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Awww one of my favorite manga sites just shut down. Can anyone recommend another really fast manga releasing site. Oh yeah, one of my favs was mangapark.com

Im seriously going to cry and riot if more manga sites and anime files get terminated ┗( T﹏T )┛

i just enter mangapark website (one of my favorite manga website) and now it won't work. it was said that the site has been permanently terminated, because of manga copyright..please don't tell me that all of the manga website will be permanently terminated...really love manga..!!! (*fave manga website: mangapark,mangago,kissmanga,mangafox) （￣へ￣）

I decided to put this one on a different comment. Can anyone recommend a kinky/smut josei romance? If you know anything that's a little dark/psychological/twisted, that would be great. Working woman is also great. Also, anyone know a smut romance with a Prince? Josei preferable ^^

For some reason I can't access this website on my ipod touch. I can access any web, but just not mangago, and I don't know why. When I tried it, it just says 'safari could not open the page because the server stopped responding'. Like, really? I feel like crying real tears here. Does anyone know WTF is going on and how I should go about fixing it? I use ipod touch 5, and i can access the website just fine using the computer. PLZ HELP!!!

has anyone have problem when you try to come here on you ipads as i try i cant it say "safari could no open the page because the server stopped responding" don't know what happen :( please help :( :( :(

is there anyone here like me who is over 20 years old, graduated from college and is working now but still read manga(esp yaoi), watch anime and listen to jrock/jpop/kpop? hahaha
i dont know when/can i to stop..should i? XD

Yaoi and Shoujo has pushed my already high expectation of guys even higher. Thanks to them i will probably end up dying alone. lol. I don't think there is any guy as awesome as the guy i am usually attracted to or think is cool in mangas. so sad

i just wondered about it and never came to a decision but who do you think is the :
1) the sexiest seme
2) the most caring seme
3) the sexiest uke

What made you like Yaoi?

To be honest out of curiosity I clicked on the anime of Sekaiich Hatsukoi, I found the first episode so sweet and cute and funny, I carried on and since that time I lost interest in normal type of anime and manga, I make yaoi story on my mind, I wish my favorite yaoi characters would turn reality :x Yaoi is life I can read it 24h.

Even tho I still love Shounen anime however girls hardly play any role and I stopped watching shoujo anime as well ._.

Am I the only one who changed after liking yaoi?

Hey guys, just wanted to tell you guys that I'm gonna start creating lists (currently working on a The Yakuza List). So if you guys have any suggestions for topics either put it down on this post (or you can leave an ask at my tumblr which can be found in my page too).

I have to say I really like this new feature, it's a fantastic way to find out what other people are not only reading but what they think matches or are their favorites. Really fun to see what some people have put together on their lists already!

Wishing for it too rain
Rain dance
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Yay its rainin

Dont mind me keep scrolling

Now there's a annoying button?! 0.0 Wonder what's next?

Mike's extra. (part 1)
Question: You're in love with your best friend but your best friend doesn't know, what would you do?
(A) Gather your courage and profess your love.
(B) Bottle up your feelings inside and just stand and watch until they're with someone.
Another question (which you'll find repulsive): Do you feel satisfied when you raped the person you love?
Yes or no?
Well I do.
Now hold on. Before you start spewing swear words at me just let me explain. What I did was selfish and cruel (forgive me lord), I know, but if you were in my shoes wouldn't you've done the same? It's crazy and I know you people would shout at me "no".
I'm ok if GAY was with a girl. But a GUY?! I have been hiding my sexuality from him-so he wouldn't FREAK OUT!-and what do I get in return?! A huge stab in my heart!
I thought for sure that GAY would always be straight, would find a girl, get married, have kids, and die old together. While as for me, I would stay by his side and watch them with a (sad) smile on my face, forget about my homosexuality and love for GAY, maybe I'll get married with a woman and have children of my own (and probably get a divorce). That was how I planned it but FATE must have some tricks in store. And of all the guys in the world it had to be Tristan!? My ex, Tristan Williamson! Freaking Tristan!!!
By the time I saw them together at GAY's room, I knew I never stood a chance to win GAY's love by my side.
It hurts. Why did he choose Tristan? Why didn't WE connect? Why was I the one to get crushed, tortured, and punished? Life was unfair for me.
That's why last night was fulfilling to me. When I got to his house all my senses were gone and I couldn't remember my actions. All I know is that I knocked out the back of his head, carried him over my shoulder, laid him down on the bed, tied his hands with rope (which was in my pocket), and gagged his mouth with a piece of white cloth (also in my pocket).
By the time I was done, my dormant brain had woken up and I saw what was in front of me.
I didn't care, not at all. I wanted GAY, he was mine, not Tristan's.
And you know what happened next. Regardless the consequences of our friendship, I let it happen, I let my movement go. I fucked him.
You thought I didn't hear his muffled cries, but I did. It was music to my ears.
Call me a villain, a bastard, or a shitty loser...
He deserved it. GAY DESERVED IT!
Do you know why I was being rough to his body? 'Cause I blame him! For making me frustrated, for becoming a depraved monster, for not having what could've been OUR future!
I poured all my emotions on GAY and made him suffer. Then once Tristan came to the rescue, I lost my humanity and acted reckless, selfish, and crazy.
After Tristan messed up my face... Did you know how shocked I was when my best friend (who, by the way, was naked) wrapped around me and cried for me. He kept repeating "sorry, sorry, sorry", and my thoughts were "God, what have I done?".
I felt terrible, ashamed, disgusted with myself.
The time GAY wanted to be alone with me-and he punched my chest. Paybacks a bitch. Skip, skip, skip-it was over, farewell, to forget my feelings of love and go back to being friends. Because we made a deal.
It wasn't a punishment for me. No, I had to move on, I have to erase GAY as a lover, I have to find someone.
GAY or anyone who's listening to me. I'm sorry. I'll try to be a better person. I'm sorry...

"Are you paying attention young man? Or should I slap your head right now?"
"Huh... what?" I snapped to reality just before the librarian positioned her hand. "Sorry, come again?"
The stern old lady mumbled to herself then said to me, "Should I not pay you and give a bad review for employee's lack of hearing?"
She was sneering at me like she won a victory for me being in trouble.
I don't care, do it you old hag.
Sadly, I couldn't say it to her. Not because I was afraid of her, I was afraid of my MOM.
"No. It was irresponsible of me for rudely treating the customer."
"Now that's better." She said, proudly.
Kiss my ass lady. I mentally replied.
She went on and on of her rules, I vividly pictured me taping her mouth shut.
After she was done speaking, I carefully arranged the plants in their place, and still got plenty of free time on my hands.
So why not waste it on a book.
I walked to every section to inquire myself if there was any useful interest to read.
So far, none. Every book that I searched were art, learning-related, childish, and classical fiction.
Isn't there something for my taste? I want to read a novel about romance (just that I'm a jock, doesn't mean that I'm a insensitive guy who thinks only of boobs and ass. More like penis and ass.).
As I skimmed through every book titles, there was one novel wedged between the two books. And it's a romance novel.
I sneakily took the novel and hid it under my shirt-'cause no one should know about my obsession with this type of genre. I'm a guy, we boys have pride. If some guy made fun of the other guy, yeah, epic loser to him. Then I walked normally, acting cool.
People who were seated gawked at me. Don't know why they were staring at me like that... Until I realized why. It's my face.
I ignored them and just entered inside the botanical room. All I want is to find some peace and quiet and not be reminded of yesterday.
The room completely calmed me down. Rays of light filtered through every glass panes. Aromatic flowers (which I planted awhile ago.) wafted in the air, giving that sweet scent. There wasn't any people in this room-which is good for me but such a shame that no one could enjoy this.
I found a stone bench to sit on-it's mine, nobody can reserve this spot. So hahahaha!-so I languidly sat down.
I opened the book and read Night Heat with undivided attention.
What's Night Heat about? It's a story about two rivals (name: Marco and Violet) who are tango dancers. In the heat of the competition their dance partners had injury problems. So it was up to them to pair up and put their differences aside. There was unexpected love, some twisted drama, and plenty of smut.
An hour passed and I'm on the juicy part where Marco makes love with Violet. I was almost done with the chapter, then suddenly... WHAT THE HELL!
Out of nowhere some jerk blocked my light! How am I supposed to read in the dark, idiot!!!
I glared up at the jerk (hope it's a guy).
I should've known. It's a girl! Right in front of me was an asian girl. A freaking girl!
"Look," I said, angrily. "I'm trying to peacefully read here. And aren't you ashamed that you're ruining commitment with your boyfriend? Shoo!"
The asian just stood there like she's frozen. What's funny though is her face. She opened her mouth, then closed, open and closed again like a fish. Her eyes were shut tight, then a tiny peek and back to shutting again. I have to admit, it was cute the way she scrunched up her slender nose like a rabbit.
Wait, what the hell am I talking about!
I sighed in annoyance (now I know how the librarian feels). "Don't let me repeat again. Go away or I'll force you-"
"Um..." She finally spoke. Thank god! I thought she was deaf or mute. "S-s-s-sorry for b-b-b-bothering you, but I-I-I am in l-l-l-love with you and I certainly don't have a b-b-b-boyfriend."
I raised a brow. How the heck am I suppose to understand that? "Girl, stop stuttering and speak normally would ya."
"I'm not a girl..." She murmured.
"What?" I moved my ear close to her lips.
"I'm a boy..." She said in a tiny voice.
"That's it!" Enough is enough! I had it with her! "Come with me!"
I pulled her arm along and found a spot where only the two of us were alone.
"Talk. There's only me and you, no one else but trees. So say it out loud." I ordered her.
Her body was shaken up so much, I thought maybe she was gonna pee.
I shrugged my shoulders in a careless way. "I tried. I gave a chance and you lost it. See ya, farewell."
As soon as I turned to leave. BAM! She spun me back to her and talked fastly.
"My name is Ben Nakamura. I'm a senior at Millerberg high. I watched you play basketball before-which is really awesome. Your name is Mike Bennington and I think- No, more like I love you. And I'm not a girl but a boy, male, guy. So that makes me gay. If it makes you uncomfortable then I'm sorry but I truly, positively, definitely love you. Please be my boyfriend!"
When she finished she gulped for air. While as for me, all I did was blinked my eyes. She was smashing her words together like "MynameisBenNakamura". Every sentence was unintelligible. Except one word...
"Did you say that you're a BOY?" I must've been mistaken.
"Y-y-y-yes." She (or he?) confirmed.
"....Ehhhhh?!" My eyes widened real wide. That's impossible!
"What do you mean?" He asked. Oops! I must have said it out loud.
"You... You just- You're not- You are not a boy!" There, I said it.
"But I am." He firmly replied.
"No. I've seen some guys who has a baby face, or acts feminine, or dresses up like a lady. But you on the other hand are a GIRL." I emphasized the "girl". "Because a GIRL has that high-pitched voice. A GIRL looks pretty in makeup-since you're wearing black makeup on your eyes. A GIRL would have that hairstyle and has gloss with it. Also, only a GIRL can act coy to get a guy. So nice try, I know that's your mask and tricks but I'm not falling for it." Actually, I did a little but he doesn't need to know.
"I'm telling the truth! Honest!" He persisted.
Man! This girl-guy-whatever!-just won't give up!
"Uh-huh, sure. Keep telling yourself that. Bye-bye."
"No choice. I'm sorry!"
Now this is very shocking to me. This person should have done this in the first place. Because this is a in-your-face moment.
What HE did (yes, I said he. It's really a male) was taking my left hand and placed it on the front of his pants (where the zipper was), where my hand met with his.... Dick.
"Whoa!" I exclaimed in surprise and stumbled back, resulting a hard landing on the ground.
He yelped in alarm and fell down on top of me (I must have pulled him along).
"Ugh." I groaned. Ow! That hurt my back. I raised my head upright and checked if he (Ben was it?) was alright.
He looked like he was cozy enough to fall asleep.
Strange. Why is my heart beating fast? I mean he does look adorable, and that you want to hold him all to yourself, and you just want to kiss those lips and stroke his hair-
Whoa! What?! Snap out of it Mike!
"Are you ok?" I asked him. Get it together Mike, don't do the wrong way.
"Mmmm." He flickered his eyes and slowly grinned at me-am I seeing an angel? "Yes, you saved me. Well, technically, you pulled me but your body saved my fall. So, thank you."
Oh shit! I'm feeling hard right now. Damn it! Please don't notice, ignore it, ignore it... Too late.
He felt my hardened groin press through the fabric of my pants.
"Oh! Um..." He didn't meet my eyes. He bit his bottom lip and blushed.
"Uh, it's not what it looks like?" I said it in a question. Talk about awkward.
"W-w-w-what?" He pretended there's nothing. "Um... So you believe me that I'm a boy?" He added with a very awkward giggle.
"I believe you. Sorry for being harsh."
"It's fine. You must have a reason, I'm sure."
"Yeah. Every time girls who are single, in a relationship, ALWAYS flirt and chase me. I had enough of it, but they won't stop." I huffed my breath.
"Do you...like girls?" He asked shyly.
"Um, well, no. Truth is, I'm gay."
He perked up his head. "Seriously?"
"Yes. But no one knows that except my best friend and my ex." I said quickly.
"So there's still a chance for me." He brightened his face-which made me happy-shortly, then into a frown. "Oh wait. I'm acting selfish. Maybe I'm also pestering you. I'm sorry! I-I-I shouldn't have said that. I'll just leave you alone."
"Not at all! Don't go! You're not bothering me. In fact, how do you think I have a boner?"
Wait, what did I just say?! Did I say that out loud?!
"Oh my god." He said quietly, "I didn't mean to do that."
"Well, if it makes you happy, you're the first to turn me on." OMG! Shut up! Shut up Mike!
"Hahahaha!" He forced a laugh while his face turned bright red.
Great, now I'm red in the face too.
"Uh, want to go somewhere? Like, to my van?" Am I luring him? Geez, I sound like I'm a kidnapper trying to bait a cute boy.
"I-I really shouldn't." He declined. Of course he would. No one would accept some stranger's offering.
"I shouldn't have said that. My bad. But I would like to know you."
"Mmmm..." He was thinking it over. I don't know what. "I changed my mind. Let's go to your van."
"Really?" Is he for real?
"Un-huh." He nodded.
"Okay then."
I moved my legs a little up and I just inwardly snapped. Because after my movement, my dick rubbed him, which made him moaning for lust.
"Nnnn! Hah, hah, hah." He panted while moaning. "Ooooh! So embarrassing! Sorry Mike. Mike?"
I can't take it anymore!!!
I didn't hear him. Didn't talk, didn't stare. I let myself up and carried him in my arms and bolted straight to the van.
"Whoa! Mike?!!"
God, I think I'm in love! Or maybe it's sex I'm after?...

"Mmmph! Mike st- Hold...on... Wait a-" He said in between our kiss. As soon as we made it, I tossed him in the back, went inside and fully shut the doors, And dove right to his mouth.
"Can't...stop...I want...you!" I ripped open his shirt and roamed his chest with my hands. A level of soft caress turned to rough ravaging (which I think it will leave red marks).
"Nnnn! Mike...it...feels...good." He moaned to my touch. What soft skin he has.
"Relax, and let...me...do the...job." I soothingly replied.
I pulled away his mouth and started to aggressively suck and bite down his chest.
"Aaaaah!" He arched his back forward. "Please, more!" He pleaded.
I kept repeating and repeating, sucking and biting, I immediately went for those cute, pink, supple nipples.
I grazed them between my teeth, then teasingly stretched a little out.
"Miiike!" He whimpered in a sweet voice, not of pain.
"I didn't catch your name. What's your name?" I said softly, while meeting his luminous eyes.
"Ben Nakamura." He answered.
"Ben Nakamura. Lovely name." So that was a bit of an exaggeration-bite me would ya. I don't care what anyone says.
"It is?" Ben asked.
"Un." I grunted "yes" and attacked his mouth.
"Mmmmm!" Ben kissed back. He wrapped his arms around my neck as we went deeper and more sensually.
My fingers dug into his hair, feeling that silkiness.
"Mike...I...love...you." Ben confessed to me.
He said "I love you" to me! My heart is literally jumping with joy! I literally feel like I'm in heaven!
"Me-" As I was about to reply back. Flashes from yesterday came to my brain.
Oh god! What am I even doing!
"NO!!!" I recoiled and pushed Ben away from me.
"Mike? What's wrong?"
Shit! I'm so stupid! Haven't I learned my lesson? What am I doing? I shouldn't be happy or having sex with Ben! Argh! What's wrong with me!!! Am I incapable to not disappoint GAY?
"I knew it, it's my fault. I'll leave."
I was contemplating my own thoughts, it startled me to see Ben turning his back to me.
"Ben, where're you going?" I inquired.
"I-I-I'm leaving. I forced you and you dislike me. You need some personal space, so I'll go and I'm just gonna forget you, forever." Ben choked when he said "forever".
"Ben, no. It's not you-"
"But it is! Because I look feminine that's why you kissed me."
"No, that's not the reason-"
"Please don't. Save your words and let me go. It's my fault and I'm deeply sorry."
Ben sniffed up his nose. I can't, I won't, never will I ever let him go!
I have to tell. It might get him mad, but it's for love!
"I raped my best friend!" I blurted loudly.
Ben stiffened his body then turned his head to me. "What?"
"I raped my best friend." I repeated, calmly. "It was my intention, all me."
"When? How? Why?" Ben showed various emotions on his face. I can't blame him.
"I'll tell you. Just please stay and listen, I won't even touch you, I swear."
Ben hesitated at first then he accepted. "Alright, tell me every detail."
I told him every single detail, including my ex and GAY's name (which Ben cringed-but he's not the only one who cringes at GAY's full name), how I used my "tools" to bind GAY, when and why I was in love with GAY, and how my face got turned into a mess-thanks a lot Tristan!
"And that's why I didn't want to continue on with this." I told him, sadly. "Because I made a loyal promise to myself that I would not be wreckless and careless of my own actions. But I broke it."
I bowed my head down in shame. Now I know Ben will just despise me and leave.
An air of muted silence came between us. Not a word or sound went out of our mouths.
"It's not your fault..." Ben whispered. "Not your fault..."
"Huh?" I met his dark hazel eyes. "Did you say that it's not my fault?"
Ben nodded.
I was flabbergasted. "But I raped him. My best friend, my brother-in-arms, my buddy who I would always be there for. Why would it not be my fault?"
"Because you were hurt." Ben answered like it was an easy question. "You want him, but you couldn't. You needed him the most, but he went with someone else. Not you. You want to touch him, hold him, place kisses on him, but that would never come true. And that makes you afraid and worried. You long for him but it's unreachable to get it."
He clawed his heart with a pained look on his face. It hurt him, but to see him, hurts like hell for me.
I crawled to him and embraced in my arms. With a slow tender kiss on his lips for comfort.
Ben return the gratitude by kissing back.