#hes a good thang to use to practice stuff :>

[sssnakeparty]

spinning this guy around so hard in my brain rn you guys have no idea

[bratdotcom]

Confetti on The Carpet

( Fiddleford McGucket x reader || he has a surprise for you ♡ I couldn't find a good quality picture of him for the life of me I am sorry anon 😭 )

You open your door to find Fiddleford holding... something behind his back.

"Honey, what is this?" You look down at the box in his hand, equal parts curious, equal parts cautious. You smile to yourself, preparing for whatever he is going to give you.

Fiddleford had a tendency to show his appreciation through gifts. Whether that be oddly specific machines, to things that reminded him of you. He once gave you a bandaid he found on the floor because, in his words, you "always knew how to put him back together."

"A surprise, hon." He replies, fighting the urge to smile. "You mind lettin' me in? Don't want anybody else to see this thang besides you. Your eyes only, y'know. Confidential stuff.”

"Confidential stuff?" You repeat, somewhat more worried about the state your dorm would be in after this. "Nothin' that's gonna explode or anything like that. Trust me." He chuckles, eyes crinkling as he laughs.

You wouldn't say it out loud, but hearing the way Fiddleford laughed always let your guard down. You step aside to let him in, closing the door behind him. You notice the box in his hands wasn't as big as you imagined. It wasn't making any humming sounds either.

"Remember when you showed me that ad ya saw in the paper? The one about the icemaker that couldn't be shipped here 'cause we don't got the money?"

"And also because the Dean is an ass about international shipping." You add, wondering to yourself where he was going with this. "And yes, I do remember."

"Well, guess what I got for ya in here." Fiddleford couldn't hide his laughter to himself, he was giggling now, sounding as if he were proud of whatever he put inside the box he held out with his hand.

"Go on, open it." He says, tempting your curiosity.

You take the box from his hand, feeling the weight of its contents. It was light. Was he joking with you, or did he actually make something? Fiddleford always liked making excuses to see you. It gave him time off of working on equations when he didn't feel like quadruple checking them.

Sitting on the carpet, you pat a spot across from you for Fiddleford to sit down. You grab a pillow from your bed for him to sit on. You knew how much he complained about back pain. At the age where he shouldn't even have back pain.

"Thank you, honey." He uses the pet name like it was your actual name, holding his lower back as he sits down.

You tug on the ribbon that held the box together. The box quickly comes apart.

You almost jump out of your seat on the floor when confetti practically explodes out of a compartment on one of the box's walls. "What the hell?!" You exclaim with a laugh, making Fiddleford clutch his stomach in laughter.

"Gah- I knew you'd fall for that!" He snorts, adjusting his glasses against the bridge of his nose.

You weren't even mad. You probably should've seen this coming. Whatever. You still haven't figured out what was inside the box.

Wiping away the stray confetti, that would be a pain to clean later, your eyes set on a penguin shaped...something. "Fidds, honey," you hold the penguin shaped object towards him. "Just what exactly is this?" You ask, raising a brow.

"It's a shaved-ice maker!" He exclaims proudly, most likely because he made it from scratch. "Since it's almost summer n' you complained about how they haven't fixed the air conditioning in your dorm, I made this for ya!" He adds at a pace you can barely keep up with. Hearing him talk so happily about his creation makes your eyes soften.

You place the penguin shaved ice maker on the carpeted floor. You lean in to hug him. "Oh baby, what would I do without you?" You say, trying not to laugh as you speak. You move his glasses out of the way to kiss the bridge of his nose.

"I honestly don't know!" He replies, glasses perched on the top of his head. He can feel himself go red already as you run your fingers through his hair.

"Exactly. You spoil me, honey." You say in agreement, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

[codename-adler]

i neeeeeeeeed to know more abt your trojan ocs anytime you wanna share

heehee i got a special pookie for ya jo 🫶 (trojans ocs roster here)

06: Mateo Solano (22) USC Trojans Goalkeeper

here comes theeeeee... Bitch™

don't got a gif for him sorry

i also now realize i accidently gave him Seth's number... wow. but believe me, Mateo's sm worse. i love mi princesita Seth. i don't even like Mateo. (jk. but like, he sucks a whole lot before he gets his redemption arc. interpret that however you want.)

he's one of the seniors of the team, he's 5'9 and fucking bitter about it, he studies Spanish because he is a lazy mf who has no plan but to go Pro (fortunately he will)

106% fuckboi energy fr he's insufferable

at the start of the new season (when Jean joins) he is still crabby about Laila having rejected him when he asked her out after their loss to the Foxes (in my universe/wip, Lailalvarez are not together yet bc i want to explore their relationship from the beginnings :) )

Mateo isn't really interested in Laila anyway, though, and he doesn't know why 1) it still stings and 2) he even asked in the first place (perhaps because they are the golden goalie duo of USC, perhaps because she is better than him and has broken records, perhaps because of something else...)

he's also such a bitchy asshole to Jean, because Jean is a beast on the court and Mateo is jealous

he's single and a v because he is waiting for marriage and the right girl (siiiiiiiiike!) (still fuckboi aura tho he's that extra)

comes from a very religious household and he is a practicing believer

he doesn't really have any friends on the team (sad) because he is so prickly and bitchy, but everyone is still kind and open to him because he is very reliable on the court, in the goal, and he does not second-guess or question authority, he's very good at following orders and instructions, always aiming for the best

and though it's good for everyone that he stays in goal because of his problematic attitude that would get the Trojans carded if their opponents heard him talk, the power of bitch he possesses is also a great asset, as he easily makes any enemy player lose their temper with his saccharine remarks paired with a Colgate smile

now! the plot twist!

Mateo is what you would get if internalized homophobia + comphet had two legs and an attitude problem

he is as homophobic as Seth and Aaron were, and even more if I dare say, and though he's never outwardly a hater and never uses slurs (at least he holds back on that for Jesus), he's such a bitch about homosexuality... it makes him so angry and queasy, he'll be rude af to you, he'll leave the room fuming, not participate in conversations, that kind of thing. he tries very hard to forget about Jeremy, to overlook it, and he's not like Lucas, questioning Jeremy's decision because of his sexuality, but it's so much better when Jeremy is single... (ik how this sounds, but believe me when i say he does not have a repressed crush on Jeremy, or Jean. that's just his Exy inferiority complex.)

thing is, it becomes incredibly difficult for him to ignore all of that gayness when Laila and Alvarez get together (oh), when Levi suddenly drops Angie to get closer with their assistant coach, when Jeremy clearly has a huge thing for Jean, the Drivers come out with their own gay thang, when Coach Rhemann himself gets his shit together with his long-lost broody ex... Mateo is literally surrounded by homos.

and sure, the wlw stuff never really bothered him, didn't get the appeal (and why do you think Mateo!!!), but with almost all of his authority figures dabbling in the gay, Mateo is kind of a caged animal, and he's bound to lose control and do some very stupid things, like start fights, get benched, punch a wall or 2...

oh, and there's Yanko too.

infuriating ginger man that won't leave him the fuck alone. mountain man of steal who is somehow always right, and chill. the designated Mateo-handler, apparently, because Jeremy had to delegate that hot potato to someone with less... undesirable traits to Mateo (i'm not sure yet how the rest of the team handles his outbursts bc he's not open about why he has them, not very vocal, but there's definitely a specific thing wrong at play here whenever they happen, and maybe Jeremy has an inkling, idk, tbd)

so it really comes out of NOWHERE. nobody, NOBODY has a fucking clue. least of all Mateo. then suddenly Yanko has had enough and pushes Mateo into a wall, and kisses him, very publicly, and Mateo kisses back.

there's a whole lot that goes on behind the scenes before that first fiery PDA, and after that it all goes downhill for a while before balance is found again. anyhoo. enemies-to-lovers ftw ✊

Mateo's family is very loving and supporting of him btw <3

and that's all for now for the resident pendejo of the Trojans, Mateo Solano 👿

[garrettandoscargirlsblog]

My Man Ch2

Summary: Finally!! At long last it's finished! Wanna post this before going to bed! All i can say this chapter is full of drama. In this chapter get to know Breezy (female character) little bit better. Then drama begins! Not gonna say too much! A triple frontier character makes an apperance.Enjoy!

Warning: talks about depresson.

Has been wonderful to be home. Love even more is the lazy mornings with Mitch. Listening to his heartbeat while tracing patterns on his arm. Thinking about stuff. More importantly on what's to come. On this day. Mitch and the others are going to look at the wind turbines. What am I gonna do? Either go to the gym to hone up my boxing skills,or do girl stuff. Meaning shopping. Or take advantage of the special space in the back of the bar. Mitch thought I needed my own place to reflect and relax. That's sweet! 

Mitch didn't want to leave me just yet. Held me close to him whispers,” Wish you were goin with us. Ya know. No fucking room. “ Looking up at him smiling at him while rubbing his perfect ass,” Me too. Have business to do. Also I know ya want me safe. Even though I can take care of myself. “  Oh my cowboy. My savior. As usual we were interrupted by the sounds of the car pulling up. Before he left. Kiss me deeply,” love you my little breeze. With all of my heart.” Kiss him again as I moved back,” Love you too.” Heard a lot of teasing from the others .except from Bodie. All he did was nod. 

Love how the bar is quiet during the day. Hardly any noise. Only a few others were present. Goodie, and good ole Mike. Grace , whom I got to know better. Since both of us have one thing in common. Raised on a farm . Told her about my adventures ,and about my brothers. Miss them sometimes. Was hard to leave since that family crisis. Want to forget about it. Little did I know that tonight might get my wish. 

Business was booming! Busy since one waitress went home sick. Meant me and Crystal and one other to mind the floor. Tonight while delivering an order to a group of men that look like high rollers. Being ever so uppity rude. One proceeded to reach for my arm,” Oh come on darlin. Let me feel more of that soft skin of yours. “ Oh that does it! Pulled my arm away ,” Do that again? You're gonna have your arm in a sling!” He laughed,” oh really? I'm shaking in my boots! Little thang like you hurt me?” Moment later his arm was behind his back followed by me kneeing him in the chest,” Ya were sayin? Jackass? Now beat it!” Looking up to see Mitch on stage practically smiling. On my way to the bar to put my tray on the counter. Heard a familiar voice,” love to see my training has paid off. “ Will! Omg! My big brother! Missed him since he had to work on the day I left. By the look in his blue eyes can see some sadness there. Has been a sad month since grampy passed away.  Took us hard. Mostly for him. They were very close. Had to settle his affairs since our parents weren't there since they were on vacation. Which was fine. They needed time away. Leaned against the bar,” Ya taught me well ya know. You and Benny. By the way, How is he?” Rubbing his beard very slowly while taking a breath,” Has his moments,but he just shut down. Like he did after ya know “ Yeah I know South America disaster from hell. Where the trauma took a huge whole of their mental health. Looking for a quiet place to chat. Lead him to the back of the bar towards my room. Closed the screen door,” I know bro. Him rushing to a fight day after funeral,and nearly getting himself killed! Couldn't…” That moment Will reached out for me hugging me close. Rocking back and forth,” Shh…. I know Little Breezy. Could see how scared ya were. He isn't alone. Our friends are there to help him. So I can go to my job interview at the VA tomorrow. Think it's time to move on ya know. Time to start over. “ looking up at him with tears sticking to my hair and cheeks,” Thought ya never leave Tx. What’s going on?” Taking a deep breath,he saids,” My therapist thought I should start a new life somewhere. Luck would have it. Received an email from the VA. They have an opening in the doctor's office. If it goes well? Ya might get your wish. Promise I won't interfere. Enough about me. How are you and Mitch doing? Bet you are glad to be with him . I'm glad to be near him again,but do I tell him about last night? 

Mitch just finished his last set for the evening. Notice that I disappeared. Asked Tyson where he was. All he said was,” She went to her room man. Oh, I think she was some tall dude.”  Jealousy isn't his best suit. When he does? Let's say he might not be in his right mind. Like when a customer flirts with me? He would go ape shit! Marched down the hallway till he heard,” I'm a afraid bro. Afraid I might lose him to some other woman who is Mitch's partner 's daughter. Seen how she looks at him. Whispers something to another woman. Doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what she wants! I'm not gonna let that happen! I'm not Will! I'm not! Wish.. he knows…” Will saw Mitch in the doorway. Nods as he steps aside so he could hold me. Didn't know till I heard,” Did I tell ya not to worry about that! I'm not gonna leave ya! I love you! What's gonna take?! I'm not like that guy that broke your heart those years ago! “ Yes he isn't,but I'm still afraid of what's to come. Right on cue. Will comes over. Kisses my forehead,” I'll call you tomorrow. Mitch? Can I have a chat with you?” He nods as he leaves.  While I lay on the couch sobbing. Both of them reached the hallway away from the room. Will says,” Look man. She's scared. Never seen her like that before. I know she never told ya the whole story about her relationship. Way he broke her heart to the core. Sent her into a deep depression. Do me a favor? Don't fucking screw up,or you have me and Benny to deal with. “ Mitch was speechless for a moment. Yes he knew a few details about my ordeal,but not not what happened afterwards. Stood next to Will . With arms crossed,” I'm not gonna screw it up! Why would I fucking do that!! She's my reason for living! We are like one! Yes I don't want her to go down that road.She’s my little spit fire. “ 

After Will left. Mitch returned to sit next to me. Didn't say much. He pulls me close to his side. Kissing the side of my head,” Oh sugar. What can I do to prove that I’m not gonna stray? I know it never bothered ya before. Now? Kind of see why. What I tell you about Tina. She's kind of like Dwight. Sees what she wants,and she gets it. Breezey Rosemarie Miller, you're the one I want. For now ,and forever. “ Looking up at him. In his eyes . See the truth behind it. Even if my eyes were blurry from crying. Reached out his hand,” Get up darlin. Let's go to the bathroom so I can wash your beautiful face. Then go enjoy the others Kay?” Sniffled as we left the room,” I'd rather go home. Wanna be alone with you. “ Mitch nods,” Okay, let's go. “ 

After cleaning my face. Both of us returned to the front where Tyson retells the others what happened to that customer. Tills he sees me,” I'm glad your on our side,or most of us are on da fuckin floor. Where did ya learn dat?” Proudly smiles,” My brothers. “ Mitch nods as we reach the door, seeing Tina looking straight at me. Which caused me to hold onto Mitch a little bit tighter. Send her the message that he's all mine.

@dameronscopilot @musings-of-a-rose @romanarose @marmie-noir

[zorkyyy]

smut alphabet - " danny elfman "

warnings: its a smut alphabet, expect the worse! its graphic so viewer discretion is genuinely advised.

a – aftercare (post-sex duties, how would he perform?) 

you can anticipate some kind of tenderness after sex, even though younger!danny was a complete slut! he might collapse on you later, or he might just be cuddling with you. he puts his head in the middle of your bare chest since he truly enjoys listening to your pounding heart.

older!danny though? after a few minutes, you may anticipate him getting up to get a warm cloth. he will return and gently push your legs apart, cleaning your delicate thighs of any remaining bliss. he'll find himself joining you and taking a shower. voluntarily washing you off, applying shampoo, and so forth. as he silently compliments you, he massages it in. “ you did s’good baby, hope you know that.. “ or “ bet you’re sore baby, lemme care for you ..”

b –- body parts (your body, which of them does he enjoy?) 

younger!danny .. he most likely liked your breasts. he simply adores a good chest, regardless of gender. loves to squeeze the tender flesh and enjoys the way it squishes in his hand. enjoys caressing his cock and letting his placid seed decorate your chest. bonus points if you accumulate some of the substance (on your fingers) and slurp/lap it up ..

his obsession is pussy. he will part you and merely want to taste it, he is really down bad. enjoys creating that slickness against his fingertips as he runs them into your flesh. adores licking it and is a practical worshiper! this is the case for older!danny, but to be fair, all old men are in some manner preoccupied (obsessed) with puss.

c – cum (what/where is he putting that stuff?) 

he wouldn't cumming inside of you because he was undoubtedly riskier when he was younger!danny. It was simply not a common option. but he enjoys pulling out and letting his seed fall on your folds. like using his big, calloused fingers to rub it in. he enjoys cumming inside, don't get me wrong. although it would be quite uncommon, he enjoys the sensation of your twitching pussy gripping around his cock in need as he empties himself though!

simply put, older!danny enjoys dumping his cum inside of you. why would he want to withdraw when he's so infatuated with pussy? he always wants to feel you. he is virtually going crazy inside of you, and he loves how your gooey pussy clenches tightly around him. 

d – dirty secret (oh, you freaky thang!) 

younger!danny thrives to be in the sense of becoming completely obedient to his partner, he wants to receive dominance. he secretly desires you to give him commands and give him instructions. simply put, he wants his cock to ache (in need) and you to tell him not to touch himself. something like that!

when he's older!danny now? that somewhat follows him. sometimes he doesn't want to feel in control. he wants to request that a rope be tied around his wrists and fastened to the headboard. as you give him pleasure or make a tease of him, he wants to wriggle against the rope. 

e – experience (is he new to the game or has he been playing?)

he has experience, so this will be for both. he had experience when he was younger, and as he ages, he gains even more experience. he is capable of providing pleasure to people of any gender and serving them regardless of any other behaviors that could suggest otherwise.

f – favorite position (this is self explanatory, right?)

he was just interested in making you cum as soon as possible when he was younger!danny. before he climaxes, he will, in a way, make you unravel numerous times. he enjoys forcing his cock deep into you and loves it when you scream and writhe for him as he aggressively pounds into you, so he would undoubtedly appreciate a strong mating press. 

as he gets into older!danny, he appreciates closeness. keeping you near him while he gives you unmatched pleasures. so, he finds missionary position enjoyable. loves to brush his forehead on yours while softly grinding his hips into you. he also adores being near you (as stated) and enjoys a reasonable lotus position.

g – goofy and i – intimacy  (is he cracking a joke or is he serious during sex?)

younger!danny is usually not serious when having sex. while he is constantly complimenting you, he will make a few offish remarks. will discover that the pleasure is so immense that he lets out a little laugh. however, there are undoubtedly moments when his attention is on intimacy and he won't be silly. he will be devoted to you and will care for you in an indisputable way. 

he loves to be nice and passionate with you, and older!danny is undoubtedly more serious during sex. however, he will be laughing inappropriately if the sex is "animalistic" in any way. just KNOW that he will make ridicule of you and say foolish things to you, especially if he is teasing you.

h – hair (does he groom often? does the carpet match the drapes?)

did you believe anyone in the 1980s gave a damn if a woman or a man had a bush? not in my opinion; that was fashionable. for him, it was thus IN STYLE. younger!danny would trim it, but other than that, it didn't matter that he was groomed. he has a bush, a chest of hair, and a charming little happy trail.

it was somewhat the same when he was older. his tattoos forced the removal of the chest hair, but it is already making a resurgence. he still has a bush, but he occasionally trims it to please you, so I stand my stance. he does have a happy trail, but because the hairs are graying, it's not very obvious.

j – jack off (a masturbation headcanon, so?) 

this is for them both; he doesn't jack off very often, but he does it sometimes! he'll take out a picture of you and jerk off to it if you're out on an important task and he's desperate. when he isn't, he wraps his hand around his cock and wishes he was in your pussy. but what's the point otherwise? he has you.

k – kink (what does this freaky thang like to do?)

he likes a lot of things when he's younger!danny. he does have a kink with scents; he enjoys your scent just as much as you do his. interestingly, he has a spit kink. he will tell you to keep your mouth wide while he aggressively fucks himself into you, then he will spit a glob of saliva in your mouth and order you to swallow it.

this old man wants to be tied up because he has a rope kink. as mentioned, he will want to experience that burn. he wants to feel tense and desperate. otherwise, he still has the same kinks from his youth. he has many other kinks, but I believe it would take two pages to describe them all.

l – location (where does he like fucking?)

he liked to do it wherever when he was younger!danny. he enjoyed the thought of either getting caught or actually getting caught. he relished the excitement. that being said, he enjoys having sex with you in his studio as well as in restrooms and janitor closets!

he unfortunately shed some of those dangerous behaviors as he grew into older!danny. however, as I mentioned earlier/previously, he will still want to fuck you in restrooms. however, his bedroom is his favorite spot since he enjoys having sex there in the comfort of his own house.

m – motivation (what gets the man turned on, what gets him going?)

your rage/anger makes him restless and turns younger!danny on. even if you're arguing with someone, he can't help but respect how proud you are to defend yourself and how you appear to be doing it. by this time, he's really getting a boner. he gets so aroused by your focus/concentration and likes it when you are shy around him.

older!danny enjoys seeing you wearing something that belongs to him, so if you put on one of his shirts, he will be on you as soon as possible. he is also captivated by your ability to concentrate and enjoys it when you do something you enjoy. last but not least, if you wear his cologne? he will be caressing/rubbing against you and simply enjoying your company. 

n – no (things he wouldn’t do, i suppose?)

look, he's willing to do anything, but will he harm you in the process? he's not interested in becoming involved. his heart would hurt to see you in pain. he will never treat you too harshly. nothing nefarious, such as vore or scat. not at all. 

o – oral (does he like giving or receiving? both?) 

they (both young and old) both genuinely enjoy delivering oral, therefore this will be for them both. he always craves to eat at your pussy with a hunger that you have never experienced before, to be honest. like, even if he likes to receive, he just loves to give more. he would lap at your cunt for hours on end, producing a numerous amount of orgasms. 

p – pace (slow and sensual? fast and rough? what's the deal!) 

it was all about speed when he was younger!danny. letting that adrenaline kick in when it was thought to be needed. loves to watch your body tremble and watch you writhe as he fucks you ferociously. he rolls his hips as fast as he can while keeping you in a firm mating press. he's a desperate man. 

as he gets into older!danny, he prefers to move slowly and forcefully. every time he slowly pulls away, he will slam back into you. he enjoys watching your entire body tremble with every thrust. loves to watch your facial expressions, observing how your mouth quivers and your face changes. 

q – quickie (does he like doing them?) 

are you joking? he was a huge fan of quickies when he was younger!danny. will use every opportunity he has to take you. if you are in the studio, both of you tense, and his friends' is showing in only fifteen minutes? he will fuck you! you can always count on him to “ help “ when you need it. 

i am concerned that having quickies could grow uncommon as he gets into older!danny. since he isn't growing any younger, he has developed into a fairly intimate man who wants to enjoy you. he needs to savour anything/everything. 

r – risk (are they willing to experiment or take risks?)

he is willing to take chances, so if you want to try anything new, know that he is eager to do the same. he sings about "nasty habits," right? suppose he would rush to you after reading something in an adult magazine and beg you to give it a try. similar to this, he will attempt anything when he gets older. 

s – stamina (how many rounds, how long can he last?) 

five rounds, essentially. he never gives up on good sex; he's like a machine. He's a whining mess and overstimulated by the conclusion of the five rounds. so, yes! he is definitely able to endure a couple rounds. 

his endurance may be limited to two or three rounds as he ages and slows down to enjoy the way your pussy rubs against (compresses around) his cock with each deep, slow thrust. however, those moments are packed with anticipated pleasures, so don't get me wrong. 

t - toys (does he own any? does he use any on you?) 

in his younger years, he was so arrogant that he thought a toy couldn't provide the same level of pleasure as he does. because it wouldn't even come close to meeting such standards, I continue to believe that he wouldn't have many toys. he can satisfy your “ demands “ with his cock, so why utilize toys? 

when he gets older, I think he likes to play with such kinds of toys on you. will make you shudder in front of him as he intensely kisses you and slowly inserts a dildo into you. after all, he possesses (owns)  dead things. he definitely has some toys, in my opinion. 

u – unfair (does he like to tease you? how unfair can this man be?) 

he simply enjoys teasing you, whether young and older. when he notices that you're close while he’s eating you out, he will deliberately distance (pull away) himself and make fun of you. he will intentionally push you to the brink and then stop abruptly while fucking you. he would intentionally do that because he simply adores making tease of you. however, it only takes a little “ friendly exchange “ to get him to go back to his previous activity.

v – volume (does this bitch moan or nah?)

he is noisy, but not in the way you might assume. he will be reduced to a mere "puddle" and will be whining and moaning uncontrollably if you're blowing him off. he's loud when he whines, and they're not quiet either. his grunts will be no different. 

as he gets older, he will undoubtedly start groaning rather than grunting and whining all the time. they rumble and operate, and they're deep and husky. he enjoys groaning so intensely and frantically into your ear, and even if he is a little quieter, he still has volume. 

w – wildcard (a random headcanon, what did you think?) 

he had a serious desire to be pegged when he was younger!danny. he even went through the trouble of purchasing a strap for you and allowing you to screw him in the ass. he loves that, albeit he doesn't do it as frequently as he ought to. he's a noisy, wailing, moaning mess. will later eat you out in order to compensate.

x – x-ray (is he packing?)

sensibly he's around seven inches, hard and satisfyingly thick, in my opinion. he is also cut, which accomplishes the task. he has a single, noticeable vein that protrudes and his manhood leans slightly to the left. his flaccid cock is visibly straining against the cloth if he is commando in his shorts and manspreads. 

y – yearn (how high is his sex drive? is he always yearning for sex?)

he used to have an extremely high sex drive when he was younger. the little things you do turn him on, and he always wants you. at the very least, if not twice a day, he needs to cum. quickies will usually suffice the urge times, but otherwise? he’s a very high yearning man. 

and, to be honest, it is very much the same when he gets older. desires sex every other day. considering that he is seventy-one and all, he is oddly sexual for his age. surprisingly, when he's cuddling with you, you can know when he needs you. like TOO CUDDLY. in an attempt to be by your side, he’ll also linger his touch and do other things. 

z – zzz (how quickly do they fall asleep afterwards?)

he'll think about going to sleep as long as you're done with everything else. however, I worry that he might spend a solid hour caring for or hugging you before eventually dozing out. to at last fall asleep in your arms. this applies to both of them,  younger and older. 

[scucharlie]

Hihi !!! Asking you about the slenderverse !! I haven’t seen much outside of marble hornets (and reading a couple creepypastas). So feel free to advertise it as well :)))))

[CRACKS HAND] OF COURSE :3

OKAY OKAY. AHH AHHH I'll go crazy Abt the series I know in order :3

STAN FREDRICK: OH YM GOD. OH MY HOD STAN FREDRICK. JESUSCHRIST. VALERIA SANTIAGO YOULL ALWAHS BE FAMOUS. okay so, Stan Fredrick is SO interesting to me, because it's this series about this guy who instead of being a victim of Slenderman like the usual, he actually is like immune to slendermans shit* and only getd mild headaches. he can scare off slender for awhile , so he uses this to go around helping people. its SOOO good oh my godddddd it's such a interesting fresh take and Stan is such a good characters who is so complicated and oh my godd my little meow.meow <3

*depending on series it's diff, but typical slender sickness shit is being near slender too long and getting nosebleeds, bleeding coughing up blood etc

WHISPEREDFAITH: whisperedfaithhh FREAKIEST RAKE INTERPRETATION I LOVEEEE IT. the whispering, it being this "speaker" fucking FREAK OF A THANG. it's about this guy Lee and his friend mo getting caught up in this cult <- not just using this word it's actual cult, where they worship the rake! and Lee is this "carrier" and they need him so they just keep following him also the rake was in his house just chilling for a few days so. yeah! i love Lee <3 and Mo and lexx and Linnie and -

EVERYMANHYRBID:

OH BOY. the series I never shut the fuck up Abt man. okay. so! Everymanhyrbid is this series about these guys doing a health/fitness gig, at first right? they planned to do this Slenderman prank but uh oh! the actual fucking slenderman is after them! shit! so they get deep in this shit of being hunted down by the slenderrr, bringing people into this and fuck. the acting is so good , fuck fuck fuckkk it makes me CRAZYYYYYYY it's also a arg with way too much shit going on that doesn't show up in he playlist but nightmind has explained all that stuff if you wanna listen to it! it's ultimately a series about change! :) change .. and also bloodying men up <3

MLA0: SIBLING ENJOYERS YOU WILL FUCKINV LOVE MLA0. okay! so, mla0 is about this guy, Micheal who's doctor has asked him to record himself after getting released from the mental hospital. he's of just, fine y'know. but then. JUMPSCARE. THE SLENDER.! slender starts appearing around him, scaring the shit out of him so he fleas to his brothers shauns and his roommate Eric to stay. shit goes downhill! its Soo fuck fuck fuck my life. Shaun and Micheal argue, and yell and they love each other and they're both scared and terrified, and theyre just. human. god..I love this series genuinely the series that started me down being obesesed w slenderverse <3 the acting fucks and Shaun is my babygirl <3 Eric is an interesting character andhhhhhhhhhgg I love themmmm god. the soft moments hit so much hardee after the fucked up shit yk? 10/10 series

DARKHARVEST00: DARK HARVESTRR

okay so this one is so special 2 me, bc me and my friend Mike binged it in two days and it'sso ofucking good oh my hod. Alex and Chris are so silly and fucked up. it's once again about a cult, again. Actual cult not like jus using the word, where this time they worship Slenderman directly who goes by this sick ass name in germmen i believe? I don't remember but, yeah at first! It seems like Chris may be haunted, but then yeah the cult is after them for getting too nosey with It and yeag. god. THEY HAVE PRACTICAL EFFECTS FOR GORE ITS GREATTTT EHEHEHE also the actors FUCKK IT MAKES ME CRAZY. SHIUT OUT CHIRS BABYGIRL I CAN TAKE YOU TO THERAOY <3

audgdhdphyhic damage /POS ty for letting me explode u w slender ejnolwdge :3

[puppycharmz]

whats morison's story? im new here and intruiged

oh let me go crazy with him I . ok.

before i do start though i do want to iterate i WILL be talking about my "canon" version of morrison as thats what im gonna assume you mean. however i have been posting my au morrison recently so if you want that story uhm. you may have to pry it out of me its Really self indulgent. but you Might.

(all under the cut if you dont want to read through all my Shenanigans)

ok so. morrison is a monster Thang who was not always a monster. that also means there are Other monsters and also magic so thats important to note

morrison, as a child, was raised by his family for a good bit of his life. he was well off and happy, though as he got a bit older his parents left for more and more things, leaving him alone for longer periods of time. at some point he causes such a mess while theyre gone that they decide to hire a sitter.

said sitter was Not a good person. she was a practicing magic user at the time and used morrison as part of her 'practice' (she used him as a human target, though thankfully nothing was enough to leave permanent damage). his parents didn't really believe him when he told them bc they knew he was played rough and bruised himself before, plus the sitter would act all nice and behaved when they came back so it OBVIOUSLY couldn't be her.

it did all come to a head when she decided to get ambitious and try a form changing spell on him. one thing leads to another and morrison is now. The Beast. but obv child sized beast bc he Was A Child when he got blasted by the beast beam. hes sobbing and trying to walk on new legs and the sitter does feel a little bad but after having to deal with her for so long he just gets fed up and runs away. this is the last time he sees his family.

years go by (he's a young adult now) and he's living off whatever he can find in garbage and just lying around. hes constantly on the move, scared that if someone sees a monster they'll try and kill him. he settles into one backyard for the night, hoping he's hidden away, but a young girl finds him as shes playing outside. instead of violence, she offers him kindness and some proper food. her parents come out to find her and they also don't try to kill him and instead allow him to stay until he feels he needs to leave (on the condition he doesn't leave the property which he agrees to). for a while everything is good and he finally feels like he has a place again.

but UH OH something has to get fucked up. while hes playing with the young girl she gets injured and the parents run out and immediately assume it was him. they grab whatever they can to attack him and grab a nasty looking garden tool that manages to gouge his eye out, giving him his scar. he runs away in a panic and is back to scavenging for whatever he can find.

a few more years pass by (he's an adult now) eventually he just. gets So tired. he stumbles into a snowy forest and collapses against the trunk of one of them, ready to just. give up. but thats when Owl (another oc of mine) finds him and offers him a second (though to be fair its' probably more like third) chance of comfort :)

thats about it for all his major plot stuff, but if you'd like me to go into him and Owl's relationship and story i would be more than hapy to :D

[saturns-cryptid]

Never got to share some of my headcanons for the hfr characters but here we go:

Chai is a blind mf (near-sighted) and needs glasses. Like, right now.

I don’t really know what glasses to give him though. Maybe like John Johanas has. Those could probably suit him.

Korsica is sporty, without a doubt, all about that daily exercise and healthy nutritious diet. What sport would she do though? I think boxing, like with Macaron, would probably suit her, yet I’d also think of kickboxing and maybe some jogging on the side.

On that note, Chai seems extremely flexible, almost if not outright gymnast levels. It remains a mystery for how long Chai had his right arm the way it was before the implant. Maybe he had it like that since he was a baby, but I can imagine him somehow injuring it in his early years, and it was just so severe that he couldn’t get its fine motor skills back. Like, maybe Chai has a degenerative disease that either runs in the family or only affected him due to him being a gymnast.

Or he’s just that naturally flexible and jumpy idk

Another headcanon for Korsica (me fine woman) is that she actually used to play drums and it’s not just a motive that she has in the game with her batons. Maybe she was part of the school orchestra and would only play simple tunes in there, while actually being good enough to pop off any minute. I instantly remember that video “When you’re overqualified for the job” when I think about it.

If the groups were to start a band, then Macaron would def be a piano guy and Peppermint the bass girly.

OKAY i'm gonna go down the headcanon list ting bc i love your takes and i want to respond to all of them properly TEE HEE

would NEVER have thought chai to be blind or in need of glasses tbh, though i'm here for it!! i personally think he would've been more far sighted bc of his ability to snatch onto magnets and grab enemies and stuff... (the thought of him squinting the entire game and hitting any moving robot looking blobs in his field of vision is pretty funny though tbh LOL) ... also i looked up john johanas and it's been a hot minute since i've booted up the game but i SWEAR the ones with the thick black frames are an actual pair of glasses you can get in the shop for chai and i am SOOO doodling that if i have the time

korsica is absolutely sporty. proof: sporty fit in shop. also she's head of security she literally HAS to stay in shape to spin that thang around. (also idk if it's just me but it's implied her batons are pretty heavy bc there's this one specific scene during her boss fight when the game is like "okay scratch parrying everything!" where she strains JUST a little bit to get into the spinning motion so she is SOOOOO absolutely muscular). ALSO did not think about korsica and macaron sparring!! macaron doesn't seem like the type to spar at his age LOL... but maybe he'd be up for it occasionally post game :0!!

i definitely think he would've tried to stay limber growing up all things considered, he has WAYYY too much stamina if he can beat up all those robots LOL but now that you mention it, he DID practically fold in half at the very end of the first stage... BUT i personally hc he has monoplegia as a result of an accident when he was really young as opposed to something he was born with. i'm by no means a medical expert, but it sounds... medically inaccurate for a degenerative muscle disease to stay in one arm? (if you ask me tho, i think he would have a brachial plexus birth injury IF he were to be born with it, but again) take that with a fistful of salt, i'm not a doctor and i don't know shit

i don't have much to say for the last two, i agree with you for the most part BWAHGAHGW i love the idea that if someone asked korsica about why she chose the weapons she chose, she'd just say something like "hitting drums, hitting people. same difference." and shrug BWAHWBJAHGSHJF

[an-ecu-harrypotter-au]

TCS Part 3: Welcome Home Kwimpers

Ah'm woken up one day ta Pop gently shakin me.

"Toby. Time ta wake up."

Ah move round in bed an open mah eyes.

"Wha's happenin Pop?"

"Gotta go ta the courthouse today. Judge's gonna decide if Ah can adopt Holly."

"Oh. Can we get breakfast first Pop?"

Pop starts headin ta the door.

"Yeah it's why Ah woke ya up. Wanna make sure ya have enough time ta eat. Dunno how long it's gonna take at the courthouse so Ah don't want ya feelin hungry."

Ah sit up in bed yawnin.

"Ok Pop."

Pop leaves the room an Ah turn ta see that Holly's awready up.

"She's probly one a them early birds."

Ah get outta bed an get dressed. Ah think Ah smell bacon an pancakes. That's always a good sign cause it's bacon an pancakes.

"Good mornin Toby."

Ah stop an see Holly cookin at the stove. Ah sure wasn't expectin that. Pop comes outta the bathroom an sees it too.

"Aw now ain't that nice. Ya didn't have ta make us breakfast Holly."

"But Ah wanted ta do it. Ya've been so nice ta me that Ah wanted ta return the favor."

Pop chuckles an we both sit down. Ah dunno if this'll mean he's gonna like Holly more than me now.

"Ah hope y'all like it. Ah've been workin on mah cookin badge the past couple weeks."

"Well the kitchen ain't on fire an nobody got hurt so Ah'd say ya done a good job so far Holly."

Ah look at mah pancakes an bacon longer than most people do. Ah know Ah don't do this wit food but Ah feel like everythang's jus not fittin right.

"Is there somethin wrong wit yer pancakes, Toby?"

Ah look up at Holly an she looks real concerned. Ah know it ain't her fault, but Ah ain't feelin right bout this at all.

"Doncha worry bout Toby now. He's been so used ta not havin a momma that seein a girl actin so motherly's gonna be a lot ta get used to."

Ah realize that's it. Even though Jacklin'd care bout me Ah never really saw 'er as a mom. She's always been mah friend an nothin more. Ah don't really remember much bout mah momma so havin someone actin like one's a lot ta handle.

"Can ya handle eatin breakfast Toby?"

Ah look at Pop which Ah think's a win cause Ah know Ah was gettin upset an used ta jus completely melt.

"Ah'll try Pop."

Ah pick up mah fork an try ta eat mah pancakes.

"There ya go son. Jus take one bite at a time."

Ah take a bite an realize nothin's wrong.

"Well?"

"Pancakes're pancakes Pop."

"Attaboy Toby."

Ah look over at Holly an she seems ta feel better too. Ah'm startin ta realize that she really is doin this so me an Pop'd like her. Ah don't think she wanted ta do it so Pop'd like her more than me.

"Thanks for the pancakes, Holly."

She just smiles like she won somethin real important. Ah just go back ta eatin mah pancakes an bacon.

"Man that was real good. Thank ya Holly. What'd you say that badge was that ya was workin on gettin?"

Holly takes our plates an starts washin 'em.

"Mah cookin badge. Ah have ta prove Ah can make simple meals an practice basic kitchen safety."

"Well now ya did a good job a makin a simple breakfast Holly. Ah'd say next time ya have a meetin you'll get that badge."

Pop gets up from the table an gets his stuff tagether for the judge.

"Now ya kids better go on an brush yer teeth."

"Ok Pop."

Ah go ta the bathroom an gotta share a sink wit Holly.

"Are you feelin better, Toby?"

Ah spit out the toothpaste in mah mouth.

"Ah finished all the food ya made if that's what ya mean. Ah got scared Pop was gonna like ya more than me cause you were doin a lotta nice thangs."

Before she can say somethin Ah wipe mah mouth an finish what Ah'm thinkin.

"But then Ah realized yer only doin this cause ya just want Pop ta like ya enough so it ain't a big deal ta have him adopt ya. It ain't like yer gonna be doin all this forever ta make Pop think yer his favorite."

Holly shakes her head like Ah completely messed up on what Ah said.

"C'mon kids. Time ta get down ta the courthouse."

Ah look at Holly an she looks real nervous as we go by the door. Ah dunno why cause Pop said none of us're in trouble.

"Pop? Are ya sure the judge's gonna let ya adopt me?"

Pop sits down so he can look at 'er better.

"Don't worry bout a thang Holly. Ah've been workin hard wit yer grandmomma's lawyer. Ah got all mah papers in order. Yer grandmomma signed all her papers so all tha's left ta do's ta take it all ta the judge. Judge's gonna look at it an ask a couple questions."

"They're not gonna be hard are they?"

"No. Only question the judge'd might ask ya's if ya think Ah'm a good person ta take care a ya. Tha's somethin only you can answer."

Ah just stare at Pop cause Ah really ain't understandin anythang he's sayin. Ah guess Holly's different than me cause she's noddin like she understands Pop.

"Now ya better jus take deep breaths an start headin out ta the car Holly. We gotta get ta the courthouse on time an get this taken care of."

Pop stands up an we follow 'em out ta the car.

"How long ya think we're gonna be at the courthouse Pop?"

"Oh Ah don't rightly know son. Mah papers for a judge's real easy ta understand. It ain't like we're in trouble for anythin. This' jus a hearin ta make sure Ah adopt Holly the right way since we ain't her kin."

Ah nod cause Ah at least know it ain't gonna be like those court cases ya hear on tv that take days ta go through. Ah remember Pop watchin one a couple years back but Ah dunno what it was about. All Ah remember was that it was bout a girl with the same name as Jacklin an Pop sent me ta bed cause he didn't want me hearin it.

Time Skip

"It is the opinion of the court that Samson Kwimper is fit to complete the adoption process of Holly Jones. With her next of kin having signed the forms surrendering her custody of Holly, I am hereby granting the custodial request."

The judge bangs his hammer.

"Good luck, Mr. Kwimper and family."

The judge leaves the room an everybody looks real happy.

"Pop wha happened?"

"The judge says it's ok fer me ta adopt Holly an raise 'er like she's mah own daughter."

Ah oughta know what this all means but so many thangs was said Ah'm feelin slow.

"So that'd mean when ya adopt 'er she's gonna be mah sister?"

"Exactly son. Ain't that nice ta have a siblin now?"

Ah gotta really think bout that. Ah ain't used ta sharin an Ah'm still tryna get used ta girls even wantin ta talk ta me. Ah don't even know if Holly's the type a girl that'd even like frogs. She didn't even meet Trevor yet.

"Do ya think Holly's gonna like Trevor? Cause Ah dunno if we'd get along if it turns out she don't like frogs."

Pop pats mah back as she pulls Holly in for a hug.

"Aw don't worry bout it Toby."

"Yeah, Toby. Ah'm a Girl Scout Junior. Ah'll be a Cadette real soon. Ah have all mah badges for workin outdoors, wit animals an even first aid."

Pop chuckles like he got everythang she jus said.

"See Toby, she's used ta the outdoors. Frogs ain't gonna bother 'er a bit."

"Good cause Ah ain't gonna be gettin rid a Trevor. Never."

Pop pats mah shoulder agin as we walk outta the courtin house.

"Now all we gotta do's meet the nice lawyer an sign some papers. Then we's gonna celebrate real good."

"Ya mean wit milkshakes Pop?"

"Yeah son. We's gonna be gettin milkshakes."

Ah smile an realize somethin good's comin outta this adoptin business. Ah mean sure it's nice that Holly's gonna be mah sister, but gettin milkshakes? Thangs just get even better.

Time Skip

We're back at the hotel after takin care a everythin.

"Can Ah change outta mah good clothes Pop? Ah'm gettin hot."

"Course ya can son. We're all done for today."

Ah go ta the bathroom an change outta mah good clothes. Ah feel a lot better now an put mah clothes away. Then Ah start ta think bout grandmomma an granddaddy movin outta the nursin home.

"Pop? How's we gonna get all a grandmomma an granddaddy's stuff ta Ireland?"

"Me an Cousin Wilma's been slowly sendin their stuff all the way ta Uncle Travis' house. Gonna have a lot more people ta keep 'em compny there. We's gonna be too busy movin out ta our new house."

"How've ya been able ta afford all this?"

Pop chuckles.

"Fishin business' been better than ever. It's how Ah've been able ta buy the house ta begin wit. Burton family gave me an advance in money ta cover all the movin expenses."

"Oh yeah that's right."

Holly sits down on the couch after changin her clothes.

"How far's this house Pop?"

"Oh it's a bit aways but it's gonna be by the water. Called Jacob's Island."

Mah eyes light up.

"Ah bet it'll look like one a them paintins where it's got a house by the beach."

"Then yer gonna really like it son. You an Holly both."

"Wow! Ah've never had a house by the beach before. Ooh that reminds me a somethin."

Holly runs outta the room then comes up ta Pop wit a piece a paper.

"Pop Ah finished mah list."

"List a what?"

Pop takes the paper an looks at me.

"Holly's gonna be havin 'er birthday next week."

"Pop said Ah can write a list a things Ah want."

"Ok. Ah gotta finish readin mah letter from Pacer."

"Awright then Toby."

Ah go through mah suitcase ta find it.

"There it is."

Ah open the envelope since Ah didn't have a chance ta read it before. Ah don't even remember what Ah asked him.

"Dear Toby, Tank you for telling me that we need to vait for you to come back from Florida. I vould like to know vhat your new house is like. Maybe ve can come visit you before we leave go back to school."

Ah smile at that. Pacer wants ta hang out at mah house. Never had that happen before. Ah wonder what ya gotta do so it turns out fun. Anyway Ah gotta focus on finishin the letter.

"As to your question of course I'll answer it. My wand is hazel. Very fitting because ve believe in Chakras. If your mind is not vell, if your body is not vell and if your soul is not vell, then this wand vill know. Hazel wands do not vork vell if you are upset so it's important to keep your Chakras balanced."

Ah think Pacer's writin bout an Indian thang cause Ah never heard a that before.

"If you vant to get me someting for my birtday I vould like a book about a phoenix. Dey are very powerful creatures in our culture and I vant to learn more."

Ah heard a phoenixes before but Ah never really read bout 'em. Maybe Pop'd let me buy it wit mah allowance money when we get books fer the year.

Time Skip

"Pop? Is this the house ya was tellin Toby about?"

"Tha's right Holly."

Ah start wakin up from mah nap an look outside Pop's Montego. Ah was right bout the house bein like somethin outta some paintin. Small lil cottage goin right ta the water wit a tall cliffside.

"Whoa. Ah love this house!"

"Ah knew you kids'd love it."

We all get out the car an start gettin our stuff inside.

"Ah need ta send owls ta Jacklin an Pacer when we're doin unpackin, Pop."

"Awright son. Make sure ya figure out where ya want yer room ta be."

Ah walk round the house ta see how the rooms look. Holly's followin behind me.

"The sun rises in the east an right now it's behind us. That makes this part a the house east."

"And?"

"Do ya like wakin up wit the sun peakin through yer window, Toby?"

Ah shake mah head.

"You take this room. Ah wanna have somethin quiet so Ah'm takin the one upstairs."

"Ok."

Ah start walkin upstairs an Ah knew Ah made the right choice. Ah get a good view a the water an mah bed's gonna be away from the light when Ah wake up. Ah start ta find a place fer Trevor's tank.

"Welcome home Trevor."

He jus croaks but Ah know he's happy ta be in one spot agin.

"Toby didja sent yer letter ta Jacklin yet?"

"No Pop. Why, was Ah spose ta?"

"Nah. Ah wanna add somethin ta it. Ya gotta tell Jacklin ta ask 'er daddy bout how adopted kids get their Hogwarts letter. Cause the British govment ain't gonna know that we got Holly an Ah don't want 'er ta miss gettin a letter."

It takes me a minute ta figure out wha Pop wants.

"Ok Pop. Ah'll write it in mah letter."

So Ah write it in mah letter best Ah can an send it ta Jacklin. Ah hope it gets ta her soon.

"Wait a minute. How'm Ah gonna send mah letters? We don't have an owl."

"Hmm. Tha's a good question. Ah gotta really think bout that one son. Jus hold onta yer letters till Ah come up wit somethin."

"Ok Pop."

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[adleryoung]

"Flim-flamming?" Rebecca retorted indignantly. "These are the storied and celebrated traditions of witchcraft that stretch back to time immemorial!"

"Maybe so," Burnside answered, "but they don’t do nothin but waste time an make everbody look silly!"

"We are combining the flair of the classic witchy style with elven techniques that actually work! That’s the whole point of this coven!"

"Can't we just cut out all the theatrics an get right to the doin?"

"Being a witch is at least half theatrics!" Rebecca insisted. "That’s what gets people’s attention! It's called showmanship! That's the part they notice and remember!"

"They notice an remember that we look like a buncha theater school drop-outs!" Burnside retorted. "If I told ya oncet, I told ya a hunnerd times, we'd get more members if we dropped the cornball stuff and just got to the magick! An cuttin thangs!"

This sounded like an argument that had been repeated many times already. I didn't feel like waiting for it to play out to its inevitable conclusion, so I politely cleared my throat.

“AHEM," I coughed gently. "What else do you have to show me?”

"Not much," Rebecca admitted. "We make decent money selling natural remedies to townsfolk. Remedies that actually WORK, I might add. That has given our coven a good reputation locally. We also have a collection of books that Ash… I mean, OWTER, left as a parting gift when Burnside rescued me."

"BAH," Burnside snorted. "All o them books is either out o date, debunked, crackpot elf nonsense, or else completely wrongheaded nonsense lowfolk come up with. You keep on overlookin' what this coven actually has: MONEY an INFLUENCE! These here lowfolk simpletons are willin to pay top coin for somethin they coulda made their own selves! Our good reputation makes them locals willin to believe whatever you say! That there’s what'd impress Adler, cause that’s actually useful!"

"Not just anyone can concoct these potions!" Rebecca insisted. "It requires specific knowledge on what to gather, when to gather it, how to brew it, and when to brew it. Such knowledge has to be taught."

"You're both right," I explained diplomatically. "The herbal magick is the most impressive asset because it has direct, practical applications - and it brings in a profit. I wouldn't put much stock in books Dr. Cesawonki gave you because he hates lowfolk and is violently opposed to teaching them magick. Which brings me to my second reason for coming here: Owter told me that Queen Edessa was starting a magick school at Persoc Tor. He of course wants me to put a stop to it, but I am more inclined to let it continue - provided it does so under my authority. You seem to have been running a successful (albeit limited) operation here. You've kept it going without any major disaster for generations, and have earned the respect of the locals. Your experience would be invaluable to me when I go to inspect the Persoc Tor school."

"HOT DANG!" Burnside whooped. "I ain't never seen the Winter Palace before! Rebecca gal, you is in for a treat! Persoc Tor is the swankiest resort town in all of Faerie!"

"It's apparently been abandoned for centuries," I pointed out. "No telling what kind of shape it's in now."

"I've," Rebecca murmured, with a distant look in her eyes. "I've never even been to Faerie…"

[powwuten]

might i ask what a globetrotter is?

Its a collection of music and art that contribute to a project that mostly exists in my head okay bye haha!

Oohhhh i got you there

ahem

“What is globetrotter?”

Globetrotter is a hypothetical maybe happening rpg that currently is having its story told through art, music, and possibly writing or a few comics in the future. It follows three silly little guys that I designed (and have been iterating on because I'm kinda inconsistent) for years now, named Ceridwen, Riice, and Mollam! If you didn’t notice, the first two have misspelled welsh names. What's the significance of them being welsh? There is none! For now! That's the nature of this whole project, really. A lot of the time things exist to be cool, though by the time they leave my head they’ve usually formed enough connective tissue to be a part of a wider story. I had the main protagonists, I had the main antagonists, and I had the themes I wanted to use…then bam! Three cursed individuals trying to defeat a group of time demons to release themselves from being born anew for eternity! Funny how that works!

“Wait so who are those guys in orange?”

in what

“sorry i meant orange”

oh! right!

Ceridwen and Riice are both coworkers at…!! Well honestly I haven’t deliberated on that fact much, but hey, the fact of the matter is they do science 👍👍. Work’s been a little harder after one of their labs got attacked though. Poor thangs. Wonder who did that.

In a world of demons and humans and angels sometimes, how would you categorize a man with a head made of teeth? Perhaps the best description is “cowboy”. Mollam’s the third party member of this trio, but he isn’t exactly enthusiastic about joining them. Strange premonitions are driving Mollam away from Ceridwen and Riice. Poor thangs. Wonder why that is.

“What do these guys look like!!” I hear you ask…and my answer?!?!

I don’t have reference sheets yet. oops. I’ll do it. 👍. I will also say that I didn’t cover their personalities in detail much, but applications speak louder than descriptions! I’ll start writing eventually and in that same vein i’ll start drawing eventually et cetera et cetera…!

“Why is globetrotter?”

Well, to be perfectly honest, to get right to the point, to be quick, to make things simple, in my experience, in the end, it all boils down to the fact that it's fun! It's fun and it’s good practice and I enjoy this world in my head and want to share it with people! plain and simple. im honestly not sure if this section even needed to be here tbh like yeah i like thing im making it i think thats how most things are made.

“Where is globetrotter?”

Primarily boiling in my mind

Secondarily sitting in dms with @marismoments39

Thirdarily out and about on soundcloud

Fourtharily on tumblr

Tumblr? What tumblr? Globetrotter tumblr! https://www.tumblr.com/globetrotterer to be exact! I kinda just made it recently so there isn't much there but hey keep your eyes on it. Seeing as I’ve approached this project across years and grown so much alongside it, it’ll take a bit for some concrete stuff to show up. I’ll do my best to even things out!

“How is globetrotter?”

awww you’re too nice. globetrotter is doing well, and you?

“Is this it?”

No!!!! Unless I die the moment I post this. Feel free to ask me whatever!!!!!

[leweekendrock]

A Le Weekend Retrospective - Part 1

Like the night sky, the band Le Weekend has been around more than 15 years. While the night sky lazed around and contributed nothing to anyone, the band used the time to write songs, play shows, and put out recordings at what couldn't be called a breakneck pace. Responding to a fantasy where there was popular demand to hear our story, please enjoy–or failing that, read–a retrospective in some number of parts.

So this is the first part. It covers 2006 to 2008, in which we formed the band, released our first EP, and sadly parted ways with two founding members.

SOUNDTRACK: https://leweekend.bandcamp.com/album/suite

DISCLAIMERS: 

The writing is mostly Matt. Don’t blame the whole band for what follows.

This isn’t supposed to be (slash hopefully isn’t) a nostalgia trip. Those are for things that are over. We’re just demonstrating some ongoing history behind this thing we do and keep doing for some reason.

I’ve tried to avoid the social media pose of pretending to be an Important Band. It’s hard to avoid entirely when writing anything, as suggesting something is worth your time is already bold. But we’re merely a Good Local Band in the sense of all three words, and mean well.

Finally, if you’re looking for Salacious Details(!!), you’ve come to the wrong band. Here are the three most shocking excerpts from the whole thing:

The booking agent hoped I wasn’t miffed. Miffed?! I was downright perturbed!

“Looks like you’re going to the Grammys!” our manager exclaimed, turning the laptop screen our way. “This Photoshop stuff is really something.”

And THAT, my dude, PROVES Kurt Cobain and Anthony Kiedis were talking about the same bridge!

And those are all from my correspondence course How To Write Shocking Excerpts.

The year was 2006. I was out of my 20’s, and my last band (Hotel Motel, now ending) had gotten together through alt.music.chapel-hill. It was time to put the next band together through Gmail, which was the style at the time. The phrase “jam sandwich” appeared in an acceptance email that also warned me “That was your out.”

We got Robert Biggers on drums, because I played with him in Audubon Park, knew him to be gifted on various instruments, and we were friends going all the way back to the 20th Century.

Through my good friend David Nahm, we got connected with Ben Ridings on lead guitar, and Ben introduced us to Missy Thangs on keyboards and vocals. Both hailed from the excellent early aughts Asheville band Piedmont Charisma.

At this point we needed bass which meant Bob Wall. I’d only recently learned he played bass (knowing him for guitar and drums) when during downtime at a Hotel Motel practice he whipped out Steely Dan’s “The Boston Rag." They say you learn everything you need to know about a bassist when they play ‘The Boston Rag’ on the couch, and they're right!

So now we were formed. And such well dressed people.

(Photo by Ben Spiker. l-r, front row: Missy Thangs, Robert Biggers, Ben Ridings; back row: Bob Wall, Matt Kalb)

We started with a few songs I’d already written in the sense that I write songs, which means a clear idea of structure, chord progression, and my guitar part–at the level of a good working draft–combined with vague-to-no ideas for the rest of the band’s parts. As in, I’m open to hearing what they'll bring, and zeroing in on it without a predefined landing place. That’s both HOW I WANT TO DO IT, but also something I worry about being NOT THE REAL WAY TO DO IT.

Because, yep, when creating music, one of the things I love doing most, imposter syndrome is in full effect much of / most of the time! I also didn’t know Missy or Ben very well, and in my usual (overly literal) way of interpreting their feedback about looking for more direction, I swung over to giving way too much direction, arbitrarily filling in the blanks I’d have rather left for the band, because I thought that was what was being asked. We figured it all out, of course.

In bands with this individual freedom and responsibility, sometimes everyone effectively (if unconsciously) wants everyone else to be all done with their experimentation, presenting an unwavering idea while their own experimentation continues. Sartre talks about this and didn’t even have a band, I’m pretty sure. Plus the songs were, as rock/pop goes, fairly complicated, lending themselves to situations where one person could be learning how it goes while another is past that and working in tweaks and changes, which throw off the first person, rinse/repeat. But we figured out how to get through that too, of course. To me, every new song feels like the one that will never get learned, and every one’s gotten learned so far.

Within a few months we had several songs together and played our first show, a WXDU thing at the Duke Coffeehouse, thanks to the unseen or possibly seen (I couldn’t find my emails for this) hand of Ross Grady. That made things feel more real, as it usually does for bands starting out. We did a cover of “Hold The Line,” which we learned that day and never returned to. It was more of a fun-for-the-first-show kind of thing.

About a year after that we started working on our debut recording, Suite, with our friend Nick Petersen at Go! Studios. This was the first of many great recording experiences the band would have with Nick over the years.

My favorite memory from these sessions is from "Blinded Me With Silence", which is also my favorite song from the EP. I wanted two layers of disorganized improvisation from several guest musicians, mostly playing marching band type instruments. I explained what we were doing, threw my arms wide shouting “Go!”, pulled them back in shouting “Stop!”, and we repeated once more. At which point Robert helpfully weighed in over the PA, “Your music is dumb!”

Credits for 13 SECONDS OF NOISE x2

Crowmeat Bob Pence (trombone)

Dave Cantwell (parade bass drum)

Kerry Cantwell (parade snare drum)

Chuck Johnson (Ben's guitar)

Jeff Herrick (trumpet)

Rob Koegler (toy percussion)

The centerpiece of the album, kind of the theme song of the band at this point, was "Le Weekend Suite". It came from a self-assigned writing exercise, after Robert mentioned his college songs tended to move from part to new part to new part, etc., going off in many interesting directions and often back to part 1 for an end (“snake style”), but he’d wanted to write something that folds back in on itself.

I considerately stole the idea and made it work in the most natural way possible: forcing in advance that it just had to work because that’s how the song goes. The song, progressing through parts 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5 (‘the great divide”), then rewinding through new versions of 4, 3, 2, and 1, was slowly and (for my patient band mates) excruciatingly born. As in, this one took quite a while to write, arrange, and learn. But I definitely think it’s a highlight of the EP.

By the way, alternate iterations of a part would itself become a recurring theme, explored at full song level on our 2nd album, aka the one that got ALL THE ATTENTION, and at the part (shared across multiple songs) level on our 6th album, aka the one that got ALL THE PANDEMIC. It had a small role in our 4th and 5th ones as well. What can I say? I’ve had one idea and it wasn't fully mine to begin with.

I can’t remember which song led to Bob internally debating which single held note he used to play and/or should play, but I think it might have been “Le Weekend Suite” as well. Recapped in the famous line “Bob’s changed his mind about his notes” in our next album.

The CD design came from our friend Lincoln Hancock using photos from Ben Spiker, the start of another very fruitful tradition for the band. I mean, look at this thing.

(Layout by Lincoln Hancock, photo by Ben Spiker)

And we got a very nice review from Grayson Currin at the Indy.

Unfortunately, at this time Ben and Missy decided it would be best to step away from the band after our release show at the Nightlight. This was on very friendly terms, and they encouraged the three of us to continue. We opened with the trio playing “Lower yr action” (soon to be part of our first LP) as a nod to what was coming next, then played our last show as a quintet. To thunderous applause, at least in my own head.

We’re very grateful to Missy and Ben for their contributions to the early life of the band, and for encouraging us to keep going. While they’ve each got great performances all over Suite, one of my favorites is the middle section of "Rock staple, scissors". Just listen for the ON FIRE keyboard lick and you’re there!

During the time frame of this installment, we played these shows.

11/11/06 - Duke Coffeehouse - DEBUT OF LW - WXDU FALL BENEFIT w/ Grappling Hook, Noncanon, Natasha, Scene of the Crime Rovers

03/01/07 - The Reservoir - w/Darker Brighter and Goner

05/24/07 - The Cave - w/Audubon Park 

07/30/07 - Bull City HQ - w/Mahasamatman and Minchia 

08/23/07 - Nightlight - w/Grappling Hook 

09/25/07 - Duke Coffeehouse - w/Dirty Projectors and Ecstatic Sunshine

10/16/08 - Bull City HQ - w/Cantwell Gomez & Jordan and Impossible Arms

11/06/08 - Duke Coffeehouse - TROIKA 2008 w/Red Collar, Sorry About Dresden, Pink Flag, and Sequoya

12/04/08 - Nightlight - CD RELEASE FOR SUITE w/Actual Persons Living or Dead, Crash, and dj NASTY BOOTS

And that’s all you get! For now.

[drakenology]

Their s/o has a fat ass (feat. Midoriya, Bakugo and Todoroki)

warnings: slight smut..?, mentions of sexual activity, fluff!, fem!reader, some blurbs cause I talk too fuckin much anddd swearing.

author’s note: shout out to all my big booty bitches! Just a reminder! I am new to writing on tumblr so if I do anything wrong please let me know and don’t hesitate to give me pointers and tips. also i am taking asks and requests so please don’t be shy, i wanna make friends 🥺. also enjoy!

Bakugo

the ass man of all ass men, duh

would smack it at any point, just to watch it jiggle.

he thinks it’s sooo fucking soft, especially feeling it smack against him when he fucks you from behind, watching it bounce 🥴 (prefers you that way)

would wanna spank you all the time and definitely would want you to walk around the house without any pants on cause he lovesss watching you walk around.

would make you walk in front of him so he can watch it jiggle around as you walk

he’s just obsessed with your big ol booty 🍑

has absolutely no fucking shame

It was a warm Saturday afternoon, ahh, summer! Bakugo’s favorite season; not because of the weather, but because he gets to see you in short shorts. He loved looking at your ass peek out slightly at the hem of your shorts, the sight was tantalizing. Today, you two were going on a road trip with Izuku and Uraraka for a cute lil double date (your idea, not Bakugo’s). While getting ready, you jump into a pair of shorts and a tank top since it’s absolutely scorching outside much to Bakugo’s delight. As you’re getting all your supplies together for a beach day, you feel a stern smack on your ass as you bend down to grab some towels. You yelp and turn around to see Bakugo standing right behind you, staring at you with lustful eyes.

“Damn, you have such a nice ass. Why don’t we skip this stupid trip and fuck around at little, huh?” He said, pulling your shorts down to get a good look at your bare ass. You blush a furious red as you swat his hands away.

“Stop it Ka-chan! We’re already late.” You squeak, pulling your shorts back up over your ass. Katsuki sighs deeply as he helped you get everything else together.

“This isn’t over, y/n. Sooner or later, you’re gonna be bent over. That ass is mine.” Katsuki said in your ear, sneaking another squeeze on your ass.

Midoriya

ugh my sweet baby boy 🥺

ok so, he loves your ass. but he’s a lil shy ya know?

Stares a lot. Doesn’t touch in public tho.

feels a little guilty about oogling at your ass, even though the poor guy can’t help it. it’s so juicy!

but indoors??? BABY

he’s smaking that ass all over the house!

standing behind you as you bend over to reach stuff, grinding up against you.

he nasty. 👀

he won’t say it to anyone else; because you’re his and he doesn’t want anyone even fuckin fantasizing about you, but he loves your booty. gah damn..

Izuku had been away visiting All Might to catch up with him, ya know, gushing about you and his hero work and how much he’s grateful to him. So when he came home to you cleaning your shared home in nothing but a cute little tee shirt and some slippers, nothing covering your lower half except some plain black panties, he was floored. He saw you dancing around, your air pods blasting your favorite song as you swayed your hips to the beat. Izuku started to blush, watching your every move as you danced and cleaned the living space. You hadn’t even noticed him standing there watching you as you vaccumed the carpet. Suddenly you notice it had been turned off somehow. Turning your head you see Midoriya, holding the cord to the vacuum in his hand, as he unplugged it to get your attention.

“Izuku, wh-“ you questioned, interrupted by Midoriya’s strong hands pulling you towards him, kissing you feverishly. You feel him grab and caress you, hands stopping at his favorite part of your body. He gave it a hard slap, leaving a pleasurable sting as he pulled away from the kiss.

“Y/N, you have no idea how badly I want you right now. You don’t know what you do to me.” He said, lifting you up using the strength of One for All. He rushes to your shared bedroom, telling you how he’s gonna fuck you all night, and went on and on about how sexy you are.

“I love you so much Y/N, you’re so perfect.” He said gently laying you on the bed, the last gentle thing he did for you that night.

Let’s just say... yall need a new bed frame.

Todoroki

Ahhh!!! My other baby. Ugh I love him.

Todo is a little similar to Midoriya in the sense that he’ll feel guilty about oogling at your body in public.

But he’ll get over it once he reminds himself that you belong to him, as well as dat ass. So he looks as he pleases.

Would WORSHIP that thang, ok??

Would pick out cute little outfits that accentuate your lovely curves.

Would sock the fuck outta anybody who even glanced at you while he was around.

that’s HIS ass, dammit.

You come home from a long night of serving as a combat paramedic because of your healing quirk, and your uncanny ability to defend yourself and others in combat. You were a legend; saving lives and fucking villians up was your specialty. Sighing, you practically kick off your shoes and plop down on your couch, laying down on your stomach. Shoto was sitting in the love seat across from the couch you were laying on, listening to you whine about your day and how sore you are.

“Want a massage, love?” Shoto asked, soaking in the sight of you in your hero costume; a form fitting black catsuit adorned with a utility belt that sat perfectly on your hips and red medic crosses all over the garment in a pattern. He didn’t mean to stare at your body as you were talking to him about your night but he simply couldn’t help himself. Your hero costume fit your body so snug he couldn’t help but to imagine what’s underneath (even tho he already knows). You nodded weakly, head buried into the throw pillows on the couch as you asked about his day. He ignored your questions, standing up from his seat to walk towards you. He was very eager to feel up on you (especially on dat ass). Todo crouched over your body, sternly massaging your tight back. He was weirdly good at massages. You moan as you feel your body relax, the sound turning Shoto on immensely. His hands start to travel down your back, gripping your ass with both hands as he bounced and jiggled the cheeks around. You feel yourself get a little wet when you feel him unzip the back of your hero costume to reveal your bare back.

“I’m sorry, baby.. you just look so sexy in your costume.” Todoroki admits with a red tint on his cheeks. You giggle as he kissed down your back, giving your voluptuous ass a firm smack.

“I know what could help you relax, pretty girl.” He smirks, standing up on his feet. He reached his hand out to you to grab it so he could help you off the couch. You grab his hand and stand in front of him, kissing him sweetly.

“Meet you in the bedroom, Todo.” You said, winking at him. You turn and walk away, swaying your hips a little extra on purpose. Shoto chased behind you lifting you up and throwing you onto his shoulder, slapping your ass along the way to your room as yours and his laughter filled the halls.

[garrettandoscargirlsblog]

Wanna say thanks for liking my Mitch fic. Means a lot. Thought I post a preview of the next part. There's a surprise at the end!

Has been wonderful to be home. Love even more is the lazy mornings with Mitch. Listening to his heartbeat while tracing patterns on his arm. Thinking about stuff. More importantly on what's to come. On this day. Mitch and the others are going to look at the wind turbines. What am I gonna do? Either go to the gym to hone up my boxing skills,or do girl stuff. Meaning shopping. Or take advantage of the special space in the back of the bar. Mitch thought I needed my own place to reflect and relax. That's sweet! 

@dameronscopilot , @musings-of-a-rose @marmie-noir @romanarose

Mitch didn't want to leave me just yet. Held me close to him whispers,” Wish you were goin with us. Ya know. No fucking room. “ Looking up at him smiling at him while rubbing his perfect ass,” Me too. Have business to do. Also I know ya want me safe. Even though I can take care of myself. “  Oh my cowboy. My savior. As usual we were interrupted by the sounds of the car pulling up. Before he left. Kiss me deeply,” love you my little breeze. With all of my heart.” Kiss him again as I moved back,” Love you too.” Heard a lot of teasing from the others .except from Bodie. All he did was nod. 

Love how the bar is quiet during the day. Hardly any noise. Only a few others were present. Goodie, and good ole Mike. Grace , whom I got to know better. Since both of us have one thing in common. Raised on a farm . Told her about my adventures ,and about my brothers. Miss them sometimes. Was hard to leave since that family crisis. Want to forget about it. Little did I know that tonight might get my wish. 

Business was booming! Busy since one waitress went home sick. Meant me and Crystal and one other to mind the floor. Tonight while delivering an order to a group of men that look like high rollers. Being ever so uppity rude. One proceeded to reach for my arm,” Oh come on darlin. Let me feel more of that soft skin of yours. “ Oh that does it! Pulled my arm away ,” Do that again? You're gonna have your arm in a sling!” He laughed,” oh really? I'm shaking in my boots! Little thang like you hurt me?” Moment later his arm was behind his back followed by me kneeing him in the chest,” Ya were sayin? Jackass? Now beat it!” Looking up to see Mitch on stage practically smiling. On my way to the bar to put my tray on the counter. Heard a familiar voice,” love to see my training has paid off. “ Will! Omg! 

[tastyykpop]

nct dating headcannons!

I only did 127 because there's so many but ill do the others if anyone requests it :)

ɴᴄᴛ ʙғ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴ

Taeil

Mr. Moon Taeil is the definition of a cuddly boyfriend

Hes always holding your hand or kissing your cheek

Definitely gets shy when the members are around but in public youre all his

Hes super sincere about anything too but also knows how to joke around

I mean have you seen him with nct

Hes funny❗❗

Like he's gonna make you laugh no matter what

And those deep convos yall would have at night while cuddling>>>

"What if we were put on earth by aliens as an experiment to see if we would live and everytime we see ufos its just our cousins checking up on us"

Eyes wide open, "bro"

Taeils either the big or small spoon too

There's no in between

Also the biggest baby when yall are chilling

"I call small spoon!"

"But you were the small spoon last night"

"K and what about it"

10/10 would complain if you didn't want to sit with him and watch a movie or show

Would probably guilt trip you by saying you never watch something with him

Hes a sweet manipulator...

But he could easily replace you with one of the members

Like sicheng

Taeil will always ask if you've eaten

If you haven't eaten he gets big sad

Don't make him sad

Plus hes always checking on your health

And he'll know if your lying if you say you're doing fine when you're not

Also don't lie in general cuz he doesn't like that

That would make him trust you a bit less and he definitely wants trust in the relationship

Trust is a huge key or hes out

Johnny

This man 🥲

Boyfriend Material™

So gentle and loving

Loves making you feel special and will hype the shit out of you when you don't feel confident doing something

Will always make sure you're doing okay

Johnny puts in so much effort to make this relationship work and expects you to put the same amount of effort into it too

Like taeil, hes really big on trust

Add honesty to that list

Plus he expects you to be mature when needed

If you're the type of person who depends on someone else for everything and I'm mean everything he will actually leave

Hes not your babysitter❤

But he will take care of you to some extent

Like basic things for instance

He'll make you food if you're sick, get you water if your dehydrated, will get your feminine products when you need it

Very sweet😌

Okay and he spoils you but wbk

"Why are you getting me so much things?"

"Because I love you."

"But why did you get me a kitten costume???"

He has some kinks to work out 😐

Johnny will go to shop after shop even if you say you don't want something (you do but you just don't want him to pay) he'll get it without batting an eye

"Youve been staring at these shoes for 5 minutes imma buy them for you"

"Huh? No! I-"

"Too late"

will take you out to dinner all the time just to be romantic

Hes actually really good at romantic stuff

I say Johnny you say whipped

Johnny👀

Whipped😫

His free time is always you time

So don't bother saying your busy cuz now hes busy with you

"Johnny i got a test coming up can you come later? I need to study

"Thats cute im coming over to help"

Taeyong

Judging taeyong on his looks, some say he would be cold to his girlfriend

Like a tsundere

But the man is quite the opposite

Though he can be stern if need be

He has 22 children what do you expect

Will literally treat you like his members and always taking care of you

But there will be times when you have to take care of him because hes so tired from work

He turns into a baby when he's tired or lazy too

So wrap him in a burrito blanket and hes all set for the day

Makes weird noises but thats normal

You're just watching tv and hes just making some old video game sounds with his mouth

No one questions it

If he didnt make sounds you'd probably question it

Talks in pout if he doesn't get his way with you

"Why don't you wanna play games with me~"

"Bruh I'm tired"

Or just gives you those big puppy eyes without even trying

Complete other person when you're not listening

He just kinda stares at you all intimidating like until you listen

Taeyong won't do anything too bad if you kept ignoring him, but you don't know that

Omg bro he'd literally bring you on vlive with him to chat

Even if the company is like '???Shes not an idol???'

But its taeyong so SM doesn't care🧍‍♂️

"We have special guest again! Its y/n-ah!!"

You'd be just chilling on his bed giving him a wtf look until you realize there's a camera and smile

"Shes cute. Isn't she cute guys?"

Don't try to escape the vlive, he'll just get up and sit you on his lap

Makes everyone watching jelly🥲

Bro he would make fun of you the same way he makes fun of doyoung

you'd be sitting with doyoung or sumn and taeyong just comes up to the both of you and decides

'Its time to end these two'

You and doyoung are just like 'tf did we do'

Somehow some other members are making fun of yall

Of course they aren't mean

Its all fun and games and gives you a good laugh after

Doyoung

Hes literally a mom

But its ok

You love it

Sometimes

He also nags a lot

And if you don't listen he gets mad

You wouldn't tell him this but you find it funny

And cute🤐

"Youre almost as bad as dream" 

"what are u talking about im an angel"

"Kay then put the knife down we kinda need haechan to live"

Hes beaten you with a pillow once

In front of taeyong

Taeyong was watching like 👁👄👁

I dont think he cares much for pda tbh

But he doesn't hate it

He'll hug you a lot

And doyoung will probably kiss you here and there

But thats depending on his mood

If he's tired he'd probably just hold you in his arms

Either way he still makes you smile even with the smallest of touches

When you guys go out in public doyoung always holds your hand

I mean always

Remember when I said he doesn't seem like the type to be into pda

I lied

Doyoung wants everyone to know youre his

He won't kiss you but he will pull you into random hugs and hold your hand like he's gonna lose you any second

Doyoung also can't go anywhere without dressing his best

Like even if he's just practicing he's gotta look cute

And he always does because he's fucking kim doyoung

Doyoung also has a habit to make up names for you

Like one day he'll call you babe/baby

The next day could be angel or princess

Then there's you who just calls him bunny because he hates (loves) it

Expect some random gifts from him

Cuz like Johnny, he likes to spoil you

he just loves the smile thats plastered on your face

Pinches your cheeks evey time you smile too

When you guys are just chilling in the dorms you are always doing something to make doyoung get "angry"

"Angry" doyoung is a fun doyoung

Says you and taeyong 🤭

Literally will chase you around the dorm until he gets you and "scolds you"

Hell also scold taeyong

Sometimes you prank him with the other members

*cough*haechan*cough*

But doyoung knows youre just being playful

So he kinda laughs at you

Yuta

Hes a devil

Wbk

He can go from calling you the cutest lil thang to saying the most inappropriate stuff

"U have such a pretty mouth" 

"no stop" 

"how about u use it on my-"

"OUT DEMON"

Besides that he's actually very nice

Although he doesn't really show his affection like how most couples would

At first hes kinda like a "cold boyfriend" but not?

Gives off a tsundere kinda vibe

He lives for pda

Especially if you initiate it

His favorite is kissing your neck

Not in a sexual way or trying to give you hickeys tho

He just comes over and kisses it

Probably has a neck kink 😳

Same 😌

When you guys are out in public his arm is always around your waist or shoulders

He gets easily jealous when you give anyone any attention

Especially if you have a pet

He will be pouty for God knows how long until you notice

"I'll make it up to you"

"ok then prove it *pats his lap*"

"...I can and will replace you with this animal"

Will not let a dude flirt with you

If he sees a dude flirt with you he just gives them ㄒ卄乇 ㄥㄖㄖҜ

Lowkey hot

But sometimes gives you that look if u aren't listening to him

Its an advantage

Freaks you out tho

When your sitting on the couch minding your own damn business yuta always pulls you onto his lap or sits you between his legs

He really likes to be close to you

So when you guys are sitting he keeps his head on your shoulder and his arms wrapped around you gently rocking you both

Omg im making myself feel single

If you are sad yuta will always be the first person you lean on

Even if its not serious

"Who do I need to fuck up?"

"Im literally just on my period..."

The members sometimes tease him because they'd never seen him so in love

He looks at you like ur his everything

Because you are

He'll tell you that too

If you say something bad about urself he gives you a whole ass lecture about how u should love yourself the way he loves you

He'd be talking for 25 minutes but you stopped listening 30 minutes ago

Literally scolds you for not listening

Loves how well you get along with the members

But also hates how well you get along with specific members because of how similar you are with them

What I'm trying to say is that you are a bit too similar to mark🚶‍♂️

Jaehyun

Frat boy boyfriend

Lowkey wants to fuck everyday

Idk he gives off that vibe

But jaehyuns just chill half the time

Hes like an American boyfriend like bitch you're Korean 👁👄👁

Hes super cuddly and warm

Thats weird wait

Like when you're cold just snuggle into him because body heat <3

Always loosely has his arms around your waist when just laying down

Whole different story if you're sitting on his lap and just standing around

Back hugs😫😫

Dead ass the first thing he does if he sees you is give you a back hug

It works for a lot of things

Surprise? Back hug

You're cooking? Back hug

Horny? Back hug

Solves his life problems basically

Hes a freak omg

Very flirtatious too

Hes just that bitch

Either he makes you blush or roll your eyes

"Y/n you're ass is fat"

Def an ass guy😑

Hes the type of guy to put his hands in your jeans back pocket

Wait no im feeling jaehyun too much rn

BUT MY POINT STILL STANDS

Or when yall hug his hand doesn't rest on your back but your ass

If you're wearing some shorts or something that makes your but pop

Hes gonna smack it and pretend like nothing happened

Yo someone pls save me im in my jae feels

Nah I've been talking about his ass kink for too long

Ummmm

Okay for real though jaes actually really nice and kind of careless when it comes to you

Fuck everyone else, if you've fallen and scraped your knee hes gonna be that soccer mom and rip a band aid out of nowhere

But if one of his members scraped their knee he'd just look the other way and smile like nothing happened

Earlier I said he was chill but hes also loud too

You walk into the dorms and the first thing you hear is "Y/N!!" Wyd?

You swear he doesn't realize how loud he is half the time because of that deep voice

This bitch always makes sure youre healthy and tries to take you to the gym with him

It dont work cuz this bitch just stares at your ass

Nah I need to do the next member

Jungwoo

hes literally the cutest especially around you

When he greets you its basically a whole ass bear hug

Whole lots a kissing

Literally doesn't care where you guys are

He will kiss you anywhere

Loves to kiss your forehead because he doesn't have to bend down as much🤭

doesnt care if the members are there

Nobody ever questions it either

"youre my baby right?"

"jungwoo-"

"riGhT?"

"Yes...."

He does aegyo if he doesn't get his way

It works every time don't lie

Will probably sit on your lap for some reason

Hes not light

But if you can do it so can he

you guys never get into fights

Even if you do its never anything serious

"you fucking pushed me so u could win"

"false I accidentally bumped my arm into urs"

"whats accidental is the murder im going to commit"

"what?"

"What?"

Smh young love

Going shopping with jungwoo is like shopping with a kid

Will beg for any food he lays his eyes on

"Omg can we get cookies?🥺"

"only if your paying"

“*gently places cookie dough back* lmao cookies? Never heard of her"

No matter how tired the boy is he will always find time for you

Hell take you too your favorite restaurants and even if you insist on paying he wont let you

If you don't marry him I will

When you guys are walking in public he will always be holding your hand

Says its because he doesn't want you to get lost

But you know damn well its actually him who doesn't want to get lost😳

Jk you just know he wants to be close to you

If you make any suggestive joke he always knows how to counterpart it

Leaving you speechless like the members

When you guys are going to bed he has his arms wrapped around your waist

first thing jungwoo does before sleeping is giving you a kiss

Doesn't care if your asleep or awake

Then a quiet 𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢

Mark

i dont even know how to explain this relationship bruh

like its mark lee its gonna be a weird time

ok so marks actually hella nice

kinda bro or dude zones you but you do it back

theres a bunch of yo’s too

as someone who says yo a lot im happy i can relate to him

“yo youre doing that wrong though”

“dude im literally reading the directions, it said 3 cups of water”

“bro it says 3/4 oh my god”

yall cant cook 

taeyong wont even allow even you to help him cook

anyway marks special

but seriously marks actually a very gentle person with you

like legit is super nice to you even if you sometimes piss him off

marks probablys only been mad at you once then was like ‘its okay’

go to his practices cuz he loves that shit

he really likes when you are social with the members too

cuz then you guys are all friends and he can just bring you to places with them :D

this kid will literally not to pda in front of any member so you have to basically force him to just hug you

johnnys always making fun of you two and mark panics everytime while youre just like ‘yeah what about it’

compliment mark and hes blushing and squealing like an anime girl

inch resting concept 

“mark you look cute today”

“o-oh um..yeah thanks”

and this man can take compliments but with you its a whole new story

aight lemme get serious

marks mad sensitive 

so dont actually purposely make him mad, jealous, or upset

it would crush him

and he doesnt want someone like that in a relationship

cuz if he doesnt purposely do it to you, dont do it to him

take notes 

Haechan

hes a brat bye

would actually fight you just to get his way

makes fun of you on a regular

thinks hes cute 

hes not wrong

but actually he knows how to act mature when he needs to

like if youre genuinly getting upset with him, he will straighten up and quicky apologize, even give you a phat kiss and hug

might take you to get ice cream after if he really upset you

he can be nice

nah jk hes very nice and is a really energetic boyfriend

haechan always wants to do something with you liek go to the amusement park, go out to eat, or go shopping

sometimes makes everything seem like a hassle to leave and go somewhere with you cuz hes either lazy or playing video games

“cant you just go by yourself?”

“but what if i get lost”

“the ice cream place is literally five miles away”

“actually its seven so im gonna get lost”

hed groan the whole time just to be annoying but you dont care cuz you got your ice cream

if you go to any concert or practice, haechan always has to make things more sexy than they should be

like ‘fool’ became hella sexual and for what

its probably one of his favorites to make you blush

he loves your reactions

keeps him alive

hyucks always got something to say even at the most awful times

youre literally choking on water and he goes “ill give you something to choke on later”

and you have to cancel your dying session to smack his head

my guy has no filter

and he wont even hide that around the members

theres always that smirk on his cute ass face if he succeeds too

i have the sudden urge to fight him

[uzumaki-rebellion]

“Black Boys Bloom Thorns First: Volume 3, Chp. 9″

"Black Butterfly, sail across the waters Tell your sons and daughters what the struggle brings Black Butterfly, set the skies on fire Rise up even higher So the ageless winds of time can catch your wings"

Deniece Williams – "Black Butterfly"

Disa spotted Pamela in the middle of the floor.

The moment the beat hit her ears, Pamela threw her head back and tossed her ass in a circle letting Disa know it was good to go.

The beginning was always the difficult part of her sets when she was trying to create a montage of feelings through sound. There were peaks and valleys she had to hit in order to hold the audience hostage. She almost lost it halfway through Zana High Life when the host shouted out DJ Geechee Dan standing on the side of the stage. Disa had been trying to find him up in the VIP section and he was right there, less than twenty feet from her watching her cut up a live mix.

It was Erik that saved her from bumbling her set as she focused on him moving instead of Geechie Dan being so near her. He came out of nowhere and she had no idea he could dance so well. The boy showed out and Pamela tried to keep up. It brought a smile to her lips to see him grab her homegirl and dance Pamela around. No one had ever been able to hang with her, and Erik pushed the woman to go all out.

Disa reeled everyone back in when she let Erik's voice quote "Beloved" over the music. He matched the tone of the syncopated beats. It sounded romantic. Dreamy. She took a respite and let the mix play as she watched him dance. So fluid. Like water. She knew he practiced capoeira and decided to go off script and freestyle her set. Dragging down some berimabau sounds, she cued up a Brazilian jam and dropped it on top of her own drumming in time to the stringed instrument. It struck like a thunderbolt on Erik and it shocked her to see him backflip and hold his body in a handstand as his legs moved in slow motion before he crouched on the floor low and swayed to the ancient sounds.

The boy was bad.

Loose hips and expressive arm movement fooled everyone into thinking he was just jamming instead of showing off a martial art. Disa was in awe and almost missed her next transition cue because she was so mesmerized by him. How could that brainy, standoffish, and arrogant man-child turn into a snake-hipped God of the dance?

Pamela jumped back on him and Disa played with them both by skipping her planned closing and taking the two of them to the Black Queer spaces she roamed with Pamela and friends. Punching up the voice of the icon Selvin Mizrahi, aka MC Debra, Disa brought in ballroom beats.

"That shouldn't have been the question," echoed about the space and Pamela stopped dancing with Erik and pointed a finger at Disa.

"Don't play with me, bitch!" Pamela shouted before she dropped to the floor and duck walked like the diva she was. This attracted their other homegirl Tatum who dipped several times making Yamilet stand aside with weak knees. Pamela played with Tatum in a simulated ballroom battle over Erik's attention until Tatum pushed Pamela aside and twirled around the youngster capturing his attention. The audience roared when Erik dropped into his own duck walk challenging Tatum. Erik's friends howled and the entire venue lost it when he dipped three times in front of Tatum making her storm off in a pretend huff as he duck walked after her before spinning on his back and shoulders. He grabbed Tatum's hand and ground on her ass with the closing notes of Disa's set. Loud whistles and claps erupted, and she waved to the crowd before the lights switched over to the next DJ who looked frightened at the prospect of following up after her.

Tatum rushed over to her swiping back long strands of crimped and twisty hair.

"Girl, your lil man was out here giving what he was supposed to give! Is he…?"

"Erik? No, I don't believe so."

"He was putting that thang on me like he wanted a piece of the good, Sis. He grab on me again like that and I'll let him get a taste."

Tatum's dark brown eyes were glossy from drinking and she followed Disa as she carried her crate of vinyl to the green room.

"He's not the type to turn mean if he knows….y'now…" Tatum said.

"He's very open. I don't think he'd trip to know you're Trans."

"Good. Cuz he could get it from any of these women out here. Did you see him move? I know Pamela is butt hurt that she was not the center of the dance universe tonight."

Tatum watched her tuck her crate under a covered table and push them far back with her jacket on top of it with her computer bag.

"I liked how you closed out your set."

"People liked it, yeah?"

"Yeah, but I worry cuz you know how these niggas be wildin' if you bring in the Fam in hetero spaces. Everybody turns into homophobe and kills the vibe for everybody."

Disa's cell buzzed. She pulled it from her back pocket.

"Yamilet and them. She's out by the car now."

Disa dragged her crate back out and Tatum carried her computer bag for her. They headed outside to the parking lot. Yamilet was there with Pamela, and Essie. She opened her trunk and Disa dumped her stuff. The women gave her joyous hugs and high fives before they traipsed back in to catch the other DJs.

Erik ran up to her breathless.

"Hey! I thought you were leaving!"

Disa patted his arm.

"No, just putting my gear away. Erik, these are my friends…"

She introduced everyone, and Erik shook their hands. Tatum and Pamela gave him big hugs and Yamilet snapped her fingers at him.

"Geechie… Hey! Geechie Dan, hold up!" Erik shouted.

Disa's heart dropped in her belly. Erik shook her idol's hand and brought him over to Disa.

"This is Disa Abdullah-Woods, your biggest fan," Erik said.

"My dear, sweet, woman, you are a master class of gifts. That set was-"

Geechie Dan kissed his fingers to end his praise.

Disa held out a trembling hand to him.

"No, that's not gonna do, Buttafly. Bring it in," he said opening his arms wide.

Disa burst into tears.

"Hey, I'm nobody to cry over," he whispered.

Geechie Dan gave Disa a big hug, and she stood there like a blubbering baby. The years that she spent practicing what she would say to the man if she ever met him in person went straight out the window. She used to laugh at people who became overly emotional meeting celebrities, but now she totally understood the overwhelming feeling that surged through her.

She wiped her eyes and Erik rubbed her back with gentle circles.

"I've been a fan since I was a little kid," she stammered out.

"Erik here told me. I told him how much I enjoyed his dancing and he just went in about you."

A crowd surrounded Geechie Dan, but he ignored them, his twinkling eyes on her.

"It has been a long time since I've seen a DJ create a set with so much intention behind it. You have something special in you, young lady. Never lose that gift."

Disa's mouth seemed to lose all ability to work. All the things she wanted to say stalled in her throat. He was there in the flesh. Standing in front of her.

"Disa has a radio show you should go on," Erik suggested.

"Oh yeah? Give me your number. I'll call you up and we can chop it up."

Geechie Dan pulled out his cell and Disa gave him her number, her voice a soft shell of its usual assertive tone.

"When I get some free time, I'll hit you up. Excuse me, they want me back up on stage. Amazing set, Disa. Keep spinning!"

The man shook her hand with both of his and his entourage and promoters swept him away.

"She's still in shock," Yamilet said waving her hand in Disa's face.

Erik's bright smile attracted her attention. Had he not spoken to the man, Disa may very well have missed her opportunity to meet him, let alone remember to ask the man for a radio interview. Her mind floated with the surreal nature of the experience. Her cell buzzed.

Here's my number. I'll be in New York in a few weeks, would be open to an in-person radio interview.

Geechee Dan's personal cell number. She had it. In her palm.

Disa reached out and grabbed Erik's shoulders. She planted a big fat kiss on his lips.

"Damn, what was that for?" he said.

"Being here," she said.

He wiped his lips and smiled.

"Erik…"

Chloe slinked up and slipped her arm in Erik's, tugging him towards the dance floor. Disa watched him enter the thick crowd of swaying bodies to dance once more.

###

Her night was a dreamy success.

Disa stayed in a popular hotel with her friends, and they hung out in the bar. Erik strolled into the lobby with his friends. In a tipsy stupor, Disa walked over to him with a fresh drink in her hand. "Didn't know you were staying here too," she said.

He took the drink from her and sipped it down.

"Hey… you can't drink this here out in the open, you're underage!"

She snatched it away from his lips.

"Nah, it's after midnight… I'm twenty-one now," he said.

"Oh, shit. It's your birthday? Today?"

"Yep."

"Happy Birthday, Erik!"

She hugged him tight and gave him the glass of liquor.

"Enjoy," she said.

"What room are we in?" Jace asked.

Erik's dorm companion looked sleepy along with two other guys.

"301," Erik said handing Jace a key card.

Disa's friends called for her to return to the bar counter.

"Come celebrate with us," she said pointing to her group.

"I'm beat, to be honest. Thanks for asking me though."

"If you change your mind, we'll be down here."

"Good to know."

"Thanks for everything, Erik. Tonight was really special and meant a lot to me. Especially with you hooking me up with Geechie Dan."

"Glad to make your dream come true."

His eyes penetrated hers.

"Okay grown-ass man, go to bed," she said pushing on his arm playfully.

"You're drunk," he teased.

"A happy one at that," she said stumbling off to join her girls.

Three more drinks later, after a heated discussion with a group of men who hovered around them trying to interject their unwanted opinions about dating, Disa leaned over the bar counter and asked for a special birthday cocktail for Erik. She went to the lobby restroom, collected the drink afterward, and excused herself from her friends. She took the elevator to the third floor and found Erik's room. The fruity exotic drink had a lot of strong liquor in it. Knocking on the door, she waited for someone to answer. She could hear a tv on and talking going on inside.

Kelvin, a cute nerdy string bean answered the door.

"Is Erik up?" she asked.

Kelvin's eyes nearly popped out looking at her.

"You were so good," he yelped.

"Thank you… um… Erik?"

"He's not here."

"Not here? Did he go out?"

"No, he's in that room," Kelvin said pointing across the hall to room 302.

"Thanks," she said.

Kelvin closed the door and Disa did a one-eighty and rapped her knuckles on the new door. She toyed with the blue umbrella and pineapple garnish on his drink. Erik answered. Shirtless and wearing tight gray boxers.

"Hey," she said.

"Um… Hi. 'sup?"

"Birthday drink. A proper one."

She thrust it out to him and tried to brush past him, but he held an arm up in the door jamb blocking her. Her brain failed to register that he didn't want her inside, and she bumped against him, her breasts touching his chest.

"I can't come in?"

"I have someone here," he said.

Her eyes cut behind him. Chloe was draped in nothing but a sheet, the tops of her breasts threatening to spill over her arm that clutched the covers.

"Oh, snap. I'm sorry. I thought you were staying with the guys over there. Didn't realize you had your own room. Here, enjoy the drink," she said.

Erik took the bulbous glass, and his expression was full of embarrassment. He stepped into the hall and closed the door behind him. Disa stepped back from him and fumbled with her hands.

"Handle your business. It's time for me to get to bed myself… get some sleep. Have fun!"

She tried to sound jovial, but something in the back of her throat made her voice accusatory. As if she caught him doing something behind her back. For months she thought of Erik as her little pet. He was her loyal puppy, and she had to admit she enjoyed all the fawning he did over her. But he was also a young man with needs. She tried not to look at the package that was hanging in his underwear. The outline of it was showing off. God forbid if he was a grower too.

"Me and Chloe kinda got this thing going on now…"

"New girlfriend and good birthday sex is a blessing. Night Erik."

She turned to leave and pivoted back to him.

"Can I put on a birthday dinner for you and your family? I know you're planning on eating at Toulouse, but I would love to host your birthday party at my place."

"That's too much Disa. I have a lot of people coming in from all over."

"How many?"

"Fifteen—"

"Pfft, boy, you've been to my dinner parties, you know how I get down. Fifteen is nothing for me."

"The cost alone will be crazy—"

"Let me handle that. You deserve a special day. You made my night amazing, let me show my appreciation. What would you like to eat?"

Erik's eyes grew thoughtful, they dropped to look at his drink.

"I love your Confit de Canard,"

"Aw, I see. I finally got you to give in to duck meat."

"It's gonna be hella expensive."

"Don't worry about it. Let's say six sharp on Saturday, three courses and Turkish coffee with a birthday cake."

His eyes lit up.

"I'll let my people know."

"Tell them to dress up. I'll plan a splendid evening with games afterward."

Erik grabbed her hand and pulled her in close.

"Thank you," he said.

"Better get back to Chloe. Don't want her chewing my head off for keeping all of this out of the bed."

She smirked at him and wandered down the hall.

###

Chloe had a frown n her face when Erik walked back into the hotel room.

"What did she want?"

"Birthday gift," he said holding up the fancy drink.

He sipped it, and the liquor was too strong for his tastes. It would knock him out before he had a chance to smash Chloe. He put the glass on the nightstand and pulled off his boxers. His dick was already at half-mast.

"Why is your dick like that already?"

Chloe sat up, and the frown on her face deepened.

"Looking at you gets me excited," he countered.

Hopping into the bed, he pulled back the sheets and swiped her nipples with his tongue.

"You're attracted to her."

"Disa? That's my homegirl—"

"Everyone knows you have a crush on her. You turn into a puddle whenever she's around."

Chloe folded her arms over her breasts blocking his access.

"If your dick is getting hard for her, maybe you should get some birthday sex from her instead!"

"Chloe. Stop trippin'. I'm giving this dick to you."

He rubbed the hardening length against her thigh. She slapped it.

"Wanna play rough?" he said.

"Was your dick hard for that Trans chick too?"

"What?"

"Disa's friend. The one with the long fluffy hair. You didn't know?"

"No. She fine as fuck though."

"You'd fuck a Trans woman?"

There was disgust on her face.

Erik sat up. He'd been around Trans women and Trans men all his life, especially in Brazil. He had a Trans play uncle in Sao Paulo who used to babysit him and his play cousin Marisol.

"A woman is a woman. She got titties I can play with and a hole I can fuck, I don't see a problem—"

"Ohmigod! You really would fuck her."

"That ass was amazing."

"I can't believe you're serious!"

"Are you a queerphobe? Cuz if you are, that's not gonna work for me."

"No… I just… I can't picture you being like that."

"Like what?"

"Accepting. You're like a man's man—"

"A Transphobe? I wasn't raised like that. My mother would never let me treat people like shit who didn't deserve it."

Chloe stared down at her hands.

"I'm glad to hear that, actually."

"Yeah? Why?"

Her eyes welled up.

"My sister… she's transitioning… he's becoming my brother and I worry about him going up against guys like you."

"Guys like me?"

"Y'know overly masculine. He's coming to visit me in a few weeks and I wanted you to meet him since he's interested in capoeira."

Her eyes met his.

"I didn't mean to be accusatory about Disa's friend. She's beautiful. Prettier than me."

"You're the prettiest woman in this room right now."

She slapped his hand and smiled.

"But you do like Disa. Right?"

"She's my friend. I had a big crush on her when I first arrived on campus, but now… she's like a mentor… a big sister. We're close and she teaches all kinds of cool stuff. I probably do act all goofy when I'm around her—"

"It's cute… really. I just… let's forget about it."

He kissed her. With guilt. Disa meant more to him than just a big sister or a mentor. She was the ultimate woman. But she would never see him as a man.

Chloe wrapped her lips around his dick and rolled a condom on his shaft after she plumped him up to complete hardness. She presented her backside to him and he sank into her walls and pumped, enjoying her soft sighs and cries of passion. He took off the condom much later as she allowed him to fuck her raw in the ass and dump a hot load in her anal walls. She kept his mind off of Disa and those lush breasts that truly made his dick thicken and visibly tell Chloe the truth. Disa was his dream girl. Everyone could see it.

###

The large package arrived at Disa's house the day before Erik's birthday party. She called him on his phone to tell them that a big box with a D.C. return address and B. Dunduza written in black block letters was sitting in her living room.

He drove over to her house, and Disa watched him tear it open. There was a note on top of the bubble wrap.

"Kept these in storage for you. We wanted to wait until you turned twenty-one to have them. Cherish them as we cherish you."

Uncle Bakari and Auntie Shavonne both signed it.

Erik removed the layer of bubble wrap and his heart nearly stopped.

He fingered the old dark brown leather, and a breath shuddered out of him.

"Erik? You alright?" Disa asked.

She put a hand on his shoulder as he lifted the leather-bound journal from the box.

"These are my father's journals," he whispered.

Opening the first journal, he recognized the careful Wakandan script written by his father's powerful hand. They taped a small piece of bubble wrap on the page. Erik unraveled it and gasped before falling on his backside.

"What is it?" Disa asked, rising concern coloring her voice

Opening his fingers, Erik stared at the wondrous gift.

His Baba's ring. Attached to the chain his mother bought for him as an anniversary gift. The chain his father wore the night he was killed by King T'Chaka.

His family birthright.

Now his.

Chapter 10 HERE

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