#like i cant eat ribs because they make me think too much about my sisters open heart surgery and that just. makes me lose my appetite

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obligatory "reblog for sample size please" aaand Post.

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Min Yoongi Fanfiction (Part 3)

I haven't seen my "man" in the 5 solid months since we "got together". At this point I wasn't even sure if I had one anymore. We've talked almost every single day but for the past month, Yoongi has been irritable. He's been cutting phone calls short, doesn't video chat me anymore, and always says "you wouldn't understand" when I ask if anything is wrong.

He's scheduled to be here in California tonight. He'll be arriving around 7 pm so I'm currently making dinner for him. I asked him what he wanted and he said a home cooked meal. Being that he's from Korea I asked him whats his favorite home cooked meal that his mom makes and he told me "You're not my mother, so why would you want to make what she makes?"

I left it alone after that and just decided to make him American dishes. I'm making my favorites and various meats. Honestly i'm making too much and I started very early this morning at about 4. Now it was 2 pm and my dad and little sister were here.

"Honey, that's a lot of food. You say you and this young man have only been together for 5 months and you're going all out for him. Are you sure this isn't....too much?"

"Dad, I don't know what he likes so its not too much, plus I'm giving you and Joy some of everything. You won't have to cook for at least a week. That's a good thing."

"I just don't want to see you hurt. If you're dating shouldn't you know his favorite thing to eat?"

"Daddy...please." I said suddenly feeling scared.

Yoongi has seemed really moody lately. I just want to fix it. We cant break up before we really even have a chance.

"Alright baby girl. Make sure I get a lot of those potatoes. You know I can eat those everyday." He said pointing over my shoulder at the huge pot of potatoes I was boiling on the stove.

"Of course, daddy."

I was making mashed potatoes, cornbread, corn beef and cabbage, chicken (both fried and baked), steak, corn, string beans, broccoli, asparagus, macaroni and cheese, sweet potatoes, ribs, spaghetti and salmon croquettes, rice, pork chops and biscuits. I know its a lot but I don't know what he likes. I also made a gumbo.

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I stepped out of the shower at 7pm on the nose.  I didn't want to see him for the first time in months smelling like chicken and grease. Major turn off.

Assuming it was safe to dress comfortably I put on leggings and a graphic tee. Then I combed my wet hair into a single braided ponytail.

Next was for me to wait. I sat down in my living room and texted my sister. She was asking me how the date was, to keep her updated and to ask about the other guys in BTS.

I texted her back telling her that she doesn't need any type of feedback on my dating life cause she's too young. But I told her I will ask about her "boys".

I was switching between different apps when I finally got a text from Yoongi. It said he was close.

I stood up because I was feeling way too anxious. Pacing back in forth between my couches.

Finally the door bell rang. Quickly, I walked to the front door. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door.

In front of me was Yoongi. His face was pretty expressionless but he looked good. Better than I remembered. As I stared at the handsome man before me I began to smile. "Hey Yoongi." I said as I stepped aside so he could come in. "Hey." He said walking in. He watched me close and lock the door but didn't say anything else. "You.....you look good. How was the flight?" I asked as I tried to think of something to say. "Thanks. It was....long. So..." he replied as he adjusted his bag. "I'm sorry. But atleast you get to relax and get comfortable tonight right?" "Right." He said dryly. I could see he was still irritable and grouchy like he's been all month. Hopefully food would fix it.

"Well, you can just drop your bag right by the stairs and we can eat. I know you're hungry after that long flight."

He nodded his head as he walked slowly to put his bag down.

I lead him into the kitchen. "Okay, so there is a lot of stuff here. I didn't know what you would like so I made lots of different stuff. So eat what you like." I handed him a plate and stepped back.

He took it and walked over to the island. Every time he opened a lid or top I would tell him what it is. Occasionally I would apologize because he didn't know what it was. It was a nerve wracking thing, I felt so nervous watching him.

Once he filled his plate he asked for another one. After handing him one he filled it with all of the meat I made.

He walked over to the table and sat down with both of his plates. "Do you need me to heat anything up?" I asked.

"No." I nodded once before I walked off to make my own. When I sat down in front of him I was shocked to see how much he had already eaten. I didn't say anything though, and we ate in silence because I didn't want to upset him. ————

After dinner he had got up and went straight to the sink to wash out his dishes. I began putting food away in the fridge. Thank god for my dad taking home half of everything cause I wouldn't have had enough space for this.

When I found a place for everything I noticed Suga was leaning against the wall by the doorway watching me. "You okay?" I asked as I walked over to him, "Yeah. Where can we sit and talk?"

I led us to the living room and sat down on the couch. He stood a few feet in front of me. He was just looking at me, standing there with his hands in his pocket. "What's wrong Yoongi?" "Thank you for dinner." He bypassed my question. "It was my pleasure." I told him genuinely.

A few moments of silence passed before he spoke again. "You have a nice house." "Thank you." I replied. "It's um....really nice. Like, big and extravagant." "Yes.....you could say that." "How are you able to afford it?" I was taken aback. Like what was this about? Why was he concerned? "I don't have to "afford" it." I use air quotes when I said afford. "It's mine. I bought it, I own it. I'm able to pay my bills thanks to my job." I could feel my attitude coming on. "As a hairstylist?" "Yes." "Hairstylist money bought you this house?" "Not completely, but hairstylist money has provided me with all of the things inside of it." "Okay, so what did you do to get money for the house." "Excuse me?" "How were you able to afford the house?" "Okay. Wait just a second. What is this about, and what are you getting at? It seems like you have something to say and it would probably just be easier if you get to the point."

"Okay..."

I shrugged my shoulders in a "ok and i'm waiting" gesture.

"Well what I'm really trying to ask....is.....do you do anything else to get money?"

I stared at him unblinking for quite some time.

"Say it."

"I did."

"No, say what you think I do for money."

Now it was his turn to stare at me, unblinking.

"hello?"

"Alright, fine." He took a deep breath. "Are you a stripper?"

5...4...3...2...1.

"Are you fucking serious right now?"

He looked surprised by my outburst, but then he covered his reaction with a stoic expression.

"People who shouldn't even know who you are do, and a few of my friends from Korea say you look familiar and they only come to America for 1 thing. Lets not forget to mention the types of pictures you take and your.....butt."

"So....some Korean people that probably think all black people look the same got you thinking I'm a stripper? And my butt? My butt? I don't even know what to say to that. It's big yeah but it's not fake. People know who I am because I work with celebrities and I am damn good at my job. And excuse the hell out of me for sending you pictures of me. I didn't know that you would think I was a stripper because of it. The money for the house came from my mom's insurance and will after her death. Fuck you Yoongi." I stood up and walked past him out to the foyer. Before going up the stairs I turned around. "You can sleep in whatever room you want, and anything you may need should be in there. If you don't mind being in my fucking stripper house." Then I proceeded up the stairs.

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An hour had gone by since I came upstairs. I was in my room fuming when my phone rang. It was Yoongi. I waited until it stopped ringing so I could continue watching videos on my phone.

A few seconds later my door opened. I looked up from my phone and seen Yoongi standing in my doorway. He was wearing a white t-shirt and shorts so I'm assuming he just showered.

"(y/n)."

"What?"

"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. Very sorry. I don't know what I was I thinking. Or why I thought what I said made sense. I'm sorry for my disrespect."

I wanted to forgive him but I just couldn't shake my attitude. I was so mad. Just as I was about to express my frustrations he began talking.

"Look, lately I've been frustrated. I was feeling like this, us, was a bad idea. We live so far apart and have such different cultures it was overwhelming to think of all of the work we have to do to actually have a relationship. Then on top of that we hardly know each other because we don't have experiences together, sure we "told" each other everything we think there is to know about ourselves but that's never enough. I didn't want to make a commitment without truly knowing you. You understand?"

"So now what?"

"I don't know. We can't cram everything into my free days. We just don't have enough time to truly get to know each other. So....I don't know."

"Sounds like you know to me." I said.

He looked down, then off to the side.

"Well, whatever you decide, I'm....cool with." I lied. "But as I said before, make yourself comfortable anywhere you'd like. My home is still open to you while you're here."

"Thank you." He said.

There was brief moment of silence before he waved and then walked out of the room.

I wanted to cry I was so mad. I just felt like we haven't even tried. But that's what my forward ass gets for always tryna make something happen.

————— I had just finished eating lunch when I walked out to my backyard. I turned on my speakers and Lupe Fiasco boomed through. I started stretching before I began playing basketball. I'm too lazy to stay in shape in other ways so I always use this as my opportunity for cardio every week. I could do more but I'm not.

35 minutes into my "cardio" I heard someone say wow from behind me. Turning around, I saw Yoongi on the patio watching me. I'm still a little salty so I just continued what I was doing without acknowledging him further. A little while later Yoongi caught the basketball after I missed the shot.

"You play basketball?" "All throughout grade school. Stopped in college." I said wiping the sweat off my forehead with the towel I kept in my pocket. "You never told me that." "Oh." "Can I play?" "Sure." I was about to turn and leave but he stopped me. "I mean with you." He said. "Oh...yeah. Sure."

As we were playing one on one I noticed that he was a really defensive player. So far I had just been playing politely but the more the game went on, the more I saw his face, the angrier I got. So now, I was gonna play for real.

My shift in stance and seriousness didn't go unnoticed by Yoongi. He smirked. He thought he would by pass me but he couldn't. I was there, guarding him at every turn and move he made. The only thing he could do was try to take the shot. When he went for it, I stole the ball. After making my shot his mouth dropped open. When I came back to him and passed him the ball I told him to close his mouth before something flew in. Immediately he closed it shut. His face changed too and I noticed he was now determined to win. Good. He'll be crying by the end of this game.

I won. Much to Yoongi's dismay. "You're good." He told me as he stood there breathing heavily. "So are you." Before he could say anything else I went into my house. I went straight to my bathroom to shower. Maybe 10 minutes of being in there I heard a knock on the door. I ignored it. I was still in my feelings so I really didn't want to talk to Yoongi. I heard the door open but didn't care. "(Y/n)." Yoongi said. "What?" "Can I talk to you." "You are already...so..." "Why are you being so cold to me?" I bursted out into laughter. Real belly aching laughter. "Okay. I guess I understand that." Yoongi said. "Look, you never told me that you played ball. That's an example of what I mean about us not knowing everything due to our distance." "Okay." I said nonchalantly. "That's something we could've bonded over." "Mhm." He sighed loudly. "It's difficult to be with someone when you don't have things in common." "We had a lot of things in common Yoongi, basketball isn't the only thing." "Like what?" He asked. I inwardly rolled my eyes as I washed my hair. "Nothing. Cause you obviously didn't take much interest in our conversations to notice." "It hard to notice someone's characteristics through the phone. So if you don't say it directly then I don't know."

"I could say I'm a serial killer, but just because I said it doesn't make it true."

"Okay I wouldn't think you would lie to me about who you are though." He said catching my hint.

"People lie everyday B." "What?" "Nothing." "How can you be...upset with me, when you know you haven't told me things about you. You know I love basketball but you didn't tell me that you did too. What else haven't you told me? The reason I was so frustrated was because I felt like I didn't know you."

"I showed you everything about myself, it's not my fault if you couldn't tell."

"We live on opposite sides of the world.....I can't decipher you over the phone."

"I know that you're sensitive, introverted, playful, strong, ambitious, stubborn and caring to the ones you love without you having to tell me. Important things I've noticed over the phone without you being direct and telling me. It's not about being able to decipher me over the phone it's about wanting to know me or not. You didn't care to know me. That's the problem. And I mean.....it's okay. You don't have to be interested in me. But don't try to make it seem like it's because of things I didn't say."

He was quiet for quite some time. The whole time it took me to wash the conditioner out of my hair it was silent.

Not caring to wait for his response I stepped out of the shower. I grabbed my towel off the rack and began drying off quickly. Then I wrapped the towel around my body and walked over to the mirror to view my curls I've worked so hard to make prominent. The mirror was too foggy to see out of. I turned to the door, where Yoongi was frozen. His cheeks were slightly pink and his mouth was open.

I didn't care that he saw me naked. "Excuse me." I said. He stepped aside from in front of the door and opened it for me. I walked out into my room and grabbed my hair towel that I keep folded tightly by my vanity and dried my hair to stop it from dipping. When I saw my curls I smiled. "Yessss. Okay now curls." I said to myself. I was very proud that my natural curl pattern was a lot more defined now.

I walked over to one of my dressers and started taking out clothes to wear when my phone rang. It was my little sister.

"Hey Joy." I said using her nickname mom gave her. "Hey Pride. Um....I know Suga is there but I need your help." "Now what does Suga being here have to do with anything? You know you can come over here no matter what. What do you need help with?" "My hair." She laughed. "Oh I'm thinking it was an emergency or something, but okay. Is dad gonna bring you?" "Yes. We'll be there in like 30 minutes." "Okay." "Bye love you." "Love you too."

I hung up and began getting dressed. "Do you want me to leave?" Yoongi asked. "You already seen me naked there's no difference now." I said. "No not because of that because your family is coming over."

I looked at him, and noticed that he wasn't looking at me. I sighed.

"Of course I don't want you to leave. You only have one day left to relax. You can stay here." "Okay." He said before he walked out of the room. ————

"Wow." I turned around and saw Suga near the stairs behind me. "What?" I asked as I finished locking the door my family just left out of. He didn't answer me right away. He walked over to me and stopped when we were practically touching. "You're.......amazing." I blinked. "Why do you say that?" "The way you are with your family. It's......adorable....and I like it." I thought about how Suga watched very interestedly as I did my sister's hair, how he talked to dad about music and both of their careers and how he seemed to really enjoy the conversation. It was so attractive to me, to see him being so pleasant with them and seeming relaxed. That didn't matter now though.

"Thanks." I said "Sure." He smiled at me. "You know what I know about you?" He asked. "What?" "You're caring." He kissed me. My body, moving on its own accord made me kiss him back immediately. Unfortunately he broke the kiss. "You're protective." He kissed me again. "Silly." Kiss "Outgoing" Kiss "Smart" Kiss "Hot headed" Kiss "And beautiful." Kiss. Every time he pulled away from me I felt like I was being deprived of something. His soft but passionate kisses made me feel weak in the knees. Before I could deepen this kiss he pulled away from me. "And you know how to play basketball." He laughed. "Shutup." I laughed before pulling him back to me for another kiss. I was finally able to kiss him the way I wanted to. It turned into a full blown make-out session in my foyer. After what felt like hours Yoongi broke the kiss. "You know what else I know?" He asked me. "What?" "You have a stripper booty." He said as he grabbed my butt playfully. I straight faced him and pushed him away, causing him to laugh out loud. "Too soon? I'm sorry." He said between his laughter. "Ha ha ha." I said dryly trying to walk past him. He grabbed my hand and pulled me back. Back into a kiss. Making me forget I'm supposed to be mad at him.

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Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Injury | Insecurity | Part 4 |

[tylerwritez]

Hey guys its uhhh Saturday July 3rd 2021 9:53 a.m.

I literally got 1-2 hours of sleep •_• because I was up into the earliest hours of the morning talking to Jay and Ariel.

... Its homophobic that Jay was away /j :P and not in my room that night because... how do I say this without saying too much... he turns me on, simple. He's in LEDUC. DUDE. COME BACK I WANT TO FUCK YOU /HJ

I told him this before you guys, but my brain does this thing where it randomly sends me back to some memory and I have to live through the feelings yknow? And I twitch a bit. Well my brain has been sending me back to almost entirely memories of him now. And it's. Not even funny. My crush on him grows...

Oh well, I'm patient.

The forums last night were as usual, unhelpful. My dad looks at me as if I'm a tragedy, as if my skin is a crime scene, and we have a total of *drumroll* TWO COMMENTS! One of them was okay in helpfulness. They mostly just wanted to write about their tattoo cover up of their scars but. They were right about how you are the only person who gets to decide what you think about your scars.

If he thinks of me like that... doesnt mean I HAVE to think of my own self that same way.

So true.

Next person said maybe he doesnt think I'm damaged, maybe hes just gawking at the damage done to me?? And how he couldnt stop it?

And like isnt that the same thing honestly.

Oh hey, yeah I gotta tell you about TODAY. not yesterday or last night.

Well uhm I just woke up on my BEDFRAMELESS BED Cos they packed it and left me with the MATRESS xD (I wonder if this is their way of cockblocking me /j)

I got ready and uh I was told like, GET THE FUCK UP DUDE WE R GOING TO THE LAKE RIGHT FUCKING NOWWW

So I'm rushing 2 get ready... well not really rushing. I don't rush. I was getting ready. I go to brush my hair and theres NO BRUSH. ITS BEEN PACKED???? WHAT???

I did my best with what I had on hand and then we left

I'm in the car with my friend and annoying ass sister right now and I got music on

We got Tim Hortons (muffin + ice capp) for breakfast (already over my cal limit... •_• as if that's getting followed nowadays)

lol I dont usually eat breakfast tho so I'll try to skip lunch or have a light lunch, so it doesn't mess me up.

Right now as we are driving to the lake... it's mostly canola fields. Theres lots of canola grown where I'm from lol, just drive a little bit out and you'll see the fields and fields of bright yellow like millions of little highlighters sticking up from the grass. I cant make them out individually though... still waiting on those contact lenses.

Again, I'm patient.

I don't think we're super far out... I mean theres still lots of cars, signs, farms, roadside ads, trees, uh, shrubs, and if we WERE further out the land would be more bare... #grassland #praries #Alberta

Also the sun just makes everyhting look more alive.

Oh NOO IM DESCRIBING THE SCENERY... boring!

Idk. There isn't much to discuss, I'm just listening to music because I'm content with just that. If I come up with anything funny/Insightful(?) I'm gonna make a twitter draft.

10:17 a.m, signing off temporarily,

Judas/Jude Shepard.

4:25 p.m.

We got to the lake, talked, got ice cream, talked, went in the #water... lake stuff.

My friend was gushing over this guy and like...  DILF. IF YOU SAW HIM... xD of course I'm just looking though. He just had big pecs which is attractive to me, and the overall build with these broad shoulders XD.

Tbh? I know me and Jay are TECHNICALLY not dating, but I feel like I'm dedicated to him. That's probably because of my crush on him but oh well.

I just keep thinking horny thoughts it's a plague within my brainnnnn and I know its his fault

I did end up asking him but by then he had already logged off so.... he'll respond soon and I gotta be ready. It appears that my mom is signing up for a Christian dating app... we'll see how that goes.

As for Jay's responding, I'll just tell him nevermind.

Anwyays we are headed back, possibly to the bookstore, possibly home.

I KNOW I talk a lot about the same things but that's because I'm infatuated with them.

I'm infatuated with... him.

I think of him in my mind and bam instant horny

I'll try to think of soemthing else,,, this is. Uh. Inconvenient right now.

I'll keep updating you though lol.

Hope I'm not annoying talking about Jay all the time.

I AM doing other stuff, I have a life. I just... I guess I unintentionally highlight certain parts a lot.

11:55 p.m.

IM EXHAUSTED GODDAMNIT MY DAD WAS MAD AT me...

... I wanted to ask to go to my friends house tommorowbut my dad is pissed at me for... closing my door??? dude omg hes like “what were you doing for two hours with the door closed” uhm reading? on my phone? jacking off? im a normal person lol. i said reading and on my phone which IS true and he said”sure...” all  sarcastic WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY?? YEAH I JACKED OFF???? stfu

hes not even mad at me hes mad cos my mom is goign on a date lolDONT TAKE IT OUT ON ME STFU

I'm dead.

So I didnt ask cos I was scared shitless lmaooo but I have an appointment anwyays so it works out.

I just read a bunch of this comic called outcast. That's it really. Now I'm gonna sleep after I post to twitter a bit...

ALSO I asked Jay finally about uh. Yeah. Scarring. and he said beauty is in the eye of the beholder. He said I was hot but then he said that on the other hand it feels weird when he runs his hands over them, but in general, he loves me.

So he said "I don't care if you have scars or not, you're still you"

I love him honestly hes so supportive.

I admit I'm a bit sad thinking they feel weird but honestly? Yeah. They do. I felt up my leg where the scars are to check and it feels like hard ribs/ridges to the touch of a hand but he still thinks I'm pretty so I'm not gonna let the scars get me down. Cos I'm still me. It's just scars. Doesn't affect anything.

:,)

Also erin found a hagstone!!!

Gn,

Jude Shepard

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wilfred (2011) - season 1 ep1 “happiness” review

ok so today were reviewing fucking "wilfred" basically its a story about a depressed guy who tried to kill himself but he failed because hes a pushover in life and even suicide is mocking him yea jk actually his sis prescribed him placebo so the meds he used in his suicide attempt were useless yada yada

then he sees his neighbours (on who he tots have the hots for) dog as a man and hes like lol wtf why is there a furry standing in my yard? im not into dogplay dudette, please dont do this to me ah-

unfortunately for him the chick, on the next day asks to take care of her dog meanwhile because idk shit happens in her house? and she has to work? yea something like that so anyway he accepts because hes into her and out of it aswell more out of it than anything tho

our man, ryan is pretty disturbed but it happens anyway he has NO control over his life so why would he have control on  a dog fursuit wearing 40 yo man? yea exactly wouldnt make sense

wilfred enters his house and smoke a damn bong thats right, a very efficient way to introduce what kind of character were up against see, jason gann has the perfect face for such character looking all dirty in that suit with a big ass black painted dog nose you gotta think "that dawgs up to no good" and youd be damn right keep reading to discover why so basically nm happens in this episode if it isnt the setting of all the shit because well ryan has a lot of issues and its gonna get worse you cant believe this dog is gonna make things better for ryan not really hes just scamming the loser with cheap tricks and drugs

btw after (trying) to vape or w/e with wilfred, the man falls asleep, wakes up because his sis whos a bitch, remember her

its important to spot whos a bitch in each show ill be reviewing its pretty easy to balance whos the antagonist and who isnt although it often is much more complexe than that which is why im here making it all very easy and very interesting, aside from lost cases like the magic school bus i cant make that shit any worse nor TOO better like i have limited power my reviews are sike but some shows are just nah back to our whipped cream: ryans depression: he is jobless ok? so his sis is mad that he doesnt make the effort to come work and do what he has to also he used to be a lawyer btw because his father wanted him to be and then his father died and he lost his job and he hated being a lawyer so w/e but he also seemingly lost all reasons to live and redacted more than one suicide letter so im not sure what to think about it he was really eager to die yknow his sis couldnt care less tho its like "yo stop ruining my image im trynna get you a job in my hospital fuckface" yea see that why shes an inconsiderate bitch

so instead of going to work because of wilfred, ryan takes him for a while btw that vermin also tries to get elijah (the actor playing ryan is elijah wood obvs btw so this series already gets 5 points to begin with i dont make the rules) to throw a tennis ball and dont forget this ball ok? its gonna come back and start a whole drama its the beginning of our adventure a ball

next theyre in a restauration thing eating chips and drinking a beer together dog and his friend then the waitress comes and

happens the tiddies eating, it almost one fucking minute im sure we could all feel the embarassement of having your animal rubbing its balls and penis against your friend whos over for the nights leg in the middle of spring and youre just trying to get it back but wow the hormones are hitting it hard its like a cleaning robot vibrating on a grandma whos cardiacs chest and you trynna take that little asshole away but for some reason its rubbed in olive oil so not only does it reeks of olive, its also slippery as heck and you can see your grandma spasmming on her soon-to-be deathbed, she has spasms for god sake no the robot no someone stop it from stimulating the old ladys torso ah shit marguerite died after drowning in her drooling 

not even died of an heart attack nah, it was such a messy death she suffered so much no one could do anything its like the robot was sentient yknow and well same goes for wilfred hes making it on purpose but uses the excuse : he likes the boobs it nothing personal, ryan

w/e they leave after paying (not for the side tits tho, it was a freebie for dogs) after that shit happens (i wont spoil you EVERYTHING, im just painting a pic here ok?) at this point you could wonder "is wilfred being a dick on purpose or its just about said instincts? how much percentage of his behavior is actually dog and how much is ryans mind (the guy is deranged  there is no denying that but how much? )) whats sure is that his owner likes her dog vm and hes maining that chick

good for him? but it also happens that before that, elijah just threw the ball above the gate and into his much less friendly neighbour because he was sick of the dog asking to throw it and so yea, there is a tension between ryan and wilfred not any kind of tension, exactly the kind of elija x reader fanfic i wanted to read except pov: im a canine furry and i smoke weed on a daily basis and im a jackass

theyre almost breaking up someone does something about it i was seriously getting into it wow oh no fuck look at me tearing one or two here

rip their new born bromance? or... is it all there is to it? well see no obviously its the problem we were waiting for because when our fella enters back home and idk whatever else happens its night and his sister comes home and she goes all "lol actually i gave you placebo itd be dangerous otherwise you numbfuck" but shes quickly muted once our man notices his dog friend in his yard... its time for a reunion a heart to heart conversation to proceed so he has to ditch his sis which he casually does bros before hoes

its again about the ball which HE WILL go and fetch by passing over the fence to get in neighbours yard but damn it cant be just that? wouldnt it make a lame crappy story? we need some actions, we got the tits, the beer, no job, delinquency has no limit so fuck it says the dog as he smashes the window and enters the bikers house because he SMELLS (like he smells the shit streaks you have on your pants) the weed, ryan is like "no fuck bro no shit fuck ah-" then sees the damn weed which they steal ok? hes really a pushover he has not got the right idea of stopping being one because thats what his new friends supposed to be here for yknow trynna get his loser into a winner, that lil camper gotta level up his game, go get into the business of life barging in kicking the door to enter, no shame nor hesitation were trying to make him STEP UP for HIMSELF but guess what? ill tell you later or itd be a spoil in a spoil surely a bad paradoxal medium w/e business going on blablabla theyre up to no good thats for sure as sure as how much ryans actually enjoy this the mans into this pee slash poop affair:

spoiler alert: he does it and

im just quoting him here : he never felt more alive nor glad to be so i guess thats whats life about shitting in peoples affair, stealing weed plants and quitting your job on your first day (you havent showed up tho so w/e you never really worked in that place no one knows you its all good you can get back in that place looking innocent and smiling with your broken ribs "yea nah i never had a job here and ditched yall huh" thats foxy of him kinda but not really since he had no intention back then to do anything for himself it was all strings pulled by a fucking dog hilarious really im having a kick haha no

so what next? theyre best friends? man and dog, a wonderful friendship happens he has no more family to support him but HE HAS A DOG guys he was so into it im feeling sorry for this hobot-to-be schizophrenic man

i wont spoil you but trust me when i say not to trust a furry who eats tits on your first date

in conclusion: it was a pretty decent first episode ill update my final thoughts on the first season once im done watching it but so far its recommandable the camera work is pretty cool like its not just thoughtless filming we actually have a nice feel to it, the setting of the series is esthetically pleasing you get nice colors and it aint boring, its not like a FRIENDS episode yknow? dawg i dislike how boring it looks filming wise for start but damn i aint reviewing FRIENDS rn so next, the comedy? after all its a comedy genre series not a drama, idk if id review an actual depressive show on here thatd bum the vibe out ok? i know im making all my revs awesome w/e it is that i choose to rate and comment but still im serving you a plate of my finest sheez not any fizzle in the mizzle ok?

anyway yea the humor aint bad, i havent laughed my ass of but i did find it amusing to watch the jokes may actually kick in in the second episode ill have to update this rev alright? just hang on to your balls peeps this fam will serve in due time

rating: 7,5/10 scenery/camera work 7/10 comedy 8/10 interest/entertaining points total: 7,5/10 for a first episode is fine enough to be recommanded, like a "give it a chance" sorta case yknow isnt the most hilarious show youll watch but its fine especially if youre into homoromantic tension between a furry and elijah wood 

jk 

tg, out

[vellihor]

選擇 ° chpt 2.

genre 》 skz mafia!au

word count 》 1857

warning 》 angst, violence, gore, etc.

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YUBIN

i knocked a few times on changbin's door. i roll my eyes as i hear loud rap music being blasted on the other side of the door. i slide the door open anyways. i see changbin punching furiously at the punching bag.

i walk over to the speaker to stop the blaring music, only to have my brother spin around to glare at me. seeing me, he hesitates before taking off his boxing gloves and hanging them up on the rack. i toss a towel at him, grossed out at the sweat dripping down his body. as he caught the towel in midair and cocked an eyebrow at me.

" we havent had sibling heart to heart talk in a long while changbin."

he motioned for me to sit down on his bed. which i graciously took up his offer on. i hugged his plushie, gyu, the only clean thing around the room. i watch as he pulls out a fresh shirt from his closet. he drags a chair from his desk to sit infront of me. then i decide to start the ball rolling.

" so whats your deal with minjung? hm? "  

i see him facepalm himself and groan into his palm. because changbin was older than me by two years, he always had trouble opening up to me. he felt as if he was not doing a good job as an older brother. thats why i started this heart to heart talk between the two of us. i waited as he lifted his head to look at me, thinking about how to put it in words.

" that woman simply ticks me off. shes single-handedly the most stubborn person i have met- "

" says you. "

i pressed my lips in a thin line as changbin gave me an unamused expression.

" i dont know we just dont work well together. i work well with anyone and everyone except her. she hates my guts, i hate her guts. we are even. then chan has to force us to work together. to be honest, i thought making the situation worse would make chan rethink about this shitty paring. guess i was wrong. "

" well from my point of view, i think the both of you should try to tolerate each other. i mean you have always been good at tolerating people. why not just tolerate each other. you guys cant jump at the first chance to kill each other. who knows maybe you guys will end up liking each other. "

he grabs a nearby soft toy and chucks it at me. probably from my last sentence. but i see him slowly consider my words.

" then whats with you and hyunjin trying to send each other to your respective graves huh? "

" thats a different situation! "

" mhmm tell me. how so? "

" ugh youre impossible. "

" lets make a deal then. if you try to get along with hyunjin, i promise to try to get along with minjung. "

i eyed him suspiciously and stuck out my pinky. he locked his pinky with mine. he shot me his goofy smile. i scoff at him as i lay down on his bed. he lies down next to me and we stay in a comfortable silence, staring at the ceiling. until i break the silence.

" do you ever miss mum and dad? "

he pauses before replying.

" all the time. i just wish they didnt leave so soon. maybe then we wouldnt have ended up like this. sure we have been through tougher things but i wonder how different things will be if they were still here. "

" remember that time we stole from the convenience store? we nearly ended up in jail. i still cant believe we survived by ourselves for so many years. "

he chuckles softly as he recalls the memories. ever since our parents died in a fire, changbin and i have always been relying on each other. i vaguely remember changbin sitting on the pavement and bawling his eyes out. his head was buried in his two hands as he sat there trying to comprehend the life-changing situation he had experienced. i remember twelve year old me being lost and clueless, wandering about in the crowd that had formed in front of the building. changbin shot up as soon as he heard my voice and engulfed me in a hug. the both of us had tried so hard to forget about that incident. but one of us would get a nightmare about it every now and then.

it has been five years since chan took us in and decided that we would have family members to look out for us. now we feel like SK is our family.

i watch as changbin stands up from the bed and looks at me in disdain before snatching gyu out of my hands. he strokes gyu before placing it down on the bed. changbin offers his hand to help me stand up. but i know better than to fall for that trick again. i push off the bed on my own. changbin looks offended that i didnt take his hand. i punched his left arm before walking towards the door. he gives me a look of pure pain and disbelief, while holding his left arm.

" did you just-? did you not hold back anything in that punch?"

" come on. dinner is about to be done. i bet you a hundred bucks that grandpa woojin is going to complain about how nobody helped him to prepare dinner. "

i chuckle as i slide the door open. i walked to living room, spotting hyunjin playing pool. changbin nudged me towards him. i scowled at my brother, only to have him flip me off. he shooed me off, mouthing "get along with him".

i walked to the pool table and picked up a cue stick. hyunjin pretended to not see me. i was going to give up being nice. but changbin was watching from the sofa. so i resorted to poking hyunjin in his ribs with the cue stick to get his attention. hyunjin saw it coming and dodged it before i even hit his ribcage. he sneered at me. i scoffed and threw my hands up.

changbin was still watching from the sofa. i took a deep breath before speaking.

" best out of three. loser treats the winner to a round of drinks. "

i sigh in relief as i see hyunjin consider my offer, nod and reset the pool table. i look towards changbin. he was giving me two thumbs up. i grin widely at him as i see him being awkward with minjung, who had just came out of the shower. he was trying so hard to start a conversation without being weird.

i turn my attention to hyunjin.

" ladies first. "

" wow hyunjin is being a gentleman for the first time. "

" hey take it or leave it. "

i say nothing as i rest my cue stick on my fingers.

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HYUNJIN

i eye the woman infront of me suspiciously. her behaviour seemed too abnormal today. she was actually being nice to me. just to clarify, that has never happened. ever.

yubin clears her throat and gestures to the pool table.

"um.... so i won and drinks after dinner are on you,"

i shrug and continue staring at her unknowingly, watching her put the cuestick down and run to the kitchen to help woojin with dinner.

i snap out of it when woojin shouted for everyone to eat dinner. i walked over to the dining table with jisung. dinner was the usual. everybody was talking loudly and enjoying dinner.

i noticed that changbin and minjung were talking to each other. i scrunched my nose in confusion. i nudged seungmin.

"whats with changbin and minjung?"

"what?"

"nobody realises that theyre being friendly to each other ????"

"yeah no dumbass. they are on a truce. they just said it just now. pay attention to the table conversation will you?"

"ouch, no need to snap at me like that. that hurt my feelings."

my mind wandered to yubin being not-so-hostile to me. she DID try to puncture my ribs with the cuestick.

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after dinner, i brought two bottles of beer up to the roof. i looked around looking for yubin but i couldnt see her anywhere.

"did she just bail on me?" i thought.

just then, i spotted a dark ball snuggled into one of the many oversized beanbags that jisung bought. i walked over to see her looking up at the sky. i plopped myself on the beanbag next to hers.

"so whats up there that got you staring for so long?"

she doesnt even look at me. no acknowledgement of my presence whatsoever. i scoff at her.

"wow so youre not even going to reply me? even after i got you beer? come on you have got to be kidding me."

after a few minutes of silence, i hear soft snoring coming from my right. "no way. no fucking way. is she sleeping?" unsure of what i had just heard, i snapped my head to look at her. leaning in closer to check if she was indeed asleep. upon a closer look, i realise i have been sitting next to a sleeping yubin.

i sigh as i sink back into my beanbag while taking a swig out of the bottle in my hand. after a few minutes, she stretches and somehow manages to hit my eye in a state of half conciousness. my right hand presses against the injured part. she recoils in shock and grabs onto my arm. her face was full of worry and she was starting the panic.

"ohmygod ohmygod i am so sorry. fuck fuck fuck. you need ice. wait here im going to go get ice for you. do not move."

i chuckle at her and removed my right hand.

"im not injured you dumbass. that was payback for making me wait for you to wake up."

she freezes with an unreadable expression. i stiffen at her reaction. she then slowly sinks back down in her beanbag with an almost inaudible "oh".

the atmosphere becomes awkward again. yubin clears her throat and reaches for her bottle of beer.

"um yubin?"

"what?"

"thats my bottle."

.

.

.

"yea i know. my bottle isnt open yet."

*awkward silence yet again*

*caw caw caw*

"so,, um hyunjin, do you have any siblings?"

*caw caw caw*

"uh....... sure yea of course i do. i have a twin sister and an older brother. my twin sister went missing when we were five and my older brother ran away from home when i was seven."

i looked over at yubin to see her mumbling to herself.

"hey dont worry its fine. really."

she looks at me with a forced smile.

"and your parents- ohmygod i just asked a stupid question didnt i? ah fuck sorry. im bad at this."

i let out a loud laugh as she facepalms herself. she gives me a questioning look.

"hey hey relax. no need to panic so much. just breathe okay? and yes to answer your question, i do have parents. both are healthy and fully alive."

"what about you, yubin? whats your story?"

"where do i even start?"

[teenwolimagines]

Part One

Theo had tried not to use all the hot water, he really tried. 

After sneaking into the high school locker room using cold water for as long as he had he couldn’t help himself.

Before he knew it the water went from almost scalding to barely luke warm.

He stepped out the shower and managed to find a towel in the cabinet.

He was about to head into the guestroom (Y/N) had offered to him, but he couldn’t keep his eyes off the door leading to her bedroom.

An effortless sniff of the air told him she was still in the kitchen making dinner.

Dinner.

He couldn’t remember the last time he’d had dinner, even before he had gotten taken. His “parents” weren’t very fond of him, more so terrified of him, not that he could blame them. The point is they didn’t exactly bake him cookies.

Even though there was a small part of him that wanted to snoop in her room, there was a larger part of him that didn’t want to disrespect the only person whose shown him any kindness since Scott left town.

So he made his way to the guestroom, it was then he realized he didn’t have any clothes to change into.

He didn’t want to put on the same clothes he’d just taken off, he was about to accept his fate when he saw a pile of clothes on the bed with a note on top.

Some of my dad’s clothes, might be a bit big but I doubt you’d fit my night gown lol.

Theo let out a chuckle before getting dressed.

The clothes were far too big for him, but they were clean and comfortable.

‘Theo! Dinner is ready!’ (Y/N) called from the kitchen.

Theo will never admit to how fast he got down those stairs, but he nearly ripped the kitchen door off the hinges.

‘Oh!’ (Y/N) gasped.

‘Sorry.’ he apologized absentmindedly as he looked at the spread on the table.

Steak, roasted potato, corn on the cob, french bread and sparkling cider.

‘It’s fine, should have guessed you’d be hungry. Go on and sit down, I’ll fix you a plate. You don’t have any food allergies do you?’ (Y/N) asked.

‘None.’

‘Great, I guess I should have asked before I started, but you were in the shower already and...well.’ she rambled as she made the plate.

‘Anyway, here you go, two rib eyes, corn on the cob, enough potatoes to kill you and of course I’m going to give you carbs.’ she joked as she sat the plate down.

Theo was just barely fighting the urge to dig in, he should wait for (Y/N) to finish making her own plate.

‘Don’t let me stop you, I didn’t make this food just for instagram. Eat, stuff your face, I’ll give you a get out of jail free card for bad manners.’

Theo didn’t need any persuading, he demolished the plate in front of him, the steak bones were cleaned, not a kernel was left on the cob, not a trace of potato or even a crumb was left from the bread.

‘That was sinfully good.’ Theo all but moaned as he sat back.

‘Wash it own with a drink?’ the strange girl offered pouring him a glass of cider.

‘Thank you.’ Theo said as he took the glass.

‘It’s just a drink, not even the good kind.’ she winked.

‘No, its not. You...you got me out of that ticket with the cop, and that was more than enough. Then you brought me here, let me use your shower, cooked me an actual meal, offered me a place to stay for the night.’ Theo said sincerely.

Theo hadn’t been so sincere and thankful in so long, he had almost forgotten the feeling. 

‘Hey, you can stay here for as long as you like, I texted my parents and they are totally fine with it. As long as you sleep in the guestroom and quoting my dad “keep your dirty boy eyes and hands off me” then they cant wait to meet you.’ she smiled before finishing her meal.

She’d only finished her corn and bread by the time Theo had finished his plate.

‘Go ahead and finish the last steak, I usually fill myself up on the bread anyway. Seriously Theo, relax a bit, you won’t offend me or anything and I’m not going to throw you out if you eat too much. Think of me as the annoying sister you didn’t ask for, because trust me I will annoy at some point.’

Theo let a small chuckle past his lips.

‘Maybe you will, but no matter how annoying you might eventually be, I will still be thankful and in your debt.’ Theo replied.

‘Well in that case you can do the dishes while I take a shower.’ (Y/N) said as she stood up.

Theo watched in mild guilt as she headed upstairs.

He headed to the sink and got started on the dishes, as he was watching a pan a startled gasp hit his ears.

‘Theo!’

‘Sorry!’

[setsunatama3]

Chapter 9: the sunny dragon makes its move and the first day of class

Chapter 9: the sunny dragon makes its move and the first day of class

After a prank well played and a trip to the dorms for a shower. And a change of clothes Naruto headed to his library to get some casual reading done. A few hours later, Kurama walked in and hopped into his lap. "Brat we need to talk." Kurama communicated through their bond. Naruto waited for the fox to continue as he got comfortable. "I know you sensed whatever was in that bunker it felt like the other three signatures we felt when we came to this world, but this one is fading. I would say that this person has about a year or two left at best. What do you want to do about it? This could be the time to complete one of the projects you were working on."

However, before Naruto could give his answer, the door was blown off the hinges by a furious blonde dragon. Running over to Naruto, she lifted him by his collar. Cocking her arm back for a blow. with red in her eyes, she growled." explain what you did to my sister now!"

"Ah, you mean the seals I used or do you mean the training because I don't understand what you're so mad about."

Yang was about to punch naruto for his answer when a red missile tackled into a book shelve the enraged dragon yelling," Yang no it's a misunderstanding!" 

"gahh, Ruby, what do you mean!" Yang wheezed out ribs now hurting due to the slight girl's impact. and the books that fell on the pair.

Seeing the mess, he would now have to clean up and lamenting the fact that he could not use his clones lest he shows even more of his hand. Naruto let out a long sigh and slapped a seal on the two using his chakra with just a touch. Quickly using the halve ram seal the girls found themselves sitting in seiza hands behind their backs and unable to move. Naruto Pinched the bridge of his nose. He was determined to get to the bottom of this as the rest of team RWBY walked in. 

Naruto pointed to the only level headed ones in the room." explain now please the princess." 

"Well, when we finally made it back to our room after learning how to walk no thanks to you again. Ruby explained her haggard state to Yang and what seals you put on us and how you applied them. But I am betting she stopped listening at the point where we had to strip our tops. And that was when Yang stopped listening and came after you like a bull seeing red. And we followed trying to stop her." as Weiss continued to explain the situation Yang had time to calm down and realized that she was in the wrong. Cursing her protective streak after seeing the damage to the door and realizing that she had kicked in the door to get in here in the first place had most likely damaged the door and wall as well.

Letting out another sigh naruto turned to the pair and said." look this is just one big misunderstanding, and I am going to let you go ok don't worry about any damage I'll fix it later."

Getting nods from the two he added." since the two of you are here, I can give you the training seals as well so what do you say blake, Yang?"

"ok, sure."

 Leading them to his room to get his supplies, he showed them to the bathroom so they could get towels to cover themselves and had blake lay down on his bed first. "Since I don't know what your stamina and strength are at, I will only be giving you my standard three rings."

As he drew the interconnecting rings around each of her wrists Weiss was hovering over him analyzing the design of the characters as the went up to Blake's arms and lead to a sigil on her back then he connected them to seals on her legs placing a bloody digit in the center sigil on her back. He finalized the seal, making the script flow back into three interconnected rings like spirals. On her arms and legs and the sigil morphed into Blake's emblem. Repeating the process for Yang as he added four circles and the control sigil on her back. Now with questions, as he left the room, Wiess followed letting the girls get dressed in peace. 

"Naruto I have a few questions about your seals. And I was wondering how they compared to my glyphs? "

"Well, Weiss how exactly do your glyphs work? Do you have to assemble them yourself or do you think it and bam your aura does the rest for you?" thinking on the questions that naruto had asked her Weiss paused for a moment then answered. "For ones I am most comfortable with, I can summon the effects without much thought. But for more complex ones they take time and practice. I also need time for experimentation for new glyphs then there is the different effects dust has on my glyphs." her eyes widened a bit at the implications of how similar the two abilities where.

"We're going to have to talk about this later we have so much to go over naruto." Weiss then left muttering theory to herself. 

As blake and ruby left Yang was standing there nervously," hey i-is there anything I can do to help?

Walking up to his desk, he pulled out his sealing supplies. "this won't take too long to fix that the beauty of seals, although this is a temporary fix. Would you like to watch then we can make dinner and get the others." 

Walking down to the door, he started his work as Yang looked on in amazement. In about ten minutes, the wall and door were back to normal. 

After walking into the kitchen, naruto started to pull the ingredients out from the fridge. and wanting to be useful, Yang asked. "what can I do to help?"

"Well you can put on the other apron and wash the rice there is a rice cooker over there in the cabinet to your left." 

With a smile, Yang did as instructed as he pulled out a whole salmon and started to descale and debone it in just minutes. Getting more instruction, she began to work on the miso soup as he quickly diced and shredded cabbage and pickled radish and carrots for a slaw. As they finished, he grilled the fish and asked Yang to get everyone for dinner. 

By the time that Yang had arrived with everyone. The plates where set and food was on the table again. With everyone eating and had a good time all around. The food was so good Ruby was stuffing her face like an adorable chipmunk. After finishing dinner, Yang went to help clean up. Soon after finishing the dishes, Yang pulled Naruto off to his room as everyone was hanging out watching tv or in the library playing a board game.

 Noticing her stiff posture and the fidgeting the girl was doing.” Yang what's wron-." before he could finish his question, Yang pulled him down and kissed him. Instinctively he deepened the kiss and held her in his arms. Making out until the need for air became overwhelming and the two separated for air. "Naruto'' I love you. You treat me like a woman rather than some trophy. And I have never felt this way about anyone el-." before she could say anymore naruto interrupted her.

"Yang we cant you don't even know me, and there are things about me you don-."

Angry at the rejection, she kissed him to stop Naruto from speaking. "Yes, there are things I don't know, but I don't care. And I won't care even if you were my dad's age. You should know by now I'm greedy and(kiss) I take what (another kiss) I want and (kiss) I never let go. So foxy you're stuck with me!" grinning as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Taking her arms from around his neck, Naruto closed his eyes and let out a sigh. "there is no way for me to talk you out of this is there?"

"Ha not on your life Foxy!." Yang chirped going in for another kiss before naruto stopped her. Pressing his two fingers to her lips, he looked her in the eyes and said. "If you want this then there is something you need to know first." walking over to his desk Naruto moved the chair out of the way and pressed his hand to a seal underneath the desk. He Retrieved a large scroll. Setting the open scroll on the counter. He turned to her and took her by the hand and led her to the scroll.

"This is my clans scroll it shows every member of my clan since before it founding as an official clan it automatically updates itself showing my relation to the sage." pointing to the line on the scroll that shows his relations. Then he showed her  his name on the scroll. "this is me and these where my wives and children."

Taking a step back at the revelation, Yang tried to come up with a logical answer for the information naruto had given. "ok so you're like a thousand years old or something. And you had three wives?" "I'm 157, and I had three at the same time due to clan laws and politics," Naruto added.

"Right so three at the same time because of politics and rules. Heh, I certainly know how to pick em. Like I said earlier Foxy your mine even if I have to share. They will have to be mine as well." Yang surged forwards,  her lips found his. They soon broke apart, and the grinning blonde took a step back, putting her hands on her hips and made her intentions clear. "even if you don't love me yet. Naruto Uzumaki your mine and I'll have to make you fall in love with me! It just looks like I have to make some plans of my own."

 Yang then strode out of the room, leaving a dumbstruck blonde behind.

Later that night in team RWBY dorm after Yang snuck back in.

"I know your awake Yang." turning over in her bed; Yang came to face the princess of her team. "You were alone with naruto for a long time. What did you say to him?" Weiss questioned the blonde. Grinning to the snowy-haired beauty, she got out of her bed and crept over to Weiss's bed and told her. "it's simple I just told him how I feel, and I am guessing you feel the same if so your not going to have much luck. But for what it's worth may the best woman win!" she then leaned down and kissed Weiss knowing that a challenge would only prove to entice the girl into rash action and drive her insane slinking back to her bed, leaving the stunned girl speechless. unknown to the pair a blushing raven-haired bow wearing girl had heard everything. 

The next morning found teams RWBY, AACM rushing to class as Ozpin and Glynda stood by.

Now in professor ports class, Grimm studies as the man droned on about stories from his youth. All Naruto could get was "in my day blah blah blah blah scary grim dead now blah blah." to him it was more like the man liked to hear himself talk. Before class had ended the professor had asked his students," now who among you feels that they have what it takes to be a true huntsman?" raising her hand in response Weiss declared," I do sir!"

"Excellent step-down and meet your opponent." stepping down to the front of the class, she saw the rumbling cage containing a Grimm of some kind. After prepping her self and drawing her rapier Myrtenaster.her teammates cheered her on "fight on" Blake cheered waving a little flag and Yang cheered "go, Weiss," and ruby exclaimed, "yah represent team RWBY." Annoyed at the cheering, "Ruby, I am trying to focus!" Weiss yelled. As the professor's ax came down on the lock breaking it and unleashing the Boarbatusk Grimm. Now free it began to charge Weiss who dodged out of the way and made a glancing blow to its flank as she avoided .rushing in for a frontal assault she clashed with the tusks of the Grimm. Getting her rapier stuck in the tusks, hearing ruby cheering again Weiss lost focus and was disarmed and thrown away as she was separated from her weapon. As the beast charged at Weiss, she jumped out of the way running for her sword as it hit one of the desks. as she reclaimed her sword ruby had exclaimed," Weiss goes for its belly there is no armor there!" 

"Stop telling me what to do!"

Setting up one glyph in front of her and above herself as the Grimm made another rolling charge. It rammed straight into a  glyph that reflected the beast. And Weiss jumped on the glyph that turned black, and she shot herself forwards impaling the Grimm on her sword. Killing it leaving it to disintegrate into dust as class ended. And Weiss left without saying a word. 

 Making his way out of the classroom naruto caught the tail end of the argument between Weiss and ruby "- Ozpin made a mistake." Weiss then walked off. Walking up to the now distraught reaper naruto comforted the girl. "Its ok ruby it's only been a day, and I am sure you will grow to be an excellent leader. Weiss wasn't made the leader because she doesn't know how to lead; she was not made leader because she doesn't know how to follow. Like you will grow to be a leader, she will grow too in her ways. I've got to go now red" patting ruby on the head. Naruto handed her off to Sarada and her team. Then stalked off to find Weiss. Ozpin hid just around the corner,  listening in on the conversation and was impressed at what the young man's insight. Knowing that the two would now need more investigating. 

After a brief search, he found Weiss in a stairwell leading up to a balcony. Following her up, he walked out onto the balcony sneaking right beside her he said, "it's a nice view is it not." 

Hearing his voice when she had come up here to be alone had Weiss nearly jumping out of her skin. "Ahh… do you have to do that?!"

"Weiss we need to talk about you and ruby. And I just need you to listen to a story of mine. I'll do anything you want after ok?" noting the lack of the nickname she had grown fond of since they had started over she simply nodded her approval.

"Weiss, you and Ruby, remind me of the relationship I had with my best friend, Sasuke. We were rivals to the very end. Pushing each other to be our very best. You wouldn't believe it, but at first, we were like you and ruby. He was a skilled prodigy, and I was the idiot who didn't have much more than pure grit and determination," naruto said with a sad smile.

Looking out towards the sunset, naruto leaned on the rail and continued his tale. 

"You know we had our ups and downs a lot of downs. But I know that I would have given my life if it meant that he could live even another minute longer. Just like he did for me, there was an attack on our village and to save the village and my life he chose to die in my stead. So I could help push back the attackers. That day his sacrifice saved many lives. The point of this story. Is that I don't want you to end up like my godfather and his team. The first was a prodigy who became so obsessed with the knowledge that he became a criminal delving into the darkest of depravity. The medic of the team became a drunk who gambled away fortunes due to loss after loss. My godfather became so obsessed with his work and finding his best friend turned bitter enemies that he never visited me until I was thirteen."

My point is that we all have choices to make, and you need to give ruby the chance to make them and follow. I am sure that you are a good leader but have you ever had to follow. Or make a tough choice? It's only been a day to give her time.

Nodding in response

"So you said you would do anything I asked right?"

"Y-yea I did," naruto said cautiously trying to figure out what the girl wanted from him.

Blushing up a storm Weiss made her demands thinking to herself." I won't let Yang beat me! fortune favors the bold." taking her first step to winning she stood up one hand on her hip and pointed the finger at Naruto and declared, "I want a date naruto just like yang, and I want you to be mine."

She then lunged forward to kiss him, and in her haste, she tripped over her own feet. And headbutted naruto as he caught her in an attempt to readjust for another kiss. "so next Friday after class I'll take you to vale?" naruto asked, holding his nose.

Panicking with embarrassment Weiss tried to check his nose. After assuring that he was ok, she blushed from head to toe as he kissed her forehead." later princess its a date then." Naruto left the girl frozen in shock and headed down the stairs.

Walking far enough that he would not be overheard. Kurama came and lept on to his shoulder.

"So…" 

"I made it down to the source of that power we sensed and it's a person. I don't like that man he's hiding something."  

Sighing Naruto frowned not liking the situation.naruto sent a message to Sarada through their bond." Sarada oz is hiding things from us, and it's not looking good."

"... ok, what is our response going to be ." 

"We will wait and watch for now ." after giving his mental affirmation, he continued his walk down the stairs Heading to the dorms to study.

Getting a knock on his door naruto got up from his desk and opened the door." how can I help you Yang." not saying anything she just grinned and pushed him into the room and closed the door. "can you do that thing to the door you did last time? I have a few questions." in response naruto formed the halve ram seal the room flashed briefly and was sealed in a privacy barrier. "There we can talk freely." naruto said after leading her to sit on his bed.

Nodding Yang began her questions." so what exactly are you?"

Naruto grimaced, Thinking about how to answer this simple question made his head hurt.as technically he was human. Deciding that the best course of action was to start with the beginning.

"Well, to start with to understand what I am is simple yet extremely complicated. I am human, yet I am so much more. The book Blake was reading from my library is an extremely edited version." and so naruto began his tale. Telling her about his childhood, the origins of chakra, Biju, his past since he became a shinobi. And about the sage of the six paths and finally his best friend and brother Sasuke. Then finally how he was banished.

 "So no aura but something called chakra. And your an alien to. And oh yay the most potentially powerful being is an extremely lazy fox .who I might add he likes to nap and is doing so in the corner." as Yang continued to complain about how unfair it was that she had such a complicated boyfriend. Naruto silenced her by kissing her and pulling her into his lap as they made out.

"I'm still not happy about more work, but I could get used to this."

"If it makes you feel any better, I am independently wealthy." blinking in disbelief, she asked." how exactly?"

Ah well you know how I said my godfather was a perv well he wrote books, and when we came here, I published the series here. Icha Icha Paradise is the name of the series, and it's under the pen name Gama Sennin." naruto said nervously.

"No way! My boyfriend is my favorite author." Yang squealed and tackled him and began a heavy makeout session. 

The two stayed cuddled like that for about an hour before Yang spoke again. "So did the princess make her move yet?"

Naruto froze looking at her gobsmacked an eye twitching." I didn't think anything of it at the time, but it was you who put her up to it wasn't it."

With a cat that ate the canary grin on her face, she just kissed him again. And chirped, "yep" before hopping out of his lap and walking towards the door. Knowing she had to go, he released the seal, and she opened the door, and naruto escorted her to her room. "You know that I will be forced to get you back for this," Naruto whispered in her ear before nipping the lobe and running his hand down her back. Sending shivers down her spine. She sulked, knowing that she would need a cold shower now grumbling to herself on how unfair it is to get her all revved up like this and just leave.

[theworstjedi]

Local Sith Lord Ruins Family Dinner

“This might sound strange coming from a Sith –” Lord Ignolis said as he cut his steak. The scent of watery copper spiced the air as though the wound was fresh. “– but you and Uktaizia have been a good son and daughter to me all these years growing up in my house. You serve me loyally in the place my own son cannot for little reward.”

Even though his seat at the Pureblood Lord’s table hand been naught but a skillfully woven fairytale cooling into acceptance, Elutherius’ spine grew long and his chin tipped, like a Hound that enjoyed the strokes of its master. Lord Ignolis’ son at his left hand and directly across from Elutherius bloomed into flame.

“You have something to say, Tansilm?” Elutherius asked under a thin guise of deference.

A rogue smile caught his cut lips and twisted his Glasgow smile into a smug shape. At the address of the childhood pet name from his former slave, the flames licking Kurt Wax turned into cold coal. Elutherius’ cheek burned until it was frozen under Kurt’s glare. Elutherius bit the inside of his lip to hinder the progression of his smile from amused to cheeky. This colored his sass with suggestions of arousal, but vaguely interpreted allure was par for the course for Elutherius. He briefly caught Taizi shaking her head next to Lord Ignolis’ wife. He imagined her rolling her eyes in the fragments of her face she’d allowed him to piece back together.

“No, nothing to add,” Kurt replied in his stiff military cant. The cut of his eyes  reopened one of the scars on Elutherius’ cheek. “I know Elly more intimately than most at this table. When he is passionate about something, you won’t find a more ambitious worker, my Lord; it is natural his determination would pay off.”

“Thanks, Tansilm.”

Without Force sight Elutherius couldn’t see anything of Kurt but a pale hued red that moved bodilessly in his color desaturated vision. It was as though someone had tried to paint a figure, but the color had bled into a formless shape that carried traces of resemblance to what the artist intended. Barely ovular arms, something of a head and neck that sucked into a void of darkness; Elutherius supposed that Kurt was wearing black clothes. Perhaps his Imperial officer uniform left on after clocking out. Paltry but... preferable to the hallucinations.

Elutherius also supposed, from the way the air grew taut and hard to breathe, that his lip had started to curl. The human readjusted himself on his seat.

“It’s good to know you share the same sentiment, Kurt –”

Elutherius reached out with his legs until his toe brushed on something. He sussed out the line of an instep and flicked delicately up the ankle so as not to scuff Kurt’s polished boots. The air slackened all at once, like a sigh. Kurt’s boot tapped Elutherius’ foot curtly twice.

“– You wouldn’t have your successful career in the Imperial Army if not for Elutherius’ advice, wouldn’t you?” Lord Ignolis’ voice danced in false revelation, and the room on Kurt’s side snagged into a pinch. “Not only for me, then but for my eldest son, you’ve done so much. Although Uktaizia is my late brother’s child, I’ve always loved her like my own. It is remiss that I’ve left you titleless and her without a future or security as my gratitude for having you both in my lives, Apprentice.” Taizi was no longer shaking her head; she was no longer eating. “One day I will give you your true name, your Sith name, but I’d also like to give you my old title. Would you do me the honor of being a husband to my daughter? I can think of no happier option.”

No one was eating now.

The watercolor figure of Taizi’s brown skinned arms dripped with maroon, but she felt crimson to Elutherius’ eyes. That was the tone of her words - a low blood red husk.

“Is that what I was invited back here for, Khaûtimak? So you can pretend I’m your daughter, then marry me off to the biggest Dorian passion fruit in the galaxy?”

Elutherius chose to divert his attention to a particularly interesting part of the ceiling blob. Ah– the detail. He bit the inner corner of his cheek and hoped no one would ask him to clarify on Taizi’s most recent disclosure about his private life, but if Kurt’s anger made the room hard to breathe, Taizi forced all the air out of it and dared anyone to complain as they suffocated; nobody had the capacity to be concerned with it as she launched into a soft-spoken, voice shivering tirade.

“Taizi, please let us carry on dinner,” Lord Ignolis said in a long suffering voice that reminded Elutherius of the sort of smile people had worn in public when their children were making a scene.

“Me? Me? I’m stopping you from having dinner, Khaûtimak? That’s rich. That’s rich when this is a thinly veiled attempt to hide your shame that I’m not a proper little kriffin’ lady. You won’t even stoop to marry me to a proper Pureblood Lord  or a Darth because you’re afraid I’ll embarrass you. No, I get the human slave boy–”

The words hit Elutherius like a slap in the face.

“–who you molded into your perfect–”

And it wasn’t as though he didn’t know that Taizi spoke in inferiorities that existed only in the mouths of Imperials.

“–little Sith Lord he never would’ve been–”

It was the reminder the Empire had lashed into his skin with raised edges that he would never been more valuable than his own complacency.

“–because your perfect son didn’t want–”

He forgot that she saw him as less than.

“–to bec–”

“Shut your mouth.” Electricity snapped around the tendons of Elutherius’ flexed hand. “Before I have to remind you that your mother was a nobody human slave too, Half-Breed.” The words were a touch too hyperextended, too throttling, too venomous for a Sith that most considered mellow.

The Force filled Elutherius. At first he thought it was a breath that sank too deep, but it overextended his lungs past the point they’d pop inside his throat and rib cage, like fleshy balloons. His body was open and he swelled out of it so that where the universe began and he ended was where the impossible started. The Light in his muscles, and bones, and eyes whimpered  as Darkness took him a little too far, sheltered by the deep gorges of Elutherius’ matted scars and tugged by the puppet strings of Ignolis’ Force presence. He pushed a little when Elutherius wobbled and suddenly falling off the cliff wasn’t the Sith Apprentice’s choice anymore. It was his master’s.

“Elly.”

What Elutherius had and would always know as Kurt’s voice wrapped around him with a pair of gentle but firm claws. They bit into his shoulders and Kurt pulled him away. 

“May we be excused?” Kurt didn’t wait for an answer. He dragged the smaller man back, and Elutherius stumbled with him. 

The last thing Elutherius remembered was his Master’s aura darkening before they hit open humid air of the balcony. Condensation immediately clung to the skin as the nocturnal sounds of the rain forest did to the ears.

Kurt shook his claws off of him, and Elutherius felt... lost without the grip or the Force. He breathed in, and Dromund Kaas’ darkness breathed back a millimeter from his face. It was present but merely patient - not insistent, like Lord Ignolis’ pull.

“Congratulations are in order, then.” 

Kurt’s voice came from the direction of the balcony. Elutherius tracked to it in the nil light. He walked until the toe of his sandal met the void that descended into darkness and then placed his hands on the rails to balance out the cosmic sense of dread in his stomach. It was wet against his burned palms.

“Taizi won’t marry me.”

“It’s quaint that you think she has a choice.”

Elutherius tasted bitter amusement on Kurt’s tongue.

“Ignolis wouldn’t touch her.”

“No, no,” Kurt sighed. His clothes squeaked against the metal as he leaned forward. Elutherius was already flicking through plans to catch him if he fell. “He wouldn’t, but my father’s authority is final as the head of our House; if he arranges a marriage, she cannot refuse it.” Kurt exhaled hard through his nose. “Besides,” Elutherius tensed in preparation for the ‘Dorian passion fruit’ comment. This hadn’t how he imagined Kurt finding-- “you’ll be good for her, and I’d like to see my friend and sister happy.”

Elutherius untensed and stared into the abyss of trees below. That dense, huh? He found himself chuckling deep in his belly and didn’t stop until it reached the base of his throat and threatened to spill from unguarded lips. 

“Quirt-- you-- Ha--”

“What?” Kurt asked cautiously. Elutherius could see his eyes narrowing in the recesses of his mind and wished that the darkness wouldn’t render Force sight unusable.

“I... Taizi isn’t who I want.”

“Is that what she meant by Dorian passion fruit?”

Elutherius blinked. Clever. His stomach started tying knots with itself. There wasn’t any going back now.

“Yess--”

There was silence for a moment. “Funny way to say you’re interested in another woman,” he muttered in his intensely analytical way. “I thought she was saying you were too soft for her because,” Kurt cleared his throat. “Slavery weakens the mental constitution of those in its service. Though you were never like that, so it struck me as overly harsh.”

Elutherius started to laugh. The railing pressed into his stomach as he genuinely and loudly laughed until he started to feel sick.

“You know, I’ll take this from Taizi, but from you it’s just tiring, Elly.”

“Quirt, you’re so stupid,” Elutherius wheezed.

Kurt tutted and gently plucked his father’s apprentice back so Elutherius stumbled into his chest. Elutherius’ stomach ate itself.

“I’m not the one doubled over a safety rail.”

Elutherius relaxed into Kurt’s chest and closed his eyes, trying to feel close to him. He was solid, warmer than the jungle. Elutherius felt like he was spinning on solid ground, but that wasn’t a bad feeling. He closed his eyes as an affectionate arm wrapped around his slight waist, engulfing him. With anyone else, he might’ve been doing social calculations, but he knew Kurt well enough to not misinterpret the man as anything but painfully platonic. Elutherius could accept that for the rest of his life if he had to, but this... It felt nice.

“I’ll tell you why someday. Promise.”

Kurt shook his head. His tendrils brushed the top of Elutherius’ head unconsciously. The little beings on the Pureblood’s chin wound into Elly’s hair.

“Should I care why people are trying to leap off of safety rails now?”

“Kind of. You never know. The reason they might be falling is you.”

Elutherius could feel the eye roll and the utter lack of comprehension.

[katiespridegirl]

Rant Time

I just really need to get this off my chest because I'm angry as Hell

Rina has had mouth issues ever since we got her. Typical ottb stuff. Since around September, I've noticed that half the grain she puts in her mouth falls out while she chews. At first I thought maybe she didn't like the feed, but it progressively got worse.

Since it's been consistently cold/cool, the horses have had at least a light weight blanket on 24/7 so I don't see their bodies much. Yesterday, I caught them out in the top field and I decided to ride Rina back (I usually ride Babe, but she was still mad about the arguments on the ride Thursday 😅)

Rina is the typical ottb build: tall, narrow, high and boney withers. She is slightly roach backed, but it's not usually a problem.

Now when I got on Rina, I immediately felt something wrong. I could feel her spine all the way back. It wasn't extremely protruding, but it was just enough to say that it was in fact sticking out.

I got off and checked under her blanket and sure enough, her ribs were easily felt (more than usual) and her shoulder was more defined.

She's not able to eat properly, but she's still running around like an idiot so she's losing weight fast. I told my mom about it and she just brushes it off like "I think Irene made a dentist appointment we'll see."

I am literally doing everything for this damn horse that isn't even mine and earlier this fall my sister was like "yea you can work with her since I'm prego" but I would get screamed at anytime I simply lunged her. I feed her. I groom her. I make sure she's okay when she comes in with a cut. I give her attention. My sister literally hasn't done shit with her own horse in over 4 years which is part of Rina's problem. She's an active ottb who is BORED which means she's now DANGEROUS. I can't ride in the field anymore because she kicks and jumps and races by, waaaaay too close for comfort.

Anyway, back to her eating. I told my mom that she better have the dentist coming out soon because Rina has lost a shit ton of weight and not even a third of the feed is actually staying in her mouth. Again, my mom just brushes it off like "I cant help it."

This is why I say either let me work with the damn horse or get rid of her. Like I said, my sister hasn't done shit with her for over 4 years, she hasn't been actually ridden in longer, and I'm the one who cares for her.

If you dont do shit with the horse, get rid of it. She's keeping me from doing things Babe and I used to love all because she hasn't been worked with and she's super dangerous.

I can go on even more, but I'll leave it at that.

[trippykippy-blog]

what the fuck is going on?

i miss my father.

hes fucking dead.

got too high on ecstasy,

laughing friends radio blaring,

splattered blood and bent skull on the concrete. 

but this wasnt how he needed to go....

it was in a room of the people who loved him the most

souls all writhing and screaming for a reason

dirty tears mixed with skin oils, like a lather

the baby is screaming ‘daddy wake up’ 

he cant here you. hes brain dead.

too much fun, leads to no race won.

they pulled the fucking plug

i miss my mother.

she might as well be.

you guys would all have more peace that way anyways.

dont fucking act like you care, just because i checked on you.

i dont want this bedroom brain.

everything is a rental, nothing is possesed.

i wish my fucking dad was here. too fucking bad huh?

youd think id be used to it by now.

where is my mom at? dead to the world.

probably somewhere curled up to a small oak tree.

on a bed of pinecones, with pricks in her back.

lie down on your dead leaf pillow.

make friends with the beasts of night.

drinking blood from a cup, drawing in it crecents upon your doors.

black widow, spit your venom spin your web.

im grown now. grown enough to have nothing and be nothing.

dump her off on me, give me scotch tape and tell me its my job to piece her back together.

call me a fool for the smile on my face. youre ugly. im ugly. you made me ugly. look at us. 

where should i stay with all these pieces?

“do you have a tent?”

i wish i had a tent made out of the canvas of my beating heart.

dont vent to your friends, unless you like them black as charcoal, and sick as congested liver.

sharp yellow snot cuts the back of your throat, tonsils all full with the left overs of the dope you pour into your face, shoots out your mouth, in string, living in your windpipe, ejected by force, foam slaps the tile floor, cheeks turn red.

“why are you drooling on yourself”?

throbbing face corner, twitching left eye.

finally tears.

cleansing the slits i see out of. rib skinned rubber band.

they eat you desolate. trees of thick forests and sharp knives.

you miss your family?

what family?

your brother barely even knows who you are, dont you remember him?

your grandmother watches you wear down, your skin drag down under your eyes, fighting yourself every day, and it drains her. she isnt so nice anymore you know.. why did you do that to her? holes torn in the paper walls, doors broken in half, cant see through the black and red, mop in her eyes, she tries to hold the hope that not everything is ugly. innocent and fucking nieve. thats the way she likes it. or.. did. until year 3 of the blender. crows feet, butterfly fabric, scaly hands, that pat your back when your head is in your chest and your dripping the fluids again. the same hands that reach across, the car, going 60 mph to feel, your cold hand, and press some warmth back into them. she will stand watching, she wants people to look. she planted him in the dirt like seed, but he tore her garden up like weeds. she tried to cut and whack them down, but cut herself, i watch her drown. she smiles and nods, and carrys on - i know she doesnt like me.

your mother warns you of the potholes in the road, - a yield sign, shes been here before. dead end. turn back now. a few nice words when you feel upset over nothing. a heart too big to pump oxygen. holes in your face that admit youve been studying. lizard eyes. purple locks of hair, dry and stale into red broom straw. 23% of the time she lives without care, peace sign thrown in the air. the rest of it, means hell to pay for every person involved, she loves her son the most :) she talks riddles, runs at night, spits out bees. “what the fuck are you looking at?” vodka lights up her eyes, but she falls apart inside. magical circles race around her rounded head. stuck on repeat. the straw in her hand she stabs in her nose. you reach to help. oh wait, youre just looking in the mirror again. haunting endless echoes of bathroom doors being shut and water running to no avail, never ending sound of stream, a white painted fram, round opener, you look so pretty today.

moms sister, carries the weight of her own sins, lost in a world of red blazing demons. brain gnaw. first fulls of hair, giving self black eyes, she ends up with a crazy toothy smile anyway. eyes go from white and brown to brown and black. permanent frown. acidentally falling asleep on the grass. the cigarette on the property that strictly prohibits this very thing. plastic chemical bottle. cooked dinner that night.

dads brother, cant even look at you. his face is inside you. it is a bed of nails here. crack, ecstasy, and methamphetamines for dinner. tooped with marijuana, a dash of lsd, magic mushrooms of ‘please dont look at me, because when you do i see my dead brother’

grandfather hid dead bodies and poked people till they hurt and would bleed. hed take everything in sight. what he thought he needed. short gasps around. little did he know, thered be nothing left of no one to call a family.

i dont have to tell you that

your father watches you from either above the clouds or below the fiery pits of hell. and he’s bittersweet and all knowing.watches you gnaw on fruit. i bet  you dont ever stop to think that he is black behind gods shoulders but he’d do anything to snap you out of it. oh well. its not up to him, faggot. its up to you. kill him over and over and over again, and expect him to call. you dont know who he is and he doesnt know who you are. and the funniest part is, you never will.. guess you dont like him enough. he wouldnt have liked you very much anyways mom says.

you better be glad you have a mere morsel of jump left to kick out of that lazy ass, and friends who like to see the race go on pull you up and carry your dead weight across another mile mark. heat stroked. hot heavy sweating body on the pavement. i feel like a pair of wooden crutches, walked on for 58 years...  worn. have history. not cold or shiny. down to earth. rubbery bouncer edges. leaned on to walk right through you. cut trees. burn leaves. dry heaves. cant breathe.

“thank you”

you will never live together as one. you will die alone, as the only son.

oh yeah, your face looks like its about to fall of your skull. i hope you get control back of those face muscles. i hope next time i seen you youve washed your face or changed your clothes... you care not for yourself and not for others. drown in spit, tired kid.