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2011-11-26 04:55 pm
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2011-11-01 06:53 pm

for [livejournal.com profile] alonewillsing Surf's Up.

Crystal Beach: New Hampshire Ave

There weren't that many people in the diner.  Six am saw a few stragglers getting their coffee and  and breakfast to go on the way to work and a few dedicated surfers, meeting up with friends  who were also trying to get in the last few weekends before it got to be too much of a pain to catch a wave - until it got warmer that is.

Sitting down at the counter, he ordered a quick coffee and waited for Alex.

hardhitter_nj: (busy)
2011-10-29 08:10 am

Atlantic City Fun [livejournal.com profile] metody_green

Dropping his bags off at home, Michael headed down to the Aquarium. Sure, it was a stretch from there to the rest of their date, but the Boardwalk was something most needed to acclimatize to before being dropped  metaphorically head first. Some thought it was gaudy, loud, and as obnoxious as a Jersey Shore episode.  While Metody didn't strike him as a guy who would be turned off by such things and that he might  even enjoy the loudness that was AC, he still wanted to start off easy.  It was only a little over three miles back to the Boardwalk and they could either cab it or walk there.

Taking a pamphlet from a worker who who was handing out daily schedules for the Aquarium,  he double checked his outfit. Consisting of black jeans,  a white linen shirt open to the third button, and a comfortable and warm  grey fleece coat; it wasn't too much, he hoped.
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2011-10-25 06:50 pm

thread postponed until midterms are over

 From here

Michael looked visibly relieved when William said that. It really would be horrible to think he was just using somebody and furthering them in a life they didn't choose. Looking around in awkward silence, he thought of a million things to say that could forestall this, but the words would not  reach his lips. It was high time he lost his virginity. He wasn't going into the priesthood, he wasn't waiting to marry the right girl ...ever. Yeah, it was time.

"So...do we discuss fees now or after?" He asked, looking at a very important spot of carpet on the ground.
hardhitter_nj: (casual)
2011-10-22 05:51 am
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I will be putting up a follow up post for [livejournal.com profile] metody_green and [livejournal.com profile] alonewillsing in a few days. http://smuttysws.livejournal.com/9168609.html
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2011-10-09 04:24 pm
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2011-10-02 04:06 pm
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2011-09-20 06:21 pm
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hardhitter_nj: (silly)
2011-09-19 05:45 pm
hardhitter_nj: (holier than thou)
2011-09-08 04:10 pm
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hardhitter_nj: (Yes_I am ignoring you)
2011-09-03 06:19 pm

(no subject)

Dear God, save me from your followers.
hardhitter_nj: (beginning)
2011-08-20 04:41 pm

(no subject)

Apparently, it could not have been easier if he had tried. Sitting on his parents’ front porch, his childhood home gave him a sense of familial security as he contemplated his next moves in life. With no more obligations to the world at large, Michael should have felt at ease. He was not, despite all the right persons in his life backing up his decision to not become a priest.  You can't force a square peg into a round hole, his father said. While his mother may have been disappointed, something new lit up in her eyes.  Now you can give me grand-babies. You and I both know Maggie will won't do it, not even if I made it a dying wish, she playfully chides, confiding in him that yes, she actually knew Maggie was no saint and that it was ok too.


 With the yoke of responsibility off his shoulders, it seemed a new obligation cropped up in its place. He knew the next round of conversations would be about setting him up on blind dates, promises to go to mixers, etcetera etc. All in order to meet the right girl, settle down and add to the gene pool. In theory, he thought it was fine for his sister if that miracle ever occurred, but something about settling down with the ‘right’ girl did not sit right with him.

Women. He never had much time for them in his entire life except for Maggie and his mother, save for the odd setups in High School  and when he was still professionally boxing. He was always too busy exploring every sport he ever wanted to try, deepening his commitment to the Church, and becoming a priest. There was no comfort in their soft expressions and in their attempts at sexual overtures with him, Michael felt zero desire despite some being very pleasing to the eye. Even as he gazed out toward the street  at the Jersey girls he’d grown up around and with, watching them pass by on the way to the beach. Zip, zilch, nadda.  Some waved, some blew kisses, and others shook  their outer extremities as if they were on Wild Kingdom, but it only got them a bashful grin – the one he reserved for women who came on too strong.

No, he wasn't going to think about it anymore today. He'd go to the gym and get a good workout. That could go on for hours. At least there he would be centered. At the gymnasium, in the company of fellow boxers, the outside world would slip away like it always did and a sense of fellowship fell  over all who entered its testosterone driven domain. And tomorrow, he would surf for as long as he could.
hardhitter_nj: (pissed)
2011-08-19 05:47 pm

Praying for my mun: she's lost it man.

[Poll #1771019]

So, now that he has no sports activity or profession to hide behind, guess who gets to deal with their mostly ...ok, completely repressed sexuality? Yay ... Oh yeah, the muse is not happy with me.
hardhitter_nj: (crazy thoughts)
2011-02-23 06:15 am

(no subject)

Poverty Chastity Obedience.

First two: Easy.


hardhitter_nj: (holier than thou)
2009-03-18 02:58 pm

for [livejournal.com profile] priestly_demon

From here

"That does sound awful," Remiel said, patronizing him slightly. Most of his attention was on Michael, rather than what he was saying, watching him fight his way to the inevitable slumber. As the young man mumbled the last question, and both eyes were finally closed, the Grigori smiled. "Oh, undoubtedly. Very real indeed." His tone was soothing as if whispering a lullaby.

As Michael slept, Remiel placed a hand over his face, fingers touching around his eyes and softly intoned a spell to enter his dreams. Not yet revealing himself to the subconscious Michael, he looked around at the very same garden from earlier. There in front of them was the statue of the crucifix.


Staring at the statue in wonder, Michael, in his dream state, remembered nothing of the fearful events just waking moments before. At this moment, it was a picture of inspiration. Prayer and contemplation. Good works and faith. Whether he intended to or not, he was clutching his Rosary and praying to the holiest of mothers.

All was peaceful. All was serene. Worry and fear were replaced by a calm certainty that God was watching over them all - both  good and  evil alike.

Then he felt it. In this sanctuary designed for inspiration and faith, a feeling of impending horror descended. Michael began to toss away from Father Jez and toward the other side of the bed, but only ever so slightly.

In his dream, technically, nothing had changed.   Eventually, the gut instinct to inspect his surroundings, went away and he walked up to the statue, turning and taking a seat at the foot of the statue, looking at the bench in front.
hardhitter_nj: (lost)
2008-12-22 10:26 pm

(no subject)

*continues praying to fear no evil*
hardhitter_nj: (not real happy with you)
2008-11-19 03:16 pm

Bastardized kissing meme

Rep here and I will write a paragraph or two involving your char and mine in a kiss of some sort. It's gonna be awkward and mostly non-smutty, but sexy depending on the how I feel he would respond to said character.

If you feel the same urge to repost meme, feel free.

oh, he is so not happy with me right now. :D