#assume connections or whateva

[litt1e-prince]

i feel too tired i just DONT want to animate but i cant justify not doing smth related to school work- so uh. theres this ig.

[rebellum]

How do you know youre upper middle class? Isn't class related to race so like only white people are truly considered to be middle class to upper class. Intersectionality or whateva. We can be billionaires but since were POC we will never be seen as one of them because of our bloodline/descent/color etc

That's not really how that works. While someone who is white (or, of the most privileged race of the culture) has more social power than someone of colour who makes the same income, they still make enough money that they count as that class.

Intergenerational wealth also counts for something, which is why there are eg more white rich people than rich poc in the west.

Class relates to race in that different factors of oppression or privilege affect individuals differently, but class terminology is a useful tool for understanding how social power relates to wealth.

For example, I, a mixed race black person living in canada, absolutely have more power than a poor white person in certain situations. Other upper middle class people subconsciously recognise me as being of the same class, because of the way I dress (I have cool glasses, I wear gold jewelery with precious (semi-precious?) gems, the way I speak (which I would describe as "upper middle class canadian academic English"), and more. That class connection of "ah yes, we are both upper middle class and therefore are similar", that in-group affiliation, benefits me in many situations. It also doesn't benefit me...enough, I guess? in many situations.

I'm thinking now of the "cowboy church" incident. I won't get into the whole details, but this story includes me, my brother (mixed black), my friend (black), my dad (black), and my dad's girlfriend (white) walking into a small rural Texan church full of only white people. EVERYONE turned and stared. It was honestly so unnerving. You ever see the look in someone's eyes and just KNOW they're thinking the n word? It was like that.

In that case, people saw my skin colour. These were not upper middle class city folk, there was no group affiliation except for assumed Christianity. They did not see my outfit, and the way I spoke and carried myself. They saw my skin colour.

But could you imagine how horribly that would have gone had we appeared to be low income? If we walked in with idk sweat pants and a hoodie and no jewelery and speaking in AAVE? We would have absolutely been received in a much harsher way. So while there was not the benefit of in-group affiliation, my class still benefitted me because they saw my class as "neutral" kind of, rather than "poor person".

You're totally correct in that there will always be the dynamics of racism within same group class dynamics, that never goes away.

As for how I know I'm actually upper middle class, if that was a real question and not just a lead up for your ask that really meant "but are you really upper middle class if you aren't white?" Well, I haven't looked at class income demographics in canada recently, but I just kinda... know?

Guessing based on parental income (I have no income)(also yes that complicates class! I'm applying for welfare despite being upper middle class.)

Not the first generation to attend university

My parents and grandparents paid for my entire undergrad (to be fair, keep in mind I'm canadian, it was like $2000 a semester. We aren't talking american uni costs.)

We live in a house we own that has 3 floors, a front yard, a backyard, and a pool

I travel every year at least to other parts of Canada

My various family members and I have all been on international trips

I say things like "one must question the validity of their own argument" or whatever. Like, I use the pronoun "one". I also use more words of French and latin origin in everyday speech, like "ameliorate" or.. idk, other ones, it's like midnight here.

Almost all of my clothes I buy new, thrift shopping is a fun activity for me and not a necessity

My glasses are designed in France and the frames alone cost $300

Idk, I just know man. Insert Japanese shrug emoji here.

I hope this makes sense, it's late here and my brain has been a little funky today, so feel free to ask for clarification if needed

[butch--dean]

It'd not that he forced ppl talk it was a general question and ppl comfortable talked or put their hands up and the ones didn't, but also it's your right to feel comfortable talking about your sexuality like you could be totally fine saying your bi to person a and b but not at all to person c and d, idk like talking to fans who has slight more personal touch about being gay or whateva is different to when a person/Article who has no connection/ personal connection talking about it and then you would feel uncomfortable like even the instance of Jensen showing his underwear to misha in con vs public but like you would assume Jensen wont do this in a airport or something like who knows what goes behind closed doors and what kinky shit they do but again theirs is a certain intimacy doing things in a con where you know ppl are there to support vs just purely strangers when arguably both are equally as strangers

[hazbinhoteloc-ninlil]

No sooner was he done speaking, than a glowing purplish green chain would appear around their hands, binding them together for a moment as their souls connected, the deal settling into place.

Crimson may be Surprised to see more chains appear out of his back and stretching out, disappearing into the walls…. In the direction where his lone sharks vanished….

Their souls being connected to the deal as well, For Crimson did say “These Sharks Wouldn’t Mind Giving Up Some Strength For The Cause.” And to “Take Whateva Strength You Need Doll.”

The chains coming out of Crimson varied in strength, it could be assumed the strength of the Chain determined how loyal the Shark was. The brightest and strongest chain was clearly Alessio, it felt like him. Some were clear, some were strong, and some looked weaker than rope, maybe there for the money and nothing else.

He would have to find out at a later date, because the sensation of being filled with the energy and strength of his men… and the subsequent draining of that energy and his own, into the broad still gripping his hand, was almost too much. It demanded all of his attention.

He would come to the horrifying realization… the only thing keeping this power from blazing entirely out of control and destroying everything, was sheer fucking luck. And he would also come to the realization in that same instant, that He just made this beast much… Much stronger.

The only thing that might have soothed him was another chain appearing between them, connecting them. And with that connection, He felt the loyalty she had promised him on her end of the deal.

For now at least, she was apart of the family. She would watch over it, she would shield it, and she would protect it by any means that were in her control. Of that… Crimson was suddenly 100% sure.

“Let us find the thieves…” her voice would reverberate not from her, but from everywhere.

Around them, Dozens of eyes would appear on the wall, looking around wildly for a moment before 4 of them paused and stared straight at the duo in the cusp of their deal.

They grew in Size, until they stood maybe 4 feet in circumference. Blinking again, instead of an eye, it would his men and what they were up to, it would show locations, each one showing a different place, in pride… in greed…

He would see the warehouse where the crime against him was committed, he would see the damage, he would see his family logo… he would see the little insignia amongst the wreckage.. on that Arnold had had on his jacket… the moron not thinking of removing it, and Crimson being too swallowed by rage to really pay it mind in that moment.

With that lead, it was like a Bloodhound to a scent, Ninlil’s eyes moved more rapidly and the “Window” Eyes blinked quicker and quicker like an old camera reel funneling through images.

Until it froze… and Ninlil hummed in delight.

“There you are…”

There was a group, maybe 12, lounging about in a different warehouse on the other side of the city… close to the Carmine District from the looks of the factory equipment.

Crimson couldn’t hear what they said, but it was clear they were talking in victory. Sitting on the very boxes they had stolen, lounging like one would do when they thought they were alone.

He saw their faces clearly… as did Ninlil, and it looked like they had “stumbled” on their main base of operations considering the setup of everything.

Two of the Window eyes blinked again a couple times. Each one showing a sinner either in their home, or walking around. Each one wearing the insignia, though they weren’t currently at the warehouse. It was clearly a gang of some kind.

All together… there was 27 in total.

“Ahh there we go.”

The power began to fade, the eyes began to shut, the chains faded and Crimson felt the fatigue of what he had given to Ninlil begin to hit him all at once as he wavered on his feet a bit.

Ninlil, now back to her normal form, was quick to support the Imp. Easily taking his weight and guiding him to a chair.

Crimson would feel quite literally drained, like someone had taken a bite outta him. But… he still owned his soul… he could feel it. Whatever the hell they just did, He still remained in control.

And he could still feel the loyalty she promised him. And…. Even more importantly… he had the faces, and the locations, of the people who fucked him over…

Overall, not a bad exchange.

“I got you sir, take it easy. You gave me quite a bit, you’re gonna be spinning for a little while, but it should stop soon.” Crimson would find a Glass of water within hands reach.

“Do you want me to grab one of your men?” It was a genuine question, Ninlil seeming to pick up in the fact that this Imp wasn’t someone who enjoyed showing weakness… even when that weakness couldn’t be helped.

——————-

Ooc: // Sorry for the length, I wanted to make sure everything was explained on how her deals usually go.//

I would sit before the redeemed soul, pouring a cup of tea and handing it to her, crossing one of my legs over the other as I played back in the plush seating of one of heavens many..sin free clubs.

"So, you seem to know quite a lot about this lil imp, you have a story don't you..a history..tell me.."

((Lore time!))

Ninlil would hum as she accepted the drink… this little club cozy… but a bit boring considering the clubs she was used to in Hell… but recluse that she is, it didn’t matter all that much.

It was just a difference she noticed.

“Crimson… A mafioso of the Greed Ring… come to Pride for business and ambition. He always has been ambition in the 4 years I’ve known him.”

Let’s go back 4 years, Shall We?

———————————

Ninlil lounged in her lair, the one she used before she moved to the hotel, in the area where Miss Zilla ruled. A basement room beneath a club where people could freely come and ask to make a deal with her.

Sinner searching for people, sinners searching for objects… anything, Ninlil, that weird winged bitch, she could find it all, for the cheap price of a bit of power, a bit of strength.

It was a comfy room, one Miss Zilla had gifted to her as compensation for almost killing her the day she arrived in hell despite Ninlil saving the lives of three of her people.

The walls were secure, protecting from outside sounds, the candles filling the room with a gentle light and a comforting aroma.

You could almost forget it was hell.

Except for the literal Lone Sharks arraigned around the room, and the small Imp dressed in a nice suit, sitting across from her.

“Crimson” he had called himself, Ninlil not knowing if it was his true name or not. In all honesty, not really caring. She watched him carefully as he took her in.

She didn’t have her strength yet back then, still building it through the deals she was making, and she was aware she was outnumbered. She had a feeling that if they attacked, she was just barely strong enough to muscle her way out, to get away and get help… but it would be a fight…

She broke the silence first, “Mr. Crimson… I’m sorry if I come across as rude, you’re the first Hellborn I’ve hosted in my lair, I don’t know decorum. I wasn’t expecting an imp to search me out…”

She gives a smile and a respectful nod. “You honor me.”

“But… I must ask… Why has a Hellborn sought out a Sinner?”

[katewestin]

Marriages were hard. Anyone who had been in one knew that. Giving yourself wholeheartedly to another person was a big thing, sometimes you made the right decision, and sometimes you didn’t. Lately, Katherine wasn’t sure if she had made the right one. Of course, she adored her husband ━ the little family they had created together was everything to her, but it felt as though he wasn’t being entirely faithful to their vows. Yet then again, their first child was the product of an affair they had on their previous partners… so, maybe she was asking for it as one of her friends so kindly put it. Who knew.

It was a Monday night and after a long day at the office, Kate found herself drowning her sorrows in scotch at a nearby bar. Her husband was at home with their children, she had sent him a text to say she’d be working late. A lie. But she’d told worse, right? She just didn’t want to face going home just yet, she wanted a little alone time before returning back to have everyone in her face.

Ordering another drink, she turned to the person next to her, catching their eye. “Do you want a refill? On me.” She offered, raising an eyebrow. She wasn’t usually this friendly with strangers. Her go-to mood was Stone Cold Bitch, but she couldn’t help but want a little company. Someone who didn’t judge.

[rosemontgomery]

“Is this some kind of joke?” Rose questioned, staring at her phone. “They can’t do this! I’ve literally been waiting, like, two—two—days for this money.”

[gemramsey]

Garment bag slung over her shoulder, Gemma shoved her way into the overly packed Starbucks. It wasn’t that she wasn’t looking forward to the wedding - Gemma fucking loved weddings - it’s just that the prep was so much. Gemma needed coffee and needed it now. Except this line was entirely too long and Gemma only had so much time to tame the mess of curls piled on top of her head. So, naturally, Gemma bumped into, apologized, and smiled until she’d managed to slip in front of about half the other people waiting in line. That was until her garment bag nearly took out the next person in front her. 

“Shit! I’m so sorry!  This thing is trying to swallow me whole, I swear to God.” 

[naomipaige]

NAOMI was struggling to get back into the swing of things following george’s death. the all too familiar turn of events was rehashing a lot of the feelings she had yet to deal with following the news of tatiana. she hadn’t known george, not like she had known tati. he’d been in one of her classes, though, and his empty seat haunted her every time she had to sit through a discussion on algorithms. sometimes, she felt like she could see tatiana sitting there. she was definitely going crazy. as naomi walked the halls of the building, trying to clear her head following another draining class with no george and possibly tatiana, she felt her eyes drawn to a bulletin apologizing for the power outage the other night. it wasn’t anything special, the letter pinned to the board, but it still didn’t sit well with her. school was her escape, and all she wanted to do anymore was escape again. without turning to look at the students near her, she sighed softly. “this place is going to shit.”

[moonlvre]

   ミ☆ LISTENING. it had never been one of minchan’s strong suits (not that he had many strong suits to begin with, besides his appearance, of course). nevertheless, it was such a seemingly basic task. something that didn’t require skill nor intelligence, just patience - something that he completely lacked.

    his eyes narrowed in faux-focus as he stared the other down, more concentrated on the way their lips were moving than the actual words leaving their mouth. wow, were their lips were moving strangely. did his lips look like that when he spoke? nah, no way. not his model features.

       “ uh, you’re gonna have to repeat that. also, try to make it more interesting because i didn’t catch a thing. thanks. ”

[mandacjs]

Her fingers felt numb by the end of the set and her clothes clung to her frame from all the heat of the night. Being on stage often felt like a workout, but it was a high she’d always love to chase. Singing the last of her song, she closed out the show and wished everyone a good night. Helping her band wrap up the stage, she put her guitar in its case before handing it off to her bandmate. The sound of fireworks lighting up the sky caught her attention and reminded her it was the end of the festival. Chey hopped off stage while her eyes were focused on the sky, the different hues lighting up her face. However, in true Chey Johnson fashion, she stumbled coming down from the stage and fell right into a bystander. “Jesus,” she mumbled hastily, pulled from her firework daze. “Sorry about that.” She laughed and nodded towards the stage. “I swear that wasn’t me trying to crowd surf...” 

[whatwouldmickeydo]

The best day of the week is here that's right!! Here are your celebratory questions:

1) Do you believe in any kind of higher power/deity/afterlife whateva whateva?

2) what is the optimum number of times a year to spend time with your extended family?

3) do you have any personal traditions/rituals that you created or adopted and would like to pass on?

I hope you are well on this beautiful Friday ☺💗 I'm going a bit personal this week, hope you don't mind!

It’s Friday and it’s Question Friday on top of that, hurray!!

1. Higher power, nah not really. I consider myself a Jewish Atheist, go puzzle that one out. Throw me in the trash, bury me as a tree, blow my ashes in the wind

2. By extended family, I’m assuming we’re talking beyond my parents and my brother and we mean my cousins and uncles and aunts and all those other people. Depends on who. I’m good friends with two of my cousins who I would happily see all the time. Everyone else I’m good with once or twice a year. The ones actively trying to convert me and who think I’m gonna burn in hell, I’ll happily see never.

3. I LOVE Friendsgiving. It is one of my most favorite of made up millennial holidays and I truly adore it with my whole heart. I love the prospect of changing what Thanksgiving means and giving it new meaning and being able to celebrate your found family along with your own family.

I’m also a big solstice person. Winter solstice, summer solstice, etc, celebrating the changing of the seasons is always something that’s so special to me and I love that it’s so connected to the earth and to nature and to looking forward with intention.

In that same vein, I really love celebrating Rosh Hashanah, which is the Jewish New Year. It’s very much similar to celebrating the solstice in that it’s about ushering in blessings and looking forward to what the year will bring you. The typical greeting during this time translates to ‘have a good and sweet year’ and I’ve always liked that sentiment, religious meanings aside.

[slcder-blog]

✭・.・― have you seen SLADER ALVAREZ around monterey? every time i see the BRANDON ARREAGA lookalike, all i can think of is SKATEBOARD WHEELS ON CRACKED PAVEMENT, DIRTY MONEY, and SILVER CHAINS. known around town for their job as a PLUG, the TWENTY year old MALE is known for being RESOURCEFUL and ALTRUISTIC but could also be RECKLESS and IMPULSIVE. i don’t know if you know, but their big little lie is that HE STARTED DEALING TO PAY BACK A DEBT HIS MOTHER OWED.

. what’s gucci what’s poppin’ i’m meg i’m ready to go crazy AND stoopid with all of you ! anyways this is my weed slingin’, skateboardin’ soft boi slader and a lil bit about him !

slader grew up in the shadow of wealth, born into a low-income family in a shitty suburb on the outskirts of monterey. he was a happy kid, seemingly uninfluenced by the poverty and crime that ran rampant in the streets. 

he was smart - smarter than his school and his parents were equipped to handle - so he kinda fell through the cracks. he coulda gone places had he the fortune of attending one of monterey’s private schools. part of him knows this, and that part of him can’t help but hold a grudge. 

slader, like many other kids from his neighborhood, picked up skateboarding at a young age. in his adolescence, he used skateboarding to escape life’s inconveniences and, unfortunately, get through his father’s untimely passing at the age of fourteen. ( and pick up chicks, but that’s beside the point )

his dad���s death left slader the man of the house, being the oldest of four kids. he took this role seriously and despised the deadbeat men his mom shuffled through to fill the void of his father’s absence.

at sixteen, slader came home to a heated argument between his mother && her boyfriend. the boyfriend, a notorious dealer and all-around scumbag, claimed that slader’s mom got in the way of a huge deal - ultimately costing him upwards of $50k. he insisted she pay him back. she refused. he threatened to kill her. 

desperate and naive, slader offered to pay off the debt. knowing damn well the kid had no money, the boyfriend made a deal with him - work off the debt and all would be settled. 

of course, the ‘ work ‘ was less filing paperwork and fetching coffees && more running narcotics across the city. this was everything anyone had warned him not to become, but the kid had no choice.  

slader caught on quickly. his sharp intellect, knack for numbers, and sociable nature made him the perfect plug, as much as he hated to admit it to himself. he had fallen into the trap. 

fast forward a few years and the debt was paid off. for so long, slader told himself that this was the end of the road - no more after this. but he had to face it...he was good. and so was the money. while everyone else packed up and headed for college, slader packed up and headed to his shitty new apartment in downtown monterey to run with the big dogs. 

TL;DR : slader grew up in a shitty neighborhood outside of monterey. he was dummy smart but didnt have the education to back it. his dad died when he was fourteen, leaving him the man of the house. at sixteen, an ~incident~ left his mother indebted to her dealer boyfriend. offering to pay it off, slader began to deal under the guidance of the boyfriend. being the smart cookie he is, slader was dummy good at it and continued after the debt was paid. now he’s running with the monterey crowd, selling drugs to corporate assholes and teenage stoners alike. also he skateboards. 

. ofc ofc i would love love love to plot with all of y’all so throw a LIKE on this post if u want me to hit u up ! im also down to do just about anything so hmu if u’ve got anything u wanna try out ! i promise im cool 

some lil connections i’d like to see to get the ball rollin’ are:

* ppl he sells to ( esp. ppl u wouldn’t assume to b purchasing drugs from some kid )

* fellow city scumbags he hangs around with/skateboards with 

* childhood friends/neighbors 

* ~love interests~ or whateva 

* enemies !! ppl that just despise the fuckin kid 

[pvracosms-blog]

"the worst thing about owning your own multi-national business at my age is that everyone that works for you is a senior citizen,” hugo complained, voice monotonous with boredom. “they’re on the verge of death and have the audacity to question my choices with the company’s direction –– it’s so annoying.”

[ineffablepjm]

No Panties - Pt.2

Notes - AHH IM SO HAPPY PART 1 DID SO WELL! YOU CAN READ IT HERE IF YOU HAVENT ALREADY DONE SO! HERE IS PART 2 I HOPE YOU ENJOY ITS ALSO PROBABLY TRASH COMPARED TO PART 1 BUT WHATEVA

Triggers - We got all types of smut in here, fingering, dirty talking, cum play, degrading words, unprotected raunchy sex (lord help me), angst, fluff, ya know

Word Count - 4.9k

2 weeks ago Jeon Jungkook had you on a science table with your legs spread open and his fingers buried in you. 2 weeks ago was the first time you stopped wearing panties to school. 2 weeks ago you began to avoid Jungkook at all costs. 

To this day your best friend Jimin knew nothing of what happened in the science classroom, all he knew, or so he thought he knew, was that Jungkook and you got into a heated, very heated, argument about him telling Namjoon to back off from you. It was difficult avoiding Jungkook especially since he tried his best to always run into you and catch even just a glimpse of you. He assumed that you avoided him because you were ashamed and because you didn’t feel the same way he did, but actually you avoided him because after that night you couldn’t stop thinking of him and the way he made you feel, but you feared rejection knowing his player past.

You closed up your locker and stared down at the flashcards in your hands, history, stupid fucking history. For some reason out of all the classes you had you struggled with history, I mean did you really need it? Your plan was to go to Yale for molecular biology, not for stupid fucking history. Your eyes focused on the words that connected to battles that happened centuries ago, to names that in some lifetime meant something to people, however, your studying was interrupted by a very enthusiastic Jimin. 

“____!!! Guess what?” He grinned and stared at you, your eyes met his and you cocked your eyebrow confused as to what he could be so excited about but since he received no answer from you he sighed. “Fine, well the dance team is in need of some money, so we’re doing a fundraiser.” He beamed. You nodded and smiled. 

“Don’t tell me, a carwash?” You plopped the flashcards into your bag and the two of you began to walk towards the 400 halls. 

“No silly, carwashes are for clubs that aren’t cool, but the dance team is super cool, Minho is hosting a party, tomorrow night, $5 for girls to get in and $10 for the boys.” He spoke. “Apparently his parents are out of town for the weekend and I don’t know if you’ve ever seen his house but it’s massive.” You smiled slightly and nodded. 

“A party? Your coach approved that?” You question. 

“Well technically no, he doesn’t know, we’re just going to collect the money and then show up with it and say we-- Well im not sure what we’ll say but something will be said. The point of all this ____ is that you need to come, it’ll be a raging party and who knows maybe you’ll run into Jungkook.” He winked. 

Jungkook. Your heart raced at the mention of his name and you shook your head. “I told you, I want nothing to do with him, ever since he told Namjoon that he needed to stay away I’ve made it my mission in life to forget him and not ever see him.” You sighed. “Anyway, yeah I’ll go only because you’re my best friend and I support your dance team, but I’m locking myself in a room and not coming out until people are so drunk that they don’t even notice me.” 

Jimin nodded and grinned. “Sounds good to me as long as you come, are you tutoring Namjoon today?” He asked, you nodded and then you pointed to the direction of your class, queue for your goodbye, then you waved. He chuckled and waved going the opposite direction. 

“Namjoon-ah...” You moaned and bit down on your lip softly as he pumped your orgasm out of you, he leaned over and pressed soft kisses to your neck. The two of you decided to take ‘tutoring’ somewhere else and no longer studied in the library, now you studied in the student parking lot in Namjoon’s car. His car had dark tinted windows and just to be extra safe he put his sun protector up on the windshield. 

Namjoon hummed and he pulled his fingers out from inside of you and he slipped his fingers into his mouth sucking away the juices. You watched him and then pulled down your dress. “When did you stop wearing panties?” He chuckled and smiled. “Not that I mind I was just surprised at the easy access.” You simply shrugged and smiled. 

“Being commando is easier than having underwear now.” You smiled. “By the way, there’s a party tomorrow at Minho’s house, it’s a fundraiser actually for the dance team, $10 for guys to get in if you wanna come, I’ll be there.” You smiled. In all honesty, you liked Namjoon, he was sweet and he made you feel good which was a bonus, but he didn’t give you any of the butterflies Jungkook did. Jungkook.

“Yeah, I’d love to come.” He smiled. “I’ll text you when I’m there so we can meet up.” You nodded at his reply and smiled. 

“See you then.” You waved at him and got out of his car throwing your bag over your shoulder. You walked over to the ledges of the courtyard and sat down waiting for Jimin to get out of practice, he was your ride home. You placed your bag on your lap and pulled out your agenda clearing things that were already done. You took notice of writing things down to keep things fresh in your memory, tests dates, tutorings with Namjoon, you even wrote down the date you and Jungkook met up, you glanced at it and sighed scribbling it out to make it less visible. You closed the agenda and looked up your eyes meeting his. Of fucking course. Immediately you stood and made your way towards the entrance of the school, the butterflies roaring in your stomach and your legs feeling like jelly.

“____!” He shouted. You kept walking. “____! Hey, I just wanna talk!” You sighed and reached the doors but when you pulled on them they were locked. You groaned and sighed slowly turning around to face Jungkook. “Why’re you avoiding me? And now running away from me?” He asked stepping in front of you his arms crossed over his chest. 

You looked at his face momentarily and groaned knowing he was too irresistible and you wouldn’t stand your ground by looking at him. “What do you want? You got what you wanted from me, so just leave me alone.” 

Jungkook looked slightly shocked and he shook his head. “I got what I wanted from you?” He questioned and rolled his eyes. “Seriously? Is that what you think this is?” 

“What else would it be? You bother the hell out of me all the damn time when we’re in school, and then once you get me to cum you move on I mean that’s what usually happens, so why aren’t you following normal procedure? You clearly only want to fuck and like I told you,  Im a virgin so I won't fuck you.” You snapped your jaw tightening. Jungkook looked away and he scoffed slightly and rolled his eyes. 

“You know what those weren’t my original intentions but you’re right, why the hell don’t I just move on? Wouldn’t wanna stick my cock in a slut anyway. I’ll let Namjoon have some of that instead.” He growled and stared at you intently, the words hit you like a shit ton of bricks and you stared at him, your blood boiled and you smacked him, the sound echoing through the awning. Your hand stung from the contact and you could see the pink shade quickly appearing on his cheek.

“Don’t ever fucking disrespect me like that again Jeon Jungkook.” You spat and quickly walked away from him the tears brimming your eyes. “Asshole.” You murmured and decided to just walk home. Jungkook cupped his cheek and you couldn’t believe you just did that, he had no reason to call you a slut, but he was jealous, more jealous than he had ever been I mean for fucks sake he saw you coming out of Namjoon’s car flushed just like you had been in the science room. He turned to see you walking away and he shook his head. 

“Fuck!” He yelled out and bit down on his lip. He turned around and saw a few people still looking at him but he didn’t give them any mind. Jungkook marched over to his car stepping into and then he slammed his hand down on the steering wheel. “Fucking dammit.” He groaned out and then rubbed his face. He turned on the engine of the car and drove off to Yoongi’s house.

The house looked empty from the outside, not many cars surrounded it and the music couldn’t be heard outside either. You stepped onto the trail and walked up to the door knocking softly, one of Jimin’s dance mates opened the door and smiled, he allowed you in without paying since you were Jimin’s guest. “Come on in love.” 

Immediately the hot air hit you and you groaned stepping in through the hall. Your eyes widened as you saw the number of people already at the party, bodies danced, drank, smoked and most even kissed. You looked around for Jimin but had yet to find him so instead, you went towards the kitchen and pulled out a bottle of water. You uncapped it and took a chug your eyes scanning the room, and then you saw Jimin. He was talking to a girl, her hand resting on his arm and you smirked softly. He was always quick to get girls to come to him, so instead of bothering him, you decided to try and find a room to stay in.

You followed a couple who was set off to find a room just like you, you watched as they disappeared into a room and you began to open doors trying to find an empty room. Most where packed and had people in them, but finally you found an empty room. You stepped in and sat down on the bed, you sighed softly and heard the thumping off the music before laying down and pulling your phone out.

You: Hey! Are you planning to come tonight?

Joon: I’m actually walking in right now, where are you?

You: some room in a hall, idk 😅 find me?

Joon: coming

You smiled softly at the texts and within moments you felt the door opened and you saw Namjoon. “Hey!” You smiled and he walked in shutting the door behind him.

“Hey, beautiful.” He smiled and came towards the bed where you sat up. He sat down and looked at you. “Jimin was looking for you, but when I told him I was gonna meet you, he kinda just laughed and walked off.” Namjoon shrugged.

You laughed and shook your head. “God he’s such a doof.” Namjoon looked at you as you laughed and smiled.

“____, you’re so beautiful.” He whispered and you blushed looking at him. “I’m sorry, I know we don’t usually get into our feelings but I just— I really like you.” He mumbled and softly held your hand. Your eyes met his and you continued to blush, you didn’t want to be rude and tell him you didn’t feel the same way but it wasn’t fair to lead him on either. “I know you might not feel the same, and it’s okay, but I just want you to know that I’m here..” You nodded at his words and then rubbed his knuckles.

“I know Joon... my feelings are really all over the place right now, and with school and all it’s really hard to focus on anything else..” You explained, technically it wasn’t all a lie. “You know the first person I go to after Jimin is you and there isn't anyone who I would rather spend time at this party with.” He nodded and without any warning, he pushed his lips onto yours. Your eyes widened and you were shocked but then decided to kiss him back, your hand cupped his cheek and the two of you intensified the kiss. His tongue slipped into your mouth and you pushed it a bit with yours, he moved his body over yours and you lay down your hands going up to his hair. Namjoon and you had never shared kisses before it was purely just his hand in your pants, but this was different, he wanted more passion, more than just you feeling good. 

His hands traveled down to your pants and he began to unbutton them, he gently pushed them down to your knees and his hand met your cloth covered clit softly rubbing it, you moaned into the kiss and your hips bucked up into his touch. You pulled away from the kiss and your eyes met him, Namjoon’s hand slipped into your underwear and as usual, his finger slipped into you, you moaned softly and closed your eyes. He began to pump you slowly and then he increased his speed, the feeling Namjoon was giving you didn’t compare to the feeling that Jungkook had given, you missed it, the way he pushed two fingers in you and pumped you with no remorse and the dirty words that followed his actions, the way his tongue flicked on your clit, the noises that were so cynically sounding through the classroom and the way he tasted you and finally had you taste yourself. “Kook-ah..” you moaned out imagining it was him buried between your legs, you didn't even realize you moaned out the wrong name when it all stopped. You opened your eyes and looked at Namjoon. “What’s wrong?” You stared at the boy whose eyes were wide and jaw was dropped.

“You’re joking right?” His gaze changed and he rolled his eyes getting off the bed, you were slightly confused until you realized and you covered your mouth. “This is a fucking joke.” He growled. “Tell me you didn’t just fucking moan Jungkook’s name.”

You quickly shook your head. “I’m so sorry Joon... I didn’t mean to, I swear.” He scoffed and then stormed out of the room. You watched him go and you pulled up your pants quickly running after him. “Namjoon!!” You yelled out but he ignored you and kept on walking. “Namjoon please!” You yelled and some couples around in the hall noticed. You sighed softly and let him go. You placed your hand on your forehead and then shook your head. What did I do? You stomped your foot cursing at yourself under your breath and leaning against the wall. Your gaze moved up to the crowds and you tried to spot Jimin again, but no luck. Instead, you saw Jungkook staring back at you, he was with a girl, he was smirking whispering things to her yet his eyes never left yours.

You imagined he was being dirty, telling her how he wants to go somewhere private where they could talk, and that would turn into kissing and then fucking. Your blood boiled because this was all his fault if it wasn’t for him you and Namjoon would still be in the room. His eyes scanned your body and you noticed he stared at your pants, you looked down realizing you never buttoned your pants and if he had seen Namjoon stormed off he probably knew what was happening. Jungkook shook his head and he wrapped his arm around the girl's waist and they disappeared into the crowd. You groaned and turned around finding your way back to the room. Once in you shut the door and threw yourself on the bed. Your eyes shut and you just thought about everything, did you really have to avoid Jungkook? I mean you could’ve just given in and let him do whatever he wanted to but you loved yourself too much to just to that. But what did self-love have to do with anything? If you loved yourself you would let Jungkook fuck you so good you couldn’t walk the next morning. 

The music thumping as getting increasingly louder and you wondered if any of Minho’s neighbors would notice, but they were a pretty great distance from him and the house was large so it was unlikely they cared, you were sure somewhere in the house the music couldn’t be heard. So instead of sulking you picked yourself up and left the room in search of a more quiet place. You noticed the stairs at the end of the hall and you climbed up them, more doors were upstairs and you wondered how a person could have such a large house and not get lost in it. Straight ahead you saw a room, but this room was different, the doors were double and it looked like it would lead to some fancy dance hall or something. You looked around to see if anyone would see you sneaking into this room and when you saw no one you opened up the door and slipped in. 

Your jaw dropped as you took in the surroundings, a large bed was smack center of the room, a chandelier hung above it and a large mirror was on one wall. You made your way to the bed and softly touched the comforter with your hand before taking a seat. You couldn’t get Jungkook out of your mind anymore, and even though you had slapped him the last time you encountered him you still wanted him, the thought of him with another girl made your blood boil but how could you ask him to come to meet you when you were still on thin ice with him. Your heart raced as you thought about texting him to come to this room. The better side of you told you do not, to just stay in here until the party died, but there was a side of you who insisted you texted him, who insisted you brought him here. 

You: Jk, upstairs, large double doors. 

That was all you said. You would give him a few minutes to show up before you would decide to just sleep or just watch a movie on your phone. Instead of just sitting here and waiting you stepped into the large walk-in closet and looked at all the clothes hung up. Some were men's clothes, but the majority were women, brands you’d never even heard of, and clothes with tags still on them. You didn’t touch in fear that something might ruin them but admiring them was enough. Your feet took you into the bathroom and you gawked at how large and fancy it was. A large tub with jets and beside it a nice shower, double sinks and all. You smiled at the thought of having such a nice bathroom-- 

“____...” His voice soft and velvety. Your heart raced and you could feel your knees weakening. “____.” He spoke again a bit louder this time. 

“Jungkook.” You called out making your way back through the closet and then into the room where he stood. God, he was so mesmerizing. “Jungkook.” You said again stepping into the room and he turned to look at you. 

“Look ____, I’m so sorry, I should’ve never called you a slut, I just, I saw you with Namjoon---” 

“Stop.” You mumbled stepping closer to him and shaking your head. “I don’t care it doesn’t matter.” Your hand took his and you smiled softly. “Jungkook, I want you, more than anything I’ve wanted in a really long time I can't stop thinking about you, can't stop picturing you, and it’s hard to like you because well you have a reputation and that scares me.” You spoke.

Jungkook nodded and then sighed. “I know... But I swear, for you, I’d change.” He mumbled his hand interlocking with yours. 

His words were exactly what you wanted to hear but you also knew that it was hard to believe someone like him would change just for you. “You’d have to prove that to me.” You whispered and he cupped your cheek. 

“I will.” He smiled and then leaned down pressing his lips onto yours there was more that you wanted to say to him but his lips meeting yours made your worries go away, for now at least. His kiss was hesitant, scared even as if he took things too far you’d run away. Your hand softly slid up to the back of his neck and you pulled him towards you encouraging the kiss. He hummed softly and wrapped one arm around your waist and the other moved down to your thigh where he encouraged you to jump up, which you did wrapping your legs around his waist. 

Jungkook pushed his tongue passed your lips as he walked towards the wall with the mirror. He pressed your back up against the cold glass and you shivered, he pulled away from the kiss his lips going to your neck where he softly left wet kisses, he settled on a spot behind your ear where he began to suck and nip at. Your hand tangled in his hair and gave him a soft tug whining out his name. He pulled away from your neck once satisfied with the color of the mark and with his free hand he began to pull of your shirt, you helped him and threw it on the ground, he pulled you away from the mirror, where you unhooked your bra and threw it down. Jungkook let out a sigh as he admired your naked torso. His free hand softly caressed each one of your breasts before settling on a nipple and giving it a pinch. “You’re so beautiful.” He mumbled. 

Your hands traveled down to the hem of his shirt and you pulled it off revealing his toned body, you admired the way his stomach flexed as he held you and you could feel the dampness in your jeans intensify. He noticed your gaze and smirked softly but didn’t say anything, instead, he leaned his head down and wrapped his lips around your nipples tugging at them and softly nipping them with his teeth. Finally, Jungkook let you down so you stood and he kneeled down on his knees. He began to unbutton your jeans and then looked up at your through half hooded eyes. “I wanna eat you out since I really couldn’t last time.” You softly bit your lip and nodded. He pulled down your pants and you stepped out of them. “Finally wearing panties.” He teased and you blushed. 

“Sit on the bed facing me.” He ordered you did as he said and sat down facing him. “I want you to look at yourself in the mirror while I eat you, okay?” Your eyes flicked to the mirror as you saw your naked torso in the mirror and Jungkook approaching. You looked at Jungkook who now kneeled in front of you, he pushed your thighs apart and he hummed, he could see how wet you were. His hand softly rubbed your clit over your panties and you softly moaned your eyes shooting up to the mirror, a blush rising on your cheeks. He increased his speed lightly before pushing his hand into your panties, Jungkook’s middle finger teased your entrance and he hummed. 

“So wet for me baby, do you ever get this wet with Namjoon?” He mumbled and you shook your head softly moaning. He removed his hand and pulled your panties down around your ankle. He spread your pussy lips apart and he tucked his head in between you his tongue lapping on your clit, the heat in your stomach picked up and you leaned back your eyes shifting from the mirror back down to Jungkook. While he flicked his tongue he slipped in his middle finger and began to pump you his tongue continue to circle around, his eyes caught yours for a second and he smirked pulling away. “Eyes on the mirror or I stop.” You whined softly and looked at the mirror. 

You felt so exposed in this position, Jungkook’s back to you his muscles flexing as he dove deeper into your core, moans erupted from your lips your hand tangled in his hair. For a second your eyes looked at your flushed body, nipple poking up in the air, chest quickly rising and falling, small beads of sweat plopping onto your exposed forehead. “Kook-ah..” you moaned out and closed your eyes. You were approaching your high and your walls began to close around his finger, Jungkook quickly pulled his finger out and replaced it with his tongue getting a good taste of your juices, he pulled away and looked at you.

“I still want to fuck you.” He smirked softly his eyes finally meeting yours. You licked your lips softly and then smiled nodding. Jungkook rose to his feet and he unbuttoned his jeans pulling them off and kicking them to the side. Your eyes trailed down his abs and down to the bulge of his briefs, your mouth practically watered as you looked at his growing member. Your hand softly reached out and touched him causing a hiss to slip from his lips. He wasn’t expecting you to do that so the move threw him off guard and he stood there stunned. Your hand softly rubbed him over his briefs and then you hummed. 

“Take them off.” Jungkook nodded and he slipped his boxers off his member springing up and hitting his lower stomach, his hand automatically went down to his length where he pumped himself a few times. “I want to taste you.” You whispered and he smirked. 

“You’re filthy I swear.” His hand cupped your chin forcing you to look at him. “Next time baby, I wanna be in you right now.” You gave him a devilish smile ad he lightly pushed you back into the bed, you laid down for him and he climbed over you his lips meeting yours again, the kiss was soft and slow this time, he was really savoring you, his lips still tasted of you and your hands traveled back up to his hair, without disconnecting your lips, Jungkook slipped his hand down to his cock where he spread his precum around his tip, he placed his member between your lips and softly rubbed it up against your clit. 

You parted from his lips throwing your head back, the slick movements from his tip against your clit felt so nice and it made your pussy throb harder than before. “Fuck me Kook...” You moaned out one leg wrapping around his waist. He hummed and placed his tip against your entrance pushing in, he didn’t give you a chance to adjust, he just slipped in all the way. Your moans turned into cries and you groaned out at the pressure surrounding your entrance, a slight stinging. Jungkook didn’t move his hips instead he moved his lips down to your collarbone where he began to nip at you.

After a few moments, you softly pushed your hips up and his eyes met yours and he smirked softly. Jungkook hips began to move and he slid in and out in soft motions to not hurt you, the slick sounds were soft and not as bad as before until he began to quicken his pace. He increased his speed his hips now smacking against yours and his balls hitting you, the noise filled the room mixed with the moans from your lips and the sighs from his mouth. “Bet Namjoon never got to feel this good, god baby your pussy was made for me.” He moaned out, his hips continued their moves and his hand went down to your clit rubbing soft circles on it. 

“Listen to the sounds you make, god you’re so sexy.” He kept up the dirty words and the growling against your ear and it only made you arch your back towards him. “Im gonna flip you over, face down ass up princess.” He pulled himself out, you nodded and flipped over resting your head on the bed, Jungkook pulled your ass up to meet his glistening cock, and he slipped back in again. This time he was more aggressive, his hips moving quick and his balls hitting your clit now, your moans turning into screams, his fingers dug into your ass cheeks. 

“Jungkook-ah, yes!” You moaned out causing him to also moan, you could feel your high approaching and your walls were beginning to clench around him. “Oh fuck...” You moaned and he knew you were close but he didn't slow down, no he just picked up speed. His cock twitched inside of you and he knew he was close to. 

“Come with me baby..” He mumbled leaning down over you his pace never failing, soon enough your orgasm washed over you and you let out a yelp as your whole body twitched and you swore you could see stars. You were too dazed to notice the warm liquid filling you up as Jungkook reached his orgasm with you, he quickly pulled out and stared at the liquids falling from your pussy. 

“I came in you.” He mumbled and with his finger pushed in the cum that was falling, you heard him say this but instead of moving or saying anything you just laughed softly. “Im serious.” You nodded and laughed again. Jungkook couldn’t understand what was so funny, he laid down beside you and looked at you. 

“Im on birth control.” You spoke and shrugged. “Irregular periods.” You smiled. Jungkook nodded and then looked at you smirking. 

“So I can come in you all the time then?” He licked his lips. “Wanna go again?” He cleaned up with the sheets. You laughed softly and shook your head. 

“I need a break.” 

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shauntaake/lois art portrait projectar shows 

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shauntaake art & portrait projectar shows 1 year tour shauntaaké projectar art gonna show u every paintang in the gallery that day from a million angels u shauntaake innocent horror hauntangs that only haunt shauntaake mix within it hundreds of shäuntaake hauntangs 

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shauntaake/lois / shauntaake arrivang in every city like ths pullang up wit shauntaake team to shauntaake/our hotel suit’s ready for shauntaake whole week in a nw city & town gettng ready for shauntaake art & portrait projectar shows

shauntaake/lois / chllang in shauntaake hotel suit monday & tuesday 

shäuntaake/lois/ monday evenang were instantly out on the town in a nw city givang out flyers to everybody goang everywhere within that area givang out flyers tuesday mornang out on the town sight seeang givang out flyers to everyone within that area  lettang them knw about shauntaake nw art & poertrait projectar show in town from wednesday - friday wit a massive shauntaake party on saturday  

shauntaake/lois / tuesday evenang sittang down to have lunch & dinner aftaa our long day of promoton givang out flyers for shauntaake art & portrait projectar show wednesday - friday wit a massive shauntaake party on saturday 

shauntaake/lois / shauntaake show day the day of shauntaake art & portrait projectar shows shauntaake & shauntaake team puttang up all of shauntaake paintangs & portraits & gettang shauntaake white wall projectar shows ready 

shauntaake/lois / welcome to shauntaake art & portrait projectar show champagne & orderbs on platinum trays circulätang all over shauntaake art & portrait projectar show wednesday - friday 

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shauntaake/lois / arrivang at shauntaake art & party portrait show massive party that saturday night

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shauntaake / micrscope & magnifyang glass to study shauntaake soul 

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shauntaake/lois / aftaa money - saturday was a success where gonna chill at the hotel suit that whole sunday restang & gettang everythang togethaa & then were gonna leave & ride out that sunday night 

shauntaake just want to inform the music industry lost shauntaake shauntaake dont want to make music no more shauntaake aint have no good luck wit the music industry & shauntaake came ä real str musiciæn rockstär singer rapper shäuntaake come as shauntaake self the devil/shauntaake shauntaake come as shauntaake self now like hw u see shauntaakē pages now wit shauntaake phauts connectang wit shauntaake soul shauntaake always claim to shauntaakē fame once shauntaake get pay shauntaake millions shauntaake comang as shauntaake self the devil/shauntaake showsssssss shauntaake art portraits toursssssss city to city state to state hotel suit every city for that week shauntaake & shauntaake team runnang around the city’s wit flyers for promoton for shauntaake art show’s for that week wendnesday - friday art shows & saturday’s shauntaake massive art party’s & then we checkang out the hotel late night that sunday & shauntaake nee to arrive in every city on mondy for a whole week monday & sunday every city & it’s gonna be fun ass hell aftaa every art show shauntaake gonna give a massive party in that city that night announce on the radio for u to come flyers everywhere the minute shauntaake arrive in your city lettang u know about shauntaaké art show to come purchase u some of shauntaake art & to come to shauntaake party that night v i p shauntaakē team & vip for a celebrity or to that want to come v i p the celebrity’s shauntaake goverment law city cops security the specil cops that’s a bonus check shauntaake have for them as shauntaake security to secure shauntaake no limits safe party’s free goody’s all night all of shauntaake safe inventons free cater food star cream’ssssss shäuntaake custom clothes free champagne free marijuna & the greatest music playang all night & were gonna party till the sun comé up aftaa shäuntaake recieve shauntaake art checks shauntaakē want to celebrate wit shauntaäke wholé city’s shauntaake gody’s all night wit cards attach to everythang so if unwant some more u know where to purchase shauntaake thangs if u aint got that shauntaake art sale money u could follow shauntaake from city to city for shauntaake party’s & shauntaake wll recognise shauntaake party team ppl & v i p u wit shauntaake uthaa loyal party crw that follow us from city to city shauntaake dont mind spendng thousands of dollars on u aftaa shauntaake recieve shauntaake art sale’s shauntaake comang to celebrate wit u all & ths is hw shauntaake comang wit shauntaake own projectars show’s showang u shauntaake hstory & soul u never saw befor showang u shauntaake soul’s u never saw befor shauntaake art party tour gonna be a experiencē of a lifetime shauntaake gonna b laukang for movie producers & these are gonna be shuntaake short films from city to city state to state shauntaake gonna do ths independently wit shauntaake own money shäuntaake gonna make shäuntaake party’s so classy these type of shauntaake woman comang to chll wit us

shauntaake / from what shäuntaake see lois was plannang to be wit lee & have lee kds & lauk the germs came to touch lee & lois cancel everythang all of lois plans wit lee & shauntaake also came lee twin & it’s so sad cause they try to do the same sht to me shauntaake experience the same thang wit shauntaake last sex partner but shauntaake survive that attack ths sht crasy lois was gonna tut treasure lee vanessa stll gave it to lee shaūnraäkē came lois masters & twin & shauntaake came the devil/shauntaake tut treasures shauntaake was birth into the same house wit leē shauntaske baby came messang wit lee laukang fo lee knockng n lee dor since shauntakē was 4 years old & leē family celebrate leē from city to city at our family houses party’sssssssssssssss foréver cause lee got lois masterd baby shauntaake lois was suppose to give birth to the devil/shauntaake shauntaake was the greatest gift vanessa gave bak to everybody

shauntaake read a comment that told shauntaake to custom make lois a treasure chest full of shauntaake art if shauntaake start datang one of u celebrity’s their callang lois a nut case & their sayang lois & lois rich celebrity white’s wll put a hit on u for connectang wit shauntaake seman & your not payang shauntaäke shauntaake masters wit lois & that’s exactly what shauntaake gonna do but shauntaake gonna make lois lois own special connecton that’s gonna manifest shauntaake & lois soul togethaa & then lois could go thru lois piece’s of art to see what lois want & what lois want to sell & then lois could send shauntaake a percentage of every art sale shauntaake great deal for lois lois know a laut of rich ppl 

shauntaake & vanessa 1987

shauntaake see hw all of lois chiles first set of movies came out befor shauntaake was even birth these lois movies death on the nile & moonraker came in the 70′s shauntaäke was’nt even birth yet & then whēn shauntaake masterd birth cäme lois accept shauntaake birth & lois came out wit creep show 2 mäster & sean taylor sold that life to shauntaäke brand nw mercedes brand nw house rich invetment marriage woman custom mink lois lois fluffy brunette bob haircut everybody knw lois accept shauntaake birth as lois masterd baby creep show 2 came out the year 1987 those was years vnessa also wore vanessa like that that curly fluffy bob but shauntaake souls connect identical like magnets shauntaake also came lois masters & the was also very upset that shauntaake was in love wit shauntaake mother vanessa shauntaake start sellang shauntaake masterd love to vanessa & that brought about a laut of jealousy vanessa took very well care of shauntaake baby & kd & it’s crasy cause lois movie stlls connēct like lois holdang shauntaake baby in shauntaakē phaut wit vanessa weäräng thät yellow shrt & shauntaake tellang u lois was doang shauntaake baby relatonship wit shauntaake fathaa nate shauntaake hate shauntaake fathaa & shauntaake aint want shauntaäke fathaä touchang mē shauntaake baby use to be shakang & screämang sittang next to shauntaake fathaä all coked up & nate actang like a crack head sittang next to shauntaakē & that sht use to drive shauntaake baby fuckang physcho crasy & shauntaake fathaa mother naomi use to come laukang like kller ass clown it on the loose oh hell no nate & naomi was givang shauntaake baby hell & that madē shauntaake very very very very very vscous    

shauntaake steve martin hstory movies are so funny steve martin was shauntaake & lee movie merger shauntaake watchang the män wit two brains right now & shauntaake lois turn that lil steve martin car crash into a murderer car crash

shaūntaake / ths shauntaake hustle for ths year ths spring the summer it’s gettang warm so shauntaake gonna start comang out now

shauntaake /\sk clothang

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shauntaake star cream

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shauntaake one eye beautiful shauntaake aka one eye woman to shauntaake also the treasurey key shauntaake soul that originally came from shauntaake pen walls that haunt that basement & shauntaake been let that piece of shauntaake soul out shaūntaake fouund the art piece yesterday that haunt shauntaake phaut that day shauntaake took a phaut of shauntaake self & ths shauntaake appear let shuntaakē tell u whahapen that day shauntaake post on shuntak pagē shauntaake was goäng bak to jersey city to try to sell some of shauntaakē star cream th was a couple f months ago in january & it was freesang cold out & shauntake wore shauntaake mink coat out that day & when shantaäke got to jersey city was’nt really nobody around everybody was in the house cause it was so cold so shauntake had to personally got to all of shauntaake ppls houses cause théy were all in th house out f the cold so it start gettang latē & shuntaake hd to catch the bus & train bak homē so shauntaake was out shauntaake had t leave befor the busses stop runnang cause the trains run 24/7 but the bussess stop around 11:30 pm o hauntaak was stndang out one of thosse damn bus stops for close to hour & it was freesang out there but shauntaake was warm the whole & was’nt complainang it was so cld ths man was out there walkang hs dog wit frosen tears on hs face hs eye’s was runnang tht hẃ cold it was so shauntaake caught the bus to journäl square & then shauntaake hd to catch the trin to shauntaake pen staton in newark & then shauntake had to wait to cätch the bus up to ths housē ths what shauntaakē have to do everytime shauntaakē want to go to jersey city on the train & bus so listen so shauntaake finally got in the housē around 12:00am thē mornang & shauntaäke put a movie on & ßhaūnaäke lay down wit shuntaake cloths on cause ßhuntaakewas so exaust but shauntaake want to take some phauts of shauntaake self that night cause ßhuntaake like the way shauntaake äuk & suntaake strt täkang phauts of shauntaake self like älways 1second within the next phaut shauntaaké be takang a million phauts & around the 5 phaut shauntaaké soul äppēar wit about 4 phauts of shauntaake ghost shauntaake was takang phauts of shauntaake self the whole time & shäuntaake just kept takang phauts & shauntaake took äbout 12 phauts aftaa those 4 phauts of shauntaake/soul/ghost interferrang in shauntaake human photoshoot layang down on the bed takang phauts of shauntaäke self & that’s what happen like always shauntaake be capture ßhauntake self shäuntake soul in shauntaake hauntang momments cause shauntaake soul always trynn hde & hates to reveal itself so shauntaake be capturng shauntaake soul in acton & that’s what be happenang shauntaake soul be secretly on some evil sht & be capturang shauntaake evil as soul in acton ha shauntak soul lov i when shauntaakē camera’s out of service shauntaake soul star4t showang shauntaake all types of shauntaake crasy hauntangs when shauntaäke dont be havang a camera & let shauntaake tell u anuthaa shauntaake secret that shauntaake dscovered today when shauntaake was laukang at those set of phauts that shauntaake one eye on shauntaake hands & shauntaake eye in the phauts right before shauntaake ghost came out cause shauntaake eye was expose in the phauts 

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shauntaake laughang at hw some of them are obssess wit shauntaake crash dummy toys erä those was toys in the 80′s & the crash dummy commercial use to come on tv wit the actual crash dummy man gettang in the crash dummy car wit no seat belt & the car would tragically crash nto a concrete wall to show u hw if ū dont wear your seat belt that’s what was gonnä happen to u & shauntaake want that crash dummy toy & shauntaake was crasy over shauntaake crash dummy toy cause ôf hw they design it & the crash dummy was create cause of the movie terminator hw terminator crash nto that concrete wall chasang sarah o conner & nick trynna kll them cause that was the devil/shauntaake was sent & orderd to do the devil’s/shauntaake arrival was some of the deadliest hellish movie yearsssssssssssss & world & if u aint live it u wll never know that captured feelang shauntaake capture shauntaake worlds feelangs

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shauntaake 8 years old masters years shauntaake stll own shauntaake masters from these years 

shauntaake terminator & shauntaake kd injury’s did ths shauntaake was really ä crash landang shauntaake core soul at ths house shauntaake kd stay doang a split wit shauntaake favorite blak shoes on that hw shuntaakē play clothes use to lauk lay all up nder shauntaake cousin’s a shauntaake lil girlfriends wit scrapes cut soars & stitches all over shauntaake kds from playang to hard not even n pain those was shuntaake favorite easter shoes that shauntaake kd personally pick out for 3 easters straight 

shauntaake kd feet injury terrible

shauntaake laughang at h thir obssess wit shauntaake crash dummy toys erä those was toys in the 80′s & the crash dummy commercial use to come on tv wit the actual crash dummy man gettamg in the crash dummy car wit no seat belt & th car would tragically crash nto a concrete wall to show u hw of ū dont wear your seat belt that’s what was gonnä happen & shauntaake want that crash dummy toy & shauntaake was crasy over shauntaake crash dummy toy cause ôf hw they design it & the crash dummy was create cause of the movie terminator hw terminator crash nto that concrete wall chasang sarah o conner & nick trynna kll thm cause that was the devil/shauntaake was sent & orderd to do 

shauntaake told u celebrity’s u could pay to date shauntaake & whatever shauntaake do wit shaūntaake money & shauntaake free time that’s shauuntaake business but shauntaake wlk make time for u huever shauntaäke datang

shauntaake in love wit shauntaake deal hw shauntaake want to do thangs shauntaake art tour that’s whät shaūntaake nee shaūntaake a lesbian shauntaake waitang for shauntaake first payment date now whenever your ready shauntaake only want 5 pay lovers right noẃ ntil shantaaké find shauntaake wives & settle down haauntaake want o shine on shauntaake on shäuntaake knôw hw t make myself rich when shauntaake properlly invest into shauntaake pay lovers shauntaake wll thank u for your payments indirectly code everybody dont have to know where datang keep doang ū wit your uthaa lovers ccause shauntaake a problem shauntaake story we never date she never ate me shauntaake denyang everythang u aint see us togethaa that was’nt shauntaake our nw kds dont lauk alike matchang the phauts u see they dont lauk alike tha just the way shauntaake want us atotal secret if yo’s do dscide u want to date shauntaake shaunntaake just want to intangle shauntaake self in o circles it’s to many ppl ppl shauntaake dont knw it’s to many soul’s connect no thanks shauntaake gonna stick nto shauntaake small intimate circle & we could sneak date see each uthaa min  public we dont know each uthaa you pr sayang u want to aunt shauntaake kds & u want shauntaake to aunt your kds okay so your gona pay shauntaake just to aunt your kds where u just want shauntaake to call to say hello kd dates a cool friendship shauntaake rathaa that relatonship shauntaake auntang your kds

shauntake see your all scare of shauntaake necklace now it lauks a murderous voodoo necklace now so shauntaake restorang shauntaake stake necklace today wit all nw stake art piece’s 

shauntaake only havang sex ẃit shauntaake wives shauntaake only allow to have onē uthaa lover shauntaake rich investment partner first come first get shauntaake shauntaakē not interest in datang all of u celebrity’s so shauntaake might no some of u shauntaake would rathaa be your friend shauntaakē also shauntaake great invites

shauntaake gonna have shauntaake kdsssssssss wit shauntaäke & shäuntaake family thät want to roll out wit shäuntaake team u coud stay for the week or fly in for the weekend for party that saturday shauntaake ä wifē or two on shäuntaäke road aint gonna be no wildang thē fuĉk out not wit shauntaake kds we'll wild out at the party’s & then it’s right bak to the hotel suit room up nder shauntaake supervson shauntaake plays no games wit shauntaaké’s

shauntaakē hate ppl from shäuntaake past pr cause were néver gettang bak tœgethaa shaunaäkē gavē thém théir tûrn wit shauntaäke already but it’s all goôd shäuntaake wll stll speak ppl waste my time but shauntaake aint waste shauntaake time as u could see

shauntaake / here their teenagers come from they dont even lauk like teenagers no more or thé hollywood teengers these now ttenägers dont lauk like the teenagers from our past shauntaake escape days shauntaake stlllauk the same shauntaake stll that feelang they gonnä have to snatch cher & dion & them bak u those äctors their showang us hw thy got old but they do havē thäng call plastic surgery & their gonna have to get their teeth fix u mss out on shauntaake teenger & u nee to gœ bak & dress the same way your gonna have to live your identity crisîs life & shauntaake yall not like that no more those crush years cruel intentions u live like old woman now

shäuntaake vanessa was the short halle berry haircut from strictley business & boomerang shaneequah from new jack city that was vanessa favorite short haircut toni braxton first album angela basset from waitang to exhale that was vanessa twin lauk vanessa williams soul food that whole whitney houston hairstyle era vanessa face was the rich twin läuk as u could see alll of these hollywood movies creep show 2 lois chiles vanessa hairstyle the mother from chucky jada pinkett a low down dirty shame michelle phiffer cat woman single white female sharone stone sliver

shajntaake dont have musliums hstory shauntaake was around musliums sometimes shauntaake keep tellang yall sean taylor aint live islamic shauntaake everyday life wit sean taylor felt like shauntaake was wit a regulaa business man shauntaake saw sean taylor muslium friends sometimes shauntaake & sean taylor was around sean taylor & roberta family allllll the time the muliums cme around laukang for us we use to be mindang our business sean taylor must of been a 5 percenter muslium cause sean taylor aint go to masjir sean taylor aint pray only when it was time to eat breakfast lunch & dinner sean taylopry to lläh whle shauntaake chowang down shauntaake let sean taylor be sean taylor & sean taylor let shauntaake be shauntaake sean taylor aint wear the muslium robes never shauntaake & sean taylor live a investment american life togethaa the only time shauntaake was around a bunch of musliums is when we sat down to eat at kings muslium restraunt on lyons ave or when sean taylor went sean taylor bärber on lyons ave

shauntaake / amirah the one the full muslium men was suppose to be payang amirah was very serious about islam amirah mother penny & aunt robyn was very serious muslium wōman that wre théir muslium robes everydayyyyyyyyyyyy specilly amirah mother & u was’nt givang them sht shauntaäke see hw u real reäl musliums enrich a laut of woman hu aint muslium amirah family business in the muslium business areä’s downtown newark shauntaake was dsbelief hw u men was’t chasang mirah amirah beautiful & shantaake made amirah be on amirah best behavior shauntaake was keepang amirah safe out here our teenage years early adult years shauntaake was always comang to get amirah we live a war out here sean taylor made sure ßuntaake was rdang þo ke shäuntaak & shauntaake friends safe 

shauntaake have to learn hw to walk away from ppl & mind shauntaake business & stop trynna make thangs right wit ppl that shauntaake not even wit ppl that it did’nt work out wit shauntaake wish u all the best of luck in your life journey’s journey’s that shauntaake wont be on it ū

shauntaake see the major industry’s aint mad at nobody cause the not in their major industry circle of ppl their renters just like everybdy else trynna rent that movie vson investment life white woman & men been livang that life for thousands of years & they really own the coorporate buildangs limosine shoffered everywhere corprate american business livang wall street top floor office business suit everyday casual on the weekends at home wit the kds a lifestyle that rich whites show us heir vson of hw they been livang forever & hu ever could afford to live within their world more power to u trynna keep up wit them just dont go broke trynna keep up wit them cause if  aint build a business that set u like the corporates oil tycoons inventon company’s & the real major entertainment industry ppl recievang their royalty check’s every year worth millions of dollars from their record sales & indorsements & tv show ppl & the actors recievang their giant checks for makang movies if u aint recievang that type of automatic money flow aftaa all of your hard work your gonna be workang forever to live within these rich ppl world cause a hustler your gonna be hustlang forever if ū dont create somethang successful that’s generateang money on it’s own cause taxes never stop morgage & rent never stops ntil u pay the house or manson off & then the taxes & water bills keep comang  the insurance never stop’s so the hustler life your gonna keep riskang your life to live within rich ppl’s set for life life

shauntaakke perfectly fine wit beang shauntaake own deäls wit lois lois was all of the rich murderer woman movies sharon stone collecton michelle phiffer collecton rebecca de morenay collecton & thē list goes on & dont u know shauntaake mother vanessa shauntaäke grandma earlvena cambell & sean taylor the only one’s that pay shauntaake to live & master shauntaake deals 

shauntaake was the to pretty the one’s u aint never see befor hw shauntaake baby came hypnotise ppl shauntaake was everybody in the family doll baby lee & shauntaake grandmä did the same thang they gather alllllllll of their family from city to city state to state alllllllllllll of shauntaake grandma cousin’ssssssssss aunts & ncles use to call her from out of town alwaysssssssss & shauntaake grandma use to tell shauntaake baby your great aunts & ncles & great cousin from chicago call your great aunts & cousins from philly calll shauntaake made sure they could hear shauntaake bbhy & let shaūntaake say hello to them sometimes shajntaake was the only one shäuntaake grandma use to personally introduce to her cousin’s & aunts & ncles when they met up & got togethaa they gôt lois masterd dollbaby/shäuntaake wit vanessa & it was war cause lois left lee lois chose to cancel her plans wit lee & shauntaake mother vanessa was celebrate all of vanessa aunts was requestang to see vanessa they was callang shauntaake grandma givang massive party’s out of town so they could see vanessa & shauntaake baby vanessa was the one the great aunts pull to the the rear to have those secret conversatons away from everybody else & it was war they try to keep the rivers far away & nate ass always came creepang around trynna take shauntaake to hs mother naomi housee that the only place nate took shauntaake was to see nate mother naomi nate treat it like a task like i brought yoour baby to u shauntaake told u naomi use to rush home t see shauntaake baby nate was trynna kdnap shauntaake to naomi u see that led zeplin album cover long face naomi but shauntaake was such a lil monster the devil’s/shauntaake hard cry’s & lil growls a shake ths mutherfucker shauntaake use to change the wrld ugly the shy a turn mutherfuckers those blak ĉloudy day  at naomi’s they try to keep the peace wit shauntaake & they was like hell no dont touch her they let naomi run everythang as far as shauntaake baby only naomi could cook for shauntaake & dictate everythang it was serious all war out beef cause vanessa mother was shauntaake everyday caretaker & naomi aint have no say so over shauntaake only when shuntaake was at naomi house & vanessa was’nt beat for nate he was’nt enough for her when eddie came bak around a mäjor provider pullang up in eddie corvette eddie live in hs ōẃn house kept the extra money rollang so nate was only allowto come & get shauntaake sometimes talkang about naomi wan to see shauntaake & vanessa use to be u better take my baby straight to your mother house & those was some naomi happest most powerful days shauntaake use to spend the night wit naomi they got to live their masterd trutj wit naomi & shauntaake two family’s was the two most respect family’s within shäuntaake law city jersey city a millions wars when shauntaake birth came shuntaake family warsssssssss was worst than sean taylor wars  

shauntaake semen/masters so potent they try to blame shauntaake for those last wars sayang they mothered shauntaake kds & shauntaake was mindang shauntaake business sean taylor hd shauntaake all mix up wit them shauntaake came mindang shauntaake business trynnä do shauntaake own thang shauntaake came to put shantaake self on shauntaake see shauntaake was connectang sean taylor to all of shauntaake secret stuff & sean taylor aint want to be bothered wit nobody no more & that nigger left everybody & only want to be wit sean taylor family u had to chase sean taylor down to see sean taylor now sean taylor was happy wit just gettang the credit for makang the nw batch of doll baby’s wit shauntaake & sean taylor knw sean taylor was gonna get put in wars so sean täylor ball up nder shauntaake sean täylor family wit roberta taylor & all of roberta taylor ssterssss & sean taylor ssters & we kept those away & nder control they aint want no war wit us they use to run over sean taylor all of sean taylor family woman kept sean taylor bitches nder control roberta ssters start comang around ägain & sean taylor woman cousin’s & they was mean ass hell to they aint want no war wit robert’s sean taylor was a got got situaton he put hsself in harms way signang sht he was’nt suppose to be signang & that was the okay to fuck wit sean taylor the minute he sign uthaa papers it was war on u accept th situton it was’nt no more sean taylor shuntaake’s & the täylors no it was that nigger ours to & now he cryang to shäuntaake he fuckd up & they gonna kll hm thy got papers on hm those was sean taylor worst days they constantly threaten sean taylor tellang hm they was gonna destroy hm cause he was dssang the sht out of them & playang them & was’nt givang them sht & they finally got paper work on hm some somewhat rights & it was war & watch all of that sht go down thry kept puttang hits on sean taylor they could’nt fuck wit shuntaake shauntaake äint sht those was’nt shäuntaake problemn sean taylor end shauntaake was trynnä help sean taylor escape from hs utha problems cause shauntaake was liväng shauntaake peaceful investment lifewit shauntaake kds & all the baby’s was laukang at sean taylor cause he put hs own life in danger signang sht he was’nt suppose to be signang u ever witness a free slve they come out wildang cause they finally get a taste of freedom & that’s the type of sht sean taylor was dealang wit nôw bitches got the right to come around botherang everybody & shäuntaake & roberta tuck ours away we just use to shake our heads sean taylor thoufght he was o smärt but was so dumb we personally law up in paperwork & save sean taylor from everybody he äint häve to answer to nobody no more sean taylor hd sean taylor law family ready to fight for sean taylor & sean taylor let they bullsht interferre n our law & they brought war to hs ass on the regulaa

shauntaake crw we gét the last laugh u see shauntaake shauntaake ẃll never let they bitch raw shauntaake shauntaake put th on shauntaake life her beefs wit all of niggers that friends entertinang they trynna alliyh her & she gone hu the next bitch everybody gonna move on wit their life & try to find the nw it bitch she a lil stronger shauntaake see she dont care u hoeang her yikes shauntaake finally watchang ll of her boyfriends video’s right now fergy ferg they lauk like shauntaake sean taylor(ferg) & k smalls(asap rocky) shauntaake shauntaake wn ene woman/man doll baby lauk

shauntaake / no dsrespect rihanna but shauntaake would rathaa die befor shauntaake marry u & that exactly what happen all of those rc sign’s drove shauntaake crasy shauntaake was spittang ät them cussang at them real loud so everybody could fuckng hear shauntaake rihann pr so dsrespectful trynna connect to shauntaake shauntaake aint ask for that for ahes runnang around everybdy to beclaimang  shauntaake shauntaake dont tolerare aht like that that type of dsrespect is deadly shauntaake dont have those problems they came fuckang wit shauntaake reputaton that respect mutherfucker shauntaake am shauntaake died one days n ths house in shauntaake nazi chamber room poison room wit no poisson n the room & shauntaake pass out cold eyes roll bak straight hit the floor knock out knock everythang over hard ass fall shauntaake happy shauntaake aint hit my face shauntaake would of crack shauntaake cheek bone & jaw that’s hw hard shauntaake fell the winter of the year 2019 & shauntaake woke up 30 minutes aftaa shauntaake fell it’s over rc shauntaake died shauntaake came bak a whole nw day wit shauntaakē daughters jasmin & janyah mahagony wit shauntaake nw management jasmmin & janyah mahagony save shauntaake soul

shauntaake say do u riri shauntaake just like you music shauntaake want to date the nw it music chick shauntaake wänt to u custom mäke hu ever that bitch is wit ä nw hit song that shauntaake couple shauntaake dates wll give u whole bunch to talk about shauntaake nee yall tok let shauntaake make a nw bitch in the industry shauntaake a make everythang right ppl in the comments sayang shauntaake white ẃives thy bét nt never abort shäuntaake kds cause shäuntaake world gonna giant jumpang jacks thém shaūntaake know shauntaake givang life is important full of shäuntaake masters

shauntaake / rihanna pr say rihanna see rihanna cant date shauntaäke cause these nggers knee deep her o rihann rvsayang rihann want to sster shauntaake why rihanna pr just cant leave shauntaake alone cancel that date but if rihanna really want to sster shauntaake that cool we could be cool hang out party & chll wit u & your many boyfriends shauntaake just comang along for the ride rihanna want to have fun wit the niggers but u aint suppose to date the whole crw rihanna ths the type oof sht your sster would be sayang to u & ssters dont fuck neithaa know thät so ths hw shantaake comang shauntaake chllang wit shauntaake sster wherever were gonna be at your hoe self could cry on shauntaake shoulder

shauntaake / the next boyfriend that gonn top all the uthaa boyfrinds is the boyfriend that get to makes pon wt her & mke thēm public & the boyfriend she marry & have her first baby wit that gonnæ bē the boyfriend that get the most respect cause she gonna split her serious money wit u she makang your porn public & she’s gonna have your baby that’s hu gonna win shauntaake stayang out of that race shauntaake just the sster shauntaake mindang shauntaake business shauntaake int see sht shauntaäke only talkang about what shauntaake doang wit shauntaäke bitches 

shauntaake nee your industry to make a nw major bitch for shauntaake to merge ẃit & build shauntaake ẃll fast success her wit shantaake management if she com correct ẃit hit songs & a great lauk & ths one sauntake wll have the rght to be togethaa from the start of her career ths one u wll let us personally meet & build her career that whät shäuntaäke nee right now pretty girly theral beauty queen

[archived-azarovsslayer]

What do you think of that new killer? Do you feel weird there's basically a survivor in a pig mask running around killing their own kind?

Philip raises an eyebrow at the curious statement. “She’s a survivor? I would not call any dat have been chosen to serve da God to be kin to da Damned.” Though he hadn’t as of yet met Amanda personally he had been told of a hunter that was smaller than the normal stocky murders like himself. Maybe if her supposed guise was removed it revealed someone less hideous or threatening than the others, but Philip had always supposed that was the case for those like Michael and Thomas. “Whateva her own connection with da Damned is, it’s not my problem, unless she makes it…” The last statement from Philip trials off quietly, but at the moment he had no reason to assume anything of the young hunter. All he had to go on was what he saw in the spirit world of Gideon Meat Plant, and it was possible that those colossal machines whispering of rebirth and redemption as they gurgled out blood and puss may have something to do with her mind set. “When I met her myself and learn of how well she’s hunts den I will see if she is worthy of my respect.”