#aint no way jose

[demonwebs]

fiy: vhaal supports the 'trust the emperor' route, if you were wondering.

[puckpocketed]

truthfully the sens are mostly my enemy due to the red wings loyalty, i honestly have nothing against most of their guys. unlike the rangers. although most of my enmity towards those guys is for on ice behavior, they seem not that bad off ice. i’m glad you will take care of walman, honestly i’m relieved he at least went to the sharks. i like the sharks. they’ve got a lot of my boys now. wennberg, toffoli, walman. but yeah it’s a bewildering trade, would love to mind read stevie on that one

ouh dw dw i was being lighthearted <3 if our houses are divided so be it!! im friendly with plenty of people who dont like my teams, a side effect of. liking many teams . LMAO. theyre all beating the hell out of each other and so are all my mutuals who are not mutuals... the beaugtiful game.......! (<- guy who watched most of playoffs rooting for whatever was funniest at the time while many on both sides were Losing it) by the by i support any and all undying hatred as long as it's not like, being blasted in the main tags or in the reblog tags of my posts. which is to say, you don't have to qualify a team rivalry to me as long as we, as two people, are copacetic; and u aint like... making me read whatever negative things you have say by going into my teams spaces 👍

on the topic of your guys!! wennberg....!! its kinda weird to see him here after following him on the kraken and grieving his trade at the deadline. hes here on one of my teams but its not quite the same! the tenor of my appreciation is also wildly different, im finding the casual affection i had for him has morphed into an ardent hope he disrupts the san jose swedish mafia hierarchy. been very fun to reframe him in this team context, like im RIDING this high, putting wennberg in a salad spinner, hoping he tortures ekky with stories about his dad (they played together on djurgardens) and unseats him from his throne. Do you ever think about how fans will love the same player in different ways? ive been thinking about it. this reply is getting way too long so, ill stop it there. <3

[serotonincemetery]

My mom always said if I didn’t like something speak up.

Well I’m sorry Barbara/Pam/Susan/Sharron/Helen/Carol/Mary/Janice/Sarah/Joey/Lynnette/Karen/Josee/Kim/Samantha/Katheryne/Charleigh/Sherrhl, You raised an insecure neurodivergent child who if was given a fucking sock on a plate would go like “I didn’t order a sock? Perhaps this is someone elses? I don’t want them going without it, I’m sorry for the mixup.”

It aint my fault you gave me copious amounts of crippling anxiety in the way elders look at me and my behaviour because you made me look at the fact I’m supposed to be this perfectly mannered child that says please and thank you and if I don’t I will be shunned out of this mortal plane of existence and reduced to mere nano atoms because I forgot to say sorry to someone for bumping into me. Like “Sorry! I was standing off to the side and was in your way, let me reduce myself to an atom to no longer inconvenience you.”

[matrim-cauthons-hat]

i kno i said it was only gonna be a one time thing but i really wanted more of the mechs that came in the starter set, and that means another coupon that is useless to me, cos i sue as hall aint paying $200+ usd for shipping no way jose

so anyway hit me up if anyone wants this second coupon

[thataroaceteaobsessedfanatic]

Aint no way jose

All of these are canon now

been messing with the headcanon generator recently and turning them into shitty mha doodles…

[innalheid]

I feel so upset and so worthless and useless and angry and pointless and my dads literally only been around for like, less than a days worth of time

[poetdreamerfool]

2022 Freestyle Series #13

Flyy Uni-verse Session #1 ⚛🚀🌌☄

they'd rather tear the world asunder then end world hunger black is beautiful but true beauty lies in what's under the messy shit that how I kick it the same way messi did wordsmith with wrath like the old testatment in the library and they shootin looks the only thing scarier than a black man with a gun is one with a book have a human reaction and get labeled a crook so the path less traveled I took rapping flyy like peter pan I ain't fucking with hooks just a lost boy with trauma playing ratoutiule to each beat that I cook

weed bong arm strong diction like like Louie on the trumpet hear 3 seconds of my shit how could you not bump it fuck a lay up how could you not dunk it buddha got me on my monk shit don't blaze with me bro cause all I do is flunk shit I don't ever pass unless its like t-mac off the backboard my pen mighty it got king arthur like "I want that sword" and his mans is like "my lord that's a foolish venture" spit like I got dentures blind to the bullshit like it got censured in a perfect storm I'm centered

enter the dragon but its puff and he got some magic its like mr clean with the stains of tragic on my psyche shamwow for why me? I used to pour and think I'm Hi-C like some orange drink it aint about what I am its about what I might be in my life I see real and it ain't what Mikey likey rolling down the alley shining like that boy on the trike be in that hallway all-day war is about peace quick link for the parley

daydreams of bezels in the watch the same color as Rose' for that I'm scheming like Kaiser soze touch my ends no way jose if the cops charging then its Ole' ole! ok ok that's enough found innocent on death row is how I go off the cuff scheming on the universe cause the world is not enough hate the hate love the love I don't play all that moderate stuff always dash my mans some bread if I got it we got it bruh like a zebra or tiger imma tiger uppercut to the upper crust wont stop till im swimming in bucks like scrooge mcduck make time for huey duey and luey cause even with all the shit they took I still give a fuck

[sunflower1experiment]

Kevin: *ties up his hair*

Emma: *senses the funny* oh snap

Kevin @ Edgar: IM NOT GON TELL YOU AGAIN! TAKE OUT THE TRASH!!!

Emma: *WHEEZE*

—

Mary: hurry up so I can take you to grandma’s house

Robbie: but what I’m about to eat?

Anne: GO GET A CAPRISUN AND ROMAN NOODLES AND LETS GO

—

Luca: hey Anne guess what?

Anna: what?

Luca: guess what?

Anna: *stops reading her book* what?

Luca: DEEZ NUTZ HAHA-

Anne: *grabs him* make me stop reading my book for something stupid like that again!

—

Teacher: class if you could take one thing from a fire what would it be?

Mike: my Spider-Man

Vera: my barbies

Orpheus: THE FIRE! YOU DUMB TWATS

—

William: *spots Naib*…. *hears his jam* ohhh *dances to it*

Naib: Will- WILL

William: OH SNAP *helps him*

—

Mary: *having a meeting with the other hunters*

Antonio, Anne and Phillip:

Jack: Better make room *slides over with his S tier*

All of them in their regular outfits:……?

Jack: ah, a little overdressed *moonwalks away*

—

Jack: *stalks Emily and Anne*

Anne: don’t look now but I think Jack is watchin us

Emily: oh where?

Jack: WOMAN SHE SAID DONT LOOK!

Anne: just carry her just because

Jack: *strolls over* lemme just grab her real quick

—

Vera: *walks by*

Norton: DAYUNG OH MY GA!!!

Kevin havin a whole crush on Vera but Norton flexing: *slowly reaches for his his knife*

Emily: *slowly pushes it back down*…..

—

Jose: *escapes from the bank* GOGOGOGOGOGO!!!!

Mike: you got that gas money?

Jose: THE ALARM WENT OFF I GOT NOTHIN!

Mike: I’m taking yo ass to jail

Jose: MIKEAL!!!

—

Emily, Aesop and Vera: *dancing together*

Kevin: YAAAAHHH THOSE ARE MY STARS

The Suckas who’re dating them: Kevin sit your hype man self down

Jose and Demi: DONT TALK TO OUR MAN LIKE THAT

—

Aesop: hey y’all I killed somebody

Eli and Andrew: *laughing* you’re to sweet-

The police taking this smirking chump away:……

*I mean it plays in the background*

Andrew: Victor turn the dang on song off

—

Kevin: *getting ready to lasso Helenafrom the chair* I Gotcha babe-

Jose: *gets in the way*

Kevin: AY MAN WHATCHU DOIN!?

—

Joseph: *walks in*

William: WE AINT SINGIN JACK-

Joseph: *aims his sword at their loved ones*

Kevin, Edgar, Naib and Servais: *start singing a whole verse*

—

Kevin: Man it’s such a nice day out

Edgar: it’d be better if someone died

Kevin:….. *smacks him*

Patrica: *angry at Kevin* so you got sent to your room for slapping Edgar

Kevin: IT WAS WARRANTED!

Patrica: HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO HANGOUT WITH U!?

[thatonerick]

WHAT THE FUCK PRIME. I AINT FUCKING YOU NO WAY JOSE. YOU ARE NOT GONNA FIND ME. AND YOU SURE AS HELL ARENT GONNA KILL BUTTERFLY.

Prine is a fugly slut and you're right not to trust him. Stay strong and don't fall for his seduction tactics; you can do so much better.

I wasn’t the one to say it.

[stallixn]

>   >   >   “   WHY   DO   I   CARE   ?   ?   “      he’s   supposed   to   jog   past   some   DAME   hurt   in   an   alley   a   block   from   his   place?   ?   (   no   way   jose   )   that   aint   his   moto-   not   his   lifestyle      “   you’re   hurt   “   tenderness   leaves   his   mouth   as   he   finds   himself   growing      c   l   o   s   e   r    to   the   green   woman   -   brown   hues   not   even   caring   about   the   unnatural   hue      -   he   more   so   W   O   R   R   I   E   D   about   the   pain   on   her   features   (   human   or   not   )   -   “   MY      place   is   right   around   the   corner   AT   LEAST   let   me   ice   you   or   somthin’   “   -   his   mind   races   -   (   do   i   pick   her   up   ?   ?   what   if   she   wont   let   me   help   her   )   -   

>   >   >    “   if   you   don't   let   me   uh   -   -   -   take   you   inside   to   rest   I'M   GONNA   just   sit   right   here   with   you   till   you   think   you're   okay   ,      ,   or   till   you   pass   out   -   but   i   ain't   leavin   “   a   LARGE   thick   fingered   hand   holds   out   to   the   woman   in   a   last   ditch   effort   to   help   her-   -   his   final   plea   -   (   come   on   -   let   me   help   you   )      brows   pushing   together   as   he   waits   -   soft   desperate   words   LEAVING   LIPS   -   “   i   gotta   bed   you   can   lay   on   its   real   nice   -   “   /      /   cnt    @gamoratm​

[imalwaysaslutfordrag]

Branjie number 7- “I almost lost you”

“I almost lost you”

Brock’s idea for their third anniversary was fairly simple in his head. In actuality, it turned out to be much more complicated than originally thought. 

Not the plan itself: take Jose to Disney World. But hiding it from him, and figuring out dates that wouldn’t clash with their touring schedules ended up being much more difficult than originally planned for.

Fortunately for them both, it just so happened that the week before their anniversary there was a ten day break for both of them.

Brock told Jose the general plan, without giving too much away. He was taking Jose on a trip. Pack for hot weather, but please for the love of god pack actual shirts and not the stringy tank tops that do nothing to cover you up whatsoever.

Jose agreed, grumbling slightly under his breath that those shirts made him look good. Brock agreed, but he would never admit that out loud.

They made it to the airport early, which Brock considered a win. When he blindfolded Jose, he got some strange looks, but he brushed them off, intent on keeping the surprise alive. Brock was even prepared enough to cover Jose’s ears when the gate agents called for their flight.

Brock managed to keep up the charade all the way up until they made it to the actual park. When he took the blindfold off, Jose’s eyes lit up like lanterns.

“Disney World! You taking me to Disney World!”

Brock beamed at him as Jose threw his arms around Brock’s neck. They only stayed like that for a minute though, Jose eagerly darting into the park, intent on riding every ride he could.

After scanning their passes, Brock quickly lost sight of Jose among the throng of children and mothers, not to mention the waining sunlight. He felt slightly panicked for a moment before realizing where his boyfriend was headed.

They were in the Magic Kingdom park, and really, there was only one thing Jose loved more than Brock and that was a good fairytale. 

Brock found Jose in the middle of Main Street just looking up at the castle with his eyes the size of saucers. He wrapped his arms around the smaller queen from behind, and the two looked up at the castle, lights illuminating the arches and spires. It looked beautiful.

“J you can’t run off like that. I almost lost you.”

“You aint never gonna lose me, hoe” He flashed Brock his wedding band. “This shit is permanent.”

Brock grabbed his hand and placed a small kiss to the ring, letting the goofy smile that had been bubbling under the surface take over his face. 

They made there way around to a few rides, and all of the gift shops. Brock really should have budgeted more for souvenirs.

They came back to the castle when the sun had finally set, and Jose rested his head on Brock’s chest as they watched the fireworks explode in the night sky. Casting colorful light on both their faces.

Brock swears he has never been happier in his life.

[abelromanov]

struts in, guns a blazin, kickin open the doors to my saloon. this town aint big enough for the two of us. anyway it’s me bri n here’s beau :B come plot w him............ He’s Baby

「 luke hemmings. demiboy. 」have you seen beau turner around yet? i hear he/they decided to be in AUDAX for their JUNIOR year as a FINE ARTS major. the 21 year old SHEEP is known to be alluring, altruistic, naive and oblivious.

paint stains on every item of clothing, flowers in your hair, befriending anyone and everyone, someone new in your bed every night, saccharine smiles, missing the california heat, looks like he can surf but can’t, animal lover, young god.

beau haven turner was born in san jose california baybee to alice mendev and percy turner

his parents met their first year of university literally had a one night stand frosh night and lo and behold alice wound up pregnant bt they’ve always??? have been very laidback and easy going to the point where they were like . lets just drop out get married and have this baby!

it ended up working out fr them considering they’re Lovers Before Anything Else (their motto) n beau was raised in a loving household

they had to find money somehow tho so his parents had a lot of rly weird odd jobs including being in the circus, animal therapists even tho they 100% weren’t qualified, and eventually they became psychics tht worked from home (which changed a lot beau’s lived all over california tbh)

eventually they came across a Commune (cult) tht offered a place fr the turner’s because they liked their Attitude Towards Life n all tht stupid bullshit bt i mean they all share 2 braincells and trust too many ppl for their own good

this quickly turned into a Dangerous Situation bc beau was like 14 and his parents at this point were . basically swingers share the love n what not bt it turned into ppl sneaking into beau’s room at night whenever they were like Done w his parents

he didn’t know/even really want to say no or hurt anyone’s feelings and tbh had that if they want to be with me then why’s it so bad mentality and thts kinda bled into his Everyday Life even to this day

has an obsessive need to jst . b Nice it’s not even like he wants to b he jst. is. as a way of coping with trauma from the Commune (still was totally a cult) bc he wld probably combust if he ever felt a Negative Emotion anytime ever

also sort of....... has an obsession w sex now. figures tht if ppl dnt like him tht its bc he hasnt slept w them n tht will turn them around....... jst wht he learned Growing Up

sort of a weird dude...... thanks to his parents JKHSDGLKNSLKDGH

determined to meet an alien, read palms for extra cash when he needs it even tho he probs ends up giving it back because he feels bad, has a cat named mento, has crystals he powers up and gives to his friends when he can tell they’re having a hard time, fell in love with the stranger that held the door open for him 5 weeks ago

PLOT IDEAS: roomies!! i wld love him to b like a housewife to a big group of ppl, besties bc he ofc thinks he’s besties w everyone, exes tht cld have ended either good or bad?? beau has a problem with commitment but not bc he doesn’t want to b in a relationship but bc he wld feel too bad turning someone down he’s jst meant to b poly it’s the truth, ppl who don’t like him/think he’s overbearing, customers maybe??, dealers who sell to him he’s a Fan of Psychedelics surprise, ppl he wld have classes with, a muse!! tht he’s like . in love with, a will they/won’t they thing, crushes!! jst very cute . friends who have a crush on each other, anything rly!!!!

[gonemuse-blog]

Bay

Let me tell you about a place

that lies at the heart of this golden state

it’s called none other than the bay

sometimes referred to as the yay

area, that is

That reaches from Vallejo

Pittsburg concord

to San Jose

if you know this place

and you remember Mac Dre

then dip to the ground as you catch the bass

Would you look at this place

Bumper to bumper

that goes on for days

though you won’t catch me complaining

about that minimum wage (JK)

and the warm rainy days

that show up for a sec

then sashays away as always

bitches here are so quick

to come at you sideways

so be careful what you say

hold your tongue

and patiently wait for pay day

just pray pray pray

you can afford the rent

when it needs to be paid

but hey

here in the bay it’s okay to be gay

you can be he she or they it’s okay

we’re just a bunch of animals

looking for someone to play

better take Bart

cuz paid parkings just as much as valet

sometimes I want to move away

and get some space

but then I’d miss this place

even after all the heart break

bad decisions and mistakes

I may not be forgiving

since this place is full of snakes

but iv’e been shown mercy

when I wasn’t worthy

sometimes that’s all it takes

to make a bitch stay

“I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay

Watchin' the tide, roll away

I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay

Wastin' time”

the bays a place

Where instead of second chances

You get played

while you’re just trying to get paid

that’s how I realized everyone’s fake

sometimes you need to break

before you can see straight

then you can see your fate

you’re either gonna go down in flames

or be great

like the gods

I swear the bay area is full of dogs

so hide your purse secure your locks

better hope in high school you’re one of the jocks

unless you wanna end up on the couch

in your socks

waiting around till you figure things out

or you could go south

if all you’re after is clout

but mark my words

hear me out

always have your own back

if you don’t wanna end up

with a pistol in your mouth

“I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay

Watchin' the tide, roll away

I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay

Wastin' time”

if you are what you say you are

a superstar

then live in fear

cuz although I hate to say

the famous life

aint always like what you hear

and see on tv

these days everyone’s trying to be

something

even through all the self bruising

the cutting

All the loving the lusting

that leads to nothing

then you find yourself jumping

up up and away

right off the ledge

is this all a dream

or eventually will I be pushed to the edge

there’s faces everywhere

with too much to say

just watch your mouth

when you’re talking to me

if you wanna see another day

I’ve got a lot on my plate

it’d be best if you’d just stay out of my way

I’ve got a body to change

and money to make

so I’m not embarrassed like you

when I go to the bank

moneys a bitch that likes to be spanked

but you’ll get bit in the ass

if you lose your rank

well, in a nutshell that’s the bay

all we do is slay

till our hair turns gray

come together

right now

Let’s rule the day

“I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay

Watchin' the tide, roll away

I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay

Wastin' time”

-EG, August 27, 2019

[laketaj24]

Songbook: Erik: Take Me Away

A/N: Heyyy here’s the next installment of The Songbook Series!!! Taglist is open!! Also, I’m trying to get used to my nail length or whatever, so typos are probably strung through out. My Bad. Kind of some domestic fluff, mixed with what the fuck, then smut. 

Catch up Here!

Song: Daniel Ceasar: Take Me Away

Erik always spoiled her. Mentally reminding her she was the only person that had ever made him settle down. He knew he’d fucked up even if she didn’t do whatever she wanted she got. “Yo, what’s the move?” Erik says moving around their bedroom. He places his shoes at the feet of the bed and awaits Asa to answer.

Asa stands facing the mirror blasting SWV singing into her brush as if she’s a t a concert. “That explains why your love....” Erik grabs the brush playfully. “Hey!”

“Look your imaginary audience can wait for just a minute.” Erik smiles. “You said we were out today. Where we going?”

“Since it’s my weekend to chose, shopping. I want that damn outfit you said was out of our budget but then you went and bought four hundred dollar shoes.”

“I said that it wasn’t in your budget.” Erik said walking out of their room.

Kojack hops on the bed dragging his shoe in his teeth. Asa says nothing laughing as he starts to bite the tongue. “We share a bank account babe, how is it not in my budget?”

“It’s ugly man damn. That outfit ain’t cute!” He yelled from the kitchen.

“You said I could get it when I got back! I’m back and I’m getting it nigga!” She squints her eyes at Kojack. “Your dad is gonna get you.” She reaches for the shoe and he moves further up the bed. “Kojack!” She whispers. “Stop!”

“You gone look a hot ass mess. Get what you want. I ain’t gone stop you.”

“You never told me what happen last week when I left, you out there fucking hoes?”

“Yeah all the hoes.” He says sarcastically. “You ready to go?”

“Almost.” Asa slides into her denim shirt and pants then grabs her boots.

Asa turned to the side admiring her figure, she used to have ass for days. Now it was there but not there but it was aight. Erik didn’t seem to mind the change in her curves. She tossed hr hair into a messy ponytail and dabbed on her lip gloss.

“Aw hell naw!! Asa why you letting him eat my shoes!”

“You bet not whoop him either. I swear to god we gone fight!” Asa ran out the room scooping him up in her arms. “What I tell you about leaving stuff around the house?” She cackled. “Mama won’t let him get you.” The dog growled at Erik as he walked closer and then he stepped back.

“You know what, remember that shit when you want some Kibbles and Bits and yo moms off denying people at the bank.”

The mall isn’t busy and Erik is elated because he was starting to notice too many people pissed him off. He follows behind Asa making fun of her outfits and singing the store music loud. “Ma, do not buy that damn romper. Baby a romper aint for everybody.” Erik strolls through his phone. “but a dress.”

Unknown: Missing me? Like the way that you and your girl matching and shit.

He slides over hitting the red delete button and then slides his phone in his pocket. “How long we gone be in here anyway. Got all these nosey ass people watching us.” He glares at the clerk whose been following them for a few minutes. “Ey, you got a motherfucking problem ma’am?”

The woman ducks back down behind the clothes and Asa pushes him. “They can look all they want to baby. Who am I to judge them for judging me? Plus now it’s gone be hella awkward when we check out.”

His phone vibrates again and he ignores it tossing her some panties in the cart. “You need step it up here lately. I wanna see more ass and less cotton.”

“If you get to buy my underwear then I get to buy yours, I want you to wear some tight white cotton...” She looks up and Erik has walked away from her holding up a peace sign as he waves in and out of the rows. “Where you going?”

“To sit my ass down. Come get me when you done.”

The salon was slow today. Asa dipped her feet in the warm water allowing the jets to spray over her feet. The oils were slick at the bottom of the tub but they were much needed. Erik had left her alone for a while, likely buying shoes and returning the outfit, he hated.

The woman takes the seat next to her, dipping her feet in her water and adjusting the massager. “Oooh girl, that polish is dope!” She pointed to Asa’s fresh set of nails. “I mean beautiful.”

Asa smiles glancing down at her polish. “Thank you honey. My man loves this color.” She paused thinking of the last time she’d got the color. It didn’t take much to turn Weik on and The bubble bath nail color against her skin was a trigger. He’d thrown her around the room pegging her hands behind her back making her beg. She blushed and placed her hand back on the chair. “He’s spoiled somewhat I guess.”

“Lucky him.” She glances at her hand again. “How long have you been with him?”

“Almost four years in a few months.” Asa added up. “Four years, Five months and three days. He said the anniversary is gonna be amazing. I’ll believe it when I see it. His thoughts on amazing contains sports and making me cook.”

“Girl.” The woman laughs with her. “He sounds like a character.”

“Yes, where are you from?” Asa asks watching the little Asian man reach down for her foot.

“Oakland. What about you?”

“Compton.” Asa exhales. “I moved up here and then me and Erik got a house in San Jose to get away.”

“Erik,” she pauses. “Oh shit! Erik Stevens?”

“Yes.” Asa knew everyone knew him. He was always out. Always. “That’s my baby.”

“Small world. I seen him at this party last week!”

“Yes, he told me he went out. One weekend to kick it with Dame and act out.”

“Yes, He was like a celebrity or some shit.”

Asa laughs crossing her arms. “Don’t fill his head up now.”

“Yeah he don’t need that.”

“What’s your name?”

“Malaysia..” Malaysia extends her hand. “I think I’m gonna get that color and see if I have some luck on my man.”

“Hey, baby if the sex gods bless you with what I had you winning.”

Erik sits on the bench with all of her bags waiting. “T, if you let me know what dates I’ll get with my girl and you can stay with us.”

“I wouldn’t want to inconvenience you.”

“Man, did I fucking say you were inconveniencing me nigga. I’m opening my doors to you and your girl. Say the date so we can plan?”

“Next month, there is a conference I have to attend in the Americas. Will that be okay?”

“Perfect. We can plan for that.” Erik watches as Malaysia comes out with Asa and they are talking, laughing and acting like old friends. “Fuck.” He hangs up abruptly. He gathers her bags walking towards her. “Baby girl, you ready?”

“Almost, I’m taking Lay number down. Can you believe I just made a damn best friend in the nail salon.”

“Man don’t be conversing with strangers babe.” He whispered watching Malaysia enter her phone number in the phone.

“Erik! You don’t remember me?”

“No clue,” Erik said.

“Come on.” She pushes him playfully.

“Man ma, I don’t know who the fuck you are.” He gave her a smug smile. “But I gotta get my baby out of here. You ready?”

“Yes.” Asa grabbed his arm. “Lay, it was good to meet you! Sorry he’s rude! See you in two weeks babe!”

Erik doesn’t want to argue over her. He doesn’t want to draw extra attention to the fucking not so new mystery bestie so he says nothing as they walk to the car. Asa notices strolling through her phone admiring her nails that for the first time he never complimented. “What’s up with you? Are you mad?”

“Nah, why?” He throws her bags in the backseat opening her door for her and then walks around to the driver’s side of the car.

“Because ever since I left the nail salon you’ve been short with me.”

“Man why did you give her your number? You can’t be going around giving strange ass women your number.”

“Actually, yes the fuck I can. It’s how people become friends truthfully. It won’t hurt talking to her. Fuck the only people I talk to are you, Kojack and my mama. So if I wanna make a fucking friend in the nail salon nigga I will.”

“Whatever.” His mind wondered on the ride home not responding to her. “So, you wanna fuck this girl or something?”

Her mouth dropped in shock. “What! It ain’t even like that Erik! I don’t want her. She just seemed nice.”

“Yeah nice.”

She bit her lip watching him stare ahead. “I can’t believe your ass is jealous of the chick from the fucking nail salon. You think I would cheat on you?”

“You got a fucking number in a nail salon! Shit. Did I come home with numbers? Hell naw, just bags of shit I done bought for a woman trying to holla at lil bitches at the mall.”

“I’ll delete her.”

“Thank you. Shit.”

“But you still ain’t right. And you fucking owe me because I still ain’t got no friends.”

“Owe you?? Aight bet.”

********

“Erik!” Asa’s fingers grip onto his head as he sucks at her clit causing her to shatter for the third time in five minutes. “No more.” She says pushing him with her tiny feet on his shoulders.

Erik nips at the side of her thighs. “Nah ma, you said I owe you. I’m not gone stop until my debt is paid.” He laps at her clit once more dipping his tongue down at her entrance tasting the small drops of her cum running down her. “How many more you got in you.”

“None nigga.” She playfully pushes him from her and climbs up her body peppering kisses on ever inch of her until he meets her breast. He swirls tongue around her brown nipple feeling it grow harder beneath him and then he sucks hard making her arch off the bed and barely bites to add the perfect amount of pressure. His length is pressed up against her straining against his boxers. Erik moves over to beast tugging on her nipple with his thumb and index finger and then twisting sending a sharp pain to her. Asa’s mouth is open and dry as he slaps at them and then worships them once more sucking and biting at them until her body all but explodes into another orgasm.

He snatches her hands from his back and pins them over her head. “I want four more from you. You gone give it to me?”

“No.”

“Uh yeah the fuck you are,” Erik slides off his boxers and he pushes her legs flat against the mattress. “How many?”

“None nigga. This pussy is-“ He slams into her winding his hips and dragging back out. Her legs are immediately weak shaking and wild. Asa meets him with each thrust.

“What about this pussy huh?” Erik says lifting her hips and pushing back into her in a relentless speed. The loud claps of their skin echo throughout the silent house followed by the melodic mewls of pleasure from Asa. Erik grunts biting down on his lip. “This pussy gone give me another one huh? Look at how your body already shaking! Give it to me!”

Asa’s body is on the brink of another one as she feels the ribbons of euphoria breaking through her body. Erik pushes into her once more hitting that perfect spot and she gushes for him. Her cum rushes out and her legs fight to move her from under him so she can breathe. “Oh fuck ma, you missed daddy that bad you crying for him? Huh?” He pins her legs fucking her harder. “Huh!”

“Yes.” She screams hoping he will let up, and he doesn’t rolling her over on him she falls on his chest weak. “Erik please, I’m fucking spent.”

He allows her to lay on his chest before he lines himself back up and slides back in her. He cradles her wrapping his arms around her using his legs to perch her up. “Three more.” He says grinding into her causing the sweetest friction on her clit. That paired with the angle has her floating down from another one in seconds. “Ahhh Yeah, mama gripping that dick huh?” Erik is close dragging his teeth across his bottom lip, slapping her ass. “Two more... give daddy two fucking more.”

Asa sits up on him resting her palms in his chest. She lifts herself up and down allowing him to watch the intrusion. He fucks up into her matching her rhythm until she squirts over him raining down trickles over he arousal with a small scream. Erik grips her waist fucking her relentlessly. Every stroke seems deeper than before and his hips are erratic. “Oh fuck!” He says feeling that zing of pleasure at his stomach and then pulsing through the rest of his body as his hips slam into her and he cums. “Asa, god damn.”

“You got everything you asked for damn it, jealous ass.”

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The Scarlet Plague 3/6 -Jack London

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“The way led along upon what had once been the embankment of a railroad. But no train had run upon it for many years.”p.1 The old railway was deeply overgrown and an old man and a boy with bow and arrows walked down the track trail. The boy walked cat like and alert and heard the presence of an approaching grizzly. He notched an arrow and silently ordered the old man to move backwards into the embankment until the bear passed. When it was gone the old man complained there’s more and more every day. “When I was a boy, Edwin, men and women and little babies used to come out here from San Francisco by tens of thousands on a nice day. And there weren��t any bears then. No, sir. They used to pay money to look at them in cages, they were that rare.”p.4 (well hopefully he means rare as in not seen often and not endangered)

Edwin asks what money is and pulls out a silver dollar he found. Granser tells the boy to look for a date, “You’re a great Granser.”-”always making believe them little marks mean something.”p.5 Granser reads 2012, when Morgan V was appointed President by the Board of Magnates, “It must have been one of the last coins minted, for the Scarlet Death came in 2013.”p.6 (no it didn’t) Sixty years ago and he’s probably one of the last alive that remember those times. Edwin says he got it off of Hoo-Hoo when they were tending goats near San Jose last spring.

They change the subject to food and Granser hopes Hare-Lip (is he called this because he has a harelip) has some crabs and starts on another reminisce when Edwin notches another arrow. Edwin shoots a rabbit in the bush and rushes after it. Granser says rabbit is good but he prefers the delicacy of crab, when he was a boy. “Why do you say so much that aint got no sense?”p.7 Edwin didn’t exactly say those words but his speech was approximately English corrupted. Why does Granser use such funny words he didn’t answer and they moved in silence as they reached the sea. There were boys and wolfish dogs tending goats and a fire and the old man was painfully eager for crabs and muscles and cried in pain from the too hot food.

The boys burst into laughter as the old man orders Edwin to set them off to cool and goes on another back in my day anecdote. As they eat Hare-Lip put sand in one muscle so Granser would spit it out and be a joke again. (the book is pretty racist since the boys are described as having the ‘cruel humor of a savage’...yeah) Then again by giving him an empty crab shell only to be replaced with a full one and as usual as he ate the boys ignored his words that meant nothing to them. (he wants mayonnaise to go with his crab meat)

Full he began to reminiscently wax about the good old days, four million people lied in San Francisco, now there’s not even forty. Ships, the Golden Gate, flying machines, mail, “When I was a boy, there were men alive who remembered the coming of the first aeroplanes, and now I have lived to see the last of them, and that was sixty years ago.”p.12 (the Wright Brothers built the first plane in 1903 the plague broke out in 2013 about a hundred years but not impossible)  The boys were used to him rambling on, lacking half of his vocabulary but when talking directly to them it was in their simpler forms. (why did language devolve this much in two generations)

The boys are distracted and Hare-Lip uses his sling to scare off wolves coming near the goats. After Granser resumed his maunderings that man domesticated and destroyed and cleared the land. “and then he passed, and the flood of primordial life rolled back again sweeping his handiwork away-”p.13 All because of the Scarlet Death and Hare-Lip asks Edwin what scarlet is, it’s red, Hare-Lip doesn’t know that because he’s from the Chauffeur tribe (why do they use tribes and not villages or towns because they live like native Americans now so forget everything and be a stereotype) and they don’t know anything. Hare-Lip asks Granser why he doesn’t just say red, it’s not the right word, the plague turned you scarlet within an hour. (you mean like Scarlet Fever) Hare-Lip says his dad calls red, red, it’s the Red Death, (that’s a different plague) that’s because he’s from the common fellows, the grandsire Chauffeur was a servant without education, (yeah with racism there’s also classism and intellectual superiority) too bad the children didn't take after their grandmother of good stock. (and some eugenics)

Hare-Lip turns on Granser saying his wife was a hash-slinger, whatever that is, Granser says she was a waitress but a good woman and women were hard to find in those days. Hare-Lip says Chauffeur's wife was a lady, a Chauffeur’s squaw. (with a lot of books written in the past you just have to ignore the casual blatant racism to get through it) Granser explains she was a great lady before the Scarlet Death, wife of Van Warden, President of the Board of Industrial Magnates, one of the dozen that ruled America, (so in this book America went from democracy until the industrial age where corporations and industries took over politics and people practically worship them as royalty) worth over a billion dollars. (this isn’t that impressive now) His story gets stopped when Hoo-Hoo digs in the sand to call over the other boys and dig up three skeletons, plague victims. Granser calls them true savages as the boys knock out the teeth to make necklaces. (more racist stereotypes this book really did not age well) “The human race is doomed to sink back further and further into the primitive night ere again it begins its bloody climb upward to civilization. When we increase and feel the lack of room, we will proceed to kill one another.”p.17

The boys ignore him as they use the gibberish language to divide the teeth and it appeared hints of a superior culture. Even Granser’s speech was corrupted to the point of illiteracy when talking to the boys. When he reminisced it slowly morphed into English of a lecturer. After the teeth haggle was concluded Hare-Lip asked him to tell them about the Red Death Edwin corrects to the Scarlet Death. (don’t invoke the ghost of Poe)

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Granser started that thirty years ago history was in great demand, the boys briefly fought over his word usage. Edwin interrupts asking what a million is and since they can't count beyond ten Granser broke it down to bases. (wait they can’t count beyond ten how do they count the herd food each other) A grain of sand in ten, ten of those is a hundred, a pebble, ten pebbles is a thousand, a muscle shell, ect so he had build a concept of numbers. (I understand them not comprehending a billion because some people now don’t but still if it was this easy to teach why didn’t you do it before) When the boys started to look tired, he went on with the story, all those people lived in San Francisco and more people beyond it, in the 2010 census gave eight billion in the world. Man in those days knew more about getting food, food meant more people, every year it increased. “yes, eight billion people were alive on the earth when the Scarlet Death began.”p.22 (as of March 2022 it’s estimated 7.9 billion)

He was twenty-seven and lived in Berkeley, in a great stone house an English literature professor. He explains a lecture hall and students there to learn, like they are now with him talking to them. Hoo-Hoo asks if all he did was talk, who did all the talking, food getting was easy in those days and he waxes on about the food. The joke was the food getters were called freemen but the ruling classes owned all the land and the food getters were slaves kept barely alive to work. (...damn if this aint true now with wage slavery)

His name was Professor James Howard Smith, and his lectures were popular. He was happy had good food, soft hands and garments, today they have the worse clothes than the slaves and they used to wash every day, sixty years since he’s seen soap. (cook together animal fat water lye and wood ash) He broke down what a disease and germ are, how they used microscopes to see them and tries to teach them about cellular levels of microorganisms. He broke into words the boys didn’t understand, they tuned him out until Edwin reminds him he was telling them about the Scarlet Death. He apologizes having broke into the lecture hall sixty years ago, he is an old man of the Santa Rosans and his children married into the Chauffeurs Sacramen-tos and Palo-Altos.

He continued that when inside germs replicated and the disease was named after the germ. (or the doctor that discovered it or the first person to die from it) “Now this is the strange thing about these germs. There were always new ones coming to live in men’s bodies.”p.29 When men were few so were diseases and when they multiplied so did the diseases. “Thus were countless millions and billions of human beings killed. And the more thickly men packed together, the more terrible were the new diseases that came to be.”p.29 (at least he understands basic epidemiology) The Black Plague, tuberculosis, sleeping sickness, bacteriologists found cures and explains what a bacteriologist is. Explains they never found a cure for leprosy, (Hansen’s disease can be treated with a year long drug cocktail better than ostracization look up Hawaii’s leprosy island) in 1984 there was the Pantoblast Plague in Brazil and they stopped it. 1910 there was Pellagra (vitamin B3 deficiency) easily killed as hookworm but in 1947 there was a new one that killed babies that took eleven years to cure. (the victims are malnourished give the B complex  vitamins and high protein diet)

In spite of all those diseases that continued to arise as there were more men in the world since it was easier to get food and more they were packed together. There were warnings as early as 1929, the bacteriologists were told a new disease was guaranteed deadlier than any they knew. (now they warn of super viruses in our sterilized antibiotic overused world) “You see, the micro-organic world remained a mystery to the end. They knew there was such a world, and that from time to time armies of new germs emerged from it to kill men.”p.31 Hare-Lip interrupts for him to tell about the Red Death, (that’s a different story) or they’re leaving, Granser starts to cry and Edwin tells him to go on.

3

In the summer of 2013, (does anyone remember what actually happened this year) the Plague arrived, (about seven years early) word of it spread on wireless dispatches that it broke out in New York, the noblest city of America. (...if New York is considered the noblest is the rest of America like Detroit) Nobody thought anything of it, only a few deaths, then 24 hours later a death in Chicago, that someday it was in London, the greatest city in the world. (that’s debatable) At that point Chicago had kept it censored for two weeks (this was a thing with the 1918 Spanish flu which is why it’s called the Spanish flu because Spain was neutral in the war and didn’t censor information on it) but in California, like everywhere else, they weren’t alarmed, sure a cure would be found. The trouble was the quickness it killed, 100 percent fatality rate, dead with the hour. He describes the symptoms and as soon as the person died the body fell apart releasing more germs and the bacteriologists died researching it and no drugs or other diseases killed it. (they actually used some diseases to kill other diseases such as using malaria fever to burn off syphilis then give the drug to cure malaria)  

Hare-Lip says he won't believe in such things or fighting what you can't see and Edwin reminds him he believes in ghosts and is superstitious. Granser continues that it first broke out in San Francisco on Monday, by Thursday they died everywhere, it was Tuesday he saw a student die in his lecture hall within fifteen minutes. Within those minutes word spread and all over campus, students fled, he found the Faculty President alone and wouldn’t let him in because he didn’t want exposed to it. But he wasn’t dead physically, yet, and felt depression over his apparent doom at the end of his world.

At home his housekeeper fled and all his other servants, (he’s a teacher and can afford a house and servants) he can still hear the screaming. “You see, we did not act in this way when ordinary diseases smote us. We were always calm over such things, and sent for the doctors and nurses who knew just what to do. But this was different.”p.40 (laughs in 2020) This was different, whoever it infected died. He called his brother who told him out of fear he wasn’t coming and holed up with their sisters and he was to wait if he had the plague.

He got his news through phone and papers, a third of New York police were dead, law had ceased and bodies in the street. Food stopped coming and people rioted and pillaged in the streets. (did they run out of toilet paper) People started fleeing, first the rich in their cars and boats, then the mass population on foot carrying the plague all along their way. The one who stayed at his post to report it all was a hero. Twenty-four hours later no more boats, planes or messages from England, the last word from Europe was that a bacteriologist in Germany discovered a serum. The messages from New York ended after a day and what happened there happened in other cities, by Thursday people left the country to escape the plague in vain. “You see, they carried the germs with them. Even the airships of the rich, fleeing for mountains and desert fastnesses, carried the germs.”p.43 (cue the Plague Inc. tolling bells and singing children)

The plague was already in Hawaii (history repeats) they learned of this until dispatches ceased in San Francisco. “It was amazing, astounding, their loss of communication with the world. It was exactly as if the world had ceased, been blotted out.”p.43 (imagine now how much we rely on being connected by wires and screens) For sixty years the world didn’t exist for him, the places must still be there, but no one’s heard anything from them. “With the coming of the Scarlet Death the world fell apart, absolutely, irretrievably. Ten thousand years of culture and civilization passed in the twinkling of an eye.”p.43

They carried the plague on the airships and died of it anyway, (Masque of the Red Death was right) he only met one survivor, Mungerson. He married his eldest daughter and joined the Santa Rosan Tribe eight years after the plague, he was nineteen and had to wait twelve more to marry Mary when she turned sixteen. (he’s 31 ‘marrying’ a 16 year old...been a while since I used my nail bat) Mungerson was eleven when the plague struck, his father was an Industrial Magnate fleeing for British Colombia but wrecked in Mount Shasta. For eight years he was the only survivor until he was picked up by the Santa Rosans in the south.

Back to his story, by that time telephones were still working he talked to his brother. The feeling is insanity, he has no symptoms (asymptomatics exist) and the smart thing to do is quarantine (1912 giving advice to 2020s) and they prepared to die in the Chemistry Building. They made plans until the line died in the middle of their conversation, by evening the electric was out, no more newspapers so he had no idea what was going on outside but could hear rioting outside his door. (with all our networks it might take a few weeks for electricity to go out then it depends on phone and computer battery life and satellites might take a few years)

In the morning his brother came to him but could see he wouldn’t come to the Chemistry Building; he had the rash and was dead within two hours. (so it varies on fatality time) He walked over dead bodies in the street and some not dead yet, the sky filled with smoke, cars stalled with dead drivers. “People slipped by silently, furtively, like ghosts-white-faced women carrying infants in their arms; fathers leading children by the hand; singly, and in couples, and in families-all fleeing out of the city of death. Some carried supplies of food, others blankets and valuables, and there were many who carried nothing.”p.47 A grocer boarded up his store shooting those that tried to get in. Someone broke into the adjoining shoe store and set it on fire. “I did not go to the grocery-man's assistance. The time for such acts had already passed. Civilization was crumbling and it was each for himself.”p.48 (so I guess No Need To Fear And We’re All In This Together~ means nothing)

NEXT

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Mary walks past the survivors that escaped, she glanced at them before chuckling. “Pathetic cowards.” They don’t say anything, they didn’t care…

Vera, Freddy and Demi, well Demi tried to help but he told her to leave and they still failed while she escaped through the gate. It was well irritating, being left for dead: Jose took another chug at the rum until Mari rubs a hand over his head as if to comfort him but he just crumbled against the table.

Kreacher walks over then sat beside him, he knew why…and he felt upset with himself for it: unsure what to even do anymore he just hugged the sailor sadly.

Kevin picks them up, carrying them upstairs while Kreacher avoids the eyes of the others. As he placed them in bed he kissed Kreacher then pecked Jose’s head. The door soon closed, leaving the two in silence, luckily these walls were thick as well as the door.

“What happened?” Freddy shrugs, “Bad match.”

“Bullshit! We all spectated he kited for four whole ciphers. And y’all proceed to pop the last fucking one!? What in tarnation!?” Demi listened in silence before looking at Martha who just held her hand then walks away.

“Kevin you don’t understand, if we wanted to save him we could’ve.” Vera sprayed the perfume and sighs softly, Kevin stayed silent then got up and snatched the bottle then he smashed it in front of the woman, causing her to flinch. “Alonso!”

“Shut up. This is because of Kreacher ain’t it? What so because he’s a thief and looks scrawny to y’all you’re just better than him?” Freddy sneered. “You act as if he wasn’t botherin Emma.”

Kevin laughed, “So since we’re doing this shit Lemme just list off the ducking atrocities you bastards did. VERA NAIR aka Chole Nair, Murdered her sister in cold blood, did she regret it? Sure…even though she was green with envy. And you Freddy, ain’t cha the same guy who got Emma’s dad killed? No wait he survived but the damage was fucking done! You wanna talk about moral high ground.” He yanked the male by the face.

“ACCEPT THAT YOU AINT BETTER!” He shoved him back then slammed the doors shut.

“Kevin you know that wasn’t right-“

“Oh shut up Emily! You try to redeem yourself and now you’re suddenly perfect. If I recall if it weren’t for you her fear of him wouldn’t have spiked, ya don’t gotta get along with him! I don’t care if y’all don’t like em. STOP LEAVING MY PARTNERS FOR DEAD! DO YOU NOT REALIZE HOW DAMAGING THAT IS TO ME!?”

“You act as if none of us are traumatized in a way Kevin!” Emily huffs, “And you act as if you didn’t perform electro therapy on Emma.” Silence, the woman breaths then she walks off trying to ignore the tears flooding her eyes.

“All this over a thief? Comical.” Edgar walks past him, “Fuck off Edgar.” The painter snarls but of course left while eyes were focused on Kevin. Murro pats his arm and he sighs, “Sorry Murro.”

Ada sighs, “You could’ve at least tried to be calm in the situation Kevin. You’re always so loud and expressive for no good reason.”

This made Kevin quirk an eyebrow. “Ada…let’s not do that now. I may respect women but…” he leans in and whispers, “I don’t have respect for folks who’re privileged and try to play that high moral bullshit…Mind yourself or it’ll be hell for us both…I lost my sister, you married a patient…Knowing your dynamic is dangerous.” Ada breaths in then she sighs. Kevin looked tired, “….I-“

“Apologies..You and him remind me of me and her when we were free…that’s all I want between us three..that to much to ask?” Kevin walks upstairs, then opened the door slowly. Smiling as the sleeping forms before him rest peacefully.

He sits beside Kreacher then spooned the male letting the world of sleep take over.

The cowboy can’t lose anyone else…not again. Not when he’s just figured himself out…