DGM 170 Spoilers

Beware for: Major spoilers ahead!!

DGM Chap 170: (Finally after 3 weeks)

Kanda you were so hot!!!!! I loved the part when Yuu told the guy with the two moles on his head that he was annoying!!! Yes! Finally, someone telling that son of a b*tch off!! (See me in front of the comp screaming my head off) ← still don't know what that guy's name is... OTL

Now some more ranting! Where is my Rabi??? Where are you Rabi??!! He gets this tiny little slot... argh! I am angry, I waited for so long and this is what I get? We see Leverrier's (sp?) face more than we see Rabi's back. Look how tiny Rabi was!!! QuQ (I had to point out where Kanda was... XP)



Miranda was so adorable! Her drastic reactions, she was just so cute. No wonder she is my favorite female character in DGM XDDD (Please don't mind the Chinese... I was too lazy to wipe it out :P)


One last note: Lady who are you?? ↓ You are freaking hot!!! -drools- So Hoshino was away for 3 weeks thinking about how to make more hot characters :DD I like!~

From My Hands Part IV

-takes cover- I don't mean it for another post in the From My Hands Series DX But since I made them, I guess I must put them up on my blog, whether it is for fun or simply to let readers throw garbage at me for making such a creepy collection of crap.

My personal honey! 熊谷 V ← I love him~ v So here comes reference first! (Yesh he is from a manga too XD) My sisters think he is ugly... -pouts pouts- He is my current love!!! I think he is over the top adorable~

Just for fun reference cuz I simply can't resist this face!!! MOE!


Now for the actual product..... (He turned out uglier than expected... but I am still in love~)

Back:

Pist! He is currently residing on my pencil case, awaiting for the new school year ;D


And here I come!!! ~ :3 ← you know I couldn't resist!




Now on to the next product in line. Its Excalibur from Soul Eater!! (I was too lazy for reference... use your imagination?)


This was the original cut out... I colored him in and gave him some eyelashes and leg hair (the marker was too thick... he looks like a leopard now OTL) And he is taped on to my computer XD If you could read at the top of the screen... that says D. Gray-Man... yes its ff.n XDD Now its name is Excalibura! v ← its a girl... I think D:


And now: DRESS UP TIME! V Its sexy 熊谷 on Excaliura's body~


Please don't blame... the lack of fresh air and sunlight can do this for an otaku like myself....

Sugar Coated Life

I feel really happy these days, content with my life and generally just really glad to be living my life XD What caused it? I really can't be sure. Despite knowing school starts in a week and my homeroom is science XP I am quite enjoying my days. -grins grins-

I think it has to do with my lack of responsibilities. I feel that my life is so easy, no stress, lack of homework. And generally being able to talk with my friends, whether they are from the Internet or in real life. (Mostly the ones from the net though OTL... I guess my Internet life really is a lot more vivid than my real life one XD)

Everything is going my way, I am so relaxed and everything is just really great. I have nothing to complaint about (unlike my usual rants) so I guess this post is really the opposite.

I always remember that: you never know what you had until you lose it.

I guess I really took this line to the heart and tried to appreciate whatever it is that I am lucky to have.

(Ultra happy smile~)

Oh geez, this post is lame beyond anything XDD

From My Hands Part III & Galore

Beside all that junk coming up below, I have posted up more links. (Look left!!) Some are useful and some not so XD The Japanese dictionary and converter, I often use and its correct so no need to wonder XD

Now on to my usual crap :D

Well, I have made these a while ago but never remembered to put them up XD So here it is"From My Hands Part III" (I really should stop... shouldn't I? XD)

First comes reference! Oh... how this inspired me! v


Then comes the actual product! XDD (Fish and spider ones are my personally favorite.... >///<)



Just for fun XD Translation: Rawr~






A recent CD I downloaded and am quite loving it. Dragonette's Galore. Funky tunes with easy, relaxed lyrics, I think you can keep listening to it and not get bored XD Their style is strange and laid back, so its pretty nice to just listen and work on whatever you have (in my case: fanfics, fanfics, fanfics XD)

2008 Summer Trip!

Since I am the laziest person possibly on Earth, this is what I will give you as my representation of my summer 9 day trip. Yup, simply drove from the star ★ follow the arrows and go back to the star :D



August 12-13: New Brunswick --- Magnetic Hill (Total FRAUD!!)
Aug 14: PEI (Prince Edward Island) --- Anne of Green Gables and Lighthouses.
Aug 15: Nova Scotia --- By the sea Fredericton, fossils, and a beautiful white eyed doggie! v
Aug 16: New Brunswick (Again) --- Saint John, market and neat little town call St. Andrews. (One thing: No garbage can??!!)
Aug 17: Portland --- Beach and a Kaleidoscope.
Aug 18: Boston & Cambridge --- Harvard! OTL... the people's land of smartness
Aug 19: Cape Cod & New Bedforth --- Whaling all the way...
Aug 20: Albany --- NY Museum (It's free!!! *O*)

Here are some pictures:

Plant fossils & the sort :)


The Kaleidoscope. (Great when you are bored to tears)


Pea Pod decoration from a X-mas store XD


Sea shore's rocky surfaces.


The pretty dog! v

P
rince Edward Island's red soil, green grass, and blue sky.


Small town's church.


By the sea's boats~

Unable to be found

Be back in 10 days! v

Going on a little road trip with my family, traveling to Nova Scotia, New Brunswick, PEI, and Boston. I am not expecting too much from these ten days but it would be a nice break from all this computer radiation I am getting right now XDD

But I'll miss you all! v (whoever actually reads my blog at least~)

You are 18, Rabi!

Rabi! My baby~ It's your birthday today v

I am so proud of myself. Updated two fics, and posted up an exclusive Rabi b-day fanfic!!! XDD And I said Happy B-day to him in five different places.

1.) MSN
2.) Rabi B-day Fic
3.) Caught Up's last chapter
4.) My Book's update
5.) Blog

6.) And if it counts: Real life

XDD I have done a lot of work today~ (floats on happy express) <--- not high!!

Anyway I will leave this nice and short:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY RABI JUNIOR!!!
(Lavi/Bookman Apprentice/Ravi/Baka Usagi)

May you have plenty of happy days to come, and remain beautiful and young. darling! ;DD


Okay beside this, I got a little notice: I shall be gone from Aug 12th till at most the 21st because of a family trip. It would be a shame but it is about time I get outside XDD So be aware of my lack of response!

I want Mugen!

PURE SPOILERS



OTL I love you Kanda v v v

AHHH!!!! He is so fuckin' sexy! That cold blooded bastard with the doll like face! He is just out to kill all of us fangirls, ne??!! -faints in all his glory-

But one thing I noticed!!!!!!

WHY DOES MUGEN LOOK SO DIFFERENT??!!

I miss the old Mugen, it suited him so much more, this one is too normal looking. Like all the other katana out there... I am disappointed! :S I WANT OLD MUGEN BACK!!! (Here is a reference if anyone DARES to forget!) Rawr! I want to bite Hoshino so bad D:<



六幻! 六幻! 六幻! 還我六幻! (Trans: Mugen! Mugen! Give me back Mugen!)

And where is my baby, Rabi??!! It's his 18th B-day (again!) tomorrow and you don't even give him an appearance!!!! -Angry fangirl here!-

Okay I think that's all I want to say... sorry Cross :D But I am sure you will back before we know it~ Or not, which is more likely = =bb I think Cross will become Hoshino's backup character where ever they need help, he may pop out of nowhere and Hoshino will give him a face shot XP

But besides that I highly doubt Cross would be around, at least not for a while.

08. 08. 08. 08.

The Beijing Olympics Opening! 08.08.08.08. (08 hour, 08 day, 08 month, 08 year.) Chinese people do like the number 8 XD And there is a reason for that, like how the number 4 means death, the number 8 means prosperous. XD And we do like money $$$~ v

Now that that is aside, I cut my hair again!! (this topic is posted right by the grand opening of the Olympics.... -nervous laughter-)

Btw, 2 more days to Rabi's b-day and I just dug up a old piece of slight RK... maybe I can post that? But I may feel a little guilty DX But for sure I will be updating two of my stories on that day :DD So plenty of work for me to do till then~

From My Hands Part II

These two sewing projects have been finished a while ago, I just never bothered to get them from my phone XDD But here they are!

Meet KUMA! (meaning 'bear' in Jap.) Or as I named him: 小熊吉 v
His eyebrows were the hardest to make, they were so goddamn tiny!! = =bb



Now for reference, where it actually came from. The manga, Double Arts!! (I know they look so different... XP)


Next comes the monkey! It was made for my sister, she didn't let me name it... -pouts pouts-



And reference! (this one looks more alike... right?)


And that is for now! Although I am stitching more things up as we speak~


Now last but not least, a final contribute to summer school! (As you can see, I was bored in class and scratched away half my name D:)

Red Hair & Black Circles

I feel bad I didn't get around to say Happy B-day to Bookman yesterday XD

Sorry, Bookman! Or as Rabi would say, Panda Jiji! (gets kicked in the head)

I want to give the old man a cake for all his cuteness! v But then again, I don't want a shorter life expectancy... XPP

It won't be long till Rabi's b-day! And I feel so guilty b/c I don't think I can come up with a b-day fic for the Bookman Apprentice. -pouts pouts- Just in case, I think I can update Caught Up, final chapter baby! Right on Rabi's b-day -wink- XDDD

I am not sure if I would still be writing DGM next year... one year is quite a long time to have something totally in control of your obsessed list! DX

Uee! But I still feel bad that I didn't get anything prepared for our baka usagi's b-day. DX I better think of something good to do for him because I am not sure I would still be writing DGM XD

Anyway, last note:

Happy b-day, Panda Jiji!!! v v (Flys across the room from Bookman's super kick in the head....)

A Walking Ticking Time Bomb

XXX A Soul Eater Fanfic.

She opened her wide eyes in surprise, a light breath escaped her pursed lips and she sat up in a mechanical stance. Her long straight strands flayed with her movement before resting against her back. Icy locks fell into place as the voice called out her name once again.

Eruka.

She turned her head, neatly trimmed frosty hair followed in an orderly fashion; she could feel the ends of her bangs touching her eyelashes. She blinked as she ran a tongue along her lips, making the raw texture moist.

It was the witch.

Medusa.

She silently replied, feeling the black arrows slither from within her. The sharp edges crawled along her organs, tracing the flesh and bones; she gave an involuntary shiver at the contact despite it not being the first time it has happened. Those arrows just react so much stronger when they hear her voice.

Is everything ready?

Her hand unconsciously tightened around the crisp white sheets on the foreign bed, her large eyes fell on to the mask discarded to the ground in haste. The black holes of the Arachnophobia Organization stared back at her in the empty darkness.

Yes, just as you planned.

She blindly reached for the identical black cloak before easily slipping it on her thinly clad body. The texture felt smooth against her arms as she fumbled around in the dark to put on her white boots.

Good.

She didn’t open the lamp on the side table for the fear of anyone seeing. She simply patted the ground silently for the mask, feeling for the ivory smooth surface. Her finger touched it, she withdrawn before calming down to the different feel of things. She wrapped her fingers around the perfected curve.

I am making my way there now.

She placed it over her calm features and stumbled with grace to the door. Her hand touched the cold doorknob as she slowly pushed it open, afraid to wake anyone else near by. It opened with a tiny whine from the hinges as she grabbed a black bag placed neatly by the door.

We’ll be waiting.

The conversation was over as she focused her attention back to the blinding bright light that reached her eyes. Being so long in the dark, the hot white light bulbs that hung from the ceiling made her wince in pain, her eyes watered and she looked down at the floor.

Her heel clicked quietly on the tiled floor as she walked down the hallway looking like the rest of them, the fear has long since left her. Her back was straight and her eyes were directed to the end of another deserted hallway. She had no fear, she felt like herself again, walking down the busy streets looking for something that would stir her interest for a simple destruction.

Tick.

What was that she just heard?

She brushed it off as nothing. Her heels clicked at a constant tempo as she glided across the marble tiles with the bag in tow. She turned another corner, took a small bow at an identically dressed man, but she had learned that he was of a higher rank.

Tick.

Her steps faltered this time; she has missed a beat in the song. That couldn’t be a mistake, she did hear something and it was definitely worth noting. She blinked behind the mask and her features twisted into something short of confusion and more of curiosity.

Tick.

It was definitely following her as she took another step, it sounded like a clock, the second hand of a clock. Only, this thing goes tick, it didn’t go tick-tock like how normal clocks should.

She tilted her head to the side, the black material crinkled under her movements and she continued to make her way to where Medusa told her to go. She couldn’t be late; it was never good when Medusa’s plan turn into a disaster. Everyone but her are bound to be blamed.

She hurried a little faster, her thighs brushing against one another as she took shallower steps at a quicker pace. Her song’s beat picked up but the constant ticking that nagged in her mind didn’t change.

It still went, tick, tick, tick in the night, like the heart in her chest, banging quietly against her rib cage.

She stopped, took a look around and ducked into a back door and her shadow disappeared without another trace in the white gleaming hallways that stretched on in the spider-like body. Her bony structure was suddenly plunged into darkness; her hands reached out from beneath the cloak and she slowly navigated her way through the narrow worn down mine tunnels.

The ticking noise has gotten louder, or perhaps it was just because she was in a closeted surrounding. Maybe that’s what amplified the soft sound into a deafening roar.

Her hands ran along the familiar pointed rocks, feeling its rough texture on her fingertips. There was an oil lamp up ahead, it lighted a few yards and she quickly made her way there. She laid the bag against the wall and stood still as she took a look for any signs that Medusa has arrived.

She didn’t see any and the ticking continued.

She paused; took a deep breath and realized it was echoing inside of her. She could feel the soft sound as it reverberated through her in small thin caresses. The gentle ticking that came in waves was coursing through her body, humming to an acoustic song in the soft fibers of her bones.

Her lips widened into a smile that stretched across her face, it seemed her cheeks would crack like fragile porcelain. She shook with fear when Medusa first placed them in but now she realized that it was just like another bone in her body, another vein in her pulsing arm, the gentle ticking soothed her like destruction could to her soul.

She heard the quiet scuffing of shoes against the dirt floor. Soft murmurs in the air and she knew they were close.

Are you there?

The bombs that ticked in her body quieted down to the sound of their master.

Yes, I arrived 10 minutes ago.

There was no need for another reply as Medusa’s dusty blonde hair came into view. She reached up and took the mask off of her face as she regarded the mix match of teens behind her; they seemed like a patchwork quilt made at different time periods, the colors blended strangely together despite the apparent mess.

“Here, put these on.”

She opened the bag and pulled out outfits after outfits of the Arachnophobia clothes. The teens took them in their hands and stood there as they raised an eyebrow at the strange design. She had that same look when Medusa first handed her her set of the Arachnophobia clothes.

“They won’t bite, now put them on.” Medusa ordered in a motherly tone despite how she was barely half of all their heights.

She gave them one last glance before Medusa walked over. She knew what this meant and crouched down to her height.

“Another job done.” Medusa plainly stated before hovering a small hand over her lips, she parted them and a small breath escaped. She felt the magnetic pull as the sliver of black arrow snaked up her throat, gently grazing at the sensitive tissues in her body.

It didn’t take long before the bomb was taken out. She didn’t know how many was really in her but neither did she ever bother to ask Medusa. It just didn’t seem too important.

She looked down as she felt the last of it slip through her lips. Another job well done, another bomb had been taken out, the ticking quiet down to a low distraction as she stood back up.

Medusa turned to take a look at the lot of them before she picked up hers from on top of the black bag. She watched the woman in the little girl’s body fumbled with the cloak; it seemed that it was a little big even if it was the smallest size she could find. Leaning over, she pulled at the black material and straightened out the edges before handing over the mask to her.

Medusa took it in silence but her eyes read, why?

She gave a tiny smile that was barely there and simply stood up to place the mask over her face. Her steps led the way, the white heel of her boot dug deep into the hardened soil on the ground.

“Just right this way.” Her voice was quiet as it echoed the gentle ticking in her pulse.

She didn’t turn back to look at all the different shapes and sizes of the identical cloaks and masks. She simply led the way back into the beating heart of the Arachnophobia as she awaited for one of the largest destruction she would see in her life.

XXX Kuro

First SE fic! v I think I have to say Eruka is my favorite character despite my fear of frogs.... I think it has something to do with her hair. =v= Oh yeah, I don't own anything~ (that was my rather late disclaimer!)

Lining Up to Throw Rocks

Spoilers ahead!

Hoshino, I want to ask you a very serious question.


What crack were you on when you drew this?


But let's think on the realistic side.

I really don't think Cross would die so easily. No way, nu-eh. Cuz if he was killed so easily, then who will be the person Hoshino bring out when the Earl come along? You can't really expect Allen to face off the Earl by himself. (Well... it would most likely be true but still!)

I have one guess at what happened: Cross was attempting to escape again by faking his death! (Yesh, that was the best I could come up with... = =bb) But hey, if Cross was crazy enough, which he totally is, he would so do it!

But if Cross really dies, I will be the first one to throw rocks at Hoshino. But I am quite sure there will be plenty of other people lining up after me to flame her too.

One last thing: It couldn't just be me right? The shirt Cross was wearing was rather..... gay. (Or in better words: flamboyantly gay!) And what was with the ridiculously fancy jewelries?