#hard candy 4x4

[adventurous-bd]

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[theehorsepusssy]

The one time I was scheduled to work one of those black Friday things when I worked for target, nobody showed up. So I went home. Kind of the only target experience I missed out on. I did get to experience target moments like:

Maga mask meltdowns

Toilet paper hoarder frenzy

Drunk ladies on the mobility scooters

Fat lady getting mobility scooter stuck perpendicular ala Austin powers in the potato chip aisle

fat lady rolling over a case stack of Mikes Hard Lemonade in her customized 4x4 sized mobility scooter

white trash constantly dropping gallons of milk cuz fentanyl makes it too heavy

chasing teenagers making TickTocks out of the store

poop in the dressing room

dirty diaper in the BBQ grill in summer seasonal set

old man trailing poop down his pant leg onto the floor from the pharmacy to the Werther's hard candy section

adults and children fighting each other over pokeyman cards

concussion

broken nose

possible broken leg (it turned out not)

red alert /active shooter lockdown (cancelled- shooter was some crazy boomer in an old folks facility 5 miles away)

building barricade of water pallets at entrance because cops murdered a black kid selling xans down the street and regional mgmt we're worried antifa was gonna drive over from Portland and attack this random target (lol)

chasing teenagers stealing video games during solar eclipse cuz entire staff stopped working, went outside and stared at the sun

stocking Round Up pesticide bottles on the shelf beside apple juice because that's just how the two different department happened to join.

Microwave pizza rolls in break room

coworker who would carry a tiny notebook and make note of other coworkers. Pretty sure it was a hit list. I'm pretty sure I was on that list. Gone after a stalking incident. But we all on alert if we ever saw him again so we could run and hide

school shooter-y type coworker brought his Glock to help deter shoplifting

[sodomyaspraxis]

My pride playlist for this year is ready!!

PRIDE 2023: FCKNG+RVLTNG

what have you done to advance sodomy today? together we can consign heterosexuality to the dustbin of history 💖

TRACK LIST:

This Country Makes It Hard To Fuck (Björk Remix) - Fever Ray

Sick Bitch - LSDXOXO

I’m Gonna Be a Slut - Pansy Division

trans girl cringe - gemini

Hot Box - Minivan

Bimbo Doll - Tila Tsoli, BJ Lips

WET - COBRAH

SRS - Chase Icon

Taste My Body - James Indigo, TAAHLIAH

Spit - Show Me the Body, Princess Nokia

Fix My Dick - Christeene

Mistress Violet - Violet Chachki, Allie X, Lecomte De Brégeot

My Sex - Brooke Candy, Pussy Riot, MNDR, Mykki Blanco

FMH (‘4x4’ Mix) - TAAHLIAH

Rubberhand - PUTOCHINOMARICÓN, Chenta Tsai, Tami T

Bloom - Troye Sivan

Jason - Perfume Genius

Truth or Dare - Kelela

Ponyboy - SOPHIE

Back of the Truck - Mimi Zima

Make Out Club - That Kid

Right - MGNA Crrrta

Valentino Leather Skirt - bottoms

LICK IT N SPLIT - Zebra Katz, Shygirl

Horsey - Alex Chapman, Kim Petras

Bangin - No Bra

Swallowin’ Kids - Only Fire

Disgusting - Lil Mariko, Zheani

Daddy (Harder Mix) - Boy Pussy

[calmgotmelike]

Hey guys! So this is something I wrote awhile ago and idk if y’all will like it but wanted to post it 😊 let me know what you think and/or if I should write more. If you have any questions about horse stuff feel free to message me! The cover page has all the horses on it! I’ll reboot with the order of which horse is which.

5sos x horses; Luke Hemmings x Nicole

Chapter​ ​1

The​ ​trailer​ ​door​ ​swung​ ​open​ ​and​ ​a​ ​beautiful​ ​chestnut​ ​warmblood​ ​backed​ ​out​ ​with​ ​his​ ​head​ ​held​ ​high​ ​and​ ​his​ ​tail brushing​ ​against​ ​his​ ​legs,as​ ​he​ ​swishes​ ​it​ ​back​ ​and​ ​forth.​ ​His​ ​name​ ​was​ ​etched​ ​on​ ​the​ ​silver​ ​plate​ ​attached​ ​to​ ​the cheek​ ​piece​ ​of​ ​his​ ​orange​ ​halter.​ ​The​ ​scripture​ ​was​ ​neat​ ​and​ ​straight,​ ​etched​ ​in​ ​all​ ​capital​ ​letters​ ​"CRASH"​ ​centered in​ ​the​ ​middle​ ​of​ ​the​ ​plate.​ ​Crash​ ​was​ ​a​ ​heck​ ​of​ ​a​ ​horse,​ ​strong​ ​and​ ​trained​ ​to​ ​the​ ​t.​ ​He​ ​excelled​ ​in​ ​everything​ ​he​ ​did. He​ ​won​ ​almost​ ​all​ ​the​ ​Jumper​ ​shows​ ​he​ ​entered​ ​and​ ​excelled​ ​in​ ​dressage.​ ​Crash​ ​was​ ​sent​ ​to​ ​my​ ​farm​ ​as​ ​a retirement​ ​home,​ ​even​ ​though​ ​he's​ ​only​ ​about​ ​6.​ ​His​ ​owner​ ​decided​ ​that​ ​he​ ​should​ ​retire​ ​from​ ​the​ ​show​ ​life​ ​and​ ​just be​ ​a​ ​normal​ ​horse​ ​so​ ​I​ ​bought​ ​him​ ​to​ ​teach​ ​people​ ​how​ ​to​ ​jump​ ​and​ ​use​ ​him​ ​as​ ​a​ ​beginner​ ​level​ ​show​ ​horse.​ ​I​ ​took Crash​ ​from​ ​the​ ​trailer​ ​hand​ ​and​ ​led​ ​him​ ​into​ ​the​ ​barn.

The​ ​barn​ ​had​ ​about​ ​12​ ​stalls​ ​with​ ​an​ ​attached​ ​indoor​ ​riding​ ​arena​ ​at​ ​the​ ​end.​ ​There​ ​were​ ​6​ ​sets​ ​of​ ​cross​ ​ties in​ ​the​ ​isle​ ​between​ ​the​ ​stalls.​ ​There​ ​was​ ​a​ ​room​ ​5​ ​stalls​ ​deep​ ​on​ ​the​ ​left​ ​that​ ​was​ ​filled​ ​with saddles,halters,leads,bridles,​ ​and​ ​everything​ ​the​ ​horses​ ​needed​ ​along​ ​with​ ​their​ ​food.All​ ​the​ ​stalls​ ​led​ ​out​ ​to​ ​long stretched​ ​out​ ​paddocks,​ ​leaving​ ​the​ ​horses​ ​plenty​ ​of​ ​room​ ​to​ ​run​ ​and​ ​graze.​ ​All​ ​the​ ​horses​ ​were​ ​outside​ ​in​ ​their pastures​ ​when​ ​we​ ​entered​ ​the​ ​barn​ ​and​ ​​ ​I​ ​brought​ ​Crash​ ​into​ ​the​ ​4the​ ​stall​ ​on​ ​the​ ​left.​ ​I​ ​released​ ​the​ ​lead​ ​from​ ​the place​ ​it​ ​was​ ​clipped​ ​on​ ​his​ ​halter,​ ​letting​ ​him​ ​loose​ ​in​ ​his​ ​stall.​ ​He​ ​instantly​ ​gulped​ ​up​ ​some​ ​water​ ​and​ ​moved​ ​to​ ​his hay​ ​with​ ​a​ ​wag​ ​of​ ​his​ ​tail.​ ​After​ ​waving​ ​off​ ​the​ ​trailer​ ​hand,​ ​i​ ​climbed​ ​up​ ​into​ ​the​ ​hay​ ​loft​ ​and​ ​pushed​ ​down​ ​8​ ​bales​ ​of hay,​ ​landing​ ​them​ ​right​ ​outside​ ​the​ ​front​ ​door​ ​of​ ​the​ ​barn.

"Oy,Nicole!​ ​You​ ​almost​ ​crushed​ ​us​ ​there​ ​sweetheart."​ ​a​ ​thick​ ​Australian​ ​accent​ ​called​ ​from​ ​below.​ ​I​ ​smiled as​ ​i​ ​climbed​ ​down​ ​the​ ​ladder​ ​faced​ ​with​ ​4​ ​boys​ ​covered​ ​in​ ​hay.​ ​"Sorry​ ​guys!"​ ​I​ ​giggle​ ​as​ ​i​ ​grab​ ​each​ ​hay​ ​bail​ ​and quickly​ ​stack​ ​them​ ​in​ ​a​ ​4X4​ ​pile.​ ​"Haven't​ ​brought​ ​the​ ​horses​ ​in​ ​yet?"​ ​A​ ​voice​ ​asked​ ​form​ ​behind​ ​me.​ ​I​ ​turn​ ​around​ ​to face​ ​him.​ ​He​ ​is​ ​tall,​ ​about​ ​6'3",​ ​with​ ​bright​ ​blue​ ​eyes​ ​and​ ​blonde​ ​hair​ ​that​ ​was​ ​styled​ ​up​ ​into​ ​a​ ​quiff.​ ​"The​ ​new​ ​horse came​ ​just​ ​a​ ​few​ ​minutes​ ​ago,Lucas.I​ ​haven't​ ​had​ ​time."​ ​I​ ​smiled​ ​at​ ​him​ ​as​ ​i​ ​walked​ ​up​ ​to​ ​him​ ​and​ ​quickly​ ​kissed​ ​him on​ ​the​ ​lips.​ ​If​ ​you​ ​couldn't​ ​tell​ ​the​ ​blonde,tall​ ​boy​ ​is​ ​my​ ​boyfriend​ ​Luke.​ ​With​ ​him​ ​he​ ​brought​ ​his​ ​friends Ashton,Calum,and​ ​Michael.​ ​Ashton​ ​is​ ​tall​ ​but​ ​the​ ​shortest​ ​of​ ​the​ ​boys.​ ​he​ ​has​ ​curly​ ​brown​ ​hair​ ​with​ ​emerald​ ​green eyes​ ​and​ ​is​ ​always​ ​smiling.​ ​He​ ​wore​ ​a​ ​ripped​ ​up​ ​muscle​ ​tee​ ​and​ ​black​ ​skinny​ ​jean​ ​identical​ ​to​ ​the​ ​rest​ ​of​ ​the​ ​boys. Calum​ ​has​ ​black​ ​hair​ ​with​ ​a​ ​blond​ ​streak​ ​in​ ​his​ ​bangs​ ​that​ ​is​ ​swept​ ​off​ ​to​ ​the​ ​side​ ​just​ ​over​ ​his​ ​chocolate​ ​brown​ ​. Michael​ ​has​ ​a​ ​different​ ​hair​ ​color​ ​every​ ​time​ ​i​ ​see​ ​him,​ ​but​ ​today​ ​it​ ​was​ ​red​ ​and​ ​styled​ ​in​ ​a​ ​messy​ ​wind​ ​swept​ ​look hiding​ ​​ ​a​ ​little​ ​bit​ ​of​ ​his​ ​jade​ ​eyes​ ​from​ ​view.

"Do​ ​you​ ​guys​ ​wanna​ ​help​ ​me​ ​get​ ​them​ ​in?"​ ​i​ ​asked​ ​as​ ​i​ ​ran​ ​down​ ​to​ ​the​ ​end​ ​of​ ​the​ ​barn​ ​entering​ ​the​ ​stalls and​ ​clipping​ ​the​ ​doors​ ​to​ ​the​ ​paddocks​ ​open​ ​and​ ​sliding​ ​the​ ​stall​ ​doors​ ​closed​ ​behind​ ​me.​ ​Ashton​ ​and​ ​Calum​ ​did​ ​the same​ ​as​ ​I​ ​saw​ ​Luke​ ​and​ ​Michael​ ​struggling​ ​to​ ​open​ ​a​ ​hay​ ​bail.​ ​"Um,Nicole​ ​do​ ​you​ ​have​ ​like​ ​a​ ​knife​ ​or​ ​something?" Michael​ ​yells​ ​to​ ​me​ ​as​ ​i​ ​meet​ ​Calum​ ​and​ ​Ashton​ ​by​ ​the​ ​tack​ ​room,​ ​all​ ​the​ ​stalls​ ​ready​ ​for​ ​the​ ​horses.​ ​"You​ ​don't​ ​need one,Mike."​ ​i​ ​say​ ​as​ ​i​ ​walk​ ​over​ ​to​ ​them​ ​and​ ​take​ ​the​ ​baling​ ​twine​ ​and​ ​popping​ ​it​ ​off​ ​the​ ​hay.​ ​"Your​ ​girlfriends​ ​got​ ​some muscle,​ ​Luke"​ ​Michael​ ​nudges​ ​Luke​ ​in​ ​the​ ​arm​ ​as​ ​he​ ​watches​ ​me​ ​break​ ​open​ ​4​ ​more​ ​bales​ ​of​ ​hay.​ ​"It's​ ​because​ ​I've been​ ​opening​ ​hay​ ​bales​ ​for​ ​you​ ​for​ ​like​ ​3​ ​years."​ ​i​ ​turn​ ​around​ ​and​ ​look​ ​at​ ​Michael​ ​who​ ​is​ ​shocked​ ​for​ ​being​ ​called​ ​out on​ ​not​ ​be​ ​able​ ​to​ ​do​ ​it.​ ​The​ ​rest​ ​of​ ​the​ ​boys​ ​start​ ​laughing​ ​at​ ​Michaels​ ​lack​ ​of​ ​words​ ​and​ ​soon​ ​he​ ​joins​ ​in​ ​realizing​ ​i

was​ ​joking.Partially.​ ​The​ ​4​ ​boys​ ​helped​ ​me​ ​get​ ​hay​ ​in​ ​all​ ​the​ ​stall,​ ​Luke​ ​tossing​ ​a​ ​broken​ ​up​ ​bale​ ​over​ ​his​ ​shoulder and​ ​walking​ ​to​ ​the​ ​end​ ​of​ ​the​ ​barn,​ ​throwing​ ​2​ ​flakes​ ​in​ ​each​ ​stall​ ​until​ ​he​ ​ran​ ​out.

As​ ​soon​ ​as​ ​the​ ​hay​ ​was​ ​in​ ​all​ ​the​ ​stalls,​ ​Calum​ ​turns​ ​to​ ​me​ ​and​ ​asks​ ​"can​ ​i​ ​do​ ​it​ ​this​ ​time?"​ ​I​ ​laugh​ ​as​ ​I​ ​nod my​ ​head​ ​and​ ​grab​ ​onto​ ​Luke's​ ​arm​ ​as​ ​he​ ​comes​ ​up​ ​next​ ​to​ ​me.​ ​Calum​ ​put​ ​his​ ​fingers​ ​in​ ​his​ ​mouth​ ​and​ ​whistled​ ​loud and​ ​long​ ​and​ ​there​ ​was​ ​a​ ​moment​ ​of​ ​silence​ ​throughout​ ​the​ ​barn​ ​then​ ​there​ ​was​ ​the​ ​sound​ ​of​ ​thundering​ ​hooves.​ ​All the​ ​horses​ ​came​ ​running​ ​in​ ​as​ ​we​ ​stood​ ​at​ ​the​ ​beginning​ ​of​ ​the​ ​barn​ ​and​ ​watched​ ​as​ ​the​ ​horses​ ​started​ ​to​ ​nibble​ ​on their​ ​hay.​ ​In​ ​the​ ​stall​ ​to​ ​our​ ​left​ ​was​ ​Cam,​ ​a​ ​big​ ​chestnut​ ​suffolk​ ​punch.​ ​His​ ​coat​ ​glistened​ ​from​ ​the​ ​sunlight​ ​peeking​ ​in through​ ​the​ ​door​ ​behind​ ​him,​ ​making​ ​him​ ​look​ ​as​ ​if​ ​he​ ​was​ ​sparkling.​ ​On​ ​the​ ​Right​ ​side​ ​was​ ​Joe,​ ​a​ ​big​ ​black percheron​ ​with​ ​a​ ​huge​ ​head​ ​and​ ​body.​ ​His​ ​mane​ ​was​ ​perfectly​ ​straight​ ​and​ ​flopped​ ​to​ ​one​ ​side​ ​as​ ​he​ ​ate​ ​his​ ​hay. Beside​ ​Cam​ ​was​ ​my​ ​favorite​ ​horse,​ ​Baelfire.​ ​He​ ​is​ ​a​ ​beautiful​ ​bay​ ​Arabian​ ​with​ ​a​ ​beautiful​ ​white​ ​blaze​ ​going​ ​down​ ​his forehead​ ​and​ ​ending​ ​at​ ​the​ ​end​ ​of​ ​his​ ​nose.

Across​ ​from​ ​Baelfire​ ​was​ ​Jade.​ ​I​ ​have​ ​had​ ​Jade​ ​since​ ​she​ ​was​ ​a​ ​foal.I​ ​rescued​ ​her​ ​form​ ​an​ ​animal​ ​shelter after​ ​her​ ​mother​ ​passed​ ​away​ ​and​ ​needed​ ​constant​ ​care.​ ​​ ​There​ ​was​ ​about​ ​a​ ​month​ ​where​ ​i​ ​was​ ​sleeping​ ​in​ ​the​ ​barn with​ ​her​ ​,feeding​ ​her​ ​bottles​ ​every​ ​3​ ​hours.​ ​Now​ ​she​ ​was​ ​one​ ​of​ ​the​ ​best​ ​horses​ ​I've​ ​ever​ ​trained.​ ​Even​ ​though​ ​she​ ​is about​ ​7​ ​years​ ​old,​ ​she​ ​is​ ​trained​ ​to​ ​understand​ ​my​ ​vocal​ ​commands​ ​and​ ​i​ ​use​ ​her​ ​all​ ​the​ ​time​ ​to​ ​teach​ ​the​ ​barn​ ​kids how​ ​to​ ​ride.​ ​She​ ​is​ ​a​ ​beautiful​ ​white​ ​Warmblood​ ​mare​ ​and​ ​is​ ​one​ ​of​ ​the​ ​most​ ​beautiful​ ​horses​ ​I've​ ​ever​ ​seen.​ ​Next​ ​to Baelfire​ ​was​ ​Luke's​ ​horse,​ ​Coal.​ ​We​ ​had​ ​gotten​ ​him​ ​about​ ​a​ ​year​ ​and​ ​a​ ​half​ ​ago​ ​as​ ​a​ ​5​ ​year​ ​old​ ​and​ ​Luke​ ​instantly fell​ ​in​ ​love​ ​with​ ​him.​ ​Horses​ ​then​ ​turned​ ​into​ ​a​ ​passion​ ​for​ ​both​ ​of​ ​us.​ ​Luke​ ​worked​ ​hard​ ​with​ ​Coal​ ​to​ ​make​ ​him​ ​the excellent​ ​horse​ ​that​ ​he​ ​is​ ​today.​ ​Coal​ ​is​ ​absolutely​ ​spoiled​ ​too.​ ​Luke​ ​always​ ​sneaks​ ​down​ ​and​ ​gives​ ​him​ ​twizzlers​ ​and candy,​ ​which​ ​Coal​ ​loves​ ​and​ ​can​ ​now​ ​smell​ ​on​ ​anyone,​ ​even​ ​in​ ​your​ ​breath.​ ​Across​ ​from​ ​Coal​ ​​ ​​ ​is​ ​a​ ​horse​ ​named Klaus​ ​who​ ​is​ ​the​ ​biggest​ ​horse​ ​in​ ​the​ ​barn.​ ​He​ ​is​ ​a​ ​beautiful​ ​black​ ​and​ ​white​ ​shire​ ​with​ ​with​ ​fluffy​ ​white​ ​feathering​ ​on his​ ​jet​ ​black​ ​legs.​ ​​ ​He​ ​has​ ​a​ ​straight​ ​blaze​ ​running​ ​down​ ​the​ ​length​ ​of​ ​his​ ​face​ ​and​ ​ending​ ​right​ ​above​ ​his​ ​nose. Despite​ ​his​ ​big​ ​body,​ ​he's​ ​the​ ​sweetest​ ​horse​ ​and​ ​everyone​ ​who​ ​meets​ ​him​ ​instantly​ ​falls​ ​in​ ​love​ ​with​ ​him.​ ​Next​ ​to Klaus​ ​is​ ​Crash​ ​the​ ​warmblood​ ​that​ ​I​ ​received​ ​this​ ​morning.​ ​He​ ​was​ ​settling​ ​in​ ​nicely​ ​as​ ​he​ ​munched​ ​on​ ​his​ ​hay looking​ ​up​ ​and​ ​down​ ​the​ ​aisle​ ​at​ ​the​ ​horses​ ​around​ ​him.​ ​Across​ ​from​ ​Crash​ ​is​ ​Beck.​ ​Beck​ ​is​ ​a​ ​solid​ ​colored​ ​golden paint​ ​with​ ​a​ ​flaxen​ ​mane.Beck​ ​is​ ​sort​ ​of​ ​the​ ​barn​ ​stud.​ ​He​ ​always​ ​has​ ​the​ ​2​ ​barn​ ​mares​ ​around​ ​him​ ​and​ ​he​ ​is​ ​always very​ ​possessive​ ​over​ ​them.​ ​The​ ​other​ ​horses​ ​let​ ​him​ ​think​ ​he's​ ​the​ ​boss​ ​but​ ​when​ ​he​ ​steps​ ​out​ ​of​ ​line​ ​the​ ​horses​ ​put him​ ​right​ ​back​ ​in​ ​his​ ​place.

Next​ ​to​ ​Beck​ ​is​ ​an​ ​empty​ ​stall​ ​at​ ​the​ ​moment.​ ​Across​ ​from​ ​the​ ​empty​ ​stall​ ​is​ ​the​ ​tack​ ​room​ ​filled​ ​with​ ​saddles and​ ​bridles,along​ ​with​ ​brushes,first​ ​aid​ ​supplies,​ ​and​ ​a​ ​bunch​ ​of​ ​other​ ​horse​ ​necessities.​ ​Next​ ​to​ ​the​ ​tack​ ​room​ ​is​ ​a chestnut​ ​warmblood​ ​gelding​ ​named​ ​King.​ ​He​ ​is​ ​the​ ​old​ ​guy​ ​on​ ​the​ ​farm​ ​at​ ​the​ ​age​ ​of​ ​24,which​ ​is​ ​just​ ​a​ ​number​ ​to him.​ ​King​ ​loves​ ​to​ ​run​ ​and​ ​he​ ​loves​ ​to​ ​act​ ​like​ ​a​ ​2​ ​year​ ​old​ ​and​ ​run​ ​around​ ​the​ ​paddocks​ ​with​ ​the​ ​young​ ​guns​ ​of​ ​the barn.​ ​We​ ​never​ ​count​ ​King​ ​out​ ​because​ ​of​ ​his​ ​age.​ ​His​ ​age​ ​just​ ​makes​ ​him​ ​more​ ​experienced.​ ​Across​ ​from​ ​King​ ​is the​ ​other​ ​barn​ ​mare​ ​Aussie​ ​who​ ​is​ ​an​ ​Australian​ ​Stock​ ​horse.​ ​She​ ​is​ ​a​ ​beautiful​ ​dark​ ​bay​ ​with​ ​light​ ​points​ ​and​ ​legs. Aussie​ ​is​ ​a​ ​great​ ​trail​ ​horse​ ​and​ ​has​ ​received​ ​many​ ​ribbons​ ​in​ ​reining​ ​and​ ​barrel​ ​racing.​ ​I​ ​still​ ​take​ ​her​ ​to​ ​shows​ ​every once​ ​in​ ​a​ ​while​ ​but​ ​here​ ​new​ ​favorite​ ​thing​ ​to​ ​do​ ​is​ ​to​ ​go​ ​swimming​ ​in​ ​the​ ​lake​ ​down​ ​one​ ​of​ ​the​ ​trails.​ ​Next​ ​to​ ​Aussie is​ ​one​ ​of​ ​my​ ​favorite​ ​horses,​ ​Dino.​ ​Dino​ ​is​ ​an​ ​18​ ​hand​ ​giant​ ​Warmblood​ ​and​ ​is​ ​ever​ ​pound​ ​of​ ​2,000lbs.​ ​Dino​ ​is​ ​a​ ​dark bay​ ​with​ ​light​ ​dapples​ ​on​ ​his​ ​rear​ ​and​ ​white​ ​socks​ ​on​ ​his​ ​two​ ​front​ ​legs.​ ​Across​ ​from​ ​Dino​ ​is​ ​a​ ​small​ ​Paint​ ​named Mason​ ​who​ ​is​ ​very​ ​vibrant​ ​red​ ​paint​ ​with​ ​one​ ​brown​ ​eye​ ​and​ ​one​ ​blue​ ​eye.​ ​Mason​ ​is​ ​The​ ​youngest​ ​horse​ ​that​ ​i​ ​have at​ ​just​ ​about​ ​3​ ​years​ ​old.​ ​He​ ​is​ ​ridable,​ ​but​ ​is​ ​very​ ​green​ ​and​ ​needs​ ​a​ ​lot​ ​of​ ​help.​ ​Every​ ​one​ ​of​ ​these​ ​horses​ ​holds​ ​a special​ ​place​ ​in​ ​my​ ​heart​ ​and​ ​they​ ​are​ ​all​ ​family​ ​to​ ​Luke​ ​and​ ​I.

"So​ ​you​ ​guys​ ​ready​ ​to​ ​go​ ​now?"​ ​I​ ​ask​ ​as​ ​I​ ​enter​ ​the​ ​tack​ ​room​ ​walking​ ​down​ ​the​ ​line​ ​of​ ​bridles​ ​hooked​ ​to​ ​the wall​ ​and​ ​grabbing​ ​the​ ​black​ ​leather​ ​bridle​ ​with​ ​a​ ​snaffle​ ​bit​ ​on​ ​it​ ​and​ ​a​ ​silver​ ​tag​ ​on​ ​the​ ​brow​ ​band​ ​reading​ ​"Baelfire".​ ​I then​ ​grab​ ​my​ ​saddle​ ​from​ ​the​ ​saddle​ ​rack​ ​to​ ​the​ ​left​ ​of​ ​all​ ​the​ ​bridles,​ ​along​ ​with​ ​a​ ​saddle​ ​pad​ ​and​ ​girth.​ ​"Ash​ ​here has​ ​never​ ​ridden​ ​a​ ​horse,​ ​Nicole"​ ​Michael​ ​says​ ​as​ ​he​ ​grabs​ ​Ashton's​ ​shoulders​ ​and​ ​pushes​ ​him​ ​a​ ​little.​ ​"​ ​He​ ​can​ ​ride Jade!​ ​Where​ ​did​ ​Luke​ ​go,​ ​he​ ​can​ ​help"​ ​I​ ​ask​ ​Michael​ ​as​ ​Luke​ ​is​ ​no​ ​where​ ​to​ ​be​ ​found.​ ​As​ ​if​ ​on​ ​queue,​ ​Luke​ ​comes out​ ​of​ ​one​ ​of​ ​the​ ​stalls​ ​and​ ​starts​ ​walking​ ​towards​ ​us.​ ​"Well​ ​i​ ​was​ ​tacking​ ​up​ ​Coal​ ​cause​ ​i​ ​had​ ​a​ ​feeling​ ​you​ ​were gonna​ ​ask​ ​me​ ​to​ ​help​ ​Ash."​ ​Luke​ ​announces​ ​as​ ​he​ ​comes​ ​up​ ​next​ ​to​ ​me​ ​with​ ​all​ ​my​ ​tack​ ​in​ ​my​ ​arm​ ​and​ ​grabs​ ​my saddle​ ​and​ ​places​ ​it​ ​on​ ​the​ ​saddle​ ​rack​ ​near​ ​Baelfires​ ​stall.​ ​"​ ​Thank​ ​you,​ ​Baby."​ ​i​ ​say​ ​as​ ​walk​ ​up​ ​to​ ​where​ ​he​ ​was with​ ​my​ ​saddle​ ​and​ ​i​ ​attached​ ​my​ ​lips​ ​to​ ​his.​ ​At​ ​first​ ​it​ ​was​ ​a​ ​soft​ ​kiss​ ​but​ ​then​ ​it​ ​grew​ ​into​ ​more​ ​of​ ​a​ ​kiss.I​ ​started​ ​to

Laugh​ ​into​ ​the​ ​kiss​ ​as​ ​Baelfire​ ​reached​ ​his​ ​head​ ​out​ ​of​ ​the​ ​stall​ ​and​ ​grabbed​ ​Luke​ ​by​ ​his​ ​t-shirt.​ ​Luke​ ​pulled​ ​away from​ ​the​ ​kiss​ ​feeling​ ​the​ ​pressure​ ​of​ ​Baelfire​ ​pulling​ ​on​ ​him​ ​and​ ​once​ ​he​ ​got​ ​his​ ​shirt​ ​free,​ ​he​ ​said​ ​"I​ ​guess​ ​i​ ​have some​ ​competition,​ ​Hey​ ​Baelfire."​ ​Luke​ ​giggled​ ​as​ ​he​ ​scratched​ ​Baelfires​ ​head​ ​and​ ​started​ ​walking​ ​towards​ ​the​ ​tack room.​ ​"What​ ​do​ ​you​ ​want​ ​Jade​ ​in,Nicole?"​ ​Luke​ ​yells​ ​over​ ​his​ ​shoulder​ ​as​ ​he​ ​enters​ ​the​ ​tack​ ​room.​ ​"​ ​Throw​ ​her​ ​in​ ​the kimberwick​ ​and​ ​use​ ​Mason's​ ​saddle."​ ​I��� ​yell​ ​as​ ​I​ ​get​ ​a​ ​halter​ ​on​ ​Baelfire​ ​and​ ​pull​ ​him​ ​into​ ​the​ ​aisle,​ ​attaching​ ​him​ ​to the​ ​cross​ ​ties.​ ​"What​ ​the​ ​heck​ ​did​ ​you​ ​just​ ​say?"​ ​Ashton​ ​giggled​ ​as​ ​he​ ​looked​ ​at​ ​me​ ​like​ ​i​ ​had​ ​3​ ​heads.​ ​"It's​ ​the​ ​tack Ash.​ ​Luke​ ​will​ ​show​ ​you."​ ​I​ ​laugh​ ​as​ ​i​ ​return​ ​to​ ​Baelfire​ ​and​ ​start​ ​brushing​ ​him​ ​off.​ ​Calum​ ​and​ ​Michael​ ​come​ ​out​ ​of​ ​the tack​ ​room​ ​with​ ​tack​ ​and​ ​place​ ​them​ ​on​ ​the​ ​saddle​ ​racks​ ​that​ ​are​ ​on​ ​the​ ​wall​ ​down​ ​the​ ​aisles.​ ​"Are​ ​you​ ​guys​ ​taking Beck​ ​and​ ​Dino?"​ ​I​ ​ask​ ​as​ ​the​ ​walk​ ​down​ ​to​ ​the​ ​end​ ​of​ ​the​ ​barn​ ​and​ ​into​ ​stalls.​ ​"Yes,Nicole.​ ​Is​ ​that​ ​a​ ​problem?"​ ​Calum sasses​ ​as​ ​he​ ​gives​ ​me​ ​a​ ​grin​ ​and​ ​enters​ ​Dino's​ ​stall.​ ​"​ ​I​ ​laugh​ ​and​ ​continue​ ​brushing.

​ ​Luke​ ​comes​ ​out​ ​of​ ​the​ ​tack​ ​room​ ​with​ ​Ashton​ ​in​ ​toe​ ​and​ ​sets​ ​the​ ​tack​ ​down​ ​on​ ​the​ ​saddle​ ​rack​ ​with​ ​a​ ​Purple saddle​ ​pad.​ ​I​ ​put​ ​Baelfire's​ ​light​ ​blue​ ​saddle​ ​pad​ ​on​ ​his​ ​back​ ​along​ ​with​ ​the​ ​saddle.​ ​I​ ​then​ ​attached​ ​the​ ​girth​ ​and tightened​ ​it​ ​on​ ​both​ ​sides.​ ​I​ ​unclipped​ ​Baelfire​ ​from​ ​the​ ​cross​ ​ties​ ​and​ ​slip​ ​the​ ​reins​ ​over​ ​his​ ​head​ ​and​ ​slide​ ​off​ ​his halter.​ ​I​ ​slowly​ ​push​ ​the​ ​bit​ ​in​ ​his​ ​mouth​ ​and​ ​pull​ ​the​ ​crown​ ​piece​ ​over​ ​his​ ​ears​ ​and​ ​adjusted​ ​the​ ​nose​ ​band​ ​and​ ​throat latch.​ ​I​ ​left​ ​the​ ​reins​ ​over​ ​his​ ​neck​ ​and​ ​just​ ​let​ ​him​ ​stand​ ​there​ ​as​ ​I​ ​put​ ​on​ ​his​ ​light​ ​blue​ ​splint​ ​boots.​ ​Once​ ​I​ ​was​ ​all tacked​ ​up.​ ​I​ ​looked​ ​behind​ ​me​ ​to​ ​see​ ​everyone​ ​tacked​ ​but​ ​Ashton.​ ​"Whats​ ​the​ ​hold​ ​up​ ​Luke?"​ ​I​ ​ask​ ​as​ ​i​ ​come​ ​up​ ​to Jade's​ ​side.​ ​"Umm,​ ​well​ ​i​ ​can't​ ​find​ ​her​ ​girth"​ ​He​ ​says​ ​as​ ​he​ ​scratches​ ​the​ ​back​ ​of​ ​his​ ​neck​ ​and​ ​looks​ ​around​ ​the​ ​tack room.​ ​I​ ​go​ ​in​ ​the​ ​tack​ ​room​ ​and​ ​look​ ​under​ ​some​ ​of​ ​the​ ​saddle​ ​racks​ ​and​ ​find​ ​the​ ​girth​ ​we​ ​were​ ​looking​ ​for​ ​under​ ​one. It​ ​must​ ​have​ ​fallen​ ​while​ ​we​ ​were​ ​moving​ ​all​ ​the​ ​tack​ ​around.​ ​I​ ​exit​ ​the​ ​tack​ ​room​ ​and​ ​hand​ ​Luke​ ​the​ ​girth​ ​as​ ​he hands​ ​it​ ​to​ ​Ashton,​ ​he​ ​instructs​ ​him​ ​on​ ​how​ ​to​ ​put​ ​it​ ​on.​ ​"Ok.​ ​Ash​ ​so​ ​you​ ​buckle​ ​it​ ​like​ ​a​ ​belt​ ​and​ ​then​ ​you​ ​go​ ​to​ ​the other​ ​side​ ​and​ ​tighten​ ​it​ ​a​ ​bit."​ ​Ashton​ ​does​ ​the​ ​girth​ ​no​ ​problem​ ​and​ ​then​ ​picks​ ​up​ ​the​ ​bridle​ ​from​ ​the​ ​saddle​ ​rack​ ​and moves​ ​to​ ​her​ ​head​ ​and​ ​unclips​ ​her​ ​from​ ​the​ ​cross​ ​ties​ ​and​ ​bridles​ ​her.​ ​After​ ​he​ ​is​ ​done​ ​bridling​ ​Jade,​ ​He​ ​puts​ ​on​ ​her purple​ ​splint​ ​boots​ ​and​ ​she​ ​is​ ​all​ ​set​ ​to​ ​go.

We​ ​all​ ​went​ ​outside​ ​with​ ​our​ ​horses​ ​in​ ​one​ ​hand​ ​and​ ​a​ ​helmet​ ​in​ ​the​ ​other.​ ​Michael​ ​led​ ​Beck​ ​out​ ​in​ ​his​ ​dark green​ ​saddle​ ​pad​ ​and​ ​splints​ ​which​ ​contrasted​ ​perfectly​ ​with​ ​his​ ​light​ ​coat​ ​color.​ ​Calum​ ​came​ ​out​ ​next​ ​with​ ​Dino​ ​in​ ​a Teal​ ​saddle​ ​pad​ ​and​ ​white​ ​splint​ ​boots,​ ​not​ ​matching​ ​the​ ​teal​ ​because​ ​we​ ​couldn't​ ​find​ ​teal​ ​splints​ ​in​ ​his​ ​size.​ ​​ ​Finally Ashton​ ​and​ ​Luke​ ​come​ ​out​ ​with​ ​Jade​ ​and​ ​Coal​ ​and​ ​join​ ​us​ ​in​ ​the​ ​little​ ​field​ ​in​ ​front​ ​of​ ​the​ ​barn.​ ​Luke​ ​put​ ​Coal​ ​is​ ​a​ ​bark blue​ ​saddle​ ​pad​ ​and​ ​splints,​ ​which​ ​kinda​ ​matched​ ​with​ ​Baelfire​ ​and​ ​I.​ ​Luke,Calum,and​ ​Michael​ ​all​ ​hop​ ​on​ ​their​ ​horses and​ ​put​ ​their​ ​helmets​ ​on.​ ​I​ ​tie​ ​up​ ​Baelfires​ ​reins​ ​and​ ​let​ ​him​ ​nibble​ ​on​ ​some​ ​grass​ ​and​ ​walk​ ​over​ ​to​ ​Ashton​ ​to​ ​help​ ​him get​ ​on.​ ​I​ ​walk​ ​over​ ​to​ ​Jade​ ​and​ ​tighten​ ​her​ ​girth​ ​and​ ​roll​ ​down​ ​her​ ​stirrups.​ ​"Ok​ ​Ash​ ​so​ ​all​ ​you​ ​have​ ​to​ ​do​ ​is​ ​put​ ​your foot​ ​in​ ​the​ ​stirrup​ ​and​ ​pull​ ​your​ ​self​ ​up​ ​into​ ​the​ ​saddle."​ ​I​ ​instructed​ ​as​ ​I​ ​held​ ​on​ ​to​ ​the​ ​stirrup​ ​on​ ​the​ ​right​ ​side​ ​of​ ​the saddle​ ​while​ ​Ashton​ ​was​ ​on​ ​the​ ​left​ ​side.​ ​Ashton​ ​put​ ​his​ ​foot​ ​on​ ​the​ ​stirrup​ ​and​ ​pulled​ ​himself​ ​up​ ​into​ ​the​ ​saddle​ ​like he​ ​had​ ​been​ ​doing​ ​it​ ​for​ ​years.​ ​"We​ ​have​ ​a​ ​natural​ ​here​ ​boys"​ ​Calum​ ​says​ ​as​ ​he​ ​drops​ ​his​ ​reins​ ​and​ ​puts​ ​his​ ​hands up​ ​in​ ​the​ ​air​ ​celebrating​ ​that​ ​Ashton​ ​got​ ​on.​ ​I​ ​adjusted​ ​his​ ​stirrups​ ​for​ ​him​ ​as​ ​well​ ​as​ ​tightening​ ​his​ ​girth​ ​one​ ​last​ ​time and​ ​then​ ​walked​ ​back​ ​over​ ​to​ ​Baelfire.​ ​I​ ​untied​ ​his​ ​reins​ ​and​ ​jumped​ ​on​ ​his​ ​back,​ ​clipping​ ​my​ ​helmet​ ​in​ ​place​ ​before​ ​i adjusted​ ​my​ ​girth​ ​and​ ​stirrups.

When​ ​I​ ​was​ ​finished,​ ​I​ ​asked​ ​"Are​ ​you​ ​ready​ ​boys?"​ ​with​ ​a​ ​nod​ ​from​ ​all​ ​4​ ​boys​ ​we​ ​start​ ​heading​ ​on​ ​the​ ​trail.​ ​I gave​ ​Ashton​ ​a​ ​quick​ ​run​ ​down​ ​on​ ​how​ ​to​ ​ride,​ ​"Ok​ ​Ashton​ ​so​ ​kicking​ ​her​ ​will​ ​make​ ​her​ ​go​ ​forward​ ​and​ ​kicking​ ​her more​ ​after​ ​shes​ ​moving​ ​will​ ​make​ ​her​ ​go​ ​faster.​ ​if​ ​you​ ​want​ ​her​ ​to​ ​stop​ ​pull​ ​on​ ​the​ ​reins.​ ​If​ ​you​ ​want​ ​here​ ​to​ ​turn​ ​pull gently​ ​on​ ​the​ ​rein​ ​in​ ​the​ ​direction​ ​you​ ​want​ ​to​ ​go.​ ​Don't​ ​worry​ ​if​ ​you​ ​have​ ​a​ ​hard​ ​time,​ ​Jade​ ​knows​ ​commands​ ​so​ ​just tell​ ​her​ ​what​ ​too​ ​do.​ ​Got​ ​it?"​ ​I​ ​ask​ ​riding​ ​up​ ​to​ ​Ashton's​ ​side.​ ​He​ ​nods​ ​and​ ​gives​ ​Jade​ ​a​ ​gentle​ ​kick​ ​and​ ​we​ ​were​ ​on our​ ​way.

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[ID: three images of different types of glass, rocks, and crystals that have been carved into cubes. In the first image, they are in a white porcelain bowl and an amethyst cube is being held in a pair of metal tongs. In the second, the cubes are on a plate and wrapped in plastic as if they were pieces of hard candy. In the third, they are arranged in a 4x4 square. END ID.]

Cubic gem stones by Yoda Kiseki

[today-we-will-survive]

04. Run

A story based on the fictional HYYH world about six boys with unimaginable problems and their friend that can’t do anything to help.

Member: Taehyung

Genre: Angst

Warning: warnings are posted in the masterlist

Word Count: 3.4K

Parts can be found on my Masterlist under “The Most Beautiful Moment In Life”

A/N: New parts every Tuesday and Friday

Life began to get to each of us.

January.

December came like a quick intake of breath and went like a heavy sigh. Once the cozy feeling of the holidays was over, winter became harsh and merciless. An icy fist that squeezed and squeezed until there was no warmth left. Taehyung was used to it though. He’d never liked winter. Not since his mom had died just after Christmas his fifth year. Mina had been too young to remember her, being only three years old, but Taehyung could remember her perfectly still, as if he’d talked to her just the day before.

He and his sister used to stay up late a lot—at least whenever they were both home—curled up on their shared bed, facing each other, covered in two layers of clothes and three blankets because their father turned the heat way down whenever he wasn’t home, which was often. Not often enough though in Taehyung’s opinion. But they would lay like that for hours and Taehyung would tell Mina stories about their mother. He didn’t have many spectacular ones—being he really could only remember a few from such a young age—but once those ran out, she started asking him simpler things. What did mom look like? What did she smell like? What did she sound like? Feel like?

“She looked like spring, smelled like flowers, sounded like rain and felt like sunshine.” How else could he describe her? Maybe his memories were clouded by the happier life he’d lived with her in it but he’d rather have this version of her in his mind. He needed it. Needed something good to cling to.

*

The first time his father had hit him, he’d apologized profusely afterward, and made Taehyung promise he’d never tell a soul. He didn’t. And he didn’t the second and third time either or any time after that. He’d never told anyone, other than his friends and only because they grew suspicious of the bruises and the injuries and his unexpected late night calls asking if he could sleep over.

Over the years, he became good at reading the signs and predicting when his dad was going to have an outburst. If he got home from work and slammed the door behind him, it was time to retreat to the bedroom and bolt the door. If he came with a freshly bought bottle of alcohol, it was time to leave. Taehyung’s only reason for not moving out was Mina. He’d made a promise to her and himself that he’d always be there to protect her, even if that meant taking the brunt of the abuse himself. Which it always did.

He’d ended up in the hospital a few times keeping his dad away from his sister, stepping in the way of the punches, even tackling the man to the floor to give her a chance to run. It always ended badly but he never complained. Not when it would be so much worse for her. She didn’t deserve to live in fear like this. He didn’t either but especially not her. He at least had good memories of their mother. She only had the nightmares that came with having a monster for a father.

When things got too hard, his friends were his escape. Five of them had their own problems. And five of them had families that would get suspicious if he came around too often and he couldn’t risk anyone going to the police and tearing him away from his sister. The one person he could always count on to help and be his safe place was Namjoon.

The boy was an orphan living secretly at the gas station where he worked. Taehyung didn’t have to hide anything from him. In fact, there were countless times in the past where he’d show up at the gas station pounding on the door at two in the morning, broken and bleeding and Namjoon wouldn’t say anything. He would just let him inside and make room for him on the small twin blow-up mattress he dragged out of the broom closet every night. And if he was too worked up to sleep, the two would go out into the city and find something to do. This usually involved spray paint and a concrete wall. More than once the two found themselves running from police sirens, having been caught mid-tag. Namjoon wasn’t the best influence but he was what Taehyung needed.

*

“Take this,” the older boy said holding out a pint of ice cream to him.

Taehyung looked down at it. “I don’t feel like eating ice cream right now, hyung,” he uttered and swiped his tongue across the fresh cut on his lower lip. The taste of salt and iron grated against his tastebuds. His whole head hurt from the evening’s beating. He was ninety percent sure he had a concussion.

“For your lip,” Namjoon replied dropping it into his hand.

Taehyung winced when he touched the cold container to his wound but immediately started to feel the pain fade as his lip began to go numb.

“So, I overslept this morning,” Namjoon said as he grabbed a lollipop from the rack on the counter beside where Taehyung sat and unwrapped it.

“And?”

“And Mr. Bang-nim found me this morning.”

“Did he say anything about all this?” Taehyung asked gesturing toward the mattress on the linoleum floor.

“He said if he finds me sleeping here again, I’m fired.” Then he stuck the candy in his mouth and twirled the stick between his fingers.

Taehyung’s stomach dropped when he saw the unease written across his hyung’s face. The boy had nowhere to go. Taehyung would have invited Namjoon to stay with him but of course he’d never want to subject one of his friends to the hell he had to deal with every day. Though it didn’t matter either way. Namjoon didn’t like asking for help. He wanted to be the one his friends came to, not the other way around. The boy was independent and stubborn to a fault.

“I’ll just have to be more careful,” Namjoon said with a shrug. Of course he was only acting like it wasn’t a big deal. Taehyung knew better.

Light flooded the dim store as a vehicle pulled into the parking lot and Taehyung felt his heart skip at the idea they were going to be caught. But when he looked out through the storefront window, relief flooded his chest. Jin’s 4x4 truck sat idling in front of the gas pumps.

“How’d they—”

“I texted him a bit ago,” Namjoon interrupted, a gentle smile lifting his mouth and causing his cheeks to dimple.

Taehyung hopped off the counter and set the pint of ice cream down before making his way outside. Jin rolled the driver’s side window down, music pouring from inside the cab. The other boys’ voices rose above the singer’s vocals as they screamed along to the song.

“Long time no see,” Taehyung said slapping the oldest boy’s hand when he stuck it out the window.

Jin smiled. “It’s only been a week, Tae,” he said.

Taehyung shrugged. “A week is an eternity in this town.”

The smile on Jin’s face faltered for a second and Taehyung noticed his eyes trail down to the younger’s wounded lip. He quickly swiped his tongue across it to catch the remaining blood. “How’s Mina?”

“She’s fine,” Taehyung said. “At a sleepover.”

The oldest boy’s eyes lingered on his for several moments before he finally gave a small nod. “Hop in,” he said and motioned with his head toward the back of the truck.

Taehyung scrambled over the side and dropped into the bed beside Jimin, who sat with his back against the cab, happily cramming chips into his mouth from a bag. “Want some?” he asked as he offered the bag to him.

“No thanks,” Taehyung said and barely got settled beside his friend when the truck lurched forward and they pulled back out of the gas station.

It was pretty late and almost every food place was closed save for the all-night diner they frequented. There was nothing quality or good about the food there but it was cheap, and greasy and filled their bellies. The waitresses had come to grow fond of them over the years, knowing each of them by name and favorite flavor of milkshake.

The seven of them were the only ones there, which was a good thing since they tended to get a bit rowdy. Their plates had just barely been delivered when Yoongi decided he was going to try and cheer Taehyung up by throwing a handful of french fries at Jungkook. A food fight quickly broke out between the two and the poor waitress had to dodge away to keep from getting hit by a rogue fry.

They spent hours there, stuffing their faces and drowning their problems in ketchup and grease until finally, none of them could bring themselves to take one more bite. Then they made their way sleepily back to the truck, Taehyung flopping into the bed again, this time with Namjoon, and letting his head fall onto the older boy’s lap. The gentle rock of the truck as it made its way down the road and the streetlights that passed intermittently overhead made his eyelids droop dangerously low. He probably shouldn’t fall asleep if he really did have a concussion, but the sound of the engine, the warmth of Namjoon’s thigh pressed against his cheek and the comfortable weight of food in his belly made it impossible for him to keep his eyes open and soon he drifted off completely.

*

Taehyung woke to the strong smell of coffee wafting into his nostrils and he opened his eyes to a chipped ceramic mug inches from his face. Jimin smiled warmly from the other side. It took Taehyung a few seconds to figure out where he was and why his body was aching so bad until he shifted and realized he’d slept all night in Yoongi’s bathtub.

“You know I don’t like coffee,” he uttered, batting his friend’s hand away.

“It woke you up, though, didn’t it?” Jimin asked. His voice was much too cheerful for this time of morning. What time was it anyway?

Taehyung raked his hand through his greasy hair. “How long have I been out?”

“It’s almost noon. You should eat something, Tae,” Jimin said and offered his hand to help the boy climb out of the tub.

Panic rushed through him like ice water. “Noon?” he asked. “I need to get home. I need to be there when Mina gets back from her sleepover.” He tripped out of the bathroom and through the living room, past the other boys crowded around a table as Jin tried to build a house with a deck of cards.

“You’re up!” Jungkook exclaimed throwing his arms up.

“JK!” Jin yelled, his hands frozen in midair. “Stop with the sudden movements!”

“I gotta go,” Taehyung said as he rushed past. The gust of wind he created caused Jin’s card house to collapse and he let out a heavy sigh.

Taehyung didn’t stop though. As soon as he was out of Yoongi’s home, he broke into a run and kept running until he burst through the front door of his apartment. His eyes scanned the empty front room. Liquor and beer bottles littered the kitchen counters, junk mail piled high on the table and scattered on the floor around it. The place was a dump but that wasn’t out of the ordinary. The quiet, however, was. He barely took a step when a whimper cut through the silence and then suddenly he was running again. He paused in the hallway, eyes on the shadows moving in the room at the end. The door was barely cracked open so he couldn’t see who was in there. But then he heard a choked cry. Mina.

Taehyung flew back out of the hall and wrapped a fist around the first thing he could grab, a beer bottle, then charged back down the hall, bursting into the bedroom just as his father’s hand connected with his sister’s cheek.

“Don’t touch her!” Taehyung roared shoving him back hard.

His dad stumbled back more in surprise than pain and he stared at the boy with wild, glazed over eyes. The man reeked of alcohol even at this early hour of the day. He bared his teeth and looked like he was about to lunge. But Taehyung didn’t give him the chance. He rushed forward instead, swinging the beer bottle back and sending it crashing down on his dad’s skull. The man staggered again, this time stunned by the blow. The bottle had broken when it came in contact with his head.

Taehyung could have stopped there. He could have grabbed his sister and turned and ran, maybe taken her back to Yoongi’s. The other boys would be able to help them. But no, the sight of his dad striking her had caused the time bomb within him to finally detonate and now he knew nothing but rage. With a scream that sounded too far away to be coming from his own lungs, Taehyung surged forward again, jabbing the broken bottle into the soft flesh of his father’s stomach. He felt it lodge deep in the man’s belly and a sickening groan fell from his father’s lips but it did nothing to keep Taehyung from stabbing him again and again until blood soaked the front of the man’s t-shirt and coated his own hands and clothes.

In the chaos, he couldn’t hear anything but his own gasping breath and the cries that continued to tumble from the man in front of him until his dad finally collapsed to the floor. Then his sister’s screams reached his ears, her voice already going hoarse from yelling for so long. With a violent shudder, Taehyung staggered back, letting the broken and bloodied bottle fall from his hand and clatter to the floor. His mouth fell open in a silent scream and his knees gave out. As he fell to the floor, his sister caught him, sobbing into his ear.

“What have I done?” Taehyung uttered. “What have I done, Mina? What have I done?”

“You saved me, Tae,” she cried into his neck. “You saved us.”

Their father lay motionless in front of them, the red spreading across his shirt until you could no longer tell what color it had been originally. It seeped down into the carpet, a dark stain that would never fully go away.

“You have to leave, Mina,” Taehyung said, his voice shaking so hard it came out as barely a whisper.

“No, Tae,” she cracked. “I’m not leaving you.”

“You have to.” He grabbed her hard by the shoulders and pulled her down in front of him. His eyes drilled into hers. She had their mother’s eyes. “You have to get somewhere safe. I can’t come with you.”

“But you have—”

“Our dad is dead!” Taehyung screamed. “Our dad is dead and I killed him!”

A whimper fell from Mina’s mouth and for the first time, Taehyung noticed the bruises welling up under he skin. There were so many. How long had their dad been hitting her before he’d gotten there?

“Please, Mina,” he said more gently. “Please, go to a friend’s house. Tell them dad isn’t here and neither am I and you don’t know where either of us are. Please. I’ll come for you when it’s safe. But until then, you have to go.”

Mina nodded, her head jerking up and down erratically as she tried and failed to keep whatever last bit of composure she had. Then suddenly, she fell against him, a wail tearing from her throat and he clutched her to his chest, tears streaming down his own cheeks. His hands were coated still in his father’s blood and he raked his fingers through his sister’s hair, holding onto her, pulling her closer, smelling her, feeling her against him. Who knew if he’d ever see her again?

Mina changed her clothes and washed the blood out of her hair from when Taehyung had held her, before rushing out of the apartment. He didn’t go outside but watched her from the front window. She’d texted a friend and asked them to pick her up and now he watched as she got into their car, her head lifting, her eyes locking on his one last time before she climbed into the the backseat and then she was gone.

He didn’t know what to do. That moment of clarity when he’d needed to get his sister away was gone and now all he could do was stare at the messy living room in shock. With his back pressed against the door, he sank down onto the carpet, his hands catching him as he fell. His hands. Covered in sticky, drying blood. His father’s blood. He killed his father. He was a murderer.

A murderer.

His head began to pound as the thoughts swirled in his brain. It was all too much. Everything was too much. The coppery smell of blood filled his nose, filled his head, filled the room and it overwhelmed him. His hands shook and his breath hitched and he couldn’t inhale deep enough. Too much. He killed his father. He was a murderer.

His eyes watered and his nerves were shot and he was numb but could feel everything at the same time and it was overwhelming. His skin crawled and his heart hammered and his lungs were on fire and he couldn’t breathe and he squeezed his eyes shut as if he could shut out the world and it was all too much. He killed his father. He was a murderer.

A murderer.

*

When he opened his eyes again, it was dark. He didn’t know if he’d fallen asleep or passed out but when his gaze fell on the digital clock on the microwave, he saw that he’d been out for nearly nine hours.

It was silent in the apartment. Silent as the dead. His head slumped to the side and he looked at the entrance to the hallway. His father was back there. Or rather, his body. If he crawled just six feet to his left, he’d be able to peer down the hall and see his dad’s body slumped against the wall in the back bedroom. Immediately, Taehyung felt like he was going to be sick. He made his way clumsily to his feet and tripped into the kitchen, barely making it to the sink before he heaved and the contents of his stomach emptied into the basin. He spit a few times before sitting up again, a sheen of sweat coating his skin. When he brought his arm up to wipe his forehead, his eyes locked on the brown, dried blood that crusted on his skin. Then he looked down again at his white t-shirt. Well, it used to be white.

He rushed out of the kitchen, turning his head away as he passed the hall so he wouldn’t accidentally catch a glimpse of what was at the other end, then slipped out the front door, locking it behind him. He zipped his jacket up to his chin, glad that at least the dark sweatshirt hid the stains, and pulled the hood up over his hair and his sleeves down over his hands. He kept his head down to conceal any blood spatters on his face as he made his way through the dark streets and to the gas station.

To his relief, there were no cars there, but then another thought occurred to him. What if Namjoon wasn’t there either? What if he’d been caught again by his boss? He had to be there. Taehyung didn’t have anyone else to turn to.

He jogged up to the front door and peered in. The place was dark. It looked deserted. As the panic started to set in, he raised his fist and beat it against the glass. At last, he caught movement from within. And then Namjoon appeared in one of the aisles toward the back. He seemed to recognize who it was immediately and hurried over. A lollipop stick stuck out of his mouth and he switched it from one corner to the other in a nervous habit as he unlocked the door and opened it. Only then did he notice that Taehyung was covered in blood. Slowly, he lifted a hand and pulled the candy out of his mouth.

Taehyung’s breath quivered as he met the older boy’s eyes. “I did something really bad, hyung.”

[stories-from-my-mind-to-yours]

You don’t know you’re alive until you’re almost dead. Chapter Zero. Genesis.

Year 2061. July first. Yellowstone national park. Yellowstone Caldera.

The earth heaved and shook. The groundwater was made toxic by the sulphuric gasses that pushed up through the earths crust. The wildlife began leaving the increasingly inhospitable area, almost as if they knew what was to come.

Humanity had been warned, but wouldn't listen. Thankfully, the earth remained calm for now.

Year 2114. December 21st. 9:00 pm Friday. Northern Sweden.

31 year old Lars Karlsson, advanced physicist at I.a.c.e. (Institute for advancement of clean energy) had fallen asleep on the couch. They had left Stockholm 06:30 in the morning, and driven for 11 hours, to their cabin at lake Hornavan, just north of Arjeplog, for a 14 day Christmas holiday. His 26-year old wife Lena, pharmacologist and yoga instructor, was singing and dancing to the kitchen radio, while fixing some snacks. She looked out the window at the raging snowstorm, and was thankful to be home. On a clear day she could see the village where she was born and raised. And she was thankful to be out of the noisy, dirty capital for the first time all year. She put her hands on her growing stomach and smiled. "Thirteen more weeks till I can see you two." She couldn't wait to be a mom and show them all her favorite spots in the mountains.

She put away the bags with chips and candy, closed the pantry and the dishwasher, and reached for the bowl on the counter. She gasped and grasped for the edge of the counter as a sharp stabbing pain radiated out from her stomach.

Lars awoke to his wife screaming his name. "LAAAARS!" He stumbled into the dining room, his wife stood in the doorway to the kitchen, her grey sweatpants were stained dark red down the inside of both her legs. He froze. He didn't know what to do! "Could you possibly call 112 Lars? NOOW!" Her screeching voice jolted him into action. He fumbled desperately with his phone. He misdailed 112 three times before he got it right. Lena felt something warm slowly running down her legs. She didn't look, knowing full well what it was but she didn't want to see. She had to keep calm, she closed her eyes and thought of her babies. Seconds felt like hours. A woman answered and she heard "what's your emergency?" Lars stuttered, made some strange noises and couldn't form a single word, let alone a sentence. "Give me the phone Lars." He held it out towards her, across the entire dining room. Her patience had its limits tested. "Come here with it, please, Lars." He was not good in high stress situations. "Hello?" Said the voice on the phone. "Hi, I'm Lena Karlsson, we're up at Hornavan, I'm 29 weeks along with twins, and I just had a bleed. A big one." She listened intently to the woman on the other end, explaining that the helicopter couldn't fly in the storm, and the closest delivery room was at least 3 hours away on a good day. "Well we don't have a choice do we? I can't do this alone, and my husband is completely useless right now." Lars looked at her and nodded in agreement. "We'll get there, one way or another." She hung up the phone, her mind racing. She knew time was of the essence, but her fear kept getting in the way of her reasoning. She knew she had to solve this. Normally, their cabin was perfect in her mind, there wasn't even much of a road leading up to it. Their 4x4 Jeep had barely made it up to the cabin. That would probably get stuck in the snow somewhere. In the shed outside sat the Yamaha 360 Propulse snowmobile they bought last year. It was definitely fast enough. On flat hard snow it would do 140 mph. They'd be there in 80 minutes at that speed. Or crash and die horribly. Stay here and die for sure? Or save her babies? There was no doubt in her mind. "Lars, go start the snowmobile." He nodded and hurried out the door. Lena went to the hallway and opened the closet. Gloves, overalls, boots, helmets. Everything was where it should be. She heard the high pitched whine of the Yamaha turbine spooling up. Thank god the battery wasn't dead. She got out of her bloodied pants, put on the insulating inner suit, and stepped in the overall. Lars came back in. "It's just outside the door." "Good, get dressed." He didn't even think, he just did what he was told. He helped her with her zipper and helmet, then closed his own. They stepped out into the snowstorm looking like two inflated racing drivers.

Lars climbed on the front seat of the snowmobile. "Are you sure you want to drive?" She shouted over the wind and the idling turbine. He thought for a second, then scooted backwards. She climbed on carefully, and sat down as slow as she could. She wasn't in extreme pain, but she didn't want to push it. She put the dead mans grip on her wrist, turned on the lights and the heat in the handle and seats. She put it in gear and started the descent down the steep mountainside. She had picked this one for its superior handling in deep snow and long range. It's turbine engine used so little fuel they hadn't even filled it up last year, it had just under half a tank left. She hoped it would be enough. She steered carefully past the trees that marked their path down, winding slowly down to the main road. When the path ended she couldn't see the road, but she saw that there were no trees. She turned it in the right direction and pressed her thumb down hard on the throttle.

360 horsepower of supercharged nitrogen turbine erupted into life, propelling them forward so hard she almost lost her grip on the handlebars. Lars who couldn't really see anything wasn't ready and almost fell off. He was scared out of his mind, but Lena only thought of her babies. A stray thought crossed her mind as she saw the needle pass 120 mph. If we crash now, we won't even have time to feel it. We'll just be dead. She didn't look at the speedometer again.

Five days later, December 27th, Lena and Lars waited for the doctor to discharge her and the babies. Lars had fueled the snowmobile the day before and bought a sled to transport their babies in. He had been ambushed at the gas station by a reporter that had heard of the story about the speed demon mom on a quest to save her twins. They were in the papers today. After a quick chat with the doctor they we're on their way out to the parking lot, where the same reporter wanted an interview with Lena as well. She kindly declined, with a long journey ahead of them, she just wanted to go home.

"Please," he begged, "just one picture?" She looked at Lars. "Sure." he replied.

Lena held the boy, and Lars held the girl. "Have you decided any names yet?" Lena nodded and looked at her son. "Erik." Lars nodded and looked at his baby girl. "Sophia?" He looked to Lena. She nodded approvingly. "Sophia."

[vinniev214972]

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[localrabbits]

One of those long ass question answering posts

Relationship status: my best friend and I started having sex at New Years and he doesn't want to be in a relationship but I do so we said we were going to stop having sex but instead we keep doing it. So, single? Complicated? We spend all my time on the mainland together and act like we're dating and people treat us like we're dating so I don't even know.  Favorite colors: Purple and blue Pets: belonging to me: 2 Cornish X chickens named Noisy and The Beast, nicknamed Bebe; belonging to my family: a Norwegian elkhound named Boo, a pit bull named Albert, a Maine Coon named Reesa, a Connemara named Harris; and my best friend has a German Shepherd puppy named Scout who I am the mom of but have no real ownership over Last song I listened to: The Ideal Husband by Father John Misty, from his album I Love You, Honeybear

First fandom: Tamora Pierce Hobbies: I don't really have hobbies anymore because of school and work and depression. But I guess TV? Is that a hobby? Podcasts? Reading? Archery?  Favorite book: I hate this question. One single book? To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee or Fifth Business by Robertson Davies Worst thing I’ve eaten: the first time I ever had quinoa was on a plane and it was so bad and ever since then I can't eat quinoa without feeling like I'm back on that plane Favorite place: my work on Gambier Island

Are you named after someone? Short answer: no. Long answer: my mom watched a documentary about nuns while she was pregnant and thought Mary Margaret would be a great name for a nun so she wrote it on her baby name list and my dad liked it and here I am. 

When is the last time you cried? I don't know. I cried while having a difficult conversation with my boss last week so probably then Do you like your handwriting? Sure  What is your favorite lunch meat? Turkey breast  Do you have kids? No but I very much want kids. I've always wanted kids more than I've ever wanted a relationship  If you were another person, would you be friends with you? Probably. I've never met anyone else with taste as good Do you use sarcasm? Who doesn't? Do you still have your tonsils? Yes Would you bungee jump? I am a coward so probably not What is your favorite kind of cereal? Cinnamon toast crunch Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? I specifically buy shoes without laces so I don't have to deal with that shit Do you think you’re a strong person? Definitely.  What is your favorite ice cream flavor? Peanut butter chocolate or chocolate mousse royale from Baskin Robbins  What is the first thing you notice about people? Their hair Red or pink? Red What is the least favorite physical thing you like about yourself? This is a dumb question. My least favourite thing is having a physical form. What color pants and shoes are you wearing now? Dark blue shorts and no socks or shoes What was the last thing you ate? A Blizzard from DQ because I'm a fast food monster What are you listening to? I'm outside a Starbucks in Horseshoe Bay so cars and the ocean and a Korean lady having a conversation on the phone If you were a crayon, what color would you be? Probably red orange  Favorite smell? Incense, fire, anything baking, lavender, citrus, gasoline Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone? James from Mercury? To confirm my boat back from the island. Or maybe my boss Favorite sport to watch? None

Hair color? Red/brown/blonde

Eye color? Brown Do you wear contacts? No I have some but they scare me Favorite food to eat? Brownies and pizza and chicken pie and slurpees Scary movies or comedy? Depends on the movie. I think I'm more likely to like a scary movie than a comedy because so many comedies don't do it right but so many horrors also don't do it right.  Last movie you watched? Park Chan-Wook's The Handmaiden. It was amazing.  What color shirt are you wearing? A white improv camp shirt! Summer or winter? Summer Hugs or kisses? I mean. Kissing though.  What book are you currently reading? I just started the first book of the Bartimaeus trilogy because I found it at camp but I was also lent The Big Tiny by Margo so I'll probably start that soon Who do you miss right now? Duncan, Scout, Sarah. I don't live with any of them anymore and everything feels so empty What is on your mouse pad? My mouse pad? My home has only laptops. Also do people still use those? What is the last tv program you watched? iZombie! What is the best sound? Rain, fire, trains in the distance, kids playing outside Rolling stones or the beatles? The Beatles What is the furthest you have ever traveled? Italy  Do you have a special talent? I'm really good at archery. I bake really great cookies. Animals like me. I'm really good with friendly and humorous guest interactions. I have great taste in music/movies/books/TV/comics.  Where were you born? Langley, British Columbia, Canada People you expect to participate in the survey? I don't know. Friends?

 Megan's Questions:

Favorite Movie? My top four favourite movies: Mad Max Fury Road, Juno, Hot Fuzz, and Fargo

One thing you could change in the world? Pfft one thing? Ummmmm I wish I could change my past

One piece of technology you wish you had/wish existed? Umm I'm super lame but I wish I had a pickup truck? Or a jeep. Like a nice old solid standard 4x4

Last candy you ate? Some sour keys left over from a wedding

Something you don’t tell other people often? I honestly and seriously don't like most people and I probably don't like you very much

Ever dyed your hair? If yes, what color? If no, what color would you choose? My mom dyed my hair red. I didn't like it. I'm not going to dye my hair again

Fast food? Yay or nay? Yay absolutely. People who say they don't like fast food are trying too hard. Just chill the fuck out. 

Horses? Yay or neigh? Yay! I grew up with horses. Still have horses. Will probably always have horses. Do I like them? Unsure. 

Weirdest thing something someone has ever said or done in your presence? "Killing thing really isn’t that difficult" - Duncan, August 2016 after killing his first chicken. A terrifying thing to hear from someone you sleep in a building with. 

The most common thing you use Youtube for? I really don't use YouTube much because I rarely stream video. But watching Monster Factory or movie trailers or listening to songs I don't already own

 My questions: 

 Have you travelled? If so, where? Either way, where do you want to go?

What are three songs you could not live without?

Did you grow up in the city, suburbs or rural? Where do you want to live?

What are your five favourite possessions?

What is your earliest memory?

What is the best food you have ever made?

What's been your favourite job and why? 

What are you most looking forward to in the next half of the year?

 I was tagged to do this approximately 1 million years ago by @afootnoteofhappiness​ and I tag ??? If you’re a mutual do this and tag me!! If you’re not a mutual, you can also do this and tag me!

[meringuebones]

004.

Which fruit tastes best covered in chocolate? It depends on the type of chocolate. Bananas go best with dark chocolate, strawberries go best with milk chocolate, and blueberries go best with white chocolate. What’s the last thing you drank? Water.

What was in your last smoothie? Apple juice, coconut water, banana, and pineapple. Do you prefer eating ice cream in a cup or cone? In a cup. What color lipstick do you think looks best on you? Warmer reds and pinks. Are you romantically in love with someone right now? Yeah, I’m getting married on Monday. What color would you like to dye your hair? I don’t want to dye my hair. The color is fine as is. Do you prefer… the beginning or end of the year? Spring or Summer? Fall or Winter? End of the year, Spring, and Winter. What’s the last app you opened on your phone? Reddit, probably. What color eyeshadow did you last wear? Smog by Urban Decay. It’s a dark shimmering bronze. Have you ever been stung by a bee, hornet, or wasp? I’ve been stung by a bee once, but never the other two. When’s the last time you received flowers as a gift? Yesterday as a congratulation gift. What’s something on your bucket list that’s just for you, something that’s with your best friend, and something that’s with a romantic partner? Something just for me would be to win a book giveaway on Goodreads. Something with my best friend would be to take a trip to either Japan or South Korea. Something with my fiancé would be to take a trip to Disney World, which we’ll be doing for our honeymoon in either 2019 or 2020 after the Star Wars park and hotel opens. What’s the last type of cake you ate? Devil’s food with whipped chocolate frosting. What is a food you’d like to try? Legitimate homemade ramen. I’ll be getting some soon though! What time is it right now? It’s exactly 10:00PM. Do you prefer… pastel colors or dusty colors? Forests or beaches? Strawberries or bananas? Dusty colors, beaches, and bananas. What’s the last thing you bought for yourself and for someone else? For myself, a pair of blue earbuds. For someone else, a black wedding band. What’s the last gift you received? Cake, flowers, a lot of candy, and a gift card. Is there anything that’s been on your wishlist for a long time that you still want? Yeah, like various books and e-books. Do you prefer breakfast, lunch, or dinner dates? Breakfast dates. What’s your favorite sandwich? Honey wheat bread, herbed mayonnaise, avocado, and peppered turkey. What’s the last song you listened to? ”As If It’s Your Last” by BLACKPINK. What colors look best on you? Black, gray, and gold. What makes you feel the most guilty? Probably when people buy me expensive gifts or food because I feel like I have to hurry up and pay them back in some way. Do you bother with skincare products? I do. I’ve been slacking lately though. Must be why I’m breaking out a bit. What’s currently on your desk? I have my iMac, Wacom tablet, an external hard drive, a Darth Vader tin filled with pens, a black mini 4x4 Lego container filled with safety pins and paper clips, a little married Lego couple, Gizmo and Stripe Funko Pop! figures, some Star Wars erasers, a little storage box filled with all sorts of junk (matches, batteries, tape, etc.), a notebook, a sketchbook, a pack of graphite pencils, sticky notes, a Kimmidoll, a Totoro lamp, a large candle, a Pikmin Amiibo, a Jiji trinket box with my engagement ring inside, a black coaster, a water bottle, and my phone. Do you prefer… popsicles or ice cream? Cupcakes or cake? Cheesecake or shortcake? Ice cream, cupcakes, cheesecake. What was your dream wedding like as a kid compared to now? I don’t really have a dream wedding now. We’re both introverted people and don’t really like all the attention placed on us, so we decided to just do a little court house thing in front of our parents and that’s it. My dream wedding when I was younger was kind of dark and had a gray, maroon, and purple theme. I wanted my dress to be a smoky gray and I wanted a devil’s food cake. What’s something you wish you were talented at? Dancing. I’ve wanted to learn Kpop dances for ages. What’s the scent of the last perfume, body spray, lotion, body wash, and hand soap you used? Perfume, Anna Sui’s Fairy Dance. Body spray, The Body Shop’s mango. Lotion, B&BW’s winter candy apple. Body wash, coconut water. Hand soap, milk and honey. Do you consider yourself romantic? Not really. When’s the last time you received a greeting card? Yesterday. Do you play video games? If yes, what are you playing now? I do. I’m currently playing Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild on the Switch, Rune Factory 4 on the 3DS, and Stardew Valley on Steam. What are you hungry or thirsty for right now? I kind of want some peppermint tea with half-and-half right now. I’ll make some after the survey. Who do you live with? My fiancé. What color are the walls and carpet in your bedroom? The carpet is various shades of gray and the walls are a creamy off-white color with light beige trim. What’s your favorite candle scent? Marshmallow fireside. Do you prefer… sunshine or moonlight? Gardening or baking? Flowers or succulents? Moonlight, baking, and flowers. Do you use emoji when you text or type online? Sometimes. How many hours of sleep do you get a night? It depends. Usually six to seven. What do you prefer in your salad? Baby spinach, strawberries, mushrooms, crunchy noodles, some sort of shredded cheese, and sweet dressing. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? I do. Do you like playing games by yourself or with other people? I prefer playing them by myself. I don’t enjoy working with others or being forced into groups. How do you take your coffee? With a splash of half-and-half and no sugar. What’s the last book you read? ”Geek Love” by Katherine Dunn. Don’t be fooled by the title. It’s about a carny family with some very... deep issues. Do you think you drink enough water daily? Yeah, for the most part. I think I slip up every once in a while, but I’m pretty conscious about how much water I drink. What’s your favorite holiday? Halloween. What did you have for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and snacks today? Breakfast, a piece of that cake I mentioned earlier. Lunch, an orange and the smoothie I mentioned. Dinner, a sweet potato and a couple leftover chicken wings. For a snack, I had popcorn. Do you prefer… honey or jam? Roses or sunflowers? Oatmeal or cereal? Honey, roses, and oatmeal.

[mille-at-home]

Easter and leave.

I know it’s Easter Sunday but blog I must, as emotions may get the better of me by tomorrow! It’s his last day of leave and he will be returning to base. (Boo hoo!) But what a fantastic week we have had, we are not having the planned extension due to costs but we have a log cabin in the planning stage to incorporate a hot tub, oh and a bar! Well, it’s a luxury item that we have been dreaming about for the past three years, so we did it! Our local store couldn’t get the square one down from the storage as the fork lift truck has broken down, so cue me and a little persuasive ‘nice damsel in distress that we wanted one today’ voice and a nice man agreed he and the manager could “put their hands on one not displayed for £450” (£50 more) Ok, ok I reiterated as long as it’s that price I will send husband back down. He returned home with this huge 4-6 seater thing with bloody LED lights, numerous jets and in short - is shear heaven. We have not watched any TV all week nor indeed, been on the Internet or had any inclination to play candy crush! This tub has been a good purchase!

Then he wants to get a gazebo, twinkly lights and a shed?! The husband has worked really hard in the back garden for the week making it just a relaxing area for us, we have gained a decking area this year as obviously both children do not need to be safely enclosed and tend to play in the woods. The bonus is that we have a whole level of decking previously reserved for the smaller person - it now has a shed (not a man shed) and we are managing to clear boxes from the spare room. We have agree should we go to war at any stage that we could probably kit out a few 'soldiers’ in the bloody kit he has but alas for now it has to be stored until he can get it back to some master?! There is a name for this particular person but I can’t remember, anyway it’s the person who takes all the surplus uniform to be returned to? Well another surplus store which is better than our spare room I might add!

I am so crap at all the army stuff (as you all know) and there is a new blogger in the midst who is raw and very real but I have to say, I can’t understand why - when people respond to her funnies that there is such a bloody need for all the fooking T.L.A.’s it drives me nuts trying to figure out this foreign language other wives talk! Give me a break please - just write it in English eh? It doesn't make you part of the military, neither does it make you important for other subordinates to have to ask WTF is that?! But I guess that’s the downside to MU living. I am just not in the 'zone’. AND another thing that bugs the hell out of me…(sorry, got to just get this off my chest)… A partner, wife, girlfriend or whatever; posts about how sad they are that husband is deploying, this is the most mind boggling, character changing shite any partner, wife, girlfriend or whatever might go through and yet…many see this as a freaking competition with lines like “been there, done that” “husband had done 3,590 tours so far and counting” “mine was away for all children’s births” etc etc etc Ladies - what is this shite?! What’s wrong with saying “Hey, I’m sorry chick, it will be ok, you can do this we know how it feels? Here for you?” Now in my book, that’s far more supportive but noooooo this is too easy for most?! *rant over!

Anyway, onto delightful MU things and aside from hot tub and shed building we have managed to get a family day out or two in. We pottered off to Prickly Ball Farm on Friday. It’s a hedgehog hospital and our children love animals of any description especially if they have a 'rescue story’ to boot. So we walk around this little farm and fall in love with all of the little animals deciding that when we win the lottery this is what we would love to do and of course Erin still has her heart set on a chicken or two! But apart from that I can’t help but notice that most of these places are geared towards your average toddler and pre-schooler with soft play areas and slides etc which every screaming kid around us is enjoying. This is great but as I found with my own two at this age, they have little fooking interest in conservation or rescue animals and actually once you have paid whatever extortionate entrance fee it is to get into these place all the little darlings want to do is go to the play areas?! Ours are older and much more interested in the animals and conservation coupled with a rescue story so when we sit in the hedgehog hospital to meet 'Bob’ the hedgehog, this young girl comes out to tell us about their extra sensitive ears and can we all keep quiet so that Bob doesn’t get too frightened? Yep, all of the 30 odd toddlers got this bit for sure *rolls eyes and the young girl had no control over them! Erin was whispering how worried she was about Bob because 'these kids are not quiet’ I sat very very glad that we had passed this bloody stressful stage in parenting! That said, little Bob coped well and will be released back into the wild this week. I predict little Bob will be a very happy little hedgehog away from the farm!

I collected Mum for Easter dinner today and she is doing well, she is still talking about leaving the home as she keeps getting a bill for the supposed 'care package’ that was taken away from her 7 months ago? £200 a month for hoovering, dishes and a shower? She has had none of it but is still being charged? Guess who is contacting a bloody care manager this Tuesday?! Here we go again! Erin and I did take the staff a bucket full of rice crispie cakes that we made this morning, so at least they have a bit of a sugar rush with their coffee! Husband cooked and I took Mum back to the home at 5pm. Norton is my leach at the moment (actually; hes always my leach) and he watched me intently as I got Mum into the car - I told him I wouldn’t be long (as you do) and drove off. As I drove back down the lane 10 minutes later, there is Norton, half way up the bloody lane having a good sniff around and no one else has noticed he is missing! Erin tries to round him up but he has no collar on (due to the throat tumour) and he is too deaf to hear me calling him! Erin gets in a panic and starts crying so I leave the car and fetch him but he is wet and covered in mud? He had a good ten minutes of freedom but lord only knows what he was doing!

Erin delights in running into Dad and asking if he is missing something?! What a week! A beautiful week to be fair; which I really don’t want to end but reality is happening and I need to do a job search for some more hours! I’m not gonna get that little 4x4 anytime soon otherwise! The only thing I will not miss is the snoring, because quite frankly if I hadn’t have come downstairs last night at 3am I would have smothered the fooker with a pillow! Roll on undisturbed sleep is all I can say!

Have a great week all. Mille xx

[ksgamestudio]

jelly blast crush

jelly blast crush is a fun and very addictive match 3 game! Crush the delicious sweet candy jelly by your finger, and enjoy gummy jelly blast! Jam your jelly before they crumble in bakery kitchen! Splashed with a deliciously sweet twist, this match-3 and match 4 game is equal parts fun and challenging. Easy to Play but hard to master! Adventure in your marvelous space with little colorful monsters and bring Cat to meet them at the end of the journey!

Objectives & target differ in over many levels. Make matches of 3 or more chewy and juicy jelly, create blasts! Swipe combination 3 or more same jelly to make a juicy fruit splash! Whip your way through hundreds of addictively sweet recipe-solving challenges by concocting scrumptious sweet candy combos. Starts out simple, but things get more and more interesting and challenging. Swiped jelly to make the soda break.

This is a legend of candy puzzle and casual game which is suitable for kids, toddlers, phone and tablet. Reach the goal before the moves run out! Clear all in same type, combo more than three same fruit to win a super power-up bomb or thunder strike to clear more.

Multiple Modes for each levels available to suit your appetite . 3 jam booster recipe are available as secret tool to help you complete each mission given. Line 3 or more jellies of the same block to blast them. Simply enjoy & don’t jam your brain to solve each saga mission. Watch as you set off an super chain reaction of sweet jelly in the bakery paradise.

How to play jelly blast crush: 1. Line & Match three or more same identical candy cookie to crush for points. 2. Match until reaching the mission for each level. Don’t jam your mind and take your time to solve the mission in less move. 3. Use secret tool (boosters) with points to reach your goal. 3. When 4 jelly are aligned, you will get a special cranberry jelly which clear all in the same line horizontally or horizontally or surrounding 4x4 frozen candy cookie. 4. When 5 are matched, it will create a Gummy Jelly Power which remove all of that same candy. 5. When sweets are linked like T or L characters, you will have a fire that explode twice and clear the surrounding 4x4. 6. Combine 2 special blossom cookies together to make a super powerful blast. Eliminate the more jelly can get extra scores. 7. This is an addictive and delicious adventure filled with colorful jewels style crunching effects with a sweet graphic picture. 8. Login to Facebook to gain extra coins. Those coins collected can get the boosters or moves! 9. Complete levels with star to get bonus.

jelly blast crush Key Features: + Many challenging levels & many game props + Many Challenging Modes in each level. + Scrumptious, Delicious and juicy jelly combo + Rich Decor graphics that will leave you hungry for more + Easy and fun to play, challenging to master + Hundreds of sweet levels in the sweet recipe + Best entertainment to kill your free time + Suitable for family, including kids

Now you can splash and pop the gummy jelly! Take a bite on sweet jelly on this game splash mania with its unique match-3 puzzle gameplay! jelly blast crush - an attractive fresh new fruit jelly to line puzzle game brings tons of joy and challenges!

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Jelly Blast Legend

Jelly Blast Legend is a fun and very addictive match 3 game! Crush the delicious sweet candy jelly by your finger, and enjoy gummy jelly blast! Jam your jelly before they crumble in bakery kitchen! Splashed with a deliciously sweet twist, this match-3 and match 4 game is equal parts fun and challenging. Easy to Play but hard to master! Adventure in your marvelous space with little colorful monsters and bring Cat to meet them at the end of the journey!

Objectives & target differ in over many levels. Make matches of 3 or more chewy and juicy jelly, create blasts! Swipe combination 3 or more same jelly to make a juicy fruit splash! Whip your way through hundreds of addictively sweet recipe-solving challenges by concocting scrumptious sweet candy combos. Starts out simple, but things get more and more interesting and challenging. Swiped jelly to make the soda break.

This is a legend of candy puzzle and casual game which is suitable for kids, toddlers, phone and tablet. Reach the goal before the moves run out! Clear all in same type, combo more than three same fruit to win a super power-up bomb or thunder strike to clear more.

Multiple Modes for each levels available to suit your appetite . 3 jam booster recipe are available as secret tool to help you complete each mission given. Line 3 or more jellies of the same block to blast them. Simply enjoy & don’t jam your brain to solve each saga mission. Watch as you set off an super chain reaction of sweet jelly in the bakery paradise.

How to play Jelly Blast Legend: 1. Line & Match three or more same identical candy cookie to crush for points. 2. Match until reaching the mission for each level. Don’t jam your mind and take your time to solve the mission in less move. 3. Use secret tool (boosters) with points to reach your goal. 3. When 4 jelly are aligned, you will get a special cranberry jelly which clear all in the same line horizontally or horizontally or surrounding 4x4 frozen candy cookie. 4. When 5 are matched, it will create a Gummy Jelly Power which remove all of that same candy. 5. When sweets are linked like T or L characters, you will have a fire that explode twice and clear the surrounding 4x4. 6. Combine 2 special blossom cookies together to make a super powerful blast. Eliminate the more jelly can get extra scores. 7. This is an addictive and delicious adventure filled with colorful jewels style crunching effects with a sweet graphic picture. 8. Login to Facebook to gain extra coins. Those coins collected can get the boosters or moves! 9. Complete levels with star to get bonus.

Jelly Blast Legend Key Features: + Many challenging levels & many game props + Many Challenging Modes in each level. + Scrumptious, Delicious and juicy jelly combo + Rich Decor graphics that will leave you hungry for more + Easy and fun to play, challenging to master + Hundreds of sweet levels in the sweet recipe + Best entertainment to kill your free time + Suitable for family, including kids

Now you can splash and pop the gummy jelly! Take a bite on sweet jelly on this game splash mania with its unique match-3 puzzle gameplay! Jelly Blast Legend - an attractive fresh new fruit jelly to line puzzle game brings tons of joy and challenges!