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Thread: Do Not Open: Dead Inside (randomname98766789 and BellaB)

Finding the feminine hygiene section, Glenn shuffled through various boxes on the floor. Eventually, the male found a True Blue pregnancy test, matching the description of what Lori had requested on the special list. Being there was only one logical explanation for needing such an item, his face fell. Pregnancies might have been a positive experience before walkers roamed the earth. With the undead threatening humanity, was bringing a baby into the world an intelligent move? It was none of his business, but he hoped Lori could handle whatever the future held. His eyes were trained downwards, zoning out of the present, thinking about the pregnancy test. When a southern voice took him from his thoughts, Glenn suddenly threw the pregnancy test into the bag he was carrying, hoping Maggie had not seen the contents. Since Lori wanted to keep this a secret, Glenn reached down and suddenly grabbed the nearest box. It was an attempt to cover his tracks and pretend like he was not looking a pregnancy test. Great idea . Maybe, this time, he would not make a gigantic fool of himself. Oh, I'm just looking through these boxes. I think I found something useful, finally. Uh oh. Glenn's brown eyes gazed downwards at the box in his hands. Maybe he should have taken a closer look at the box before he grabbed it, but Maggie sneaked up on him. There was no time for thinking clearly. It was a box of condoms. Maggie had seen him enough to realize that he did not have a girlfriend, so the logical question was why did Glenn need a box of condoms? It alluded to the idea of him intending to use the box with Maggie. While the young man would love that, he feared that was not a reciprocal feeling from the brunette. Realizing the mistake, Glenn attempted to speak and justify himself, but he literally could not respond with a coherent sentence, stumbling over every syllable. Eventually, he awkwardly went silent and felt this blush encompass his face. Oh boy. Glenn had no idea how to get himself out of this mess.
Thread: Do Not Open: Dead Inside (randomname98766789 and BellaB)

Maggie had missed whatever box Glenn had thrown in to his bag, and figured that the box that he held up was what he had originally tried to conceal. Obviously he was nervous about being caught, so Maggie grew curious when she realized what the box was - condoms. Now, she had been around him long enough to clue in that Glenn wasn't exactly popular with the ladies. That left her wondering what purpose he had for those. Either he was incredibly confident about his chances, or they were for someone else. However, his nervousness gave Maggie the impression that he wanted them for personal use. That left the question of who he wanted to use them on up in the air. Condoms? Maggie leaned in slightly and crossed her arms as her eyebrows peaked in an incredulous expression. There was a moment's pause before she spoke again as she purposely let him sweat for a couple seconds. You got a girl that I don't know about? She added, and it was impossible to hide the small hint of jealousy that leaked in to her words. Maybe they had never said anything and she basically refused to acknowledge the fact that she was interested in Glenn, but she still felt uncomfortable at the thought of him being with anyone else. She had just started considering the idea of getting involved with him and finding out that he had a girlfriend already would be terrible.
Thread: Do Not Open: Dead Inside (randomname98766789 and BellaB)

Condoms? Arguably, Glenn was more surprised than Maggie when he learned about the box in his palm. She asked him if there was a girlfriend that she did not know about. Immediately, he denied the accusation. A girlfriend? No. I don't have a girlfriend. I just... I thought... Shit. It looked like there was no talking his way out of this one. Honestly, by process of elimination, the only female around the camp near Glenn's age was Maggie. Therefore, it alluded to the idea of him wanting to utilize these condoms with her. Fuck it, though. Glenn was already up shit creek without a paddle. Why not go all the way? Try to be smooth, Glenn. Be smooth. Win her over. I just thought it's something we could use... I mean, that I could use... someday... I just wanted to be ready in case you wanted to... I mean, if someone... Fucking great. Glenn might not have been popular with the other gender, but he NEVER made this much of a fool out of himself. Any potential interest she might have had probably dropped out of the window. Glenn, believe it or not, was quite confident and dominant in nature, but nobody would have guessed it by this interaction. Okay, maybe I'm thinking too positive now. I... didn't even mean to grab these, but I saw them and thought it might be best to be prepared in case I could win you over. It was not the whole truth, but Glenn subconsciously had considered it earlier when he saw the box of condoms before he found the pregnancy test. He assumed this was fate leading him to grab the condoms, as cheesy as it sounded. His attempt to sound confident failed, though. Glenn assumed she would reply with something snarky or perhaps even slap him for thinking he had a shot with her.
Thread: Do Not Open: Dead Inside (randomname98766789 and BellaB)

Glenn did not make this any easier for himself - each word he spoke brought himself down a path that he obviously did not wish to fall down. Maggie, however, found the young man's nervous nature rather endearing. She didn't stop him, even when there were prime opportunities to. By the time that he had finished rambling, an amused, tight-lipped smile had made its home on her mouth and she just shook her head ever so slightly. You think that you have a shot with me huh? She started speaking and her expression didn't reveal her true feelings. However, this entire time she had been laughing inside. Glenn's lack of confidence stemmed from the fact that she was yet to say anything about developing feelings for him. Her fault, yes, but she also hadn't planned on saying anything about it. Not yet at least. Not when she barely knew him and he could end up kicked off of the farm any day. It seemed like there was no other option now. In that moment she was struck with a feeling of adoration, and though he was cute when he was nervous the least she could do was make that stammering seem worth it. She stepped in towards him with a hardness in her eyes that soon faded, and that unimpressed look on her face was replaced with a gentle smile. As she reached him she grabbed the box from it and opened it. After pulling one of the condoms out of the box, she looked back at him. If you wanted to use one of these... I don't think I'd refuse.
Thread: Do Not Open: Dead Inside (randomname98766789 and BellaB)

Seriously? Wow. Maggie Greene had a perfect poker face. Until this point, Glenn was convinced Maggie was going to slap him for even thinking about her in such a way. Nope. It took a few seconds for the shock factor to wear off. One, she was smiling at him. Two, she had even removed a condom, dangling it in front of Glenn. Oh boy, better act fast! Glenn stood to his feet but almost stumbled, even doing something that simple!, grabbing the condom from her hand. I do... i would love that... if you want to. Glenn was finally gaining more confidence. It was clear that Maggie was agreeable to having sex. The worst part of the conversation had finished. It was time for Glenn to take control. Again, it might not appear that way, but Glenn was dominant. He had these kinky, dominant fantasies. It would unlikely show now, but some tendencies might. Locking eyes with the green-eyed beauty, Glenn placed both hands gently on the side of her hips. Deciding to take control over the situation, Glenn flashed her a sweet smile. Gently lowering the brunette down onto her back until she was on the floor of the pharmacy, Glenn straddled her waist. The young man hoped this was not a one-time ordeal. If things went his way, Glenn and Maggie would start something special today. It really depended on what she wanted, though. The last thing he wanted was to ruin the moment by asking if Maggie wanted a relationship with him. Usually, he would not even think of being with another woman unless it was a serious, long-term affair. Maggie was different. Even if he could only have her once, that was good enough. Feelings and relationships were something they could talk about later. You are beautiful. Glenn commented, clearly in awe of her beauty, one hand gently reaching underneath her shirt, testing out the waters.
Thread: Do Not Open: Dead Inside (randomname98766789 and BellaB)

Even when he was trying to seem confident, he stumbled over his words. Maggie found that quite endearing, even if Glenn happened to think that he seemed awkward or terrible with women. He didn't have to be perfect and frankly Maggie wouldn't have liked him if he was anything other than the kind of geeky, unassuming man that he was. However, she would be quite pleased later on when she got a taste of his controlling side. Though she didn't consider herself submissive by definition, she did enjoy handing the reins over during sex some or a lot of the time. That didn't mean that she was a pushover or content to just do whatever she was told, though. She liked to fight back a little and enjoyed making whoever she was with which so far was a whole two people, not including what was about to happen earn her submission. Basically, she was pretty feisty but tameable. Maggie grinned as the slim, lean-bodied man grabbed the condom from her hand and moved in towards her. He urged her to the groun and straddled over her, and she looked up at him with an affectionate smile. Feelings were something that they were yet to talk about, and in that moment the way she cared for him came out for the first time in the soft expression. However, Glenn was right in assuming that this wasn't the most opportune moment to ask for a relationship. They would be able to talk about feelings later on, but in the spur of the moment she just wanted to have sex with him. As his hand slid under her shirt, Maggie arched her back to push the smooth skin of her abdomen up against him - she hoped it would urge him on. At the same time one of her hands rested on his thigh, precariously high up and close to his crotch. You're quite the looker yourself, she remarked in turn. Just as she always spoke, her soft drawl came out in her tone and once again Maggie smiled towards the man on top of her. Her stomach felt like it knotted inside of her from the nervous desire, and the need in Maggie's eyes urged Glenn to move his hand higher towards her breasts.
Thread: Do Not Open: Dead Inside (randomname98766789 and BellaB)

Fuck it. Glenn was already here. Maggie was consenting to it. Holding back did no longer sound like a valid option. The young man decided he was pushing all chips to the middle of the table. Glenn simply wanted to find something worth living for. Even before the outbreak started, he was simply living to be alive. He was not in any major relationship, he did not have anyone special in his life. Maybe Maggie could be the one. Even if not, this one moment in time was worth living for, most definitely. Taking a deep breath, Glenn gathered his courage and decided to take control. He could do this. Boldly, his hands moved further until they reached Maggies breasts. His hands cupped the mounds of flesh, giving them a firm squeeze. They were bigger than he thought, but that was obviously a good thing. So, he decided to give her a compliment. Your tits are so perfect. I cant wait to have my mouth all over them. Winking at her, Glenn decided to lean down and place his mouth somewhere else for the time being. He touched their lips together, holding it for a few seconds before snaking his tongue into Maggies mouth. However, it was not just a plain kiss, not by a longshot. Instead, the male decided to take complete control of the kiss as well. He started with pinning her tongue down underneath his own. It trapped her tongue within her mouth, allowing Glenn to assume all the power in the kiss. While doing this, the Korean male started to grope her breasts harder, roughly squeezing and releasing them at a constant rate. Soon enough, Glenn pulled back from the kiss with labored breathing and swollen lips. They must have been kissing for two full minutes, at minimum. Glenn thought that was one hell of a first kiss to share with someone. Glenn always worried he did not kiss well, but no woman had ever complained about it, so he hoped Maggie would be receptive to it as well. Once he pulled back, the man reached down to grab the hem of her shirt, slowly pulling it up and off her torso, tossing it aside when he could. It gave him much easier access to the woman, which he would happily take, quickly returning his hands onto her breasts now that he had more direct access.
Thread: (-(-_(-_-)_-)-) General M/F Requests (-(-_(-_-)_-)-)

Still looking so I thought I'd give the thread a bump with a good song Last edited May 31, 2018
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Another bump for my new ideas and another song I'm a fan of Last edited May 31, 2018
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Bump because I'm hoping to find some people for some sci fi or post apoc ideas. Last edited May 31, 2018
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Bump for the zombie story! Last edited May 31, 2018
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Bumping for a few new ideas. This song is dedicated to my shock rocker ideas. Last edited May 31, 2018
Thread: Coming up from the Slums (morag x Yummy)

Creating thread for Morag to start things out
Thread: Coming up from the Slums (morag x Yummy)

It was a world of wonders and place for living of different races. But this world was not alien to a violence, wars, oppression, racism. Powerful were taking what they wanted and weak could only to adapt. And humans were pretty powerful. They had advanced technology and tactics, as well as no moral obligations towards other races. They annexed large portion elvish lands, as they preferred more peaceful existence together with nature, learning its secrets. But knowing how to brew potions or how to cure an animal didn't help much in their conflict with humans. To control newly conquered territory giant city-fortress was built. Humans lived in the upper district, in good conditions and were respected by the government and guards. And elves lived in slums, they were treated as second-class citizens, humans could own them if they want and treat almost in any way they wanted. Instead, it was forbidden for humans to show them respect in compare to the equal citizen. Vanrad lived in this city, he had a decent house, but his business was slowly dying, as he was responsible for selling equipment for war, and conflict stopped for a while. He was thinking about other ways to stay afloat and the idea came in his mind - trying to smuggle potions from the slums, they were very expensive and were either forbidden or were heavily taxed. He was 25 years old, with brown short hairs and blue eyes of 180cm height. He put on a cloak to hide is identity and ventured to slums for his first time. He got the information from one of the owned elves in the upper city where to find the nearest alchemist and went there. He thought he would find some kind of presentable-looking shop, but it was just a dirty shack. Looking the same as everything else in this district. Shabby shacks made with mud and rotten planks. He entered this shop and seen ash-haired girl doing something with flasks on the other side of the room. He came went to the counter and greeted her, while looking on fascinating flasks and potions arranged around this dirty room.
Thread: Coming up from the Slums (morag x Yummy)

NSFW image warning Celica had only ever heard stories of what things had been like in the olden times, before the humans had suddenly become a technologically advanced race, harnessing first the power of steam and then electricity. Before any of the other races realised it humans were practically unstoppable, their technology and numbers giving them a sense of superiority and nobody could really stand against them to prove otherwise. Of course even before those times things wouldn't have been great for Celica, thanks to her being a Dark Elf she was considered inferior by the other elves even before then, so now she was seen as inferior even by the inferior, really the lowest of the low. It was only her skill in potion making that allowed her to eek out some kind of existence. Now she lived in the lowest levels of the city slums, far from sunlight, where the electrical lights flickered at best and where the rule of law was little more than a fairy tail, but her reputation as the best potion maker in the district at least meant she was generally left alone, after all nobody wanted to cause trouble for the only person capable of making healing potions that were in high demand by the criminal underworld. As she was working Celica heard someone entering the barely standing shack, looking up as she saw the cloaked figure coming across, passing the various bottles full of liquids of virtually every colour imaginable, as well as some colours that human eyes wouldn't even be able to pick up. Whilst he was wearing a cloak it was obvious he wasn't an Elf or a Dragon at least, the ears or horns were always noticeable even through the hood...still, she didn't much care what he was. Business was business and she was hardly in a position to turn it away. Hello, are you looking for something in particular? Celica stood by her tiny counter, one of the few spaces left unoccupied in the little cabin. She was wearing little more than dirty rags, and even calling them rags was being generous really. Money was far too scarce to be spending on luxuries like decent clothes, not when there was food and water to pay for. I have a large variety of potions available, and if I don't have what you're looking for I'm sure I can make it, no matter what you're looking for Celica was no stranger to making potions that would be considered illegal even by the lawless standards of the slums, they were her biggest sellers after healing potions truth be told, so it was unlikely any potion request would phase her.
Thread: Coming up from the Slums (morag x Yummy)

She looked at her, she was skinny, probably because of starvation, her eyes looked like as she didn't sleep for few days. Her clothes looked as bad as her shack. He took the hood down, as there was no one else to see him, he took a potion when he thought about what he would say, toying with it in his hands. He looked at her face, carrying years of miserable existence here as a mask. I am not looking for potions. Rather for a person that can create it. They are pretty expensive in these days, especially in upper district. And I can't believe that someone could live in these conditions. Especially such a skilled and good looking woman like you. He tried to show his best manners in case if she would be scared to see a human there. Humans were never a good sign in the slums, most of the time it was guards trying to raid criminals. He put the vial back on a shelf, waiting for her answer.
Thread: Coming up from the Slums (morag x Yummy)

Celica was mildly shocked when he removed his hood and revealed himself as a human. Sure he wasn't her first human customer, but he didn't look like the usual kind. Normally the human customers she saw were clearly criminals of some kind, but this guy....this guy looked well kept, well groomed, completely out of place in the slums. No wonder he was wearing the cloak, it was the only way he could've gotten through the slums without being mugged at best, murdered brutally at worst. Hm? So you're looking for a supplier? Celica raised an eyebrow. On the one hand having a more regular customer was probably a good way to secure income, on the other hand it often invited trouble from any potential rivals. She looked up at him when he complimented her on her looks, well that was unusual. Normally customers were just wanting to be straight in and straight out. The closest she got to compliments on her appearance were guys just outright staring at her letchfully while making their purchase, though they all knew better than to try anything. Half of the contents of these bottles would have potentially horrible effects if cracked over someone's head. So just what exactly is it that you had in mind? She was going to at least listen to his proposal if nothing else, maybe he'd be offering enough money to make the potential trouble worth her while.
Thread: Coming up from the Slums (morag x Yummy)

She looked very skeptically, seeing such a guest out there, proposing big deals. He understood it and realized he needed to reassure her. I think just the fact that I got there, risking my life, proving that I have serious plans. I need to build a new fundament for the business and I hope I will achieve it with you. You see - Potions are quite popular among humans but no one really knows how to craft them. This knowledge belongs to your people and that's probably something that my race won't ever manage to steal from yours. He thought how better to explain it, knocked with his fingers few times on a wooden counter and continued his talking. You see - getting staff from there to other district is very inconvenient. I probably wouldn't be able to bring 80 of your potions and other 20 are almost giving now profit with its taxes. So I propose you something you may be like. Or utterly despise. I offer you a chance to leave this shithole and move to my home, I will I will allocate a room dedicated for you and for alchemy. And as a result, we will be able to get money without worrying about smuggling process. But that's up to you. It's a shame what my people are doing with your kind. But I promise to treat you normally. At least when no one around.
Thread: Coming up from the Slums (morag x Yummy)

Ok, so maybe he did risk a lot coming here, and it certainly did show he was serious about whatever he was planning. No sane human would come down here if they didn't have to, certainly not to just make some plain old business proposition that was for sure. He was right about one thing, moving potions from the slums to the human upper city would be incredibly difficult even in small quantities. Any large quantity would likely end up getting confiscated, the only way to avoid that would be bribes to so many people that there'd be no money left for profit. He was also right that humans would never learn the elven secrets of potion making....even if an elf attempted to teach a human it would be pointless, there was more than simply mixing up ingredients, there was something special about the Elven species themselves that allowed them to brew their potions. Hm? A proposal...? Celica blinked, her eyes going wide as he mentioned leaving the slums and going to his home. Now wait just a second. I know exactly what happens to non-humans up there. You treat us like nothing more than pets and property. Hell, regular elves have it bad enough up there. I don't even want to think what you treat Dark Elves like She folded her arms beneath her impressive chest. You're going to have to offer me a little more than just 'treating me normally' when nobody is around. That's not enough to make me put up with being treated as your pet whenever we're alone. Your sympathy is one thing, but you don't know what it's like to feel like you're someone's property, what it's like to be nothing more than a pet for someone, what it's like to be inferior and someone else superior. You're already at the top of the chain after all