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AFTER BEING RICH ON CONTESTS FOR GRAPHIC, ARTISTS, VIDE0 MAKING, WE DECIDED THAT IT'S TIME TO MAKE A CONTEST FOR PEOPLE WHO LOVE TO WRITE. THIS M0NTH WE WILL HAVE A NEW THEME SET AND IT'S -"YOURS TRULY". YOU HAVE TO PRESENT YOUR MASTERPIECE, WHICH DESCRIBES LOVE BETWEEN TWO MALES. IT'S UP TO YOU HOW YOU WILL INTERPRET "YOURS TRULY". SO SHOW US YOUR IMAGINATION!

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• MINIMUM 400 WORDS, MAXIMUM 600 WORDS.
  
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• NO RACISM, NO RELIGIOUS TOPICS, NO ANIMAL/CHILD ABUSE.
  
• LOVE MUST BE BETWEEN TWO MALES.
  
• TITLE OF THE STORY IS UP TO YOU.
  
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Y O . g f X . s T A f F

[Silverwyn]

I'll Always Be, Yours Truly

Word Count: 550

 

 

Dear Jay,

 

Meeting you was probably the happiest and saddest day of my life. I was so happy to have met my soulmate

that my heart soared to the highest peaks and tasted candy clouds, only to nosedive and splatter across the pavement when you wanted nothing to do with me simply for being a man. You probably didn’t realize how much that hurt. Of course I have only myself to blame. I simply smiled like I always do. It’s the perfect mask for the pain. If I’m smiling everything must be okay right? It was the greatest lie I ever told and I never even said a word. I think I regret it now.

 

I smile as I watch you flirt with those women. You probably think I’m fine, if you pay me any mind at all.

In truth I hate to see it. I wish you would even just talk to me. I don’t miss the way you frown when you see me. You turn to avoid me as our paths cross. You probably don’t know I’ve never dated. I’ve never touched a person intimately, or tasted another person’s lips. I was always waiting for you. My Soulmate.

 

I used to be terrified I’d never meet my soulmate. Now I wish I never had. The sensations I feel just

brushing hands with you. The way I feel when you’re close to me. I’ll never feel that around anyone else, though heaven knows I’ll be craving and searching for it the rest of my life and never find it. Sometimes I tell myself I’d be happy if we could just be friends. Soulmates don’t have to be lovers right? But that lie is probably as bad as my smile.

 

I write this letter because it’s the only way I know how to convey how I truly feel. The only way I can show

what’s really behind my smile. I wish you would just give me a chance. Just one chance to show you who I am. One chance to change your mind. To make you realize we would be perfect together.

 

I wish you were truly mine, because I will forever and always be;

Yours Truly,

Hiroshi Tadashi

 

With a small, secretive smile, the redhead crumpled the letter and tossed it in the trash. He’d never given it to Jay. It was like the whole universe had conspired to make sure Jay would never get it. But hindsight being 20/20, it was probably for the best. He was just a little baffled at finding it now of all times.

 

“Come on Hiro, aren’t you finished packing that last box? The movers are ready to go- What? Why are you smiling like that?”

 

“What are you talking about? I’m always smiling.”

 

“Yes, but not like that.”

 

“I just really love you and I’m glad we’re finally together Jay. I’m glad you’re finally mine.”

 

“Am I yours? Truly?”

 

“You better be you dolt. Otherwise I'm leaving the rest of the moving and all the unpacking to you.”

 

“Haha, I’m kidding. I’m yours, truly. Forever and Always.”

 

Hiro paused to watch Jay walk out as he considered his strange choice of words.

 

Could he have..?

No, there's no way.

 

Shaking his head, Hiro grabbed the last box and followed him out.

 

 

[Shafa3]

Heres im entry! Word count is 603 >.

 

 

Coffee & Kisses

 

He probably wasn't coming.

 

Eric sighed, for what must've been the umptheth time. Reluctantly, he took a sip from his now cold coffee.

 

Had he been stood up once again?

 

He wouldn't be surprised if he had. After all, Gabriel was that kind of person. And after Eric had confessed to him on the day of their graduation, Gabriel seemed to be keen on making sure he regretted his confession.

 

 

“Excuse me? Is this seat taken?”

 

 

A voice suddenly interrupted his train of thoughts. Looking up, Eric was speechless to see none other than Gabriel, in a green and red turtleneck sweater, lush brown locks crowning his head.

Eyes twinkling like gems, Gabriel’s plum lips stretched into a smile as he took the chair opposite to Eric’s and sat down.

 

A second passed.

Then two.

 

 

 

“So..?”

 

“So what?”

 

“Why on earth are you so late Gab? I almost left, thinking you'd stood me up!”

 

 

Chuckling, Gabriel replied in a sing song voice,

 

 

“ I just wanted to see, how long you were gonna wait~”

 

“What??”

 

Eric could only stare warily as Gabriel hailed a waiter and requested a hot Mocha. When he left, Gabriel’s gaze returned to Eric and suddenly hardened.

 

 

“Listen, Ric….”

 

 

Piqued by the sudden change in Gabriel's usually playful tone, Eric stared at him. Gabriel’s eyes were downcast as he awkwardly fumbled with a sugar sachet.

 

 

“How….Rather, why, are you still here?”

 

“What do you mean?” Eric frowned, confusion evident in his voice.

 

“I mean….After all i've put you through...How can you still like me?”

 

 

Gabriel gulped as he ended his sentence, and Eric watched, mesmerized as his adam's apple bobbed up and down.

 

 

“You're right you know? I don't like you as i did in college anymore.” Eric finally replied

 

 

A flash of emotion passed through Gabriel’s face but it was immediately replaced with an unamused look.

 

 

“Then why, are you still chasing after me like a love sick puppy?”

 

 

The sudden but accurate comparison made Eric snicker.He leaned forward.

 

 

“Because that's it,” he whispered in a low voice.

 

“Unlike college, where i merely liked you. Ive now come to realise that i love you”.

 

 

A pause.

 

Then, Gabriel burst out laughing. Throwing his head back, with the sides of his eyes crinkling, his melodious laughter rang pleasantly in Eric’s ears.

 

 

“You're absolutely insane aren't you??” Gabriel replied breathlessly.

 

 

Contrary to his words, his cheeks were tinted pink.

 

 

“For you, yeah, and i don't intend to stop, not till you acknowledge that you are mine.”

 

 

Gabriel’s face went beet red as he hurriedly grabbed his recently brought over coffee cup and raised it to his face, gulping down the warm drink.

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Then, In a flash, he had grabbed Eric’s tie and jerking him forward, placed a chaste kiss on his lips.

Eric’s eyes opened wide as his heart pounded. Pulling away, Gabriel swiftly stood up.

 

 

“I hope then, that you're prepared for what it’ll take? I'm not easy.”

 

“Oh rest assured Gaby, i'm willing to chase you till the ends of the Earth.”.

 

“We’ll see…You might have to do just that,” Gabriel chuckled.

 

 

Strolling over to the cafe’s entrance, he gave Eric a final wave.

And then he was gone.

 

Eric looked out of the window in a daze. Licking his tingling lips, he tasted a hint of mocha.

Then, his phone vibrated. Fishing it out of his pocket, he saw it was a message from Gabriel. And how it ended, made Eric’s heart soar.

 

You've got a long way to go big guy.

Tomorrow’s dinner is on me though.

Dont. Be. Late.

 

Your's Truly,

Gabriel

[b1nksp3ll]

The Note

 

 

I held the paper, old and browned that held only two words and a name. Yours truly, Jase. I don’t know why I kept it after the way it was given to me, thrown at me. Seven years ago, my then-boyfriend, screamed at me in anger, outed me to my family and threw a crumpled note at me before he left. Still, I wondered… And despite the pain of that day, I’ve kept it with me all these years.

 

I haven’t seen it for a few months, but suddenly my hands keep going to the secret pocket in my wallet where I keep it.

 

It’s because of my new neighbor. Tall, broad shoulders, hard, toned body and he definitely looks edible. Not that I’ve actually seen him properly… just his back and then from afar. But he felt familiar, the way he stands, how his fingers run through his hair. He reminds me of Jase, well what Jase would be now, seven years later. Last time I saw him I was eighteen and he twenty. He is not Jase though. Jase is old money, big money and he would not be anywhere near my poor neighborhood.

 

Someone knocked and I asked what they wanted without opening my door.

 

A cool voice sounded at the other side asking me if I had sugar. I opened the door and my heart stopped. He looked so much like Jase. Same deep forest green eyes, same strong jaw, same… but he’s not Jase, of course not!

 

“I don’t have sugar” I said then closed the door and fell to the floor. My heart which stopped began to pound in my ears with alarming speed and it took me a while to realize that my neighbour was talking from the other side and pounding the door. Maybe that’s the pounding I’m hearing.

 

“Chirs! Babe, open the door!”

 

That got my attention. Babe? And he knows me? “Who are you? How do you know me?”

 

“You know me, babe. Now open this door or I will kick down.”

 

He sounded serious, so I opened it. Green eyes met mine. “Jase?”

 

“Hey. You ok?”

 

“What…? You… What…?”

 

“Shh…” Jase moved fast. In a second I was trembling in his arms and he was whispering “I’m sorry” over and over as he gently rocked me. Then he kissed me hard.

 

“No!” I tried to push him away, but he just kissed me harder, devouring my mouth until I stopped struggling.

 

“Babe, listen to me. I had to do it.”

 

“Do what? Break up with me, out me to my family who disowned me and leave me alone for seven years?”

 

“NO! I had to keep you safe! Please… An old enemy of my father wanted revenge. He was trying to hurt my family. He would’ve… I would die if he hurt you!”

 

“Where is he now, your dad’s enemy?”

 

“We took care of him” Jase said evenly and I didn’t want to ask how they did it. “It took longer than I wanted, but now I’m free to take care of you. I am sorry for saying… doing what I did back then, but I needed them to think we were through so they would leave you alone. I’m back now, if you still want me.”

 

“How could I not want you? I’ve never stopped, even after what happened. Your note gave me hope every time, even when I thought I lost it completely.”

 

Jase smiled happily. “I meant what I said in that note, you know. I am and always will be, yours truly.”

 

[bmmcdonald1983]

The Secret Admirer

Word Count 599

 

 

Another one. Even from across the room the little beige envelope, with his name scrawled across it mocked him, Tyler. He glared at the note knowing if he touched it; it would burn him, again.

 

“You gonna read it?” Tyler realized for the first time that he was not alone in the living room. Shane and Ryker, his best friends and roommates, were already sitting on the couch, both grinned at him knowingly.

 

“Are you afraid it’s going to bite you?” Ryker said with a smirk.

 

When Tyler got his first note, he thought it was cute. He figured one his roommates had collected the note from some girl who had a crush on him. He felt a little bad though; he would have to reject her feelings.

 

He kind of laughed when note number two had been left on the coffee table. The smile died on his lips though as he read it. One thing became obvious; this was no girl at all. Which was fine by him, still Tyler would have to reject this man’s feelings as well. His heart was already taken.

 

“Maybe it’s another naughty letter.” Shane teased deliberately breathing heavy.

 

“They’re normal letters!” Tyler argued, Shane quirked an eyebrow at him.

 

“I was there when you read number three.” Ryker teased, deliberately pausing for emphasis as he continued. “Your breathing got really heavy, you flushed so red, you licked your lips, and you must have gotten a really dry mouth cause.”

 

Tyler cut him off, “Point taken.” Ryker was right though. The letters provoked several licentious desires in him.

 

“Wish you’d let me read them.” Shane threw in.

 

Ah, No Way! Every letter invoked the same images in Tyler’s mind, images of Ryker. He knew he was in love with Ryker, but why did letters from a stranger conjure the most decadent fantasies about Ryker.

 

Even worse he had no idea how to tell his best friend that he wanted more than just friendship.

 

“I’m going to be late,” Tyler said nervously leaving their house.

 

Ryker sent a rakish grin to his friend sitting next to him.

 

“When you gonna do it?” Shane asked looking at the closed door.

 

“Tonight, I don’t think I can wait anymore.” Ryker answered with an edge of anticipation to his voice.

 

It was late, and it had been a long day. Tyler was worn to the bone as he walked into his room. His friends were nowhere to be found, if they were as tired as he was, he was sure they were sleeping. The only light in the room was on his bed side table, a small lamp. Directly under lamp was the note from earlier. He could just imagine what his friends would say when he saw them tomorrow. “We thought you’d want to be alone when you read your letter.”

 

He sat on the bed, opening it.

 

The note did burn just like before. It ignited fast, and burned hot. His breath was heavy when he glared at the bottom of the note. There was never a name.

 

“Why won’t you sign with something,” Tyler signed in exasperation. “A phrase. Anything. Some hint, or something?” Tyler asked his seemingly empty room.

 

“Yours truly,” The darkness responded, making Tyler jump. A shadow that Tyler had not seen moved closer. “How about, “Yours Truly” from now on?”

 

“Ryker?” Tyler sat on the bed, looking up at Ryker who now stood directly in front of him.

 

“Mystery Solved” was Ryker’s only reply, as he turned out the light.

 

Maybe he wouldn’t be rejecting this secret admirer after all.

 

 

[BlxxdyButterfly]

"Birthday Gift"

❤❤❤ Please enjoy this story!! ❤❤❤

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Hopie and Monty have been dating for the past 6 months. Between them, they always feel that the distance is growing and the obstacles are becoming increasingly more challenging. One of the most ridiculous being that their birthdays were right beside each other and coming up soon.

 

“What do you want for your birthday?” Monty’s voice was hoarse from the singing practice he had put in last night. Hopie paused for a minute and sat quietly on the couch. There is only 2 days til my birthday and he asks now? His own thoughts baffled himself. But he had no right to complain because Monty’s birthday is tomorrow and he had no clue as to what to get him other than throat lozenges to soothe that scratchy voice.

 

After they had become singers, their voices were their life. They tried hard to keep it the treasure that never fades. This relationship too was a treasure that had to be kept hidden from the prying eyes of the public at any price, even their own feelings were crushed by each other's words multiple times before. It was a difficult time trying to hide their relationship and not grow distant but they were beat, their relationship suffered from outside forces: others opinions and their judging gazes especially.

 

“I want all of you, every single thing I already do not have, I want.” This response from Hopie was surprising because usually he is stoic and hides most of what he thinks and feels which was another challenge that Monty had to work through.

 

“What nonsense are you talking? I am yours, I have been for the past 6 months.” His voice was laced with sarcasm, a trait that Hopie hated about Monty; an obstacle that Hopie could not get over. However, he never talked about this with him because he feared rejection.

 

These two feared rejection of the other and this, as well, worked as an obstruction that prevents progression and only strikes distrust and conflict into each of their hearts.

 

“That’s not what I mean and you know it.” Hopie snapped, unable to keep the peace that existed between them. “We have never fought. We have never talked about what is between us. We only ever ignored it. I only want the truth… Are we... through?” Hopie’s voice crack on the question but stood resolved. Monty was speechless and a mixture of feelings could be seen on that strangely expressive face: fear, sadness, and shock were among the many. He hunched over and put his face into his hands.

 

“I do love you. I love you more than anything, more than this career but you told me to be professional. ...It’s hard to resist hugging you. I want to hit every person that touches you but you would hate me. That is the person I am. I am possessive but I… I am afraid to talk with you.” Monty’s voice became congested and deep. His hidden face concealed tears that threatened to fall and he stood.

 

Although Monty was larger and taller in stature, he bent his neck down and rested it in the crook of Hopie’s neck. Hopie could feel his shoulder warming up and becoming damp but Monty dared not cry out loud. He feared rejection since the beginning but now the hands that once pushed him away are pulling him into a warm embrace. The lost puzzle piece now found its way to complete the puzzle that they were faced with since the beginning of the relationship.

 

“I am yours... truly and forever.” Choked Monty through snot and tears.

 

 

(Chose Birthday theme because my B-Day is May 30th!! Turning 20!)

[Alezander]

note: I have no issues with fat people especially since I myself am not the healthiest person I know. Every person is beautiful in his/her own way, and though I'm not one of those people who religiously fight bullying, I do agree that no person ever deserves to be bullied, having experienced it myself. It doesn't feel good, trust me.

 

Was the note too long? Haha~ Heads up, cussing included, though I'm guessing most of us here is used to bad language.

 

Enjoy!

 

-Alezander

 

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Don't either.

 

 

 

 

 

Listen, 'cause everything else is irrelevant unless you put this in your head.

 

You can bully the person you love, but don't ever fall in love with the person you bully. Especially that fatso who had his head in the toilet more often then not. And oh, did I mention that it was you who put him in that situation?

 

Don't fall in love with that idiotic bonbon who never puts up a fight whenever you and your friends ruin his carefully prepared projects for class or copy his answers after threatening to throw his bag in the trash.

 

Don't fall in love with the guy who doesn't know how to protect his lunch from thieves like you, even preparing a separate lunch box in case you were so hungry you wanted more.

 

Don't look at him as he looks at you with his boring brown eyes that bear no contempt or anger for you and your stupidity. Don't even think that his smiles are the least bit cute, or that they are directed at you.

 

Don't think that the obligatory chocolates he gave you were anything special, even when he set aside yours from the rest of the class, even wrapping a pretty ribbon around it with his clumsy hands and giving it to you shyly like a stupid virgin.

 

Don't look for him, don't think about him. Stop wondering how kissing him would be like, how it would feel to touch him, how he'd sound like. Stop fantasizing about him, you dog. He's fat, remember? He sweats like crazy and he has this distracting freckles on his cheeks. Sure he has this cute dimple and a pretty, button nose but so what? So what?

 

Keep bullying him like you always have, keep treating him like the shit you know you are. Don't be bothered if he coughs and wheezes like your old man because he's probably just allergic of your ugly mug. Don't worry about him, even when you notice he hasn't shown up at school for days.

 

Or even when you hear that he doesn't have more than a few weeks left.

 

Don't you dare fall in love with him, moron, because you made him this way. You made him important to me, you made me fall in love with him. Asshole, you made me wear this stupid black suit, these stupid shoes, this stupid, stupid necktie. I even had to stand soaking wet in the rain for two fucking hours staring at a wooden box that has nothing worth shit in it.

 

Hey, are you listening? Pay attention, you little shit, 'cause this is the last time I'll say this. Don't fall in love with the person you bully. Cry all you want, he's never coming back.

 

Like you, he was imperfect in many ways. He was stupid and slow, but he was kind. We both know what he's like. As his bully, we were the closest to him, even more than a lover probably would have. Not like that virgin actually had anyone.

 

In the end, you're the one left most battered, aren't you? Look at your eyes. You look pathetic. That's why I told you not to fall in love with him. Idiot.

 

This is the ramblings of a person bruised with guilt and regret, a person who is so stupid yet smart enough to know he's been a total dick to the person he liked.

 

There, I've said enough. Dear self, blaming yourself is useless, understand? So don't bully him anymore. Don't fall in love with him either.

 

 

 

Yours truly,

Your present self.

 

 

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[crystald]

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AGAINST HIMSELF

 

 

- Tell me darling, have you reconsider your position on the subject? Will you accept my proposal?

 

- Yes Desmond, I will join you in marriage and will be yours completely.

 

 

And so, with those words his fate took a turn. Desmond took a key out of his coat pocket, inserted it in the keyhole and slowly turned it open while watching Cary the whole time. When the cell door was open, Desmond reach out to lift Cary from the floor he was sitting on. This gave him immeasurable pleasure, it symbolized the note their union would provide, because now Cary would have to defer and look up to him in all manner of things, from what he did on a daily basis, to the sort of person he would become. At last he had him in his grasp, and he wouldn’t let it go.

 

They walked the surprisingly desolated halls hand in hand. Cary thought for a moment that Desmond would like to parade him like a winning trophy in front of as many people as he could gather at this late hour, but then he look at Desmond and saw on his face that he wanted to savor this moments of triumph all by himself. Well, let him have it, thought Cary, hiding a small smile.

 

The following days were filled with a frenzy of activity. Among the mansion staff and the townspeople seemed to flow a river of information and idle gossip. Everybody wanted to know who the lucky lad that would marry their boss was. It seemed that the union would add little to no power to their ranks, so there must be something special about the groom to be.

 

The ceremony went on without a hitch, and the union was sealed. Just as Desmond thought, everything went according to plan, and their lives settle into a comfortable routine, all the while Cary follow the flow with his little demure smile. And so life went on for a few months.

 

Cary went along with Desmond wishes and everything seemed to be as it should, but in the shadows he put his plan in motion, first he started to compile the list of the recently deceased people in the city and once he analyzed it he began switching death certificates from those matching his clan descriptions and with no close relatives or with someone in town, then he arranged for those bodies to have cremations as soon as possible while maintaining the whole debacle as low key as possible. With every death there was a new traveler that joined the caravans out of town. His clan was not very large and he obtained safe-conduct for members one at a time, and little by little there was no one else from his clan other than himself.

 

With the mission accomplished, it was only a matter of waiting. He bided his time and observed Desmond for any sign of awareness that something was wrong. There seemed to be none. He waited a few weeks and search for the right opportunity, in a few days they would attend a business gathering in the middle of the city plaza and with the amount of people expected to be present he would be able to depart without notice. His people were free and long gone, there was nothing else holding him back from retaking the life he once knew, but as he was sliding out of Desmond’s hold his chest felt a pang that intensified with the passing moments. Cory couldn’t believe what was happening, he didn’t want to leave. Why? This was his chance to end this union that started so wrong, there was nothing tying him down… with an audible sigh he turn around and walk back to his husband. He would clear his mind and sort out his ideas, after all there would be other opportunities.

[Key]

 

 

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Oh wow, thank you!

 

I like the Royal Fiance Cover

 

And Congratz to everyone else as well.

[Alezander]

Congratulations to all~! Then I'd like the manga cover for Itadakimasu, Gochisou-sama please~! Sankyuu~n

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Thank you and CONGRATULATIONS to all winners! I would like Royal Fiance please, thank you.

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