#pls keep ‘em comin girl

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this one is so chaotic but it made me CACKLE so i hope it gives you a good laugh too 💕

LMAO thanks girl I really needed a laugh 💗

I miss goofy Jake so much! why does he look/sound his best when he’s fighting for his life that little ARGHH has me SWEATING

[briefinquiries]

Tyler Owens x Reader: No Hesitation

Request: From anonymous: “I had an idea for Tyler Owens!! I feel like Tyler would be the type of guy that if a girl came up to him and said ‘this guy is creepy, pls pretend to be my bf’ he would be like ‘hell yay’ and scare the guy away without making the girl uncomfortable?? Maybe you could do a scenario like that with reader?? Thank youuu!!! Lots of love!!”

Word count: 3.1k

Warnings: none

A/N: guys.... i'm down bad for tyler owens, pls send help (or requests so i can keep writing about him). anywayyy, enjoy!

“You comin’ T?” Boone asked as he peered into Tyler’s motel room. 

Tyler glanced up from where he sat on the edge of his creaky, double mattress and nodded. “Yeah, I just need to grab a shirt that doesn’t smell like pig shit.”

“Good luck with that,” Boone chuckled. “We haven't done laundry in almost three weeks– just about everything in my bag smells like pig shit.”  

“Maybe it’s time we popped home for a bit,” Tyler muttered as he continued digging through his bag. Finally, he pulled out an unused, plain, T-shirt that had been folded at the bottom of his duffel. “What kind of place is this, Boone?” he asked as he pulled the shirt over his head. 

“Just a bar, man. Nothin’ fancy. They got darts though, and a pool table. Which, by the way, I bet you fifty bucks I can smoke you at.”

“Boone, you don’t even have fifty bucks,” Tyler replied, shaking his head. He stood up from the bed and joined his friend in the hallway, shutting his motel room door behind him. 

“Do too,” Boone said defensively as they began walking towards the parking lot to join the rest of the team. 

“Oh you mean the fifty bucks I gave you to get the van’s oil changed last week? Which now I’m assuming you never did–” 

“An honest mistake,” Boone said, putting his hands up in surrender. “They were closed the day you gave it to me, then I’ll be honest, I forgot about it. But my point is, beat me at pool and that money is yours again.” 

“I don’t want the money to be mine again, I want the van to get an oil change.”

“Well you get your fifty bucks back and you can use it for whatever you’d like– oil change included.”

Tyler shook his head, knowing there was no use arguing with his friend. 

“What’re you two love birds arguing about now?” Lilly asked. She was perched on the hood of Tyler’s truck looking at footage she’d taken from her drone earlier in the day. 

“T’s too scared to play me in pool,” Boone answered before Tyler could. 

“Aw,” Lilly said teasingly. “Nothin’ to be scared of. We’ll still love ya, even if Boone kicks your ass.”

“Yeah, T,” Dani added from the front seat of the van. They had the door kicked open and their feet resting out the rolled down window. “There’s no shame in losin’. Only in never trying.”

“I oughta just leave the lot of you behind. Me and Dexter can take things from here. Isn’t that right, Dex?”

“Sure,” Dexter said casually. “But I’ll have you know I can also beat your ass at pool.”

“Unbelievable,” Tyler muttered to himself. “Who’s ridin’ with me?”

Lilly and Boone’s hands shot up. “Shotgun,” Boone announced. 

“You always get shotgun,” Lilly muttered as she climbed into the backseat of his truck. 

“We’ll meet you guys there,” Dani said as they pulled their feet into the van and started it up. Dexter climbed into the passenger seat and then the group of them were off. 

It took about fifteen minutes to get to the bar Boone had been going on about all day. He insisted they served the best chicken wings in all of Tulsa. Tyler would be the judge of that. 

The parking lot was relatively full– but not surprisingly so for a Saturday night. 

“If you have more than three drinks, you’re ridin’ back with Dani, you understand?” Tyler said to Boone as the five of them walked into the bar together. “I’m not havin’ you get sick in my truck for a second time.”

“Whatever you say, Dad,” Boone said sarcastically. “I’m gonna mark my territory at the pool table– let ‘em know we’re next. Grab me whatever’s on tap, will ya?”

He didn’t even wait for Tyler’s confirmation before darting off, Dani and Dexter on his tail. 

Meanwhile, Tyler and Lilly made their way to the bar to order for everyone else. “Man, he’s full of it today,” he muttered once they reached the counter. 

“Yeah, well. We’re all a little restless,” Lilly admitted. “It’s been a long few weeks without much action. Boone’s kinda like a puppy. Except instead of walks he needs adrenaline rushes and excessive fun. Tonight’ll be good for him.” 

Tyler chuckled as he turned to check where the bartender was at. Except, as soon as he did, his elbow collided with the person beside him. 

“Sorry–” he said quickly, eyes wandering down. 

His words caught in his mouth at the sight of an unfamiliar, but beautiful girl. You were gazing back up at him with equal surprise, mouth hung open slightly. 

“I’m sorry,” he repeated. 

“That’s okay,” you answered quickly. “I was standin’ too close.” 

“No other way to really do it in here it seems,” he said. 

You smiled sweetly. “I know– it’s never this busy here, even on the weekends.”

“You come here a lot?” he asked, just trying to keep the conversation going. 

“I wouldn’t say a lot, but enough. Any time I have a hankering for some wings.”

Tyler adjusted his body so that he was facing you entirely now. He was boxing Lilly out– but she’d understand. Especially after she got a look at how gorgeous you were. “You know, my buddy said they were good. I didn’t entirely believe him. But if you say so…”

“You’re gonna trust a total stranger over your buddy?” you asked teasingly. 

Tyler tilted his head to the side. “If you met my buddy, you’d understand why. You know we’re all gonna play some pool in a bit if you wanted to–”

“Hey Y/N, there you are!” Tyler heard someone say, cutting him off. He watched as your head snapped around. A man– tall with broad shoulders and black hair, was pushing through the crowd towards you. 

“I gotta go,” you said to Tyler quickly, instantly causing his shoulders to fall. “Have a good night.”

“Yeah, you too,” he grumbled. He turned back towards the bar to avoid seeing you reunite with who he supposed was probably your boyfriend. 

“Don’t sweat it, T,” Lilly said, clapping him on the back. “You’ll get the next one.”

Tyler rolled his eyes, kicking himself for letting himself get his hopes up over a stupid, two minute conversation. 

Once he and Lilly got everyone’s drinks, the pair of them made their way back towards the pool table which Boone had successfully taken over. No time was wasted before Boone was insisting the pair play. 

To Tyler’s absolute dismay– he really did suck. 

He lost three games in a row before finally calling it quits. He opted to sit at a high top table with Dexter, watching Lilly and Boone compete instead. 

Tyler was just about to throw down the last of his beer when suddenly, he felt an arm loop through his.  He turned to tell who he assumed was Dani, that they’d had way too much to drink, but before he could, a voice (that certainly didn't match Dani’s) rang out. 

“Hi baby, there you are!”  

Dexter, who was sitting across from Tyler, glanced at him surprised. 

Tyler looked to his left and locked eyes with the same girl from the bar earlier. Except now, she was gazing at Tyler desperately. Without warning and before Tyler could even react, you leaned closer to him. 

In a hurried whisper, you spoke so that only Tyler could hear. “There’s a guy over there. I keep asking him to, but he won’t leave me alone– can you just pretend to know me so that he’ll go away?”

Then, you press your lips to the side of Tyler’s cheek quickly, like it was a gesture the two of you had shared thousands of times. You continued holding on to his arm, your eyes wildly trying to communicate how terrified you clearly were, as you looked pleadingly at him to help you. 

Tyler’s face broke out into a huge grin as he, with absolutely no hesitation, took on the role of boyfriend for a complete stranger. He wiggled his arm out of your grasp and instead wound it around your waist, pulling you tightly into his side. 

You were taken aback by how secure and safe you suddenly felt. 

“I’ve been looking all over for you,” Tyler replied.  He could visibly see the look of relief that washed over your face once you realized he had decided to play along. 

Tyler tugged at your hip, indicating that he wanted you to lean in closer. You took his hint and tilted your head towards him.  

“Which guy is it?” he asked discreetly. 

“Red shirt, black hair,” you mumbled quietly. It was only then that you notice the other man sharing the table with your rescuer. You offered him an apologetic smile, hoping that he was intuitive enough to pick up on the cues you’d been dropping.  

Next you noticed the rest of his group scattered around the pool table. Initially, they were in the middle of a game when you came over, but now, their attention had shifted. You glanced at the beautiful girl with tanned skin and long, braided hair, holding a pool stick. She offered you a small, but cautious smile. You hoped it wasn’t her boyfriend you were currently draped over.  Then, there’s another guy– with messy black hair topped with an old, worn ball cap. He had a confused look on his face, but when the girl leaned over and whispered something in his ear, his eyes lit up in understanding. 

The man you were clinging to rubbed your hip bone gently with his thumb. The sensation sent sparks across the entire surface of your skin. You wondered if he even realized he was doing it.  

You’d seen him at the bar earlier and had gotten a good, gut feeling about his demeanor. He seemed genuine and kind– even though you’d only managed about a two minute conversation with him before the man who’d been following you around all night came back. It wasn’t until after you darted off that you realized you should have just explained what was going on right then and there. 

You’d realized he was handsome earlier, but this was the first time you’d gotten a good look at him up close, now that your nerves had calmed down and you felt like you were able to breathe again. You wanted to give yourself a pat on the back, because it seemed like you’d chosen the best looking man in the entire bar, if not world, to be your pretend boyfriend. He had distinct features– a strong jaw, tanned skin, and eyes so green, it made you feel like spring was blooming. His brows were furrowed into a firm line as he scoured the bar nonchalantly, looking for the man who had led you to him. You felt grateful that this complete stranger cared enough to help you out.  

“That him?” he asked, nodding in the direction he wanted you to look. 

You turned your head and watched in dismay as the creepy man from earlier approached. 

“Shit– yes.”

“I got ya, don’t worry,” he murmured gently. “Can I help you?” he asked, turning once the man was within earshot. 

He stopped in his tracks, eyes glued to you. “I was jus’ lookin’ for her,” the man said, words slurring together. 

“And what use do you have for my girlfriend?” he challenged, grip around your waist tightening. 

“Sorry man– she didn’t tell me she had a boyfriend.”

“But she did tell you to leave her alone, right?”

“Yeah, jus’ thought she was playin’ hard to get. You know how these girls can be–”

“No, I don’t actually,” Tyler said. “I think if she said leave her alone… you should probably leave her alone.”

The man put his hands up in surrender. “Easy man, I didn’t mean any harm by it. Like I said, I didn’t realize she was taken.”

“I don’t think you’re getting it–” Tyler said, standing up from his chair to face the man. You were surprised by how cold you felt without his hand around your waist. 

“You don’t get to just choose to respect her now that you know she has a boyfriend.” 

“You tryin’ to start something here, man?” The guy narrowed his beady eyes. 

“Why? You offerin?” Tyler took another step forward, anger surging in his chest faster than he anticipated.  

“Might be,” the man said, meeting Tyler halfway. The two were face to face now– things were escalating. 

But before things could get out of hand, the guy from behind the pool table hurried over. “Easy, T–” he placed a hand on his shoulder before facing the guy. “Why don’t you just back off, man? Get outta here.”

“Yeah, c’mon–” two more people from his group stepped forward. Like a small army, you thought. All stepping up to protect you– a total stranger. 

There was a brief moment where the man studied the scene before him. Then, like he realized that taking on the four people defending you was a bad idea, he backed off. 

“Whatever, she’s not worth it anyway,” he said, throwing you one, final nasty glare before turning and stalking off. 

You didn’t realize you’d been holding your breath until you saw him walk out the front door. Only when it snapped shut behind him were you able to exhale a shaky sigh.  

That guy’s been following me all night. I thought I could handle it, but then he got really mad when I wouldn’t let him give me a drink,” you said shakily. 

“What a creep,” one of them said. 

“Thank you so much–” you said, utterly relieved. Then, you introduced yourself to the table of people you’d abruptly intruded upon. 

“Don’t mention it, glad we could help. I’m Tyler.” 

The others had gathered around the table now and each introduced themselves as well. 

“You were right to trust your gut,” Dani said, offering you a reassuring nod. 

“Yeah, who knows what that creep might’ve stuck in your drink.”

You shivered at the thought. 

“Well, I guess I’m glad I crashed your table then,” you smiled, turning to Tyler. For more than one reason, you thought, taking in the sweet laughter lines around his eyes and full lips. You caught yourself staring and forcibly looked away. You weren’t even drunk, but Tyler made your head spin.  

“Anyways, I should go,” you said quickly. You had to remind yourself of the circumstances.  You’d practically mauled Tyler in front of his friends and forced him to get into a brawl in the middle of the bar. And no matter how breathtakingly attractive you found him, there was no denying the fact that this entire situation was awkward and uncomfortable. You cleared your throat. “I’m really sorry for intruding, thank you again.”  

Tyler was still entirely dumbstruck, even as you walked away. It was like his brain couldn’t keep up with whatever the hell just happened. He watched as you disappeared through the crowd of people. 

“Dude, what the hell are you doing?” Dani spoke up.  

“Huh?” Tyler turns towards them. 

“She was into you, Tyler.”

He wasn’t sure he heard them right. The bar was loud and Tyler’s mind wasn’t working properly tonight, thanks to you and whatever perfume you’d been wearing. 

Lilly nodded her head in agreement, “And if I had to guess by the drool on your chin, I’d say you were into her too.” 

Feeling a little ganged up on, Tyler just stares at his team in disbelief. “I don’t– I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Boone shook his head and chuckled as he walked back towards the pool table. “Man, I have never– in our entire ten years of friendship, seen a girl leave Tyler Owens speechless– this one might be special folks,” Boone chuckled. 

“Go after her, you dummy,” Lilly said. 

“And do what?” Tyler asked. 

Dani scoffed, “Talk to her– invite her back to the table– literally anything but let her just walk away, you idiot.”

Slightly offended, but more motivated, Tyler stood up from the table and finally took the last sip of his beer. It was warm, but he used it as a final attempt at some liquid courage, before striding off after you. The crowd of people was thick, but he was confident that no matter where you were, you’d stand out.  

Sure enough, he spotted you across the bar. You had left your glass on the counter and were currently shifting through your bag, looking for something. Tyler took a deep breath before walking over.  

He called your name, which he was proud to now know, causing you to look up from your things.  

“Tyler, hey,” you said, unable to hide the surprised smile that crept across your face.  

“So that was pretty weird, huh–” Tyler tried to swallow the lump in his throat, but all he did was realize how dry his mouth was. 

You bit your lip, “Yeah, I’m really sorry about that. I didn’t mean to make it weird– I just– I was scared. He was so creepy, and you just looked like you’d make a good fake date…” 

Oh my god, what were you saying? You were rambling, like you always did when you were nervous. You took another sip of your drink, wishing it was something stronger. 

But a smirk crept up on Tyler’s face, like he could tell you were floundering. 

“Oh yeah?” His voice was playful. “And how do you think I’d be as a real date?”

Butterflies ran rampant in your stomach as you clenched down on your jaw, trying to play it cool. But it was hard to remain casual when you were pretty sure Tyler was asking you out. 

Your voice was hitched slightly higher than normal when you responded, “I think I’d like to find out sometime.”

Tyler flashed his white teeth in a stunning smile before nodding back towards the table he’d just come from. “How about we start now? I got a hankering for some wings, what do you say I get us a plate to share?”

With no hesitation, you reached for his outstretched hand. 

“Should we eat before or after I kick your ass at pool?” you smiled sweetly. 

[drakenology]

𝐁𝐀𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓  ♡  𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐀

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : smut!, daddy kink, violence & mentions of blood, established relationship, dumbification, face slapping (politely), dirty talk, degradation, a pinch of knife play (he just cuts your panties open), exhibitionism, breeding kink, cum, fingering, swearing and size kink if you get a magnifying glass. 

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: Hey sexy bitches. This one’s for my Vice City event. I scrapped so many ideas to get here which is why I extended the due date for it.. Anyways! Enjoy, sluts. Daichi supremacy. 

He sat at the bar; tall, dark and handsome. He had this roughness to him, his hands riddled with scars and his face rocking one just above his eyebrow. He was one of your most handsome regulars. He always came in around 12 am on Friday, all blooded up and battered from god knows what. Tonight was no different. You sigh, taking in his strong arm that was now covered in bandage wrapping. You strut over to him, pulling your top up a bit to push up your breasts. 

“What can I get ya, handsome?” You ask charmingly. He looks up from his empty glass, his deep brown eyes soaking in your form. 

“Whiskey, neat.” He replied, smoky tone of voice vibrating against your ears as you bit your lip. 

“Comin’ right up” as you turn and walk away, adjusting your shorts after bending down to get his drink ready. His eyes trailed to your hips where your g-string sat snugly on those hips he often watched sway as you walked by to serve your patrons. Were you always this sexy? He never stopped looking at you as you poured him a drink, leaning over the bar to ask him something. 

“I swear every time you come in here you show up with a new injury. This is a bar, not a hospital. What the hell were you doin’?” You question, reaching a soft hand up to his brow as if to try and heal it with your touch. He didn’t even flinch either, almost leaning into your hand like a touch-starved puppy. You grab some napkins and wipe some blood from his leaking nose, tsk-ing at him as he sighed. He knew you’d give him shit.

“Got into this nasty scrap with some gang. One of ‘em tried robbing me.. I showed him why he shouldn’t have. His boys came after me and they caught me off guard. One of ‘em had a knife.” He admits. You flinch, looking at him in awe. What’s this guy into? 

“Be careful, Lui Kang.” You tease, sliding a glass of ice over to him from one end of the bar while you took some orders. 

Not even a few moments later, someone came up to you at the bar. This sleazy looking man with his hair gelled back so thickly it didn’t move as he craned his head to look you up and down. 

“Hey, sweetface. Get me a drink, will ya?” His voice like a natural irritant. You turn to him and take his order, your protective regular watching him closely as he sipped his drink. He hardly knew you; just some girl who worked at the sleazy bar he always finds himself licking his wounds in after a scrap. Still, you were always so nice to him; greeting him with a pretty smile, a cold drink and a conversation. He was just so used to violence, fighting for everything he has. He was grateful to have just one ray of sunshine. Vice City, nor his life had ever granted him that luxury. 

As you serve the man his drink, he takes a sip and makes this repugnant face. 

“Women. Not even good for making a man a fuckin’ decent drink.” He snaps, tossing the drink towards your direction; the glass almost hitting you. You scream as the glass shatters against the wall, your regular standing from his stool to give him a piece of his mind. 

“Fuck’s your problem, tough guy?” He spits at him, grunting when a fist suddenly meets the bridge of his nose. The thud causes you to jump, staring at the scene with wide eyes as your heart slammed against your chest. Of course you were no stranger to bar fights, but this? How could one man make violence look so tempting. You gasp as you watch him pick that grease ball up by his shirt and practically toss him out the doors of the pub. 

“Fuck off home, before I decide to kill you.” 

 He takes his seat back at the bar to find you cleaning up the mess, noticing your startled and clumsy movements from shock. 

“You okay?” He asked, concerned. You nod. As tough as you try to front to be, you were scared shitless. Though this wouldn’t be the first nor last asshole to grace your bar. 

“I can handle myself, ya know?”, putting up a front that you didn’t need his help. You were grateful. But he doesn’t have to know that.

“Sure.” He shrugged. “Remind me not to interfere, miss independent.” You stare into his deep chocolate brown eyes and lean closer to him. 

“What, am I supposed to thank you now?” You tease, taking a cherry and sticking it in your mouth. 

“It’d be nice.” He smirks, raising an eyebrow at you. You giggle, leaning over to give him an innocent kiss on the cheek as a token of gratitude. 

“Thanks.” 

After that fateful day, you and Daichi were attached at the hip. He brought you everywhere with him as if his scene was safe and tidy. Most nights consisted of dressing his wounds after watching him roughhouse at his fight club. You never minded caring for him since you know he’d do the same for you in a heartbeat. 

The life he lived, the way he made his money just to get by was terrifying and... exciting. You always came with him for his matches whenever someone had bet big money on him or if some assholes wanna settle a score. You always stood in the loud crowd as they watched, beer bottles and cigarettes littering the concrete ground. Daichi told you to always wear his name chain so that the guys knew who you belonged to, those dudes can get real handsy and Daichi would hate to have to hurt a friend. God, you were such a distraction. Daichi stared at you almost too long; dodging a swing of a knife as he took his opponent down with his bare hands. The crowd smashed more glass against any nearby surface to celebrate, the other half of the crowd booing and hissing. 

After he was declared the winner, he got his cut of the bet in cold hard cash; about a nice $200,000. Boy was he frisky after that. His big hands stayed planted right on your ass as he walked you both out and onto the streets to walk home. Your walks were always so peaceful after the boisterous and rowdy night. But tonight, Daichi wanted to claim the second part of his prize. He swiftly scooped you up in his arms, sitting you atop a car parked on the side of the steady street. He pulled his knife out from his back pocket, spreading your legs with his palm. 

“Better not make a fucking sound, baby. ‘Else everyone’s gonna hear how much of a whore you are for your daddy.” He grunts, taking the blade to cut your panties apart by the crotch from under your skirt. Your pussy was now on full display for him and quite possibly the ongoing traffic driving by. You shudder as the cold breeze hits your bare skin, looking at him with doe eyes - only making him want you more. 

“What? Don’t act like you don’t want it like this, babe.” his voice thick with lust as his thick finger reach up to pinch your nipples through your thin top. “God, look at these.” as his hands grope and squeeze the softness of your breasts. You’re moaning into the air as his lips kiss your neck feverishly, taking your top and lifting it up over your breasts. 

“You want my dick don’t you, baby?” He whispers into your ear, your thighs starting to tremble just at the low, brassy tone of his voice. You nod, your cunt fluttering as it starts to drip with slick. Your obedience has him feeling firm, the brunt side of his hard cock starting to grind against you through his jeans. You gasp, Daichi’s hands still pinching and teasing your nipples as his hips grind to make you feel good. You start moving your own hips to follow his movements, Daichi groaning as he watched you try and get yourself off. 

“Look at you humpin’ me like a little bitch in heat.” He spat, a whimper leaving your mouth as you start getting desperate. His hands stop your hips in place, his eyes seemingly dilated with a dark appearance. 

“Take it out since you want it so bad.. yeah, put it in for me. Work for it, slut.” He demands, tapping your cheek to keep your eyes focused on his. He slaps the other side of your face as he snapped his hips, this chubby cock seemingly splitting you open as you cry out. He starts off brutally, as if he weren’t railing you out in public in the middle of the night on some stranger’s car. You weren’t making the scene any more discreet with all your pathetic groans, your hands pulling at his shirt to hold onto something. Your mind became cloudy, panting and sobbing like a real whore. Daichi’s just enjoying the sight of you ruined underneath him, slapping you in the face once more to snap you back from your daydream causing you to gasp. The sting faded as his hand went to stroke the blow with his thumb, the rest of his hand lifting your chin.

“Look at me. Don’t cum until I say so, got it? I feel your greedy cunt sucking me up already.” He says, thumb pressing up against your clit just to make it harder for you to contain yourself. You feel your walls squeeze him, whimpering with every vein of this cock sliding in and out of your walls so addictively. Your hands claw at his back, drooling into his shoulder as you start trying to grind your hips to change the pace. He grunts and holds you still as he slides his thick cock in and out of you slower to tease you, smirking when you start to cry. 

“Pl-Please go faster, Da-Daddy, please, I can’t-” You whine, interrupted by a harsh slap to your outer thigh causing you to yelp.

“You can and you will. Daddy’s almost there, c’mon. You don’t want me to punish you out here, do you?” He coos, opening your mouth by squishing your cheeks together, spitting on your tongue and tapping your chin. You shake your head and try your best to take him for a little while longer, your slick oozing all over the hood of the car you were pinned to. As your eyes roll back, you feel Daichi’s cock start to throb intensely, a sign he was close. Relief was soon to come. 

“G’head and cum for daddy, baby. Want you throbbing for me, c’mon, you wanted to cum so bad.” Daichi urged, swiftly flicking your clit to help you. You cum in a flash, white lights shining behind your eyes as you scream his name. Seconds later he fills you, pumping his hot seed into your pussy before pulling out to watch it spill out onto the cold metal of the car. 

“Sloppy little whore.” He spits, taking his fingers to scoop it up and shove it inside you, pumping his fingers to secure it inside. You pant, your thighs trembling as Daichi hoists you up on his back to carry you the rest of the way home. 

Your eyes close, humming as you lean into his shoulder. A silent “I love you”. The walk was silent and safe, dozing off on Daichi’s shoulder as he trudged through the mean streets of the neighborhood you both lived in. 

[cardest]

New Orleans playlist

Hungry for some po boys? Feeling the Mardi Gras vibes for this weekend? This is the ultimate NOLA playlist, right here. Play the songs here: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL-iHPcxymC182dTlE-Gii6ZOO5ZrN1Z1T

Louisiana and New Orleans, all in the one awesome playlist. If there are songs I left out, let me know and I can add those. Or come meet me at Le Bon Temps Roulé  and we’ll listen to this NOLA playlist together with drinks.

LOUISIANA & NEW ORLEANS

001 Bob James - Take Me To The Mardi Gras 002 Earl King - Ain’t no city like New Orleans 003 John Lee Hooker - goin’ to Louisiana 004 Crowbar -  Wrath Of Time By Judgment 005 True Detective - Theme (The Handsome Family - Far From Any Road) 006 EyeHateGod - New Orleans Is The New Vietnam 007 The The Meters -  Chicken Strut 008 Paul McCartney - Live And Let Die (from Live And Let Die) 009 The Rolling Stones - Brown Sugar 010 Lucinda Williams - Crescent City 011 King Hobo -  New Or-Sa-Leans 012 Concrete Blonde - Bloodletting 013 Down - Underneath Everything 014 True Blood Theme Song (Jace Everett - Bad Things) 015 Corrosion of Conformity -  Broken Man 016 The New Orleans Jazz Vipers - I Hope Your Comin' Back To New Orleans 017 Willy DeVille - Jump City 018 Left Side - Gold In New Orleans 017 Necrophagia -  Reborn through Black Mass 018 Johnny Horton -  The Battle Of New Orleans 019 Dr John - Litanie des Saints 020 Foo Fighters - In the Clear 021 Redbone - The Witch Queen Of New Orleans 022 Jucifer - Lautrichienne 023 Danzig - It's a long way back from hell 024 Harry Connick, Jr. -  Oh, My Nola 025 The Gaturs - Gator Bait 026 Jon Bon Jovi - Queen Of New Orleans 027 Cyril Neville -  Gossip 028 Carlos Santana - Black Magic Woman 029 Gentleman June Gardner - It's Gonna Rain 030 Eddy G. Giles - Soul Feeling (Part 1) 031 Tool - Swamp Song 032 Beasts of Bourbon -  Psycho 033 Seratones - Gotta Get To Know Ya 034 Chuck Berry -  You Never Can Tell 035 Grateful Dead - Mississippi Half-Step Uptown Toodleoo 036 Pale Misery - Hope is a Mistake 037 Exhorder - Homicide 038 King James & the Special Men - Special Man Boogie 039 Chuck Carbo -  Can I Be Your Squeeze 040 Amebix - Axeman 041 Tomahawk - Captain Midnight 042 Waylon Jennings - Jambalaya 043 Heavy Lids - Deviate 044 Red Hot Chili Peppers -  Apache Rose Peacock 045 Necrophagia -  Rue Morgue Disciple 046 Johnny Cash -  Big River 047 Albert King -  Laundromat Blues 048 Meklit Feat Preservation Hall Horns - You Are My Luck 049 Le Winston Band  - En haut de la montagne 050 Dr. john - I Thought I Heard New Orleans Say 051 Down -  New Orleans is a dying whore 052 Samhain -  To Walk The Night 053 Creedence Clearwater Revival -  Green River 054 Southern Culture on the Skids -  Voodoo Cadillac 055 Bonnie, Sheila -  You Keep Me Hanging On 056 Warren Lee -  Funky Bell 057 Elf - Annie New Orleans 058 Cannonball Adderley - New Orleans Strut 059 Doug Kershaw - Louisiana Man - New Orleans Version 060 Willy deVille  - Voodoo Charm 061 The Animals -  The House of the Rising Sun 062 Porgy Jones -  The Dapp 063 Lost Bayou Ramblers - Sabine Turnaround 064 IDRIS MUHAMMAD - New Orleans 065 John Lee Hooker - Boogie Chillen No. 2 066 Hank 3 - Hillbilly Joker 067 Nine Inch Nails -  Heresy 068 Talking Heads - Swamp 069 Irma Thomas - I'd Rather Go Blind 070 Mississippi Fred McDowell -  I'm Going Down the River 071 Dee Dee Bridgewater   - Big Chief 072 Dr. John  - Creole Moon 073 Agents of Oblivion -  Slave Riot 074 Steve Vai - Voodoo Acid 075 Saviours -  Slave To The Hex 076 Kris  Kristofferson -  Casey's Last Ride 077 JJ Cale - Louisiana Women 078 Cher - Dark Lady of New Orleans 079 LE ROUX - Take A Ride On A Riverboat 080 The Melvins -  A History Of Bad Men 081 Floodgate - Through My Days Into My Nights 082 Opprobium - voices from the grave 083 Quintron & Miss Pussycat - Swamp Buggy Badass 084 Child Bite - ancestral ooze 085 Sammi Smith - The City Of New Orleans 086 The Explosions - Garden Of Four Trees 087 Bobby Boyd - straight ahead 088 Bobby Charles - Street People 089 Wall of Voodoo -  Far Side of Crazy 090 Rhiannon Giddens - Freedom Highway (feat. Bhi Bhiman) 091 Elton John - Honky Cat 092 Serge Gainsbourg - Bonnie and Clyde 093 Fats Domino - I'm Walking To New Orleans 094 Cruel Sea - Orleans Stomp 095 Down -  On March The Saints 096 Danzig -  Ju Ju Bone 097 The Neville Brothers ~ Voodoo 098 Megadeth -  The Conjuring 099 Miles Davis - Miles runs the voodoo down 100 Elvis Presley - King Creole 101 Led Zeppelin - Royal Orleans 102 The Lime Spiders -  Slave Girl 103 BIG BILL BROONZY  -'Mississippi River Blues'   104 Kreeps - Bad Voodoo 105 Dirty Dozen Brass Band -  Caravan 106 Kirk Windstein -  Dream In Motion 107 Eletric Prunes - Kyrie Eleison - Mardi Gras 108 Merle Haggard - The Legend Of Bonnie And Clyde 109 Corrosion of Conformity -  River of Stone 110 THE ADVENTURES OF HUCK FINN (MAIN TITLE) 111 Zigaboo Modeliste - Guns 112 ReBirth Brass Band - Let's Go Get 'Em 113 Inell Young -  What Do You See In Her? 114 Jimi Hendrix - If 6 as 9 (Studio Version) Easy Rider Soundtrack 115 Deep Purple -  Speed King 116 Exhorder - The Law 117 Crowbar -  The Cemetery Angels 118 A Streetcar Named Desire OST - Main Title 119 WOORMS - Take His Fucking Leg 120 steely dan - pearl of the quarter 121 Tabby Thomas - Hoodoo Party 122 Black Label Society -  Parade of the Dead 123 Dwight James & The Royals - Need Your Loving 124 Abraham Lincoln Vampire Hunter (2012) The Rampant Hunter (Soundtrack OST) 125 PanterA - The Great Southern Trendkill 126 Ween - WHO DAT? 127 Earl King - Street Parade 128 Ernie K-Doe - Here Come The Girls 129 Dejan's Olympia Brass Band ~ Mardi Gras In New Orleans 130 Body Count -  KKK Bitch 131 Goatwhore - Apocalyptic Havoc 132 C.C. Adcock - Y'all d Think She Be Good To Me (from True Blood S01E01) 133 The Meters - Fire On The Bayou 134 Dr. John - I Walk On Guilded Splinters 135 Balfa Brothers - J'ai Passe Devant ta Porte 136 Ween - Voodoo Lady 137 King Diamond -  'LOA' House 138 Creedence Clearwater Revival - Born On The Bayou 139 Dax Riggs -  See You All In Hell Or New Orleans 140 Professor Longhair - Go to the Mardi Gras 141 Dixie Witch -  Shoot The Moon 142 Ramones - The KKK Took My Baby Away 143 Fats Waller -  There's Going To Be The Devil To Pay 144 Mississippi Fred McDowell -  When the Train Comes Along with Sidney Carter & Rose Hemphill 145 Treme Song (Main Title Version) 146 Tony Joe White - Even Trolls Love Rock and Roll 147 Nine Inch Nails -  Sin 148 Exodus -  Cajun Hell 149 NEIL DIAMOND - New Orleans 150 James Brown - Call Me Super Bad 151 Jimi Hendrix -  Voodoo Child ( Slight Return ) 152 Allen Toussaint - Chokin Kind 153 Dash Rip Rock  - Meet Me at the River 154 Hawg Jaw- 4 Lo 155 Hot 8 Brass Band - Keepin It Funky 156 Hank Williams III - Rebel Within 157 Dejan's Original Olympia Brass Band - Shake It And Break It 158 Jelly Roll Morton -  Finger Buster 159 The Royal Pendletons - (Im a) Sore Loser 160 Little Bob & The Lollipops - Nobody But You 161 Gregg Allman - Floating Bridge (True Detective Soundtrack) 162 Michael Doucel with Beausoleil - Valse de Grand Meche 163 Dolly Parton - My Blue Ridge Mountain Boy 164 Othar Turner & the Afrossippi Allstars – Shimmy She Wobble 165 Jucifer - Fleur De Lis 166 Soilent Green -  Leaves Of Three 167 Ides Of Gemini -  Queen of New Orleans 168 Betty Harris -  Trouble with My Lover 169 Lead Belly - Pick A Bale Of Cotton 170 Candyman Opening Theme 171 Goatwhore - When Steel and Bone Meet 172 Acid Bath - Bleed Me An Ocean 173 Pere Ubu - Louisiana Train Wreck 174 Walter -Wolfman- Washington - You Can Stay But the Noise Must Go 175 Alice in Chains -  Hate To Feel 176 Body Count -  Voodoo 177 Live and Let Die - Jazz Funeral 178 Smoky Babe -  Cotton Field Blues 179 Professor Longhair - Big Chief Part 2 180 Lewis Boogie - Walk the Line 181 James Black - Theres a Storm in the Gulf 182 The Balfa Brothers - Parlez Nous A Boire 183 The Jambalaya Cajun Band - Bayou Teche Two Step 184 The Deacons -  Fagged Out 185 Thou - The Changeling Prince 186 Black Sabbath -  Voodoo 187 King Diamond -  Louisiana Darkness 188 Doyle -  Cemeterysexxx 189 KINGDOM OF SORROW - Grieve a Lifetime 190 Hank Williams III - Louisiana Stripes 191 FORMING THE VOID - On We Sail 192 BUCK BILOXI AND THE FUCKS - fuck you 193 Down in New Orleans - The Princess and the Frog Soundtrack 194 Trombone Shorty & James Andrews  - oh Poo Pah Doo 195 Whitesnake -  Ain't No Love In The Heart Of The City 196 The Dirty Dozen Brass band - Voodoo 197 Joe Simon - The Chokin' Kind 198 Down -  Ghosts along the Mississippi 199 AEROSMITH  - Voodoo Medicine Man 200 Nine Inch Nails -  The Perfect Drug 201 The Byrds - [Sanctuary III] Ballad Of Easy Rider 202 The Iguauas - Boom Boom Boom 203 PJ Harvey - Down By The Water 204 Louis Armstrong - Do You Know What It Means To Miss New Orleans 205 Dr John - Right Place Wrong Time 206 ESTHER ROSE - handyman 207 Lightnin Slim - It's Mighty Crazy 208 Slim Harpo - Blues Hangover 209 Irma Thomas - Ruler Of My Heart 210 WEATHER WARLOCK - Fukk the Plan-0 211 Superjoint Ritual - The Alcoholik (Use Once And Destroy) 212 Stressball - dust 213 Trampoline Team - Kill You On The Streetcar 214 Xander Harris - Where’s your Villain? 215 Dukes of Dixieland - When The Saints Go Marching In 216 Kid Congo & The Pink Monkey Birds - Su Su 217 Danzig - I'm the one 218 EyeHatteGod - Pigs 219 Hank Williams Jr - Amos Moses 220 The Cramps - Alligator Stomp 221 Crowbar - The Serpent Only Lies 222 Shrüm - drip 223 Thou  - The Only Law 224 DR. JOHN - Babylon   225 Garth Brooks - Callin' Baton Rouge 226 Wild Magnolias - All On A Mardi Gras Day 227 NCIS New Orleans TV Show theme 228 Skull Duggery - Big Easy 229 Harry Connick Jr. - City beaneath the sea 230 Elvis Presley - Dixieland Rock 231 Tom Waits - I Wish I Was In New Orleans (In The Ninth Ward) 232 Neil Young - Everybody's Rockin 233 Philip H. Anselmo & The Illegals - Delinquent 234 CORROSION OF CONFORMITY - Wolf Named Crow 235 Widespread Panic - Fishwater 236 Lillian Boutté - Why Don't You Go Down to New Orleans 237 Bryan Ferry - Limbo 238 Scream - Mardi Gras 239 EyeHateGod - Shoplift 240 Better Than Ezra - good 241 Duke Ellington - Perdido (1960 Version) 242 Bob Dylan - Rambling, Gambling Willie 243 Big Bad Voodoo Daddy - sAve my soul 244 Le Roux - So Fired Up 245 Concrete Blonde - The Vampire song 246 Boozoo Chavis - Zydeco Mardi Gras 247 Idris Muhammad  - Piece of mind 248 Les Hooper - Back in Blue Orleans 249 Doug Kershaw - Cajun stripper 250 DOWN  - Witchtripper 251 Soilent Green - So hatred 252 Professional Longhair - Big chief 253 Willie Nelson - City Of New Orleans 254 Tom Waits - Whistlin' Past The Graveyard 255 Brian Fallon - sleepwalkers 256 Patsy - Count It On Down 257 Into the Moat - The Siege Of Orleans 258 Bruce Cockburn - Down To The Delta 259 Jello Biafra · the Raunch and Soul All-Stars - Fannie Mae 260 Exhorder - Asunder 261 Cane Hill - Too Far Gone 262 The Slackers - peculiar 263 Crowbar  - A Breed Apart   264 COC - Wiseblood 265 Necrophagia - Embalmed Yet I Breathe 266 EYEHATEGOD - Fake What's Yours 333 Alan Vega - Bye Bye Bayou 666 DOWN  - Stone the crow

I don’t beads by the way! Hit play here: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL-iHPcxymC182dTlE-Gii6ZOO5ZrN1Z1T

[basilhearsanoise]

Guardian Angels - Chapter 1

A Memory Formed, Then All but Wiped Away

Dean Winchester was born on a cold January morning in 1979, when the sun had not yet risen. He wouldn’t hear his name for a few years after that, though. You see, when Mary, Dean’s mother, found out she was pregnant, her husband John said, “We should name the kid after your folks. Always talk about how you miss ‘em. Be a good way to keep ‘em alive,” and Mary liked that idea very much.

So when the doctors told them they were going to have a baby girl - because doctors like to play god in these situations almost as much as God does - Mary knew that she would name the child after her mother. Deanna was a beautiful name, after all. It was only a few hours after they got home from that visit, however, that their two sons burst in from over 30 years in the future, and brought the preamble to the apocalypse with them. One of whom, they’ve seen before - as a hunter on a case, as a car enthusiast. As a man. Who says to her, “It’s kind of hard to believe. I’m your son.”

Mary doesn’t get to remember her son’s face for very long, because angels are meddlesome creatures and time travel doesn’t usually rest easy on the human psyche. But she finds herself thinking of the strange hunter who was there that night with the yellow-eyed demon. He’d really been trouble, but he’d tried so hard to help. Her memory of him became more sentimental, somehow, without her even really noticing the change. She wonders if that hunter was some kind of spirit, a ghost sent to warn her about that night. The night she tries to not ever think about, but yet, always comes crawling back to the front of her mind. It all seems to have so much - so much meaning, something more that she can’t quite put her finger on. Suddenly, she feels a cosmic presence in her life, and she knows, deep down, it’s because of her baby.

“I’m tellin’ you, this kid is gonna be somebody,” she says to John as she dotes over their newborn. “Isn’t that right?” She coos. “That’s right! You’ve got angels watching over you!”

—

“No. Dean,” Dean corrects his mother, chocolate melting in his tiny three-year-old hands. It’s all over his face. Some of it’s in his hair, too, like tar stuck to a bail of hay. His voice is garbled, a toddler unable to properly enunciate to save his life, but still, alarmingly clear and concise.

Mary, exhausted, at her wit’s end, holds the dress out to him for the millionth time. “Deanna, pl—“

“No!” Dean is more hurt, now, and the tantrum is well on its way. “I won’t! I don’ like it!” The rest is mostly unintelligible screaming. Smearing his chocolate all over the dress, he turns and runs, crying.

John tries to pick him up and cradle him but he kicks and yells and punches. They have to have a talk about violence after that, that it’s not nice to hit and scream. It’s the first and last conversation on the topic Dean will ever get from his parents.

Not long after that, the preschool calls, says Dean has “caused a scene in class.” They tried to separate the boys and girls for a game, and he went with the boys. When they tried to stop him, he threw a fit and had to be excused for the rest of the day. And then the next day, and the next, and the next.

Mary and John are at a loss. Their son is insisting he is their son, but like any parent, they are having trouble believing it. Mary thinks about the hunter from that night more and more now. What did he say his name was again? There was something so familiar about all of this, almost like Mary was back on an old hunting case. But no, she gave that up…she couldn’t call any of her contacts and see if they know anything about her kid…could she?

…Ring, ring.

“Hello Mary,” Missouri answers, the grin already apparent in her voice.

No matter how many times she did that, it always freaked Mary out, just a little. But at least you knew she was the real deal as soon as she picked up the phone.

“Hi Missouri, it’s good to speak to you.”

“Mm. I don’t think it is. At least, the subject matter doesn’t seem like it will be good.” Missouri twiddles the phone cable around her finger. “John’s not going to like it. You’ll warm up to it though. I’ll be over soon.”

Click.

Laughing, but mostly out of shock, Mary puts down the receiver. After all this time, you’d think she’d stop being surprised by how good Missouri is. But that level of psychic ability is uncanny enough to throw anyone through a loop. Better make sure John would be gone that afternoon. She was not ready to explain this to him.

When Missouri walks in, she throws her arms around Mary warmly. “Now,” she asks, looking around. “It’s been so long since I’ve seen you Mary, I haven’t even met your boy. Go and fetch him, I want to meet him before we get down to whatever nasty business you called about.”

Mary pulls the sides of her mouth back in a gesture that could only be interpreted as: yikes.

“Missouri, I…I don’t quite know how to say this, but our…” The words feel strange in her mouth, but what’s really strange is that…she thought they’d feel stranger. “….my son…is what I called about.”

Missouri raises an eyebrow.

“Is there something wrong with him? I haven’t sensed any evil presences in the house.”

Mary still doesn’t quite know what to say, stutters a little.

Perplexed, but intrigued, Missouri says, “Well go and get him. I’ll see for myself.”

With a shrug, Mary goes to the kitchen. “Honey…put down your toys, Mommy wants you to meet a friend.”

Dean waddles into the living room, still clutching his favorite toy car. He clings to his mother’s skirt, but waves at Missouri, who looks him up and down from his dirty shoes to the top of his baggy overalls.

“What have you got there?” She asks.

“Vroom!” Dean answers, showing her how the car shoots forward when you wind the wheels back on the floor.

Missouri laughs heartily in agreement. “Yes, sweetheart. What a lovely toy. It’s nice to meet you, Dean.”

His little eyes shimmer up at her, his face slowly peeling into a wide, wide grin. He giggles and keeps playing with his car.

Mary stares at Missouri in disbelief, opens her mouth to speak, but can’t find words. She slowly sits down on the couch. Dean follows his car back into the kitchen and can be heard vrooming about the house. For a moment that’s all the noise there is, until Mary can finally gather herself enough to say, “Missouri, I…I don’t understand.”

Missouri walks over and sits next to her, gently takes her hand. “Mary, you know that there are things in this world that are not easy to understand at first, but that doesn’t make them any less real.”

“Well, yes,” Mary replies, flustered, afraid. “Ghosts, ghouls…but you’re not saying he’s a monster, are you?”

Missouri’s expression darkens a little. “The world will surely tell you he is one. But nothing could be further from the truth. People like Dean have always existed, just like people like me have always existed. It’s perfectly natural. Most people just don’t believe we’re real.”

Mary is still completely at a loss. Missouri squeezes her hand. “Your son is transgender, Mary,” she continues gently. “I can see into his soul and see that he’s a little boy, just like any other, except he’s in a world that can’t see him the way I can.”

It’s as if someone took a needle and jabbed it into Mary’s brain. Flashes of Dean’s adult face begin to swim through her mind.

“I’m your son.”

Could these memories be real or was she going mad? It was all so overwhelming. She throws her arms around Missouri and begins to sob. Missouri can sense that something in her mind has opened up, that had been locked tight, and it unnerves her to think what could have turned the key. She holds her dear friend close until she can recover enough to catch her breath.

“What do I do?” Mary whimpers, looking towards the kitchen, towards Dean.

“You love him,” Missouri replies. “You respect him.”

“H-…how?”

“Well…” Missouri tries her best to be matter-of-fact. “First you have to talk to John and get him on board.” Mary’s eyes roll a little. Getting John to change his mind about anything was going to be a hassle. “Then…you call the school. Tell them to call him by the right name. Tell your friends to call him by the right name…not much else to it, darling.”

“But…what happens when…he grows up? How will…”

“I have some friends who might be able to help you,” Missouri says warmly. “But you can cross that bridge when you come to it. It’s all about doing what’s necessary now, and simply listening is the most important thing when children are young. Follow his lead, honey. He knows what he needs.”

Dean runs into the living room again. “Mommy, sammich?” He beams.

Mary can’t help but laugh as she wipes away her tears. Dean notices and instantly hugs her knees. “Don’t cry, mommy,” he pleads. “I love you.”

“I love you too…Dean,” Mary shakily replies, rustling his hair the way she always does.

Dean looks up, his face somehow happier than before. He reaches up to her in the way all toddlers do when they want to be held, and she scoops him up into her arms. Missouri smiles at the sight.

“You want a sandwich?” Mary asks her, still processing, but trying to inject some humor into the situation now.

“That sounds lovely,” Missouri answers. “I think I’ll have mine with the crusts cut off, too. That’s your favorite, isn’t it, Dean?”

“Yes!” Dean gurgles happily as Mary places him at the kitchen table.

“Alright, three sandwiches, hold the crust, comin’ right up,” Mary laughs. Later, she knew things were going to get messy. But for now, they could all sit down and enjoy a nice snack.

[vanchlo]

PLS DO ALL CUDDLY ASKS FOR MY PARENTS HECKY

IM LAUGHING SO HARD I LOVE YOU SO MUCH THANK YOUUUUUU THIS IS AWESOME LETS GOOOOOOOOOOO- WAIT LEMME GO TURN ON MY HECKY PLAYLIST FOR THIS

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I’m answering these questions from the POV’s from the main characters in my lawyer!harry story, The Assistant! I’ll just, um, answer some of these from an future alternate universe where Becks and Harry are together ;) if you know what I mean.

*KINDA???? CONTAINS SOME SPOILERS BELOW??????*

1. In the morning, who is more likely to trap the other in bed by cuddling them?

- I am most definitely the one who traps the other in bed with cuddles, because Harry is always “up and at ‘em” right away in the morning. That’s probably because he’s been waking up at the ass crack of dawn for well, forever and is so used to it, when I’m not. I’m not a big morning person, so I like to lay in bed as long as I can, and extra cuddles makes it even better. I may or may not make Harry crabby weekly by making us late to work with some morning cuddles. When we wake up, he’ll give in “for a quick cuddle” he calls it, but it always turns into like a fifteen minute one, hehehehe. Every once in a while Harry will do it, though, and it makes me melt every time. - Becks

- Oh, Becks, fo’ sure. She’s always draggin’ tha mornin’ on by wrestlin’ me t’ have some cuddles with her befo’ we leave. Often- too often, it makes us late fer work, but lookin’ back on it, I really wouldn’t have it any otha way. I get upset with her sumtimes ‘bout it coz ‘m tryna be a betta boss at the firm, but I do love ‘em mo’ than I let on. - Harry

2. How do each of you ask for a hug or cuddles?

- Um, I guess I just outright ask for it, or sometimes I don’t ask and just do it. I used to ask for either of them more, but I don’t much anymore, unless the situation warrants it, like if Harry is crabby or busy with something. When I’m upset about something and need one, I never ask. - Becks

- I reckon I don’t really ask fo’ eitha, and neitha does Becks. Ratha, we both jus’ take what we want, and when we want it. Sumtimes we may ask tha otha, if they’re inna bad mood or sumthin’. Actually, I s’pose sumtimes we ask tha otha silently with a look on our face, holdin’ our arms out fer tha otha like I do fer her, or jus’ givin’ tha otha a hug or cuddle when we know tha otha needs it. - Harry

3. Do you ever just casually lay on each other? Whether it be flopping down in each other’s laps or leaning your heads on each other’s shoulders.

- This one made me laugh. Yeah, I’d say this happens a lot when one of us is sitting on a sofa or in bed, and I’m often the one who will fall onto his lap. There may have been a few times, at the beginning, that I missed and nailed his balls. I felt so bad, but luckily I’ve gotten better at it, and I don’t give him a near heart attack when I fall onto his lap anymore. Otherwise, it happens a lot when we’re watching tv together, and if we’re working together on one of our sofas at the firm. Don’t even get me started on how much I love the “heads on each other’s shoulders” thing and how he always does it. Ugh. - Becks

- Becks ‘s defo’ mo’ guilty o’ this than I am. I dunno what it ‘s, but she loves t’ do this. So much so, that ‘ve developed a habit o’ coverin’ me balls when I see her comin’. She fo’gets it, but she likes t’ sprawl out and lay her head on me lap when we’re watchin’ sumthin’. This girl has a bad thing ‘bout havin’ her hair played with, and she often does it befo’ bed, and she’s out like a light within minutes o’ me startin’. I think tha layin’ on eachotha’s laps ‘s defo’ a given if eitha o’ us ‘s havin’ a bad day. We do tha head on shoulders thing often when we’re workin’ next t’ each otha, or while watchin’ telly. From tha beginnin’ we’ve had this thing ‘bout always touchin’, think it makes tha both o’ us feel safe. - Harry

4. Who’s the big spoon and who’s the little spoon? Do you ever switch?

- Harry has a good half of a foot on me, so he’s always the big spoon! Wait, I am the big spoon sometimes, but really only when he’s upset. It doesn’t happen often, just then or when we wake up and his back is to me. He’s really good at being the big spoon, though, so it works out well. - Becks

- ‘m ninety percent o’ tha time tha big spoon, and Becks ‘s tha li’l spoon. She only comes past me shouldas a li’l bit, so tha position o’ big spoon was given t’ me at tha beginnin’. I reckon she does steal it from me time t’ time when she’s feelin’ brave, or when I need t’ be tha li’l spoon if ‘m sad. I like bein’ tha big spoon in tha mornin’ wakin’ her up, and sumtimes she gets tha same idea. - Harry

5. Can you describe how you usually cuddle?

- Hmmmmm. It’s usually when we’re watching something, or if we’re in one of our offices at work and we’re working on something next to each other. I guess it typically looks something like having my head on his shoulder and his arm around me. Then again, sometimes it may be simple as intertwining our legs and having our bodies touching, like if we’re typing away on our laptops next to each other. One of our heads will wander to the other’s shoulder, and or we’ll play a little footsie. If it gets more cuddly than that, it’s arms around the other spooning under some blankets, it may look like lying down with my head on his chest and arms around each other, or as simple as facing each other with our arms around the other and my face often in his chest or neck. - Becks

- I reckon it depends where we’re at and what we’re doin’. If we’re at tha firm workin’ t’getha, which we often are, and we’re sat next t’ each otha, then we might be playin’ footsie or jus’ be sittin’ right beside tha otha. If ‘s at home, a head may be on tha otha’s shoulda, ya’d be a winna if ya bet her head ‘s on my lap and my hand in her hair, a good spoonin’ cuddle, or like I said she’s bundled up in me lap with her head ‘gainst me chest and my arms surroundin’ her. - Harry

6. How touchy-feely are you with each other in public?

- It depends. If we’re at work, it looks different if we’re in one of our offices or not. If we’re not in our offices, say for a team meeting, at the courts arguing a case, or just talking to coworkers, we very rarely touch each other. We keep it professional at work and act like colleagues and or mentor and mentee. That’s what works best for us, and our team at Harry’s firm. But if it’s somewhere else, like the shops or a restaurant, we like to hold hands, hug, have Harry’s arm around me, and a kiss or two; keep it tame. All of that happens at the firm too, just behind closed doors where it’s just us. - Becks

- Again, it depends on tha place. If we’re at tha firm in eitha o’ our offices, anythin’ goes. If we’re outside o’ our offices for whateva reason, we’re colleagues first, and so we don’t touch save fer tha occasional hug maybe. All touchin’ ‘s defo’ off-limits at tha courts when we’re tryin’ a case, due t’ tha utmost importance o’ professionalism there. A pat on tha back may happen, but that’s as far as it goes. Tha team at tha firm ‘s great and doesn’t mind us datin’, but work ‘s work. If we’re sumwhere else in public anythin’ ‘s fine, but we don’t get very crazy save fer a kiss or hug.

7. Do either of you fall asleep often when cuddling? Who does it more?

- Oh, yes. I’m so guilty of this. I do this all of the time! Harry teases me about it, but there’s always been something so calming about being in his arms, and when there’s a sofa or bed involved, I’m almost guaranteed to fall asleep. It’s pretty much how I fall asleep every night, I’m so spoiled. - Becks

- Becks, e’ry bloody time. I love it, tho’, and find it so damn cute. ‘s tha way she falls asleep almost e’ry night. ‘s tha playin’ with her hair thing, I swear. She’s a spoiled brat gettin’ her hair played with e’ry night, but that’s ‘kay, coz ‘d hate not gettin’ t’ cuddle her t’ sleep e’ry night. When I happen t’ be away on a case that she can’t come with me fer, I always sleep terrible without her there cuddlin’ me t’ sleep. I may do it now and then, but ‘s mostly a Becks thing. - Harry

8. Are you the kind of couple to hold each other when one of you is scared, stressed, or sad? If not, how do you reassure each other?

- Yes, definitely! I think that’s been our thing from the very beginning, and I love it that way. We both communicate a lot through touch, and need it from the other, so that speaks to it. I’ve always had this thing where if I’m feeling any of those emotions badly enough that the sure fix is a hug from Harry, because they can fix anything. It’s more of a me thing than him, I’d say. We use words of affirmation and the like a lot for reassuring the other, we both need that, too. - Becks

- Fook ya, we are. ‘s jus’ always been that way. We’ve always been huggers with each otha, even in tha beginnin’ when she hadn’t made me into a softie, yet. We both crave it and need it from tha otha when we’re upset, and it always makes it betta. Othawise, I reckon talkin’ t’ eachotha when touch isn’t feasible ‘s a big thing we use fer reassurance as well, or acts o’ kindness, so t’ speak. - Harry

9. When you’re in bed at night, do you fall asleep in each other’s arms or keep your distance?

- Good question, I can’t always tell because I fall asleep once Harry starts playing with my hair. I think it’s mostly in the other’s arms, but sometimes we’re apart and we’re fine with that. Sometimes, one of us gets home late from work or from a night out, and we may or may not find our way into the other’s arms. I know there are some times when I just don’t want to cuddle, and other times when I won’t take no for an answer, hehe. - Becks

- Mostly in tha otha’s arms, coz duh, Becks ‘s spoiled. No, ‘m only kiddin’, a li’l. Like many o’ these questions, it depends. If ‘m workin’ late, she’s at Skye’s late, or jus’ one o’ us falls asleep early which doesn’t happen often, we don’t always wake tha otha t’ cuddle. I usually can’t pry her off me afta lullin’ her t’ sleep playin’ with her hair- No, ‘m kiddin’ ‘gain. I love fallin’ asleep with her in my arms, or usually with her head on me chest, and ‘m so happy that I get t’ fall asleep most nights with my arms ‘round her where she’s cuddled up t’ me. ‘d waited fer it too bloody long all those years. - Harry

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just some lyrics for your inspirational theonsa needs

(forreal forreal, feel free to use for fics, gifsets, edits, WHATEVER. pls tag me if you do! i just… need it.)

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there’s something tragic, but almost pure

think I could love you, but i’m not sure

there’s something wholesome, there’s something sweet

tucked in your eyes that i’d love to meet

-‘broken,’ lovelytheband

~

i put my selfish ways in boxes

and shipped ‘em back to where they came

will never let it get close to bein’ toxic

and i promise i’ll never walk away

opposites attract and we’re the livin' proof of this

but i keep on comin’ back like a magnet

-‘love her,’ the jonas brothers

~

i thank the oceans for giving me you

you saved me once and now i’ll save you too

-‘hesitate,’ the jonas brothers

~

darlin’, please, don’tstart to cry

‘cause girl you know i’ve got to go (oh)

and lord i wish it wasn’t so

save tonight and fight the break of dawn

come tomorrow, tomorrow i’ll be gone

-‘save tonight,’ eagle-eye cherry

~

and when the night is through,

i’ll still be falling for you

-‘white noise,’ coasts

~

it’s the freedom of falling, it’s the way that you smile

it’s just a flicker of something that’s saying goodbye

it’s the thought of tomorrow and the hope it would bring

-‘let go,’ dean lewis

~

spacing in and out of your dresses, i wanna be found by you

found by you

get me a drink, i get drunk off one sip, just so i can adore you

i want the entire street out of town just so i can be alone with you

…i’m known as a right-hand slugger

anybody else wanna touch my lover?

-‘adore,’ dean lewis

~

i’d rather be sad with you

than anywhere away from you

-‘wake me,’ bleachers

~

i didn’t know i was lonely ‘til i saw your face

i didn’t know i was broken ‘til I wanted to change

-‘i wanna get better,’ bleachers

~

i found you all alone

i came to warm your bones

there were twenty million tears in your hands

you found me in the dark

you came to heal my scars

…i shelter you, you guide me

i lose myself, you find me

-‘rescue,’ james bay

~

so bury me and lock me in

i’ll find a way to rise again

i’ll break away to find you where you are

don’t give up even when i’m gone

don’t give up

from the grave i’ll crawl

through the pouring rain

for you, i would pay the cost

to be in your arms again

-‘from the grave,’ james arthur

~

i’ve got time, i’ve got love

got confidence you’ll rise above

give me a minute to hold my girl

-‘hold my girl,’ george ezra

~

i know a girl who’s never tried to settle down

she wears her loneliness like a crown

but when she smiles all the kings will bow down, down, down

and i know a boy who’s broken every vow he’s made

who’s spoken every coward’s phrase

but he can listen like a rainy day and drown it out

-‘kids again,’ artist vs poet

~

i wish that i was good enough

if only i could wake you up

my love, my love, my love, my love

won’t you stay a while?

…tell me more, tell me something i don’t know

could we come close to having it all?

-‘hold me while you wait,’ lewis capaldi

~

think about what you believe in now

am i someone you cannot live without?

-‘call you mine,’ the chainsmokers + bebe rexha

but i know, a love like this will end in tragedy…

it hurts like hell to love this well

but no one falls the way we fell

-‘only the lonely survive,’ marianas trench

~

if i was waiting, i was waiting for just one little spark

you are the brightest i’ve seen

you are the best side of me

and just for when we’re apart

i’ve got a piece of your heart

-‘piece of your heart,’ mayday parade

~

staring at the lipstick stain on your second glass of wine

i told you since i bought it, i suppose your lips are mine

but you didn’t laugh, brought up the past

said ‘i’ve been hurt before,

just about enough to know that i can’t take it no more’

-‘heart on the floor,’ the summer set

~

you’re saying the words that i want you to say

there’s a pain in my heart and it won’t go away

now i know i’m falling in deep

‘cause i need you here with me

-‘here with me,’ marshmello

~

nobody’s even lookin’ me in my eyes

then you take my hand

finish my drink, say, ‘shall we dance?’

hell yeah

you know i love you, did i ever tell you?

you make it better like that

-‘i don’t care,’ ed sheeran + justin bieber

~

*listen i didn’t link the songs bc i got tired, pls forgive my muppet monkey lazy ass

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SICKO MODE (Skrillex Remix)

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SICKO MODE (Skrillex Remix)

[Drake:] Astro, yeah Sun is down, freezin’ cold That’s how we already know, winter’s here My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt That’s just all he know, he don’t know nothin’ else I tried to show ’em, yeah I tried to show ’em, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Goin’ on you with the pick and roll Young La Flame, he in sicko mode

[Travis Scott & The Notorious B.I.G.:] Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose Yeah, Jump Out boys, that’s Nike boys, hoppin’ out coupes This shit way too big when we pull up give me the loot (Gimme the loot!) Was off the Remy, had a Papoose Had to hit my old town to duck the news Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves Now it’s-it’s 4 AM and I’m back up poppin’ with the crew I just landed in, Chase B mix this pop like Jamba Juice Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin’ fruits And they chokin’, man, know the crackers wish it was a noose

[Big Hawk & Swae Lee:] Some-Some-Someone said To win the retreat, we all in too deep Pl-Pl-Playin’ for keeps, don’t play us for weak (Someone said) To win the retreat, we all in too deep Pl-Pl-Playin’ for keeps, don’t play us for weak

[Travis Scott & Uncle Luke:] Yeah, this-this shit way too formal, y’all know I don’t follow suit Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain’t got a clue All of these hoes I made off records I produced I might take all my exes and put ’em all in a group (yeah) Hit my eses, I need the bootch (yeah) ‘Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo (its lit) Told her, “Hop in, you comin’ too” In the 305, bitches treat me like I’m Uncle Luke (Don’t stop, pop that pussy!) Had to slop the top off, it’s just a roof, uh (Don’t stop, pop that pussy!) She said, “Where we goin’?” I said, “The moon” (Don’t stop, pop that pussy!) We ain’t even make it to the room She thought it was the ocean, it’s just the pool Now I got her open, it’s just the Goose Who put this shit together? I’m the glue

[Drake, Uncle Luke & Swae Lee:] D-d-d-don’t stop Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance Someone said Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance Someone said

[Drake & Travis Scott:] She’s in love with who I am Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (Yeah) Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands I did half a Xan, 13 hours ’til I land Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah Like a light, ayy, yeah

Like a light, ayy Slept through the flight, ayy Knocked for the night, ayy, 767, man This shit got double bedroom, man I still got scores to settle, man I crept down the block (Down the block) Made a right (Yeah) Cut the lights (Yeah), paid the price (Yeah) Niggas think it’s sweet (Nah, never), it’s on sight (Yeah, what?) Nothin’ nice (Yeah), baguettes in my ice (Aw, man) Jesus Christ (Yeah), checks over stripes (Yeah) That’s what I like (Yeah), that’s what we like (Yeah) Lost my respect, you not a threat When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I’m Sheck (Bitch!) See the shots that I took (Ayy), wet like I’m Book (Ayy) Wet like I’m Lizzie I be spinnin’ Valley, circle blocks ’til I’m dizzy (Yeah, what?) Like where is he? (Yeah, what?) No one seen him (Yeah, yeah) I’m tryna clean ’em (Yeah)

She’s in love with who I am Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands (Woo!) I did half a Xan, 13 hours ’til I land Had me out like a light (Like a light) Like a light (Like a light) Like a light (Like a light) Like a light

[Travis Scott:] Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly Sendin’ texts, ain’t sendin’ kites, yeah He said, “Keep that on lock” I say, “You know this shit, it’s stife,” yeah It’s absolute, yeah (Yeah), I’m back, reboot (It’s lit!) LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt) We back on the road, they jumpin’ off, no parachute, yeah Shawty in the back She said she workin’ on her glutes, yeah (Oh my God) Ain’t by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah ‘Bout a check, yeah, (Check) just check the foots, yeah Pass this to my daughter, I’ma show her what it took (Yeah) Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook Yeah

Who is Travis Scott

Jacques Webster, with stage name Travis Scott, is an American rapper and producer. Houston, Texas, have an agreement with T.I. Grand Hustle Records. In close collaboration with Kanye West, Scott took part in several songs on the 2012 album GOOD Music Cruel Summer.

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Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake Lyrics

https://wp.me/p9OdGl-1yd?utm_source=SocialAutoPoster&utm_medium=Social&utm_campaign=Tumblr&wpwautoposter=1546436473 Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake Lyrics - https://wp.me/p9OdGl-1yd?utm_source=SocialAutoPoster&utm_medium=Social&utm_campaign=Tumblr&wpwautoposter=1546436473 [Part I] [Intro: Drake] Astro, yeah Sun is down, freezin' cold That's how we already know, winter's here My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else I tried to show 'em, yeah I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Goin' on you with the pick and roll Young La Flame, he in sicko mode [Part II] Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake Video “Sicko Mode” refers to Travis and Drake’s work ethic, showing they’re a cut above the competition by going into “sicko” or “beast” mode. “Sicko,” or “6icko” (the 6 referring to Drake’s hometown Toronto), is a term derived from Drake’s vernacular. It refers to his friends, brought to the limelight by Golden State Warriors All-Star Kevin Durant, when he tweeted his reaction to Drake’s 2015 diss track, “Charged Up.” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ONRf7h3Mdk Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake [Verse 1: Travis Scott & The Notorious B.I.G.] Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hoppin' out coupes This shit way too big when we pull up give me the loot (Gimme the loot!) Was off the Remy, had a Papoose Had to hit my old town to duck the news Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves Now it's 4 AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew I just landed in, Chase B mix this pop like Jamba Juice Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin' fruits And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was a noose [Bridge: Big Hawk & Swae Lee] Sisko Video Scene Some-Some-Some-Someone saidTo win the retreat, we all in too deepPl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (Someone said)To win the retreat, we all in too deepPl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak [Verse 2: Travis Scott & Uncle Luke] Yeah, this shit way too formal, y'all know I don’t follow suit Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue All of these hoes I made off records I produced I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group Hit my eses, I need the bootch 'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo Told her, "Hop in, you comin' too" In the 305, bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke (Don't stop, pop that pussy!) Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof, uh She said, "Where we goin'?" I said, "The moon" We ain't even make it to the room She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool Now I got her open, it's just the Goose Who put this shit together? I'm the glue Cardi B ‘Still Has a Lot of Love’ for Offset After Split, But ‘They Are Done’ [Bridge: Travis Scott, Big Hawk, & Swae Lee] Someone said Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue Someone said Pl-Playin' for keeps Someone said, motherfucker—someone said Don't play us for weak [Part III] [Intro: Travis Scott, Drake & Lil Juice] Yeah! Astro, yeah, yeah Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up! Ayy, ayy [Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott] She's in love with who I am Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (Yeah) Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah Like a light, ayy, yeah Download Mp3: Diamond Platnumz ft. Lava Lava & Mbosso – Jibebe [Verse 3: Drake & Travis Scott] Like a light, ayy, slept through the flight, ayy Knocked for the night, ayy 767, man, this shit got double bedroom, man I still got scores to settle, man I crept down the block (Down the block) Made a right (Yeah, right) Cut the lights (Yeah, what?), paid the price (Yeah) Niggas think it's sweet (Nah, never), it's on sight (Yeah, what?) Nothin' nice (Yeah), baguettes in my ice (Aw, man) Jesus Christ (Yeah), checks over stripes (Yeah) That's what I like (Yeah), that's what we like (Yeah) Lost my respect, you not a threat When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I'm Sheck (Bitch!) See the shots that I took (Ayy), wet like I'm Book (Ayy) Wet like I'm Lizzie I be spinnin' Valley, circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (Yeah, what?) Like where is he? (Yeah, what?) No one seen him (Yeah, yeah) I'm tryna clean 'em (Yeah) Diddy and Ex-Girlfriend Cassie Reunite After Kim Porter’s Death [Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott] She's in love with who I am Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands (Woo!) I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land Had me out like a light (Like a light) Like a light (Like a light) Like a light (Like a light) Like a light [Verse 4: Travis Scott] Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah He said, "Keep that on lock" I say, "You know this shit, it's stife," yeah It's absolute, yeah (Yeah), I'm back, reboot (It's lit!) LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt) We back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah Shawty in the back She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (Oh my God) Ain't by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah 'Bout a check, yeah, (Check) just check the foots, yeah Pass this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took (Yeah) Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook Yeah

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Astro, yeah 

Sun is down, freezin' cold 

That's how we already know, winter's here 

My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt 

That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else 

I tried to show 'em, yeah 

I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah 

Yeah, yeah, yeah 

Gone on you with the pick and roll 

Young La Flame, he in sicko mode.

Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth 

At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose 

Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hoppin' out coupes 

This shit way too big when we pull up give me the loot 

(Gimme the loot!) 

Was off the Remy, had a Papoose 

Had to hit my old town to duck the news 

Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves 

Now it's 4 AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew 

I just landed in, Chase B mix this pop like Jamba Juice 

Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin' fruits 

And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was a noose.

Some—some—some, someone said 

To win the retreat, we all in too deep 

Pl—pl—playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (someone said) 

To win the retreat, we all in too deep 

Pl—pl—playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak.

Yeah, this shit way too formal, y'all know I don’t follow suit 

Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue 

All of these hoes I made off records I produced 

I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group 

Hit my esés, I need the bootch 

'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo 

Told her "hop in, you comin' too" 

In the 305, bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke 

(Don't stop, pop that pussy!) 

Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof, uh 

She said "where we goin'?" I said "the moon" 

We ain't even make it to the room 

She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool 

Now I got her open, it's just the Goose 

Who put this shit together? I'm the glue (someone said) 

Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue.

Someone said 

Pl—playin' for keeps 

Someone said, motherfucker—someone said 

Don't play us for weak.

Yeah 

Astro, yeah, yeah 

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up 

Ay, ay.

She's in love with who I am 

Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance 

Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands 

I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land 

Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah, like a light, ayy, yeah.

Like a light, ayy 

Slept through the flight, ayy 

Knocked for the night, ayy, 767, man 

This shit got double bedroom, man 

I still got scores to settle, man 

I crept down the block 

Made a right 

Cut the lights, paid the price 

Niggas think it's sweet, it's on sight 

Nothin' nice, baguettes in my ice 

Jesus Christ, checks over stripes 

That's what I like, that's what we like 

Lost my respect, you not a threat 

When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I'm Sheck 

See the shots that I took, wet like I'm Book 

Wet like I'm Lizzie 

I be spinnin' Valley, circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy 

Like where is he? 

No one seen him 

I'm tryna clean 'em.

She's in love with who I am 

Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance 

Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands 

I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land 

Had me out like a light 

Like a light 

Like a light 

Like a light.

Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly 

Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah 

He said "keep that on lock" 

I say "you know this shit, it's stife", yeah 

It's absolute, yeah I'm back, reboot 

LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah 

[knight-gwaine]

i keep talkin bout you bc youre my only real way of measuring my progress. you were the best and worst. yesterday or honestly whenever, i made posts along the lines of some shit like you suck ass, which ya do, but if you got your life together we could be friends or sum. but i mean. that’s a concept. what i’m realising is that every day, i’m getting further away from you. and that is a GOD DAMN BLESSING. i say all these nice things but thats for the fake fun and great version of you that exists in my head as just a comforting thought when i feel like thinking about love. but damn, i keep forgetting until i really think about it that, i literally am so fucking happy to be away. i am so happy we never have to be friends again and talk and shit. because you /seem/ cool, especially when we barely talk but if i had to actually deal with you. id rather punch myself in the god damn face. also wow it sucks that id still be down for your dick bc you be lookin like a god damn mess like eww??? i barely /actually/ see you and then when i do i realise oh yeah this b for real aint shit. like i wonder what he is actually getting done w his life. and okay, any progress is great. like if you on your own are trying. great. thats fantastic like im proud of you. everyobe works at their own pace. but in terms of me being friends w you. nah b, you lame as fuck. i aint got time for that. i have been meeting waaayy too many incredible peoole this year and have done waaay to many incredible things to be settlin for someone like you. idk dude. i see you. i hear things about you. i see the shit you do and say and i know you cant judge someone really unless you really get to know em or whatever but sometimes peoples social media and their friends can say a looooottt about them. a lot. and i do not. ever. wanna. fuck. w. you. HEEELLL NOOO.

as much as i wish for myself to never speak of you again and all that. i dont think thats going to happen for a long time. three years is a long time. even if this one seems to have lasted forever, three years is longer. and thinking back on all of it helps me realise how much ive progressed. and how much i keep progressing every day. i literally can only remember one. one. bad day. through this whole year. only one. maybe two? i remember one bad moment? but ive only ever had one bad day.

it is such a feeling. to finally. be free. all my emotions are controlled by me. i never feel depressed and alone on a cloudy quiet sunday. i never feel dreary when its pouring rain out. i never feel affected by the mundane weather. because i have done so much and i honestly will never stop. because what is the point in not trying to have fun and live your best life every moment of your life? fr that one song by anderson paak, i aint never comin down. i spent too much time bein scared and believing i was incapable and antisocial and no one likes me or whatever. but how do people get rid of their fears? you go out and face it. i feel like i can do almost anything now, im not gonna lie. like, if i really want to. because thats genuinely all it takes. if you WANT to do something, you will find a way to do it. so you will succeed. if you WANT to, even if theres everything stopping you, you find a way around it. once you realise that, nothing fucking stops you. i say this same old stuff over and over again but it just took me so long to learn and you hear about it but you never believe it. i still am amazed every day by how my life is now.

i have met some of the most phenomenal and successful people this year. i never would’ve thought first of all that they would even like me or want to talk to me but you would be damn well surprised by people’s kindness. growing up sheltered and being called annoying, dumb, and all other things, you end up believeing no one will like you its just automatic. this year, got to become friends with my favourite people that i always wanted to hang out with. i got to befriend amazing artists and photographers that are huge in my town. everyone who meets me automatically wants to be my friend. even strangers?? random people that sit next to me in class. doing leads you to meet people. and meeting people leads you to doing. its a fantastic cycle if you think about it. life is never boring. i appreciate all the small little things in my life so much more now. everything. if you arent happy with your life, find a way to make yourself happy. you arent stuck unless you give up and stop trying to change yourself. these. are the reasons why i wouldnt want you back in my life. my life is too phenomenal now. my life is too fantastic for you to be in you wouldnt fit. plus, i think im way too positive for you now. and i unapologetically love myself and every aspect of who i am now and i am constantly working on bettering me that i feel like itd just be too much? id be obnoxious to you i feel like?? and youd be boring. you would be boring. i like your interests. i love hearing what you have to say about music and movies and weird random facts but. i also dont trust you to be a good person. after all that you did too, nah. i dont need that negativity. it would be outrageous for me to believe we are connected in anyway. i hope. i mean this in all honesty with my whole being. i hope youre happy w your girl or whateva bc i want you outta mine. she better be takin fuckin care of your dumbass though i stg. i dont care when my boys get w other girls as long as i know their taken care of. vasya when he got w chelsea? immediately got over my crush for him and was happy af bc she was better than me. max, if he gets w anyone aside from cheyenne i will beat his ass. that b better fuckin be pushing you to strive for the best. she better be pushin you to realise your worth and what youre capable of and pushin you to try new things because LIFE IS TOO FUN TO NOT GO OUT AND HAVE FUN. COOK SHIT TOGETHER. GO HIKE. GO DANCE. DO SHIT. GROW UP. THINK SMART.

i fr dont know what the point of this post is im really out here just writin whatever comes to mind. bc one day i’m gonna go back through all my personal posts and ill remember how my life was rn and ill be like damn. that shit was sick as fuck. life was lit as fuck. tbh i think i was just really shook by that photo of you. ive been writing gay shit bout you for a while and then i saw that and i was like OH FUCK ABORT MISSION THAT B UGLY AS HELL AND HAS NO LIFE BACK OUT BACK OUT and now im here. straight shook. yeah. i dont want you in my life. my life is way better without you. i really am an unstoppable force right now. school is a motherfuckin one. friends are fucking precious and successful amazing wholesome human beings that are also out here doin the motherfuckin most im so proud i love all my friends we are all such successful people with amazing futures ahead of us god im so proud im 😭😭😭 we really out here chasin our dreams n shit. aND SUCCEEDIN. and money situation is L I T. ya baby’s got a fine ass mercedes w the best dad in the world getting me AUTOSTART for this cold winter???? ya baby be workin out and doin yoga everyday, abs comin in HOT. ya gurl developin as an artist with her dream school hittin her the FUCK up for her portfolio?? i am a for real artist now but i refuse to realise my big stuff. only sketches for now, dear world. the public eye doesnt need to see me as an artist yet. no. because they always will bc its always me. but no. i gotta act chill. this isnt the artist years of your life yet. you aint settled down yet no. now is time for fun, life, school, that grind 😤😤, and ecology. BE THAT SICK ASS SCIENTIST BITCH. BE SMART AS FUCK AND SAVE THE EARTH.

2017 got three more months left. i already know that im gonna have the funnest fucking time. fam is leavin for xmas and my sister’s moving out?? ff got house parties like wild?? EVERY MONTH??? northern lights are comin out??? you dont have to wake up early for school so you can go chase them??? A N D YOU HAVE A BUNCHA FRIENDS NOW TO GO WITH??? AND WINTER IS COMING SO THERES GONNA BE MORE EVENTS INSIDE TO GO TO??? AND MEET PEOPLE?? AND YA GETTIN MORE HIGHER PAYING JOBS WITH HELLA TIPS??? YES. i said i was gonna make 2017 my bitch. boy the fuck did i and i am gonna end it with a muthafuckin bang.

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Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake Lyrics

https://wp.me/p9OdGl-1yd?utm_source=SocialAutoPoster&utm_medium=Social&utm_campaign=Tumblr&wpwautoposter=1546202508 Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake Lyrics - https://wp.me/p9OdGl-1yd?utm_source=SocialAutoPoster&utm_medium=Social&utm_campaign=Tumblr&wpwautoposter=1546202508 [Part I] [Intro: Drake] Astro, yeah Sun is down, freezin' cold That's how we already know, winter's here My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else I tried to show 'em, yeah I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Goin' on you with the pick and roll Young La Flame, he in sicko mode [Part II] Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake Video “Sicko Mode” refers to Travis and Drake’s work ethic, showing they’re a cut above the competition by going into “sicko” or “beast” mode. “Sicko,” or “6icko” (the 6 referring to Drake’s hometown Toronto), is a term derived from Drake’s vernacular. It refers to his friends, brought to the limelight by Golden State Warriors All-Star Kevin Durant, when he tweeted his reaction to Drake’s 2015 diss track, “Charged Up.” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ONRf7h3Mdk Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake [Verse 1: Travis Scott & The Notorious B.I.G.] Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hoppin' out coupes This shit way too big when we pull up give me the loot (Gimme the loot!) Was off the Remy, had a Papoose Had to hit my old town to duck the news Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves Now it's 4 AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew I just landed in, Chase B mix this pop like Jamba Juice Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin' fruits And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was a noose [Bridge: Big Hawk & Swae Lee] Sisko Video Scene Some-Some-Some-Someone saidTo win the retreat, we all in too deepPl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (Someone said)To win the retreat, we all in too deepPl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak [Verse 2: Travis Scott & Uncle Luke] Yeah, this shit way too formal, y'all know I don’t follow suit Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue All of these hoes I made off records I produced I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group Hit my eses, I need the bootch 'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo Told her, "Hop in, you comin' too" In the 305, bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke (Don't stop, pop that pussy!) Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof, uh She said, "Where we goin'?" I said, "The moon" We ain't even make it to the room She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool Now I got her open, it's just the Goose Who put this shit together? I'm the glue Cardi B ‘Still Has a Lot of Love’ for Offset After Split, But ‘They Are Done’ [Bridge: Travis Scott, Big Hawk, & Swae Lee] Someone said Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue Someone said Pl-Playin' for keeps Someone said, motherfucker—someone said Don't play us for weak [Part III] [Intro: Travis Scott, Drake & Lil Juice] Yeah! Astro, yeah, yeah Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up! Ayy, ayy [Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott] She's in love with who I am Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (Yeah) Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah Like a light, ayy, yeah Download Mp3: Diamond Platnumz ft. Lava Lava & Mbosso – Jibebe [Verse 3: Drake & Travis Scott] Like a light, ayy, slept through the flight, ayy Knocked for the night, ayy 767, man, this shit got double bedroom, man I still got scores to settle, man I crept down the block (Down the block) Made a right (Yeah, right) Cut the lights (Yeah, what?), paid the price (Yeah) Niggas think it's sweet (Nah, never), it's on sight (Yeah, what?) Nothin' nice (Yeah), baguettes in my ice (Aw, man) Jesus Christ (Yeah), checks over stripes (Yeah) That's what I like (Yeah), that's what we like (Yeah) Lost my respect, you not a threat When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I'm Sheck (Bitch!) See the shots that I took (Ayy), wet like I'm Book (Ayy) Wet like I'm Lizzie I be spinnin' Valley, circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (Yeah, what?) Like where is he? (Yeah, what?) No one seen him (Yeah, yeah) I'm tryna clean 'em (Yeah) Diddy and Ex-Girlfriend Cassie Reunite After Kim Porter’s Death [Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott] She's in love with who I am Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands (Woo!) I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land Had me out like a light (Like a light) Like a light (Like a light) Like a light (Like a light) Like a light [Verse 4: Travis Scott] Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah He said, "Keep that on lock" I say, "You know this shit, it's stife," yeah It's absolute, yeah (Yeah), I'm back, reboot (It's lit!) LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt) We back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah Shawty in the back She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (Oh my God) Ain't by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah 'Bout a check, yeah, (Check) just check the foots, yeah Pass this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took (Yeah) Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook Yeah

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Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake Lyrics

https://wp.me/p9OdGl-1yd?utm_source=SocialAutoPoster&utm_medium=Social&utm_campaign=Tumblr&wpwautoposter=1545338064 Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake Lyrics - https://wp.me/p9OdGl-1yd?utm_source=SocialAutoPoster&utm_medium=Social&utm_campaign=Tumblr&wpwautoposter=1545338064 [Part I] [Intro: Drake] Astro, yeah Sun is down, freezin' cold That's how we already know, winter's here My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else I tried to show 'em, yeah I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Goin' on you with the pick and roll Young La Flame, he in sicko mode [Part II] Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake Video “Sicko Mode” refers to Travis and Drake’s work ethic, showing they’re a cut above the competition by going into “sicko” or “beast” mode. “Sicko,” or “6icko” (the 6 referring to Drake’s hometown Toronto), is a term derived from Drake’s vernacular. It refers to his friends, brought to the limelight by Golden State Warriors All-Star Kevin Durant, when he tweeted his reaction to Drake’s 2015 diss track, “Charged Up.” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ONRf7h3Mdk Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake [Verse 1: Travis Scott & The Notorious B.I.G.] Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hoppin' out coupes This shit way too big when we pull up give me the loot (Gimme the loot!) Was off the Remy, had a Papoose Had to hit my old town to duck the news Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves Now it's 4 AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew I just landed in, Chase B mix this pop like Jamba Juice Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin' fruits And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was a noose [Bridge: Big Hawk & Swae Lee] Sisko Video Scene Some-Some-Some-Someone saidTo win the retreat, we all in too deepPl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (Someone said)To win the retreat, we all in too deepPl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak [Verse 2: Travis Scott & Uncle Luke] Yeah, this shit way too formal, y'all know I don’t follow suit Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue All of these hoes I made off records I produced I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group Hit my eses, I need the bootch 'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo Told her, "Hop in, you comin' too" In the 305, bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke (Don't stop, pop that pussy!) Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof, uh She said, "Where we goin'?" I said, "The moon" We ain't even make it to the room She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool Now I got her open, it's just the Goose Who put this shit together? I'm the glue Cardi B ‘Still Has a Lot of Love’ for Offset After Split, But ‘They Are Done’ [Bridge: Travis Scott, Big Hawk, & Swae Lee] Someone said Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue Someone said Pl-Playin' for keeps Someone said, motherfucker—someone said Don't play us for weak [Part III] [Intro: Travis Scott, Drake & Lil Juice] Yeah! Astro, yeah, yeah Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up! Ayy, ayy [Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott] She's in love with who I am Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (Yeah) Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah Like a light, ayy, yeah Download Mp3: Diamond Platnumz ft. Lava Lava & Mbosso – Jibebe [Verse 3: Drake & Travis Scott] Like a light, ayy, slept through the flight, ayy Knocked for the night, ayy 767, man, this shit got double bedroom, man I still got scores to settle, man I crept down the block (Down the block) Made a right (Yeah, right) Cut the lights (Yeah, what?), paid the price (Yeah) Niggas think it's sweet (Nah, never), it's on sight (Yeah, what?) Nothin' nice (Yeah), baguettes in my ice (Aw, man) Jesus Christ (Yeah), checks over stripes (Yeah) That's what I like (Yeah), that's what we like (Yeah) Lost my respect, you not a threat When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I'm Sheck (Bitch!) See the shots that I took (Ayy), wet like I'm Book (Ayy) Wet like I'm Lizzie I be spinnin' Valley, circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (Yeah, what?) Like where is he? (Yeah, what?) No one seen him (Yeah, yeah) I'm tryna clean 'em (Yeah) Diddy and Ex-Girlfriend Cassie Reunite After Kim Porter’s Death [Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott] She's in love with who I am Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands (Woo!) I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land Had me out like a light (Like a light) Like a light (Like a light) Like a light (Like a light) Like a light [Verse 4: Travis Scott] Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah He said, "Keep that on lock" I say, "You know this shit, it's stife," yeah It's absolute, yeah (Yeah), I'm back, reboot (It's lit!) LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt) We back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah Shawty in the back She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (Oh my God) Ain't by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah 'Bout a check, yeah, (Check) just check the foots, yeah Pass this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took (Yeah) Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook Yeah

[demomediaempire]

Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake Lyrics

https://wp.me/p9OdGl-1yd?utm_source=SocialAutoPoster&utm_medium=Social&utm_campaign=Tumblr&wpwautoposter=1545176060 Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake Lyrics - https://wp.me/p9OdGl-1yd?utm_source=SocialAutoPoster&utm_medium=Social&utm_campaign=Tumblr&wpwautoposter=1545176060 [Part I] [Intro: Drake] Astro, yeah Sun is down, freezin' cold That's how we already know, winter's here My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else I tried to show 'em, yeah I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Goin' on you with the pick and roll Young La Flame, he in sicko mode [Part II] Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake Video “Sicko Mode” refers to Travis and Drake’s work ethic, showing they’re a cut above the competition by going into “sicko” or “beast” mode. “Sicko,” or “6icko” (the 6 referring to Drake’s hometown Toronto), is a term derived from Drake’s vernacular. It refers to his friends, brought to the limelight by Golden State Warriors All-Star Kevin Durant, when he tweeted his reaction to Drake’s 2015 diss track, “Charged Up.” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ONRf7h3Mdk Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake [Verse 1: Travis Scott & The Notorious B.I.G.] Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hoppin' out coupes This shit way too big when we pull up give me the loot (Gimme the loot!) Was off the Remy, had a Papoose Had to hit my old town to duck the news Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves Now it's 4 AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew I just landed in, Chase B mix this pop like Jamba Juice Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin' fruits And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was a noose [Bridge: Big Hawk & Swae Lee] Sisko Video Scene Some-Some-Some-Someone saidTo win the retreat, we all in too deepPl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (Someone said)To win the retreat, we all in too deepPl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak [Verse 2: Travis Scott & Uncle Luke] Yeah, this shit way too formal, y'all know I don’t follow suit Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue All of these hoes I made off records I produced I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group Hit my eses, I need the bootch 'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo Told her, "Hop in, you comin' too" In the 305, bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke (Don't stop, pop that pussy!) Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof, uh She said, "Where we goin'?" I said, "The moon" We ain't even make it to the room She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool Now I got her open, it's just the Goose Who put this shit together? I'm the glue Cardi B ‘Still Has a Lot of Love’ for Offset After Split, But ‘They Are Done’ [Bridge: Travis Scott, Big Hawk, & Swae Lee] Someone said Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue Someone said Pl-Playin' for keeps Someone said, motherfucker—someone said Don't play us for weak [Part III] [Intro: Travis Scott, Drake & Lil Juice] Yeah! Astro, yeah, yeah Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up! Ayy, ayy [Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott] She's in love with who I am Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (Yeah) Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah Like a light, ayy, yeah Download Mp3: Diamond Platnumz ft. Lava Lava & Mbosso – Jibebe [Verse 3: Drake & Travis Scott] Like a light, ayy, slept through the flight, ayy Knocked for the night, ayy 767, man, this shit got double bedroom, man I still got scores to settle, man I crept down the block (Down the block) Made a right (Yeah, right) Cut the lights (Yeah, what?), paid the price (Yeah) Niggas think it's sweet (Nah, never), it's on sight (Yeah, what?) Nothin' nice (Yeah), baguettes in my ice (Aw, man) Jesus Christ (Yeah), checks over stripes (Yeah) That's what I like (Yeah), that's what we like (Yeah) Lost my respect, you not a threat When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I'm Sheck (Bitch!) See the shots that I took (Ayy), wet like I'm Book (Ayy) Wet like I'm Lizzie I be spinnin' Valley, circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (Yeah, what?) Like where is he? (Yeah, what?) No one seen him (Yeah, yeah) I'm tryna clean 'em (Yeah) Diddy and Ex-Girlfriend Cassie Reunite After Kim Porter’s Death [Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott] She's in love with who I am Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands (Woo!) I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land Had me out like a light (Like a light) Like a light (Like a light) Like a light (Like a light) Like a light [Verse 4: Travis Scott] Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah He said, "Keep that on lock" I say, "You know this shit, it's stife," yeah It's absolute, yeah (Yeah), I'm back, reboot (It's lit!) LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt) We back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah Shawty in the back She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (Oh my God) Ain't by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah 'Bout a check, yeah, (Check) just check the foots, yeah Pass this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took (Yeah) Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook Yeah

[demomediaempire]

Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake Lyrics

https://wp.me/p9OdGl-1yd?utm_source=SocialAutoPoster&utm_medium=Social&utm_campaign=Tumblr&wpwautoposter=1545068009 Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake Lyrics - https://wp.me/p9OdGl-1yd?utm_source=SocialAutoPoster&utm_medium=Social&utm_campaign=Tumblr&wpwautoposter=1545068009 [Part I] [Intro: Drake] Astro, yeah Sun is down, freezin' cold That's how we already know, winter's here My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else I tried to show 'em, yeah I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Goin' on you with the pick and roll Young La Flame, he in sicko mode [Part II] Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake Video “Sicko Mode” refers to Travis and Drake’s work ethic, showing they’re a cut above the competition by going into “sicko” or “beast” mode. “Sicko,” or “6icko” (the 6 referring to Drake’s hometown Toronto), is a term derived from Drake’s vernacular. It refers to his friends, brought to the limelight by Golden State Warriors All-Star Kevin Durant, when he tweeted his reaction to Drake’s 2015 diss track, “Charged Up.” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ONRf7h3Mdk Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake [Verse 1: Travis Scott & The Notorious B.I.G.] Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hoppin' out coupes This shit way too big when we pull up give me the loot (Gimme the loot!) Was off the Remy, had a Papoose Had to hit my old town to duck the news Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves Now it's 4 AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew I just landed in, Chase B mix this pop like Jamba Juice Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin' fruits And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was a noose [Bridge: Big Hawk & Swae Lee] Sisko Video Scene Some-Some-Some-Someone saidTo win the retreat, we all in too deepPl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (Someone said)To win the retreat, we all in too deepPl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak [Verse 2: Travis Scott & Uncle Luke] Yeah, this shit way too formal, y'all know I don’t follow suit Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue All of these hoes I made off records I produced I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group Hit my eses, I need the bootch 'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo Told her, "Hop in, you comin' too" In the 305, bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke (Don't stop, pop that pussy!) Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof, uh She said, "Where we goin'?" I said, "The moon" We ain't even make it to the room She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool Now I got her open, it's just the Goose Who put this shit together? I'm the glue Cardi B ‘Still Has a Lot of Love’ for Offset After Split, But ‘They Are Done’ [Bridge: Travis Scott, Big Hawk, & Swae Lee] Someone said Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue Someone said Pl-Playin' for keeps Someone said, motherfucker—someone said Don't play us for weak [Part III] [Intro: Travis Scott, Drake & Lil Juice] Yeah! Astro, yeah, yeah Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up! Ayy, ayy [Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott] She's in love with who I am Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (Yeah) Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah Like a light, ayy, yeah Download Mp3: Diamond Platnumz ft. Lava Lava & Mbosso – Jibebe [Verse 3: Drake & Travis Scott] Like a light, ayy, slept through the flight, ayy Knocked for the night, ayy 767, man, this shit got double bedroom, man I still got scores to settle, man I crept down the block (Down the block) Made a right (Yeah, right) Cut the lights (Yeah, what?), paid the price (Yeah) Niggas think it's sweet (Nah, never), it's on sight (Yeah, what?) Nothin' nice (Yeah), baguettes in my ice (Aw, man) Jesus Christ (Yeah), checks over stripes (Yeah) That's what I like (Yeah), that's what we like (Yeah) Lost my respect, you not a threat When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I'm Sheck (Bitch!) See the shots that I took (Ayy), wet like I'm Book (Ayy) Wet like I'm Lizzie I be spinnin' Valley, circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (Yeah, what?) Like where is he? (Yeah, what?) No one seen him (Yeah, yeah) I'm tryna clean 'em (Yeah) Diddy and Ex-Girlfriend Cassie Reunite After Kim Porter’s Death [Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott] She's in love with who I am Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands (Woo!) I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land Had me out like a light (Like a light) Like a light (Like a light) Like a light (Like a light) Like a light [Verse 4: Travis Scott] Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah He said, "Keep that on lock" I say, "You know this shit, it's stife," yeah It's absolute, yeah (Yeah), I'm back, reboot (It's lit!) LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt) We back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah Shawty in the back She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (Oh my God) Ain't by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah 'Bout a check, yeah, (Check) just check the foots, yeah Pass this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took (Yeah) Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook Yeah

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Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake Lyrics

https://wp.me/p9OdGl-1yd?utm_source=SocialAutoPoster&utm_medium=Social&utm_campaign=Tumblr&wpwautoposter=1544906040 Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake Lyrics - https://wp.me/p9OdGl-1yd?utm_source=SocialAutoPoster&utm_medium=Social&utm_campaign=Tumblr&wpwautoposter=1544906040 [Part I] [Intro: Drake] Astro, yeah Sun is down, freezin' cold That's how we already know, winter's here My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else I tried to show 'em, yeah I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Goin' on you with the pick and roll Young La Flame, he in sicko mode [Part II] Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake Video “Sicko Mode” refers to Travis and Drake’s work ethic, showing they’re a cut above the competition by going into “sicko” or “beast” mode. “Sicko,” or “6icko” (the 6 referring to Drake’s hometown Toronto), is a term derived from Drake’s vernacular. It refers to his friends, brought to the limelight by Golden State Warriors All-Star Kevin Durant, when he tweeted his reaction to Drake’s 2015 diss track, “Charged Up.” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ONRf7h3Mdk Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake [Verse 1: Travis Scott & The Notorious B.I.G.] Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hoppin' out coupes This shit way too big when we pull up give me the loot (Gimme the loot!) Was off the Remy, had a Papoose Had to hit my old town to duck the news Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves Now it's 4 AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew I just landed in, Chase B mix this pop like Jamba Juice Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin' fruits And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was a noose [Bridge: Big Hawk & Swae Lee] Sisko Video Scene Some-Some-Some-Someone saidTo win the retreat, we all in too deepPl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (Someone said)To win the retreat, we all in too deepPl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak [Verse 2: Travis Scott & Uncle Luke] Yeah, this shit way too formal, y'all know I don’t follow suit Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue All of these hoes I made off records I produced I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group Hit my eses, I need the bootch 'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo Told her, "Hop in, you comin' too" In the 305, bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke (Don't stop, pop that pussy!) Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof, uh She said, "Where we goin'?" I said, "The moon" We ain't even make it to the room She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool Now I got her open, it's just the Goose Who put this shit together? I'm the glue Cardi B ‘Still Has a Lot of Love’ for Offset After Split, But ‘They Are Done’ [Bridge: Travis Scott, Big Hawk, & Swae Lee] Someone said Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue Someone said Pl-Playin' for keeps Someone said, motherfucker—someone said Don't play us for weak [Part III] [Intro: Travis Scott, Drake & Lil Juice] Yeah! Astro, yeah, yeah Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up! Ayy, ayy [Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott] She's in love with who I am Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (Yeah) Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah Like a light, ayy, yeah Download Mp3: Diamond Platnumz ft. Lava Lava & Mbosso – Jibebe [Verse 3: Drake & Travis Scott] Like a light, ayy, slept through the flight, ayy Knocked for the night, ayy 767, man, this shit got double bedroom, man I still got scores to settle, man I crept down the block (Down the block) Made a right (Yeah, right) Cut the lights (Yeah, what?), paid the price (Yeah) Niggas think it's sweet (Nah, never), it's on sight (Yeah, what?) Nothin' nice (Yeah), baguettes in my ice (Aw, man) Jesus Christ (Yeah), checks over stripes (Yeah) That's what I like (Yeah), that's what we like (Yeah) Lost my respect, you not a threat When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I'm Sheck (Bitch!) See the shots that I took (Ayy), wet like I'm Book (Ayy) Wet like I'm Lizzie I be spinnin' Valley, circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (Yeah, what?) Like where is he? (Yeah, what?) No one seen him (Yeah, yeah) I'm tryna clean 'em (Yeah) Diddy and Ex-Girlfriend Cassie Reunite After Kim Porter’s Death [Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott] She's in love with who I am Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands (Woo!) I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land Had me out like a light (Like a light) Like a light (Like a light) Like a light (Like a light) Like a light [Verse 4: Travis Scott] Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah He said, "Keep that on lock" I say, "You know this shit, it's stife," yeah It's absolute, yeah (Yeah), I'm back, reboot (It's lit!) LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt) We back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah Shawty in the back She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (Oh my God) Ain't by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah 'Bout a check, yeah, (Check) just check the foots, yeah Pass this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took (Yeah) Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook Yeah