- Invitation Status
- Preferred Character Gender
- Genres
- Yaoi, Fantasy, Modern (Japan), Romance, Magical, Horror, and a few others I can't think of off-hand.
Name: Derick Parker
Age: 16
Gender/Sexuality: Male Uke
Appearance: Stands at 5 foot 8 inches, naturally blonde hair (dyed black), thin and lithe build, carefully shaved face, hair tied back into a ponytail.
Derick hefted the bag higher onto his back. It was a little heavy, but that wasn't much of a problem. He started toward the school again, trying to catch up to Eric. Eric glanced back, giving a small laugh. "Y'know you don't need that much stuff, Derick." His voice was somewhat joking in tone, but his eyes gleamed with dark amusement.
Derick grunted, trying to move a bit faster. "Yeah, but it's better to be over prepared than under prepared, as my mom always says." He caught up to Eric, taking his hand. His boyfriend slipped the hand away, making a tutting sound at Derick. He didn't mind. Eric wasn't fond of public displays of affection, or at least the tame ones. Hand holding, leaning on each other, and similar acts were always rejected, but Eric often would pin him to the wall and steal his breath with a lip-lock.
Age: 16
Gender/Sexuality: Male Uke
Appearance: Stands at 5 foot 8 inches, naturally blonde hair (dyed black), thin and lithe build, carefully shaved face, hair tied back into a ponytail.
Derick hefted the bag higher onto his back. It was a little heavy, but that wasn't much of a problem. He started toward the school again, trying to catch up to Eric. Eric glanced back, giving a small laugh. "Y'know you don't need that much stuff, Derick." His voice was somewhat joking in tone, but his eyes gleamed with dark amusement.
Derick grunted, trying to move a bit faster. "Yeah, but it's better to be over prepared than under prepared, as my mom always says." He caught up to Eric, taking his hand. His boyfriend slipped the hand away, making a tutting sound at Derick. He didn't mind. Eric wasn't fond of public displays of affection, or at least the tame ones. Hand holding, leaning on each other, and similar acts were always rejected, but Eric often would pin him to the wall and steal his breath with a lip-lock.