Which means I will get round to posting stuff.
And I'm happy to do requests. If anyone actually wants one. [I have absolutely no ideas whatsoever]
So.... yeah. Not dead. Probably back for a while. Gimme your thoughts.


Rain.People have forgotten the beauty of rain. Grey and bleak it may be, but being in it is one of the single most invigorating experiences in existence. Whether its that first icy little drop from a timid solitary cloud, or the thousandth in a long line from a sky of pure dark life; every one can make your skin shimmer and your eyes overflow. Everyone is equal in a rainstorm. Faces spatters with tears if they want it or not, every emotion has the same outcome. A grin with a glisten on its cheek. A sob choking out a river. You cant tell. People seem to experience a unanimous and communal sorrow. A sorrow so deep, and so fresh that lifeRain.


Final One, I promise.I'm Dreaming Of A Quite ChristmasFinal One, I promise.
It was Christmas Eve. Misa sat normally in the corner, sipping sickening eggnog.
She looked at the loving shoe hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, L had hung it there, just before they looked at each other seductively and then fell into each other's arms and hit each other's hair.
If only I hadn't been so weird, Misa thought, pouring a hateful amount of rum into her eggnog. Then L might not have got so normal and left me all alone at Christmas time. She wiped away a sunny tear and held her toe in her hand.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the


Drabble Again.On a sensational and blinding morning, L sat in a bowl. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His hand ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Light to love someone with a lovely foot?Drabble Again.
Predatory, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a handsome awesome magic, all on a summer's day. I wish my Light would sit me, in his own inspiring way..."
"Do you?" Light sat down beside L and put his hand on L's leg. "I think that could be arranged."
L gasped amusingly. "But what about my lovely foot?"
"I like it," Light said seduct


Drabble.Light: But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the screen, and L is the iguana. Arise, loving iguana, and kick the true strawberry. See, how he leans his head upon his finger! O, that I were a glove upon that finger, That I might touch that head!Drabble.
L: O Light, Light! wherefore art thou Light? What's in a name? That which we call a tongue By any other name would smell as mad Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like a rainbow that casts a happy glow over all the land" And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st, Thou mayst prove wonderfu


After the Argument - DialogueIanto.After the Argument - Dialogue
Nooo
Ianto.
Ianto.
No.
Ianto.
Go away, Jack.
Are you still angry with me?
What do you think?
I said I was sorry.
So?
So, you should forgive me.
After what you said? I think not.
I said I was kidding.
Yeah. But I wasnt.
But-


An abrupt injuryJack closed the door of Iantos apartment. He sighed, closed his eyes and leaned against it. He opened his eyes and searched for his lover. He didnt see Ianto and it was weird because the younger man had left an hour before Jack had. Finally Jack saw Ianto. Bathroom door was open and young man was sitting on the edge of the bath tub covering his forehead with his hand. Immediately the captain realized something was wrong.An abrupt injury
-What happened? Jack asked concerned.
-I slipped in the bathroom, Ianto answered and sounded embarrassed.
Jack could have laughed at that. After everything they had survived


It's SnowingIts Snowing!It's Snowing
Ianto! Its snowing!
The words were spoken with such intensity that I awoke quickly from my blissfully dreaming state. With my conscious mind still slowly sludging itself into wakefulness the words made no sense, but the tone had woken me instantly and had me reaching under my pillow for the gun that was always kept there.
Jacks hands grabbed mine, however, to keep them from further fumbling for the weapon as the words started to make sense to my muddled brain. Its snowing, sir?
My voice was thick with sleep and with a few blinks I
Also; OMG HELLO. Sorry for deh spam, but I MISS YOOOOUUUUUU.S
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Sexy was born in 1901. His names Edward Cullen.
NaruSasuNaru. Why must their automatic sexuality be straight?
I own a library... I have a head of my own thoughts.
~yaoi-utopia-heaven
I MUST HEAR NAO.
S'alright. I miss you toooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
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tread softly, because you tread on my dreams.
YAY *cudle*
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Sexy was born in 1901. His names Edward Cullen.
NaruSasuNaru. Why must their automatic sexuality be straight?
I own a library... I have a head of my own thoughts.
~yaoi-utopia-heaven
*cuddles back*
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tread softly, because you tread on my dreams.
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Sexy was born in 1901. His names Edward Cullen.
NaruSasuNaru. Why must their automatic sexuality be straight?
I own a library... I have a head of my own thoughts.
~yaoi-utopia-heaven
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The . A n y t h i n g . D e a t h . N o t e . G o e s . Fanclub!
. T h e . L a r g e s t . D e a t h . N o t e . C l u b . O n . d A .
Moo.
^-^
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tread softly, because you tread on my dreams.
someone actually likes our merlin doodles!! XD
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We'll take the whole shebang! X]
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[ Wild Wild Griff - For the Greater Good ]
..Don't expect life to be fair..
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(There used to be a witty sentence here but it joined a union and went on strike)
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