Self-proclaimed queen of T.M.I.

nowadays...

2009-10-16T18:34:54Z

I just use this account to lurk comms. Don't bother adding it, I never update.

the_wonkamatic @ 2007-11-27T15:26:00

2007-11-27T20:27:06Z

I'm alive, life sucks, but Tales of the Abyss and reading about 358/2 Days and Birth By Sleep coming out in the US makes it better.

SQUEENIX, I REALLY WANT FM+, TOO. PLEASE LET US HAVE IT.

Kingdom Hearts! Wow!

2007-10-13T00:25:32Z

Enjoy.

Get busy living or get busy dying.

2007-10-07T23:02:18Z

Seriously, one of the best videos they've ever made because of the overall message. If you can, please do something to help the kids in Uganda. It's funny how we think we're always so bad off, there's always someone having a shittier life than you. Remember that, and make a difference.

This is Halloween!

2007-09-03T21:51:59Z

Okay, here're some pics of my ringmaster coat for Axel. My design, by the way, gaiz. I'm proud of myself. :]

Hello, DeathNote...

2007-06-22T02:21:47Z

Y HALLO THAR DEATHNOTE FANDOM.

2007-06-19T16:10:53Z

LULZ LULZ SEPARATED AT BIRTH!? Jack Sparrow is secretly L.

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*shot*

Stuff for sale.

2007-06-02T08:02:19Z

InuYasha x Kagome Hentai doujinshi----------$14
Red Room Bleach doujinshi (non-hentai)----------$10

I accept Money Orders and PayPal. If you're interested, let me know. Shipping is already added to the posted prices.

the_wonkamatic @ 2007-05-29T21:44:00

2007-05-30T01:47:09Z

From sirhellsing420
A group called Warriors For Innoncence (whom I'll refer to as WFI) which hunts for pedos online as sent an e-mail to the heads of LJ. Within this e-mail was WFI's accusations of calling LJ a place where child rapists have "free reign". (I shit you not, it's the title of one of WFI's blog entries**). They're demanding that LJ staff go through "suspicious interests" and, at the worst, delete any journals which fall into such categories.

I'm assuming LJ is just doing a blanket search and delete/suspend of these journals. However, innocent journals are being targeted too. If one comment on one of WFI's entries is true, a LJ journal which was discussing Nabakov's books was deleted because it had "lolita" listed in its interests -- which is a LEGIT book title. "Shota" is also being targeted, as is "incest". (I guess the elricest communities and the like are shitting bricks now.)

So anyone wondering where wonkaslash went, there you have it. :| Well, shit.

**I didn't leave the link in, because they apparently have some sort of tracker that tells them where the hits they have received are coming from so.

If my LJ is suspended, I won't come back. So I'm sorry to anyone that would miss me. I don't think it will be, I have no "naughty" interests listed, but I have all my fics here, public, and they might be considered in violation of "ToS."

YEAH IT'S NICE HAVING THAT FIRST AMENDMENT RIGHT, ISN'T IT? Fuckers.

Hur. Pics of ME. >:D

2007-05-23T04:01:10Z

LULZ LULZ SEPARATED AT BIRTH?? Gtfo my hairstyle, Pete. XD

EDIT:

Doodles.

2007-05-15T06:22:28Z

ANYHOW. The torrent for CS3 finally worked, and I did manage to get it to install.

Wow, CS3 sure looks different than CS2 or 7... oO ~~I don't care for their new logo, either.~~ In a few, I'll probably attempt to doodle something on my tablet to test out the program. Yay. I'll probably splice it into this entry with an edit.

I did this one on art.com's art pad, but for some reason I can't save the animation... D:<

Muah!

2007-05-04T19:19:36Z

Icon posty!

Art by silent_psy;

-Kingdom Hearts
-->II Final Mix
-->RE: Chain of Memories
>>>>>>>Axel
>>>>>>>Roxas
>>>>>>>Axel & Roxas
>>>>>>>Larxene
>>>>>>>Vexen
>>>>>>>Repliku
>>>>>>>Luxord
>>>>>>>Marluxia
>>>>>>>Xemnas
>>>>>>>Larxene & Namine
>>>>>>>Namine

Axel;

Roxas;

Axel and Roxas;

Larxene;

Vexen;

Repliku;

Luxord;

Marluxia;

Xemnas;

Larxene and Namine;

Namine;

No credit necessary. I like comments, though. ^.~

the_wonkamatic @ 2007-04-30T22:08:00

2007-05-01T02:09:00Z

I need to share this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wPzYDyllpMo

The Bet.

2007-03-30T05:18:01Z

A'IGHT HERE GOES NUFFIN.

The Bet.
He had lost the bet. Granted, in retrospect, it was pretty obvious he was on the losing side... and betting against Luxord was basically suicide but... well he wasn't sure why he even followed his gut instincts anymore. They all lead him to places he'd rather not have gone to...

This was one of them. He stared at the frilly, black lace thong. It would never... cover... he winced. "Oooh... I knew this was a bad idea..." he whined to himself. His eyes travelled over to the bed where the rest of the ensemble lay. There was a cincher, garter belt, stockings, and some arm length gloves. All black, all frilly. He sighed.

Demyx had never been very good at knowing when to stay out of bets that involved Luxord and Axel and a bottle of sake...

"C'mon, Demyx... you can do this..." he told himself, knowing that if he chickened out it'd be far worse than actually going through with it. He steeled himself, took a few deep breaths and nodded, determined expression on his face.

Shedding the robes and his usual undergarments, he again eyed the flimsy lace with trepidation before exhaling, inhaling and pulling them on. It wasn't that bad, really. A little uncomfortable, but not as bad as he'd imagined it'd be. He adjusted it to where it was as comfortable as he could make it, and reached out to grab the stockings.

Those were pretty easy to put on. Next came the belt, and attaching the stockings it, and finally the gloves and cincher (which was by far, the toughest item to get on, but only because he couldn't figure it out for a moment).

If course, it didn't end here. In order for this bet to be fully executed, he needed to show Luxord and Axel this... outfit... He put his robes back on over it, and went off to look for the two.

He spots Axel and waves him down, "Axel! Do you know where Luxord is?" The redhead grins.

"Oh, you mean..."

"Yeah, and it feels really weird. So the faster we find Luxord, the faster I can take this stuff off..." Demyx shifted uncomfortably. Axel snickered. It wasn't long before they found Luxord as well, Axel called out to the card player.

"Hey Lux... Dem's ready to fulfill his end of the bet."

"Is he, now? I quite like the sound of that..." the bearded man stroked his chin. "Shall we... go somewhere less public?"

"It'd be nice, yeah..." the sitar player chimed.

"My room." Axel suggested, and they all teleported (convenient, I know, BUT WORK WITH ME...).
---

"C'mon, Dem. Let's see it~" Axel drawled, leaning in close to the dirty blond. Demyx made a face, reluctant.

"Let me get my camera..." Luxord chortled, bringing out the electronic. "This simply has to go down in history..."

"You guys..." Demyx whined, blushing furiously.

"Hey, all's fair in love and war, right?" Axel laughed. "Take off your coat." he moved forward and began unzipping the garment nonetheless. Demyx shrugged out of it once it was loose enough. He gulped and clenched his eyes shut, waiting for laughter that never came. Experimentally, he cracked one eye open, landing on Axel.

The redhead was looking the blond up and down, thoughtful expression on his lips. His lips curled upward in a smirk, and he locked eyes with Demyx.

"Nice... Very nice..." he whispered, licking his lips. Demyx swallowed thickly. Luxord was snapping pictures like crazy, mumbling about how well the would sell on the black market or something of the like. The dirty blond fidgeted.

"O...kaaay... so are we done with the be--MEEP!" he hadn't been expecting to be jumped by Axel like that. He hadn't been expecting the redhead to latch to his lips like that, to plant such a searing and heated kiss, to rub his body against him... he seriously hadn't. Luxord paused for a moment, gawked, grinned, and promptly started happily snapping the shutter button.

His surprise melted away, Axel's skilled lips working on his in a way that made him forget anything and everything... that made him only want more. He leaned back into the redhead, kissing him back just as hungrily now. They entwined their arms, Axel pushed him against a wall and bucked their hips together roughly. He pulled back for a moment, staring deeply into Demyx's eyes.

"Listen, Demyx..." he started, but the mohawked boy silenced him, shushing him.

"It's okay, Axel." was all he said before his eyes fluttered closed again and he slowly leaned forward catching his lips in his own. The kisses deepened, the emotions they weren't supposed to feel ran high... before too terribly long, Axel was peeling down lace gloves and stockings, throwing flimsy fabrics to the ground, intent on ravishing the blond right there and then (by this point, Luxord's pulled out a video camera)...

He's just as undressed at the dirty blond, panting, sweating, and full of want. Wordless sounds, gestures, and they knew what the other wanted, and agreed. They didn't pay any mind to the card player at this point... Luxord had set up his tripod so he could... focus on more important matters at hand...

The redhead pressed his lips against Demyx's neck, hands working down low, stroking him and making pathetic mewling noises escape his throat. He reached around discarded robes, finding what he needed (read: lube. No gay/bi man should travel without it). Nibbling on the dirty blond's shoulder, he slicked two fingers down and pressed them against his opening, pushing in slowly.

Demyx moaned, pressing back against the intrusion. Axel smirked again.

"Y'like it~?" he mocked the musician's battle catch phrase. Demyx's blush intensified, and he bit his lip, nodding. "Mm, well let me show you... something better..." the redhead whispered in reply.

He prepared himself for entrance, as well as the sitar player. Lining up just right, he pushed all the way into the tight opening, sighing. Oh, Demyx was tight... Demyx groaned in return, making a face that could only be described as amazing to Axel at this point. He couldn't take it much longer, and didn't...

He began pounding his hips to Demyx's within seconds of being fully sheathed and it was pure bliss. Hearing his little moans, high pitched emissions of pure pleasure were mind bogglingly arousing and he couldn't get enough of them. He was also making grunts, in, out, in, out. His hands gripped slender hips, pulling them to him as he pushed to them for maximum friction, and oh, was it heaven...

"Nnn... Demyyyyx..." he breathed, "Gonna cum soon..." Demyx nodded, his mohawk beginning to droop in some areas. sweat clung to his body, making the friction all the sweeter. He felt his abdomen tightening in that familiar coil of heat, ejaculation just over the edge... finally reaching it as his body took the plunge and he came onto the floor.

A strangled noise escaped Axel's own lips and he released his heat into the musician as the both realised they weren't alone...

"Bloody hell..." Luxord whispered, stroking himself to completion. Axel laughed.

"Shit, I forgot you were there, Lux... sorry... should've said something, I'd've let you join in~" the redhead said teasingly.

"Thanks for the offer, Red. I'll be sure to take you up on it later." the gambler replied, lazy smirk spreading over his features now that he was also sated.

"Y'know... losing bets isn't that bad in the end..." Demyx said softly. Axel and Luxord laughed.
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Me + inspiration! + 1am = this. >_> I hope it isn't shit. XD I'm not really all here at this hour... and we have this running gag on orgxiii (GJ) that Luxord's the Organization's porn photographer. To explain that joke. Ish.

For wickedorin.

Right, then.

2007-03-29T01:30:25Z

I made a journal for my drabbles over on GJ because I'm attempting that 1000 themes in a year thinger, right? It's public so everyone can read it. Figured I'd advertise.

http://akuroku-.greatestjournal.com

Icons. Yes.

2007-03-02T21:26:12Z

As always, credit is appreciated but NOT mandatory. All Kingdom Hearts II FM+~ :D

Enjoy.

Only Sweeter.

2007-02-21T06:23:35Z

Thank you, wickedorin for posting this image and subsequently inspiring me to write this porny drabble. :3

Axel blinked at the blue treat being shoved into his hands by an enthusiastic Roxas. "What's this?" He asked, eying the treat curiously.

"Ice cream." Roxas answered. Axel snorted.

"I know what ice cream is. What's this for? What flavour is it?" he asked in a cynical tone.

"You should have phrased your question like that then." The teen smirked, "Because it's good, and it's seasalt." Axel blinked some more, and made a face of slight disgust.

"Wouldn't that taste kind of... bad?" the icy treat was already wilting in the perpetual summer heat of Twilight Town. Roxas rolled his eyes.

"If it wasn't good, I wouldn't give it to you. Try it. Jeez."

"Okay okay fine..." Axel muttered, chancing a lick. He looked thoughtful and decided to do two things. Get a better taste (because he honestly hadn't gotten one the first time) and attempt to annoy the piss out of Roxas in some way. He wrapped his lips over the very tip of the ice cream bar, sucking on the end of it. Roxas watched him, a light blush spreading across his cheeks when the redhead let his eyes flutter closed and he took more of the sweet into his hot mouth.

Roxas couldn't tear his gaze away and moaned softly, letting his own ice cream start to melt in his hand as he stared at Axel eating his in such a lewd way. Axel grinned inwardly, deep throating the cold treat, working it like he wanted to work certain parts of Roxas' anatomy. He heard the blond moan and pulled what was left of the bar from his blue-tinted lips.

"Salty, but sweet..." he murmured, "Gotta test something..." he pushed the blond back against the clock tower. No one really paid them any mind, so he didn't feel awkward doing this in public. He zipped up Roxas' bottom zipper slightly to get to his pants and unzip them as well. The redhead's fingers danced around the base of the blond's cock, stroking him quickly. Roxas groaned, raising his hips into Axel's touch. Axel licked his lips and kissed Roxas on the cheek before dropping his head down and giving the kid the same treatment he had given his ice cream bar in a more notable place.

Roxas sighed, but it melted into a high-pitched moan, seasalt ice cream dripping all over his hand from his abandoned dessert. His free hand grabbed at the edge of the building where they were perched as Axel continued to work his skilled lips over the blond's erection. He scraped his teeth over the shaft very lightly, wrenching a desperate sound from Roxas throat. His hands hovered over the exposed parts of his flesh, adding to the excitement of the whole situation. Roxas' face was red from a mixture of the summer heat and exertion. His hips bucked a few times, of their own accord. He bit his lip to keep from moaning too loudly.

Axel took him all the way in, letting the tip of his cock brush against the back of his throat. He then dragged his lips in repetitive patterns of in out in out. With Axel's skills, it wasn't long before Roxas came, shuddering violently as he shot his load into Axel's waiting mouth, which the redhead lapped up hungrily. He pulled back, offering Roxas the familiar grin from earlier.

"That ice cream... tastes like you. Only sweeter." he said matter-of-factly. Roxas was too flustered to care, adjusting his robes lazily while Axel leered at him.

Icon Dump;

2007-02-16T21:23:27Z

Beneath the various cuts you will find a plethora of icons. As always, credit is not required, but it is appreciated as a form of advertisement. Comments are love. ♥

Please be aware that there will be references to GAY RELATIONS in some of my icons as well as FOUL LANGUAGE. Thank you! :D

Scans by maiki. Axel-centric with a splash of Roxas here and there.

Sets. Basically variations on the text. TEXTLESS ICONS ARE NOT BASES.

Singles.

Sha Gojyo.

Kenren.

Oh yeah. Before I forget.

2007-02-15T05:14:34Z

St Valentine’s Day

PWP, One-shot

Axel/Roxas with lots of lovely sexings. Yes.

Roxas walked into his room after a long day, noting vaguely that it was really dark in there. He absently flicked the switch to turn on the lights, but nothing happened. His eyes widened and he looked around in the darkness, wondering aloud, “What the…”

“Roxas…” It was Axel’s voice, smooth and silky from the center of the room.

“What are you planning, Axel?” he blond asked, following the redhead’s voice cautiously. A few flashes of light ignited candles placed strategically around the room, bathing everything in dim, warm light. He could just make out Axel sprawled on the bed, wearing nothing but a lacy black thong, thigh high boots and arm-length gloves, legs spread in a raunchy position.

“I’ve been waiting for you, sweet tart.” He said in that same silky voice. Roxas blushed, embarrassed at the cheesy nickname and turned on at Axel’s obviously aroused state. His eyes met with Axel’s, locking on as he moved forward in somewhat of a trance. “Don’t tell me you forgot what day today is…”

“I guess I did.” The blond whispered, unable to tear his gaze away from the display. Axel moaned softly, running a hand down his heated body. He felt himself up sensually, arching his back out towards the blond, spreading his legs a little more then leaning to him with his hands supporting him in a playful pose.

“Get down here so I can properly wish you a happy St Valentine’s Day.” Axel said in a low voice. Roxas’ body shivered from the tone alone, and he nodded mutely, walking towards the bed. Axel crawled towards him, trapping him in his piercing gaze before pulling him down by the fronts of his robes and pressing their lips together in a searing kiss. Roxas moaned against his lips, feeing his temperature rise. Need began to grow in his lower body, and he pressed himself against the redhead’s wanton body. Desire flooded every sense and he found himself straddling Axel, kissing him hungrily, hand trailing over the older boy’s lace-clad erection. The redhead moaned into his lips, thrusting his tongue inside. He let go of the younger boy’s lips, trailing kisses down his neck.

“A-axeeeelll…” Roxas sighed. Axel smirked against the hollow of his neck, deftly unzipping the top part of his robe to expose his chest. It was covered with a thin patina of sweat, a slight blush tinting his pale skin. He nibbled on his shoulder, continuing to unzip the coat lower and lower, grinding his barely restrained erection against the blond’s leg. Roxas groaned, his hips snapping up towards the redhead involuntarily. He wrapped his arms around Axel’s frame, trying to get closer to his lover.

“I wanna fuck you like an animal…” Axel began whispering in a low growl. “I wanna feel you from the inside…” he nipped at Roxas’ ear, then whispered more of the lyrics into it, “I wanna fuck you like an animal… my whole existence is flawed. You get me closer to god.” He finished and licked his ear lobe. Roxas shivered.

“Please fuck me… fuck me so hard that I can’t walk straight for days.” He turned to face the horny redhead. “Fuck me until my voice goes hoarse from screaming your name.”

“You got it, baby.” Axel said in a low growl, pouncing on top of the blond. He pinned Roxas’ arms over his head with one hand and used the other to finish unzipping his robes, pushing them to the sides of his body. Roxas squirmed under his heated touch, sighing in blissful abandon. Axel kisses his mouth savagely, pressing his desire against the bulge in Roxas’ pants. He starts to unzip said pants, biting and kissing the blond’s neck, leaving little love marks on his pale flesh. Roxas is moaning liberally, unable to control his outbursts as Axel continues to tease his throbbing body. Skilled fingers dive into his unzipped pants, drawing out his stiff cock, stroking it gently. Roxas bites his lip, breath hitching. Axel’s long fingers wrap around the base and begin to pump him, his teeth grazing over a spot on his neck that drives the boy wild.

“Oh GOD… Axel… Ahhn—AHHH…!” He hasn’t even cum yet, but he’s so close it’s dizzying. Roxas whimpers, breathlessly urging Axel to stop teasing and get on with it. The redhead laughs, and kisses him again, sloppily. He pulls back, a thin trail of saliva connecting them briefly and lets go of Roxas’ arms.

“Alright.” He said simply. He sat up and pulled his erect organ from the flimsy lace, reaching out to the night table to grab a small tube of lubricant. Leaning forward again, catching the blond’s lips in a lingering kiss, he squeezes a bit of the liquid on his first and index fingers. He presses the boy’s body close, whispering dirty talk into his ear while he teases the cleft of his ass with his slick fingers.

“Mm you like it when I do this?” Axel mumbles, nudging both fingers in at the same time. Roxas nods, eyes clenched shut. Axel pushes the fingers deep within him, spreading them slowly and in widening motions. He stretches the kid out sufficiently, he’s pretty sure. “You want me to put my long, hard cock into you?” he asks softly, letting his hot breath tickle Roxas’ earlobe. He moans in response, nodding furiously.

“Please just… Axel…”

“Just… what..?” the redhead teases.

“Plunge your cock into my tight, hot asshole… fuck me like you’ve wanted to fuck me since you woke up this morning.” The blond panted, doing his best to present himself to Axel by spreading his legs and holding them up with his hands by the backs of his knees. Axel growls, licking his lips.

“That I can do.” Was all he replied, spreading lube over his erection and lining the tip up with Roxas’ opening. He began the slow ritual of entering the blond, burying himself to the hilt. It started agonizingly slow, but the pace picked up and it wasn’t long until he was pounding into the blond with reckless abandon, the sound of skin hitting skin louder than everything save Roxas’ constant moaning. The younger boy was practically screaming from the intense pleasure of Axel’s fucking, gripping his own legs for dear life while the redhead continued to ram into him mercilessly. He changed his angle within him, the tip of his cock hitting that spot deep within Roxas that made his screams go up slightly. The blond’s voice was already getting hoarse (just like he’d begged) cutting in and out in some instances.

“Ahhhaaxeeeeelll I’m gonna cuuuuum…!” the blond moaned, short nails digging into his own flesh. His body tensed, and all it took to drive him off the deep end was one more thrust to his prostate on Axel’s part. He let out a shrill sound as his orgasm spilled from the tip of his cock and splattered onto his chest and stomach. Axel sighed, feeling Roxas’ body clench around his erection, almost to climax himself. He pumped into the boy’s tight ass two or three more times before reaching his own orgasm and yelling Roxas’ name loudly as he filled him with his white hot essence.

Gasping for breath, he lay down next to Roxas and helped pry his fingers from around his knees and slowly stretches out his legs. Roxas winces slightly, still catching his breath. He looks up at Axel and smiles lopsidedly.

“That was amazing.” He said simply, happily.

“Nah. Words can’t describe how incredible that was just now.” Axel corrects him. “Happy St Valentine’s Day.” He added, shooting a grin in the blond’s direction. Roxas grinned back.

“Back at you.” He replied lazily, eyelids heavy. He rolled onto his side and nuzzled one of Axel’s lace-clad arms. Axel smiled back.

“I love you, Roxas.” He said in a soft whisper.

“I love you too. Axel.” Roxas replied sleepily, snuggling close to the redhead. Axel chuckled and kissed his forehead before the blond fell asleep next to him. He was so tired, he soon joined the softly snoring blond despite still being in the strange outfit he had chosen.

THE END.

Of COURSE it's NC-17. It's ME. You know, ~~Axel~~the porninator.

Pic post. :3

2007-02-06T03:25:57Z

I came home and I had the bestest ickle surprise (ok, not really) waiting for me!

I nuzzled him. My sister (10 year old) thinks I'm insane. I'm just overjoyed. He's so cute. Eeee~ ♥

Then I found out my dad does have his camera back! So I don't have to use my sister's little Nikon CoolPix that doesn't have a nifty little pull-out screen. I get to use the Canon PowerShot. Yessss.

SO I totally copied Xig's idea. Because it's cool.

Oh yeah. I'm gonna be one HOT Axel. I will admit, I obviously shopped the hair, but I also took away this weird growth of a zit I've got on my chin because it's really nasty. My skin isn't usually that clear as in the pic. XD It's like in nature to a pizza. I just didn't want to make people's eyes melt out of their sockets.

And, here I am modelling one of the neat Roxas arm bands that the OMFG LOVE OF MY LIFE sent me~

Cut to save friends pages. ♥

Let's go home and get stoned.

2007-01-11T04:43:27Z

Happy hump day everyone. It's porn time.

WARNINGS:
Yaoi. RoxasAxel. Yes, Roxas is the seme. Blood. Violence. Slapping. Unprotected sex. Lack of lube. ... Let's just say that it's kind of... out there.

They always had fights. It was always about the usual. Axel was sleeping around because he felt that Roxas was ignoring him and Roxas was ignoring Axel because he was sleeping around. Neither ever learned, but somehow they remained a “pair.” On the outside, they looked like the perfect couple to most, they never really fought in public, but there always seemed to be an air of tension about them.

Their fights always ended up the same. They’d scream at each other from behind closed doors and then they’d hug. The hugs would become kisses, the kisses would lead to sex, and they’d fuck until morning and promise for this to never happen again.

It was a vicious cycle and neither really desired to break it. Deep down, they liked it. Deep down, they never wanted it to end… it was a strange fetish.

It was the same this time. Axel had gone out a few nights ago without Roxas knowing. But this morning a panicked girl called the apartment they shared and was crying about a missed period while Axel tried to console her. He didn’t hear that the other phone had been picked up because of her hysterics. He didn’t know that Roxas heard the whole thing.

“C’mon baby… You can’t be pregnant…”
“B-but I’m late!” she sobbed. “My period’s been late for a week!”
“W-well… if y’are I’ll pay for the abortion…” Axel said in a soothing voice.
“HOW CAN YOU SAY SOMETHING LIKE THAT?!” she shrieked into the phone, causing the redhead to wince. Roxas stifled a cough (that, admittedly, would have been more of a laugh).
“Well, what am I supposed to say? I don’t want kids…”
“Me neither but I can’t have an abortion! It’s against my ideals!” she cried and Axel sighed exasperatedly.
“That’s a first—a whore with ideals.” He mumbled. “Look, baby. If you’re pregnant, fine. Have the baby. But I’ll tell you something. I’m not going to stick around to be its daddy or nothin’. That shit just ain’t for me.” He deadpanned. “I can’t make you do anything.”
Roxas had to put his phone on mute so he could growl. Axel was such an asshole… why did he love this bastard?! He didn’t know, he doubted he ever would. Probably because the sex is so goddamn incredible. He thought bitterly to himself.

After a bit more coaxing and smooth-talking on Axel’s behalf he finally calmed the girl down and managed to convince her that it would have been in the child’s best interest not to be born and she agreed to call back if any tests came back positive so that they could schedule an appointment at a clinic to take care of this ‘little problem.’

Roxas clicked the phone off and walked resolutely to Axel’s room, leaning on the doorframe, features set in a stern look. He crossed his arms over his chest and waited for the redhead to sense his presence. It didn’t take long. Axel looked up from a copy of some dirty magazine, yawning and stretching languidly before greeting the blond.

“Hey Roxas.” He said and returned his attention to a picture of some girl’s genitals. He assumed a bored expression and Roxas walked over to his bed peering over his shoulder at the images.

“Oh, Miss February’s showing off her goods?” he said nonchalantly. Axel made a non-committal sound. Roxas sighed. “I overheard your phone conversation.” He admitted. Axel looked up at him, an unreadable expression crossing his features.

“Are you mad at me?”

“Livid.”

“Mn.” Axel rolled over, threading his hands through scarlet locks. “I’m a bit pissed. I’ve got the right to privacy, you know.”

“And what about me? I think, that as your BOYFRIEND, I have a right to know who’s cunt your thrusting your dick into!” Roxas said, his voice rising in volume slightly. Axel grinned at the blond’s choice of words and looked at his fingernails.

“Mmm yeah I guess…” he said. He loved goading his lover on like that. It provided some weird sort of satisfaction—seeing him so angry. It was also a turn-on. Roxas’ face flushed and he lowered his voice to that dangerous whisper he used when he was especially peeved.

“Axel, you are such a fucking whore. Why can’t you be faithful to me?! Why do you always sleep around with girls?! Am I not good enough?! I hate you so much.”

Axel laughed, then. “You hate me? You hate me?! Fine! Why don’t you get the fuck out?!” he asked. Oh, this was going perfectly. He was already getting aroused from the anger in the boy’s eyes. He stared at Roxas dangerously, a smirk turning the corners of his lips up.

“Maybe I will!” Roxas ground out. He moved closer to Axel and slapped him hard across the face. That felt nice. Axel smiled defiantly. He did it again.

“Oh yeah, hit me baby… one more time…” Axel grinned toothily. Roxas let out a short bark of rage and slapped the redhead again, even harder, causing Axel to bite the inside of his lip. A thin line of blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth.

“Don’t patronize me.” Roxas spat. Axel’s tongue peeked out of his lips to clean up a little of the blood.

“But it’s so much fun.” He said playfully. Roxas lost control and hit him again. It felt so good to lose it. It felt so good to hit Axel. It felt so good… it felt so refreshing… it made him hard. And he knew Axel knew it. He vaguely hated himself for it—despised himself. This was a disease… society said it was. But… could society be wrong? He snapped out of his musings after having hit Axel a few more times. Hard slaps across the face, leaving angry red handprints on his cheeks and more blood trailing from his mouth. He couldn’t help himself.

He didn’t want to.

He forcefully straddled the taller man and pushed him down onto the very magazine he’d been looking at uninterestedly. Axel’s breath hitched and he grunted when Roxas put his whole weight on his thin frame. He stared up at the blond, fiery intensity burning in his eyes. He dared the boy wordlessly do it—anything to him. And Roxas complied with fervor.

Roxas crushed their lips together with more force that you’d expect from someone as small as him. Their hips met in a crash of feeling and he ground them together with bruising force. Something about the roughness of angry sex was so arousing that they just couldn’t get enough of it. He moaned into the redhead’s sultry mouth, thrusting his tongue in. His hands pressed along Axel’s sides pinching and twisting the skin painfully on the way. Axel let out delicious sounds of pain and pleasure alike, drowning the silence with his cries of ecstasy.

Roxas pulled Axel up into a sitting position by the collar of his shirt and bit his lip hard enough to reopen the wound from earlier. The coppery tang of Axel’s blood in his mouth drove him wild and he lapped it up thirstily. Axel groaned helplessly to the boy’s ministrations and tried to lean back but found he couldn’t. Roxas pulled back, and pushed him against the wall that his bed was pushed up to. He kissed the redhead again, hungry and raw, pulled back and practically tore his t-shirt off, throwing it across the room. He twisted Axel’s nipples painfully, nipping and biting at his neck as his hands continued downwards to undo both their pants.

Axel was being dominated and he loved it. He sighed into the abuse, and wiggled his hips in response. “Mnn I’ve been a bad boy…” he whispered seductively. Roxas chuckled and unzipped the redhead’s pants, questing fingers diving inside to cup his arousal. He bit Axel’s nipple, eliciting a yelp from the man and pulled his cock from the confines of his jeans. Axel whimpered when the blond squeezed it painfully, even going so far as to rake his short nails over the sensitive skin. He relished Axel’s tortured bliss.

“Yes, you have…” Roxas replied. “I don’t think you really deserve even this…” he teased, letting go of Axel’s erection momentarily as he undid his own pants.

“But you have to punish me…” Axel said quietly, hoping that Roxas wasn’t being serious. Roxas laughed again, a maniacal sound, and fixed Axel with a lethal stare.

“Right you are.” He grinned and ripped Axel’s pants off. “Your punishment today… will be well suited…” he mused, draping the taller man’s legs over his shoulders. Axel bit his lip, helping Roxas line his entrance up with his cock and waited to be impaled. Roxas didn’t disappoint and pushed his cock into the tight opening without preparation. Axel screeched at the pain, feeling his asshole tear slightly as it was viciousy invaded by Roxas. He thrusted in repeatedly, letting his lust get the better of him. He'd never tell Axel, but he was sure the redhead had figured out that he liked it on some carnal level when he had to teach the older man a lesson. There was something so... twisted about the younger being the dominant that Roxas just adored with that most primal part of his mind. It was like a drug, and no matter how much you got all you could do was wait for another excuse to get a fix.

Axel's tight asshole enveloped his cock, gripping him in such a way that he was moaning liberally now as he pumped his need into the willing body beneath him. Axel squirmed as he felt himself trying to accomodate Roxas' thickness so suddenly. He felt something that was probably blood dripping down to his bed. Well, at least that would serve as a bit of lubrication… He threw his head back, knocking it against the wall, eyes rolling back from the intricate mixture of pain and pleasure. The force behind Roxas' thrusts was such that Axel felt himself being slammed over and over against the back wall, air forced from his lungs. His back started to go numb and he smiled faintly, the room around him blurring slightly from sensory overload. Adrenaline pumping began to take his body into a state of pure euphoria, everything registering as pleasure or dull pain.

Roxas saw Axel sagging slightly and changed his angle, hitting his prostate. The redhead, caught off guard, stiffened as a strangled moan escaped his gaping mouth. He tried to grip the bed, the wall—anything at all—hanging on for dear life. Each time Roxas hit that spot within him, his body arched and completion came one step closer. When he finally came, it was like a wave of pure pleasure-pain washing over him. He screamed Roxas' name hoarsely, tears squeezing from his clenched-shut eyes as orgasm spattered over his torso and a few drops even landed on his chin. Roxas came soon after, his seed shooting deep into Axel's body as he collapsed bonelessly on top of Axel.

They were covered in sweat, breathing raggedly. Roxas pulled out of Axel, who was still bleeding slightly, and rolled over so that he was no longer on top of the redhead. Axel looked at Roxas sleepily and smiled in what could only be described as a drunken fashion, "Sorry."

"Don't do it again." Roxas mumbled in reply. Axel shook his head.

I don't know why I did it, I don't know why I enjoyed it, and I don't know why I'll do it again. he thought before falling asleep.

You've got to change the world and use this chance.

2007-01-09T05:39:44Z

Best, you've got to be the best
You've got to change the world
And use this chance to be heard.
Your time is now.

Save Darfur.

Axel icons;

2006-12-20T05:27:41Z

Extras;

Random;

Also made for ost-challenge.

Bleach icons, long time no see.

2006-12-20T05:22:15Z

Extras:

These were made for a challenge on GJ on the community "ost-challenge."

Y hallo thar.

2006-12-04T04:32:41Z

It's drabble time.

There was a scratching sound followed instantly by the unmistakable sound of a flame being ignited. Light shone, a match was lit, and warm light bathed the space. The aforementioned space was now identifiable as the interior of a bedroom. The light moved and the match served its purpose-- lighting a cigarette that was perched between Axel's lips. The match went out and all that was left was the angry red glare of the cigarette's tip each time he inhaled the intoxicating fumes.

That red dot moved, he'd taken the cigarette out of his mouth, resting it on an ashtray as he stared out the window at the twilit sky.

He was thinking about him again. Why was he so attached to that kid, anyhow? He'd moved on-- found someone new to pass the time with-- and yet, he was alone now and his thoughts reverted to the past-- to the one that got away.

It was as though his mind was mocking him-- saying "Remember this? Yeah, you'll never feel that good again." He hated it. He hated remembering. He hated that he'd tried to get over it and had obviously failed miserably.

He hated his feigned existence.