Oh, wow, this is beautiful! D: It's so dark and sad and haunting, but "almost prettily macabre", to quote you. ^_^ You'll probably never do all 10, but I just wanted to let you know how much I enjoyed this.

-i swear you have made me a BIGGER yaoi fan!
-before i was strictly Roxel but then i see Demxel and Zemyx...
-and now...
-...now there's MARLUXAS!
-God...i need to expand my intrests!
-anwayz:
-i red the 'sick family' one, and
-whaddayaknow, i LOVED IT!XD
-you have a talent for taking ideas that are seriously ecentric, and then illustrating them into this masterpiece
-even if it's about a dead boy who was just checked out by a cheap adult with pink hair!

FAN OF YOURS--randomness: im not sorry if you always screw up--

Oh wow. You make such good oneshots! And with a very rare pairing too! Yay! Love it. I could see nothing that could be improved with these. ^.^

Yay more MarluXas luv! Well sort of...More like lets see how fast we can kill them off luv. But thats ok!

this owned too. my favourite line was "No one had been inside the car, thank goodness, when the angel had taken flight." and that confused me at first. i thought there had been some accident and someone had died thus creating an angel or something. reading the rest of the story helps in understanding things like that though. anyways. yes. this was great, but i still like poster smile better.

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i actually don't like roxasmarluxia but this was... pretty... amazing. you have a way of making not-cool pairings really cool. i loved this a lot. like.. i talk alot about liking stories but i LIKED this.

the whole bit about roxas doing it with the mentally disabled chick and the poster and whatnot was really great. i know i'd never be able to think something like that up. i think my favourite lines were the last-- "even the day Marluxia was pronounced dead of an overdose and it was all over the news and the newspapers and everyone’s lips, Roxas was still fucking the brains out of an already brainless girl and..."-- and this: "Oh, but they wouldn’t have sex in his bed, Roxas told himself. They would curl up in the older man’s silk sheets and soft quilts made out of rare fur in the middle of some foreign country – India perhaps, or Brazil! God knows how many places that man had been."

they were just sort of great. anyways, i'm done rambling.

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