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DAMN THIS IS GOOD. thank you Mas. you’re a damn pro at picking these

♬ gang

Lyrics

A sad story, might find it boringLost his mum to a drug named HeroinFather’s gone, so grandma’s left with everythingTwo grandkids and a daughter’s coffinI never really knew him when he was growing upBut I assumed that it was a little fuckedNo parents for him to look up toJust a brother whom I knew was a dodgy fuckShit, I used to think he was a dickTried too hard to fitAnd never grow out of it

Now he don’t talk too much, talk too muchHe’s probably given up, given upI think he’s had enough, had enoughCause he ran out of luck, out of luckNever left his home townThat’s what probably did itNever saw the other worldsThat he didn’t want to go and get itOccupied by fitting in where mindsA small west, small thingsMake the small things feel so tallWill he ever change?Well apparentlyHe reapplied for college and was waiting for his gradesIt wouldn’t help his caseOh, I couldn’t ever sayNow he don’t talk too much, talk too muchHe’s probably given up, given upI think he’s had enough, had enoughCause he ran out of luck, out of luckBut wait my life’s out, a night outBrothers in town, simmer down, a few fightsNow kicked out clubs, shit the suns upOne looks all it took for his girl to cuss at anotherDudes being dudesThey blow at the chest to impress these breastsThat’d just started this messThey must protect the damsel in distressSo other girl’s man decides to clench his fistsAnd then he threw and missedBrother’s hit, as did hisDropped him quick, then one kick to the headOh shit other man is deadNow he don’t talk too much, talk too muchHe’s probably given up, given upI think he’s had enough, had enoughCause he ran out of luck, out of luckAnd now he’s locked away21 years of ageHow many lives will go to waste?As far as gravesUntil I see some fucking changeOh, and I don’t even know howWe continue toFight one another now…Now he don’t talk too much, talk too muchHe’s probably given up, given upI think he’s had enough, had enoughCause he ran out of luck, out of luck

Reason

First off, this song is one of my all time favorites. It’s just a phenomenal song and a fantastic yet terribly sad story. It’s a song of trauma. How eventually, after facing so much over so long, we just.. give up. I know Wolf has not given up in a sense but let’s face it. The man’s run out of luck. And he knows it. This song I think relates well to him. A man can only take so much before he is just..tired. And stops.

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                                              2018 ART SUMMARY

Last months of the year where a tiny bit less productive because of work and general burn out, but in general i am super happy with how this year went art-wise. Two very good, very intense fixations happened: the Blood and Wine one first, and the Dungeons and Dragons after that. Not bad. Not bad at all. Made quite a lot of fully rendered paintings, hundreds of sketches (mostly floating heads but oh well), unlocked some nice fanartist’s achievements. I’m happy.

Thanks for following this blog for another year You Guys, I love You <3

Cheers,

Kooks <3

PS.: i thought this summary will be mostly hands, but apparently this year was more about scarred dudes staring intensively into the camera -__-

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What a Life

It’s strange how fast things can change.

In the matter of a few seconds, a life can be irreversibly altered, for better or for worse. It doesn’t seem to matter who you are, what you do, or where you go: shit happens. I learned that a long time ago. My whole family died in the matter of minutes, and I was left alone, scared, with nowhere to go and no one to help me.

But I made it out alright. Made a life for myself, kept moving forwards. Then that second catastrophe hit, and Gilneas was destroyed. That hurt, too, and it happened even slower than the other one, which made it more painful. I had time to think as my home crumbled around me. Wish I hadn’t. Wish the bitch and her armies could’ve just ended it all in a snap.

Well, that turned out alright too. Made it out alive, which is more than I can say for some of my friends and countrymen. And to such a beautiful place: Darnassus. Shame that’s gone now, too.

Not entirely sure why I started writing this. Think I was just feeling inspired. It happens occasionally. I think the point I’m trying to make with all of this is that no matter what happens, you just gotta keep on going. It’ll work out in the end. Worked out for me at least.

If I’d stopped or given up or given into any of the multitude of things that tried to stop me along the way, I wouldn’t be able to watch my son as he plays with his toys now. Wouldn’t be able to help him grow up, take care of him. Wouldn’t even have a son.

I’ve certainly sacrificed a lot to get where I am. Done some bad things, some of which I regret, some of which I don’t. Made plenty of mistakes. Got duped a few times, was nearly killed in a few of those instances. But I wasn’t. Made it out of those, too.

Also not sure who’s gonna end up reading this. Might just be me when I’m old and feeble, or it might be Forrest some day. Who knows?

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😉😉😉😉😉 taste defeat, wretch

theres only so many sex headcanons i can come up with gotdayum

If a woman licks Wolf’s scars on his chest there’s a 98.175% chance he’s gonna moan

Conversely, if anyone ever tries to put something into Wolf’s ass there’s a 100.000% chance that person is gonna get their teeth knocked down their throat

Wolf likes giving oral more than he likes receiving it. It’s kind of like a warm-up to get his partner to be more, this is a really weird way to put it but I can’t think of a better word, docile when he eventually goes the full way

Wolf’s 2nd fav position is standing while pressing his partner against a wall/tree/something

ULTRA SECRET NSFW FACT: One of Wolf’s very rarely touched on kinks is biting...biting to the point where blood is drawn, both on him and his partner

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😉😉😉😉

more hot fresh deets comin right up

Wolf’s straight, but has he at the very least THOUGHT of what it’d be like to fuck a dude? Yes

And another fun fact, Wolf made out with a dude while he was hammered drunk one time

After a session with Wolf, it’s a 100% certainty that his partner’s going to walk away with at the very least a hickey and a few bruises

Oh yeah Wolf l o v e s to leave marks. Alpha Masculine Male 9000

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😉😉😉😉

ok anon you asked for it

Wolf’s fav position is missionary because he feels the closest to his partner that way and also has easy access for ch-ch-ch-choking

His donger grew bigger (yes in human form) when he was afflicted with the Worgen curse

Along the same vein, Wolf totally had herpes or gonorrhea or some shit before he became a Worgen, but the curse neutralized all that stuff

Wolf never wears protection and he rarely pulls out (only upon his partner’s request)

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😉😉😉😉😉😉

w0w ok

If there was anyone who was ever the polar opposite of a sub, it’s Wolf. Control is EVERYTHING to him, but he does love fighting for it.

Choking almost to the point of unconsciousness is a Wolf Classic®.

Given that he’s, ya know, a Worgen, Wolf gets really primal in bed (i.e. growls, snarls, howls, etc.) Despite this, he doesn’t like doing the do in Worgen form.

Wolf loves being told how hot and strong he is. Looooooves it

Expanding more on the idea of fighting for control, Wolf will literally brawl a sexual partner (consensually of course) until they give up control.

Wolf loves nature, and he also loves fucking. Therefore, he loves fucking in nature.

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fuck it

For every 😉 I get, you’ll get a NSFW headcanon about my muse.

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i’m glad this has been spared from the NSFW purge

………………………….yea

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everyone’s already said it but

tumblr is a garbage company that makes garbage decisions and is going to end up like all garbage does: discarded

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WOW

so idk if anyone cares about boxing but Tyson Fury and Deontay Wilder are both

GODS

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“The nerve of those Whos. Inviting me down there. On such short notice. Even if I wanted to go, my schedule wouldn’t allow it!”

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love it. an old lady that’s found peace and doesn’t feel the need to watch her mouth

♡ to meet my elderly muse! ( older than she already is that is. got em )

DEATH’S DOOR IT IS, ALMOST DEAD BUT NOT QUITE DEAD. She’s already as old as she’s gonna get.

Age never truly did show on the elf’s face, yet the weakness was showing well in her body. Shanaris’ muscle mass deteriorated, and expression locked into something– not vile, but peaceful; transcended one would say. There was no mistaking the shakes in her step or the pauses between any act requiring more energy than necessary.

The loss of immortality left time to finally deteriorate Shanaris, and try as she might… the Dream was calling her. Sleep persisted more and more, and sometimes Shanaris would not awake for days at a time. 

“Still alive, little hunter?” The words left Shanaris’ lips with a yawn following suit. Before Eldricc had a chance to answer, she had already raised her hand and dismissed any chance the man would have to speak.

“Of course you are.The things I see are usually loved ones long past. You were just a great friend. Your son must by a fine young man by now, especially if he was raised by a human like yourself… unbroken by the mental and emotional beatings…”

Another yawn stopped Shanaris’ words, even whilst standing the elf seemed to be falling asleep, her voice growing lower and slower. 

“My own have grown strong… still children, still so much to learn… but strong. They listen to their elders well. Retirement has been nice. Gardening has been even nicer. The world is still shit… but my little piece of it is perfect. Now as the Dream takes me… I am left hoping I have enough time to see my children become adults.” Shanaris hummed pleasantly, offering a bare, still faint smile to Eldricc.

“How are you, little hunter?”

I like to imagine old, super old, Shanaris as a very uncensored lady that even curses more often. Also she rambles because age.

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♧ to meet my muse at a specified point in their lives! THE HAPPIEST point of their lives.

Nearly an hour had gone by, but to Eldricc it seemed as if only a minute or two had elapsed. The sound of peaceful, light breaths and the feeling of a tiny heart thumping against him were soothing, more so than anything he had ever felt before. This was tranquility – utter peace.

Eldricc opened his eyes and peered down at the infant cradled against his bare chest, fast asleep and comfortable. The sight instantly evoked a grin and gradually a smile from the scarred, rugged, and tough-looking man who, in this moment, was reduced – or, perhaps, elevated – to a kinder state: a loving father.

Craning his head down just a bit, Eldricc pressed a kiss atop the young boy’s head and patted his back gently. He held his lips there for a moment before straightening back out and shutting his eyes once more. Finally, he felt as if he belonged…as if he mattered.

“I love you, Forrest. Always.”

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Timewarp Thursday

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◇ to meet my muse as a child!

♡ to meet my elderly muse!

♧ to meet my muse at a specified point in their lives!

♤ ACES WILD! Mun picks!

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11/27/2018

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Sean Macguire [2/∞]