The tv is on but I’m not watching it. Young Bae is. I’m a little… um… preoccupied with my thoughts. I’ve been on my period for three days now and my mind has been hazy for these few days. At first I thought it was a fever cause I’m always hot (pun not intended). But it is always hotter when I’m with my Bae Bae. And my mind these days… If someone knew what I’ve been thinking all day… They would be mentally scarred and probably just free fall from a building. Pretty sure of that. A shift on the couch broke off my almost the same height as him. So I have to lower my body. It looks funny if seen from a third person’s point of view. But it’s comfortable as hell. He’s shirtless again. I looked at his chest and blew air towards his nipples. I’m bored you can’t blame me. I watched as his muscle twitch. “You’re not paying attention to the tv are you? Baby?” “Who could when you’re shirtless?” I looked up to him and brushed my cheeks against his stubble. “Hmmmm… baby you’re so cute. But do you want me to wear a shirt so that you can concentrate?” “No. It’s too hot.” I nibbled his stubble. He smirked knowingly. I like shirtless wonder Young Bae. I continued to nibble on him. I moved from the stubble to the jaw line and the earlobes. I always liked the ear. They are so sensitive and erogenous. I bit and licked on him like it was mating season. God I love these hormones. Young Bae began panting and his hot breaths met my neck. If my neck had a life of its own, I think it’ll be sucking on those breaths right now. But that is a kinda disturbing image to imagine. I continued downwards towards his neck and I let my hands roam about his body. Hard and smooth. My hands moved on their own like how kids move knowingly in their hometowns. I could feel ... ... middle of paper ... ...rd. I laughed. “I know what you mean. I was just playing with you.” I gave him a 1000788678567 watt smile. He looked a little hurt though. “Hey, I just wanted to lighten the atmosphere. It was getting a little… you know what I mean.” “It’s okay baby. Anything to make you smile and laugh. That’s what that makes my day.” “Cheeesy. Speaking of cheese can we get pizza?! I’m freaking hungry now. Can we? Can we? Can WE?” “Okay okay.” “You call. You get it. You pay. Bye bye!” I sprinted into my room and dived right onto my bed. “YA!!!!” Hello everyone~ new fic again… but this concept… I think not many people will like it… But I always wondered why girls in fanfics never get period. LOL Anyway, I hope you at least accept this concept. *90 degrees bow* Anyway, I think I will be posting YB short scenarios on Twitter. Follow me @yooondal if you want to read them!!! :D Moon.
...rned my head toward his,tucked my long brown hair behind my ear, took my face with both of his hands and told me that everything would be okay. Ben pulled my face to his a gently kissed my forehead and then pulled my head to his chest, which was warm, and strong.
More often than not, when analyzing the similarities and differences between a written story and its reimagined film version, the differences leave an altered impression on the audience. In the short story, A Rose for Emily, the outstanding differences take the viewer on a ride they didn’t experience when reading the story. The biggest alteration is how the story’s chronological order takes a twist as they place the events back into an order in which they happened. Even though it is easier to follow, the original version left the audience dazed and confused for a reason. It made it less predictable, and allowed the reader to guess why Emily did those things. The offbeat approach the film takes adds more romance, rearranges the original time
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In William Faulkner’s “A Rose for Emily” the main character named Emily is a women of high status and is the gossip of the town. Emily was thirty and remained unmarried. Soon she found a Northern man named Homer Baron and was spending most of her time with him until the town didn’t see him after he stepped foot into the house of Emily. The narrator/detective revealed at the end a very disturbing attribute about what was held in Emily’s house. However, William Faulkner’s idea of a detective story is far from becoming visible as the traditions make it stand. Based on William Faulkner’s “A Rose for Emily,” he used a unique style to re-create detective genres that clearly made him an extraordinary writer
Unattainable Love and Time Faulkner's "A Rose for Emily" In the story "A Rose for Emily," the author, William Faulkner, recounts the life of a woman from an elite family in the Deep South. Emily Grierson is an eccentric spinster who goes through her life searching for love and security. Due to her relationship with her father, and the intrusiveness of the townspeople in her life, she is unable to get away from her past. Arising from a young woman's search for love, the use of symbolism profoundly develops the theme, therefore, bringing to light the issues of morality.
"After you eat, go on a take a shower we are going to be out for the whole day. I got oodles of plans for today! I'm gonna go and pack some things!"
All the mystery and suspense are makes great compaction of stories. The theme are included in Briar Rose love, Identity, truth redemption and hope. Kusnír, claims that Moreover, this replacement of reality by the vision of the world produced by a favored culture means a replacement of disorder and disorientation caused by living in the modern world by a safety and order offered by popular culture giving less troublesome adaptation in values and mandate of how to distinguish between good and evil. Detective novels give a reader a sense of rationality and rational recognition of evil (pursuit of the murder), the structure of fairy tales and cartoons highlight a valiant, idealized feature of positive values, science fiction underline the rationality of technological creation, and, for example, horror and love stories persuade the basic
I laid in my bed last night. My thoughts wandered until you walked through the door. You breasts swung freely as you walked toward the bed. You climbed on the edge; your tits hung as you crawled over me. You pushed at my shoulders and moved over my face. Your scent filled me as I positioned myself under you. I watched your lips spread apart for me as I pulled at your ass. I could see the glistening wetness as I kneaded.
With a concerned look on her face, “I’m sorry babe, I wish there was something that I could do to make you feel better.”
Concerning the contextualization of A Rose of Family as a sign of the times of women at that point, where cultural norms of women lead to a life in domestication. The recognition of the rose here as it is carefully placed in the title of the piece as well bears significance to the physical rose and what it meant to the young women in the South during the 1800s (Kurtz 40). Roses are generally given as tokens of love and affection by males to females. There are even remnants of it today where young lads also profess their love to women with roses; women still see it as an act of endearment towards them.
In William Faulkner’s short story, “A Rose for Emily”, the butler is directly related to the traditional values in the older generation. Because of his status and race the butler is not allowed to openly express his ideals like Emily is allowed to. The butler’s role is to display the traditions of the older southern generation. The butler serves his role thorough this story by being excessively loyal and protective of Emily, by fulfilling his duty as a servant, and by being racial discriminated against from people in the town.
"They do now!" And began stripping as I laughed. I mean, I couldn't exactly be dressed now that I had told him I was naked, that would be
The narrator of the woman’s rose starts by describing the content of a wooden box which has been kept with special care over the years. This box is special because it contains a rose which is unique. Among the rose once belonged some other flowers but none are as important as the rose which resisted the test of time. The narrator moves on by describing the story behind her rose. When she was still fifteen, she visited a village where single men constituted the majority of the population. The narrator describes the only girl who was seen there and the young girl had power to seduce the men. Every one of them was falling for her. As soon as the narrator made her apparition in the village, the young girl became