just in case.”
I opened my mouth to say something, but felt my words replaced with his lips. Suddenly my very cluttered mind became blank. For a few moments, he didn’t part, it was just our lips touching, but it made my body go numb. Once he broke the gentle kiss, I found myself a different person. Before I was a normal, heterosexual man who really desired anyone or anything sexually before. In fact, I sometimes wondered if the only reason I called myself heterosexual was because I simply couldn’t believe I was asexual. But then, after Tsuke kissed me, I felt decades of repressed sexuality finally break free from it’s imprisonment. I wanted Tsuke in the worst way possible. I grabbed the back of Tsukes head and hungrily claimed his wet, hot mouth. As if they had a mind of their own, my arms moved down Tsukes body. Very quickly kisses and feeling cloth wasn’t enough to satisfy my sexual appetite. I got up and moved me and Tsuke into a sitting position. I was still kissing him. Only stopping to remove his shirt. I felt his skin. I could feel the scars from when he was attacked by S.A.G.E, but his skin that wasn’t scarred was surprisingly soft. I ran my palm across his chest, stopping at one of his nipples. I rubbed and pinched at it. Making Tsuke moan softly into my mouth. I broke from our kiss and began sucking and nipping at his neck. I moved down slowly to the nipple I had been playing with earlier. I never really sucked a guys tit before. So at first it was a bit strange. Tsuke had a rather feminine body type, he had no chest hair, it was a bit like sucking on a very flat girl. As I licked and played with his nipples, Tsuke started pulling at my shirt.
“Suck my cock, Gabriel.”
I looked up at Tsuke nervously. Since it was dark, and he couldn’t see the worried expression on my face, he used the pause to his advantage and pulled off my top.
“Erm… Tsuke… I…”
“You never sucked off a guy before? I assumed just as much. Here…” He pushed me onto my back, then turned around and took off my pants. His crotch was inches away from my face. Only a thin piece of fabric separated me from his dick.
“Just do what I do.”
I swallowed, and pulled down his shorts. Tsukes penis was surprisingly big for someone of his stature. He was already pretty hard, and I was pretty sure I could smell precum off of it. I let out a gasp as I felt Tsukes cold fingers wrap around my cock. I shyly did the same. He kissed the very tip of my penis, then started licking and sucking it. I tried to copy him, but as I got hard, I found it difficult to do the exact same thing, though it didn’t seem to matter for Tsuke. I could feel his erection twitching in my mouth as I bobbed my head up and down his shaft.
Every so often Tsuke would run his tongue across just the right spot, and I would stop working on his dick. This happened so frequently that Tsuke got up, moved me to the end of the bed, and sucked me off. It didn’t take long before I could feel myself getting close to my climax.
“T---Tsuke, stop.” I groaned. Tsuke pulled out.
“You wanna come inside me?”
“God yes…” I moaned. I didn’t know what had come over me. Suddenly I wanted to fuck Tsuke more than anything.