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Thread: ♔ dream's journal

watching family guy listening to short skirt, long jacket drinking coke zero I'm working 30 hours this week at my new job It's hard on my feet but sooooo great. I love everyone there, plus my best friend works there too! Doesn't help that I'm hot and cold about him sometimes god he's beautiful but HEY, what can ya do? I love 'em regardless! So, what else. Missed some time in school, I'm a little behind but I'll catch up tomorrow. Right now I just can't wait to get my big, beefy paycheck in 2 weeks. Man it's going to be nice. On my list is - some new clothes - dead rising 2 - preorder cataclysm - preorder dragon age 2 - buy passion pit t-shirts online - buy wow time - purchase passion pit manners deluxe album Looks like a great list to me! D
Thread: Foreign Sex exchange (HaruxFinn)

Takahashi Kiyomi had just gotten off the plane, having just arrived from Japan. Clad in a tshirt and jeans, she blended in with the rest of the travelers inside the airport. Moving to get her luggage, she looked around for any sign of her host family, not knowing what they were like. Kiyoshi had shoulder length black hair, that she usually wore in a ponytail. At 5'4, she was of an average height for a young Japanese female. Once she got her suitcases from baggage claim, she looked around again, wondering if the family she would be staying with were even there.
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Matt never had thought he'd be married, but here he was, standing at the spot where he told Kiyomi to meet him. It was just him and his wife hosting this young lady from afar. Perhaps it was wrong, but he couldn't shove away the thoughts of all the things he'd do with this foreigner while the wife went away for her day job. His job was at home, so for a while, the two would be alone. He just hoped Kiyomi would spot his 5'8 form, clad in jeans and a shirt, standing next to his wife and waving his hands in the air, the wife holding up a sign to point out where they were.
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Kiyomi had seen the man standing with his wife, his hands waving maniacally. For a second, she thought he was waiting for someone else, but then she saw the sign in his hand. She couldn't read what was written on it, but since no one else had approached him, she realized that he and his wife were to be her host family. Picking up her bags, she walked over to the pair, bowing at the waist. Konnichi-wa lol that's like the only japanese word I know...
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It's alright. I don't know much more beyond that either. Matt stopped flailing his arms when Kiyomi finally made her way over to them and bowed. Without a word, he helped by taking her luggage from her, then turned to his wife. They head out of the airport and back to their car, tossed the luggage in the trunk, got in, and the wife wound up driving home. Once they arrived, Matt went ahead and helped Kiyomi get her things into the house and up to her room, where she'd be staying for a while. All that time, while the wife wasn't watching, Matt found himself stealing glances at Kiyomi.
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Kiyomi followed the man up to her room when they arrived at the house. Lifting a suitcase onto the bed, she started to unpack her clothes, placing her kimonos neatly in the dresser that had been provided for her. The rest of her clothes were hung up and placed in the closet, all the while unaware that her host was staring at her. Once she had everything unpacked, she sat down on the bed to read one of the manga's that she had brought with her from home. She'd planned on reading it on the plane, but had fallen asleep instead.
Thread: Foreign Sex exchange (HaruxFinn)

Matt smiled as he watched Kiyomi unpack her things. He sure wished he could see her in those various kimono and other things she had hung in the closet. Hmm interesting thigns you have there. I wonder if I could see anything on you? It was then his wife called him away, leaving Kiyomi alone for a few moments. Soon she'd hear the door open and shut, the car start up and drive off. It seemed the misses of the house needed to run to work, since it was early in the morning. He didn't need to go to a place for work....instead working out of the house.
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The clothes she'd put in her closet were just clothes that any regular teenage girl would wear. Looking over at him, she just blinked, having no clue what he had just said. Hearing the wife call for him, or that's what she'd assumed since he left the room right after hearing her, she went back to reading her manga. Looking up again, she heard the car doors, followed by the vehicle driving away. After reading a couple more pages, she closed the book, and headed downstairs to try and find something to eat.
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He was still downstairs when Kiyomi came walking by. Again he looked towards her, a little disappointed she didn't change, but he hoped maybe she would for him alone. If you're hungry, I'm not sure what you would like to eat. he said, before getting up from his chair in the living room and walking around to the kitchen to meet up with Kiyomi.
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She looked at him when she heard him speak, but turned back around, looking through the closets, trying to find something that looked appetizing. She was used to traditional Japanese cuisine, so most of the stuff she saw didn't interest her at all. Turning back to Matt, she pointed at the stove, then at one of the cupboards, hoping he knew that she wanted him to cook her something.
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Matt blinked and shrugged. He had no idea what to make, not being versed in Japanese food. That and he feared he didn't have the right things to make a meal from that country. The best he could do was ramen.....the instant kind. Rummaging through the cupboards, he found some in a cup which he filled with water, heated in the microwave, then handed to her. Careful....not sure how warm it is. he said After handing it to her, he again finds himself looking Kiyomi over. Some how he wanted to get close to her, but how, he didn't know. Maybe she'd give him some hint.
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Kiyomi reached for the cup, her hand brushing his as she took it from him. Setting it down on the counter, she looked around for some chopsticks. All she could find was western eating utensils, which she had never learned to use. Taking the cup, she moved to sit at the table, using her fingers to eat the noodles instead.
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Matt shook his head a little, holding back the urge to chuckle. I figured...maybe you'd need these. he said, handing her a napkin to wipe her hands with, and a pair of chopsticks he had found from the last time he and the wife ate at one of those Asian buffet-type restaurants. He went to wipe her fingers, his fingers brushing at her hand a bit to get an idea what her skin feels like. Do you dress other ways? I want to see.
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She looked at him, confused as to what he was saying, and even more confused when he started to clean her hands off. She could have done it herself, but she figured it was an American custom to clean each other's hands after meals. Once he was done wiping her fingers, she reached for the chopsticks so she could finish the noodles he'd prepared for her. Once she finished eating, she went back upstairs to her room, laying on her stomach on the bed, her bedroom door open still.
Thread: Foreign Sex exchange (HaruxFinn)

Matt waited once she finished and after a moment, he followed suit, heading upstairs. He went up to her room and in, looking to Kiyomi on the bed on her stomach. You are okay I hope. he said. I should probably..... oh nevermind. I'm Matt. You are? He looked over to the closer and peeked at the still-open doors, looking at the sorts of things she had brought for wearing. He then looked back to Kiyomi. I wonder, could you dress up for me.? Maybe show me how you'd look back in Japan?
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Kiyomi closed her book, turning over onto her side, the shirt she's wearing riding up a bit to show a bit of her breasts underneath. Blinking in confusion, she could only make out what she thought was his name. Pointing to herself, she told him her name. Kiyomi Still confused, she went back to reading, having already introduced herself. Unless he found a way to get the message across, she'd never show him what she looked like in one of her kimonos.
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Kiyomi. Pretty. Matt turned and went over to the dresser, and brought out one of the neatly-folded kimono she had brought with her. He rather liked how it looked, but would love it if her shorter, smaller body were in it. He turned to Kiyomi. Kiyomi? Wear this? Fixed
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Kiyomi looked up again when he started going through her dresser. Getting up, she held her hand out for her kimono. She waited for him to leave, not wanting to change in front of him. You can leave now, Matt-sama. the italics indicate her speaking in Japanese
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gotcha. Sorry for the delay also. This forum hides subscribed threads and only shows those I make myself. Nodding, Matt figured he would let Kiyomi surprise him. He steps out of the room and shuts the door, but leaving it open a little. Once out in the hallway again, his mind rushed with thoughts of how she'd look in that kimono, and trying to come up with ways to bring himself close to his Japanese house-guest. Maybe she'll make a move or something? She can't speak English so she couldn't tell me when to try getting close and on her. he thought to himself. Unable to take it anymore and wanting to see how Kiyomi would react, Matt turned back around and looked into the room through the crack he left open in the doorway.
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Satisfied that she wouldn't be seen, she started removing her clothes, not noticing that her door was open a crack, or that her host was watching her. Clad in just her bra and panties, she folded her t-shirt and jeans, placing them on her bed before picking up her kimono. Once she had her kimono on, she turned toward the door, still failing to notice that it was cracked open slightly. Matt-sama, you can come in now. It was unlikely though, that he would understand what she was saying, just like she couldn't understand his speech.
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Matt could only understand the Matt-sama bit of what Kiyomi was saying. The rest was just gibberish Japanese to him. Still if that was his cue, he took his chance and ran with it. Opening the door quickly, he stepped back into the room and looked Kiyomi over for a moment, rather admiring the kimono. Moving in quickly, Matt proceeded to reach out for her and grab hold of her around the waist.
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Kiyomi watched him as he looked her over. She felt a little uncomfortable, even more so when he suddenly reached out and grabbed her. No Matt-sama! Let go of me!
Thread: Foreign Sex exchange (HaruxFinn)

Matt couldn't understand Kiyomi, the female's words again coming out as gibberish save for Matt-sama. Maybe she meant Please continue? Whatever it was, he wasn't letting up now that he had a hold on her. Matt went and pulled Kiyomi along towards her bed, then sat her down, sitting beside her....at first. Less than a second or so passed before he shifted over, getting into Kiyomi's lap.
Thread: Three way MxM. Quickie.  Inquire inside. - APPLICANTS MUST BE LITERATE.

RE Looking for a victim. Three way MxM. Quickie. Inquire inside. This sounds interesting, if you wouldn't mind roleplaying with someone new to the boards?
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RE Looking for a victim. Three way MxM. Quickie. Inquire inside. No worries. I'm fairly new myselfdon't get on much nowadays. I have less posts than you, actually. My friend is getting his password reset, which takes damn near forever. There isn't too much more to the plot than that, so we can wing it if you'd like. You're character can be moving in, or whatever. Unless you'd like us to tell you about our boys first or something? If so, we can do some real brainstorming through PMs.
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RE Looking for a victim. Three way MxM. Quickie. Inquire inside. Nikolai said No worries. I'm fairly new myselfdon't get on much nowadays. I have less posts than you, actually. My friend is getting his password reset, which takes damn near forever. There isn't too much more to the plot than that, so we can wing it if you'd like. You're character can be moving in, or whatever. Unless you'd like us to tell you about our boys first or something? If so, we can do some real brainstorming through PMs. Click to expand... Sure, tell me more please!
Thread: Three way MxM. Quickie.  Inquire inside. - APPLICANTS MUST BE LITERATE.

RE Looking for a victim. Three way MxM. Quickie. Inquire inside. Good luck, Niko!
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Updated.
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Good luck D
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Thanks, Serisu. You're always welcome to join.
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No applicants.
Thread: ι киσω ι c σ υ ℓ ∂, bυт ι ∂ σ и ` т

Sure, putting up posts all over campus and soliciting an opening for a new roommate in the newspaper was pretty old school, but rent was getting harder and harder to pay and Graeme didnt relish the idea of living in the streets. Begrudgingly his roommate and best friend Kail had moved most of his things from the other bed room and set up his things in the main living area, so Graeme began the search for another roommate. It was a two bedroom apartment, so naturally, someone would be sleeping on the couch the two hadnt exactly settled things very nicely, so the whole bedroom thing was still a problem, really. Graeme prepared for the arrival for the arrival of their newest living companion by attempting to tidy up the living room area, gathering stray art supplies and dumping them into a box he proceeded to kick out of sight. Kail! Get the rest of your crap out of the guest room! he moaned, brushing from his face a lock of thick black hair. Im not kidding, hell be here any second! He didnt want to scare the guy off before he had even moved in. Graeme was the cool, level-headed type who was never nervous or worried, but he was nervous now. He knew how important first impressions could be. He was dressed smartly in a tailored white dress shirt and flattering dark jeans, his feet, which he never bared, encased in a pair of genuine leather shoes. He didnt look the part of a man struggling to keep his home. Average height and thin, graceful, Graeme was perfection personified, his image marred only by the ugly frown he was wearing and the crease of his porcelain brow. His shoes made virtually no sound as he crossed the small living room in about four long strides towards the even smaller kitchen area. Can you come clean this up, please?
Thread: ι киσω ι c σ υ ℓ ∂, bυт ι ∂ σ и ` т

Nikolai said Sure, putting up posts all over campus and soliciting an opening for a new roommate in the newspaper was pretty old school, but rent was getting harder and harder to pay and Graeme didnt relish the idea of living in the streets. Begrudgingly his roommate and best friend Kail had moved most of his things from the other bed room and set up his things in the main living area, so Graeme began the search for another roommate. It was a two bedroom apartment, so naturally, someone would be sleeping on the couch the two hadnt exactly settled things very nicely, so the whole bedroom thing was still a problem, really. Graeme prepared for the arrival for the arrival of their newest living companion by attempting to tidy up the living room area, gathering stray art supplies and dumping them into a box he proceeded to kick out of sight. Kail! Get the rest of your crap out of the guest room! he moaned, brushing from his face a lock of thick black hair. Im not kidding, hell be here any second! He didnt want to scare the guy off before he had even moved in. Graeme was the cool, level-headed type who was never nervous or worried, but he was nervous now. He knew how important first impressions could be. He was dressed smartly in a tailored white dress shirt and flattering dark jeans, his feet, which he never bared, encased in a pair of genuine leather shoes. He didnt look the part of a man struggling to keep his home. Average height and thin, graceful, Graeme was perfection personified, his image marred only by the ugly frown he was wearing and the crease of his porcelain brow. His shoes made virtually no sound as he crossed the small living room in about four long strides towards the even smaller kitchen area. Can you come clean this up, please? Click to expand... Lucian rode down the street on his harley as he looked for the address unitl he finally found the place, glancing up at it and then walking up to the door and knocking. His ice blue eyes looking aournd the neighborhood as he waited for someone to answer the door. He was wearing boots, black jeans and a maroon silk shirt. He had a pendant of a black onyx dragon with ruby eyes around his neck. He had a couple large suitcases at his feet with his clothes inside plus some other things that were special to him.
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Kail seemed less than content with the request of his long-time friends and roommate, and announced his displeasure openly. If it bothers you so much, you move it! Otherwise, Ill do it when Im good and ready! He shouted. Damn, he added under his breath, just for good measure. Graeme sure could be pushy sometimes. Although, right now was probably a good time for him to be their new roommate would be here at any moment to see the place. Not that Kail cared much of what it looked like. He was currently plopped on the sofa sketchy something in dark, chalky pastels, making quite the mess all over his smock and the couch. His appearance was completely opposite that of his friends Kail was messy and unkempt and little seemed to concern him in the least. He was dressed in light-wash jeans, random self-made tears adorning the thigh and knee areas. A variety of belts, buckles, necklaces and rings were also a part of his current wardrobe. Underneath a once cream colored smocknow paint encrustedwas a black tee shirt with some stains of its own. He gnawed obnoxiously on the pencil in his mouth as he grunted at the image he was creating. Cant you see Im trying to work here? Fuck. Get off my ass.
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Before he could complain at his friend any longer a resounding knock on the door announced the arrival of their new roommate. Graeme bit his tongue and spun on his heel, leaving the lazy man in his huffy wake and heading towards the door. He took an extra moment to comb his long, elegant fingers through his luscious black curls before going for the doorknob, pulling it open with a swift tug. His took in the newcomer's appearance with one sweeping glance of his glaciate eyes before his angular features arranged themselves into a pleasing and welcoming smile. Hello, he said, his voice as warm as his eyes. I'm Graeme. You must be Lucien? He was glad to finally have a face to put with the voice he'd heard over the phone, and carefully noted the other man's appearance having a penchant for beautiful things his eyes lingered on the gaudy necklace for a second longer than was usual. He stepped aside to allow him inside, but not before going for one of the bags at Lucien's feet. Please, allow me to help you with your things. He glanced over his shoulder. Kail? he called, sounding forever like an irritated mother or a tired wife, despite his careful effort to appear cool and aloof.
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Nikolai said Before he could complain at his friend any longer a resounding knock on the door announced the arrival of their new roommate. Graeme bit his tongue and spun on his heel, leaving the lazy man in his huffy wake and heading towards the door. He took an extra moment to comb his long, elegant fingers through his luscious black curls before going for the doorknob, pulling it open with a swift tug. His took in the newcomer's appearance with one sweeping glance of his glaciate eyes before his angular features arranged themselves into a pleasing and welcoming smile. Hello, he said, his voice as warm as his eyes. I'm Graeme. You must be Lucien? He was glad to finally have a face to put with the voice he'd heard over the phone, and carefully noted the other man's appearance having a penchant for beautiful things his eyes lingered on the gaudy necklace for a second longer than was usual. He stepped aside to allow him inside, but not before going for one of the bags at Lucien's feet. Please, allow me to help you with your things. He glanced over his shoulder. Kail? he called, sounding forever like an irritated mother or a tired wife, despite his careful effort to appear cool and aloof. Click to expand... Lucian looked over to the man that answered the door, smiling at him as he looked the man over Yeah, I'm Lucian. Nice to finally meet you Graeme. He picked up his other bags and walked into the house, looking around and noticing the man on the couch drawing and walked over to him to see what he was drawing. Hi, I'm Lucian. Kucian was interested in drawing himself, but all his drawings were fantasy style. Dragons, wizards and stuff like that. He also loved cooking for other people so if the others didn't like to cook it would be a perfect setup for him and he'd be willing to cook the meals everyday.
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Yo, Kail muttered, not looking up to greet his new roommate's eyes with his own. Name's Kail. With the man now hovering over him, his inspiration to continue his work was suddenly lost, and he closed the sketchpad and got up from the couch. He tucked his hands in his pockets awkwardly, not knowing exactly what to say. He wasn't exactly a man of many words, as it were.
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Graeme watched their interaction as he moved across the living area upon gently closing the front door, setting the suitcase just inside the door of the bedroom Lucien would be sleeping in. He rolled his eyes at Kail's unfriendly greeting but made no effort to chastise him, instead directing some conversation at the newcomer. You'll have a room to yourself, like I mentioned, and I'll be right over there. He nods in the direction of his own room, his arms crossed over his chest offhandedly. He was always conscious of the way he held his body so he kept his long-fingered hands tastefully splayed even as his hands were tucked beneath his arms. Graeme watched Lucian intently, looking for a moment like a hungry wildcat eying his prey, feasting upon his movements, his eyes following the folds in the shiny fabric of his crimson shirt. So, he began passively, already out of conversation topics, Did you come a long way? You can get settled if you'd like, or we can get some take out if you're hungry after your trip.