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Summary: Not long before Christmas, Tokusa regales his fellow Crows with a curious story.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: violent and sexual themes, religious themes like woah
Disclaimer: The D. Gray-man series and characters do not belong to me.
Note: The religious beliefs depicted in this story are not intended to offend anyone or to reflect my own beliefs. Also, I don't know if Kiredori is male or female.



There was a clever boy born in a village to the east, and from his mother’s dreams of shining angels speaking to her in a celestial tongue that night, which might be dismissed by the unbeliever as hallucinations, but I assure you were not, it was known to the her that this boy was destined to serve God. The swift recovery of her neighbors from their sickness only increased this conviction. She named him half after virtue and raised him in the traditions of her honored ancestors and the faith of the West. The first words to pass the boy’s lips were the Lord’s Prayer. As if by some heavenly aura, he brightened all around him with his wit and grace, for it was said, “have the wisdom of serpents.”

And this man was serpent-wise enough to tread on the devil and outsmart him should he ever encounter the fiend, whose devils plague this earth. When the boy walked as a child, surely seedlings sprouted where he stepped.

The Lord called him at a young age.

“Mother,” he said, “I must follow where heaven wills,” he said, and traveled to the west where he became a man. Those he left behind were sorely deprived of his presence, I am sure, but he left to serve them also.


The year was far into December, and it chanced that the core members under Madarao’s command were stationed on-base for the Christmas holidays. They had happened to enter, by ones and twos, a sitting room in the corner of their lodging hall. Being a site of leisure and not diligence, it was unfamiliar to them, and was crowded with boxes moved from storage, besides. To make it worse, someone had disregarded the warnings against mistletoe again, and Goushi was occupied with taking it down. In the corner was propped a fir tree that remained untouched only because of the baffling note tied to it: Please File.

Near Goushi, Kiredori perched on the arm of a chair that held a box, and appeared to be nestling in the fir’s needles. Link sat on the other side of the chair, absorbed in the book he held before his face. He faced the fireplace, cleaned enough for a low fire, and claimed by Tokusa. Madarao sat to one side of it, frowning, his arms crossed.

“Are you going to continue?” asked Tevak, who sat cross-legged on a cushion in front of the fire.

It was Tokusa’s fault they hadn’t left.

When the clever young man set out on his travels again, bearing the cross, demons and unclean animals fled before him. How each town rejoiced when rats and weevils and beetles poured from the storehouses! Necessarily this must inconvenience the next town down the road, reasoned the young man, but he couldn’t help his blessed aura. The townsfolk flocked around him in wonder and praised him, but with an appropriate modesty, he denied their praise and asked only for lodgings that night, and half a loaf if it could be spared, and a little wine, preferably red.

Now in this town was a woman named Kiredori who was with child out of wedlock thanks to


Tokusa.” This was all Madarao needed to say.

“My apologies, Madarao. I crossed that line a little abruptly, didn’t I?” Tokusa opened one of his eyes a crack and regarded his superior sidelong.

Link emerged from behind his book to say, “Tokusa, this is the most blasphemous thing I have ever heard.”

“I would give your words more value, Howard Link, if you did not say that to me at least twice a year. In fact, I’m rather amazed by my ability to attract the attention of someone so well-versed in recognizing blasphemy.”

“I feel it’s in poor taste for you to tell such a story about yourself.”

“Ah, but when did I say it was about me? I can’t quite recall.”

“You may find refuge in technicalities for now, but that won’t hold for long,” said Link, and held the book up in between himself and Tokusa again. “Although I refuse to listen to this.”

Goushi, a farmer’s son with the shoulders of an ox and all the mental virtues and faults thereof. This woman who just so happened to bear the name of Kiredori (which was popular that year, for children of either sex) was inflicted by a possession that caused her to froth at the mouth and convulse in the streets. This a peasant woman whispered to the young man as she conveyed him to an inn, where he entered, bowing low to the other patrons, and stepped across rushes to the communal table.

Now, the mayor of this town was a harsh man who had ordered the hapless woman flogged, but T—the traveler knew from his education in a monastery that this was wont to incite the demons even further. Over a fine glass of wine and a single thick slice of unbuttered bread, the young man resolved to speak with the mayor, Madarao, and dissuade him of his merciless conduct towards the poor fallen woman, for mercy was a virtue of the Lord, as the young man took his time to remind others when he could, for the sake of their souls.

Now, it was known that Madarao, belying his upstanding front, was engaged in sinful conduct with the choir boy, Link


“I—what—Tokusa! I will not allow such slander!” said Link.

“My apologies, but I thought you weren’t listening.” Tokusa moved a bit farther from Madarao, who had uncrossed his arms and was looking at him like a target.

“You owe an apology to Kiredori and Goushi as well. What you say is disgusting and untrue,” said Link, regaining his composure, “and might I inquire as to why I am a choir boy?”

“From the way you’re reading a hymnal outside of church, I thought perhaps you had found a new hobby.”

“No, it’s because I had more work than expected and could not attend mass last night, and so missed the choral performance.”

“Did you take it from the pews?” asked Kiredori reprovingly. Goushi had finished his task, and found space beside the fir tree to seat himself.

“Of course not. The south library had a copy.”

“I would expect no less of you,” said Tokusa.

although this was nothing more than an empty rumor that the young man did not give credence to for a moment. Link could not rightly be called a choir boy either, for in the past month the rest of the choir had been massacred by Vikings, and there were not yet sufficient new members to form a new one. At this time Link was working at a

“Bakery,” said Link.

Tokusa arched one smudge of an eyebrow. “A mere bakery?”

“I feared what sort of manual labor you might have me doing.”

“Do continue,” urged Tevak.

bakery for a low wage. This fine bakery was run by Mister Leverrier

Secretary Leverrier,” corrected Link.

“Might you explain to me how one can be Secretary of a bakery?”

of a fine lineage of secretaries who had refined the art of baking. Following this tradition, the apprentice Link had baked the bread of which the young man had partaken. Surely no earthly bread could be finer in taste or texture. It was to the source of such wasted talent that To—the traveler journeyed the next morn, after curing a blind girl, who had been in the choir also, of her affliction with a palm pressed to her forehead.

Had Link been doing unmentionable things with Madarao, the traveler would here have charmed some insight from him to aid his task, but those being mere rumors, he went there to obtain more of the simple bread that was his sustenance.

Indeed, the bread at this bakery was much too fine. Might you not bake some coarse and half-cooked loaf, more suited to my humility? cried the afflicted traveler.

Don’t be ridiculous, said Link in reply, that is an insult to the name of Leverrier’s Bakery.


Secretary Leve—”

Ah, I remember now, his sin was gluttony, and in truth he was eating a blackberry pie while he spoke to the traveler, and baked. The delicious aromas within would have tempted any but the traveler, whose will was strong, and who did not much care for blackberries. He resigned himself to a breaking his fast with a loaf more delicious than otherwise, and inquired into Madarao’s conduct.

The mayor is a terrible, terrible man, cried Link, striking the pie with his fork in anger, and we must work seventeen hours a day, although I myself enjoy it, and on Wednesdays work eighteen. This was why he was not fat despite his vice, at least not very.


Link was grinding his teeth together. “Not very?”

“If you might stop interrupting, Link,” said Tevak. Her gaze was fixed on Tokusa in fascination.

In this village lived also a beautiful young woman named Tevak. She was more beautiful than the other maidens of this kingdom. Certainly more beautiful than Kiredori. She was as beautiful as the flowers that sprang up outside the bakery at the young man’s heels, which were as beautiful as the wings of angels. And yet Tevak was plagued by troubles, and not just the misfortune of being Madarao’s younger sister. Wait, wait, don’t hit me, please, I take that back entirely—indeed, Madarao was the paragon of older brothers, admired and feared by hospitalized suitors of Tevak everywhere, in various hospitals.

No, Tevak’s misfortune was that she was engaged to Howard Link.


“Tokusa. Do you want me to kill Link?” asked Madarao.

“Not particularly, no,” Tokusa replied pleasantly.

“I’m not even responsible for any of this!”

Tevak lamented this unfortunate turn of fate. Link was a God-fearing young man, but he would rather fill in those little customer order forms than devote time to courting her. He toiled most hours of the day and night. He expected her to move into his bakery. He had, at most, three expressions. Although there were rumors that he had smiled, not a one of them had ever been proven.

Alas, Link’s only objection to the doubts she voiced had been to point out that he had already filled out the engagement and marriage contracts, and, too, he evinced a remarkable ability to continue baking after being punched in the face, upon which Madarao had declared him marginally worthy.

But I neglect the sainted wanderer of this tale. The young man heard tell of Madarao’s beautiful sister from Link, and, thanking him, left the bakery. Now he chanced to pass beneath Tevak’s window, and look up. He was immediately stricken blind by her beauty. But a passing angel healed his eyes, and he looked up at her again.

I have heard of your affliction, cried the young man.

It’s true, I’m engaged to Howard Link, she replied, who has no sense of humor.

The young man vowed to give his aid to her, another in need.


“I don’t care for this story, Tokusa,” said Madarao. “Finish up this nonsense.”

Tevak’s expression had not changed this whole time.

“Let me tell a story more suited to your tastes, then,” Tokusa told Madarao.

Suddenly, a demon! Tokusa slew him with his sword.

“No,” said Madarao.

“See, it is you,” Link said accusingly.

There was blood everywhere. The man who was, at times, mistaken for someone named Tokusa raised his eyes to heaven and offered a prayer for the souls of the deceased. But the hapless young man had little time for benedictions. Madarao was at that moment filled with wrath and searching for someone to discipline.

It was four o’clock in the afternoon, and, right on schedule, Kiredori was in the town square, possessed by demons and frothing at the mouth.


“I’m afraid I have to go,” said Kiredori, standing abruptly and stalking out of the room.

“And I have paperwork,” said Goushi, doing likewise.

Tokusa watched them go with a disappointed expression, but rallied and carried on for the sake of his reduced audience, at least one of whom regarded him with murderous intent.

A crowd of villagers had gathered round her, for besides their daily toil, there was little to do in this town. But Madarao saw their indolence and Kiredori’s madness, and, angered further, he approached them calling for their punishment. Yet between him and his victims appeared the young man, unarmed save for his faith. No, as a messenger of peace, he did not actually bear a sword (for there had been no demon), which would not have been proof against Madarao in any case, for it was the mayor’s cold heart which the young man faced.

Find enough mercy in your soul to spare the suffering, said the young man to Madarao.

No, said Madarao.

Why not? asked the young man.

It’s tradition, said Madarao, and who the hell are you, anyway?

I am but a humble servant of God. He does not wish you to do this, and I speak now for Him.

Can you prove it? demanded Madarao, who was truly an unyielding man.

I will drive out the demons from this young woman, Kiredori, declared Tokusa—the young man, that is—but you must promise never to harm the townsfolk under you, if I do.

Although impatient to berate the townsfolk who even now eyed him with fear from beyond the traveler, Madarao agreed to let him try, but only because he mistakenly believed a beating to be the superior way of driving out demons, and expected the young man to fail. If you fail, he warned, you will be put in the pillory and laughed at for a fraud.

But the young man was not afraid. He looked at Kiredori, whose demon was driving her to slap one of the watching townsfolk, and saw that it was a fierce demon indeed. Goushi watched helplessly from the edge of the crowd, lamenting her state. The young man touched Kiredori’s forehead, but this was not sufficient to drive out the demon, and indeed, she tried to bite him.

Now, the young man knew that although miracles were all very well, often reason must bolster faith, and so he turned his brilliant mind to the case of Kiredori’s demon. Judging that a demon cannot coexist with the holiness of a sacrament, he asked if Kiredori had ever been baptized, but learned only that the priest had left the town months ago for fear of Madarao. The traveler had an idea that was better yet, and might curb the malicious gossip about Kiredori and Goushi as well as drive out the demon.

Call for Howard Link, he cried.

What, the choir boy? asked Madarao.

No, the apprentice baker, and your sister’s betrothed, said the holy traveler. He bade a child to fetch the baker, and Tevak as well.

Soon the two arrived in the square and stood before the young man. The young man held in his hands the forms he had instructed Link to fetch, and said,

Tevak, do you wish to wed this man?

No, I do not, she cried, for he loves the oven more than he loves me, and is not particularly attractive.

She begged forgiveness of Link and her brother, who found both her objections reasonable.

No, forgive me, said Link, for I have neglected you. Donuts are far too distracting. Tevak, who was almost half as kind as she was beautiful, readily offered her forgiveness, and from that moment forward they were very good friends.

The young man knew two who ought to be wed in their place, and so he crossed the names of Link and Tevak from the marriage contract and wrote in the names of Kiredori and Goushi. The sacrament of marriage, which magically makes intimate relations acceptable in a somewhat arbitrary fashion, is holy, and when the paramours signed the marriage papers, there was an inhuman shriek as the demon was driven from Kiredori. She wiped the froth from her lips and gravely thanked the traveler.

Even Madarao was impressed by the young man’s God-given wisdom, and, having the honor not to renege his vow, and urged to charitable thoughts by his sister Tevak, whose heart was warmed by the traveler’s kindness, he made an agreement with the gathered townsfolk. It was decreed that the townsfolk need never work more than six hours a day, except for Link, who might work eighteen, and may not be flogged unless convicted, except for Link, who might be flogged if he left the muffins in the oven for too long and burnt them.

The townsfolk thronged around the young man and praised his name, and vowed to remember him and his miracle. They had never seen the like of his wisdom. He blessed them and refused all offers of money, taking with him only his faith in God, and some bread also.


Tokusa stopped talking. The fire had waned at this point, and there was a chill in the air, although this was nothing to the members of Crow. Link and Madarao were ignoring Tokusa much as they were the cold. He looked at Tevak expectantly.

“Tokusa…that was a horrible story,” she said.

“I would never burn muffins,” said Link.

“It was quite insulting to my elder brother as well, you know.”

“Tokusa,” said Madarao, “I am going to have to speak with you about disciplinary measures.”

“After Christmas, I am sure?”

“After Christmas, if only because there is no time on my schedule tomorrow.”

“Wonderful,” said Tokusa, the smile on his face not wholly sincere. “Surely this is a Christmas miracle.”

“Hardly,” said Link.

Madarao and Tevak were rising to their feet. Side by side, they swept out of the sitting room without a word of farewell.

“Do have a Merry Christmas, Link, if I don’t find another chance to say so,” said Tokusa.

“The same to you,” Link replied rather stiffly, “and come the next one, don’t waste our time with your ridiculous stories.” He closed his hymnal and, giving Tokusa a slight nod, wished him goodnight and left as well.

Tokusa yawned behind his hand and seated himself closer to the dying fire.

The young man continued his journey alone. In many lands far and near he drove away demons and healed the afflicted, and offered his wise words despite how many were too foolish to listen. Perhaps someday he would find true and worthy companions on this earth. Yet he knew that other sainted individuals wandered performing their own good acts, and in this he did not struggle alone.

Tokusa nodded to himself and went on his way.

Date: 2009-12-26 03:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sinistersundown.livejournal.com
I can't stop laughing... Damn you for making my face hurt. ; ♥♥♥

Date: 2009-12-26 04:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] symbolism-egg.livejournal.com
Heh, thank you for reading! <333

Date: 2009-12-26 08:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] harmony283.livejournal.com
not sure if you knew this but--you got Kiredori's gender wrong. ^^; Or at least, on one particular chapter they show what's under the cloak and because of the wrappings/muscular arms/build/etc it's almost proved that she is actually a HE...and yeah XD *this was brought up on the kink meme as well* I'd give you a link if my internet were working better and could actually load the page >_> it's in chapter...um...187 I think?

Other than that...this was freakin' epic XD LET ME TELL YOU *has Tokusa playing in one of her major RPs* (I don't play 'im but my RPer Sam does) heheheh~ *linked this fic to her*

Date: 2009-12-26 08:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] symbolism-egg.livejournal.com
Ah, but note that I didn't actually specify Kiredori's sex except in Tokusa's fictional narrative. ;) I totally dodged that question. XD Also, she could be a flat-chested woman with muscles, doubtful though that is in the world of manga. I'm hoping Kiredori's female, but said hope is not very great. But maybe I like flat-chested women with muscles. If there ARE any in manga....

Thank you, and thanks for reccing the fic as well. Tokusa is epic in general, and I know an excellent Tokusa rper myself. <3

Date: 2009-12-26 08:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] harmony283.livejournal.com
true but still you referred to him as a her in the story. At least say something in the A/N about it jut in case others read this XD *so they don't continually point it out* I don't personally care but I think Kiredori is a cute name for either gender

haha well I didn't really get into him as a character until our RP (didn't get into Madarao either *that much* till I had to RP him XD) so yeah. *very content/sleepy at the moment plz excuse her* Oh though Sam enjoyed this fic. VERY much

Date: 2009-12-26 08:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] symbolism-egg.livejournal.com
Good point. I meant to mention it there, but forgot.

I liked Tokusa pretty early on. I became more of a fan of him (and the other Crows) during the hiatus because I know some Tokusa fans, and I liked his portrayal on some Japanese fansites, and it was fun to speculate about his personality in my mind. But yeah, there are a few other minor characters that I only started to notice and love because of the rp I was in. In other cases, I still don't care about the character in the manga, but I loved them in the rp because their rper was amazing. <3

Glad she enjoyed! :D

Date: 2009-12-26 09:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] harmony283.livejournal.com
haha okay then ^^ *notices you added it* cuz I know some people don't read the other comments and yeah XD

I know I'm liking like--Rikei and Shifu (from the Asian branch) even though I probably would be 'eh' at Rikei otherwise XD Tokusa was amusing when I first saw him, Madarao was just Madarao....and just yeah XD again I'm pretty neutral to all characters (except my favorites, obviously) so I can see all of 'em in a positive/unboring light especially after reading a good fanfic about them *nod* like allen for example o.o *is RPing him right now and--* I reallllly like him

^^

Date: 2009-12-26 09:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] symbolism-egg.livejournal.com
I kinda like Shiifu, he seems somewhat interesting. Madarao has had almost no character development, but I like him anyway, perhaps because of the potential of another Crow character. But he had character development in my mind.

That's cool. :) It's different for me--if I dislike a character or find them uninteresting, I still dislike them or find them uninteresting after reading brilliant fic about them. DGray is somewhat unusual in that I don't actually hate any of the characters, though. At most I find them boring...wait, after the last three chapters that may no longer be true, but never mind that. XD I'd rather talk about how Tokusa is awesome. I wonder if there's any way for him to get his arms back, and how much of Tevak's vision will come true. Hope he has some more good scenes. *_*

I like Allen a lot as main characters go, but if I'm reading or writing about him, I find him most interesting if he's interacting with other characters, like Rhode or Link.

Date: 2009-12-26 11:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] harmony283.livejournal.com
in your miiiiiiiiiiind *snort* very true~

DGM was like that for me too....or at least none of the character's irritate me. *blinks* I really like Lavi though XD *again* am really warming up to Allen too *nod* along with a few others~ *very easily influenced again* haha yeah I wonder if they'll find away *with his arms* and hopefully? *nod*

Ah yeah same here--especially with Link now, though o.o

Date: 2009-12-27 08:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] symbolism-egg.livejournal.com
Headcanon is fun. And if the characters barely get any screentime, it's vital for writing fics about them.

Yeah...some of the new character designs irritate me (and I know some people dislike the Crows and find them creepy, too), but the established characters are all good. When I was more into the series as a whole, I found Rabi/Lavi interesting, but he fell by the wayside because I found side characters to love instead. He's cool and all, though.

Like, maybe Tokusa will get arm transplants that are easily grafted on with his healing power...okay, maybe it's a reach. Maybe he can borrow one of Alma's

Heeeeh, yes, especially with Link. <333 I feel lucky because of Link's protectiveness in the last chapter and Rhode's glomping in this chapter.

Date: 2009-12-27 08:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] roygbivibgyor.livejournal.com
for he loves the oven more than he loves me

This one cracked me the most! XD
I couldn't stop laughing.

I wonder where do you get this idea.

Date: 2009-12-27 09:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] symbolism-egg.livejournal.com
Haha, glad you enjoyed it!

My brain often veers off on strange tangents. However, this particular idea was inspired by Saints' Lives, the accounts of saints written in medieval times or earlier. They were often written to attest to miracles performed by the saint, and so are larger-than-life and entertaining. I happen to like them. So I combined that with Tokusa's ambition and enjoyment of provoking his colleagues, and this is like a parody of a Saint's Life. :3

Thanks for reading. <3

Date: 2010-01-13 02:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] quatrina.livejournal.com
This pretty much made me really happy when I saw it yesterday morning, but I'm slow at getting around to actually comment. :D; But I was still giggling on the way to work like a loser. XD;

There are so many things I love about this, but I fail at properly communicating what they are and why. It probably helps that I seem to have become a Crow fangirl and somehow have developed a thing for Tokusa in particular. :D; The fandom needs more awesome Crow fanstuff though. ♥

Date: 2010-01-13 09:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] symbolism-egg.livejournal.com
:D

I'm always happy when my fics make people laugh. So glad you enjoyed.

I agree about the fandom needing more Crow works. I turned into a Crow fangirl as well, all the more so during the hiatus...they may be pretty minor characters, but they appeal to me for some reason. Tokusa is a lot of fun. I hope we see plenty more of him in the manga.

Thanks for reading and commenting. <3

Date: 2010-01-28 08:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tossino.livejournal.com
BRILLIANT! Just BRILLIANT! I don't think I have any other words... It was just... awesome. That's all I can say.

You did a great job with the story, seriously. Tokusa is love, I can definitely see him tell this. <3 And the other Crows' inputs were hilarious. I didn't laugh very much, but that doesn't make it any less funny because I don't easily laugh, really.

Anyway, you did a great job, and you made me love the Crow even more. <33

Date: 2010-01-28 09:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] symbolism-egg.livejournal.com
Thanks for reading! I'm glad you enjoyed Tokusa's little tale.

Usually I don't laugh easily when reading things, either.

Hurrah, another Crow fan! Do you have a favorite?

Date: 2010-01-28 12:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tossino.livejournal.com
You're welcome. xD :333

Link, definitely. <3 You write him wonderfully, btw.

And I forgot to add that I found it very sweet that Leverrier and Link had a bakery in the tale. XDD

Date: 2010-01-29 03:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] symbolism-egg.livejournal.com
Link is my favorite too. After that...Tokusa, I think. It's hard to decide. The Third Exorcists all need more character development in the manga, though.

Haha, did you? XD If Leverrier weren't a high-ranking official in the hierarchy of Central, he would so have a bakery. And Link would work there. (It was also a reference to an older fic. (http://symbolism-egg.livejournal.com/2566.html#cutid1) I can't believe I wrote that two years ago...)

Date: 2010-01-29 04:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tossino.livejournal.com
Yeah indeed they do.

Oh totally. XDDD (It's pretty scary to read through your older fics. Or fun. For me it's really mostly funny cause my style has improved so much. XD

Date: 2010-01-29 05:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] symbolism-egg.livejournal.com
I get the feeling there won't be time for Hoshino to give them much. ;_;

It's good when one's style improves...I'm afraid to go back and read some of my old fics. But at times I enjoy it.

Date: 2010-01-29 05:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tossino.livejournal.com
It depends how quickly she's planning on killing them off-- *Shot*

Yes, indeed, and my style is ever-changing. XDD lol, I like reading them. But it sometimes makes me wonder what people thought was so great with it because if I ever re-wrote it it would be sooo much better. XDD But, well, your worst critic is yourself, so. Well, for most of the people. XDDD Some are too high and mighty instead.

Date: 2010-01-30 02:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] symbolism-egg.livejournal.com
Pfft. XD Hey, I thought Tokusa was done for already. I'm rethinking the assumption that they were introduced as cannon fodder, although it's hard to see a positive ending for them. We'll see.

Well, reading taste tends to evolve. Halfway through high school, I remember picking up some books by an author I'd loved not too long before, and thinking "Why do they suck!?" So it's good that you can think of ways to rewrite your stories and make them better--although I'm sure those stories are better than you think.

Haha, I agree that usually your own worst critic is yourself...which is better than the writers who think they're already perfect. But seeing "THIS SUCKS SO BAD, I'M SORRY" can get annoying, too. That's one of the reasons I don't let myself write author's notes. :P

Anyway, keep writing and improving! <3

Date: 2010-01-30 09:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tossino.livejournal.com
Yeah, me too, lol. But... well, they seem pretty done for right now... Durr.

Ahaha, I used to read the fics of some really popular Bleach author on ff.net but she really wasn't that great and I realised that eventually and just stopped watching her. xD I'm much more picky now than I was before, which reminds me that maybe I should check through my favourites.

I hate seeing bad writers that say that their story SUCKS SO BAD, and I hate seeing bad writers that think they're so damn great. Bad writers that say it sucks doesn't annoy me so much, but I don't think you should say it at all. If anything, I just say that it didn't really turn out like I wanted to, cause I always have this vision of how I want it to be like, but stories live their own lives. XDD

You too~

Date: 2010-01-30 09:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tossino.livejournal.com
Argh, not bad writer that says their story sucks so bad, GOOD writers that say their story sucks so bad. *Facepalm*

Date: 2010-02-01 05:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] symbolism-egg.livejournal.com
It's still possible. Compared to the other Order members, they'd have a high probability of getting killed off...

Yeah...I usually read one-shots, because it's rare to find long fics about the characters I want to read about, and the plots of the others don't interest me enough. But that reminds me of a wildly popular chapterfic that I tried reading, and I found the writing style choppy (there were jarring POV shifts in every other paragraph of the same section) and poorly edited. :( But, well, everyone has different tastes. My writing is sure to fail in the eyes of many, including, often, myself.

"It didn't turn out like I wanted it to" is a good way of putting it. How often does a story turn out like the author intends it to, I wonder? But damn, some people can make it look like it went perfectly as planned!

Date: 2010-06-13 10:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kibahshi.livejournal.com
Lordy lordy xDDD My face is hurting and I'm laughing my ass off xDDD

This. Is. Fabulous... I love it xDDD srsly xD The way you made all their personalities is wonderful and I just love it xDD

(am i the only one who thinks that Madarao would probably be protective of Tevak? I dunno xDDD)

Date: 2010-06-14 02:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] symbolism-egg.livejournal.com
Hurrah, I'm glad it made you laugh! >D

Aside from Link and Tokusa, they don't get much characterization, so much of it has to be built up from scratch. (And, of course, even Tokusa and Link have room for development in fic.)

Nah, you're not the only one. XD I also think he's very protective, but in an odd way, because they're both in Crow and destined to fight on dangerous missions, and I'm sure he respects her abilities and dedication. Lovely icon, btw. <3 Let me use a fitting one in response.

Thanks for the comment! :)

Date: 2010-06-14 02:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kibahshi.livejournal.com
Yes! Be glad! >D

They really don't :( and that actually makes me kinda sad.. I've written Tokusa before *cough*but he was being torturedbySheryl-sama*coughcough* and its hard since you need to imagine how the person would respond, and it's harder since they don't have much of a personality yet :/

(heck, in my mind Link has a slight evil streak thats hard to spot and when he's annoyed with someone, he speaks in german.. soo yeah xD its open to development >w<)

But you really did a good job of getting their personalities! I liked it ;D

Lol good xDD And it'd make sense, like you said, theyre put in life threatening situations everyday, along with the fact that Tevak's his little sister... Which i think is reason enough to be protective, even if he knows she can take care of herself.

And thank you for the compliment! I love your icon >w<

You're very welcome dearie ;D (also, i noticed that we have the same b-day (march 21st) by clicking on my friends b-days that are coming up, it brought up a list xD)

Date: 2010-06-14 03:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] symbolism-egg.livejournal.com
Oh, I am. :D

Oh man, that pairing squicks me so badly. XD But then, most Sheryl pairings do. That's cool you wrote for Tokusa, though! (Poor guy, abused in canon and in fic...)

See, things like that can make the characters even more interesting. (In my mind, he was such a prim and proper child that he didn't have many friends because the adults liked him, but not those his age. Until he got a little older, and his skills became apparent. I also like to think he was...well, "friends" might be the wrong word for Crows, but I like to think he got along with Tevak and Madarao.)

Thank you! &hearts This is pretty humor-focused, but I tried to make Tokusa's personality, at least, came through strongly, if in a roundabout way.

Yeah, it would be complicated. I expect Tevak and Madarao have fought together and protected each other often. I do see the male Crows who're close to her (Madarao, Link, maybe Tokusa...also Goushi?) as being quite protective of her when they're off-duty and around non-Crow men.

Crow icons are love. I like Tevak's expression in that one.

Haha, I noticed that too. I know another person with the same birthday as me in real life. It's very easy to remember his birthday for some reason.

Date: 2010-06-14 03:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kibahshi.livejournal.com
:D

Heh... Sorry ^_^;;; I'm sorta pairing-diverse and kinda like Sheryl when he's not being a complete and utter perv (i know, its rare xDD)but it was fun writing that one! And I was proud that I wrote for Tokusa TTwTT <--*tears of happiness*

But yeah.. Poor Toku ^_^;;

Mmhmm! (i kinda thought that too, though since he spends most of his time around Levrier, and is expected to say anything people want them to, just to make a good example, i gave him his mini-evil streak and the habit of thinking things that people wouldn't expect of him.... *is planning on writing a fic for Link soon~*)

Tokusa's personality is very strong in this! It's very enjoyable to read >w< And who doesn't like humor neh? ;D

Mhmm! So do I xD I keep imagining Toku being all "No! No touchy of Tevak! *drags her away* and Tevak being more like "You're not my brother... And I can take care of myself" xD I think Tokusa would try and be like, another older brother figure (but that might just be me~)

They are! And so I~ i just loved her expression and wanted to make an icon of it >w< (if you have any panels for crows you like, i can color them and make them into icons if you'd like :3)

Lol, i find that too xD Though i find it hard if two of my friends have the same birthday, cuz then in get confused *headdesks* xD

Date: 2010-06-14 03:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] symbolism-egg.livejournal.com
:)

No need to apologize! I don't mind people bringing up any pairing, as long as they're not forcing me to read a given fic about it. And I noticed you haven't locked me in a room with any Sheryl/Tokusa fics, so it's all good. :P I'm glad you had fun writing it.

*pats Tokusa*

I'm so happy you think so. And I for one love crack.

I can totally picture that scenario. Especially if Tokusa can act protective towards Tevak and annoy Madarao at the same time.

Aww, thanks for the offer. I don't have any room for more icons atm, sadly. Link and Madarao will have to represent the Crows.

From a certain perspective, shouldn't the date be twice as easy to remember? XD

Date: 2010-06-14 03:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kibahshi.livejournal.com
^_^

Heh... Kay... And don't worry, I'm not the type of person to force someone to read something that they don't want to... There's some pairings that I just won't read and some I don't have any problem reading... (quick q, what pairings do you like? xD) And yeah~ I find Sheryl kinda fun to write, since he can be hilarious or wonderfully sadistic... While happyilyannoying!Toku is alot of fun to write too~ >w<

Hee~ I love crack too >w< It's just so much fun! xD

I know! xD I havent seen ANY scene written with Tokusa annoying Madarao and not being funny... happy!Toku is just a funny character in my opinion >w<

Heh xD I'll make some anyway.. Since I'll have a WAY too much time during the summer break xDD (so pretty much = FICS GALORE xD)

I dont even know xD Its just that all my friends have different b-days, but i only have two that have the same, so with my other friends, i accidentally think their b-day is the same as someone else's @_@ *headdesks*

Date: 2010-06-14 03:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] symbolism-egg.livejournal.com
Fair enough, I feel the same way. Let's see, my favorite DGM pairings are Rhode/Allen, Link/Allen/Link, and Madarao/Link. I liked Tiki/Devit quite a bit, too. Then there are some others like Marie/Miranda that I'm fond of. When I'm writing, though, I usually find myself more interested in platonic relationships. What are your favorite pairings? :)

Hilarious or wonderfully sadistic sounds accurate for Sheryl. Someday I'd like to write more than one fic with Sheryl in it.

Excellent. XD After the most recent chapter, I want to see Tokusa being happy, at least in fic. ;A; Everyone else can just suffer, especially you, Link

Okay, have fun making those! I'll check them out whenever you post them.

Ah, I see. That would be confusing.

Date: 2010-06-14 04:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kibahshi.livejournal.com
Oooh~ i pretty much like all of those xDD But I also like Komui/Reever, Tyki/Lavi, Cross/Allen (on occasion), Cross/Komui, Cross/Reever (the last one is good! but wow cross is a man-ho xD) and Yullen (on occasion too) xD Im open to pairings so yeah! ^w^

You should! :D I love how you write the noah! >w<

So do I... ;a; Poor Toku's in pain, Tevak's in pain, Mada's in pain, and so on... we need HAPPY! D< (but link is perfectly fine and kicking ass... *wasnt surprised but he doesnt seem to have a scratch on him* :/

I shall have fun! :D (and plz do! >w<)

It is @_@

Date: 2010-06-14 04:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] symbolism-egg.livejournal.com
Awesome. When I first got into DGM, I liked Reever/Komui and Cross/Komui quite a bit. Those are some nice pairings. (I'm so picky about DGM pairings, myself. XD)

Maybe I will. :'D I love writing for the Noahs. *__* By the way, my one Sheryl (or Sherril) fic is here (http://symbolism-egg.livejournal.com/12135.html) if you're interested. It's a bit similar in format to this Crowfic, actually, but...with a different premise.

Yeah, poor Crows. ;A; I demand flashbacks to when they were happy, or at least not exploding. Especiallyiftheydie. Haha, I'm glad Link's fine in canon, though I do wonder why he can beat up Akuma with his fists...by all rights it will turn into a losing battle if Tevak or someone can't join in.

Excellent~

Date: 2010-06-14 04:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kibahshi.livejournal.com
Indeed they are! >w< (im kinda picky about some... but im open and it really depends on how theyre written :) )

So do I! >w< And Oh. Em. Gee... That fic is FABULOUS! xDDD I love it! xD

I know right? ;a; *does not want exploding/dead crows* And so am I... and the reason he's kicking ass is becuase of his switchblades in his sleeves and his magic... But it will definitely become a losing battle if people dont get their act together and try to fight back. (since he's fighting wierd level 3.5's xD since they dont really look like level 3s xD)

Indeed~

Date: 2010-06-14 04:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] symbolism-egg.livejournal.com
*nods* That makes sense.

Thanks for reading!

I sense there might be dead Crows soon. :( I believe those are Level 4s Link's fighting, which is why it's odd he's not dead...not that I'm complaining. If he died, I'd probably stop reading.

At least Link and Tokusa were putting up a fight. And Kanda!

Date: 2010-06-14 05:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kibahshi.livejournal.com
Mmmhmm! :)

No prob! Your fics are hilarious xD

Same here :( They DO look like 4's.. but they also kinda look like 3's when it comes to the weird hands... :/ And i'd be SO freaking sad if Link died ;a; (i'd probably stop reading if he died as well... :<)

Indeed! Go Link, Toku and Kanda! :D

Date: 2010-09-15 10:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ceesoo.livejournal.com
Aaa, I enjoyed this fic a lot! The humor is great, and I love Tokusa poking fun at everyone XD. But I super love the ending, with the bit of insight into Tokusa's ambitions and I love love love it that it ends on him not thinking of himself as alone. Aaaa, his desire to be an Exorcisttt!!

Date: 2010-09-15 10:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] symbolism-egg.livejournal.com
Thanks for reading! I'm glad you liked it.

Poor Tokusa and his ambition that can't be realized except in the most twisted fashion. He's the character I feel sorriest for right now--I wish we could see more of him provoking those around him for his amusement, and less of him getting traumatized.

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