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Thread: Man of the House (celebstars and Pale Moonlight)

David blushed a bit, when his mother said he looked handsome, and stammered out a small Thank you. He felt a little unsure of himself, as they finished preparations for the party, putting out food and glasses and the like, because before it had always been his father who had been doing these last minute tasks, while he had mostly tried to stay out of the way and look invisible. But now, he was pitching right in, stepping up and doing his part, just like he knew his father had wanted. It wasn't long before the guests started to arrive, and David did his part, circling around the room and greeting their friends and family. Mostly they were his mother's friends, but he'd known many of them for years, so it wasn't as if he was completely out of his element. He was nervous at first, taking such an active role with the celebration, but after awhile he relaxed, and started enjoying himself. He even snagged himself a glass of wine, careful to only sip from it. The last thing he wanted to do was get drunk and embarrass his mother, especially with all the work she'd put into this night. But the small bit of alcohol he'd allowed himself relaxed him even more, giving him a nice warm glow that he thoroughly enjoyed. It wasn't long before people started dancing, swaying to the music they'd selected together for the evening's entertainment. And before he even realized what had happened, his mom's friend Sarah had grabbed him and drug him out to the floor, not giving him the option to refuse. David just grinned, and went with it. He wasn't the greatest dancer in the world, but this was a special night, and besides....Sarah was an attractive woman. Dancing with her was just plain fun . But when she winked at his mom, and said if he was older, she'd be tempted to ask for his number, he could feel his ears burning bright red. He knew she was just teasing....but she was beautiful, and it was hard not to take notice of that. The song finally ended, and David had a sudden thought. He went to his mom, and took her by the hands. Come on, it's your party. Dance with me, he said with a grin.....just as the music started up. A slow song, quiet and bluesy, and he almost froze. A slow song.... But he quickly shook it off, and just smiled at her, taking his mother in his arms, wrapping one around her waist, and holding her hand with the other, and moved in time with the music....all the while, unable to take his eyes off of her. He looked into her eyes, and said softly, You look great, mom. All the while, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her perfume.
Thread: Man of the House (celebstars and Pale Moonlight)

When her son grabbed her, Gemma stayed on the dance floor, let him wrap his hand around her waist and hold her hand as they music made all the couples dance together. Thank you she replied kissing his cheek, then inhaling the very smell of her husband, which stirred some emotion inside of her. She wasn't sure what it was, love, hurt, pain, but she kept silent and gave a smile. You have been really good, very grown up, not sure I could have coped with out you, I owe you one. It wasn't until then that Gemma's Uncle came over and asked for her dance. She rested a hand on his shoulder, took his hand like she did her son's and danced with him, having a more adult talk about the past than she could with her son. Once the song was over with, everyone started to play some games, whether it be cards, board games, or even the karaoke which was set up. Either way, everyone was having fun and the party was a success. Of course, there had to be a moment about her film which she had worked on, Gemma felt very embarrassed but smiled with glee and raised her glass of wine to having such amazing family and friends. Now came the end of the night, 1am, people were drunk, including her as she showed them out, standing by the door, letting a draft in. Thank you for coming, it means a lot. Kissing some of their cheeks, hugging others, the last guest left which was Sarah.
Thread: Man of the House (celebstars and Pale Moonlight)

David blushed again, as he and his mother danced. Mom, you don't owe me a thing. I want to help. I want to be there for you, anytime you need me. He smiled at her, enjoying the moment, seeing her happy, and having her close. It felt strange, a little bit anyway, but it also felt...exciting. Like he truly was an adult. The dance ended, and he sighed as his Great Uncle cut in and took his place. He shrugged, and went back to the other party guests, helping himself to some food, and another glass of wine. He promised himself he'd be careful, besides, it wasn't like he had to drive home or anything. The second glass warmed him up even more, and he could feel himself getting a little tipsy. He was laughing more than usual at the conversations, and he even found himself flirting a little with some of the female guests. He even found a moment to brush up against Sarah, and throw her a cheesy line. David knew it wouldn't go anywhere, it was just.....fun. The night seemed to swirl all around him, with games and music, and conversation. At some point he ended up with a third glass pressed into his hand, but he couldn't say for sure who had given it to him. It didn't matter, though he realized the alcohol was really starting to kick in now, so he focused on eating more, and even had an espresso to sober him up a bit. But he could tell his face was a bit flushed, and that he was a little too giddy. They'd toasted his mother, raising their glasses in honor of her and her movie, and he'd raised his right along with them, making sure she could see him among the crowd. David smiled at her, a warm, happy smile, but with the wine flowing through him he could feel a taste of....something else, as well. But finally, the party started winding down, and people started gathering their coats, and saying their goodbyes. David shook hands with several of the men, and got several hugs and even a couple kisses on the cheek from some of the women. Eventually, everyone had left for the night, until finally it was only Sarah at the door. David came up behind his mother and wrapped an arm around her waist, smiling at Sarah as they stood in the doorway. It was a great party, mom. A big hit. I hope you enjoyed it, Sarah, he said with a grin, and then looked over his shoulder. And now...cleanup. He shook his head, and sighed. Any chance we can put that off until tomorrow?
Thread: Man of the House (celebstars and Pale Moonlight)

No you don't have to clean up now. Gemma teased, sticking her tongue out, implying he would be the one to do all of the cleaning tomorrow. When drunk, the mother wasn't someone to turn angry, or sad, but she was very giggly, very fun, a fun drunk her friends would say. I have had a good night, and it is time to sleep. She said, poking her son's chest with her finger. Lifting both hands up behind her head, she took out the pins holding her hair together and let the beautiful smooth locks fall below her shoulders. Kissing her son on the cheek, she smelled the cologne again, and started to run her face against his neck. He would be so proud of you. He would want you to take care of me and you have. Leaving her son, she started to take each step up to her bedroom. Her ass swayed from side to side in the tight leather before she reached the landing and made her way to her bedroom, with some wonky footsteps given her tipsy state.
Thread: Man of the House (celebstars and Pale Moonlight)

David grinned at his mom as she stuck her tongue out at him, and he responded in kind, sticking his tongue out at her playfully. She was feeling no pain at the moment, that was for sure, the way she giggled and stumbled a bit. Well, neither was he , he realized. He'd had three glasses of wine after all, and he almost never had more than half a glass, on the rare occasions his mother allowed it. Oh sure, make me your slave, he said with a laugh, as she hinted he'd be doing the cleanup tomorrow. But when she poked his chest, and said it was time for bed, he could only nod, and then suddenly yawn. Wow, it is late, isn't it? he said, the yawn catching him by surprise. Yeah, lets hit the sack. It's been a long day. He froze though, when she reached up and pulled the pins from her hair, letting it fall free, before leaning in and kissing him softly on the cheek....lingering there a moment, as she rubbed her cheek against his. And when she told him his father would be proud of him, he could feel himself choking up, barely allowing him to speak. ...I hope so, Mom, he whispered. I want to do right by him....and by you. They shared a look, a moment, both feeling the loss once more, before she turned, and staggered off down the hallway to her bedroom. The tight leather pants covering her ass making little circles, swaying from side to side, as she walked away. David swallowed, as he watched her. He couldn't help it. She was still the most beautiful woman in the world, in his eyes. And she always would be. But when she stumbled in the hall, putting a hand against the wall to steady herself, David was at her side in a flash, wrapping an arm around her waist to steady her. Whoa there, he said with a tipsy laugh, ...careful now, don't want you to have an accident... He walked with her, holding her close against him, keeping her steady, as they made their way to her bedroom. Once they got inside he sat her carefully down on the bed, and paused for a moment, unsure what to do or say next. Umm.....do you need some help with your shoes, or something? he asked, in a voice he barely recognized.
Thread: ★ Dementia's Dialogue ★

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Thread: ★ Dementia's Dialogue ★

2 - 12 - 2015 A small shoutout to the people who send me stupid shit. I don't understand how one being could be so rude, as to tell me what I should and should not post. It's my facebook, it's my tumblr blog, it's my forum. I'll do what I please. I don't go trampling on your stuff, telling you how to act or what to post. So why bother doing it on mine? Just stahp. Leave me alone.
Thread: ★ Dementia's Dialogue ★

7 - 24 - 2015 So I may have forgotten about this website. My lack of role play and lack of people liking me, kind of sent me away. But.. what the hell, I might as well make an update just so people know I am alive. I mean.. what harm could it do.
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Thread: The Status of  A Friend

Hello all I am Yoshie's friend. She asked me to respond to you all and let you know how things are going. Please read her Journal but at this moment she is in the hospital not doing so good.
Thread: The Status of  A Friend

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Thread: Lotus' Kinky Little Fetishes & Cravings ;) Come Play.

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Thread: Oh, Gods...(Candira and Razgriz)

It was a pretty average day for Katsumi. This morning, she'd risen before the sun, as per usual, and taken care of her shrine duties--mostly cleaning and restocking various items. Then, she'd taken care of her morning work-out, what many might consider a grueling routine. After a warm shower and a quick skin-care routine, she was dressed in her high school's uniform--a fairly standard affair. She wore a dark red pleated skirt, a white blouse, red neck tie, and a light grey blazer over everything. She wore dark thigh high stockings and black pumps as well, carrying a brown bag and a gym bag for her martial arts clubs. As usual, the brunette had combed her hair into a long ponytail, her bangs swept over her left eye, some of her hair framing her face. Her eyes were a light golden brown--hazel some had claimed--though they were behind a pair of reading glasses. She ate her simple breakfast on the bus while she caught up on some reading from the night before. Yes, everything was moving along as normal. It wasn't until the end of home room was nearing that anything had happened. The teacher returned from the office looking rather nervous and just a little disturbed. Katsumi sat up a little straighter and leaned forward, wondering what had happened to the kind teacher who'd acted more like an older brother at times than a professional. Excuse me class. Please be seated. The stragglers made their way back to their desks, curious as to what was going on. We have a new student today...From Sweden. Please, introduce yourself, the young man said, gesturing to the student in the hall. What was all this about?
Thread: Oh, Gods...(Candira and Razgriz)

Yes, everything had been going fairly normally. Classes came and went, with some students talking about what to do after school and others stressing over upcoming exams. The sounds of locker doors clanging and squeaking from the aged hinges resonated between passing periods as the various pupils would change out their books for whatever class came next. And before long the halls had quieted down as homeroom period started. And today would be no ordinary day indeed, for the school was about to get quite the shake up. At the teacher's introduction, a rather intimidating individual walked across the threshold, hands in the pockets of his grey suit pants Standing well over six and a half feet tall, this one was built like a mountain. The sport jacket of his grey suit seemed quite snug against his muscled physique, despite being a few sizes larger than what was standard issue. His platinum hair was swept back and reached just below his broad shoulders, the scruffy blonde beard adding to the appearance of a wildman. Striking cobalt hues peered out at the students, many of whom stared back in either great curiosity or mild fear, some even whispering to each how someone could reach such a size. He stared out at the crowd for a few moments, a bemused grin on his face before he simply stated, his Nordic accent quite apparent, Yo. I'm Njord Skallagrim. He then tugged at the collar of his undershirt, mumbling This blasted thing is so restrictive. Do we really have to wear this? The teacher just sighed, Yes, Njord, that is the case. Njord huffed, Is this a school or a military academy? The toothy grin then returned, a glint of interest appearing in his eyes Actually, now that I think about it...I'm kind of hoping for the latter. This school has martial arts clubs, right? The teacher replied with a cock of his head, Yes, I suppose it does. Njord's grin widened even further, Excellent! I'll go check those out right now! He then turned around and walked right back out of the classroom. Njor...Mister Skallagrim, wait! Those are for after school! the poor teacher cried out, following hurriedly behind the new - and very strange - student. Within moments, the two walked right back in, the teacher looking quite out of breath. Now please, Njord...Take your seat next to Miss Sango, if you would. the instructor asked in an exasperated tone. Alright, alright...No need to get all twisted in a knot. Njord replied with a slight chuckle, maneuvering his massive form to sit next to the brunette.
Thread: Oh, Gods...(Candira and Razgriz)

This had to be a joke. It was all she could do to restrain the single bark of laughter that wanted to escape her as the student entered the room. By no stretch of the imagination did he look like he belonged in a high school. That was a full grown man if ever she had seen one. Then again, even a lot of the full grown men she knew never reached that size in their dreams. My but he was a modern-day giant. She could hear a few gulps near by from a cluster of boys and the rest of the students just stared, confused, worried, and now suddenly understanding of why the teacher had looked so disturbed before. Never had she seen someone quite so...hirsute. The uniform barely fit him, but from what she could tell of his body, there was hardly a scrap of unnecessary fat to be found. He was built beneath the suit--she could tell that much thanks to her training. But it came to her immediately that he looked like he belonged in some kind of ancient battle-field, not some mid-range high school. No wonder he was excited about the martial arts clubs. As she processed what was happening, she saw the muscled man come her way and realized that the seat next to her was open. Suddenly she was uncomfortably aware of how much younger she looked than he did. Instant bummer. It wasn't as though he was an ugly person, but something was clearly not right about him. Namely that he was way older than the average high school student. Still, she was raised better than to stare, and class was about to start again, anyway. She sat up straight, nodded at the blonde man, and then prepared for the next subject to be taught. She was the only one with this approach, however. The room was instantly alive with whispers of speculation, distrust, and all out distaste. Katsumi was the only one to completely ignore the new student and focus on what was coming next. Including their poor teacher.
Thread: Oh, Gods...(Candira and Razgriz)

Despite the whispers and talking behind his back - all of which, to their disinformation, Njord could hear quite clearly - he seemed to pay it no mind. No, he was more focused on how he was going to fit into the desk of wood and metal thankfully, the chair wasn't actually affixed to the table, so he would be able to move it back if he needed to. But being at the exact center of the classroom...Well, the person sitting behind him would have quite the task of seeing anything the teacher had to write. Speaking of which, the teacher had finally regained his composure. Now, class, please settle down. I'm sure having a student from Sweden is very exciting. But now we must get into today's lesson and schedule. He then turned, still casting wayward glances at the newest student, to face the blackboard before starting the new discussion of how Japan recovered after the events of World War II. At this, Njord's ears perked up at the mention of 'war' however, it was mostly about how they managed to rebuild after the United States of America had dropped two thermonuclear bombs. That was about all that interested him before he just began tuning everything out, his eyes beginning to wander before they landed back on the woman to his left. A slight grin appeared on his face even with that uniform on, he could tell that the figure beneath was a perfect mixture of curvy and toned. He then turned and said, Well, hello there. Might I ask your name, beautiful?
Thread: Oh, Gods...(Candira and Razgriz)

Katsumi's notes were a thing of beauty. They were thorough, but not word-for-word. They were perfectly organized and they even had little pictures to help her remember certain concepts more easily. Yes, they were excellent notes. She seemed perfectly at ease in this setting, but she was very much alert to her surroundings. The man sitting next to her seemed interested, though he made no effort to take notes, nor did he seem to pay a great deal of attention after the first few minutes of the lecture. She had noticed that his stature made sitting in his desk difficult, and guessed that the student who sat behind him would be asking their friends for notes fairly frequently unless they learned to take everything by ear. The brunette was also very much aware of the way the man sitting next to her was checking her out. His eyes raking over her felt so....uncomfortable to say the least. It was probably the sleaziest thing that had happened to her. A grown man was checking her out and she wasn't at all pleased by this development. She frowned as he quite openly hit on her, despite the fact that it was disguised as a request for her name. She wasn't rude, but she certainly didn't want to interact with the man, so she finished the sentence she was writing and turned to cast her eyes at the man. Why was he really here? Sango, Katsumi, she answered politely, her face a blank slate. Excuse me, I need to concentrate. And with that, she assumed the interaction was complete, she went back to taking notes, answering questions when she could, and asking them when she was confused. She was a good student, that was certain, but she was especially good today because it gave her something else to focus on.