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After being rich on contests for graphic, artists, video making, we decided that it's time to make a contest for people who love to write. This month we will have a new theme set and it's -" BEHIND THE CURTAINS ". You have to present your masterpiece, which describes love between two males. It's up to you how you will interpret " BEHIND THE CURTAINS ". So, show us your imagination!

 

 

 

 

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+ NO EXPLICIT CONTENT.

+ MINIMUM 400 WORDS, MAXIMUM 600 WORDS.

+ ONLY STORIES ARE ACCEPTED, NO POEMS.

+ THE STORY MUST BE RATED AS FOR 16+

+ NO RACISM, NO RELIGIOUS TOPICS, NO ANIMAL/CHILD ABUSE.

+ LOVE MUST BE BETWEEN TWO MALES.

+ TITLE OF THE STORY IS UP TO YOU.

+ POST THE FINISHED WORK ON THIS THREAD.

+ READ THE RULES ONCE AGAIN.

 

 

 

 

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2,000 POINTS FOR ALL THAT APPLIED

5,000 POINTS FOR THE WINNER + A MANGA COVER CARD FROM THE ISHOP.

 

 

 

 

CONTEST END ON

31 Oct 2017

 

& Have fun!

 

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A Twisted Love

 

This world is unfair; I realized at the age of nine. That was when I first met Daigo, a boy so tall and handsome in contrast to my hideous appearance that I somehow ended up being best friends with. Daigo is everything I am not and yet he did not once make me feel conscious of myself. I am curious, is he aware of my feelings as well? I suppose not.

 

The second time I was reminded of this unfair world, was on a cold winter night of our freshman year in high school; Daigo’s first date. He would always spend Christmas Eve with me, it was some sort of a ‘tradition’ to us but she did not care. Or to be precise, she did not know. How would she? But still… On December 24th our little tradition got canceled for the first time. It was not the only time. Another Christmas Eve without him had passed, followed by another and yet another. Soon, we missed simply too many for me to count but I wasn’t mad. In fact, I wasn’t feeling anything anymore, I had become numb to being shoved aside to make space for his new romances. Just like our missed holidays, Daigo’s girlfriends as well, were too many to count.

 

And just like that, we graduated and parted ways. No, not really. We remained neighbors and… friends. Or at least he considers us so, I don’t. It wasn’t long till we graduated university too. Again, both of us being too busy to hang out. I didn’t even know if he was living alone, or if perhaps he had found a new girlfriend. Maybe even a wife. I did not know and that weighted my heart more than I expected.

 

As the years passed, he only got more intelligent, mature; a man whose worth cannot be calculated nor be explained in words. On the other hand, I simply remained the same. Unchanged, unhindered, unattractive. How can I ever compare myself to Daigo? How could I even stand proudly next to him? Look him in the eye? I must admit, I dared to chase all of his girlfriends away. A villain like me has no place in his heart, I have accepted this much already.

 

For if I cannot have him, nobody else can either. Male or female, it doesn't matter. Daigo is mine and mine alone. I shall see to that. I shall work as usual; from behind the curtains. Until he will become finally mine. Until I steal his heart and his mind will be filled with thoughts of me. Until we die.

 

 

 

 

A few of the author's thoughts: This was actually part of an original fic I am working on and didn't really intent to write it in first person but Iwanted to create an impact on the reader. Originally it was in third person. Anyway, I hoped you liked it :D

 

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Calla Lily

 

Avery pushed the key into the door and to his surprise, the key he had taken 7 years ago still worked. As he pushed the door open he could practically recall the very few happy memories he had in this house. Avery went straight to his room, remembering the shambles he left it in before he had ran away.

 

The mess created before was nowhere in sight only a desk and bed stayed. It was a room, hardly touched with smell and one could tell that it has been devoid of the life that once inhabited it. Avery stood in the entrance of the room and admired the emptiness he had lived in for 16 years. The only detail that was left unchanged was the curtains that he used to write on, the writing barely noticeable at the hem.

 

Pulling back the curtains, Avery looked out his window into the backyard that served more as a flower sanctuary below. Immediately his eyes were drawn to a man scattering soil and covering specific plants for the cold weather. The man's face was covered in traces of dirt but the features could not be hidden, his facial structure was strong and masculine, the complete opposite of Avery's baby-face.

 

Ryan looked around and surveyed the yard, his eyes naturally shifted to the window and met with Averys gaze. Grasping the curtains, Avery pulled the fabric close, hiding the presence of his urges and desires for the opposite sex behind the curtains. Tears welled and spilt as he slowly shrank to the ground hugging his legs: a harsh reminder of why he had escaped this room in the first place.

 

As he sat at the window his eyes wandered to the hem of the curtain where scribbles littered the fabric. Having wrote his feelings of love towards Mason, he couldn't help but look out the window as he wrote. In particularly, he wrote that his feelings taking the form of a Calla Lily, the epitome of innocent love where gender has no weight.

 

Avery felt that a long time had passed since so he once again peered out of the window to find that right below his window, a section that he could barely make out because it obstructed his view, that same flower he had written about was blooming in 5 different colors. Looking around the backyard, Avery could not find any other bulbs of Calla Lilys nor the man who was once there.

 

After a tearful reunion between himself and his parents, he grabbed his whiteboard and wrote his words, casually brought up the man in the backyard. After learning that the man's name was Ryan and that he had worked in the garden for the past 2 years, he was even more curious about the flowers.

 

The Calla Lilys in the backyard are beautiful. Did you plant them this year? Avery felt that the coincidence could be just that; a simple coincidence.

 

“Hmmm… Ah! Those flowers. I didn't plant them. About a year ago Ryan asked if he could plant them. He said it was beautiful at that particular place but I just think it is out of place near the roses.” His mother complained.

 

Has he ever been in the house or my room? Just curious

 

“Around that time a year or so ago that big flood rolled through and he slept in your room because there was nowhere else for him to stay. Why? Is something missing?”

 

I smiled and shook my head.

 

Simply happy of the assurance of my abnormal love.

 

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Red Rose

 

 

 

Had you ever wondered what happened after a curtain was closed when a story ended? Did you already feel content that you did not feel curious of what would come next?

 

How about other characters? Did they have their own happy ending?

 

For everyone who had heard the story of a cursed prince who fell in love with a village girl must be aware of the key of the story, a red rose. A single rose inside a glass that changed the prince’s fate.

 

Was it just the prince’s fate?

 

Well, let’s see.

 

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I should have been dead, technically. However, after the sentence “they live happily ever after” was said, it was all an act.

 

“Andrea! Good job today!” said one of my co-workers.

 

“That scene at the end is marvelous, as always! How can you put stunt like that day after day?” Another one asked.

 

“Will you teach me that last scene with sword? I still can’t move it as fast as you!” A newbie plead.

 

“And-dree-a! Can you come here for a moment, please?” Brigette sing-song voice called me from afar.

 

“You heard that, fellows? I need to go save my princess!” I said my goodbye as my co-workers laughed.

 

In front of her dressing room, Brigette leaned against the door with a playful smile on her lips. “You’re as popular as always, An-dree-a.”

 

“Stop saying my name like that!” I corrected her sternly but kept my tone light. Brigette here acted as Belle, but her real personality was far from the ever calm and composed Belle. She was a merciless teaser.

 

My name, as you could guess, was too feminine for a tall, quite muscular man like me. Moreover, the way it was pronounced, especially with a clear voice like Brigette just did, was making my ears hurt and probably made other guy wanted to throw up when it was pointed at me.

 

“Oh yeah? How should I pronounce your name other than An-dree-a?” Again, those playful lips beg for me to rip it apart.

 

I fled into my dressing room before Brigette teasing went any further. Not long after I entered, I heard a clutter.

 

“O-oh, Hi Gaston! Please don’t tell director I just dropped the property. It is the red rose uses" in the play. A petal fell down, but I think director won't notice a petal missing, right? Or maybe I can stick it back."

 

I tried to pressed my laugh but failed miserably. The way Steven babbling and the clumsiness he had was the same as LeFou, the character he was assigned. And he called me "Gaston". That should be written in capital and highlighted.

 

"W-what? You gonna tell director?"

 

Oh man, after the effort I put to restrain my laughed he blew me up again.

 

Steven face became paler as I tried to stop laughing. He was small, chubby, and kind of cute without LeFou's wig and make-up. And that innocent expression really suited him.

 

"Don't worry, I won't tell him. In my early days I broke a property into a half, you know."

 

Now it was his turn to laugh.

 

After his laugh receded, I asked him, "So, what's the occasion?"

 

He stilled for a moment. His face blushed as red as the rose. "I-I feel bad about the rose, so w-will you accompany me to b-buy a rose that looks exactly like t-this one?" He said that with his hands curled into fist and eyes shut tightly.

 

My face beamed into a smile as I said, "Why not?"

 

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Was it the red rose?

 

That was just the begining.

 

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The Man Behind the Curtain

 

 

 

Josh walked slowly feeling eyes following him. Peeking behind the curtain, he was definitely watching Josh’s progress. They’ve been doing this every day for a year, Josh passing by the large pretty house during his morning walks and the curtains parting ever so slightly so its owner would peek at him. For a year, Josh just walked on. Today, it would be different. Today, Josh veered right and walked to the door, and knocked.

 

 

Danny’s heart stopped for a second when he heard the knock on his door. He’d dreamed of this moment for a year, but he never expected it to actually happen. Slowly he walked to the door and almost jumped when the knocks came again. Heart hammering in his chest, Dan unlocked the door and quickly stepped away.

 

 

Josh heard the lock click but the door didn’t open. He waited awhile before he turned the knob and opened the door and entered the house. It was as beautiful inside as it was outside, lavishly decorated but it’s not overwhelming. It’s actually warm, and welcoming. The most beautiful of all though in the house was the man looking at him with wide, curious eyes.

 

 

“Hi,” Josh said smiling. “It’s good to finally meet you”

 

 

“Good to meet you too”

 

 

That was 2 months ago and Josh had learned that Dan has agoraphobia, an extreme fear of open spaces, so he couldn’t leave his house. Little by little they’d grown closer, from friends and then to lovers. And little by little, he’d been trying to convince Dan to try going out. He just can’t understand how someone could fear being outside. But they’ve never had a fight about it before, until today. Josh wanted Dan to go out to the back yard with him. Dan of course refused. It was just to the back yard and Josh can’t believe that Dan is too scared to do it.

 

 

As he pushed and Dan pulled back, he became more upset, until he couldn’t take anymore and stalked toward the door and walked out. He heard his name called and turned around to see Dan standing in the open doorway. Josh saw the change immediately. Dan’s eyes showed how terrified he was. His face paled and he froze and seemed to stop breathing. At that moment, he saw his terrible mistake and finally understood the depth of Dan’s fear. He walked back, scared now too for his lover, only to be met with the door slamming and the sound of locks clicking. Josh pounded on the door, and pounded, and pounded… but the door remained closed, and remained locked.

 

 

Dan was eight when he went to the park with his mom. A crazy man stabbed and killed her as Dan watched and he saw how others went indoors to protect themselves. That was how his phobia started. It won’t be ending soon though and since Josh might probably leave him anyway, he decided to leave first.

 

 

It took him two years to find Dan, but he learned everything he could about Dan’s condition in those years. Now, he prayed he was given another chance. Josh walked slowly in another neighborhood, eyes glued to the window of another large, pretty house. Please, please, please… Josh kept praying.

 

 

A small twitch before the curtain moved slightly. Josh smiled. Knowing what he knew now, things are going to be so much different, so much better this time around, for him and the man behind the curtain, the love of his life.

 

 

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Carl met Francis in a painting class, the moment their eyes locked there was no turning back for him. He was mesmerized by his dazzling smile and gentle demeanor, his wavy black hair and sunny disposition. They chatted a bit before the lesson started and after it was over Carl invited him to have a cup of coffee in the pub across the street. Once inside they ordered their beverages and stayed a while, getting to know each other. Francis had just moved into the city the month before following high school graduation. In order to settle better into his new life he decided he wanted to take a class and learn how to paint so he could relax in those rainy afternoons while he sat inside the greenhouse feeling the raindrops fall on the glass walls and roof.

 

Over time they became friends, but for Carl it had been love at first sight, unfortunately Francis seemed oblivious to that, he loved Carl adoringly as his best friend. Francis got a part time job at a retirement facility taking care of the senior residents in the rec room, he would read to them, played chess or card games with them, organized ballroom dances and all sort of activities to keep them entertained. He enrolled in community college with dreams of becoming a therapist.

 

Carl had joined his brother’s company designing security systems for your everyday use and was well on his track to becoming senior partner in a few weeks. Six months after he and Francis met each other there was a break-in at Francis’s apartment building. Carl worried that it would happen again so he set him up with the new prototype for home security. In addition to the normal standards he wired it to his personal account so he would be notified if something out of the ordinary or an emergency occurred. When he got news that the senior center was about to make a staff cut due to lack of funding, he manage to secure a donation from the company to keep it running.

 

It broke his heart when Francis fell in love with another man. Ironically they had met at work. Over drinks at Carl’s favorite bar Francis happily tells him the story, it happened in the lunch room when they both tried to grab the same apple and their hands touched, giving way to what Francis has deemed fit to call an electrifying happenstance. Carl listens attentively all while his heart breaks a little at every turn of the story. He soldier on repeating in his mind that all this could end anytime, and he will remain by his side.

 

 

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