#his gyal friday

[cottoncandyswisherz]

birthday gyal

dom!matt x fwb!reader

warnings: unprotected sex, swearing, choking, love confession

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the only thing worse than having your 21st birthday during the spring semester, was having your 21st birthday be on a wednesday during the spring semester.

as of may 8th 2024, y/n was officially of legal drinking age and she couldn't even go get shit-faced because she had a lecture the next morning. so instead of partying with her besties, she was at home in her robe, reading 'the mastery of love', while drinking her first legal acholic beverage, twisted tea. 

obviously it wasn't what she wanted to be doing, but she knew that waiting until friday to go out was her best option because she knew she would need 2 days to recover from all the debauchery she intended to partake in. 

so there she was, sulking, reading, sipping. whichever one you prefer honestly. 

that didn't last long though. 

matt <3

happy birthday sweetheart

thanks matt

come get your gifts

HOL AWWNNN YOU GOT ME A GIFT FR??

what kind of friend would i be if i didnt get you a birthday gift?

IM FINNA GET THAT GDAY DICKKKKK

youre insane.

and this is why y/n loved matt. he gave her girlfriend treatment without forcing her to be his girlfriend. 

they were basically dating. they took each other out, they only fucked each each other, the slept at the others house often. 

but the title. the title of girlfriend and boyfriend is what fucked them up. it came with so much pressure. and these two fools hated pressure as much as republicans hate the BLM movement. so they did things the way they wanted. 

according to y/n and matt, they were friends. who fucked on a consistent basis.

it's not weird unless you make it weird. 

slipping on her black bralette, sweats, shoes and jewelry y/n made her way out of her apartment and into her car. on her way to the triplets house, she wondered what matt had in store for her. 

she got her answer as soon as she opened the door to his house.

in no way, shape, or form was matt a grand gestures type of guy. but when he did do something extensive, he believed the glory was in the little things so he made it a point to remember y/n current song obsessions, forming a playlist that played lightly through the house. there was purple rose petals sprinkled in a trail from the front door to matts bedroom door.

when she opened said door, her eyes fluttered shut at the sight before her. matt stood with in front of his bed with a bottle of tequila blanco. (AND THAT DAMN DON JULIO MAKE ME A FOOL FOR YEEEWWW) behind him, on his bed was an assortment of gift bags and amazon packages. 

"happy birthday y/n." matt said, walking up to her and wrapping her in a comforting hug. 

y/n shed a few thug tears as she hugged him back and planted a fat smooch on his lips. "thank you so much MWAH" she planted another kiss on his lips and began to open her gifts. 

jewelry with her sun, moon and rising signs. a melanie tee and a lana poster for her room

by the time y/n was done opening her gifts, she was just one giant smile. all her toofs were on display and she wasn't even embarrassed because she was utterly happy.

she pounced on matt and gave him a hug with all the strength her body could muster. she kissed all over his face and thanked him like he'd just bought her dream car rather than a few birthday gifts.

"okay okay okay! i love you too but i need air to breathe!" he said in attempt to get her to calm down.

y/n reluctantly released the boy and hopped off the bed to grab the bottle and pour the two of them a shot. they toasted to her birthday and downed the shot.

sitting back down, y/n leaned her head on the headboard and placed her feet on matts lap because he was across from her on the mattress.

"do i get a birthday lap dance now?" y/n asked, cackling at the look on matts face.

after letting out a few dry laughs, matt answered her question. "no, but i do have one more gift for you." he pulled her closer to him by her ankles, causing her head to hit the pillows.

y/n's pant magically disappear along with her panties.

matt moves one to beside her head and leans down to trap her mouth with his. as she leans forward, the tip of his cock pushes against he entrance.

with his other hand, he circles the front of her neck. "i'll never hurt you, y/n." he kisses her cheek. "but i'll choke you a little. if that's what you want."

y/n's eyes widen and her lips part. matt feels her not before she does. and then he squeezes, knowing exactly where to press. y/n's eyes flutter shut.

her body shifts under him. her hips try to lift to take him inside him. but he doesn't let her. he just squeezes a little harder. her eyes open and her hands reach up to grab at his arm, not to push him away but to cling to him.

she looks up at him with those beautiful eyes and her body twitches. once.

matts leaking all over her slit. so fucking ready to bust. but he needs her with him. he needs her to feel as feral as he does.

but when her fingers dig into his arm and she twitches a second time, he releases his hold on her neck and slams his entire length inside her.

y/n's orgasm is instant. an implosion. her arms wrap around matt, clutching him.

and he's lost. he's surrounded by her heat, and he's fucking lost in it. he ruts her into the mattress, slamming his hips into hers as she whines and whimpers beneath him. feeling her pussy grip to keep him inside her each time he moves. feeling her breath on his neck with each thrust forward.

to him, she's everything.

he pulls free from her body, grabbing her by her hips. he flips her into her stomach.

he doesn't give her time to catch her breath. he rips her bralette, yanks her hips up, and shoves into her from behind.

her orgasm is still trembling through her body, but it's not enough.

reaching forward, he grips the front of her neck again and pulls her until she's upright on he knees before him.

her tits bounce every time his hips slam against her ass and its the best fucking thing he's ever seen.

he tightens his hold on her neck again, a little tighter than last time. because this time, he's closer.

he's so much closer to filling her with his seed, and he needs her to milk it out of him.

he places his mouth at her ear and slides his other hand down to belly to her slick clit.

"i'n gonna cum inside you, y/n. i'm gonna cum so deep inside you it'll be dripping out of you for fucking days." he rubs his fingers in circles around her bundle of nerves. "but i need you to cum first. so grab those titties for me. show me that you love it."

y/n doesn't even hesitate. her hands fly up to her chest and her fingers pinch and pull at her nipples.

her pussy starts to clench around matt, who tries to control his movements.

in. out. in. out.

but then her eyes start to roll back and he presses harder against her clit. and she cums.

he releases her throat and the sound of her ragged inhale is the last push he needs before his balls squeeze and he's unloading inside her.

he groans her name as he fills her with his release. "i love you. so fucking much. i fucking love you."

for the final pulse of his cock, he shoves himself as deep as he can get, the thrust tipping them forward.

he rolls off her and they lie there, silent. the only sounds heard, were the sounds of their heavy breathing.

he said he loves her. he knows he did. she knows he did.

did he mean it? or was that a post nut confession that he didn't mean to say?

but y/n came to the conclusion that whether he meant it or not, she loved him. and she wasn't scared to say it.

so she reaches over to where matt was laying with his hand behind his head and grabbed his face so he was looking at her.

"i love you."

and just like that, matt's world stopped.

he grabbed her hand and held it in his. "be my girlfriend." he spoke out. "i wanna tell everyone that breathes in my direction that y/n y/l/n is my girlfriend. i want everyone to know i'm yours. because i am. yours. so be mine."

she let out a laugh and leaned over, kissing his jaw. "matt. i was yours the first time we kissed."

niyah speaks this is for lilly bae.

remember that if no one loves you, mommy loves you (and by mommy i mean me)

taglist: @mattslolita @muwapsturniolo @mattssluttygf @zniyadgaf

[yemme]

Mong-woo Pum Pum sweet... When mi seh it aromatic yuh affi snff... Even when dressed as a man...

The King and his Royal guards face when they catch her hugging up on Myung-ha.... The sea of jealousy from every person who wants to befriend or behead her regardless of gender... When your Royal guard, your wing-man gotta point out to you that you ain't acting like Queen Elizabeth I, just focus on the nation you out here sprung like Pepé Le Pew....

If he noticed... errbody noticed. He checked you on it, now you mad, now he can't follow you. Even your servant can't bring you tea so she can play with your hair and your head. Yo Mama can't manipulate you with her political posse. Even the loan sharks in the bushes peepin' for the 411 on how you pressed over some man that's born again like Christ.. WHAAAT IS GOINGSSS ON YOUR MAJESTY....

We on Episode 6... BITCH we just starting out... it's not even revealed yet she's a woman and the DRAMA. Bumboseed... war deh yah... not a battle... WAR. Mi seh di poor lickle pebble dem a go lick haaad pan di baduk table like domino come Friday... Seeesh... Di man bex.... Mi tek yuh inna mi yaad han yuh a walk 'roun like skettel gyal inna mi gaaden wid man... wooii... dis yah drama bad to rass... Mi stress...

[poetryfoundation-potd]

Autobiography of Thud

By Omotara James

After Donika Kelly

You live in Elmont, New York,

in a small house with a big yard

and gate that doesn’t lock.

Have a best friend

with shiny black hair

called Clarissa, who shares everything

and might be the only person

to smile when she sees you.

You play at her house after school.

She is not as brown or round,

but that doesn’t make her more or less

beautiful than you, just likable.

You take the bus to school Mondays–Fridays,

where you almost always share a seat twice

the width of your womanly hips, unless

someone is sick and no one wants the seat

next to you, where you practice how to leave

your body. You daydream

that your mum doesn’t have to work

and sometimes you’re sure you see her

powder blue car trailing the bus, just out the window.

You don’t wear glasses, but think they look smart.

Can still look people in the eye

when you speak and are spoken to.

Unsupervised adults, busy boys and girls

have things to say about your  figure, which

is the word men are most likely to use

when addressing a growing girl. Trauma

isn’t a word you’ve heard anywhere, including

the playground or the tele. Instead, you pick

up pretty junk, like muddy flower barrettes and strange coins.

Your pockets jangle on the bus home with your private

collection. You strew your loves with abandon

across the kitchen counter. Clarissa shines them,

placing them next to the repurposed tin can

on her dresser. Neither one of you knows the word altar

or wears the fancy barrettes to school.

Your mother works overnight. Your father too.

But his Aramis follows her Opium parfum

like the sun does the moon. In the morning,

the near miss of his body seems easier.

You roam like a buffalo through his possessions.

Spritz his cologne. Finger his ties. You could be anyone.

Mom shouts the warning for the bus. Reality

returns to the tongue like dry cud. You trot

through the kitchen to graze in peace, where

you find a different, familiar island gyal.

Every six months, maybe, dad brings one in need

of work before she travels back home. They

watch you and your brother. Closely. Discern that

Trinidad is not   your home. You awake to girls

in the shape of women towering over you.

They are as mean as square-cut glass. Get up

for school. They remind you how you are American,

which you learn is a slur for fat. They leave.

They return six months later with mangos,

black rum cake and small parcels. They teach you

fatty-fatty boom-boom is the sound you make

when you walk, when you smile or enter

a room:   fatty-fatty boom-boom.

You don’t know how to fight,

but have instincts to protect your brother

against people he won’t remember.

You love him now. Your secret is

that you have usurped his real mother. You play

Candy Land and Monopoly. Your brother

loves money so much that you trade him

pink and blue bills for Halloween candy.

You are aware you like food more

than you’re supposed to. You unwrap the candy

beneath your pillow so the sound doesn’t carry.

It’s summer, finally! You’re officially a second grader.

The first day at camp, your training bra is discovered

by Jessica Rose in the locker room.

Who accuses you of weighing 100 pounds.

Who washes her hair every day,

and smells like flowers before they die.

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/159235/autobiography-of-thud

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[daughterofwands]

[katsukisblackteddy]

hi hi hi !!! i was wondering if you could do a bakugou x indian reader who’s from new york?? like lwky veronica lodge and/or blair waldorf vibes ?? like she’s really cheeky and sophisticated and gives a lot of gifts?? like someone could give her a hug and boom the next day ‘ here’s a 12k bracelet from tiffany & co 😃😃 ‘ IDK I THOUGHT THIS WOULD BE FUNNY OR SOMETHING IDK I HOPE THIS ISNT TOO WEIRD LMFAO

“And I Thought Momo & Todoroki Were Rich”

Pairings: None Pronouns: She/Her Word Count: 1k Warnings: None

Being the daughter of two high profile parents came with its perks. Your father’s business was considered a tech giant, and it made him one of the richest men in the world. Your mother had been the United States’ top neurosurgeon, before she retired deciding instead to focus on her philanthropic passions of bringing healthcare to developing nations through Doctors Without Borders. (My point is...y’all are rich rich)

“Alright everyone quiet down. There’s a new student coming today.” Aizawa stated tiredly, his shoulder length dark hair falling into his face a bit. He stood against the desk at the front of the room, his eyes going to the door when he saw the door knob turn. 

“I hope it’s a hot girl!” Mineta remarked as Hagakure pushed him off his chair causing the short boy to fall face first onto the ground. Hagakure wasn’t a mean person, he just got annoying.

The door opened to reveal Nezu standing beside you, a brown skinned girl (BrOwN sKiNnEd GyaL..i’m sorry i had to). To the others, you seemed friendly enough with your full lips pulled up into a soft smile. Your dark hair came to just above your shoulders and you wore a simple red headband in your hair. “Hello everyone. I’m (y/n), it’s nice to meet you.” 

“Woah? Where are you from? Your accent is so cool!” A blonde boy with a black lightning bolt in his hair asked, his eyes wide and a large smile on his face. “I’m Kaminari Denki, by the way.”

“I’m from New York.” You answered before taking the only empty seat which was beside a boy with half white and half red hair. 

“Why’d you come to Japan? New York seems much cooler.” Mina sighed. “I’ve always wanted to go!”

“My dad is expanding his company and my mother wanted to expand her charity. I don’t mind though.” You explained with a shrug of your shoulders. 

“Wait a second! Ochako it’s your birthday?!” Mina announced suddenly, after receiving a notification reminder on her phone. 

“My birthday’s tomorrow, Mina.” The brown haired girl with rosy cheeks corrected her. 

“It’s your birthday tomorrow? What do you like? Jewelry? Perfume? Shoes? Concert tickets?” You questioned thinking about some of the things you had given as presents to your friends in the past. 

“N-no, that’s too much!” Ochako’s eyes widened as she shook her head. 

“That’s okay. I’m sure I’ll be friends with everyone here, if that’s what you’re worried about?” You tried to reassure her. “It’s not that big of a deal, Ochako...I’ll surprise you then? Do you like pink?”

She nodded as you made a mental note. You had seen a really pretty necklace with a pink diamond in the center that was in the shape of a heart. You had originally wanted one for yourself, but it would be much more fun to match with someone.

After your first day of school at UA had ended you had been standing outside waiting for your driver to take you to your father’s company where you would meet your mother to go out to dinner. 

“(Y/n)!” You turned hearing your name being called as you waved over to the group of girls and boys that were approaching you. Kaminari, Kirishima, Ochako, Midoriya, Jirou, Mina, Hagakure, Momo, and Bakugou (who had been dragged by Kirishima) came to stand near you. 

“Oh hey guys! Thanks for making me feel welcome today! You all are great friends.” You smiled at them, before glancing behind you to look at the road to see if your driver had come yet. 

“Do you wanna hang out tomorrow since today’s Friday?” They asked you as you thought about it for a minute. 

“Tomorrow…” You paused running through your schedule. “I think I’m free tomorrow. Do you want to come over to my house? We just finished moving in!”

“Sure. Send us the address!” Mina answered excitedly as everyone nodded, even the explosive blonde agreed.

“We can have a party for your birthday Ochako! It’ll be perfect!” You said excitedly as you clapped your hands. “I’ve gotta go talk to my event planner! I’ve gotta get decorations! Wait...what kind of cake do you like? Do you even like cake? Maybe cupcakes?”

“E-event planner?”

“Yeah...I can’t plan a party by myself without input from him.” You said as if it was the most normal thing in the world. “He’s great! I gotta go! See you tomorrow! I’ll text you the details tonight.” You called as you walked off towards your vehicle where your driver was waiting with the door open for you. 

It was the next day and the doorbell rang signaling that your new friends had just arrived. You opened one of the two large front doors to see the group holding snacks and gifts.

“Happy birthday Ochako!” You smiled, holding the small long blue box with a white ribbon wrapped around it. You pulled her into a hug as she entered your home along with  the rest of the class, before you stepped back allowing everyone to enter. You handed her the gift. “I hope you like it.”

“(Y/N)! T-This is too much! How much did this cost!” Ochako was practically speechless after puling the ribbon off and opening the box, her eyes wide as she held the beautiful necklace in her hands. It was a heart shaped pink diamond on a gold chain.

“Do you not like it?” You grew concerned. You always thought you had been a good gift giver, your old friends had always loved the gifts you gave them in the past.

“N-No I love it! It’s just really expensive isn’t it? How much did it cost?” Ochako questioned as you helped her put it on. 

“Don’t worry Ochako! I got it at a great price because my mom is friends with the jeweler.” You explained. “It was only 1,470,490 yen! Isn’t that such a steal!” You said as everyone’s eyes widened at your smile. 

“1,470,490.00 yen! (Y/n)!”

“I know, I feel kind of bad, I should’ve paid more.” You shrugged a small frown on your face. “Why are you all looking at me like that? Was it a bad gift? All of my other friends loved when I gave them gifts like this?”

“You spent more than one million yen on a necklace for someone you barely know.” Bakugou broke the silence with a roll of his crimson eyes. “Dumbass.” He added after a moment

“It wasn’t that expensive, relax guys. That’s only like my weekly allowance.” You said with a laugh and shrug. “Now come on! Let’s party!”

“Weekly allowance?” Kaminari sweatdropped. “And I thought Momo and Todoroki were rich.”

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[dashhoney25]

SB: three

NATASHA

King's comment about Malcolm really got under my skin. It was inappropriate and childish for him to bring up my past infidelity at a time like this. Yes I'm a little tipsy, and yes I'm horny and just because I haven't had sex with King in 5 days it doesn't mean that I'm cheating... but I did cheat, and I am putting him through it again. I promised King that I'd remain faithful and let him know when I have the urge to step out. We agreed that we'd either break up completely if I couldn't change my ways, or we'd work it out to curb these nasty habits of mine. I was wrong for pursing Adonis in a drunken stupor, just like I was wrong for pursuing Malcolm. The difference between Malcolm and Adonis is the fact that Malcolm and King were friends, they were partners in music. I came in between a friendship and money, but I lied about as if it would just go away. I lied thinking that I could maintain a healthy relationship with King, and still have my side of Malcolm as I pleased. I lied as if there wouldn't be a consequence to my outside activities, as if King hadn't caught onto my distancing. I lied so much to the point that I didn't care if I smelled like Malcolm's cologne. Lying about the visible passion marks on my body only intensified my naughty thoughts of hoping that the marks between my thighs would deliver a rise from King. This fling with Malcolm was a thrill for me, I couldn't hide that I was in the wrong, but I didn't want the high to end. Though the affair ended, the bond between King and Malcolm was broken. Through my lies and inadequacies, King still felt that I was worth all the trouble. Til this day I still pay for ruining our sacred bond, and somehow I feel that things will never truly go back to normal.

As I walked inside the house I found everyone standing around the table taking shots randomly. The door behind me had opened and it was King. He took my hand and walked over to the table with me and announced that we were leaving. King dapped up Dro, Taye and Rich, and I walked over and hugged Audrey. "We'll finish our convo later right?" she questioned. "Of course honey!" I replied. "You get some rest okay?" she encouraged. "I will" I replied. I walked passed Adonis and pulled Mercedes into a hug. "You guys leaving?" she asked. "Yes, thank you for inviting King and I. Your house is gorgeous" I said kindly. "Please come back and stay the night. I'll make sure to get rid of Adonis" Mercedes said jokingly. "Sis you're drunk, how about you and Adonis have a good time tonight, we'll discuss the girls night later" I said pulling away from her. "Fuck him. He's not even paying attention to me right now" Mercedes said. My eyes got wide as I looked around the room and saw Adonis on his phone away from everyone. "Just go talk to him Merc" I encouraged. "Later. Thank you and King for coming, ya'll drive safe" Mercedes urged. "We will" I said. As I walked away I received a text message from an unknown number.

Unknown: Let's meet tomorrow.

Me: Who is this?

Locking my phone, I walked outside to get some air. I received a message from the unknown number and opened my messages. I opened the attachment to find a picture of Adonis and I from the club. In the picture we were really close to each other, we looked boo'd up. I was smirking playfully, while Adonis stuck his tongue out; his dimples showing slightly. We looked like a couple enjoying a night out on the town. I eyed the picture for a moment, not knowing how to respond and confused at who was texting me. I felt guilty standing on Mercedes' property with the possibility that her fiancé could be texting me. I locked my phone and closed my eyes to take a deep breath. Exhaling, I could hear King's voice "You ready to go?" he asked.

"Yeah" I said simply. We walked down to the driveway and got into the car. I put on my seatbelt and leaned against the window to relax. I could feel King's eyes on me from time to time as he drove. King placed his hand on my thigh in a comforting manner, "You okay over there?" he asked. I jumped at his touch and moved my thigh away from his grasp. "I'm fine King" I said coldly. He sighed, "I'm sorry for what I said back there. You know I didn't mean it" King replied apologetically. "How should I know that King? You do have a habit of bringing him up. But I never thought that you'd bring Malcolm up in public!" I replied. "We were alone!" King said. "Anyone could've walked outside! Who knows, someone might've heard us already!" I raised my voice. The car slowed down as we approached a stoplight. "Baby, I said I was sorry. I shouldn't have brought it up" King said. I shook my head, "It's been almost 2 years and you still find a way to bring up my past. You always tell me how we've progressed and that you love me, but yet; whenever you get suspicious you find a way to throw it back in my face. Jermaine I am sorry that I haven't fucked you since I hung out with Alana. I'm sorry that I turned you down this morning, but I tried to make up for it and suggest that we leave early but you wanted to stay." I admitted.

King pulled off and continued to drive, "It's never my intention to bring up the past. I just don't want to go through that shit again aight! I've forgiven you..." "But what! You've forgiven me but what?!" I yelled. "Im still hurt! That shit still haunts me when you come home late at night! I can't just act like you came in between me and someone I called my brother" King continued. I scoffed and sunk down in the seat. "Here we go" I sighed. "So all of this is my fault for wanting to go to Mercedes' house in the first place huh?! I questioned. King pulled into our driveway and turned off the car.

King unbuckled his seatbelt and faced me, "I could say a lot of things, but I can't change what I said today; like I said I'm sorry baby." King caressed my face, I glared at him and felt remorseful. His intuition was right, he was feeling this feeling because he knew deep down that something happened to me on Friday night, he just wasn't sure how to confront me. My eyes locked with King's, he lifted my chin to his and kissed me. His soft lifts put my mind and body at ease, the way his tongue danced with mine I felt butterflies inside. King gripped my thighs and I immediately moved myself to his seat. Straddling King, I placed my arms around his neck and continued to kiss him passionately. King's hands roamed my back, his hands traveled down to my ass and he cupped it. A smile came to King's face as I grinded against him. "Bad gyal, I see you" he let out in his thick Nigerian accent. I giggled and placed kisses all over his cheeks, kissing his neck I began to unbutton his button down. Opening his shirt, I placed kisses all over his chest, sucking on his skin. King groaned lowly. My hands roamed his stomach, admiring his chiseled abs. "Hold up a minute" King said. King flipped the sun visor down and pushed the button on the garage door opener. He turned on the car and slowly moved up the driveway as the garage door opened. "So you don't want anyone to see us?" I questioned joking. "Hell nah, not for what we bout to do. Soon as this garage door comes down, get ya ass in the backseat" he barked. I continued kissing on King as the car pulled into the garage. We were now in total darkness as King turned the car off. Taking the keys out of the ignition, we sat there in silence for a moment. Anticipating for King to yell at me I burst out in laughter. "Get in the backseat like I said" he laughed. As I got up, King slapped my ass as I climbed over the drivers' seat and fell into the backseat.

My laughs were muffled as King hovered me and kissed me slowly. "You know we can go in the house" I said still laughing. King cupped my face and kissed me passionately, lowering himself onto me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and rubbed his back, I couldn't see him but the fabric of his shirt was bothering me. King sat up for a moment and resumed kissing me, when I rubbed his back my nails instantly dug into his skin. Shit he knows what I want even in the dark. As my nails grazed King's back, I felt the fabric of my navy blue jumpsuit slowly coming down. Soft kisses to my neck trailed down to my chest as my ass was cupped by King's hands. A low groan escaped my lips as his skin brushed up against mine, King was onto something and even though we couldn't see each other, he still had me wrapped around his finger. "C'mere" King teased as I felt him pull me onto his lap. He pressed his forehead against mine as he cupped my breasts and hummed against me.

"You know I love you right?" he asked. Straddling King, I moved my panties to the side to let my imagination run wild through the feeling of his shorts. "Of course I know that" I responded. "It won't ever change" King let out before kissing my collarbone. Grinding against him I couldn't help but fumble at his belt. I just knew he would leave hickeys the way he began sucking on my collarbone driving me wild. His pants weren't coming off fast enough and I knew I was leaking on his shorts. King moved his hand to his belt, and his hand grazed against my warm, juicy center. "She ready?" he questioned seductively. "Mhm" I said biting my lip. I lifted my hips and gripped King's shoulders, "Take off your pants Papi" I cooed sensually. Nibbling at King's ear, I could hear the cling of a belt and something falling on the floor. Sucking on King's earlobe, he slightly pulled away and pulled me into a kiss. I could still hear shuffling in the seat, King lowered me back into his lap and I instantly felt his skin against my hips. My wet center rested on his hard member teasing me, "I'm ready" I said lowly gripping him. I proceeded to line myself up to King, "Right there" he said holding my hips. Slowly, I took him into me inch by inch, and the feeling of being filled caused my eyes to water.

"Tight as fuck" King muttered. I held onto King's shoulders and took in the moment, I threw my head back in amazement, he felt so good I didn't want to move, I just wanted him just like this. King pulled me into a kiss and switched positions with me, he placed me in the seat and put my legs on his shoulders as he slid back inside of me roughly. Gasping, I was caught off guard by the thrust and I struggled to keep my legs open. "Fuck" I let out as I held onto King's wrists as he stroked me quickly. "Just like that baby girl" he said flicking my clit. I threw my head back and hit my head on the seat. "Shit!" I groaned painfully. "Let's go inside" I let out. King stroked me a few more times and slowly pulled out of me. He lowered my legs back to the floor and got out of the car. He turned on the light in the garage and came back to the car to get me. I sat there admiring him naked and I couldn't keep my eyes off of him. "Damn" I said biting my lip. "Get out the damn car" King laughed. Getting out, I turned around to get my jumpsuit and underwear out of the car when King picked me up and carried me in the house.

"We can get that shit later. I'm not finished with you" King said as he walked me into the kitchen. He placed me on the island, my legs dangled on the edge. King stood in between my legs and rubbed my thighs. "Damn you're beautiful" I smiled, I caressed King's face and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Moaning against him, I felt his hands prying at my folds. Opening up for him, King slid two fingers inside as he continued to kiss me. The deeper his fingers plunged into me, the more I pulled away from his kisses. King bit at my bottom lip, watching me give into his desires of his fingers. I rolled my hips against him, King moved me further onto the island and I placed my feet flat on the island for stability. Placing my hands onto King's shoulders, I sat up, squatting, and rolled my hips against him as he continued pumping his fingers in and out of me. "Damnit King" I groaned as the tension built inside of me. "Hold that for me" King encouraged "Don't cum just yet" he commanded. I guess King couldn't take me bouncing on him the way I did because he quickly scooped me from the island and took me to bed. King sucked his fingers dry and laid me on the bed and dived in between my thighs.

My body instantly curled at his touch and my hands found their way into his thick head of hair. His warm tongue graced my center generously and I kept my eyes on him, watching him slurp every drop of me. Biting my bottom lip in agony I kept my eyes focused on the ceiling, so much that I cupped my breasts and stared at the ceiling so hard I thought I could see myself. Damn Adonis was a beast for having mirrors above his bed, maybe King and I should invest in one. I closed my eyes and opened my legs wider for King. Coming up for air, King pulled me close to him and caressed my back. I placed kisses all over his neck and chest and ran my fingers through his hair. I pulled him into the bed and decided to please him. I took King down my throat and inhaled deeply to conquer his length. Bobbing up and down, the head of his dick hit the back of my throat. Cupping his balls I kept my mind focused on not gagging. Pulling him from my mouth, I sucked on the sides of his shaft and watched as my spit dredged down his balls. Taking his balls into my mouth I stroked his dick fast, making sure to alternate between his balls and shaft to keep it moist. "Fuuuckkkkk Tasha. Damn girl" King exhaled. I looked up at him innocently and ran my tongue up and down the sides of his dick. I was in love with how he looked at me, more importantly; I loved how I made him feel.

I swirled my tongue around his head before deep throating him. Doing this, I continued to cup his balls and made my way to suck on them alternating between which one I loved the most. "Shit baby girl!" King winced. Smiling, I pulled away and straddled him. I lined myself up with him again and smiled. King looked so relaxed, yet so horny he couldn't contain himself with the stimulation that I had given him. I rolled my hips slowly enjoying the feeling of him inside of me, brushing against my walls. King held my hips and looked in my eyes, "I can't go another 5 days without this" he let out, attempting to hold back his grunt. I sat on my knees and gripped my ankles and proceeded to bounce on his dick, rolling my hips to alter the grip that I had on his member. "Don't let it happen again" I said before kissing him. "Fuck, I promise baby" King breathed.

King gripped me and flipped me over on my back, carrying me to the back of the bed he laid me on a pillow and placed one of my legs on his shoulder and he left my other leg flat. Sliding into me, King stroked me slow and deep. I could hardly describe how good this shit felt, but all I knew was that we had all night and this love making wasn't over.

**

I was lying in bed snuggled up into a pillow when King got out of bed to head to the bathroom. I heard water running and continued to lay in bed. King stood at the threshold of the bathroom door and stared at me. "You tired ma?" he questioned me. I sat up on my elbow and eyed him. "A little bit, I'm out of commission for the next few days" I joked. King peeked into the bathroom and looked back at me, "You gotta get out of that bed in 5 minutes" he said to me. I huffed. "But I don't wanna" I whined. "Trust me, you're gonna like this" he stated. Sighing, I got out of bed and met him at the bathroom door. I wrapped my arms around his waist and gave him a big kiss. "Damn I love you" I said looking in his light brown eyes. "I love you too" King smiled back.

"So why did you want me to get out of bed?" I questioned. King took my hand and walked me inside the bathroom. There was a bubble bath set up for us in our claw-foot tub which contained a few red rose petals. My face lit up and I couldn't stop smiling. King turned off the water and pulled me into a hug. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him, "Kingyyyy! Baby. This is beautiful" I said in awe. "Let's get in" King said taking my hand helping me step in. Once King got in, we settled into the warm bath water. I tied my hair into a high messy bun and rested my back against his chest. I closed my eyes and felt his lips against the side of my face as he held my lower half in his arms. I loved this moment of intimacy with him, the silence was everything and the ambiance was perfect for us two. As I snuggled into King's chest, I felt a sense of comfort and protection in this moment. "Tasha, I've been thinking" King let out. "About what babe?" I asked looking up at him, admiring him upside down from my angle. King leaned down and kissed my pouty lip. "I wanna go all the way with you" he said. I turned around and straddled him. "What do you mean Jermaine?" I asked in all seriousness. "I wanna take that next step with you. I want a family. I wanna have kids with you. We got a house big enough for at least 3 kids." King said with a smile. I blushed, and felt a bit nervous at his revelation. My mouth opened, but no words would come out. King smiled and caressed my shoulder, "I know we agreed to have kids once we're married, but I want you to know that I'm ready for that." King said with the utmost sincerity. The way he looked in my eyes, I knew it; deep down in his heart he felt this deep within his soul. "Natasha, I see myself marrying you. I see you being the mother of my children, and I don't know when, but I want this to happen." King said. Tears filled my eyes as he told me this, I couldn't do anything but wrap my arms around him. "I love you too Jermaine. No matter what, I want to spend the rest of my life with you" I said in a somber tone, trying not to sob. I pulled away from King and he continued to hold me, staring in my eyes. "I don't know when I'll ask, but I will. I want you to know that I'm intentional with my actions and I want this, for real. It's been 4 years, I don't need a lifetime to know that we're meant to be" I pulled King into a deep kiss and held him close to me. Pulling away I breathed into the crook of his neck and just held him. I couldn't help but feel so wrong for everything I had put him through that I wouldn't even know how to repay him for all the years we've been together.

"Jermaine, I'm ready whenever you are. I'm... I'm sorry for everything..." I spoke as a tear ran down my face. "I'm sorry for everything seen, and unseen." I said looking away from him. "I'm not the perfect wife" I said sadly. King caressed my face and wiped my tears, "You don't have to be, and that's why I love you baby." King spoke confidently to me, sealing his statement with a kiss.

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Paige Michel - 5 DJS on Instagram Live that bring the party to your house! - Dancehall & Soca Edition

For those of you that don’t know I am an Afro-Caribbean girl, my family originate from Jamaica, St. Lucia and Dominica. I am a care leaver, and my foster carer was from Barbados. I appreciate the beauty, arts and culture from the Caribbean. I love the music - I am a huge Bashment/Dancehall and Soca fan! Woi Yoii!

For two years, I was radio presenter and producer of a show I created with my two closest mates, Albert and Kaira, called URBAN P.A.K, at Surge – The University of Southampton’s official radio station. Together, we celebrated and showcased Black Music, Artists, DJs and Producers all over the world. Of course, I played all my favourite Dancehall, Soca and Afrobeats tunes, we played games live on air and I even hosted some quizzes too. We went to the R.U.M (Real Urban Music) events in our free time, to see the hottest artists and DJs live in clubs. It was such a lit experience!

The 5 DJs that are killing it on Instagram live right now are - DJ Supa Nytro, DJ Larni, DJ Nate, DJ Nassen and DJ Private Ryan! They are my Greater Londoners, because they have brought me and thousands of others so much joy, through Dancehall and Soca music, during lockdown. This Covid-19 crisis, has proven very difficult for self-employed creatives, like DJs, so please go check them out, show some love, book them for future events, and wuk up your waist lol!  

1.       DJ Supa Nytro :

Instagram: @SupaNytro

Twitter: @SupaNytro

I went to Manchester Carnival for the first time in August ‘19. Not gonna lie, it didn’t compare to Notting Hill Carnival, but I still had a brilliant time. My makeup was on point, purple glitter on my water line to match my purple ombre hair. I was palancing, jumping up, and throwing colourful powder everywhere like it was jouvert! The rum punch was sweet (and cheap... not overpriced like London lol)! The patties were delicious too. I watched the showcase of Manchester’s mas bands, their local musicians, and dancers. I was dancing with my cousin Bertha, to all the DJ sets. This is when I came across DJ Supa Nytro – and OMG, his set was everythingggg, playing all my favourite songs! He had his dancers with him - Miss Rose was my favourite. Lol, I like how he’s always wearing his customised hats and tops with his name on it – I see you! I loved DJ Supa Nytro’s set so much, I just had to get a pic with him! (Go check it out on my insta!) I’ve been going to see him play at Dancehall events in London ever since. 

I tuned in to DJ Supa Nytro’s Instagram Live one Friday Night, and I am so glad I did! I realised he is not only a DJ, he is a host too. He has no filter, which makes him absolutely hilarious. He initiated conversation like ‘who are your Top 5 Dancehall artists?’. I was definitely engaged in his conversations, and intrigued to see others opinions on the Instagram Live chat. I said my favourites right now are:

 1. Vybz Kartel A.K.A ‘THE WORL’ BOSS!’

 2. Popcaan

 3. Alkaline

 4. Aidonia 

5. Dexta Daps

I also mentioned there’s a difference between my top favourite Dancehall artists right now and of all time. What we could all agree on was the fact that Vybz Kartel is the King of Dancehall – Awaoh! As a Dancehall music lover, and a history student - I really appreciated Supa Nytro’s Dancehall History quiz. He really got me thinking. I was singing along to all the bangers he was playing. His Movado set was excellent, bringing back some old tunes, and bringing back some old memories lol! You know how a song has the power to remind you of a person, a place or time in your life. I can’t wait for Supa Nytro’s next live!

2.      DJ Larni – ‘Him nuh normal!’:

Instagram: @Dj_Larni

Twitter: @Dj_Larni

I have been to quite a few Dancehall events with my friends Channon, Aisha, Mercedes and Tiana, like Bashment Central. It was here I heard DJ Larni’s set and yasss he was superb! I’ve since, followed him on Soundcloud, so I can hear his mixes in my day-to-day life, like when I’m doing my makeup looks or travelling on the tube etc. Sometimes I feel to just bruck out on the train, because woii the tunes are too lit!

It was a dry quarantine Friday night and I was scrolling through my Insta, as you do. I was checking who was on live and I saw DJ Larni was online. The energy he was giving through the phone was madddd! He’s an amazing host, and knows how to entertain his audience. He’s hella funny too – just freee and crazyyy, I love it.  I like how his room was dark, lit with blue party lights, giving us that club feel. DJ Larni is innovative – he requested ladies who love to dance to dancehall music, to join his Instagram live. Seeing the ladies skin out and bruck out really gave us that dancehall experience! He also engages with his listeners, telling everyone to bring their flag to rep their country, just like you would at a Caribbean carnival. DJ Larni’s liveliness is a vibe, really contagious. His Insta live party was tun up!

3.       DJ Nate:

Instagram: @DjNateUK

Twitter: @DjNateUK

I have been listening to DJ Nate’s mixes on Soundcloud for a long time. I love his ‘Dancehall and Chill’ mixes. I like that some of his mixes specifically focus on one Dancehall artist at a time i.e his 100% Dexta Daps, Popcaan and Alkaline mixes– some of my favourite artists. Last year, I attended DJ Nate’s Caribbean Rocks Festival with my cousin Bertha and it was amazing! I wasn’t feeling too well at this time, but I said nahhh, there’s no way I’m missing it. Never that! I had the pleasure of seeing so many artists perform live like The Rara, Alicai Harley and Dexta Daps. I was gutted when I found out Shensea could not make it, but I had a fantastic time, nevertheless! Dancehall a mi everything!

I saw DJ Nate’s Instagram Live and I was really feeling it! It was the day he was wearing his Vans vest lol. He was doing a Soca special and the tunes were fireee. The comment section on his live was going off. Bare girls putting the gyal on headtop emoji lool! People were absolutely loving the music he was playing. People from all over the world were tuned in and having a lovely time. DJ Nate was telling us to go get a drink, to give it that party vibe. I think something a little stronger than orange juice lol. Then, he put on a Soca song called Party Bad – Mr Killa and Legz. Woiiiii, I really enjoyed myself!

4.        DJ Nassen:      

Instagram: @NassenUK

Twitter: @NassenUK

Back in Summer ‘19, when we could actually leave the house and live our best lives, I went on a couple dates lol! There was one fineee assss guy I met up with, and we had some good conversations, like our music interests. We discovered we both liked Soca and woiii that made my day. Anyway, the point is he told me to check out his cousin, DJ Nassen, for the hottest new soca tracks - and the rest was history! I love DJ Nassen’s Notting Hill Carnival 2019 Soca Mix on Soundcloud. I’ve been getting hype to all the jab jab music! Bringing back some good memories of my time with my friends at Dreamland Jouvert ’19 and Notting Hill Carnival ’19. Woii!

I was checking out DJ Nassen’s Instagram Live one Friday Night and it was poppin! He calls it Lockdown Fridays, with his host Mist Hooli. Mista Hooli was his hype man, making the party lit! I appreciate when creatives join forces to make magic – so thank you to them both. I was really whining on my sofa lol, I had that Jamish feeling! I was putting hella fire emojis in his Instagram Live comment section. DJ Nassen was really moving them hips lol, when he was playing his set, really grooving to the music. Some of my favourite soca songs, DJ Nassen played were:

Head or Tail - Lavaman ft Mr Legz

Famalay – Skinny Fabulous, Machel Montano & Bunji Garlin

Run Wid It – Mr Killa

Wet It Up – Zeek ft Shal Marshall

Bend Dong For Di Hmm – Krome ft Nassis

If you haven’t heard of these songs, go have a listen - I’m sure you’ll enjoy them…(unless your anti-Soca like Marv Abbey looool)!

5.       DJ Private Ryan:

Instagram: @DjPrivateRyan

Twitter: @DjPrivateRyan

 One day I just typed in Soca Mixes on Youtube, and DJ Private Ryan came up. I listened to his Soca Starter mixes, and loved them. When I went to my friend’s sleepover a few months back, we were dancing like crazy to Private Ryan’s mixes, having the time of our life. Lol, I’m so unfit, I was out of breath. Dancing to Soca music is really a workout and a half, which is great for your daily exercise intake. I followed Dj Private Ryan on Instagram not too long ago, and my guy is verified, a whole blue tick you know. Big up yourself, a great achievement!

I saw DJ Private Ryan’s live on Instagram and it was great! He calls it Freestyle Friday! He was playing a range of music from old school to new school, and a mixture of Dancehall, Soca, Afrobeats and RnB – The listeners were loving the versatility! In his comment section, many people thanked him for his mixes, as it was helping them pass time during quarantine. What I love about Private Ryan’s live is the inclusivity. He asks his listeners to send him song requests, which he plays, which makes it that much more personalised and special. You’ll definitely have a Fete in your house, tuning in to DJ Private Ryan’s Instagram live!

Many Dancehall and Soca events, like carnivals, have been postponed or put on hold due to the outbreak of Covid-19. So, this has left many of us feeling down in the dumps and disappointed. DJs using the Live feature on Instagram has been a great alternative, to bring the good music, and positive vibes to us. I have noticed, that some of these DJs Instagram live’s overlap with each other on Friday nights. But not to worry, if you do miss it, you can always listen back the next morning when they post it on their story or feed. So, go check out the 5 Djs that will bring the party to your house! – Dancehall and Soca edition. What are you waiting for!

If you know any other amazing DJs you think I should check out on Instagram Live, please feel free to hit me up. Apart from Soca and Dancehall, I like Reggae, Afro-beats, Neo-soul, RnB, and Hip hop. Thanks!

 By Paige Michel:

Insta: @ItsPaigeMichel

Twitter: @ItsPaigeMichel

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As You Wish (part II)

I didn’t want to keep you guys waiting so I broke this up into three parts. This is leading up to the good stuff. it’s still kinda fluffy with a liiiittle bit of smut if you blink. i promise i’m working on the last part. i just want it to be absolutely filthy, and it’s not there yet. i promise it’ll be worth the wait. sorry for any typos!

Plot: Chadwick is getting you warmed up for a long night.

Warnings: Language, smut mentions, light smut

Kinks: Restraints, light domination

Word count: 1.1kish

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*Friday Afternoon*

You’d been distracted all day at work, anticipating the evening your lover had planned. Since Tuesday, he’d been asking you kinky questions out of the blue. “Silk or leather restraints,” “What about choking,” “Safe word,” “How do you feel about spanking?” It was driving you insane. You realized you’d awakened a sleeping dragon, and Chadwick had been waiting to pull out all the tricks. On a few evenings you’d caught him meticulously researching BDSM safety-- at least you knew you were in good hands. Your restlessness could also be attributed to your lack of sex. After Tuesday evening, Chadwick had been adamant that you two had to refrain from sex, so that your eventual orgasms would be even more powerful.

The clock finally struck 5:00 p.m., and you were the first one out of the door. You rushed to your car, and shoved your key in the ignition. As if on cue, you phone pinged--it was a message from Chadwick. ‘You’re probably rushing to get home right now...relax, love. We have all evening, and all weekend if I don’t wear you out tonight. Just drive safely. I love you.’ It’s like he always knew the right thing to say. The anxious jitters dissipated from your body, and you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. You went to your sex playlist, and let Beyonce’s ‘Blow’ start you off on your way home.

The drive home had been leisurely, but the moment you pulled into your driveway, you felt butterflies tickling your tummy. “Here we go,” you whispered to yourself as you shut your car off. You were greeted by Marvin Gaye’s ‘Sexual Healing’ playing throughout the house. Rose petals were sprinkled on the floor, and you followed them as they led you through the house. When you reached your bedroom, Chadwick was nowhere to be seen. Your brow furrowed in confusion as you approached the petal covered bed. In the center, there was a small, white note that read, ‘shower, but don’t get dressed after, come lay face down on the bed instead. keep your eyes closed, love, you’re in my hands tonight’ You stripped quickly and hopped in the shower. After the quickest shower of your life, you dried off and did as you were told. You realized the music had been turned off, but you couldn’t remember when. Your mind was racing. ‘Where is Chadwick?’ ‘What does he have planned?’ ‘Oh God what did I get myself into?’ Your thoughts were beginning to overwhelm you.

“I swear, I can hear you overthinking,”  Chadwick’s smooth voice sliced through your anxiety. “That’s why I decided to start tonight off like this.” You heard him getting closer and closer to you. You soon felt his weight dip the bed just a little, and you tensed when his hand caressed your face. “Relax, baby,” he whispered, suddenly right next to your ear. He nibbled on it, and you inhaled sharply. He moved, and you could feel him straddling your back. His strong hands slid up and down the length of your spine lightly. “See baby, tonight is all about making you feel good. First, a massage to ease your muscles from a hard day’s work.” His hands paused, and you felt him shift. When his long, deft fingers returned, they were slick with oil.

His hands were working magic on your shoulders. He was working out every knot and kink that met his fingers. You let out an involuntary moan.

“That’s it,” Chadwick said in his deep, seductive tone. His hands moved lower, again running up and down your spine. This time he was moving much slower, more deliberately. Chadwick couldn’t help but admire your smooth, brown skin. He found himself mesmerized by how the oil made your back glisten in the dim lighting. His hands seemed to have a mind of their own as they journeyed lower. They reached your perfect, rounded ass. His fingers followed the maps made in your skin by stretch marks. He grabbed each cheek in his large palms, and he massaged in a circular motion, giving him peeks of his coveted prize between your legs. His dick was starting to take interest, and Chadwick knew he wouldn’t be able to execute his plans if he continued at this pace.

“Second,” the sound of his voice startled you out of your trance of relaxation. Chadwick lightly chuckled at your twitch. His hands continued down your legs, kneading and rubbing. “I’m going to blindfold you. Then I’m going to cuff your arms and legs to each corner of this bed, and you’re going to love it.” Your legs clenched and your pussy gushed causing Chadwick to smirk. “Are you ready?” You tried to nod. “Use your words, baby,” he demanded.

“Yes, daddy,” you moaned out. Chadwick groaned out. He slid his hands slowly back up your body, and then you felt his weight shift off the bed. He flipped you over, and your eyes flew open. You were met with Chadwick’s hungry graze.

“Did I saw you could open your eyes,” he growled out as he rushed towards you.

“Fuck,” you gasped out. Chadwick took your face into his hands.

“I’ll let it slide, this time,” he said as he pulled you face to meet his. His lips lead yours in a rough, possessive kiss. He pulled back and the two of you made eye contact that was nothing short of electric. You leaned in again for another kiss. This one was sweet yet still full of passion. Chadwick pulled back, cutting the gentle reprieve short.

“(Y/N), I love you. Tonight is for you. Say “yellow” and I’ll slow down or pause whatever I’m doing. Say “red” and the blindfold and the cuffs come off and I’m gonna make sure you’re okay. Do not hesitate to use those, baby. I want you to enjoy this okay?” he asked with such reverence and sincerity.

“Okay,” you gulped.

“Don’t be nervous. Imma take care of you. When you say you’re ready, I’ll be in total control, and we can start the fun,” he murmured as he kissed on your neck. You sucked in a huge breath and let it go.

“Alright, I’m ready,” you said. Chadwick left a quick peck on your lips before securing the blindfold around your eyes. He gently tugged your left arm up, and he fastened a silk knot around your wrist. He paid each limb the same delicate attention. When you were completely tied down, you tugged lightly on your restraints. Your pussy dripped when your realized this was really happening.

“Here’s the rules. You can moan, groan, and scream all you want, BUT the only words, other than your safe words, I want to hear are yes, please, and daddy. You got that?” his voice changed from the gentle timbre you were used to. This was authoritarian. This was new.

“Yes, daddy,” you whispered.

“There ya go.”

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Incarcerated dancehall star Vybz Kartel has reacted to the untimely passing of controversial Youtuber and image consultant Kevin Samuels. Responding to an Instagram post of Samuels made by entertainer Majahhype captioned, "Rest up King!" the Gaza Boss posed the question, "Di gyal dem kill him?" to which fans gave a flurry of responses. According to a report from the Atlanta Police Department, Kevin Samuels was rushed to the hospital on Thursday night after being found unresponsive on his apartment floor shortly after complaining of chest pain. A woman staying with Samuels in his apartment told police he had complained of chest pain and fell on top of her. He was rushed to the emergency room soon thereafter. Reports that Samuels's passing began to flood social media on Friday, and his mother, Beverly Samuels-Burch, confirmed that her son had passed away. 57-year-old Kevin Samuels was known for his unbridled lifestyle and relationship advice that permeated social media and led to his meteoric rise. Despite heavy criticism, especially from the female populace, his popularity grew, with him accumulating approximately 1.43 million subscribers on Youtube. (at Kingston, Jamaica) https://www.instagram.com/p/CdUDmpwsqL2/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Chapter 5: Carwash

Black!Reader x E’Dawn

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It was a perfectly hot day, and you two had switched out shifts to see each other more and talk about what you were. You understood Vernon’s frustration. Hyojong was a really nice guy, and you two were always so close and cute with each other without even trying to mean to. He was someone you wanted to date.

There was no doubt in your mind about that. You had to make sure there wasn’t one in his. You approached him and called his name just as his friends dumped a bucket of water on his head. All words disappeared as he complained and started to take off his shirt.

[4 Weeks and 3 Days ago]

You guys did a full run through of the show today in practice since it was the first time that everyone was not sick and on time. It was in costumes, too. The competition was just over a month away.

“Great going! Wendy, Peter, great chemistry as always. Everyone, take a ten minute break while we finish up writing our notes.”

E’Dawn held your hand and kissed your cheek. Everyone was sure you two had to be dating now, but you weren’t. Yeah, you two were into each other, but you didn’t really think of him as your boyfriend in your head just yet.

You two drank some water and had some snacks while taking your break and some of the other members surrounded you. They hadn’t been at the party where he kissed you on the lips, so they were even more in the dark than you had planned.

“So?” A girl asked. “You’re dating now, right? He’s your boyfriend, right?”

“We haven’t really given each other titles yet.” You looked at him, looking for an answer.

He agreed, “I mean, we like each other. We’re just trying to see if it’s actually going to work out romantically before we do the whole names thing.”

They collectively groaned.

“You’re fucking kidding me, right?” Amber asked.

Even Jisoo was confused, “You’re still not actually dating after he kissed you... on the lips?”

“Twice.” E’dawn replied and took a drink while you nodded.

“Once when I got back and went to pick up my hanbok and then at the party, oh, three times. Christmas.”

He nodded in realization, “Rigghhht”

Rosé rolled her eyes, “You guys are impossible!”

To be fair, much of your current social media had been just the two of you throughout the holidays. Group pictures here and there. His mom had gone on and on with childhood stories about Hyojong, going into great motherly detail about his sickness as if she were talking to a future daughter in law.

She almost started making a registry list for you two as well.

“Hey, guys, gather around. Big news!” He said.

Everyone gathered around, and Hyojong pulled you into his lap. All ears were opened to what the choreographers and the girl who doubled at the treasurer were stood in front of you all.

“We got some bad news.”

“One of the backers for the dance team has just gotten really sick and is rightfully using his money to take care of his health. However, this means that we don’t have enough money to travel to Jeju for competition.”

Hyuna nodded, “He supported all of the dance teams and said he would give what he could, but we told him to take care of his health first. This affects all teams. S.H.E and H.I.M and Urban Shine.”

“We need to do something to raise money if we want to have any chance of competing this year. We’ll search for other backers, but we don’t have that much time. Does anyone have any ideas?”

Jennie spoke up, “We could have a bake sale!”

Not a lot of dancers were fond of baking, apparently. They gave skeptical looks and someone brought up that would take a lot of organization and a lot of resources, a lot of paying out of their own pocket. A few were ok with that, but not enough for it to be a solid plan.

___ spoke up, “We have cute guys and hot girls, so how about a bikini car wash? Or a regular car wash. It can be a semi-competition with each dance team trying to raise the most.”

“What about those of us who overlap?”

“We can schedule who works for what team at certain times so that you can work for both. It should start with sign ups first, and if you don’t wanna do the car wash, you can do the bake sale!”

“That way we can cover more ground and reach different audiences. Not everyone needs their car washed.”

The rest of the time was spent doing sign ups and going through trouble spots in the choreography. The car wash was going to be next Tuesday, Wednesday, and Friday.

People brought their own buckets and towels, but special car cleaning soap was bought as well as things to clean windows. Luckily, it had stormed a lot last weekend and the sun was good and bright now. Everyone was in shorts and thank tops. Some of the girls were in bathing suits and bikini tops. You were in a cute one piece and some distressed shorts.

This was more about raising money than getting to show off. You were seeing someone, sort of. Hyojong was with you with the co-ed car wash which was getting less cars than the all girl team. Still, a huge black truck covered in mud pulled up in your section.

“Hey, oppa, I have a question.”

“Sure, jagiya, what is it?”

Your heart fluttered, “What are we? Like, if we had to give it a name?”

He smiled at you, “Just like we said. We’re ‘talking’, figuring if things are going to work out the way we want.”

“How long is that gonna take?”

“Don’t know. I hope it’s not long, though.”

The car was rinsed and dried off before driving away. Another car came up as you tried to continue your conversation with your...with E’dawn, but the driver was really interested in talking to you.

He was asking you about your time in Korea, and your...and E’dawn had to switch out to work with the guys. You sighed and continued the conversation, trying to get an actual donation from the dude. He gave $200 check to the cause and gave you his phone number. He wanted to be your sugar daddy.

The next car came, and you went to go work with the rest of the girls.

Hyojong had nearly frozen when you asked him to give your relationship a title because he wanted to be your boyfriend. He wanted to be yours in every way, shape, and form. But he wasn’t sure about how you felt and was too nervous to ask.

Before you could ask him something more, he switched out with one of the guys from H.I.M for washing cars. Lots of the other guys had their shirts off, but E’dawn didn’t feel like being a show off today. Even as the other guys tried to undress him, he fought them back and held his shirt down. The choreographer had to tell them to break it up like they were immature children.

“We’re getting that shirt off of you.” Hui said. “One way or another.”

“Good luck!”

You started working with the girls and thought about how you didn’t know what his schedule was, so you didn’t know the next time you’d get to talk to him. You made sure to check after the next switch. He wasn’t there this time, but he’d be there after you left. Sighing, you asked some girl to trade times with you and she eagerly accepted, being really shy around guys especially when most of them were now shirtless.

When you got to talk to E’Dawn again, you asked him how he felt if you did start calling him your boyfriend. He wouldn’t answer. You understood Vernon’s frustration. You were being straight forward with what you wanted but weren’t getting the obvious reply. Hyojong was a really nice guy, and you two were always so close and cute with each other without even trying to mean to. He was someone you wanted to date.There was no doubt in your mind about that.

“Just...I really like you. I do. I’m just nervous that we’re moving too fast if we put labels on each other.”

Your co-ed shifts were up and you went to go work the bake sale. There was a fan on the girls selling them, so it was perfect. Some were dancing for money since guys were selling sweet things while girls so it was sort of crowded. It brought even more people over to watch and buy, so they kept going with it.

Matthew put some hip-hop on, and it was a song that you knew. You started moving your hips and waist and he noticed, motioning you over. He was bouncing to the music, and he was the best hype man. As you got more in the music, your hips got a mind of their own.

“Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)/Swalla-la-la (drank)/ Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)/Swalla-la-la/Freaky, freaky gyal”

You basically started twerkin’ and throwing your hips in a circle for everyone who was watching with Matthew telling you to go off and leaning down to get a better view. You started smiling and laughing.

“Twerk it, Wendy!” He said, and you did while giggling.

Before you knew it, your shift selling food was done. You gave him a high five and went back into the direct heat, getting sprayed with a hose as you went to the co-ed car wash.

“You got them hips, girl!” Lisa smiled.

You grinned back at her and did a little shake, grabbing a sponge. It was a nice break from stressing about your relationship, but then you saw him again. You had to make sure there wasn’t one in his. You approached him and called his name just as his friends dumped a bucket of water on his head. All words disappeared as he complained and started to take off his shirt.

The girls and guys all stared at him as if he were doing it in slow motion. They all swarmed him and asked for “help” with simple things once he stuffed his shirt in his back pocket and arrived at the co-ed car wash.

This was the first time you had gotten jealous over a dude, and you hated it. You really did, but you couldn’t help it. All he did was become a blushy mess and pose for the girls who fawned over him.

You sprayed down a girl who was reaching out for his stomach, “Back the fuck off! He’s mine!”

“It’s not like you guys are actually boyfriend and girlfriend, so what’s the big deal, (Y/N)?”

Making eye contact with each other, you hoped he’d say something. He didn’t say a word. You turned around to turn the water off before you could storm away properly. He called out your name. You went back to the bake sale to switch places with someone so that you could dance some more.

[Two Weeks and One Day Ago]

You guys had gotten more than enough money to go to Jeju and stay in a hotel for competition since some anonymous benefactors gave donations. Matthew said it was probably because of you, and you smiled. He asked if you wanted to eat out with him and his friends. You said of course and spent the night busking with them.

E’dawn didn’t text you all night, so you just decided to enjoy the time out with your other friends. You felt J Seph hug you to his side and say how much fun he was having hanging out with you. Matthew, Somin, and Jiwoo agreed saying that you should hang out more. They asked if you had anyone to room with.

You were gonna say yes, but then realized that Rosé and Lisa would be rooming with Jennie and Jisoo. The girls got excited and said you could room with them and that they just needed one more person. You suggested Amber, and they were all for it.

The boys said that they were gonna ask Amber, and you squinted at them.

Hyojong looked at his phone. He had dropped it on the way home and the screen was...it basically exploded. There was nothing he could do until tomorrow afternoon, so he just pouted and played video games in the living room. He was gonna text you to ask if you were ok or having fun.

Now he couldn’t without feeling overbearing. Like, using someone else’s phone to ask would feel like too much to check in on how you were. He sighed and had trouble getting to sleep. E’Dawn stood out on the balcony when he died again.

Hui came to join him after a moment, “You good?”

“I am such a chicken, Hui. I am a wimp. Such a loser.”

“Anything I don’t know?”

His pout intensified.

Hui pat his back, “What is it?”

Hyojong leaned on the ledge, “I want (Y/N) to be my girlfriend so badly. Like, I should’ve said something when she told the other girls to back off. It would’ve been simple enough to agree with her or say yeah, she is my girlfriend, but I didn’t, like an idiot.”

“Wow, dude, you screwed up.”

“No shit. What do I do?”

He thought a moment, “Make sure she’s the first person you contact when you get your phone fixed tomorrow. Ask her about her night and go from there. Tell her how you feel, ok?”

“I will.”

[Two Weeks ago]

Shit hit the fan! Hyojong got his phone fixed and decided to check on your social media so that he had topics to bring up when he talked to you about what you had done last night. The last one wouldn’t play which was stupid.

Anyways, he called you to be a good friend and to tell you how he felt instead of making excuses. The phone was answered.

“Hey, (Y/N). I’m so glad you picked up. I saw that you had a great time last night, and--”

“Hey, Dawnie.” It was a man’s voice. “Good to hear from you.”

He scrunched his brows, “BM?”

“Yeah. (Y/N) still asleep in my bed, and she has a wicked hangover. She told me to answer it for her.”

Hyojong was having a really hard time not to misunderstand. (Y/N), his potential girlfriend, had gotten drunk with friends and was now sleeping in the bed of one of the most handsome of them. He had to have been in the bed with her or the phone would’ve rung for more time.

“She slept in your bed?” He asked.

“Yeah. I wasn’t gonna have her sleep on the couch, and I wanted to keep a close eye on her. I have a bathroom closer to my room anyways, so I thought why not, y’know?”

A flame lit in his stomach. They wouldn’t do anything, right? She like him, not Matthew right? She wouldn’t be petty enough to actively make him jealous, right?

“Ah.” E’dawn replied. “Yeah.”

He sighed, “Where were you last night, dude? She kept checking her phone, probably waiting for a message from you. Is your phone broken? Obviously not--”

“Well, actually.”

Hyojong stopped talking when he heard some moaning. It sounded like a bed was shifting. More moaning.

Matthew chuckled, “I’m not your daddy, but thanks for that.”

“That’s not what I said, you doofus!” She was speaking English, but it was easy enough for Hyojong to understand.

“Then what did you say?”

“I said--”

The unmistakable sound of throwing up came through. Matthew quickly hung up to deal with the situation of a puking girl. E’dawn still had questions, but he would have to wait until later to get them answered. However, he was angry and upset. Fine, fine, he was jealous. He could’ve and should have been the one looking over her instead of Matthew. Why hadn’t she gone with one of the girls instead?

Was their karaoke duet that good that something happened that she didn’t put up on social media? He looked at the others’ profiles and still, nothing about flirting or anything similar. He tried to convince himself he was overthinking but he couldn’t.

His face wouldn’t reveal his feelings, though. He was only a bit quieter today, too. The whole apartment was rather quiet since everyone was trying to get ahead on homework and projects in order to go do some fun things. Hyojong included since he had to record a presentation to show his teacher for a grade since he didn’t have time to do it in class.

Usually, he’d be asking (Y/N) for help in his English class but decided to let her rest for the day. He decided just to wait for her to call her. She’d do that, right? Especially if she knew that she called, wanting to explain what happened instead of letting him just wonder. That was the kind of girl she was. Didn’t want any misunderstandings about who she was.

Matthew sat on his bed where you were sitting, handing you some Dawn 808 since it was a typical hangover cure in South Korea. It was gross, but you thanked him anyways. Hopefully it would work.

“Who called earlier?”

“Ah, it was E’Dawn. I told him we were sleeping together.”

You nearly spat the drink out, “WHAT?”

He laughed, “I’m joking! I explained that offered to take you in since none of the other girls could carry you and Taehyung was drunk off his ass and not in the state to take care of anyone, well. Not all that. I just said I was taking care of you...”

You two stared at each other. Hyojong probably thought you were cheating on him or something. Well, can’t cheat on someone you’re not actually with. You sighed.

“You ok? Should I call him back?”

“No, don’t. If he actually cares, he’ll call back. Or text or whatever. Mind if I stay here until I feel better?”

He pulled you into a hug, “Physically or mentally, the answer is yes. Make sure to tell your roommies where you are, ok?”

“Ok.” You grabbed your phone and tried to focus on the screen to send a text to your group chat.

>> At Matthew’s. Hungover. I’m ok. Just a really bad headache and my stomach hates me. I’ll be back later today or tomorrow. I’m very lucky to have cute and helpful friends.

After you sent it, Matthew’s phone pinged. You had sent it to the wrong group chat, but were already laying back down, so he didn’t say anything. He just smiled and left the room.

[One Week ago]

Everyone was worried. The competition was soon, and you guys would be boarding a plane in four days. Stress of the impending deadline was stressful enough, but with you and Hyojong bickering over every messup and minor detail, things were worse.

He lifted you up a bit higher than previously, and you yelled at him for not being careful and not caring about you at all. You turned a millisecond faster than he was, and he was on you about being offbeat and being selfish.

“It’s not all about you!” The both of you screamed at the top of your lungs.

It was time for a much needed break. They broke up in teams to talk to you guys and see what was going on. The two of you had been perfection just the other night. People asked what you did with Matthew, and you said nothing. He said the same. Jiwoo, Somin, and J. Seph agreed that nothing happened while they were out together or when they went home. Matthew was bad at secrets, so he would’ve said something.

You were mad because he hadn’t called you, because he hadn’t asked anything about that night, because he didn’t seem interested in being your boyfriend even though he had acted like it. Had your first two love interests really been fuckboys? Say it ain’t so.

Hyojong was pissed since you didn’t say anything about having slept in Matthew’s bed. Were you really so upset that night you had to go flirting and partying without him? It had been like this for days, and he wished you would just say something! Anything about why you chose him out of all four people you had gone out with.

Everyone except you two realized there was some disconnect. Why weren’t you talking to each other about this?

“My phone was broken!” He yelled when someone asked why he didn’t contact you.

“Yeah, and his brain too, probably!” You replied.

Amber spoke up, “Listen, I don’t know why the fuck you won’t just talk to each other about this and work things out, but we’re in Hell Week, crunch time. We don’t have the luxury of you two bickering like 12 year olds, ok? During this practice time, we practice. You’re Wendy and Peter, not angry idiots, ok?”

“Ok,” You two said with your arms folded and not looking at each other.

She made you guys make eye contact, “Now shake on it. In character.”

You held out your hand and Hyojong shook it with a huge smile on his face. Despite your anger, you smiled too. Practice continued, and you both tried to be more patient with each other, being passive aggressive in commenting on flubs instead.

At least you guys made progress, somewhat.

Doing one more chapter since I decided to split up this once as it was becoming too long.

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Rihanna Opens Up About Battling Anxiety & Starting Her Own Family - Solo If She Has To - In British VOGUE

Rihanna the Ruler! Bad Gyal RiRi serves up fabulousness on two covers for British VOGUE’s May 2020 issue. Inside, she opens up about battling anxiety and experiencing motherhood by any means necessary. More inside…

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                  Gang back in da Stu!! @Edward_Enninful and I are back at it again with @StevenKleinStudio for the May 2020 cover of @BritishVogue available Friday, April 3rd! . Wearing all @Burberry by @RiccardoTisci17, and a custom @StephenJonesMillinery durag. Photographed by @StevenKleinStudio and styled by @Edward_Enninful, with hair by @YusefHairNYC and @NaphiisBeautifulHair, make-up by @IsamayaFfrench using @FentyBeauty and nails by @RedHotNails. With thanks to @JillDemling.

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  Praise the fashion gawds we can count on Rihanna to give us something else to obsess over during this trying time amid the COVID-19 crisis.

The durag-wearing FENTY mogul serves up rebel fashion - dressed up in Burberry - on two covers for British VOGUE magazine's May 2020 issue. And, as always, she's perfection.

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                  TRUTH. @BritishVogue @StevenKleinStudio @Edward_Enninful

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  In the cover story, the bomb philanthropist (who recently dropped $5 towards the Coronavirus efforts) lets her NAVY in on some internal feelings she experiences as a global superstar. Turns out, she gets the jitters like most of us before big events.

“Oh, I’m nervous before even getting in the car to go to something,” she says. “It can be devastating. And when I pull up to the red carpet, I’m like…” she imitates crisis breathing. “Are you kidding me? I left the Grammys one time. Left! In the middle of my hair and make-up. My hair half up, half of my lash on…” It was 2016 and she had been due to perform “Kiss It Better” from her Anti album. At the time she was said to have left because of issues with her voice, but anxiety can be just as flooring. She laughs about it now, but she wants me to know it’s harder for her than it looks. “Being on camera, being in a room full of celebrities is still not normal for me, by the way.”

Aww, Rih!

Following news she called it quits with her Saudi billionaire businessman ex, Hassan Jameel, the GRAMMY Award winner says she plans on having children even if society frowns about women starting their own families without a man. She says she putting in so much work now so she can chill comfortably in the future.

“I’m working like this now so that I don’t have to in the future," she says. “I know I will want to live differently,” The main difference she has in mind is children. When I ask her where she sees herself in 10 years, she says, in a distinctively Bajan tone of disbelief, “Ten years? I’ll be 42! I’ll be ancient.” She playfully ignores my outrage (I’m almost 40 myself) at this idea. “I’ll have kids – three or four of ’em.”

And if you haven’t met the right person, I venture, would you do it on your own? “Hell, yeah,” comes the unequivocal response. “I feel like society makes me want to feel like, ‘Oh, you got it wrong…’ They diminish you as a mother if there’s not a dad in your kids’ lives. But the only thing that matters is happiness, that’s the only healthy relationship between a parent and a child. That’s the only thing that can raise a child truly, is love.”

It all boils down to love for Rihanna.

We can see RiRi being a fabulous mom, for sure.

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                  “I feel like I have no boundaries. I’ve done everything – I’ve done all the hits, I’ve tried every genre – now I’m just, I’m wide open. I can make anything that I want.” Poised to release a long anticipated new album, and with the continued success of “the Fenty effect”, #Rihanna’s work ethic is akin to a force of nature. In the new issue, the businesswoman tells @AfuaHirsch about managing her work-life balance and how she’s been “aggressively working on music”. See the full story in the new issue, on newsstands and available for free digital download Friday 3 April, and read the full interview now at the link in bio. #Rihanna wears all @RafSimons. Photographed by @StevenKleinStudio and styled by @Edward_Enninful, with hair by @YusefHairNYC and @NaphiisBeautifulHair, make-up by @IsamayaFfrench using @FentyBeauty and nails by @RedHotNails. With thanks to @JillDemling.

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  At this point in her life, she's not putting up with any extra mess.

“Since I turned 32, I’m realizing life is really short,” she says. “You don’t have a lot of time to tolerate shit, you know? You put so much on your plate. When you’re overwhelmed, you need to start cutting things out. And I’m overwhelmed too much,” she says. “What’s happening now is that I’m going back to black and white. My grey area is shutting down.”

Not even mad.

The singer/actress/beauty mogul also talks about expanding her empire into skincare:

  Next up, the launch of her full skincare line, Fenty Skin. So far fans have had to content themselves with a Pro Kiss’r Scrub and Balm “lip prep” duo, and her bestselling shimmering Body Lava oil. But Rihanna says she has had to push herself to achieve the same level of perfection. “Skincare, it’s the truth. It either works or it doesn’t. There’s nowhere to hide.” For a moment she looks concerned.

And she also dished on her heavily delayed ninth studio album after recently dropping the "Believe It" collab with PartyNextDoor on his new LP:

“I can’t say when I’m going to drop,” she says (it could even be out by the time you read this). “But I am very aggressively working on music,” she adds, coyly.

Relax, NAVY. It's coming.

You can read the rest of her interview here.

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Manu Francois - Release

Introducing a new album, filled with experimental music and unique creative ideas.

Manu Francois was born in Saint Lucia (The Caribbean) but he has been living in New Zealand for many years! This talented artist has developed a really distinctive sound, which combines many genres and influences under one roof. Manu is inspired by many different styles, with a passion for keeping his music free and experimental and broadly kaleidoscopic.

Manu recently released a brand new project, “Release,” which features 7 original tracks.

These songs stand out as a perfect example of what it’s like to produce great music that defies the barriers between genres, making for a really diverse and personable twist. Keep reading to learn more about each song on this record!

Wake Up!

The aptly titled first song on this release is a really bold, energetic and punchy number, which combines present synth lines with groove-driven beats and stunning vocals. Manu has a really emotional and spontaneous vocal delivery, almost blurring the lines between soul and reggae. He is able to sing from the heart, while at the same time, bringing many amazing harmonies and great vocal layers to his music.

The Forest

This is a playful and impactful song with a steady beat that immediately makes your body move. Flirting with EDM and club music, this track has a simple, yet immediately gripping melody, which adds something different to the sound of this release. As the vocals kick in and the beat goes off, the energy absolutely massive. The best thing about this song is how Manu managed to combine two sides of his creativity on this track. On one hand, his vocal delivery is as emotional and direct as ever. On the other, the production is modern, clear and punchy, with ties to modern electro-pop.

The Blissful March.

This song is a soft-spoken ballad, with a mellow introduction and a soothing atmosphere. Manu’s vocals are up against a really melancholic string section, also animated by a nice piano arrangement. A sparse percussion arrangement kicks in soon after, giving the song a really nice ebb and flow. This is arguably one of the most introspective and personal tracks on this entire release, showcasing Manu’s ability to channel his inner feelings and ideas through song lyrics.

Starlight

This catchy song is also a lead single for this album, as it has been released alongside a beautiful matching video. What I love about this track is the fact that it is very atmospheric, yet the vocals are super-memorable and instantly add a lot of energy to the release.

Gyal You Body Know

This track has a lot of great background textures and atmospheres, but it also boasts one of the most energetic arrangements on the entire record. I love the rhythm of the drums and how it changes pace several times, giving the track a catchy, yet experimental feel.

Made For You

“Made For You” kicks off with a beautiful, simple melody and a very quintessential “Four-On-The-Floor” beat. This track veers toward pop sounds, but it still maintains Manu’s bittersweet sense of melody, as well as the great emotional depths of his vocals and lyrics.

Night With Pa

Last, but definitely not least, this particular song combines a very immediate drum machine beat, with some killer brass tones and arrangements. This song is a perfect curtain closer because it is catchy and easy to relate to, yet poetic and experimental, with spoken word and melodic singing. The lyrics are loaded with meaning and attitude.

Ultimately, one of the most distinctive traits of these songs is certainly the energy and the drive that fuels the performance of the artist. The vocals feel very animated and spontaneous, an obvious sign that this performer is actually genuinely connecting with his lyrics, in a much deeper way. This isn’t just a puppet singer popping out catchy hooks: there is a deeper concept behind the songwriting, which really adds weight to the mix.

In addition to the personable and edgy performance value, this release is also quite distinctive because of the sheer quality of the production. The mix is balanced and very detail-oriented, making for a lively, edgy and stark sonic approach. In other words, there are many subtle nuances in this release, which really add to the richness of the track when summed up together. The frequency spectrum of the mix is also very balanced, with a tight, yet deep low end working wonders along with a smooth top end, which adds a sense of clarity to the music.

“Release” truly stands out for its modern sound, but although the production is quite polished, it is never over-the-top slick, allowing a lot of wonderfully organic and “human” elements to really add liveliness to the mix.

Ultimately, I’d definitely recommend giving this one a shot, particularly if you are a fan of artists such as Matisyahu, Michael Franti & Spearhead, Ben Harper and Bob Marley. This is the kind of album that will surprise you for its sonic variety, and it will keep you on the edge of your seat due to its catchy, yet unpredictable arrangements. I always love to hear from artists who set the bar higher and push the envelope when it comes to their productions: this certainly appears to be the case!

Find out more about Manu Francois, and do not miss out on “Release” and other projects from this talented artist.

http://www.manufrancois.com/

We also asked the artist a few questions: keep reading to learn more!

I love how you manage to render your tracks so personal and organic. Does the melody come first, or do you focus on the beat the most?

Answer: Either can come first! Totally just depends on what sounds come out of the midi! Pretty much anything can be turned into a musical idea, so I just throw a sound on, press a note and the rest follows.

Do you perform live? If so, do you feel more comfortable on a stage or within the walls of the recording studio?

Answer: I do perform live, and I find that performing live is a great thing in that it is do or die at that moment, and everything that is past is GONE! That means not to dwell on what has passed, all mistakes must either motivate you or be forgotten.

Studio sessions can be super fun in that, you can retake a take all night and sink more and more into character while you experiment. So this is so much fun that sometimes you just keep going because you’re loving Acing it!

If you could only pick one song to make a “first impression” on a new listener, which song would you pick and why?

Answer: It’s a hard decision to make really because there is such a variety of music in my catalogue. But, I would choose something recent, such as “Rush”, or the new single coming out this Friday, “Melt”. And this is because Rush has both singing and rapping in it and it has international features on it too so it shows diversity. Melt is just epic and is a beautiful production, and it is personal to me. (Look for that soon)

What does it take to be “innovative” in music?

Answer: I think it is important to tell your truth in music. As happy or uplifting something may be, if it’s not coming from a genuinely happy and uplifted place in you, it will not resonate with people. Even telling a sad tale will have people FEEL something, because it IS what you are going through, and so the chances are that many others are going or have gone through something quite the same. So yes, don’t be afraid to tell your story or share your mind on music, that is what it is for (in a way).

Any upcoming release or tour your way?

Answer: Yes, I have the one Single Melt coming out on the 24/5/19 And many more to come!

Anywhere online where curious fans can listen to your music and find out more about you?

Answer: Yes! They can go to my website www.manufrancois.com there is all my music and info there. Otherwise they can find me on all the streaming services, Youtube, Instagram and facebook. Search Manu Francois (insta) @manufrancois98

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FEELS LIKE HOME - SIGALA, SEAN PAUL, FUSE ODG 1 It was written by Sigala, Jones, Fuse ODG, Paul and Janée Bennett, with the song's production handled by Sigala.

British artist, DJ and Producer SIGALA recently released his brand new single "Feels Like Home" with, Fuse ODG, Sean Paul and Kent Jones (6/14) via Ministry of Sound. The single is the follow up to this year's Top 10 hit "Lullaby" that featured Brit Award-winning singer Paloma Faith. With hints of Jamaican dancehall, the soca-esque track comes complete with festival-style horns and calypso synth beats and is another blistering summer anthem from Sigala following on from previous hits 'Came Here For Love' and 'Give Me Your Love.' Sigala released his new single "Feels Like Home" on Friday, June 15, 2018, which is part of the new album "Brighter Days", scheduled for release on September 21, 2018. On board, the Brit has the rapper Kent Jones as a feature and Sean Paul and Fuse ODG brought in the boat to provide a decent mood. It's Fuse, ayy! Yeah It's a worldwide movement Sigala-la, ayy! Sean-a-Paul Bida bang bang bang Let's go If there's life in the east, that's where I will go Born in the streets, I know where I'm from If you're asking for me, you already know Turn up Where the vibe is, I call my home   SIGALA   The air that I breathe Is the same everywhere So where's the party? (we on the street) 'Cause I'm gonna be there The air that we breathe Is the same everywhere It ain't where I live But wherever the good vibe is It feels like home It feels like home It feels like home It feels like home It feels like home It feels like home It ain't where I live But wherever the good vibe is It feels like (hey!) It feels like It feels like It feels like home (bida bang bang bang) It ain't where I live But wherever the good vibe is It feels like home   Fuse ODG   Tell dem We can't bother with the lame ting, tell dem No, no, no, no Tell dem Turn up the bass well loud And make the gyal dem go low, low Tell dem We can't bother with the waitin', tell dem Go go go go Anywhere mi lay mi hat, ah deh so me ah call home Well you feel this love escalating Tell dem Just make it grow And you know we live our lives celebrating Mad people thing, they should know Well you know we view this life as a great ting Just let jah jah love a glow Any step, mi step, mi step   Kent Jones   Wherever the good vibe is It feels like home (Fuse tell dem again) It feels like home It feels like home (live it up till the end) It feels like home It feels like home (with me and my friends) It feels like home It ain't where I live But wherever the good vibe is It feels like It feels like It feels like It feels like home It ain't where I live But wherever the good vibe is It feels like Home It feels like Home It feels like It feels like Home Home, is here, yeah I live a life of a Rollin' Stone Wherever I lay my hat's my home Tell me where you are and girl I'm gone Meet me at LAX, won't be long I'll be right there you won't have to search Dollars I left, my Uber don't work Don't feel special 'cause I let you know I'm good everywhere, I go Wherever the good vibe is It feels like home (Fuse tell dem again) It feels like home It feels like home (live it up to the end) It feels like home It feels like home (with me and my friends) It feels like home It ain't where I live But wherever the good vibe is It feels like Home (turn up) Home It feels like Home It ain't where I live But wherever the good vibe is It feels like home Tweets by SigalaMusic Music video by Sigala, Fuse ODG, Sean Paul performing Feels Like Home (Lyric Video). (C) 2018 Ministry of Sound Recordings Limited / B1 Recordings GmbH, a Sony Music Entertainment Company Read the full article

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St. Vincent & The Grenadines Excited About Govana

Fresh from his musical exploits in Toronto, Canada earlier this month, Dancehall artiste Govana is once again scheduled to depart the island later this week for a stint in the Lesser Antilles.

Billed as headliner, the ‘Bake Bean’ hitmaker will invade the Spotlight Stadium in Georgetown, St Vincent for a concert on Saturday, May 26 alongside a cadre of local talent. Though not unfamiliar with the Caribbean archipelago, this will mark his inaugural visit to the island, an endeavour he anticipates.

“This will be my first time performing in St. Vincent as a solo artiste and based on feedback from the promoters, the fans are just as excited to see me as I am looking forward to performing for them.” – Govana disclosed.

Almost fully booked for the summer, the 4th Genna deejay who has been having a superb year as one of the industry’s newest breakout star, continues to enjoy a noticeable upsurge in popularity and demand. Gyal Clown, Breeze Rich Forever, Bake Bean and Better Than That featuring Jada Kingdom are among some of his most noteworthy singles.

Following last weekend’s invigorating performance at MVP Fridays, Govana has released two new singles ‘One and Move’, currently trending at No.3 on Youtube (Jamaica) and ‘Hot Topic’ both of which are already making steady in-row within the dancehall space, amid work on his upcoming EP.

Aside from working in his EP, Govana also intimated that plans are afoot for a series of new visuals in the weeks ahead.

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DaMajority Fresh Article https://www.damajority.com/coconutz-brings-heat-menage-trois-saint-lucia/

Coconutz Brings the Heat with Ménage a Trois - Saint Lucia

Friday February 2, 2018

For Immediate Release

  Coconutz Brings the Heat with Ménage a Trois

Coconutz St. Lucia, located in the heart of the entertainment hub in Rodney bay,  has already established a name for itself, by being renowned not just for great food, cocktails and an unmatched ambience, but for doing things differently when it comes to entertainment. Over the past three years, Coconutz has brought a different type of vibe to the nightlife here, adding live entertainment and the best DJs to its roster. On top of that, affordable prices and great service by some amazing staff, seals the deal!

In the past names like “3 Mile High” out of Barbados a group which celebrated Coconutz 1st birthday and Soca artiste King Bubba, female DJ extraordinaire The Duchess and others have wowed patrons of Coconutz.

And now, for their 3rd anniversary party, Coconutz is going even bigger, delivering three big names in Caribbean music at the event dubbed Ménage a Trois!

On Saturday February 24, 2018 coming to the grand Coconutz stage, will be renowned Saint Lucian Soca artiste Ricky T who has been on a whirlwind international tour since 2016. Backed by his mega hits “Freaky Girls” as well as “Sully”, “Pressure Boom” and a slew of others, Ricky T will be winding down another leg of his tour right here in Saint Lucia at the Coconutz birthday bash, as he gets set for Saint Lucia’s carnival 2018.

The second artiste coming for Ménage-a-trois is Hypa 4000. The versatile and energetic performer out of St. Vincent will drop a number of his recent hits including “Take Jam.”

And thirdly, returning to Saint Lucia- where he has developed a solid fan base over the years, is Desmond Mendize aka Charly Blacks.

The Jamaican reggae and dancehall singer who has crossed over into the Latin American market and touched on soca music as well, was recently signed to Universal Music following on the success of the song “Gyal You a Party Animal”, which became popular outside Jamaica in regions including Mexico, South America, and Spain.

Charly Blacks is well known by dancehall fans for such hits as “Whine & Kotch”, “Girlfriend”, “Bike Back”, “Hoist & Wine”, “Rich this Year ” “Perfect”, “Often”, “Big Bumper,” “Party Animal”, “Right Deh Suh”, “VIP Girl” (featuring Machel Montano) and “First Time”. In fact the official video for “First Time” was filmed right here in Saint Lucia.

Coconutz Turns 3-Menage-a-Trois will also feature the best DJs around including DJ Shatta out of St. Vincent and will be hosted by St. Lucia’s very own Hollywood HP as they pump an eclectic mix of the latest hits along with the big three artistes, who will transform the venue into the biggest birthday bash this side of town.

  Coconutz Turns 3- Ménage-a-trois is a premium drinks inclusive event with limited early bird tickets starting at EC$90 and EC$350 for Ménage-a-trois packages (three tickets). Regular pre sold tickets will be EC$120 and EC$300 for Ménage-a-trois packages.

It all goes down Saturday February 24 from 9 pm until 2 am, Coconutz turns 3- Ménage-a-trois! So come celebrate and the let the party, the fun, the excitement  begin!

Sponsors include Digicel, Piton, Guinness, Strongbow, Heineken, Chairman’s Reserve and Stoli Vodka.

Tickets available now at Felly Belly and Coconutz.  

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  Photos: Charly Blacks, Hypa 4000 and Ricky T

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Proving that there are many layers and “Levels” to his talent, dancehall artiste Popcaan drops his latest song, and fans are soaking it up as the ‘unruly one’ showcases his musical prowess. Released on Friday, November 18, Popcaan pulls no punches with his new hit “Levels”, in which he schools his fellow artistes as well as his haters about being a cut above the rest. He states that he leads by example and lives the opulent lifestyle many only dreams of. Already racking up 100k views in mere hours, the “Party Shot” deejay offers up his signature killer flow and hard-hitting lyrics, going back to his origins. He utilizes this track that shoots down any potential competition as he tells them to back up and put some respect on his name because daily, he stacks millions while others scramble for change. The three-minute-long song comes out of the Unruly Entertainment camp and is co-produced with Dane Raychords. Popcaan, born Andre Sutherland, the unruly boss details how he stays booked, busy, and unbothered by haters who he added are really just undercover fans lurking on the sideline. He deejays in the song, “Haters gonna hate, me a lock d pace straight, right now the richest women waa carry me pon date. Gyal see me and a jiggle like phone a vibrate, me ting up like storm wey a cause a earthquake.” (at Kingston, Jamaica) https://www.instagram.com/p/CWfQju7Lm1H/?utm_medium=tumblr