piglxt:

If you think I won’t cut off your dick, I’m sorry to inform you but you are sadly mistaken.

..I don’t even get this.

piglxt:

That’s my job.

Do you want me to deliver all these pink condoms to him?

dreamofsnow:

Friendship

Piglet’s gonna be in a relationship soon and I’m not?

piglxt:

        _{At the age of twelve, suddenly being thrust into a new and unfamiliar territory can be a very frightening or traumatizing occurrence. A foreign land, foreign people and faces, all speaking a foreign language you only have the slightest grasp of the understanding. Though with a strong will and a little bit of determination, a situation such as that can, at the very least, be endured. Having had come left her home country of Thailand as a part of her middle school’s ‘study abroad’ program, Charada found herself having to become comfortable in South Korea.}

_{Though the culture of the two countries is not so extremely different that it’s impossible to adjust to (though taking classes to learn about the social customs does help quite a lot) the difference can still be very confusing and without a full and complete grasp on the language, it’s only worse. That’s the reason why this girl from Thailand found herself constantly picking her books and papers from the ground, sitting near the garbage cans during lunch trying to ignore the overbearing stench, and covering an embarrassed face when the others would point and spit words she didn’t understand only catching the occasional “어리석은” or “추악한”.
The constant bullying lead to Charada shutting herself off from all other people. Eventually she grew numb to the taunts, but always kept her distance, and always making sure to be within the presence of any figure of authority in case things went awry. Often times, she would wait to leave school grounds until the majority of the students were already gone just to avoid running into a large group of her tormentors on her journey home.}

       _{As like any other day, waiting about fifteen minutes past the dismissal bell, Charada began to make her walk home; head down, books clutched so tightly to her chest that the corners would leave marks in her skin, when suddenly;
“He’s fucking done for, man”
Accompanied by the sounds of shouting, cheering, and curses flying in the air. Immediately she froze, eyes growing wide in a mix of shock and fear as she watched from behind the corner of the building as a fist fight broke out right before her eyes.}

_{“Such rowdy race of people.“ Barely audible, words tumbled from her lips making sure to speak in Thai, still paranoid that she might be heard despite being completely alone. With her back pressing flat against the dark brick of the school building, she waited a few moments for the noise to die down assuming most of the people had dispersed before deeming it safe enough to make her leave. When she rounded the corner after a moments hesitation, she wasn’t sure if she should’ve been more scared to meet the gang of people making the noise, or to see a limp body covered in blood and bruises laying lifelessly on the concrete. Throwing all discretion aside, her body lurched forward on it’s own, feet taking her to the battered boy on the ground.}

_{“Are you okay?” She hesitated before attempting to shake the boys shoulder careful not to get any blood on her hands as she did so. Where was all that information she learned from watching medical shows and CSI? Should she call the police? Or would they think she was the culprit? Oh crap, her finger prints were on a corpse at murder scene now. Why the hell did her life suddenly take a turn for the worse? Everything was going down hill from here on out —Just as she was thinking such ridiculous thoughts, the blood covered boy began to stir snapping her from the chaos in her mind.}

_{“You’re alive! C-Can you stand?“ Holding a tight grip of him, one hand wrapped around his shoulders and the other on his arm, she gently guided him into a sitting position. "What happened?” She questioned in her accented Korean, hoping that there’d be something she could do to help.}

                 “You're alive! C-can you stand?"

 _{Jiro literally heard an accent– Or was it just his ear producing a whirring sound that  practically drove him insane inside his head. Forcing to open his eyelids, he caught a glimpse of a girl, her jet black hair draping around her face, making it hard for him to see who it is. Jiro didn’t care, he felt his rib cage stuttering with breathe. His head felt rather heavy and weary. Attempting to talk, his jaw moved, this made the girl gasp, Jiro heard it himself.}

     _{“H-he–lp.” he muttered, his voice sounded comparatively raspy than his usual. Reaching out his limping arm to the girl in front of him, he failed to do so, as is arm just collapsed back to him. His eyesight faded into pitch black.}

                                                                     _★★★★

 _{With his eyes closed, Jiro saw something lighter– It’s that colour when you’re asleep in the morning and some sunlight slipping through your blinds goes directly into your eye, thus creating a white-like colour as your eyelids are close. Slowly opening his eyes, he blinked once, twice, thrice. After a few adjustments to his retina, he rolled his eyes from side to side. Is he in his bedroom? No.}

 _{It definitely wasn’t his bedroom. This room is way cleaner than his– Not that his bedroom was that messy. Slowly, the door swung open. It’s hinges creaking as whoever is pushing it. Jiro stayed still. Sighting the foreign student with a sheepish smile, he scoffed.}

 _{“What am I doing here?“ Jiro questioned a cold manner. Eye-siding the girl, he saw her mouth opened.} 

 _{“U-uh.. I-I s-saw–”
 “Quit stuttering!“ his voice raised, making the girl take a small step back from him. She seemed to be startled. Silence fell upon them. Jiro, being his impatient self, rolled his eyes and once again questioned the girl he asked a few moments ago.}

 _{“I-I saw you a-all bloody behind t-the school..” the girl mumbled, “S-so I nursed you here–”}

 _{“Who saw you?“ Jiro’s sharp, yet flat, voice reached the girl’s ear. Once again mumbling, she responded.}

 _{“No one..”}

 _{Jiro scoffed, a ridiculed smile materializing on his lips. He felt a bump on his lower lip that’s pressed against his upper lip. His cheeks felt numb, too. Forcing himself up, he saw himself in the mirror. Bruises were all over his body, covering his arm and his neck, slightly rotating his body he pulled the collar of his shirt down, there were more bruises that covered from his shoulder blades down the upper part of his chest. The girl seemed to be biting her lower lip, Jiro looked at her.}

 _{“What the fuck are you looking at–?“ he tipped his head back, a cocky expression on his face. Before the girl can even reply, Jiro cut her of. "Mind your own fucking business, do you think you’re helping me by taking me in?” the girl once again opened her mouth, not before she uttered a word, Jiro talked her off once again. “Who the fuck do you think you are? You’re just a nobody in our school!”}

 _{Pulling himself away from the girl’s direction, he heard the other softly weeping, sobbing under her hands which covered her flustered face.}

 _{“What the fuck are you crying at?“ his eyebrows furrowed, under them are his judgmental eyes that scorned nothing but bitterness towards the girl in front of him. After all, she’s just a foreign student. Who is she to him?}

You want it. Don’t ignore it.

If it was raining I would:
[?] Give you my jacket.
[HAHAHAHA] Run off leaving you behind.
[] Hug you until it stops.
[HAHAHAHA] Push you in a puddle.
[] Kiss you in the rain.

-You are:
[x] Ugly
[x] Ok-ish
[xxx] Pretty
[xxxxxxx] Funny
[xxxxxxx] Gorgeous
[xxxxxxxxxxx] Good looking
[inside and out] Beautiful
[xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx] Perfect

-If you kissed me, I would:
[x] Punch you
[lol] Kiss you back
[] Laugh
[x] Look at you weird
[] Blush
[] I don’t know
[] Walk away slowly
[] You wouldn’t

-You are:
[HAHA] Potential bf/gf material
[x] Friend
[x] Close friend
[x] Best friend
[xxxxx] Enemy
[LOL] Bf/Gf 
[xxxxxx] My baby 
[] Dunno
[] Ex

-You should:
[] Hug me
[] Call me
[] Text me
[] Talk to me more 
[] Have sex with me
[] Come out one time
[xxxx jk] Stop being a good friend— GDI PIGLET.

-I would:
[Hmhmm] Give you the world
[x] Cuddle you
[AHA] Marry you on Facebook
[x] Party with you
[xxxxxxxxxxx] Bully you

-I like your:
[xxx] Body
[x] Smile
[x] Hair
[x] Laugh
[x] Eyes
[x] Lips
[x] Voice
[xxxxxxxxxxxxxx !] Personality
[!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!] Everything
[( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)] Ass
[]Boobs/Dick

I’d rate you-
[] 1
[] 2
[] 3
[] 4
[] 5 
[] 6
[] 7
[] 8
[] 9
[!!!!!!!!!!!!!!] 1000000000000000000000000000

When were older-
[] We won’t know each other
[xxxxx] We’ll be married
[xxxxxx] We’ll be mates
[xxxxxxxxxxxxxx] We’ll be enemies
[] Dont know yet

Would I ever go out with you?-
[xxxxxxxxxxx] Yes
[] No
[] Dunno
[xxxxxx LOL] Already have
[] Don’t wanna ruin our friendship
[( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)] Any day
[( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)] Already am

How much your worth to me:
[] A nickel
[x] 100 dollars
[x] Thousands
[x] Millions
[xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx] Billions
[Honestly!!!!] The world

seniormudbutt:

TRUE THAT

 It was 6 years ago. Everything that happened that year was a blur.. Except one..

 _{Xero, at the age of 13, wasn’t Xero just yet. He was popularly known as Jiro at his school. It was a rather dark and gloomy time for Xero back then. It was when he was at his adolescence. He would remember going home late at night with black eye and blemishes of lilac and red petal- like bruises on his face. The only escape he had back then was climbing up his roof, which was situated on top of a slope that views Seoul’s astonishing city lights. It would lighten up Xero’s tiring day. Sometimes, when the weather is complying with him, he would sleep up his roof. Never have he brought anyone to watch the city lights with him, not even his sister, Sarang.}

 _{It wasn’t long after an exchange student came to Xero’s school. He heard that she was from Thailand— Xero never payed attention to this. He would regularly see her during class exchange or when the lunch bell rings and she sits all alone at the corner table next to the garbage cans. Xero showed no pity to her; he would bump into her and wouldn’t care if her books spilled all over the floor. She would mumble something in her language. Probably a sorry or a curse word. But Xero, nevertheless, didn’t give a single damn about it, he doesn’t care about anyone anyways— Until that fortunate, or rather accidental, day came.}

 _{This was in full clarity inside Xero’s head. After the dismissal bell rung, the school’s front door flooded with students of all sizes, ranging from Grade 1 to Grade 8. Xero headed behind the school with his chumps. Today, during lunch, he intimidated a senior. Of course, Xero challenged him to a fight— It’s a way out, if not, you’re chicken. Throwing his duffel bag to the side, he folded his sleeves, his fist clenched tightly as he felt his nails digging deeply on his palm.}

                        _{“Come on, Jiro. You can do this.”}

 _{Soonyoung, Xero’s old friend gave Xero a light nudge. The words ‘you can do this’ echoed inside Xero’s ear, igniting a fire inside him. Taking a step forward, he looked the guy he’s about to fight right into the eye. They were just the same height, an advantage that Xero can get since he can go for the throat and just go ahead— Wrong. Xero felt his reflex shutting down. He’s been hit first. Xero’s fist loosened. Getting pushed into the brick wall, the guy’s friend pushed Xero back to him, receiving a hard punch in the eye. It went on and on, Xero’s eyesight went all blurry, he heard his friends doubting.}

                   _{“He’s dead meat.”}

                                                    _{“Shit.. Jiro..”}

                         _{“He’s fucking done for, man.”}

_{Before Xero knew, he was lying breathless on the ground. Reaching for his friend’s help, they turned away— No.. Don’t go.. Tears pearled down Xero’s cheeks. He felt something hard hit his stomach— Then another one his back, then his nape, then his thighs. Xero felt numb, he tried opening his eyes but the only thing he saw were four guys ganging up on him, beating him hard. Xero closed his eyes. He knows he’s covered with blood.. Thinking of his sister’s face he reassured himself:}

                           _{“It’ll be over soon,“ he told himself, "it’ll be over soon..”}