#BCWYWF

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Thunder and lighting. Thunder and lightning. Thunder and lightning.

[skittles-the-whumpee]

Be Careful What You Wish For - Chapter 3

TW: pet whump, creepy demon whumper, human whumpee, branding, collaring, intimacy from whumper, intimate touching.

Cris is expecting fire, brimstone, lava, red rocks…what he gets instead is a foyer, a tiled floor, stairs on both side of the room, and an entryway into what looks like a living room. “This can’t be Hell…” he thinks quietly and decides it best not to finish that thought, remembering that Daelan can hear his thought and not wanting to give him any ideas.

Daelan looks down at his human, hearing the confusion in his thoughts. “Hell isn’t all fire and chaos, pet,” he says as he continues walking through the foyer to the living room with Cris lagging behind as he is still getting used to crawling, “do you really think a Demon Lord would choose to live in those conditions?” Cris shakes his head. “N-No, Sir…to be honest…I didn’t know…not much is known about Hell.”

Daelan sighs and unbuttons his suit jacket before casually sitting down on the black leather chair that matches the couch. “Of course not, but that’s neither here nor there.” He leans forward and grabs a smooth obsidian box from the wrought-iron coffee table and places it on the arm of his chair. “Kneel.” He says, pointing to the floor between his feet. His pet immediately obeys and crawls to him, relieved to be crawling on carpet versus the slate flooring of the living room, and kneels where told with his hands folded nervously in his lap.

Daelan opens the box and pulls out a black brushed metal collar, opening it and placing an index finger on the back of the inside. Cris can see a symbol begin to glow on the outside of where Daelan has his finger but he can’t quite make it out. He’s more focused on the fact that a part of this collar is glowing red hot. The pitiful human looks up at his Master with worry all over his face and his gaze is met with an uncaring grin. “Stay.” Daelan says firmly before moving the collar behind his pet's neck, the symbol maintaining its dull glow as it nears his neck. He shuts his eyes tight and grits his teeth in preparation for the intense pain.

Cris's skin sizzles as the metal makes contact, making him cry out and grip his thighs, digging his nails into his own flesh to try to feel any other pain than the searing heat. His Master shushes him softly, cooing in his ear as the collar locks itself, permanently affixed to the boy’s neck. “That’s it…that’s a good pet.” The sudden tenderness catches Cris off guard and tears begin to streak his cheeks.

Cris shudders as he chokes down his pained sobs, not wanting to be weak in the eyes of his Master. His Master, however, relishes the oh so obvious weakness, drinking in the pathetic image that lay before him. Every demon wishes to have their own soul to torment for all eternity. Most get stuck with reluctant souls, ones that fight back for as long as they can. Daelan is one of the lucky few that managed to find an obedient pet of a soul and he knows it.

Daelan pulls the crying boy towards him so he can inspect the fresh brand on the back of his pet's neck. “Perfect. Good pet.” He praises as he lifts Cris's chin with his hand, wiping away a tear with his thumb. “Your collar looks so good on you.” His prideful look sends a chill up Cris's spine.

The demon motions for Cris to sit on his lap and the pitiful human obeys, climbing onto his Master’s lap, straddling it and blushing bright red, cheeks stained with dry tears. Daelan places his hands on the boy's thighs, squeezing them and enjoying just how soft his pet’s skin is. The touch makes Cris shut his eyes and part his lips, having been touch-starved for so long, he welcomes it, especially after such a painful experience like the branding he just experienced.

“If I didn’t know any better”, Daelan started with a chuckle, “I’d say you enjoy being touched like this. Huh, pet?” Cris nods. “Yes, Master.” He answers softly, wishing that Daelan would explore his body with his hands. “Say it. Use your words…not your thoughts.” The order reminds Cris that even his own thoughts are no longer private. He replies with a soft, breathy voice. “P-Please…Master…please touch me more…m-my body is yours…please…”

Daelan’s grin widens. “Good boy.” He says before letting his hands slowly wander over Cris's body, making the boy moan ever so sweetly as he does. He pulls his pet’s body against his own, admiring how much smaller Cris is to him as he runs his hands over his back. Cris gently places his hands on his Master’s shoulders as he lives in the moment.

The fearsome Demon Lord leans his head forward to whisper in his beloved pet's ear, growling the words deeply and quietly.

“My sweet little pet, my good boy.”

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[blackiron11]

Now I am thinking about making a series with my readerio from BCWYWF 😭😭

[angel-wears-miu-miu]

Bcwywf my fav mv btw

TDOPOM music video is the best one. And Just Pretend is the worst music video. To me.

Not worst but...kinda boring?😬😅

[rhunae]

I finally got around to writing something on my Duncan x Surana wip. It's not posted, but it was something that came to mind and I wrote it. Felt nice to finally write something again.

[bobasheebaby]

Animals- Be Careful What You Wish For chapter 10

Pairing: Liam x MC; Liam x OC

Word count: 1,646

Warnings: Evil Liam, Rebecca, cheating, 🍋

Summary: Seven months later, some things changed; some for the better and some for the worse.

Song inspiration: Animals by Maroon 5 (I’m honestly not sure why this song drove this chapter but it did so here we are.)

A/N: A huge thank you to @sirbeepsalot for all of her help and advice and being an ever patient sounding board. (MoE thanks DoE as well.) Thank you to everyone still on this crazy train, and everyone who just joined. And another twist from DoE and MoE. Also I get one idea in my head and then I write and the characters change shit on me all the time so if something I said in a comment changes know it’s probably the crazy characters I refuse to fight because I enjoy the tiny bit of remaining sanity I have. This should be enjoyable for all whether you’re rooting for Evil Liam, for Rebecca to fall, or for there to be some justice for Bastien and Drake(I hope).

Series warnings: Evil Liam, dark!fic, deceit, manipulation, dub con, possible NSFW content, possible character death. This is taking the Liam from TRH to the extreme, he is not the Liam we know and love. By clicking read more you acknowledge you are at least 18 years of age.

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Disclaimer: I only own my OC’s, the rest I’m simply borrowing from PB for a bit.

Liam found her beguiling. He could hardly tear his eyes from her, unable to focus on anything she said. Her deep brown eyes that were like melted chocolate, the way her chestnut hair cascaded down in waves past her shoulders, and her olive skin glowed all left him nearly breathless. He found her and her curves intoxicating and all he wanted to do was run his hands and tongue all over her body.

“Liam, did you hear me?” Her lilting Italian accent music to his ears, pulling him up for air.

He subtly shook his head, trying to regain focus. It was hard, her beauty, and confidence made him feel drunk without a drop to drink. He smiled, nodding as he reached for his glass of Scotch. What was I thinking going to a dinner ‘meeting’ with her? We both know where this is headed by now, why all the pretenses? Because I’m still married. It was a mistake, she’s not who I thought. He smiled softly, his chestnut brown eyes soft as he gazed lovingly at her. She knows, she understands, how the fuck did I ever get so lucky?

*

Rebecca shifted uncomfortably in her bed. Stupid bed rest! Stupid high blood pressure! Her hand hit the bed as she clicked through the channels. Ugh there is nothing to do on bed rest! She rolled her eyes as another channel was still talking about Drake and Bastien. “You’d think they’d get bored of that after a while.”

THE SEARCH FOR THE BODIES OF BASTIEN LYKEL AND DRAKE WALKER STILL ONGOING

Her head turned as another sympathy arrangement was brought in. “Seriously?! Can they stop it with the damn flowers?!” She took a deep breath, Liam’s words trilling loudly in her head. You need to at least try to appear to be bereaved. She put on a perfect smile. “I think there are more than enough flowers in the bedroom maybe brighten up the kitchen instead.” It looks like a damn funeral home in here!

The maid nodded, retreating with the flowers.

It’s been months, why are they still sending stupid condolence gifts?! If they want to send something they should send baby gifts! She dropped her smile, rolling her eyes with distaste. Being on all the time is exhausting. She settled into the pillows, closing her eyes. Hopefully I can actually get some rest. She rested her hand on her round abdomen, wishing for one short period of respite. I’m not the one who killed them I don’t know why he plagues my dreams.

*

He pressed her up against the door, his hand fumbling with the keycard as he kissed and nipped her neck, her moans only spurring him on. His mind buzzed, and the room spun. How much did I have to drink? He finally slid the keycard in, pushing open the door, his lips moving to hers as they stumbled into the room. I’m drunk on her. He kicked the door shut, his hands sliding up her perfect curves, dragging the silky black fabric up over her hips.

She stepped back breaking the kiss, pushing him backward onto the couch. “Not yet your majesty.” She ran her hands up over her hips, gently swaying to the unheard beat. “I’m in charge tonight.”

Liam leaned forward, his hands going for her hips.

She stepped backward. “It’s easy to see your wife isn’t in charge enough.” She spun facing away from him, her hand reaching up, slowly dragging the zipper down. She allowed the silk to slip down her shoulders, gliding down her curves, pooling around her feet. She looked over her shoulder. “I would hate to have to punish you.”

Liam leaned back with a growl. He wanted to feel and caress her silky smooth skin, but she had him utterly bewitched. He watched as she continued to sway her hips, the movement intoxicating him more. He groaned as he felt his phone vibrating in his pocket. He glanced at the screen, face temporarily hardening. Not dealing with her now. He quickly powered down his phone tossing it to the side, allowing her to entrance him with her body once more.

She unclasped her bra, sliding the straps down over her arms, tossing the bra to the side. She spun, still swaying to the beat in her head, her hair fanning out behind her. She felt her cheeks flush as he shamelessly raked his eyes over her nearly nude form. She had always been confident in her body, but the way he looked at her lit her skin on fire, every look telling her he wanted to devour her. “Someone’s a tad over dressed.” She giggled as he jumped to his feet, quickly ridding himself of his clothes. “Someone’s eager.” She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her lace panties, slowly dragging them drown. She allowed them to drop to her feet, carefully stepping out of them. She stepped forward, pushing him back onto the couch. “Now you may touch.” She grabbed his hands placing them on her hips.

Liam pulled her onto his lap with a growl. He kissed up her neck, gently nipping her earlobe. “You’re such a fucking tease.” His hot breath fanned against her neck, sending goosebumps across her skin.

Her chocolate eyes sparkled. “You know you love it.”

Liam hummed his agreement, his hands moving to caress her full breasts. I love you. He dipped his head down, taking her perfect breast into his mouth. You can’t say it until you’re free. He swirled his tongue around her hardening bud, teasing the other between his thumb and forefinger.

“Liam.” She threw her head back with a moan, her entire body alight with need.

He grazed his teeth over her nipple as he pulled off, ravishing her other breast with the same attention. He slid his hand down over curves to the apex of her thighs. She arched her back as his fingers slipped through her slick folds. “Tell me what you want Andra.”

“You.” She gasped, his fingers circling her clit. All of you. The she-witch doesn’t deserve you.

He circled her entrance making her mewl with need.

“Please.” She begged.

He delved his fingers inside her, pumping them in and out. He slipped her hardened peak from his mouth, sitting back watching her wither and moan as he worked her closer to her first climax.

She gripped his shoulders, French tipped nails digging crescent moons into the skin. Her head fell back as his thumb found her clit, sending her over the edge. Her walls pulsed around his fingers, a gush of wetness coating them in her essence.

He slipped his fingers from her bringing them to his mouth licking them clean. She tastes like heaven. He groaned as her hand slipped between them grabbing his thick length, she lifted her hips, teasing him through her folds. He grabbed her hips pulling her down, impaling her on his throbbing length, groaning as she stretched around him. She rolled her hips, slowly raising her hips teasing him, returning her hands to his shoulders. He thrust upward, pulling her hips back down, a dangerous hunger in his eyes as he took control.  “Yes… Liam…” She whimpered and gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders, piercing the skin. I’m yours.

He flipped her onto the couch, fucking into her harder and deeper. Her legs wrapped around his waist, nails dragging down his back leaving angry red lines. Her vision blurred and body spasmed as her walls clamped around him pulling him with her to oblivion, their cries of pleasure mixing together.

*

Rebecca sighed, tossing the remote to the side. Every station seemed to be obsessed with the search for Drake and Bastien, and of course she couldn’t get a moments rest without being plagued by his face. Why aren’t they that obsessed with me? I’m carrying their damn heir! She picked up her phone, clicking into her messages.

Rebecca- I’m bored and I miss you.

She placed her phone back beside her waiting for it to light up with his response. She retrieved the remote. Maybe there is something I haven’t already watched a million times on Netflix. She scrolled through, rolling her eyes and sighing as she selected America’s Most Eligible season ten. It’s mind numbingly boring but at least Ivy knows how to get what she wants. She shifted as the music filtered through the speakers.

As the episode ended she glanced at her phone. Nothing. Why hasn’t he answered me?!

Rebecca- Will you be back in time for our ultrasound? I really miss you and maybe if the doctor says it’s okay we can go shopping for our little princess.

She dropped her phone back onto the bed as the second episode started to play. She allowed her mind to wander to thoughts of their daughter. Princess Emilia Rose Rhys. She could picture her so clearly, how she’d dress her in the cutest, most frilly dresses. I wonder if they make real tiaras for baby’s. I’ll have to see if it can be done. She picked up her phone as the third episode ended. He still hasn’t replied?! What the hell Liam?!

Rebecca- What the hell Liam?! How dare you ignore your queen?!

Oh he better have a good reason for not getting back to me!

*

“Do you have to leave tomorrow?” She asked drawing circles on his chest as they cuddled on the bed after there second romp.

Liam smoothed down her hair as he sighed. “I promised I’d be back for the ultrasound.”

She lifted her head, replacing her frown with a seductive smile. She refused to waste a second of their time together being sad. “Then let’s not waste another minute.”

He smiled as he pulled her down for a kiss. How in the world did I get so lucky to find you Alessandra?

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[gallaghercest]

Hey there ! I don't always agreed but I think your analysis are always interesting, so I have questions ! A) What do you think about "Be careful what you wish for" ? I feel like it's about Liam (and Noel saying "son" made think about one of your post so here we are) B) Do you think "Come back to me" is about Noel ? (Don't think it's about Nicole and it will be weird if it'd be about Debbie, so we only have...Noel) Anyway, happy new year in advance, and live forever !

HIIII! First things first: if you have a different vision on any analysis or theory, I would love to hear them! I truly believe that the only way we have to find out the truth is to gather all our thoughts and information we’ve got!

Now, let’s go to your questions:

A) I agree with you. As you said on your review (I loved it to bits), everything in that album is about money and Liam. And we have to keep in mind that even when a song is not about Liam, Liam is always in the back of Noel’s head, and that’s really important. Even Liam stated before Chasing Yesterday being released that he would surely be there somewhere – in the lyrics, in the background, somewhere.

Noel is the ultimate bullshiter when it comes to excuses for songs – from “This song is about nothing in particular” to “This song is about an imaginary friend”. In some lines, I see the song being about both Liam and the kids, and I’ll explain why:

“Tidy your books upPut them under your bed[…]Be careful what you wish forBe careful what you dreamThey let you sing your songs, sonBut they’ll never hear you scream”

The first two lines are surely about his kids, they are the “commandos” that parents usually tell kids to do – in fact, the whole song is based on those. The third and fourth line I see being about both (kids and Liam), specially Liam… I can’t explain WHY I think of Liam when I read them, but I see it as if Noel was saying like “well, now you lost me”, you know what I mean? And the last two lines are 100% about Liam. Noel always give it away when he mentions song-singing – he does the same on Angel Child. Who is the person who sings songs? Liam does. And the scream part, in my opinion, can be focused on the fact that Liam never had many friends outside Oasis and neither his friends nor the fans can understand Liam’s struggles and pain, cause they only see the “Liam Gallagher” side of him, so although they LET Liam sing the songs, they don’t hear him scream. You know what I mean?

Then the song continues and Noel keeps calling the person “son”, which, as you said, is just one more proof that Liam was in the back of his mind. Noel always knew he was a father to Liam. But, what makes me sure that Liam is on this song is the last lines:

“You’ve fallen like an angelStranded on the earthThey let you see their richesThey never tell you what you’re worthThey’ve put you in the back seatWhile they’re heading for the sunAnd if you’re waiting for the raptureThe day will never come…”

I gave myself the luxury of making the important topics bold. So, come with me: “Fallen angel” is an already known concept for all of us. It appears on The Turning and AKA… Broken Arrow. I always considered it being a reference to Liam, since Noel always treated Liam as something divine, I don’t know if that’s somethinf you’re aware of, but he does that in Slide Away, Idler’s Dream and even Angel Child. And “fallen angel” fits perfectly with Liam, since, well, Lucifer was the fallen angel, the most beautiful angel of heaven, which ended up being the Devil! This dualistic view of Liam being the angel and the Devil is 100% Liam on Noel’s life.

The second and third line makes me thing that Noel is talking about the way that HE treated Liam. There’s a quote from Getting High that says that:

“Didn’t Liam have an inkling of the work he put in? Did he not also hear the voices in Noel’s head telling him that he was nothing more than a piece of dogshit. Did he not see that Liam was one of the very few people on the planet Noel could totally trust? And that if he wanted money all he had to do was ask.”

The thing is: Noel thought money was the greatest thing (to this day), and that money could buy Liam love, all Liam had to do was ask him for it – so he let Liam see his riches – but Liam never agreed with that, he wanted Noel’s approval, which was something he never could get – so Noel never told Liam what he is worth. These lines are pretty interesting because it SHOWS that Noel acknowledges this mistake of him, of not giving Liam approval.

The word “sun” is in bold because – it’s something I need to post about on my blog – the word “sun”, along with “rain”, “sea”, “shore” and “storm” always have the same meaning in all the lyrics analysis: Noel uses them on purpose to talk about certain things without being explicit. In fact, I have a three pages essay about how Noel uses those words to subtly talk about how gay he is for Liam. Anyway: the sun always means the good things of their relationship, the glory of having Liam with him and for him. Prime example: “Now that you’re mine, we’ll find a way of chasing the sun”. See?

The “waiting for the rapture” bit is pretty ironic, since it’s not only a reference to the Oasis song, cause, let’s remind of WFTR lyrics: “Well, heaven must have sent ya/To save me from the rapture”. Do you see what he did here? He compared Liam to something divine AGAIN, just like he has just done on BCWYWF. And now that he is not with Liam nowadays, and is not able to reach him out, the day of the rapture will never come. Everything is connected!!!

B) Well, Come Back To Me is a song that was written by one of the co-writers with Liam’s help. The thing is, as you said: it doesn’t fit with anyone else but Noel. I’m sure Liam participated of the lyrical process – in my well paid opinion, the second and third verses (the ones that come after the first chorus) all totally written by Liam. So, yes. It’s Noel material. And even if Liam had not written the song, he surely thinks of Noel when he sings it, and that’s where the real meaning of the song is. But we know he thinks that: remember that he tweeted the bit of “My heart is together my head is exploding why don’t you come back to menskcjckdjksmkd”, something like that, in the middle of a Twitter rant about – surprise surprise – Noel. Against facts, there are no arguments!

As you could see, I got a LITTLE bit excited while replying to your questions. Look at the length of this answer, for fuck’s sake, I’m sorry. But it was a pleasure! Feel free to reply to this, add your opinions and stuff. And, of course, happy new year to you as well, wish you all the love and light! 

[bobasheebaby]

@blackcoffee85 but wait you knew this was evil Liam going in, you knew Drake was gonna get the raw deal! *tries to decide if what I’m doing is as bad as Chelsea* @drakewalkerwhipped you have room over there cause I’m about to have people even more pissed at me!

😈QUEEN OF DARKNESS(@bobasheebaby)👑👑 SUPPORT GROUP 👿😡🤬👹😭😖😐😳🤤

Chapter eight and man is it getting messed up. Liam has Rebecca right where he wants her. She went in and just flat out told Drake they are over. Drake has officially given up. Liam took everything from him. So what's next he proposes!!!! Yeah he's really moving things along for his benefit and as he and his soon to be queen enjoy their bliss Bastien is looking into everything because its definitely shady. Bastien needs to be careful, but when you work in security discretion and subtly are moving targets. Which causes major slip ups. Any theories on what may happen next?

Tagging: @bobasheebaby @nikkisha16 @ao719 @sashatrr @mfackenthal @stopforamoment @katedrakeohd @emceesynonymroll @drakesensworld @annekebbphotography @blackwidow2721 @blackcoffee85 @dcbbw @carabeth

[snazzysnaz]

Omg, I actually wrote a bit on the next chapter of BCWYWF today. Now I just need to edit it before I can post it.

[lastscoutstanding]

"I will grand you... closure. Not just a momentary respite, but the way to perceive and properly set things straight with those who you have lost. What do you say? I want in return... just a favour in your old board. But you. You would be able to put all your unease to rest. And I promise, on my pipe that I will not pull tricks."

Be Careful What You Wish For

“You can’t do that. I’ve seen what you can do, and this isn’t… this is too much for anyone to achive. Not even a mage like Veigar could. And besides, I’ve made a deal with you once before. So don’t insult my intelligence by thinkin’ I’d be willing to make another one.”

[in2wishin]

BCWYWF

[skittles-the-whumpee]

BCWYWF Picrew redux!

Daelan, Lord of Greed (not a picrew, a piece made by @emmettnet during one of his request streams. Thank you, Emmett! ❤) :

And his pet, Cris:

[vforvicferrari]

Support the black market on Black Friday!

Hug your local shaman.

Enough of you live in places where it’s legal.

Kentucky will be 20 years behind the rest of the country for legalization.

😭

This is America

An eighth of decent bud shouldn’t cost an arm and a leg (hat had. If you know me irl , you’ll get it.

A quarter should be 50 -60 dollars tops

The greed is going to bite you in the ass

While making me a small fortune.

It’ll cost a small fortune to make a small fortune.

“Doesn’t it always?”

Not like this.

Most people would invest the money

I’m going to burn it

“edgy. Everything burns.

Oooh I cam feel the edginess from here”

Fuck off.

Straight up burning American currency harbors some powerful Magics

“But you’re among the bottom 1%....”

Fuck off

I have no idea what I’m doing

I’m the best at it.

If I don’t have money to burn

That’s what makes it worth burning

I say what’s going to happen

it happens

Without much work at all on my part

I’m not super special or anything

I get out of the way and let the universe work it’s quantum magic quantum machine it is. ‘

-Dec 2016: “im going to Denver next year.

(No money, no plans.I was full of shit )

-Mar 2017 :My friend showed up unannounced on my payday

“Hey man I just got my taxes back.wanna go to Colorado?”

Fuck and yes.

.......

-Denver was awesome.

200x (high school)

Someone asked, “what do you want to do after high school ?

(Jokingly)

I’m going to do absolutely nothing and get paid for it. Just like that guy in office space)”

2016: has stroke.

Late 2016: gets paid to do nothing. (It cost me a literal arm and a leg and any hopes of playing guitar for a living

What’s the old adage, bcwywf?

It just might come true.

M

There’s another phrase that comes to mind.

“When all of your wishes are granted, many of your dreams will be destroyed”

“When all of your wishes are granted, many of your dreams will be destroyed”

When all of your wishes are granted, many of your dreams will be destroyed”

“When all of your wishes are granted, many of your dreams will be destroyed”

When all of your wishes are granted, many of your dreams will be destroyed”

“When all of your wishes are granted, many of your dreams will be destroyed”

When all of your wishes are granted, many of your dreams will be destroyed”

“When all of your wishes are granted, many of your dreams will be destroyed”

Where was I going with all of this?

That’s right

I’m going to manifest another reality

This one smells funny

In 10 years time I will have my “small fortune”

Either via (totally ) legal trading or or writing.

Probably the writing.

The more i write , the better I get

My dreams aren’t destroyed

Those are called cheap pops.

if I ever start writing about my mom , or waxing even more nostalgic than usual - look out

I’m using hack writer tactics for cheap pops

Tune out.

All of my dreams are NOT destroyed

(Cheap pops)

HST (hero 1) thought of himself as a musician stuck In a writers body. I liked to tell people I was a writer stuck in a musician’s body. Stealing ideas what separates good writers from great ones.

Which am I?

I’m not done yet.

I’ve tasted greatness, but not achieved it ((yet)

fancied myself a writer stuck in a musicians life

(

Sometimes

Sometimes...i even starts making sense

And I’ll say something deeply profound.

You’ll ask yourself

“How is this degenerate hillbilly both the smartest amd by far

the dumbest human being I’ve ever met?

I’m leaving Facebook for 2021. Add my other shit.

Will post blog link soon

time to retire V methinks

If you fear TMI, stay away (you knew that )

Did anyone even read this far ?

I made a conscious effort

Hi,

I’m jef.

Welcome back

If I don’t write, I ain’t right”

I can’t even manage a conversation with my RL friends,

But I can write about my. Deepest thoughts without even thinking about it.

So it goes...

So it begins

vi veri veniversum vivus vici motherfuckerd

Stay weird, my friends.

Ps.

Join ,me for a quick thought experiment. ?

As you read these words on the screen, (yes,these words.

Right here )

Whose voice do you hear them in ?

Yours?

Mine ?

What if you’ve never met me ? And if it’s not you and it’s not me, why is it anybody else ?

I wish my inner monologue had the voice of Morgan freeman or Sean Connery or something

Who do I complain to?

“I don’t like the default voice.why isn’t it easier to change?

Comment if you have an answer

Gods know I don’t

This is the last blog I’ll post n Facebook. Tumblr kinda sucks too. Where’s the popular blog sites nowadays ?

Thanks for reading

🌹

-your friend,

Jef

[naijabeatzone]

VIDEO: AKA, Anatii - Don't Forget To Pray | #BCWYWF Album

VIDEO: AKA, Anatii – Don’t Forget To Pray | #BCWYWF Album

After a month plus old of the joint album “Be Careful What You Wish For #BCWYWF” release, precisely on July 28th, two of South African Hip-Hop/Rap Music moguls, AKA & Anatii is back with a new music video for a track, a previously released single, off of the 10-tracker project.

The visual for the record “Don’t Forget To Pray” is the first official video for a track off the LP.  Previous effort…

[angel-wears-miu-miu]

To the anon it really isn’t proving anything, it could be the lady who did their album cover, or it could be a copied type of art like their ost album. Who knows but yeah that’s all I could find in the live vids, they’re all the same.

It was one of their friends who did the album cover idk if it was the same friend who was in the careful what you wish for video but maybe it is the same person

Bcwywf my fav mv btw

[rhunae]

I haven’t been working on Be Careful What You Wish For because I’ve decided to rework it into a ‘real’ story. While the smutty parts will be attached but separated, it wont be in the main body of the work, so I can focus on the story part. It’s what Rhue wants.

I’ll probably rework some of the earlier posted chapters. I don’t know if I’m a better writer, but I have a better idea of where things are going then when I started this project over a year ago. [Well, a year ago, this was a 15 chapter smutty adventure -then Rhue tossed all of that out.]

Those who are subscribed, or bookmarked, expect some changes coming soon. :)