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Thread: Everything is allowed in war and love - 『 YumiBlossom & Boss 』

The trumpet could be heard outside to signalize that it was morning and it was time enough for the squad to line up, even though the clock couldnt be more than a few minutes before 7 a.m. and let them have a few minutes to dress themselves properly. If you didnt come out in time when they called your name or the Colonel saw you line up later than the others there would be a punishment for later after the morning training. No breakfast would be given before everyone had finished the first workout what was to jog around the camp and a bit further up in the forest and then back without slacking off and fall behind. Berwald had been lying in the bed awake before he heard the sound, not wanting to go up just yet since it was one of the few times he had a moment to relax and if he got up he would surely wake up one of the other and he didnt want that. Knowing to well that he was the only morning person there and didnt want to be disrespectful to his fellow in the troop. Standing up from his bed as he stretched out his arms as everyone got dressed in a hurry, jumping out from their bed. Afraid of coming to late so they would get even more training afterward. Berwald wasnt late to dress himself up, pulling his green pants on and a black shirt and was one of the first to jog over to the morning line up. Some people were already there, but they were the usual ones that came first. The swede hadnt talked with them before exactly, but he always saw them this morning and recognized them on other places thanks to that. Nodding at them to greet them as no one was up for any talking this early and it wouldnt be good to start chatting before the usual name call up. It was just some mere minutes it was about before everyone had lined up behind the Colonel who called the names on a list and they replied with a loud yes immediately to show they were there so it would go faster since everyone wanted their breakfast. When the Colonel was done he talked what they were to do today and apparently after the morning jog everyone would come back here again since they would all greet a new person who would join the swedish army here. Berwald knew everyone groaned inside, because everyone tend to run as fast they could to the dining room. They would be both exhausted and starving from the lack of energy and waiting even more was not something they liked to hear. Thats all! The Colonel yelled. Proceed! He started to run, to be the first in the line as the other joined him in the march, screaming once and then to exhort the men to not slack off.
Thread: Everything is allowed in war and love - 『 YumiBlossom & Boss 』

Waking up with a jerk and eyed the other man. Had he fell asleep? That was really bad if he had slept for much longer and watched the clock. Still 14 minutes before they started and he let out a sigh before he looked over at the man in front of him now. Catching what the other said on a whim, still a little paniced from the thought that he could have overslept which he rarely did. Or more exactly never had done. It was Mathias, the new danish guy who talked with him in english. Berwald hoped that the other would at least try to learn swedish now when he after all were in Sweden and was surrounded by swedish people. Coughing before answering in an attempt to get away his dark morning voice. I'm Berwald. Nice to meet you. he reached his hand forward and shake the other ones, but let go immediately after two strong shakes. So you have your bed in here? Surprised that he had to put up with the new guy this early, which was a pain in the ass. Everybody knew better than not talk or disturb Berwald since everyone found him boring and secretive. All he did now with Mathias was to try to be polite and hope he wouldn't bother him so much in the future. The swede looked at the others locker, noticing that he hadn't brought much with him but didn't say anything about that as he locked his eyes on the dane once again. He had a much prettier face close up and couldn't be much older than himself, approximately about 22-23 if even that. A slender face with sharp eyes who reflected that he had secrets, maybe from home? The color was an icy blue, cold like the winter breeze in the middle of the swedish winter and blue like the cloudless heaven. It will be an honor to work with you and learn new things from you. He tried to smile towards the other man, but he knew very well that he was famous around here for the man who didn't smile even though he tried he knew people tend to not notice it since it was so small.
Thread: Everything is allowed in war and love - 『 YumiBlossom & Boss 』

Shaking the other mans hand, he looked at him suspiciously, why was he here all alone? Was he a loner? A nerd? Or someone who thought he was too good for this place overall? He didn't know what to think of the man, except that he didn't trust him, like he didn't do with anyone of the men around here. Mathias, but you probably knew that already. At least he could try to be polite, until he had figured the man out, which may take a while, since Berwald seemed to be a reserved person, why else would he be here all alone? No, I just sat down here because I like to creep sleeping people out. Mathias had to force himself to not roll his eyes, he knew the man just tried to be polite, but his childishness took over him, and he just had to be sarcastic about it. He wasn't really for small talk, it was either talk or you could be silent. But apparently he had woken the other man up, since he hadn't either seen him, so they both had kinda scared each other? Maybe the man would skip the next pass they had, just because he was a sleepy-head? So many thoughts, so little time to think it all thorough. Eyes meeting, he didn't look down, he didn't show any weakness of faltering his gaze. He knew that not many people saw this as a sign of battle for domination, but Mathias never faltered his gaze, he was too strong for that. Do you really mean that, or are you just trying to be polite? If that's the case, cut it off and be honest instead, or don't say anything. The man was probably from a normal, good family. The mother probably baked the bread every Saturday morning, the father worked at the office.. He was just too regular and well-mannered to not have that life. Smirking himself, he straighten his back to look even deeper into those eyes, his own glimmering with mischief. Are you here just because you're a slacker. His manners beg the difference, he was a hard-working man. Or are you just a loner? A better word for loser. Mathias was ruthless, honest and maybe a little bit too unserious for one's best. But why would he care? The sooner he was on his way home, the better it was for all of them, maybe he could start to live a normal life again..
Thread: Everything is allowed in war and love - 『 YumiBlossom & Boss 』

At first Berwald didn't hear the sarcasm behind the words and was taken aback, but then he noticed the way the danish man talked to him and get that the man was making fun of him. He had never heard of a soldier who didn't were serious and polite, so this was a challenge. Feeling the eyes stare at him, like he pierced his soul trying to watch for any weakness, but Berwald was good at holding eye contact with others and didn't avoid the others gaze. To be honest, I'm trying to be polite but I guess you're not up for that crap. He didn't want to pretend he liked someone if that person himself already had seen through him, then it was pointless. And that's none of your business, if you want to poke around in other peoples private life you better find someone else. Berwald stood up and buttoned his jacket and turned around to Mathias. So let us drop this meaningless conversation and not disturb each other again if we don't have to team up sometime. Mathias seemed to not be that of a complicated person, he wanted to find peoples weakness and then turn it against them. He didn't want to disappoint his new comrade, but what he knew he had no weakness so far in the army, at least not something that would be noticed. Without looking back at his room mate he walked out again, walking with big steps to hurry so he wouldn't be late. He couldn't care less if the dane would be in the time or if he would find the house and room where they would train in. He didn't like him and apparently Mathias didn't like him either, so fair enough. Friends were something he didn't need in the army as they would just slow him down or ruin his scores, the only thing he could do was team up with someone if he had to since you must be cooperative to function in the army.
Thread: Everything is allowed in war and love - 『 YumiBlossom & Boss 』

As soon as he was told they could go, Berwald stood up but waited a few seconds before he walked out so it wouldn't get too crowdy in the door. Then heading out as he walked directly to the fence outside as he didn't care what the others would do on their free time. Probably slack off and take it easy instead of moving around to get the body used to movements that would come. Many thought that the steeplechase course would work fine if you rested your body, but for Berwald it was the opposite. Since he had a pretty heavy body from all the muscles he had build he had to keep his body going until then to get faster and be better. The weather today seemed to be fine so the steeplechase course wouldn't be that bad and the ground would be dry. Otherwise if it had rained the track would get slippery and much harder to run on. It took him about 45 minutes to jog around the whole base and stopped outside the building where the gym was, breathing heavy as he rested his arms on his knees and stretched out his legs and back from the exercising. His body got tired fast, but that didn't stop him from pushing it more than it could take, knowing he would only get better if he pushed himself to the limit if not more. Just taking 10 minutes to rest he already went to the weightlifting, beginning with some easier one as he build more on them later. Thanks to his personal training his body had evolved and was more durable, but on the evening he was dead tired and always went to sleep early. That time of the day was his favorite when he finally could relax and drift of to sleep. First when he was oozing of sweat he put the wight down, pulled his hair back with one of his hands as he dried his face of with his palm. Now was a good time to shower again and headed to the showers in the gym, borrowing a towel that was free in there. The cold water felt good on his skin after this workout, but turned it the water off as soon as it had gone through his body. Dried himself with the towel and dressed himself as he headed back to his room. There was still 35 minutes left of their free time so the rest of it he could relax his body to get the energy to actually manage the steeplechase course to the goal. He kicked his boots off his feet as he headed to his bed but stopped when he saw Mathias lay in the bed next to his. Berwald smiled. He had been right, the dane was a slacker apparently even though he had done great at the weapon caretaking. Maybe it had just been pure luck? What did he know. Instead of questioning those things further he spread himself out in his bed and closed his eyes with a sigh. Why did he end up with the dane next to him like this?
Thread: "†his is my suicide dress," she †old him.

What She Was Wearing this is my suicide dress she told him I only wear it on days when I'm afraid I might kill myself if I don't wear it you've been wearing it every day since we met he said and these are my arson gloves so you don't set fire to something? he asked exactly and this is my terrorism lipstick my assault and battery eyeliner my armed robbery boots I'd like to undress you he said but would that make me an accomplice? and today she said I'm wearing my infidelity underwear so don't get any ideas and she put on her nervous breakdown hat and walked out the door - by Denver Butson A journal of anything.
Thread: "†his is my suicide dress," she †old him.

Winter still hasn't shaken off, completely, but the afternoon is warm, the sun low, and it transforms the yard and the surrounding farms into a gold-green kingdom, expanded by the mountains, the white-blue sky. If this is a cage, it seems like it has no boundries. I would happily stay here my entire life.
Thread: "†his is my suicide dress," she †old him.

I am going to meet my boyfriend today, at the train station, in the city. I will wear the same dress I wore last time I made this trip I like it, it flatters me, tail-cut and dark blue, pink flowers. I feel ready for the city when I wear it, its glassy giants, the crush of people. In this dress I am safe, I am one of them, I am chic and I belong. My favourite lipstick is a shade of pink that's sweeter than my natural lip colour, glossier. It's running low it lost its shape, a bullet tube of pink that I have to apply with a careful brush. I like the taste of it on my lips. I like the taste of it between our lips, when he wraps his arms around me and our kiss deepens. For a moment that kiss tastes of vanilla and it makes me smile against him. I might wear my hat. They are my latest venture, hats, vintage, older than I am for the most part. He hates every single one but lets me wear them. I like holding onto when the wind picks up, and we are standing there, in shadows and golden afternoon light, pigeons taking flight and strangers walk all around us.
Thread: "†his is my suicide dress," she †old him.

moi je joue. My favourite things for September. I am suddenly crazy for Chanel lipsticks the one here is a bright, vampire red. I wore it out with my boyfriend for dinner in Chinatown, with a peach dress that was far too short and the tiny, glimmering red Swarovski heart he gave me. I felt so removed from myself, done up with dark smokey eyes and that red, red mouth. The silk stockings that I am always so careful with and the heels that I never wear at home. The messy, romp-in-bed-hair. It was thrilling, being that. Sometimes I think there is two dual personalities within me, that split me neatly down the middle.
Thread: Midnight Tales [M LF F]

RE Welcome to my Parlor Bumpdate.
Thread: Midnight Tales [M LF F]

RE Welcome to my Parlor Bump.
Thread: Midnight Tales [M LF F]

RE Welcome to my Parlor First update in a loooong time.
Thread: Midnight Tales [M LF F]

RE Welcome to my Parlor M LF F First bump of 2016.
Thread: Spur of Moment Craving Thread - not accepting, check out main

RE Wanting a Smut RP Right now! -updated! . Not a full update on my 'original thread', but still something nonetheless that I wanna do. 3
Thread: Like a Good Neighbor (RVJ94 and Whispered Desire)

The morning sun had eaten away most of the darkness in his bedroom, and despite Joseph's eyes being closed, were reaching past his eyelids. A few more minutes of tossing and turning in bed weren't gonna give him any more sleep. His eyelids opened, revealing dark brown eyes that looked up at the ceiling as the first thing he saw. The second thing he saw was the bright red digits on his alarm clock when he turned to check the time. 823, it read. With a sigh, the 25-year-old got out of bed and dragged himself into the bathroom. After relieving himself and washing his hands, he grabbed his comb and started working on the thick, dark brown hair that at it's current state, would have had people asking if he had been scared by something. He walked down the hallway of the three-bedroom apartment that he shared with a roommate. Joseph wasn't too heavy, and he carried his 175-lb frame well at 6'0 tall, so his steps down the hall weren't gonna disturb anyone. The door to Todd's room was closed, and at this time of the morning, that usually meant that Todd had been asleep for only a few hours. His job at a nightclub tended to leave him coming home at weird hours of the night. Meanwhile, Joseph worked part-time at a local design and marketing firm, and part-time at home. It wasn't bad, since it gave him a little more freedom on when to work, and he could choose how much to work at home. A quick peer out of the living room window revealed that indeed, Todd was home. His car was parked next to Joseph's. There were plenty of other neighbors that were home too. But with this being a Saturday morning, and many of them wanting to get out for the day, that will soon change. He didn't see the vehicle that belonged to their new neighbor, but he didn't think much of it. He went into the kitchen to grab some orange juice, contemplating on how he should spend his Saturday.
Thread: Like a Good Neighbor (RVJ94 and Whispered Desire)

Dressed in a pair of denim shorts and a form fitting black tank top the curvaceous 33 year old Emily Carver's five foot six inch frame struggled to carry the packages and groceries shed been forced to walk home with when her car broke down just a few blocks away. Shed abandoned it in order to get her frozen foods home before it spoiled and had decided to get help for the car later that day. Just being new to town she wouldnt have known who to call anyhow and would have to wait to get home to check the yellow pages for a good mechanic, not to mention tow truck. She turned up the sidewalk that led to her small apartment. Coming here was to be a new start for the brown eyed woman. Luckily for her, shed been offered a transfer and it was her perfect escape from the negative relationship shed been in. She still had a few fading bruises to prove it upon her shoulders and under the dark sunglasses that hid her deep brown eyes. The slightest touch of lipstick had covered the still partially split lip that shed received when Mark had found out that she was leaving him. Emi shuddered at the thought just as she tripped on the uneven sidewalk and although shed maintained her balance, her groceries went scattering everywhere. Leaning down to pick them up the brunettes long hair fell down and around her face as she sat down her packages to retrieve the items that had fallen from out of the now torn bag. For a moment she did nothing but rested her face in her hands, shaking her head slightly and cursing out loud Damn it. Exactly what she needed her first week here in this town? She now had a broken car, she didnt know one person who could help her to get it where it needed to go, and now groceries everywhere. With a deep breath of determination she bent over, her shorts perhaps riding a bit high and possibly even being considered too short for a woman over thirty but while Emily wasnt the super skinny girl shed been in high school and college, she still had a firm and shapely figure. She began rearranging the items to make room for the ones that had been in the torn bag, the warm sun already beating down upon her shoulders. She stopped for a moment, tilting her face towards the warmth of the sun. If nothing else, at least the days weather was looking very promising.
Thread: Like a Good Neighbor (RVJ94 and Whispered Desire)

Three hours had passed since Joseph woke up, and not a plan was in place for the day. The day was getting warmer, and people were out and about, no doubt having fun and enjoying the beginning of the weekend. Three hours with barely anything accomplished so far. Scratch that. He had made toast without burning it. Sometimes, you have to accept the small victories. Maybe it was gonna be one of those lazy days. Nothing wrong with that, he reasoned with himself. He had done a lot of work that week, trying to satisfy his current client base, while working his contacts to find new ones. Sitting comfortably at his desk, he had finished going through emails and began going through his Facebook account, browsing mindlessly through many of the posts he missed while sleeping. Was he the only one at his age who slept while others were out doing stuff at odd hours of the night? He didn't finish that thought, however, as he noticed someone out of the corner of his eye on the sidewalk stumble and stop. Turning his focus to the window, he then thought he heard the person say something. The person turned out to be a woman, a pretty attractive looking one at that. Was that his new neighbor? he silently questioned. She looked slightly familiar. And slightly in trouble, with groceries all over the sidewalk. Perhaps he should go and help her. Since he had no plans. He put his sandals on, and opened the front door to go greet her. She was only about thirty feet or so from his front door. He had walked half of that distance when he spoke in an unassuming voice, coupled with a soft smile. You need help with that?
Thread: Like a Good Neighbor (RVJ94 and Whispered Desire)

Emily heard the voice before she saw the person who had spoken. She directed her gaze to the sound of the voice and saw that it was attached to a younger, nice looking man shed have assumed to be in his mid twenties had she been the sort to assume anything. Emily simply wasnt the assuming type, since assumption was the mother of all fucks ups. The corners of his mouth turned upwards into a brief smile and for a moment Emily stopped to think he was rather handsome with his dark hair and eyes. She quickly pushed that thought out of her mind though since shed come transferred here to get away from anything that had to do with men. However, accepting his offer of assistance couldnt hurt especially since her hands were more than full and he was kind enough to ask. Hi there she smiled I dont want to bother you on your Saturday but if youd help me get these inside Id really appreciate it. My mornings been a bit of a wreck already this morning as you can see she laughed lightly nodding at the spilled items on the ground. She finished packing the few things in the bags the best that she could and finally stood up from where shed been kneeling, her shorts moving back to a more comfortable length as she brushed the hair that had fallen into her face away so she could look at the stranger through her large dark sunglasses. Thank you for for what Emily? For allowing you to interrupt his peaceful day inside with your bumbling? offering. My names Emily Carver. She said extending her hand in greeting My friends call me Emi. Then she gave a sort of wry smile, those luscious full lips curving at the corners slightly I mean, before I moved here my friends called me Emi or Em. I dont really have any friends here in town. She pulled her keys from her shorts pocket then and leaned back down to pick up a few of the bags. Right inside of the door is fine, Ill deal with them from there. She put the key in the lock and turned it, then tossed over her shoulder You wouldnt happen to be able to recommend a good mechanic that does service calls would you? My car just broke down a block from here.
Thread: Like a Good Neighbor (RVJ94 and Whispered Desire)

He knelt down to begin picking up some of the items that were still strewn on the sidewalk. Looks like they were nothing but frozen items from the grocery store. And some of them were starting to sweat, as he could tell just by handling them. Oh, it's no bother at all, he reassured her. Thought I heard a little commotion outside, and I saw you out here. He tried not to stare too long at her, while at the same time trying to take advantage of the chance for a closer inspection of his new neighbor. Her body seemed fit enough. Not a toothpick, but not a product of constantly visiting McDonald's, either. She was a brunette, and while he had no real preference on hair color, he tended to subconsciously gravitate towards brunettes. She looked to be in her mid to late twenties, but he wasn't the best at guessing someone's age. Better to leave that topic alone for now just to be safe, he thought. You're welcome. And I'm Joseph Ryan, he said and accepted her hand in return with his free hand, giving it a soft squeeze. Following her to her front door, he waited patiently as she fished for her keys, and then opened the door. Um, no, not personally. There's one or two shops that I normally go to if I need car repairs done, though.