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Contest Entry:: Anime Crossdressers Stick TogetherDavid was the new boy at Ouran Academy. His hair was shaved fairly closely, but spiked up at the front. Being an artistic person, he majored in music. So, where else would he go at the academy than Music Room #3? Upon opening the door, he was taken aback by 6 handsome young men! Or rather, 5 handsome young men, a cute little boy, and what appears to be ... a female crossdresser?
He could tell just by looking at her that that was a she. The hosts available - David knew as he has seen Host clubs in Japan before, though never in high school - all welcomed him at the same time. Though it appeared that most guests were female, they didn't hesitate in including him as well.
The blonde stepped out in front of the others. "You are free to choose from whichever fantasy you like! What's your type? The Little Devils? Strong and silent? The Cool Type?"
David looked to the only one who he would ever have a chance of truly liking. "Can...can I hand out with the girl over there?"
Tamaki and the rest
Contest Entry:: Grell Sutcliff Learns to CookValentine's Day had given a new light in Grell Sutcliff's heart. Initially, he disrupted the humans only to get their chocolate on that particular night for it seemed that no matter how hard he tried he would never seem attractive to William, Sebastian, or even the Undertaker. However, an alternative came to mind. He could always learn to make his own chocolate! Though, after looking in to it, making chocolate had a lot of different processes and ingredients involved. There had to be something easier to start. Thus, it was on that day that the Shinigami Grell Sutcliff decided to learn how to cook.
The red-clad reaper laid out various foods with a smile on his face. Each of them was set one by one onto his red counter. Flour, eggs, oil, mix. Tomatoes, spices, cheese. Cream, berries, butter. He sat for a moment, reluctant to even begin. He had never needed to use his home's over. Shinigami really don't need to eat, though they tend to enjoy it in luxury, much like they do sleeping. We
Kurokanojo Part 11 - FinaleGrell explained, "There were a few members of the Banshees posted around this building, all taken out thanks to me by the way, but the rest were too chicken and decided they would pray on some other poor soul to ruin a few lives."
Austin took a few steps back from the redhead. "Then what's the gauntlet for? Phantomhive just strolled away. If I can't take down the banshees, then I at least want to take down the brat who let so much power slip out of his hands."
"Excuse me, Master?" Christina interjected. "Yeah, Sebastian's a demon. Ciel's a demon. I'm a demon. It'd be sort of a deadlock. I mean, I'm still forced to do whatever you say, but yeah, I'd most likely wind up dead."
"Nooooo " Angelica clung to her dreamboat again. "Everyone is going to be ok."
"Listen up!" Jessi screamed, a migraine growing. "Everything's going to be fine all right. Just not for you guys. You see, people down at Dispatch don't appreciate so many demons running around, and that last confession is en
Kurokanojo Part 7 - ReapersChristina and Austin stared blankly at the two. The blond was shaking her head and hands nervously, as if the two had just set off a bomb that she did not want detonated. The red haired man smiled devilishly and revealed a row as teeth as sharp as those of sharks. To the demon and master's surprise, he struck a pose. "I am a reaper to DIE for ~<3! I am Grell Sutcliff, the fiery red deliverer of the hands of DEATH! Woman of passion and massacre!! ~<3"
They both stared at him. The pose was ridiculous. And did he just refer to himself as a woman?
The girl beside him facepalmed. "Please, sempai. I like working with you everything, but do you have to be so over-the-top?" She reached into her waist-strap and armed herself with her mini-scythe.
Grell waved his finger at her. "My dear, life is a never-ending theater, and I always demand center stage!"
Still, both were awestruck. Christina opened her mouth, but nothing came out except for a couple cracking sounds. Austin
Kurokanojo Part 8 - The Story of Jessi RizzoJessi opened her eyes. Where was she? It looked like some kind of office. The last thing she remembered, there was a party. The whole "instructions to become a Grim Reaper" thing was just a few magic words, but they didn't do anything. It was most likely a scam, so she went to have fun with her friend.
She strained to remember more.
That one friend Nicole, if she could remember right was, well, she was being a whore. Again. Jessi decided to drown her sorrows in punch. In retrospect, it might have been spiked. It didn't taste right. Then, things got a little blurry. She felt like puking. Then again, she might have puked in the bathroom already. She went out to the pool. The others coaxed her into swimming in that state.
She couldn't navigate.
Her body felt heavy.
Water filled her lungs.
She couldn't breathe
Someone came around the corridor. It was a man dressed completely in black, a business suit. He used something long and sharp to readjust his glasses, but Jessi h
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