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Thread: Going Down? (Traveler & Charlotte)

Dog person. Jacob smiled, allowing her to categorize herself like that if she desired. Dog person, cat person, straight, gay... what did it matter really? Just don't piss on his bed. That was all he wanted a clean place to sleep and a little fucking respect from his girlfriend. He didn't even care if she might see him leave the building with another woman. Her feelings didn't matter to him at that moment and he wondered if they ever had. He walked out with his neighbor, still holding her bags and wondering at the way she checked her hair and lipstick in the reflective elevator doors. I'll walk with you. He wasn't asking he wanted a direction to go, and she was providing it. He took care not to look too closely at her garments, though the soft folds of fabric under his fingertips were difficult to ignore. The night was crisp. Refreshing. He needed a literal breath of fresh air, and it felt as if his mind was clearing now that they strolled in the amber light. As the neighbor expounded on her photo shoot he wondered if she was a model. Certainly there was a market for her Bettie Davis mystique. Perhaps she was a model, or even... an actress? A very specific kind of actress who plays a specific lesbian role to feed certain fetishes? The thought of her dressed in kinky clothing in front of a camera brought a wry smirk to his lips. Now that he'd like to see. Vintage clothing, updating her portfolio, a better gig, and nicer clients... it all added up in his mind. He believed that he had her all figured out. How complicated could a pretty girl be? All make up and outfit designs... they weren't that complex. So, still having client problems? He smiled at her as they moved down the block and turned the corner. He knew the small dry cleaner's they were going to. His girlfriend had forbade him from taking her things there once, when they supposedly left a small stain on her lapel. It showed on a weather report and Vanessa was humiliated. She hated that particular cleaners, and actually sued them for 'purposely' embarrassing her on television. I suppose paying clients are still paying clients. Bills have to be paid, and we put up with a lot of bullshit if they pay us enough. He paused outside the dry cleaner's door, his arms still laden with her bags of clothing. Oh, that was right - costuming. At least, I know I do. He was thinking about Vanessa though. Was the shit he put up with concerning her worth what he got in return? It wasn't seeming that way lately he felt like he was giving more than he got in that relationship.
Thread: Going Down? (Traveler & Charlotte)

Was she still having client problems? Olive laughed quietly, genuinely at the question. For one, it was just the one client that gave her problems.. secondly, even the idea that at some point Vanessa might not give her problems was funny in itself. Thatd be incredulous. Yeah, unfortunately. She summed, shaking her head and dismissing the notion that Vanessa would ever not be troublesome. When handsome neighbor stopped in front of the door, the blonde quickly opened it for him and waited for him to pass to follow him into the little joint. Youre preaching to the choir.. she trailed, wanting to add some sort of name at the end and almost, almost calling him handsome neighbor out loud. Luckily, she caught herself. The conversation was put on pause while she handled her business at the drycleaners. Olive bounced up to the counter and chatted idly with the owners, who by then recognized her by face and sent her lovely bag-holder a flirtatious smile. After what she could only assume was an insinuation that Olive had caught herself a good one, seeing as they were speaking a different language but their brows and hushed whispers gave it away, she received her receipt and a pick-up date. Bags handed over, the two went back on their way. Even the idea that someone thought they made a cute couple, in whatever language it was, was highly amusing. She considered him so above her 'league' that the thought didn't even embarrass her. When the two made it outside, she sighed solemnly. I was afraid this place would get shut down.. she said idly, nodding towards the small building. They got sued not too long ago when one of the owners husband got sick and left their daughter in charge for a while. She kinda stained a few things, but eventually she got the hang of it. I thought it was excusable given the reason, but.. Olive shrugged, I guess someone thought otherwise. Which lead her back around to Vanessas unreasonable fucking demands. So, you have troublesome clients, too? she asked, allowing herself the possibility of knowing what it was he did for a living. It wouldnt ruin the mystery too badly.. He had to make a decent amount to afford the kinds of clothes and shoes he did.. not to mention that car. Which! She was glad he hadnt seen her drive her own. But, the walk was nice either way. It was a nice, brisk evening. The sun was setting, everything was bathed in a soft orange glow and her accompanying eye-candy was sweet to look at. How often did this sort of thing happen to her? Not at all. So shed take it in strides. And maybe shorten hers a little.. just to lengthen their walk.. just a bit.
Thread: Going Down? (Traveler & Charlotte)

He stood aside, hands casually pushed into his pockets, as he watched the older ladies chit-chatting and tending to his neighbor's needs. Jacob hoped that they wouldn't recognize him. After all, all tall white guys looked alike, right? He smiled at one in what he knew was a reassuring manner when the woman looked from him to the cute little blond and then back again. Instead of responding he simply raised his brows, which might have meant I have no idea or You're absolutely right. It was up to the shop owner to decode his body language. When they were done he held the door open for a change, allowing the cute little bombshell to exit first. She mentioned the lawsuit and that brought Jacob's brows to furrow slightly. Huh. You heard about that lawsuit hm? Yeah... it was a mess. He remembered the distraught nights Vanessa spent, ranting about the way she had been humiliated. Hell, no one cared about the stain as much as she did, and as far as Jacob could recall it hadn't been there when he had picked up the damned blazer. But the suit was over, the damage was behind them, and the shop stayed open. Vanessa had been pissed when the judge simply had the shop keepers refund the cost of one cleaning and called it good. Jacob smirked at the memory. He glanced across the street to the other block and the park beyond that. He'd spent a lot of time runnig thorugh that park. Had it been earlier in the day he'd have gone out to run, instead of heading across town to try to forget about his girlfriend and her damned cat. Hm His attention was drawn back to the little vintage beauty strolling at his side. Too bad she was gay. And his neighbor. Had he met her across town in a bar he might have taken her to bed for a little fun, but she was not in that catagory any longer. My clients? No... I don't have client problems. Just opportunities. He smiled broadly. It's my girlfriend's co-workers I was thinking of. She has this one, a real piece of work, who thinks she knows it all and doesn't know how to listen to her betters. My girlfriend insists that the only reason this little out-dated trollop still has a job is because she's blowing one of the bosses. He shrugged, as if he didn't really give a shit one way or the other. Different strokes. His smile softened as they neared the apartment building. He loved this time of the day the in-between hours when it wasn't quite night and it wasn't quite day. It was the magical hour, when photographs looked perfect and the air smelled soft and full of life. So... here we are. He stopped outside the building and looked up. He could see his balcony from there the slider was open and the long, gauzy curtains flowed from the inside like the soft sleeves of a ghostly lover. She was letting the AC heat the entire damned city again. He frowned and considered going up there to correct her behavior, but then he swore he could hear her talking to that damned cat in her Fran Dresher voice and decided against it. I'm actually going downtown, to the Blue Moon Club. He lowered his gaze and looked at the neighbor. Maybe get lucky. He grinned. Want to come? I could use a wing man.
Thread: Going Down? (Traveler & Charlotte)

That morning had gone somewhat as expected.. For once everything went the way Olive had planned it in her head. Things were actually going so well that the blonde was borderline suspicious of it all. Was she on some sort of gameshow for the day? Was everything being pulled together by other people behind-the-scenes of her everyday life? God, she hoped not. Thatd mean at some point shit would come crashing down and shed have to look pathetically into a camera, straining not to cry or beat someone for fooling her. She had picked up the clothes from the drycleaners, drove her car that was miraculously held together by paint and prayer to the shoot location, did her absolute best in slapping every kind of look imaginable onto as many models she could. Sultry, sweet, simple, some other looks that began with s and everything before and after the alphabet. By the end of it all she had a good twenty photos and a fairly updated, balanced portfolio. Now all she needed was to get a good word.. from.. Vanessa. Hah.. that mustve been the joke, huh.. And her day had been going so well, too. She could almost see Vanessa in her seat at work the next day, laughing about the absurdity of Olives request. A recommendation? shed ask, in that nasally uptight voice she had. And then laugh bitterly before asking Olive to touch up her lips before she went on the air. And shed have no choice to do so. Oh no. Maybe.. Maybe if Olive was extra super nice and by which this just meant.. completely spineless and submissive with Vanessa, she could get a meager note of approval. She didnt need it. She would be fine without it.. Her last employer was still the station and not Vanessa personally. She just so happened to like Olives work hah and keep her on after the studio had its budget cuts. Because god forbid she go on without her full face done up. But it would look so good on her resume.. Ah well.. tomorrow. Shed deal with it tomorrow. Today, shed meet with several potential new employers. Line up some interviews.. and celebrate her productive day with a hearty glass of wine. Or two.. or three. But only to drown out the bickering upstairs neighbors. Whom, up until then, had been fairly quiet. Only the seldom shifts of furniture and on occasion, the rhythmic thumping of what she could only assume were lewd acts. But, those high-piched whines did sound awfully familiar.. .. a fourth glass couldnt hurt.
Thread: Going Down? (Traveler & Charlotte)

Oh my god, oh my god. This wasnt happening. This couldnt be happening. This isnt happening! As impossible as it seemed, Olive went white. Baby blues opened wide like a goddamned baby bunny with her stupid fucking cookies and her stupid berry drink and her stupid stupid stupid Handsome-Neighbor standing a few feet away! Everything was moving so fast it felt like the blonde was drowning in the moment. Handsome Neighbor had pinned Vanessa and although the brunettes hands were free and empty, Olive felt no such sense of safety. Handsome Neighbor No, Jacob. She knew his name now. Vanessa had said it. He had a name. He had a name and a horrible ex-girlfriend. This was too much. This was too Youre Handsome Neighbor! Oh.. Oh no . Oh no, no, no. Her heart jumped into her throat and all the blood flew to her face. Any remnants of her makeup only dulling the vibrant red to a softer pink but the blush was evident to all around. Her throat was dry and her pulse was in her ears. Oh my god. This was the fucking worst! And now Jacob Handsome Neighbor, knew he was the Handsome Neighbor! Ugh, fuck. Olive closed her eyes for a second, feeling suddenly nauseous and dizzy and thoroughly, irrevocably embarrassed. She didnt even stay long enough to hear what Jacob had said to Vanessa. This was her only escape. She couldnt very well go home! Vanessa knew she lived there, shed probably stalk her ass up the elevator to her apartment! The blonde turned on her heel, swallowed back the anxiety or maybe vomit, who knew and sped-walked out of that damn lobby so fast that it bordered on humorous. Where could she go? Not to the garage Vanessa knew what her car looked like. Shit. Shit. Shit! Oh welp, time for a goddamned adventure on foot! And so she went. For hours. Until the sun had to set and she had to set her phones GPS to guide her back home. Shed forgotten all about her cookies and drink it took her half an hour of walking dumbly with them in her hands and her stomach growling to remind her. The poor little lamb was in shock. She made the quietest entrance back into the lobby imaginable. She peeked around corners, she kept her head low, she made no eye contact with anybody. Olive padded into the elevator and prayed, for once in her life, that Handsome - - Jacob, that Jacob wasnt in there. Luck.. for once, today, was on her side. Button pressed. To her floor. Empty hallway, empty apartment. And thats the story of how Handsome-Neighbor-turned-Flirty-Innocent-Walk-Handsome-Neighbor turned into Jacob Avoid-At-All-Costs. This is why Olive Dallas did not have crushes.
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Thread: The Slimpies Show.

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Thread: Wrestling humiliation

Another great wrestling story, Emma. I love the theme of defeat and humiliation. You've really captured that feeling of helplessness that sets in when you lose the will to win and just want it all to end.
Thread: Wrestling humiliation

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Thread: Black Dagger Brotherhood MxF

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Thread: Black Dagger Brotherhood MxF

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Thread: Black Dagger Brotherhood MxF

This is based on J.R. Ward's universe In the shadows of the night in Caldwell, New York, there's a deadly turf war going on between vampires and their slayers. There exists a secret band of brothers like no othersix vampire warriors, defenders of their race against the Lesser society, a race of de-souled humans. But now Khaos has emerged from his slumber. Will he be a foe or an alley of the brotherhood. His only goal is violence and ruin, is there a Shellanfemale lover out there that can sate his desire and turn him good? Or will he end up alone sowing a path of destruction in his wake Street lights dimmed as the man in a leather trench coat walked towards an alley. A screech not quite human rang out. The man stood over a grey body, black blood oozing from it's wound. In the center of it's chest was a dagger. Brushig back his dark red hair hair, his eyes, every seeing to change color depending on the light glanced down. Tell your master the Omega, now that I have been awakened, I'm coming for everyone. Reaching down he yanked the blade from the lesser chest and whipped the blood of before it vanished into his coat again. Time for a drink. Tall and muscular he moved out of the alley like a whisper coat flowing in the gentle breeze. The club was just up ahead.
Thread: Build to Spec (~M~ & DonVoltonus)

Well I can't quite keep up with the size, hope that's alright. Hopefully we can also work in more alien crew members later. Behind Sylia, the top of a crate silently slid aside, cyberflesh tentacles setting it aside as a massively enhanced woman climbed out. She had been send to basically turn the ship into a flying brothel, e.iminating most males, and converting all others into obedient whores. She smiled, tentacles withdrawing into her spine. She flexed her hulking metal arm, looking over the girl with enhanced eyes. Mmm, lovely...I can use her. She quite suddenly lunged, pinning the woman down. Scream, and I'll gut you. She hissed, metal hand over the girl's chest, her human one forcing into her pants to rub her sex.
Thread: Build to Spec (~M~ & DonVoltonus)

That is fine. I was just using the first post as an introduction to the idea so that the concept was easy to wrap your head around. Sylia was utterly shocked and surprised by the sudden attack. She lost her balance as the mysterious creature pinned her to the floor, knocking off her glasses, pen, and keyboard away from her. She was about to scream, the sudden pain from having her back hit the cold metal floor and the weight of this creature that held her down. What truly caught her off guard and kept her quite for a while was the creature spoke to her. The voice belonged to that which she assumed was a woman's voice, but it sounded more vile and metallic. Her vision finally caught sight of what her attacker was, and it appeared to be exactly what she assumed was a woman-like creature. It's naked form was in full view of her, and it's soft skin pressed against her uniform. However, parts of her wasn't completely human at all, and her rib cage, eye, and arms looked like something directly out of a horror film or alien flic. One arm appeared to be cybernetic, while the other looked like that of a scaly creature. Accompanying this creature was a series of metallic tentacles. It's body however, was definitely female, and it had an hour glass figure with full breasts poking against Sylia's own. Agh! What are you- she was silenced however by the woman-like creature shoved her human hand down Sylia's uniform. She gasped for breath and her face flushed immediately, catching a moan between her lips. Image Inspiration of the CreatureWoman NSFW