It was a known fact of life that pretty girls got together with pretty boys. Had pretty children and died a pretty death.
It was the leftovers that had to be dealt with.
Maki was a left over. She had grasped the concept long ago. She simply wasn’t meant to find true love or live a glamorous life. It was the leftovers that had to support the
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I swear if you didn't write great great fanfics, I would be dead a long time ago 8D
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Thank you so much for reading. I'm so very glad that you approve, and I'm sure that's an exageration *blush*
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you know you can spam a lot more than you've already done...
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I know you don't mind spammage, but I feel bad for the rest of my flist, who have to stick with me unloading my rants upon them.
Thank you so much for reading!! <3 as always.
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i didn't expect it so fast! you got working, didnt you?! lol.
soo i'll start. thanks for the mention and i'm glad you love the theory. Oh I do believe Yamapi would fall in love with someone clumsy in his very calm collected life. He needs those type of things. And we would like to believe that girl is Maki. Just like when she ripped her skirt! ... he must've been head over heels then! lol. I loved it, Tomapi reading mangas all night xD! I want more Neko-ai. (even though it's Mimi-chan's story =P)
and in your Makido. Theres one line that tingled me funny.
Perhaps it was the way his arm seemed to slip from around her shoulders onto the top of the booth or the way his eyes sometimes shifted to the clock on the wall, maybe it was the way his laugh began after and ended before everyone else’s.
You portrayed him being uncomfortable without even saying. Beautiful.
They do need to be longer Neko-ai! So I can roll around in all of this Neko-ai love drabbles. =)
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The theory rocks. Simply because it's true. I think Maki could definitely be that scatter brained idiot, she's admitted to being clumsy before.
I thought it would end up being a fic, and I did think I ended it abruptly, but I don't know.
I didn't how to portray Ryo. I know fairly little about him. On one hand he's a mean shot guy, and at other times he's like this sort of insane giddy cute short guy ..... but I do know that he's different. (Oh god where am I going with this?)
Thank you so much for supporting me and reading like you always do. I love you so much!
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He watched her curiously. A blur of red, white and yellow that kept falling down over and over, rolling inevitably towards him. He’d liked her, had for quite a while actually. He could even pin point the date.
Best first liner in a ficlet I read all month. It just sets the mood and I could just see it with my own eyes. God I love how you write.
Yamapi wanted that too, with this girl, his girl, who was always falling and tripping, tumbling right into his heart.
Because clumsy girls are so different. I love that about Maki.
Thank you for writing this for me. I love it to bits as much as I love you.
Now...to spam on the Makido...
It was a known fact of life that pretty girls got together with pretty boys. Had pretty children and died a pretty death.
It was the leftovers that had to be dealt with.
I love the concept of leftovers, it's quite different from the usual stuff i read, so cookies to you for that idea.
Ok, well I'm done spamming you. Please spam the flist more. <3
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I had a few doubt about the way the fic ended sort of abruptly but with this comment you've put my mind at ease. At one point I wanted to make it so that Yamapi liked "her" because she needed help, and protecting? You know because she fell down all the time, but then I realised that he was just a little kid, and the testosterone levels probably hadn't kicked in by then .... ^^;;
Originally it was a Yamaki bunny. Because people are always commenting on how Maki and Pi, two very pretty people, should get together and make mountains of pretty babies. Not that I don't think Maki and Ryo aren't pretty. Because they are.
So much love, so much happiness. What I feel for you? This is what love is.
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