My computer crashed recently and I lost all my 10051 and 10069 doujinshi I had found on here. I went back through tags and got the majority but there was a few with dead links or that I couldn't get. I'd greatly appreciate it if anyone could upload the following..

10051- Fuzzy Set, -sb-, Quiz, and Coffee+LCD
10069- Mori no Nakama Tachi

Also if anyone has any other 10051 doujinshi besides the one's mentioned above and Oc. and Bye Bye Thank You, I'd love to see it as well.


Thanks in advance!

20.// Gundam00.
07.// Amatsuki.
05.// Baccano!.
06.// Death Note.
08.// Hetalia Axis Powers.
04.// Jigoku Shoujo.
08.// K-ON!.
04.// Karneval.
04.// Katekyo Hitman Reborn!.
05.// Kuroshitsuji.
04.// Maria†Holic.
04.// pixiv Girls.
04.// Umineko no Naku Koro ni.
07.// Unknown.
06.// Vampire Knight
08.// Vocaloid.
12.// Misc. (Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei, Persona 3&4, Pandora Hearts, Air Gear, D.Gray-man, Nabari no Ou, Soul Eater, Naruto, Needless, Eureka7.)

117.// Total.

Title - The Last Night
Author - BelovedMikaila
Rating - PG-13, to be safe
Pairing - Implied Yamamoto x Genkishi
Warnings - Angst, OOC-ness, Character Death. Mainly angst.
Summary - They say waiting is the hardest part.

Her touch...

Funny Sunny Day by SxOxU

FULL version : www.megaupload.com/?d=3UDDT2NR

This is a Spain Argentina pic spam. There are 90 plus pictures of sexy men and a few of Maradona. Enjoy. Hold on to your panties.
(a laughed at both of these)





( Adidas moves 2 steps foward and 1 step back )

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Little girl, as car alarm goes off when she passes by: What was that?
Older sister: Oh, don't worry, it was probably me.
Little girl: Psh! You're not that hot!

--26th St & 1st Ave

Overheard by: Lara

Andy Barron will swap a playing shirt for a more formal piece of white clothing when the reality of life kicks in today and he goes back to his office job at Westpac.

The 28-year-old Wellington midfielder is one of four amateur players in the New Zealand All Whites and played a key defensive role as a substitute in Saturday's World Cup qualifier against Bahrain, just down the road at Westpac Stadium.

( From one Westpac to another )

*************

Normally, in the course of life, Australians like nothing better than beating New Zealand at sport, and generally watching New Zealand lose, even when they're playing countries we couldn't care less about. In the last week or so though, a lot of Australians, myself included, have got on board Team New Zealand in their bid to qualify for the World Cup next year.

I watched the match with some friends on Saturday night, and we were all completely excited for the All Whites making it to South Africa! I find it amazing that they did this with a squad containing amateur players. Are there any other teams competing at this level that aren't completely made up of professional players??

They may not be the most glamorous or skillful team out there, and honestly, will struggle to make an impact at the World Cup next year, but it's still a nice underdog story in a week of pretty crummy football news...

Hi people,

This is a very sad time in my life in that my mother is very sick and possibly near to death. She seems to be feeling contemplative and I wondered if anyone could recommend any prose books or poems (books being my preference) that deal eloquently and philosophically with the subject of either severe illness or the reaper. They're for me not her. I want to try to understand her frame of mind as much as possible.

Thanks,

Sophie.

x

I have about 3 or more request for translating Lal's song in my journal and since I found some time to do it, so here it is.

Lal Mirch - Burning Prayer

Anyway, enjoy!

Artist: azirae
Rating: PG16
Pairings: Urahara/Mayuri, Shuuhei/Akon, Shunsui/Ukitake, Nel, Orihime
Warnings: More top-nakedness. Implied throws of passion or something.
Description: And another Spam Dump

Bleach +10 doodles

CLICK ON THE VERY HAPPY COUPLE

(couldn't come up with an appropriate preview)

x-posted to: shun_uki, kurosaki_clinic

I take off my hands and I give them to you but you don't
want them, so I take them back
and put them on the wrong way, the wrong wrists ...
... A stone on the path means the tea's not ready,
a stone in the hand means somebody's angry, the stone inside you still
hasn't hit bottom.

Richard Siken, Seaside Improvisation

I'm new to the community but I do enjoy Gurren Lagann! I became so obsessed that I decided to make a Gurren Lagann hoodie.....

( >w< )

♥ With matchsticks Grandfather built his fragile defences against all the sorrows and difficulties of his life, with a little glue to bind them he was able to construct a kind of contentment.

♥ Their home, a building divided into many small flats, was called Sirkin House. What a tiny little place their fraction of it must have been. Pokey-home. Poxy-home. How inappropriate it is that their love, so huge a thing as it felt to them, could fit within so paltry a container. A thousand, thousand rooms, a palace the size of Versailles in France would have seemed a little more adequate to house the limitlessness of their adoration. But love, how extraordinary this is, does not generally require large quantities of space.

♥ Let us turn instead to Louis himself, for he is invariably there, or at least his body is - his mind travels increasingly longer distances until one day, surely not far from now, it will never come back.

♥ There are many people on this earth who believe the earth to be solid, who trust the surface that they step upon every day and trust it so implicitly that they scarcely even think of it. Terra firma they call it. But the earth is not to be trusted. There is a mighty subterranean engine beneath us and sometimes that engine vibrates and in those vibrations can be heard a roar, a roar of something that will dismiss any faith in that ground beneath our feet. Cracks open and from somewhere down below terror pours out.

♥ Suddenly, with each new morning, with each new minute more precious than ever before, came a strange bravery. The quake had tried to teach us that we had little control over ourselves, that we were insignificant and flimsy; but some Entrallans rebelled from that lesson. In those days it was possible to see people wandering about the city suddenly stop dead with a vast smirk on their face, stick out their tongues or raise their fingers in a salute of derision and yell (either down at the ground or up at the sky, depending on whether they were religious or not), filled with this new boldness: 'Give that to your hunchback daughter!' And afterwards they might run off to murder procrastination. Yes, now timid people, who without the earthquake might ever have remained so, proclaimed love to shocked friends or neighbours or bust into their offices and, filled with a flowing inspiration that sped them onwards, became great achievers - freed from their chains of shyness. There was a great sense of doing in the city then; the prostitutes in the Sex District were exhausted...

♥ I've always found libraries sexual places. I cannot say why exactly. Perhaps it is because there are so many other people sitting around quietly, and it is a good place to people-watch, and because it is often easier to spend time dreaming up imaginary romances with people just a few desks away from you, who seem so reachable, than to return to the second chapter of a five-hundred-page volume. Perhaps it is because all that studying makes me feel hungry, and that hunger turns to another type of hunger. Perhaps it is because all that silence seems so peculiar and suggestive. Or perhaps it's because of the warmth inside libraries, a warmth which makes so many people fall asleep, sprawled on top of tolerant sentences. Perhaps it's simply watching those people in the intimacy of sleep, which generally they do under covers, behind closed doors, that now I feel I've been given a privileged view of something so private, something that lovers see.

♥ Learning to ride a bike, once you have changed out of your post office uniform into something less sacred and once the saddle and the handle bars of the bicycle have been raised to their highest setting, contains the following ingredients: uncertainty, fear, perseverance, trust (in the teacher), betrayal (when the teacher first lets go of the bicycle), believe in the possibility of it, an intuitive understanding of the laws of gravity, desperation, exhilaration and plasters.

♥ It is simply a fact that some people long to travel the entire world, and do not flinch from nights in wild forests or from the heat of the desert or from the anger of a tempest. It is simply a fact that some men long to climb the loftiest of mountains, others to explore the harshness of Antarctica, others still to circumnavigate the world in hot-air balloons. Why do they do it? For the challenge, we are expected to believe. And the newspapers and the journalists will not shut up about these people. But there are other, more modest people, whom for the most part the journalists avoid, who are frightened to step out into a street. It is a fact that it is too challenging for them. They cannot do it. This latter group of people, who almost always exist in solitude, are so panicked by the world that they close themselves up inside houses, inside rooms, and never leave again. The longer they stay inside the harder it is for them to peer out; they may be brave enough at first to touch door handles but very soon it will be impossible for them to turn them.

~~Alva & Irva by Edward Carey.

I'm searching for pictures of the seasonal character stick posters that came out sometime last year, if I remember correctly. Found them! Thanks, artisthistorian !

They include images like this (Gokudera/summer) and this (Mukuro+Chrome/spring).
In particular, I'm looking for Mukuro's autumn image and Gokudera and Yamamoto under the kotatsu.

Thanks for your help!

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Hipster #1: Oh look, a Boston Terrier!
Hipster #2: Boston Terriers are so last year...

--Bedford, Williamsburg

⌈ Secret Post #1046 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.

101.

( More! )

Notes:

THIS goes into effect starting with Submissions Post 151, as secrets were posted before the poll went up last week.

Secrets Left to Post: 15 pages, 353 secrets from Secret Submission Post #150.
Secrets Not Posted: [ 1 - broken links ], [ 1 2- not!secrets ], [ 0 - not!fandom ], [
1 2 3 4 5 6 - too big ], [ 0 - repeat ].
Current Secret Submissions Post: here.
Suggestions, comments, and concerns should go here.

Does anyone know whether or not there is a version of Season 2 ending theme Trust You that is sung in English?I love the song,but would love to hear an English version of it.Are there any plans to release that song in English?Can anyone help me!

"The best thing for being sad," replied Merlin, beginning to puff and blow, "is to learn something. That's the only thing that never fails. You may grow old and trembling in your anatomies, you may lie awake at night listening to the disorder of your veins, you may miss your only love, you may see the world about you devastated by evil lunatics, or know your honour trampled in the sewers of baser minds. There is only one thing for it then — to learn. Learn why the world wags and what wags it. That is the only thing which the mind can never exhaust, never alienate, never be tortured by, never fear or distrust, and never dream of regretting. Learning is the only thing for you. Look what a lot of things there are to learn."