not a pig anymore

Putting Lipstick On A Pig

by reddit user Pippinacious

Except for the whole murder thing, Courtney James seemed like a lovely young woman. She was bright, articulate, a dedicated college student and well liked waitress at a popular restaurant.

I met her when she was sitting in an interrogation room at the precinct. She was a bit on the larger side, dressed conservatively in pastel colors and minimal makeup, and when I came in, she introduced herself with a polite smile, as if we were meeting for a job interview as opposed to a police investigation. She had declined to have an attorney present, so I got right to business.

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I was talking to someone recently who told me they brought their Kid (when he was young) a pig and it just sat downstairs in a cage it’s whole life and eventually got sick and passed, when I asked why they didn’t bother to take it to the vet they said it wasn’t necessary and it was just a starter pet their kid was bored with anyway.

Clearly this annoys me.

So here’s a PSA (excuse me if it’s written badly, I’ve never been good with this kind of stuff):

But as Cute and adorable as guinea pigs are, like any animal they need to go to a vet when they are sick (or in my case when they need their nail trims as well) it is NECESSARY. I kept almost all the records of my guinea pig in her entire almost 7 year life. 

for example -almost- every vet file I kept (minus some nail trim ones):

there are over 13 pieces of paper in that pile ranges from just check ups to creams for cuts and scratches to cancer surgery to her final visit where she passed.

I kept these so when people say about how easy and cheap they are I can say they aren’t. unexpected stuff will come up, it will be pricey, but they are always worth it. This doesn’t even cover all the bedding (if you use it) and hay/treats/food.

Mocha has my first real pet and the love of my life, I did go in not knowing anything or the real expense but I was in it for the long run, I loved her and come what may, I promised myself I’d never leave her. When she got cancer at 4 we did everything in our power to help her through it (including a gofundme as the price was more then we could afford at the time) even when we almost ended up moving and I was told I might have to give her up, I said I would find a way to bring her. she was going to be with me. My only wish was if she goes out, she goes out on her terms (which she did. she just couldn’t go on. but they were her terms)

We did a lot together, she helped me during the worst depressions and sicknesses while I helped her through her sickeness. we did great things together including being put in a calendar
(I have the calender somewhere but can’t find it - we only had a small photo on the back but the only guinea pig in it! that wasn’t a stock image) 

All of this was thanks to this little form I signed late one night before the store closed.

So like any pet, get them when you know your ready and you’ll take care of them not a “just for now” thing. if something happens when you can no longer take them (I won’t judge, stuff happens and sometimes giving them up is the best option) give them to a rescue, a no kill shelter, find a friend - something. do not just ditch them or leave them to die. 

unexpected expense will arise so do what you can ask for a payment plan, borrow some, start a gofundme (pro tip: if your doing this - provide proof of expenses or something. don’t play with people or scam them)

Basically just love your animal. You are everything to them. they rely on you. Love them always. They will love you unconditionally and be one of the best things in your life, Mocha was for me. I’ll miss her always but if I can convince at least one person to rethink having a “temp pet” or a “till my kid gets bored with it pet” it’s worth it. I know a lot of people make post like this but it’s worth a shot.  Sometimes i wonder what would have happened to Mocha if I didn’t adopt her, specially during her cancer issue and that thought kills me inside.

Let the pigs be loved.

                                     Vikings; Revenge

❛ We have to ask the Gods for their help ❜
❛ We have to prepare sacrifices ❜
❛ What shall we sacrifice? ❜
❛ If the army fails; If they are defeated by ____  our people might never recover ❜
❛ I think ____  mean(s) ‘who shall we sacrifice?’
❛ I want to ask you something ❜
❛ Are you saying he wanted you to be our leader? ❜
❛ What? What? ❜
❛ That was the woman who made me believe I have to be King of all ____ in order to marry me ❜
❛ I think of ____ everyday of my life ❜
❛ ____ wants to lead the army ❜
❛ ____ should lead the army! ❜
❛ What did you say to ____ ? ❜
❛ I told ____ that I’ve always loved ____ ❜
❛ I’m surprised to see you ❜
❛ You saw me but you didn’t bother come to say hello ❜
❛ I wanted to marry you. You turned me down. I wasn’t important enough for you ❜
❛ Everything I have done, I have done for you, and the Gods! ❜
❛ Please don’t kill me. Please ❜
❛ You know the rules of the race, ____ , you have to serve the feast ❜
❛ It is you that is not happy, ____ ❜
❛ Something happened to you in ____ and you have not been the same ❜
❛ It’s a truth. I just don’t know what the truth is ❜
❛ You have seen all you needed to? ❜
❛ They are not as safe and secure as they think they are ❜
❛ Go and make your plans. We wait to hear of your success ❜
❛ You should have killed ____  when you had the chance ❜
❛ I love all of our Gods. All of them. But I only love two people; you, my ____, and ____ ❜
❛ If I decide not to kill ____ then no one can ❜
❛ I don’t think it’s fair that I should keep ____ to myself. It doesn’t seem right ❜
❛ I know you two like each other. I can see ❜
❛ You are talking about sharing me. How can you not be jealous? ❜
❛ Tonight you will die and feast with the Gods ❜
❛ I hope that was enjoyable, otherwise is not worth it ❜
❛ This is my decision! ❜
❛ We are all equally ____, but we are not equal in battle. So I will take the lead. I will establish the battle plans and I will give the orders, do you understand that? ❜
❛ You don’t agree ____ ? ❜
❛ I didn’t say anything ❜
❛ Your age makes you believe you know more than you do ❜
❛ What have you done? ❜
❛ What battles have you won? And what battles have you lost? ❜
❛ It is in failure, my ____, that is when we learn the most ❜
❛ You don’t want to listen, that is your choice ❜
❛ I am the leader of this great army. Me! And you will obey me! ❜
❛ I was about to receive the body and blood from Christ, our savior ❜
❛ Thank you. Now get out! ❜
❛ You should have listened to me ❜
❛ Most of my life you’ve either manipulated, or humiliated me. You used me to fulfill your ambition ❜
❛ What kind of a father are you? ❜
❛ You’re not behaving like a King anymore ❜

❛ How the little pigs will grunt when they hear how the old boar suffered ❜
❛ How much gold and silver do you want to spare my life? ❜
❛ Name your price. Anything ❜
❛ My father was worth more than gold and silver. That is not the price you must pay ❜
❛ I’ve been told your God is a carpenter and guess what? So am I ❜

The Heartache Pg1

Oh yes, the star of the show as everyone knows him, Bendy the Dancing Demon. He was in his room sitting in a wooden chair as he was breathing in his smoke, it’s lovely poison. His room was covered in gifts from his fans, especially those who were women. Constantly sending him letters just begging to dance with him, or be his back up dancers and all,sometimes begged to marry him. He leaned back in his chair as he opened more and more letters from his adoring
fans. He felt like a hero any time he saw a child trying to act just like him.Heck, he was a hero, every now and then when some brute would come around he’d show them a thing or two and teach them a lesson they’ll never forget. Bendy once drove a large raging pig out of town so it wouldn’t hurt any people anymore. He beat up a wrestler who didn’t know when to stop destroying people’s homes just to look for a challenger.  He caught all five robbers on a train and threw them in prison.
        And yet, an unwelcomed thought creeped along his mind. Would he have been the cheeky little devil everyone would love today if he had never met Boris? Or would he still have been trying to become everyone’s nightmare he had planned ages ago? When he got caught up with the wolf he planned to use him for as long as he wanted just to get what he wanted and toy with his emotions for a bit. Yet things…took a different turn. He never had expected the guy to be so incredibly kind. He was a wolf. Usually people have seen wolves as vicious animals who are ALWAYS hungry. Boris was different though.Boris isn’t like any wolf. Bendy threw his cigar down on the floor and stomped on it. He pulled out another one from his box and lit it. He took in a few puffs and sighed. He chuckled. He remembered when Boris would try to cheer him up when he was feeling down. Boris was certainly something. His thoughts were interrupted by the phone ringing and he frowned. He picked it up.

Bendy:“Bendy the Devil here.” He said and just as he expected a loud shriek came through and he quickly slammed the phone down hard to hang up. He shook his head and growled. The phone rang once more. He yanked the plug out and silenced it for good. He sighed and leaned back in his chair once more. He looked at some old photos of himself and Boris from over the years. He looked outside and noticed it was raining. Bendy stood up and closed the curtains. He put out the cigar and dropped onto his bed. He stared at the ceiling. Over the years of beating down villains and chasing women, none of that was exciting any more. Except the beating up the villains part….and the dancing. Ah yes, the dancing, it will always be his most favorite thing to do.
All eyes are on him, people stopping what they’re doing just to see his amazing dances. All of that was thanks to Boris. He was the one who put the idea in his head. Bendi turned out the light and rolled over on his side, just staring at the wall.  Every show he’s been in, none without his best friend Boris. He and him have always been together. Danced together, played music together.Bendy loved trying different things however. Playing just one instrument wasn’t enough. He wanted to be good with all of them.Most of all though, he wanted to be able to play the clarinet.
        Bendy remembered getting into a couple fights with Boris over stupid nonscence every now and then. Even best friends get into arguments eventually, he thought. Boris wouldn’t speak to him for a week after Bendy glued feathers on him to make him look like a chicken. Bendy almost lost it. He was about ready to get into a fight with the wolf but instead, he wrote him seven pages that read; ‘I’m so sorry’ over and over. Bendy rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling. The sound of rain pounding on the roof made it impossible for him to fall asleep.
           Years later when his fame grew, he was chased around by his adoring fans. He didn’t mind, he loved the attention. He just couldn’t get enough of it.
           And yet….even though he was loved by all, no matter who he was with, it wasn’t enough for him anymore. The feeling of wanting attention from EVERYONE just seemed to almost very slowly fade away. It was when he was robbed from one of his 'fans’ that made him realize that he still can’t trust ANYONE. Not even when you’re famous. When things were going down he knew he could always depend on Boris’s help. He would help him no matter what. Just when he felt safe being with Boris…everything turned into a nightmare when he met her. Bendy covered himself up with the blanket and
closed his eyes tightly.
       It was fall. The wind blew like crazy, everyone’s in a hurry to get home, Boris was waiting outside Mrs. Mo’s store for Bendy. Bendy was stuck in a chat with Mo as he held onto a brown bag full of sweets. He actually seemed to enjoy her stories though. Bendy laughed after she had told him a joke.

Bendy:“That’s a good one Mrs. M!” He said with a grin. She chuckled.

Mo:“Well, you should be getting going soon, I think Boris is still waiting for you outside.” His eyes widened.

Bendy:“Ha! Oh yeah! Time flies when you’re listening to stories huh?” The two laughed and he left. He looked around for Boris but he was no longer there by the door. He frowned a little looking confused. He looked at his truck but he wasn’t there either.“Boris?” He called. He looked around until he finally saw him giving a poodle back her umbrella. Seems it got caught in the wind he thought.
He smiled.“Aw Bori, you kind hearted son-of-a-gun.” He said to himself and chuckled.“Always helping strangers huh buddy.” He walked towards them but quickly stopped when he could hear them talking. His expression changes from a warm smile to a look of worry and confusion. The woman was giving him a flirty look and his face was more red than usual. He kept telling her jokes
and telling her stories of him and Bendy’s adventures together. She giggled a lot. It was starting to get on the demon’s nerves.It was odd though, he had never felt this way before. Just seeing someone else acting like that to Boris just made him feel bitter. He didn’t understand why but he wanted to pull him away from her as far as possible. Boris finally stops talking to her and turns
around only to find Bendy. He smiled. Trying to play it off as if nothing happened Bendy thought.

Boris:“Guess what Bendy!” He said happily. Bendy put one hand on his hip and smired.

Bendy:“You got a job as a clown?” He asked, half mocking half joking. Boris shook his head.

Boris:“Nope! I gotta date!” He said and laughed happily. Bendy’s tail dropped to the ground along with his smirk and shoulders.The demon opened his mouth to speak and was ready to argue with him but he couldn’t. Not after when he looked in his eyes. He’s never seen them sparkle like that before. And that smile of his was so different. It was that feeling he had with Scarlet years ago. Bendy slowly smiled.

Bendy:“Oh, that’s great buddy!” He said. Boris was always supportive of him with whatever he wanted to do, it was his turn. Boris went on about the poodle, her name was Abella. She loved travelling to different places. This was her first visit…and apparently, Boris interested her the most. At least that’s what she told him. Bendy wanted to be as happy as Boris was whenever he thought Bendy found someone to be with, so why was this so difficult for him? He thought he was over the whole fear of Boris leaving him forever thing. But maybe he wasn’t. For a couple of nights Boris left Bendy alone at home so he could enjoy his dates with Abella. He didn’t seem to mind too much at first, things were going smoothly. Until she decided to stick around a little longer. She decided to follow them wherever they needed to go for their shows in different places. She said she wouldn’t get in the way, but after at least five shows have passed, instead of going straight to the truck where Bendy was waiting, Boris went to Abella’s car and the two would talk for hours. Bendy would sit there waiting as he smoke three cigars. His smoking became worse after seven more shows. It went from three to nearly twenty cigars.
      Boris came home every morning after their dates ever since their last show. Bendy, trying hard as he could stay happy, began to feel as if the world was crushing him. He felt like Boris was starting to push him away. He felt like he was all alone in the house when he was gone. He even left on a ship for a few days with Abella without telling him. He sincerely apologized for making him worried. He even missed their show a week after. Abella didn’t come over much. Oh gee! Haha, wonder why. Bendy thought to himself with a snarl. Bendy and Abella rarely spoke to each other. Bendy tried but even though the two had the same interests, it was like she was never truly comfortable around him. Mostly when Boris was around. This made Bendy feel worse. Every now and then when something didn’t go right, he would leave ink everywhere he walked. This seemed to gross Abella out and this was the reason she rarely came over to visit. Boris tried to make Bendy feel better but no matter what he said, his words no longer calmed him down. They felt empty. Was this karma? He wondered. Whenever he went chasing after women, going on dates, spending long nights away from home?
                  These thoughts began to trouble the demon and he bit his bottom lip. He slowly curled up into a ball of ink. His tail wrapped around his body as he hugged himself. No matter how much people begged for Bendy to stay he would always say no… then why was Boris staying when she asks him to? No matter who he was with, he always picked his best friend over everyone else.

The door slammed shut downstairs. Bendy sat up in his bed with wide eyes. He forced himself to get out of bed and walked down the steps. He took in a deep breath and smiled. The ink quickly dried and he found his friend on the couch. He looked tired. He walked quietly next to him and saw that he had already fallen asleep. Bendy covered him up with a blanket near by and finally felt exhaustion hit him like a train. He slowly got up on the couch and snuggled up to the wolf. He buried his face in his chest. His tail curled around him and it didn’t take long for him to fall asleep.
       He expects to see him gone by tomorrow morning and to be gone for another month with Abella again.

Kiss Cam

A/N: I saw this video recently, and it inspired me to write this. I hope you enjoy.

Also, I know I’m a little behind on Blind Spots. I decided to switch two chapters around, so the one I thought was gonna come next was mostly written already, and I had to switch to a different chapter to write. I hope to post it by the end of this week.


“The referee blows his whistle! It’s time for intermission, with the Dragons leading 2-1 over the Vikings! Get your drinks and snacks, because it’s gonna be another exciting half in about 20 minutes!” the announcer’s voice echoed through the stadium. All around Astrid Dragons supporters cheered for their team, before getting up to go to the bathroom or grab some soda. The big screens stopped showing the field, and instead started playing commercials for beer and cars.

“You want a drink?” Astrid asked her boyfriend, the rush of the game still racing through her veins.

No response.

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for my now girl

she’s picking leaves off trees
they’re tired, she says
she’s chewing pepto gum

she’s growing, up
combing palms fronds
they prefer Mohawks

she’s etching hearts in trees
for later she says

but we both know that doesn’t exist

we’ve gathered her blanket with satin trim
we’ve clearance to bring her dog, I hold back
the impulse to say he won’t understand
his tail has been down for weeks, his ears
curled like pigs asking for longer? still?
he doesn’t bark at anyone anymore
the neighbors sigh relief as I wipe tears

he waits on her bed when we leave, scurries
on return, his nails scratching hard floors
he bumps his wet nose on her little hand
and he walks beside me back to her bed
I lift her tiny frame, too light, too close
to flight, and he gets me
he lays down on top of her, holding her down
one more day Oh God!

Can’t you have someone else?

my friends say, they’ve made such progress these days
but her eyes are getting too dark, too big
she looks older than she’ll ever be
and she won’t ask now, Will I get better?

she lets me carry her, lets him climb on top
she whispers like a butterfly between
throwing up
it’s okay, I’ve seen it, you know
it’s so pretty there, and there’s so much room

I look at pictures to remember
what color her hair was, so fine spun gold

and how is it no one else sees?
just me and sweet little Doggie Boy
we’ve had since she was a toddler

just me and her dog
carrying her along
Oh God! Oh God!
Can’t she stay? Can’t she stay?



TITLE : Corina


AUTHOR: lokilover9

Original Imagine: Imagine you’re an Asgardian Woman married to a nobleman. After a few years into your marriage, he begins to ignore you sexually. Each time you are both invited to Royal gatherings, he gets a bit drunk and acts like an ass so you avoid him. You’ve also noticed how incredibly gorgeous Loki is and often had to snap yourself out of staring at him.


Notes: Hello lovelies! Due the great response to this imagine, I was possessed to do a one shot. Hope you like it! 🙂 After they were done that night at the palace, Loki told Corina he would keep her husband there to sleep in a guest room. He explained to her that this was a common thing with Odin’s friends and associates after they’d drank themselves into a stupor, often passing out in the men’s room. Corina was overjoyed and Loki then lead her through various corridors and out through some secret doors. He walked her to a carriage, got her settled in, then told the coachman to take her to her residence.

Seven days later, a gift basket was delivered to Corinas door with a note attached. It was noon and Gunnar was just crawling out of bed after a late night out with ‘associates’ he claimed.

“What is it?” He miserably asked.

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Hit and Miss ; L. Donghyuck

➮ for: anon (callie)

➮ words: 3k

➮ genre: prince!au

➮ summary: prince’s and princesses around the world have to attend school to even be acknowledged by society as people who deserve a hierarchical role. 


Society advanced far and wide in technology,  humanities, cultures as the years skidded by, but in many ways, the royalty and their customs had barely altered. Perhaps they gained a technological edge, or that women had far more rights than previous eras, but status was essential in the eye of society.

Many nations watched the slow rise yet destructive fall of an Empire; unfit rulers took power to an all new extreme, crashing their worlds into utter chaos. With so many tragic Kingdoms falling because of them, a school arose to crown a prince of a nation. Only if deemed worthy of leadership, otherwise the crown would go to another child or successor. 

In modern day, a Prince or Princess once turned sixteen would then go to the school the following January to become a crowned Prince or Princess.
If they failed, the children would never advance in their social ranks; forever Princes and Princesses, forever overlooked. Society was harsh now, barely glancing at royalty before a crowning ceremony.

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Putting Lipstick On A Pig

Except for the whole murder thing, Courtney James seemed like a lovely young woman. She was bright, articulate, a dedicated college student and well liked waitress at a popular restaurant.

I met her when she was sitting in an interrogation room at the precinct. She was a bit on the larger side, dressed conservatively in pastel colors and minimal makeup, and when I came in, she introduced herself with a polite smile, as if we were meeting for a job interview as opposed to a police investigation. She had declined to have an attorney present, so I got right to business.

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PRIDE || MAFIA!Seokmin [Chp 2]

BLURB: Sometimes we put on facades to seem stronger than we are, when all we need is someone to tell us they will hold our hand through it all.

GENRE: mafia!au, action, mystery, family

WORDS: 2752

PART: 1 | 2 |

For the record, you had tried very hard to resist the invitation.

This was the mafia for goodness sake – even your hunger-induced brain couldn’t deny it was dangerous and probably an even stupider idea than Wonho’s failed heist. But if it meant you could sink your teeth into some fresh bread or suck on a succulent piece of grilled chicken before dying from the poison they put in it, you honestly didn’t mind. You liked living but you liked food more.

That thought had you contemplating your priorities but not for very long.

The smiling boy was still smiling at you.

“So?” he prompted.

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Osshun Gum - Just Unique lyrics (translation)

you just like the ocean
you just like a lotion
you just like a boogie boogie dance
and Im woo woo woo woo
like im woo woo woo woo

우린 같이 꿈을 꿔야될거야
바다위에 떠있듯 같이 아~ 아 아아 ~

빠르게만 따라다가 길을 잃은 애들과는
달리 밝은 빛이 나지 너는 그걸 아는지 난 묻고싶어
숨겨진 깊은 마음에서 쉬고 싶어~

모두가 같은 세계에서 살고있지만
생각이 다 같을순없지 그게 우릴 빛이나게
하지 마치 가치가큰보석 같이
또 꿈을 품었으니 마지막 까지 절대 닳지 않지

우리 둘
생각이 많은 만큼 느낀것들 맘껏풀어
더 크나큰 다리건너 고도 남는 꿈은 많을거야

다른 색을 찾아 떠
나 여러 물감들로 머릴 뒤덮고 마구웃어
we just got a lot of shit 잔소린 안들리듯이
막나갈거야 like a pig but 지녔어 자부심
또 갇혀 지낼 수는 없지 좀더 멋진
날갤한껏 펼친채로 느껴 멋진경치~

you just like the ocean
you just like a lotion
you just like a boogie boogie dance
and Im woo woo woo woo
like im woo woo woo woo

우린 같이 꿈을 꿔야될거야
바다위에 떠있듯 같이 아~ 아 아아 ~


you just like the ocean
you just like a lotion
you just like a boogie boogie dance
and Im woo woo woo woo
like im woo woo woo woo

We’ll have to dream together
as if we’re floating in the ocean ah

We’re different from those who only follow fast and then get lost
we shine bright, I want to ask if you know that
I want to rest deep in your hidden heart

Everyone is living in the same world but
but we can’t all thing the same way, that makes us shine
like valuable jewelry
I had a dream but until the end I don’t reach it

The two of us
think too much and release what we feel just as much, to the fullest
we cross even more enormous bridges and a lot of dreams remain at the same height

I look for different colors
various things cover my head and I laugh hard
we just got a lot of shit, as if I can’t hear the scolding
I’ll be on my way out like a pig but I have my pride
I can’t be confined anymore, while opening my nicer wings
as much as I want I feel the wonderful scenery

you just like the ocean
you just like a lotion
you just like a boogie boogie dance
and Im woo woo woo woo
like im woo woo woo woo

We’ll have to dream together
as if we’re floating in the ocean ah