Here's Looking At You Kid

Pretty much any hair works when you're young and thin, even Ye Olde Bowl Bangs, and the hard stare from Request's new Clinton - very nice.

Espada No. Four, Released

It's too late for the spoiler warning, but not much is given away besides the fact that Ulquiorra is a sexy bad ass... and you already knew that. Here, Wen-JR adds to his collection of magnificent Bleach renderings.

The manga has somewhat painted itself into a corner, though. The other espada had released before the captains fighting them invoked bankai (or Kenpachi decided to use two hands). Ulquie is pretty clearly one of the Vast Lords, and he has released after Ichigo's hollow transformation. It is implausible Ichigo can really win this one - and even more implausible that the captains facing off with One, Two, and Three have any chance at all.

The Light Fantastic

It is not entirely my fault that I am so tardy with the eye candy. There is some big fashion show or other going on, and the agencies are gaga over fully clothed runway shots. This happens regularly. We must simply endure. Nous provides some pleasant relief with this beatific silver lining treatment of one Stephan Hoffman - an image which seems particularly yaoi-appropriate.

"V" for "Victory!"

Well, now. b1's Bryce Durfee has certainly cut himself one imposing torso, now, hasn't he?

Let's see, my jaw is around here somewhere...

So I had this one picture in mind on the Major blog site, and I had it in mind a while, and I'm like lazy this week, so I don't post it. And I don't post it and so on, but finally I go to the site and... they've added so much new material. Not only that, but they added this, and even though it is not the picture I originally had in mind, well, how could I not? I mean, it looks so much like me! I can hear that bald man laughing. And Paris is a long way away....

Who Has Veins Like That? I Mean, Really?

I've splattered Rob Devita around these pages several times, now, and this one from the blog Underneath takes Most Provocative gold. Love the tattoos, love the veins, love the canyon of abdominal musculature. Love it!

Eroica Sundae (A Yaoi Novellette): Episode 6

Hero Muffin is delivered…

…and hung from a ceiling. He swings back and forth. The necromancer paints lithographic symbols of doom and destruction in (somebody else’s) blood on the floor. Hero Muffin swings. The necromancer paints. Swing, necromancer paint, swing, paint… Hero Muffin declines a whisky sour, stating simply "I'm good.." Oh, yes. Yes, yes, yes, you're good! Hellfire, brimstone, columns of skulls... Patricia Paddle Buns steps from a gaping wound in the fabric of space-time. A statuesque woman in reflective rubber mixed with concrete, Paddle Buns hides her eyes behind impenetrable black sunglasses.

She reaches back her hand to begin the paddling, but first!

According to the necromancer’s calculations, to produce vital essence of the correct potency, Hero Muffin must wear... No, no, no! Patricia Paddle Buns insists on bare buns! The necromancer produces… an Elmo skin. With no bottom and intended for children age four, it doesn't reach down far enough to cover that skin. Paddle Buns reaches back. WHACK! Hero Muffin swings forward. In due accordance with the Laws of Physics, he swings back… WHACK! And WHACK WHACK WHACK! Too fast to see whacking followed by excruciatingly Matrix special effects whacking…

“Wait!” cries the necromancer.

Hero Muffin swings. Parts of him glow like Rudolph the Red. There’s been a terrible mistake! Hero Muffin is the wrong muffin! Well, to make things square, the necromancer offers a guitar. Golly, Hero Muffin exclaims, muffinly: “that’s an original Wes Cravenpaul Green Ghoulie Hellraiser 667 (taking 666 one better).” Wrong! WHACK! It’s a SIGNED Wes Cravenpaul Green Ghoulie Hellraiser 667. Appropriate jacks are plugged. Hero Muffin proceeds to fill the lair with screaming wailing hellraisingly ghoulish sounds. There’s a shaking, and a vibrating, and more shaking, and more vibrating and… well… the production of vital essence. Yes, yes! Heaping gobs of it everywhere! His clever trick successful beyond wild imaginings, the necromancer laughs maniacally. Hideous lithographic symbols of doom and destruction glow deep purple and...

Green Ghoulie Hellraiser 667’s do not function well when damp. There is a short, followed by a thermonuclear explosion. Too pretty to die (his Elmo costume, not so fortunate), Hero Muffin regains consciousness at the bottom of an enormous smoking crater. Something pokes him. Lifting his head, Hero Muffin sees an old crone with a big stick.

“Are you the Messiah?”

“Huh? What?”

“He is the Messiah! Hosanna for the Messiah Muffin!”

“Hosanna for the Messiah Muffin!” cry thousands of oppressed refugees.

As we fade to black, somewhere, someone breathes - heavily.