WARNING: Rated between R and NC17, for sexytiems and shark teeth. Or something. IDEK.

( There's blood under your nails that's hidden by the polish... )

[The video feed switches on, and in view is a red-headed youth who looks for all the world like he'd just rolled out of bed, with disheveled hair and half-lidded eyes. That's just the initial impression, however, as his gaze is sharp and his expression, aloof. At his back, gnarled bark fills the frame, suggesting he's standing in the shadow of a ( Read more... )

Warning: Passive-aggressiveness, and essentially a rather creative temper tantrum follow.

( [There, on the screen, a teenage boy seated on a rock, in what looks like a rather nice backyard, with a small pond and a little zen garden. He is dressed neatly in an off-white sweater vest over a white short-sleeved dress shirt, a black tie, and black dress-pants.

His notebook is open in his lap, and in his hand, there is a black pen. Black, for objectivity, and that is very important, today. More important than anything else.] )

R to NC-17 for sex, references to violence, adult subject matter.

( The brief erasure of the self )

[The video feed starts suddenly but without any attendant fuss or noise - as though the hitomi has been nudged gently into life by careless fingers. As indeed it has. But there's nothing to see on the screen except for a canopy of leaves, newly budded and still brightly-coloured; above those a flawless blue sky with faint wisps of cloud drifting ( Read more... )