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Thread: Haru's Heedful Howlings -[Comments Welcome]-

Happy birthday Verikatt! I got a new puppy She's a little menace but I love her. I want her to stay at the puppy stage because I love how small she is but I want her to be perfectly and fully trained xP Is that too much wishful thinking?
Thread: Haru's Heedful Howlings -[Comments Welcome]-

Malicious Lullaby said Happy birthday Verikatt! I got a new puppy She's a little menace but I love her. I want her to stay at the puppy stage because I love how small she is but I want her to be perfectly and fully trained xP Is that too much wishful thinking? Click to expand... Thanks on the birthday wishes. It probably is wishful thinking to want to keep them puppies but that's ok. You'll have to share a picture of her. I can't have animals where I live so I live vicariously through other pet owners pictures. LOL. It's good to get her trained. It saves a lot of headaches later. Congrats on the furbaby.
Thread: Haru's Heedful Howlings -[Comments Welcome]-

Things are moving along and I might be looking for new plays soon. Isn't it strange though that I absolutely hate putting things in a request thread?! I mean, I know I have had one before, but picking through the inevitable PM's always makes me feel bad. I know you can't click with everyone and lord knows there's people here that probably hate my guts, but saying no always leaves a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. So even though I have a particular idea in mind, I stay in the shadows, scouring the female request thread to see if anyone happens to hit on it. White people problems, right? So anyway, as most of you who know me know, I love animals, and I've decided to post pics here when I make updates. Not of my own animals mind you, but just pictures filled with the cuteness. I know, I know.... you can find such pictures all over the Internet, but hey, I just wanna make people smile if I can. Here you go!
Thread: Haru's Heedful Howlings -[Comments Welcome]-

LOL. I know what you mean about weeding through requests. I had somebody send me an unsolicited email wondering if I wanted to write with them. Anyway... I hope you find somebody to write with. I love writing with you and you always have great ideas. Ok, maybe no always but close enough. As for the pictures. Nothing wrong with making people smile and cute animals do the trick all the time. Those little cuties you posted this time is a good example of an awww moment.
Thread: Haru's Heedful Howlings -[Comments Welcome]-

Maybe not always but close enough?! What are you trying to say? Not all ideas are perfect, and I think working closely with your writing partner so that you both can enjoy the story and have fun is a very important thing. Nobody wants to come up with ideas all by themselves. If they did, you might as well write a book. Or maybe play a video game if you want to be dictated to. I love writing with all my partners, and yet sometimes there's a disconnect. Nobody is perfect, least of all me.
Thread: Haru's Heedful Howlings -[Comments Welcome]-

I don't know about others but it certainly makes a difference on how my dayweeklife has gone. It's awful hard to write something and get into the characters properly when you've had a bad day or not feeling well. Just gotta promise if you feel a disconnect from me in our writings you have to tell me so we can see if we can figure it out. I'm not perfect by any means stop laughing...Grins and like to think I can take criticism. I think that the characters I have this time are good ones for me. I can get into them and enjoy writing as them.
Thread: Haru's Heedful Howlings -[Comments Welcome]-

Another really nice day here in TN, but damn is it hot. It's been in the upper 90's, close to the triple digits, around 38-40 degrees for you Celsius folks, and only going to get hotter over the weekend. I'm melting! I walk outside and my glasses lenses fog up. So, this election season. Good God. I am NOT a political person, and I do not engage in discussions about politics or religion. Those are just hot button topics for so many people and too easily spiral down a path of no good. My personal opinion is that both forerunner candidates are pretty horrible, and you may or may not agree, that's cool. I have, however, decided to give my own endorsement for who I am going to support this season, and my reasons for doing so. There you have it. And, as promised, each journal entry will now have a dose of cuteness. Ta-da! Have a little stinker!
Thread: Haru's Heedful Howlings -[Comments Welcome]-

I always knew you were a little stinker! hehehe. They look so cute at that age don't they? I love your Frig election campaign poster. Of course coming from IL I remember that the Frig stood for Refrigerator Perry from the Chicago Bears. I'll vote any frig if it keeps me cool.
Thread: A Queen Without Her Crown (*~CoraJayne~* and Greenrust)

Queen Hannah had been in her room, reading. Her husband, the king, had been away on a hunting trip, and she was very lonely. She loved her husband, and had only ever been with him. They had yet to conceive a child, but she was getting there. The beautiful blonde was just about to turn the page when she heard a scream come from the hall. She rushed out, her blue eyes searching the premises the whole time. As soon as she saw the warriors, she turned to run, but her large and cumbersome dress slowed her down.
Thread: A Queen Without Her Crown (*~CoraJayne~* and Greenrust)

CoraJayne said Queen Hannah had been in her room, reading. Her husband, the king, had been away on a hunting trip, and she was very lonely. She loved her husband, and had only ever been with him. They had yet to conceive a child, but she was getting there. The beautiful blonde was just about to turn the page when she heard a scream come from the hall. She rushed out, her blue eyes searching the premises the whole time. As soon as she saw the warriors, she turned to run, but her large and cumbersome dress slowed her down. Click to expand... Michael had managed to get this far without setting the alarm, now almost within striking distance of the Queen's palace. Won't be long now. He thought to himself as him and his men slid through the palace. The few guards was almost disappointing, the security on this castle was lax. The man was an agent for the Sycrion empire, a rival nation to the small kingdom who were expansionist by nature but this small nation had this far survived due to their kings skill in tactics. After a spy had told them the king was gone, with most of his guard, on a hunting trip Michael decided to call a favor to get them into the castle. He saw the Queen running and caught up in a few steps, striking her hard across the back to knock her down. Where you going bitch! He snarled at her.
Thread: A Queen Without Her Crown (*~CoraJayne~* and Greenrust)

Hannah had almost made it to her husband's sword room when she'd been knocked down. The blonde sprawled out, but she tried to regain her composure. She whipped her hand back as hard as she could, aiming to strike the man in the face in order to get away and try to get herself a weapon. Guards! Hannah called, trying to get someone out to help her get rid of this man.
Thread: A Queen Without Her Crown (*~CoraJayne~* and Greenrust)

CoraJayne said Hannah had almost made it to her husband's sword room when she'd been knocked down. The blonde sprawled out, but she tried to regain her composure. She whipped her hand back as hard as she could, aiming to strike the man in the face in order to get away and try to get herself a weapon. Guards! Hannah called, trying to get someone out to help her get rid of this man. Click to expand... The man barley flinched at her blow, being an experinced warrior he simply grabbed her wrist and snarled, slamming her hand into the ground. His hand smashed out and back handed her hard. Your guards are gone so I suggest you stop struggling.without hesitation he threw her over his shoulder and nodded to hisen as they started leaving the castle.
Thread: A Queen Without Her Crown (*~CoraJayne~* and Greenrust)

Hannah screamed as he hit her, and she could feel the side of her face swelling. I am a queen! Let go of me! She screamed. The queen yelped as he threw her over his shoulder and she tried to wriggle out somehow. She tried to call for her handmaidens to help, but they were all being ravaged themselves.
Thread: A Queen Without Her Crown (*~CoraJayne~* and Greenrust)

CoraJayne said Hannah screamed as he hit her, and she could feel the side of her face swelling. I am a queen! Let go of me! She screamed. The queen yelped as he threw her over his shoulder and she tried to wriggle out somehow. She tried to call for her handmaidens to help, but they were all being ravaged themselves. Click to expand... The five men all had woman thrown over their shoulders, as promised they were all allowed to claim their prizes for their efforts. His grip was right and hard around her as he sharply smacked her ass. Stop moving or I will kill your handmaidens one by one and then of your still not quiet I cut out your tongue. He said with a growl as he made towards the castle stables to steal some horses.
Thread: A Queen Without Her Crown (*~CoraJayne~* and Greenrust)

The queen growled when he spanked her, but she was quiet at his threat. After a few moments, she knew that she couldn't let them get hurt. Do what you want with me, but let them go. Hannah tried to bargain. She knew he husband would come for her some time, but she would have to endure whatever this monster was going to put her through.
Thread: A Queen Without Her Crown (*~CoraJayne~* and Greenrust)

CoraJayne said The queen growled when he spanked her, but she was quiet at his threat. After a few moments, she knew that she couldn't let them get hurt. Do what you want with me, but let them go. Hannah tried to bargain. She knew he husband would come for her some time, but she would have to endure whatever this monster was going to put her through. Click to expand... I find it amusing you think this is a discussion. He said jogging for the stables, his men still carrying their own prizes grinning as they controlled their own captives, there would be time for proper 'introductions' later. You listen or ill show you what could happen to you. He said as they reached the stables. Saddle the horses! He ordered to his men, throwing her down roughly to the floor as her head smacked the ground.
Thread: A Queen Without Her Crown (*~CoraJayne~* and Greenrust)

Hannah was silent after that. The queen cried out when he threw her to the ground, and soon blood started to coat her blonde hair. The queen curled up and pressed her dress against her hair, trying to get the bleeding and pain to stop as the men saddles her horses.
Thread: A Queen Without Her Crown (*~CoraJayne~* and Greenrust)

CoraJayne said Hannah was silent after that. The queen cried out when he threw her to the ground, and soon blood started to coat her blonde hair. The queen curled up and pressed her dress against her hair, trying to get the bleeding and pain to stop as the men saddles her horses. Click to expand... They managed to set up the horses, though Michael couldn't help but glance anxiously at the door as if waiting for guards to appear. While the castle was fairly empty they were only five men. They needed to hurry. Once the horses were saddled he reached down, paying no attention to the blood as he tossed her on the horse. Were leaving, let's go! He cried getting on the horse as his men mounted, riding for the castle exit at breakneck speeds
Thread: A Queen Without Her Crown (*~CoraJayne~* and Greenrust)

Hannah tried to get comfortable on the horse with him on it, but it wasn't exactly possible. She gripped the poor animal's mane as he galloped off, ducking her head down and praying for someone to stop these men before they got too far.
Thread: A Queen Without Her Crown (*~CoraJayne~* and Greenrust)

CoraJayne said Hannah tried to get comfortable on the horse with him on it, but it wasn't exactly possible. She gripped the poor animal's mane as he galloped off, ducking her head down and praying for someone to stop these men before they got too far. Click to expand... They passed the castle care, which was always opened as a show of hospitality and several guards shouted in alarm but we're unable to stop their headlong rush as they barreled pass without stopping, diving into the city and beyond till he reached the slums of the city. Their they left the horses and made way into the sewers where most would not follow and ran deeper into the depth of the city.
Thread: A Queen Without Her Crown (*~CoraJayne~* and Greenrust)

Hannah didn't try to fight. She knew that the stronger she stayed, the calmer her girls would be. The queen held her head high as she was dragged into their sewers. The scent was overwhelming, and she had to hold back a gag.
Thread: A Queen Without Her Crown (*~CoraJayne~* and Greenrust)

They went down further in the sewers, passing several bodies that could have been passed out or diseased homeless, or could have just have easily been corpses. They moved deep enough to go into gang territory, deep undergroud among the shit of the city above. All the girls were thrown together, while the men went to argue. There was no running, as if they tried they would not know the way back and would just as likely be picked up by gangs then die by the monsterous rats said to crawl in here. The Queen and her hand maidens however had this moment to themselves
Thread: A Queen Without Her Crown (*~CoraJayne~* and Greenrust)

The queen grab her maidens, holding the girls tightly as the cowered by her. The blonde stared at the men as she tried to calm the girls down, telling them just to obey the scary men and to not worry about her. They would have to be strong if they were going to get out of this. If they got out of it.
Thread: A Queen Without Her Crown (*~CoraJayne~* and Greenrust)

CoraJayne said The queen grab her maidens, holding the girls tightly as the cowered by her. The blonde stared at the men as she tried to calm the girls down, telling them just to obey the scary men and to not worry about her. They would have to be strong if they were going to get out of this. If they got out of it. Click to expand... The men were gone for a fair bit of time, debating how to leave the city which now with its queen mentioned a beehive of activity. The smell filled the area they were in but the men barley seemed to notice, unlike their higher born captives. Finally they broke their conversation and returned. Michael clapped his hands together. Well since that's over. Suddenly and without warning showing brutal force his foot shot out and kicked the Queen in the stomach.
Thread: A Queen Without Her Crown (*~CoraJayne~* and Greenrust)

Hannah saw the men walking closer and pushed the women behind her, still standing tall as he approached. The queen cried out and doubled over when he kicked her, gasping for the air that had been knocked out of her.
Thread: The Only Rules That Matter:  Exploration (TheCorsair, Madame Mim)

Light and Shadow Paris. 1918. It was dark in the room. The only light was the red and blue of the neon lights of the hotel sign, shining through the slats of the blinds and reflecting from the large mirror above the ornate dresser on the opposite wall. Streaks of light playedcacross the furnishings - a king-sized four-post bed and canopy, two wing-backed chairs and a small table, a wardrobe. Distantly, the sounds of the Parisian streets could be heard. The door opened, granting a glimpse of the rooms beyond. A tall, slim man entered. His dark hair was somewhat longer than was fashionable, and his dark goatee gave his features a saturnine air, and his pale skin shone in the dim light. He wore a grey suit and white shirt, with a paisley silk tie, and walked with a swaying, rolling gait like that if a man too long at sea. A woman followed him, laughing and hanging on to his hand. She was small, with a great mass of wavy chestnut hair and dancing blue eyes, and skin the color of coffee and cream. Her white dress clung to her proud, slim body and left her long, coltish legs bare below the knees. She drew herself into the man's arms, her lips rising to meet his as they stepped to one side. His hands cupped her firm behind as her arms twined around his neck, and tongues lazily duelled as they kissed deeply. So forward, Monseur Sparrow! she laughed, her fingers stroking his neck and loosening his tie. The knot came undone and she undid the top two buttons, placing gentle kisses on the skin beneath. Wharever would your wife say, if she saw us!
Thread: The Only Rules That Matter:  Exploration (TheCorsair, Madame Mim)

Their laughter echoed in the alleyway, the sound of their stumbling footsteps following them around the corner. Whispers, giggles, kisses, caresses complemented perfectly the blare of a trumpet and the occasional stare. She'd found a new obsession in the contrast of their skin and couldn't stop staring, watching her hand in his, their laced fingers. He was so different from anyone she'd ever been with before. They tumbled together through the dark rooms until they found the knob for the appropriate one. Jack! She only ever called him Jack when he was in trouble. The petit redhead's eyes flicked over them both before she slapped him though not half as hard as she felt he deserved. Why would you do that? she demanded. I told you to wait for us. You remember what happened in Singapore. The women's eyes met for a moment and they shared a knowing smirk before a pair of large, muscled arms wrapped around her waist. She can be very persuasive, chere, the second man mumbled into her neck, placing kisses along her throat and shoulder. You are very much alike. Dark hands slid down her black beaded dress, gathering the fabric in bunches, pulling the skirt up around her hips. Jack's wife met his eyes with a triumphant little smirk before she turned to face her companion . A black silk tie and waistcoat were the only interruptions of color in his white suit and it was on those she focused now, her fingers deftly managing both before she was once again distracted. Her pale hands seemed to glow in the dim neon light against coffee-dark skin as they slid over his shaved pate and down to his cheeks where she held him before pushing herself up onto her toes to cush a kiss to his lips. Celine--for the woman in Jack's arms was named Celine--grinned over Jack's shoulder at the two before returning her attention to the man at hand. Slender fingers forced the surrender of two more buttons and her hands splayed across his chest, pushing the fabric partway off of his shoulders while she traced more kisses over his skin. Your wife is too hard on you, Monsieur Sparrow, and my husband too lenient. Her kisses strayed up his neck as she undid his last few buttons, untucking his shirt and pushing it and his suit coat to the floor. Perhaps we can earn forgiveness if we show them just how persuasive I can be, non?
Thread: The Only Rules That Matter:  Exploration (TheCorsair, Madame Mim)

My wife, Jack said with a grin, caressing Celine's cheek with his thumb, is only hard on me when the mood strikes her. And then she takes quite a firm hand in her dealings with me. He sighed in pleasure, leaning back against the wall as she caressed his length through his trousers. But you are very persuasive... Mischeif glittered in Celine's eyes as she squeezed gently, exploring his hardness. I too, have a firm hand.! she purred, stroking him. On occasion. Jack pulled her against him, enjoying the feel of her small breasts against his chest, seperated only by a thin layer of silk. Do you now? he murmured. Well, so do I. He watched Jenny and her companion of the evening - Jean Luc, he recalled - as they melded together in the half-light. Her pale skin and copper hair were a stark contrast against the glossy black of his skin, and his dark fingers gleamed in her copper hair and against the beaded fabric of her black dress. From time to time he had simply watched as his wife took other men, and he could have easily watched her with Jean Luc. But he had was married, and his Celine was beautiful and willing, and Jenny had whispered that Jack should have her as well. And so, meeting Jenny's green eyes for a moment before Jean Luc turned her away, he smiled and blew her a kiss before turning back to the coffee-and-cream woman in his arms. Lenient, Jean-Luc echoed as Jenny broke their kiss so that they could breathe. Say, rather, giving. I pride mysrlf on knowing what a lover wishes, and giving it. One of his hands tangled in her hair as he kissed her, turning and pressing her into the wall as he did. Catching her hands, he raised them over her head and held them against the wall, enjoying the way her breasts pushed against her dress as he did. Perhaps you are too hard upon your husband, on occasion. But that si not what you want now, is it cherie? He pressed into her, claiming her mouth roughly as his whole body moved against hers. His free hand explored her thigh, pulling it around his hip as he ground against her. You want to be taken , do you not? To be used. Pinning her against the wall with his hips, he cupped a breast and squeezed. Tell me, he whispered, breath hot in her ear as he pinched her nipple. Tell me.
Thread: The Only Rules That Matter:  Exploration (TheCorsair, Madame Mim)

Mm? Is that so? Celine pressed kisses across his chest, slowly working her way in a zigzag pattern down his torso. Her fingers easily freed him of a belt and his trouser fastenings. And how firm can you be, mon amie? There was a challenge in Celine's eyes as she slipped her slender hand beneath the waistline of his pants, a soft groan as her fingers closed around his shaft. She watched him blow a kiss to his wife and smiled, shaking her head. Her zigzagging continued and occasionally she would scrape her teeth against his flesh until at last she was on her knees tracing kisses around the base of his cock while she stroked it. Her kisses led her up his shaft and finally she placed a kiss on the tip, looking up at him with her eyes. I've not yet felt that firm hand, Jacques, she challenged, her lips pressing against the tip of his cock as they moved. Sometimes I need a firm hand, you know. Celine maintained her eye contact as she continued placing kisses along Jack's shaft and head but never taking it into her mouth. You must be very generous, Jenny purred before Jean-Luc's fingers tangled in her hair as he pressed her against the wall. Her hands were pinned against the wall and she felt helpless, trapped as she was between his firm, muscled body and the wall. She loved it. Oh you don't think so? She opened her mouth more but he pinned her and stopped her lips with his own. Jenny's body moved as his moved against her, making her ache with need as he pulled her thigh over his hip. Even through his trousers, through her dress, she could feel his cock grinding against her and her eyes widened just at the feel of his size. It was daunting, but God had it felt good against her and it had left her wanting more when he was suddenly still and holding her still with his body. Her eyes closed and her mouth dropped open slightly as he whispered in her ear and squeezed her breast. Her resolve to be uppity with him was gone in a shiver of goosebumps. Take me, Jenny squeaked once her voice had come back. She pulled her other leg up around his hip, trusting the strength of her broad body to keep her pinned against the wall. Use me like a common slut. Fuck me. This last came as a moan before she suddenly turned her head to kiss him hard, biting his lip gently before entwining her tongue with his.