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joyflameball · 5 days

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I'm sorry but September 8th was a thousand times more insane than November 5th. Yeah it was insane that Destiel went canon during the fucking presidential election, and I would never ignore the great joy it gave us in the Destiel World News meme, but it will not compare TO:

About a year earlier, people made many jokes about how Queen Elizabeth was probably dead. People were waiting on her death. I don't have many receipts for this but I remember it well.

Reigen Mobpsycho100 was in several polls on Twitter, none of which he had the qualifications for, all of which he fucking won. He won Twink Supreme. He won internet sex symbol. He won a dilf-off. He was winning a milf-off. He was in a poll for hottest anime women. He was in a babygirl competition. He was unstoppable.

Reigen sweeping the competition (the origin of "[blank] sweep" becoming such a popular phrase onthe internet, i think) was especially funny to Mob Psycho fans, since there was apparently an arc in the anime where Reigen got cancelled on Twitter.

The next poll he was in was the Tumblr Sexyman Showdown, where he effortlessly swept the competition, before in the finale, going against Sans Undertale.

For 24 hours, things were tense. People watched the votes tick up and down. Things were extremely close- Sans was winning one minute, Reigen the next. People were drawing dramatic art. People were drawing art of the two kissing. People were drawing art of them fighting.

That same day, Daniel Howell of Dan And Phil fame, who had released four videos in the past four years, released a video called "Dan And Phil Finally Tell The Truth"

The poll had two hundred THOUSAND fucking votes. I cannot express how insane the atmosphere was. I do not have a Twitter account, so I was refreshing the fucking #reigensweep tag like my life depended on it, reblogging so much art, so many calls to vote. Every time the votes tipped in Sans's favor I yelled. It was fucking insane.

And then, early in the morning of September 8th, anniversary of a really gay Steven Universe episode, SANS UNDERTALE WON THE FUCKING TUMBLR SEXYMAN COMPETITION BY ONE VOTE

SANS UNDERTALE, THE DEFINITION OF TUMBLR SEXYMAN, A SKELETON PEOPLE HAD GONE NUTS OVER IN 2015, THE POSTERCHILD FOR SELFCEST

WON THE TUMBLR SEXYMAN COMPETITION

BY ONE

VOTE

Let me tell you Tumblr was EXPLODING. There were memes galore. People drew more art. Reigen getting his ass kicked. Sans and Reigen kissing. Sans and motherfucking Komaeda. The resolution was so dramatic and hilarious it was suffocating.

And then TOBY FOX, CREATOR OF UNDERTALE, WELL KNOWN to be a reclusive motherfucker, WROTE FANFICTION OF THE FUCKING POLL

OMOCAT, CREATOR OF VERY GOOD GAME OMORI, RESPONDED TO IT WITH "Toby..."

This same day, Sega announced Sonic Frontiers. You can guess this did not make things calmer.

Oh, did I mention it was Out Of Touch Thursday this September 8th? I should mention that!

And then. Well. We started getting reports about the queen's health. I cannot personally report on this part, because I was fucking asleep. But after a year of silence on the queen's health, ONLY TO GET THIS, WHEN TUMBLR WAS ALREADY HOPPED UP ON TUMBLR SEXYMAN POLL ENERGY.

And then TRISHA PAYTAS, ONE OF YOUTUBE'S MOST CONTROVERSIAL, STARTED GOING INTO LABOR

HARRY STYLES APPARENTLY SPAT ON CHRIS PINE?????

People were rabid. They were waiting on any news of the queen's health. BBC was suspending all regular programming after "news of the queen's health." Tumblr was posting Not Yet Ferb and that one image of Tighten from Megamind when he said the line "There is no Easter bunny, there is no tooth fairy, and there is no queen of England" with the last line cut off.

AND THEN THE QUEEN OF ENGLAND FUCKING DIED

BUT DON'T THINK THAT WAS THE END OF IT BECAUSE MINUTES AFTER HER DEATH TRISHA PAYTAS GAVE BIRTH AND NAMED HER DAUGHTER ELIZABETH

THERE WAS A DOUBLE RAINBOW OVER BUCKINGHAM PALACE

PEOPLE JOKED ABOUT SANS KILLING HER

PEOPLE POSTED THE MEGAMIND IMAGE ENNE MASSE

IRELAND ESPECIALLY WAS IN ABSOLUTE CELEBRATION

CRAB RAVE WAS EVERYWHERE

THE BIG BANG THEORY WAS THE ONLY CHANNEL ON

There were very serious discussions on the effects the queen's colonialism had had on the world, on how her death deserved to be celebrated due to all the pain she had caused, giving a shoutout to all the people she had colonized, talking about the effects this would have on the poor as England would spend more money on her funeral than on doing anything to fix poverty and

YOU COULD NOT GO A FEW FEET WITHOUT FINDING CRABS

THE ONION POSTED A HILARIOUS ARTICLE

I LEARNED THERE WAS A CONSPIRACY THEORY ABOUT JUNGKOOK BEING THE REINCARNATION OF PRINCESS DIANA

PEOPLE SAID PRINCESS DIANA WOULD BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF LIZZY

TUMBLR WAS BETTING ON CHARLES BEING NEXT

CHRISTOPHER ECCLESTON WAS TRENDING FOR ANTI MONARCHY POSTING AND IT WAS ALSO HIS BIRTHDAY I THINK

SEGA DROPPED A SONG CALLED "I'M HERE" ON THE SAME DAY (SONIC IS CANONICALLY KING ARTHUR BTW)

PEOPLE POSTED THE SCREENSHOT FROM STAR TREK ABOUT THE IRISH UNIFICATION OF 2024

PEOPLE WERE PLAYING THE SONGS CRAB RAVE AND DING DONG THE WITCH IS DEAD

SPEAKING OF WIZARD OF OZ, THAT VERY NIGHT, A PERFORMANCE OF BROADWAY MUSICAL WICKED WAS HELD, AND THE FIRST WORDS OF THE PLAY WERE "Good news! She's dead!" FOLLOWED BY A SONG CELEBRATING THE DEATH OF AN EVIL WITCH

IT WAS THE ANNIVERSARY OF AN EXTREMELY GAY STEVEN UNIVERSE EPISODE

EWAN MCGREGOR WAS TRENDING FOR SOME REASON

HATSUNE MIKU KICKED THE ASS OF BOTH SANS AND REIGEN

IT WAS APPARENTLY THE ANNIVERSARY OF MOB FROM MOB PSYCHO BEING CALLED ANTIFA BY A REPUBLICAN DIPSHIT

POKEMON HAD AIRED A CRAB POKÉMON WHILE TUMBLR WAS POSTING CRAB RAVE LIKE CRAZY

MIGHT I REMIND YOU OF THE EVENTS OF THE FUCKING TUMBLR SEXYMAN POLL

AND DAN AND PHIL MAKING THAT FUCKING VIDEO

AND TRISHA PAYTAS'S DAUGHTER ELIZABETH HAD JUST BEEN BORN

AND THIS WAS ALL HAPPENING AT THE SAME TIME

SANS UNDERTALE KILLED THE QUEEN OF ENGLAND AND SHE WAS REINCARNATED AS TRISHA PAYTAS'S BABY

Say what you will about November 5th. Call it insane. Call it wild. Call it the height of your life. It will never reach the depths of that great, glorious September 8th.

#september 8th #cassie rambles #reigensweep #sanssweep

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campyourstyle · 8 months

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— TRISHA PAYTAS FOR GALORE MAGAZINE.

#camp art #notes on camp #camp fashion #trisha paytas #kitsch

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iuidic · 2 months

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Hai! And welcome to my blog! My name is Robin (he/him) and this is a blog for me to talk and for YOU to ask me questions abt me and my ocs :3!! Some rulez abt questions first:

I may not always respond, dont take that as a personal thing, i am jst one dude! I'll try rlly hard to answer tho

I am a minor, dont ask me anything weird or I will find you :3

Dont ask any hateful things, I just wont respond. This blog for is fun, not for evil, negative things

Be nice, or don't and get blocked

NOOWWWW the fully completed oc list! Its rlly long so I'll jst do names and pronouns

Regretavator ocs!:

L33t (he/it)

Personal ocs!!:

Dib (he/they/it)

90s Gradient (they/he)

Suzuki Hamari (she/her)

Possum/Poss (he/zem)

Noo Noo (they/them)

Vi/Vivian (she/her)

Dion (she/her)

Franki (he/they)

Tomzie (they/them)

Amy (she/they)

Jess (she/her)

Octavia (she/her)

Robin (he/they)

Charlie (he/him)

Jeremy (he/him)

Gage (he/him)

Farren (he/xe)

Flynn (they/them)

Alphonse (any/all)

Winfred (he/she)

Gizmo (they/it)

Lydia (she/her)

Marianna (she/they)

Spike (they/he)

Nichole (She/her)

Trisha (any but fem presenting)

Runako (Runa) Miyuna (she/her)

Minori Ukyō (she/her)

And the list grows!! Ocs galore!!! Enjoy this blog :3!!!

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#ocs #ask #ask oc blog #ask ocs #original character #blog #autism #actually autistic #adhd #actually adhd #art blog

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crimsonfacets · 1 year

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a wild MOM has appeared! // starter for @stonedeafdog!

Another month, another mandatory check-up at the military medical office. Trisha had already felt small whenever she went on these trips to Central, but actually being in the very building the city made its home around made her feel very, very, veeeeery tiny and odd, like a sore thumb in the middle of high-functioning efficiency. Even when she dressed her best ( which, albeit, was still quite humble ), military folks marched along in their full-suit regalia with badges galore and shiny blue caps.

She did not belong here and it showed. Most would feel the urgency to leave in her place, but the thing was these trips to Central felt wasted if they were done only for medicinal checks. She wanted to make something of the damn thing if it had to drag her out of Resembool every month! However, the sad fact was that her boys never had their timing lined up just right whenever she landed in the city, and it felt lonely to do.. well, just about anything without the proper company. Pinako came along whenever she was available, but this turned out to be one of those times where Trisha had to make the train alone due to automail rushes.

The farmer shifted on her feet and glanced about, hands rubbing over whitening knuckles anxiously. Then, her eye caught the sight of a very relaxed gentleman who, in her opinion, also stuck out like a sore thumb. Everyone was rushing to and fro, carrying papers, visiting offices, chattering on the landlines, but he was just.. sitting there, no work being done at all. No doubt earning a scoff or shake of the head from his fellow officers as they passed him by. As such, he, Emil Roth, became what she hoped was her perfect target.

So, Trisha went on and made her way over to the state alchemist and gave him a few gentle pokes on the side of the head to greet him. Tap tap tap.

#stonedeafdog #『 trisha / ic. 』 ❝ a visit with mom. ❞#(( I hope this is ok! :D let me know if you need me to switch anything around! ))#(( I just thought it'd be cute if Trisha shanghaied Emil to have a day on the city LOL ))

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autorin-trisha-galore · 3 years

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Herrin Des Rings *MEIN SCHATZ* 😉

Ich wünsche euch schöne Pfingsten. Lasst es euch gut gehen und schaut euch mein neues Video an. Viel Spaß.

Eure Trisha

https://youtu.be/qzNVLZTfN2g

#trisha galore

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hollywoodhangar · 4 years

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Dressing to the nines. ~

Trisha can’t afford nice things so Claudia & Lizzie decided to spoil her for the occasion! She’s having a quiet heart attack hoping she doesn’t tear it or spill anything. :) Meanwhile, Malaria jumps at any chance where she can show up looking like a suspicious widow.

#i love trisha so much.#'here I bought you something that costs over five dollars. :)' '*SCREAMS INTERNALLY* .... thank you !!'#♎ [ ELIZABETH; VISAGE. ] ━ 『 be still my heart; beating beneath lace and courage. ღ 』#♎ [ ELIZABETH; STYLE. ] ━ 『 trimmings of lace and flowing ribbons galore. ღ 』#🍎 [ TRISHA ELRIC; VISAGE. ] ━ 『 ‘yet here I stand.’ 』#🍎 [ TRISHA ELRIC; STYLE. ] ━ 『 little comforts. 』#♈ [ CLAUDIA; VISAGE. ] ━ 『 hands cold as clay & hair scented with rosemary. 』#♈ [ CLAUDIA; STYLE. ] ━ 『 embedded with the scent of branded wood. 』#🦟 [ MALARIA; VISAGE. ] ━ 『 people turn their heads. 』#🦟 [ MALARIA; STYLE. ] ━ 『 paint it black. 』#♈ [ BLOG; OOC. ] ━ 『 out of creation. 』

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visionmarred-archive · 4 years

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guess who got back into The Wayhaven Chronicles again :’) pic crew time

Detective Zae Benenati nonbinary (they/them), bisexual, mommy issues galore. has a thing for Ava, has a bad habit of getting back together with Bobby when they’re down.

Detective Trisha “Trish” Ikeda cis woman, lesbian, bold of you to assume she has ever cared about a man’s opinion. soft and sweet for Nat, saltmates with Morgan.

#Sierra plays with dolls #hello I'm still in the middle of book one with Trish but I like her #and I need to revamp the OCs that will romance Morgan and Farah #OC: Zae Benenati #OC: Trisha Ikeda

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wlwinry · 4 years

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that summer breeze (the way it’s calling me)

okay so ik ive got like seven other unupdated wips but lemme just. lemme just start another one. it’s an edwin tangled au and ed’s rapunzel and winry's the thief and it’s gonna be stupid and cute and sad y’all ready? y’all ready.

chapter list:

prologue: you are here!

chapter one: here

summary:

All good stories start with once upon a time. Not this one. This one begins with a lost prince, the sun, a thief, and a birthday. Throw in some glowing lanterns, a tower, tragic backstories on all sides and plenty of budding romance, and now you’ve got a thief in love with a prince-who-doesn’t-know-he’s-a-prince, magic galore--

And of course, seventy feet of magic glowing hair.

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Once upon a time, there was a god, and a kingdom. No, wait—that’s too cliché.

This is the story of how I died.

Now, don’t worry! This is actually a very fun story, a little bit wacky, honestly, and it has a happy ending, I promise. It’s going to be loads of fun—but just, spoiler alert, right? I die at the end, and I’m not even the main character, so there’s no need to worry. But let’s start from the beginning. The proper beginning. With the source of all life.

Our story begins with the sun. The god of the sun, to be precise, and the Kingdom of Xerxes. For you see, the royal bloodline of Xerxes was tied to sun magic. Half of those with royal blood, particularly the heirs to the kingdom, could wield it in some capacity, whether it was to heal, to protect, or to destroy. And among that half…among that half were a rare few who had so much magic, so much power that they were considered the children of the god itself. A single touch could heal a wound, their voices could turn barren wastelands into lush forests, and their fury could burn kingdoms to ash. There was only one every five generations, and these rare sun-wielders were called Sunspeakers.

And it just so happened that one of the princes of Xerxes was a Sunspeaker.

The eldest son of King Van Hohenheim and Queen Trisha Elric was legendary even before his tale truly unfolded. The Queen had fallen sick with a deadly illness, but the unborn child’s magic had healed her from the inside out. Against all odds, she survived—and gave birth to a healthy (if small) baby boy with eyes and hair of gold. This on its own wouldn’t mean much, as the king had the same coloring, but when touched by the sun…

The boy glowed. Winding patterns covered his skin, like golden ivy, swirling over the skin of a child who had no idea what power he wielded—the power of a god. Immortality, eternal life, the ultimate weapon…all contained in the tiny body of an infant.

Lesser rulers would have considered him a weapon of defense. Lesser parents would have used him to rise above their proverbial station. But the king and queen never considered either of those things for a moment, taking one look at their son and deciding that his power changed nothing. He was their son, their beloved child, and they would love him and raise him just the same as they would have otherwise. The kingdom rejoiced at the birth of their Sunspeaker prince, and on his first birthday, the two rulers lit a lantern and launched it into the sky to celebrate.

But not all who learned of the prince’s power were good at heart. A man long-since banished from Xerxes, who sought eternal life, who sought the power of gods, learned about the birth of a new Sunspeaker and selfishly wanted the boy’s power for himself. One night, while the king and queen were sleeping, he broke into the castle—and upon seeing that the stories were true, stole the child, and vanished without a trace.

He took the child far, far away, to a tower deep in a forest beyond the kingdom’s borders, and hid him away. At first, he tried to make him use his power immediately, to teach him how to destroy, but after the child burned away his own leg, he ceased. He taught the child a healing spell that would keep him alive and imbue him with strength, tricked him into believing his missing leg came from a wound inflicted by bandits who wanted to use his magic for wicked purposes. To control him, he led him to believe that his power was tied to his hair, never allowing him to cut it for fear that he’d “lose his magic”…and never, ever letting him leave the tower, convincing him of the terrible things that waited outside.

But the boy grew curious, as all children do. Distracted himself with painting and books and baking, whatever he could get his hands on, but his gaze would always turn to the window that was his only connection to the outside world. He would wander to the sill, stand on it and lean out into the sun, drinking in the light, the feel of the wind on his face—but every time, his eyes would fall to the empty space where his leg should’ve been, and he’d remember what waited outside. The monsters that wanted his magic, the cruel selfish world that would take his hopes and dreams and desires and crush them without thinking twice. And he would step back, staring down at the world that waited below the tower’s one entrance, before closing the shutters and hiding away.

Except for one night a year.

Except for his birthday.

Because the king and queen, even after years went by and the boy’s little brother was born, never forgot the son they’d loved and lost. They mourned him, and kept looking for him, desperate to find their beloved child—and their youngest ended up taking up the search, eager to find the big brother he’d never known. But that part of the story comes much, much later, long after eighteen years of watching lights soar up into the sky when his father was fast asleep.

Just like they did when he was born.

Every year, without fail, no matter what their kingdom was facing, no matter what illnesses befell them, the king and queen would launch a lantern into the sky, like a single, shining star calling him home. And every year without fail, the kingdom joined in, from the highest-ranking noble to the lowliest beggar, and lifted a lantern into the air for their little lost prince. Praying that he would see them, and know they were for him. Know that they hadn’t given up on their Sunspeaker prince yet, and never would.

On that night, every year, the boy would sneak out of his bedroom and over to the windowsill, opening the shutters oh-so quietly so his father wouldn’t hear. He’d sit on the sill, leg dangling over the side, watching and waiting for the floating lights to drift into view. He’d watch until they faded, entranced by shimmering colors and the fact that a world so cruel, so cold, could make something so beautiful—and he couldn’t shake the feeling that, somehow, the lights were meant for him. But every time he brought it up, and begged to see them, even just from the cliffs above the valley, he was shut down.

Brutally. Coldly, as his father seemed to do many things, flip-flopping from kind and warm to cruel in seconds. Slowly, he stopped asking, until he gave up on the thought of seeing the floating lights entirely. Until, well…

Me.

Eighteen years went by, the boy unwittingly feeding his father’s power and growing more and more hollow, the kingdom growing more and more hopeless, and in the middle of it all, there was a crown. The boy’s crown. Protected day and night, beautiful and intricate, and most importantly, worth a fortune.

So perhaps the prequel starts with the sun…but the story really starts with a thief, a crown, and the boy it belonged to.

As for what happened next, well, you’ll just have to wait and see, won’t you?

#fma #mads writes #tangled au #edwin #ed is a disney princess #pls read & rb

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artisticestheticreads · 5 years

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Wishing

IThis is an one shot inspired by my last post. It is about Erik ‘Killmonger’ Stevens who goes back to Oakland after being in the Navy Seals and celebrates his 27th birthday at the local club, seeing something, more like someone, he likes. This contains angst and some light SMUT smut.

Friday, Feb. 9, 2016

It was a chill night on the birthday boy’s birthday. He planned on staying and play 2K like he had been since he got back. He sat on his couch in a pair of black and red basketball shorts and and a white long sleeve shirt that covered his marks with gold rim glasses on. He grabbed his cup of ice cold Sparkletts water playing the game in one hand. He finally made a three pointer right when his phone rung; he paused the game and answered. “Yo, this E”.

“WASSSSSSSSSSSSSUP”, his friend, Jae, yelled making Erik laugh. “What up, my brutha”, he asked. “Aye, man. What we getting into tonight?” Erik chuckled and said “I ain’t gonna do shit. You already know how I am when it comes to my birthday. Nah, I’m good”. He all of a sudden heard a knock on the door; it was Jae when he opened it. “What the fuck you mean you ain’t gonna do shit? Its yo 27th birthday and they poppin at the club right now.” Erik folded his arms and said “first off, watch who you think you talking to and second I don’t feel like doing shit”. He flopped on the couch and looked through his phone. “Man, E. Yo ass tripping. Look at you. Sitting up here with yo PS and phone on hand tryna find some bitch to fuck when you can easily go out and get yo dick wet.” Erik rolled his eyes and kissed his teeth. He sat there thinking and finally stood. “Ight, man. Where we going?”

“The Boom Boom Room”.

“Nigga, it sounds like it seems like cans of bounce that ass and unpaid child support. I’m good, ma g”, Erik said with a straight face walking to his bedroom. “No, there is some fine ass females and I KNOW yo ass love some black women, man.” Erik stopped and rolled his neck thinking ‘damn, they are my weakness’. He kept walking before he closed the bedroom door, he said “give me thirty minutes.” Jae clapped his hands in excitement and made his way downstairs. Erik had his dreads braided back with a fresh long sleeve black tee, dark blue jeans and leather combat boots on. He grabbed his phone, keys and wallet before locking up; they were on their way.

Once they got in, it was actually a nice setting. Red lightening, huge bar and matching dance floor with Future’s Low Life playing. Erik looked around at all the women around; brown, light, caramel galore. He looked to the bar, at Jae then motioned for them to make their way. He strolled through the crowd passing through all the beautiful women and smiled to himself. I can get used to this, he thought. “Let me get a Jack and Coke on the Rocks” he asked the male bartender; he nodded and started to make the drink. Jae ordered the same and placed his debit card down opening a tab.

“Thanks, man”, Erik said and patted his friend’s back. “Aight, aight. I gotta request to play this for Trisha from her secret admirer. This Bryson Tiller with..” The DJ played Don’t and before you know so many women were singing off key that made E and J laugh. E got his drink and began sipping when he looked over into the crowd and saw a brown skin woman with maroon shade box braids down to her behind in a nice white tube top matching skirt and white go go boots that made her short curvy frame, tall and appealing. She was swaying her hips to the beat while lip syncing the lyrics.

“Girl, said he keeps on playing games And his loving ain't the same I don’t know what to say-ay but What a shame If you were mine you would not get the same If you were mine you would top everything Suicide in the drop switching lanes And that thang so fire baby no propane Got good pussy girl can I be framed To keep it 100 girl I ain't no saint But he the only reason that I'm feeling this way Giving you the world baby when you get space Playin' game get me laid, baby let's penetrate oh baby.”

Erik raised his brow slowly as he sipped from his cup and with half a smirk watching her carefully. The way she moved was like a magician which a watch dangling in front of him, hypnotizing him. When she turned, all he heard was “Y/N Y/L/N, get yo cute ass over her girl.!” She smiled, excused herself from her large group of friends and made her way to the men. She reached them and said “waddup, Jae. How you been, baby boy?” She gave him a big and he said “aw, y’know me. Trynna keep my ass outta trouble and what not. Who told you ass to look like a nice cup of chocolate milk, huh?”

“Bwoy, bye. I look good as hell. I got so many niggas in here approaching me and shit, it ain’t even funny.”

Jae looked over at Erik and can tell he was in LaLa Land mentally drooling. “Aye, guess who back.” She looked at the man Jae was pointing at and asked “E? It can’t be.” Her smile warmed him up and he said “wassup.” She gave him a big hug with her arms around his torso and he placed his cup down on the counter. He placed his hand on her lower back and said “damn, a lot has changed, huh kid?” The last time they saw each other, it was their high school graduation. She went off to school in New Orleans where her father is from and he went to MIT, far away. She had a retainer in, with her natural hair slicked back in a ponytail and all. She was a little small thing but her woman curves came in. Back then, they were close friends, first kiss and also first sexual experience, ever.

Y/N rubbed her hands on his back and took in his cologne before adding distance between them. “How you been”, she asked with her hands behind her. “Been aight. What about you, love?”

“Been here and there. Just trying to save the world and all.”

Jae added “yeah, Miss L/N been kicking ass at her firm sending all those cops to prison for life”. She dusted her shoulders off and said “I know they deserve it but its not gonna bring back all those people that lost their life for be ‘while black’. We lose our lives every day and some in other places end up getting away with because they ass wear a shiny badge. Nah. Not while my ass is around.” Erik smiled and nodded thinking how she was still the smart bad ass the he fell in lo-”

“Y/N”, a male’s voice said coming towards them. He wore a turtleneck with black slacks and dress shoes with a light skin complexion. Jae said “aw shit. Here he come” in a whisper as he sipped more from his cup. “Who that”, Erik asked, she looked to him and said “my fiance”. He mentally was taken back but nodded in real life. “Hey, baby”, her man said and looked at the fellas. Y/N looked away and rolled her eyes. “Donald, this is Erik Stevens.” Donald looked to him with his right hand out and said “nice to meet you, brotha.”

“You too, man” E shook his hand then looked at her. Donald looked at Jae with a stern look. “What up, Jae?” Jae looked away and said “Sup, nigga.” Donald chuckled and asked the bartender “lemme get a round for my lady’s bachelorette party”. Erik looked down at her confused and shook his head. Donald looked at her and said “I’ll be waiting for you at the table. Don’t take too long, baby girl.” Y/N looked up to him and nodded as he placed a kiss to her lips and made his way to the group. “What kinda nigga shoes to his girl’s bachelorette party”, Jae asked and Y/N folded her arms and looked around. “An insecure ass nigga”, Erik said with a straight face looking at her. She looked at him and half smirked. “Let us buy you a drink and let that nigga wait” E said. She smiled and ordered a Jack and Coke on the rocks.

THIRTY MINUTES LATER

The club was jumping and Erik, along with Y/N was feeling just right dancing a rapping along to some throwback music as the lightening got darker. “So what up with that nigga? He ain’t yo type at all, ma?” She shrugged, running her fingers through her braids. “We met my third year at school and I guess we hit it off.” Erik spun her in a circle, holding her close. “Y/N L/N, you telling me you in love with this nigga”, he pulled her body into his and spoke in her ear; she nodded. “Nah, I need to hear it.”

“I love him”, she said but Erik chuckled adding vibration to her back. “Aight, girl. Yo ass lying like a muthafucka and I can tell.” He wrapped his arm around her waist as the beat to Wishing by DJ Drama plays. Erik pelvis began to grind against her and he swore she can hear a light moan from her. He got in her ear and began saying the lyrics.

“Baby you know who I am and girl I know just who you are We ain't gotta rush into shit 'cause being in love is too hard I'm tired of all these flashing lights, girl we should just fuck in the dark Once you let me in it, I'mma get to switching, different positions Have that ass wishing that I was your nigga Wishing that I was your nigga, yeah yeah yeah Wishing that I was your nigga, yeah Once you let me in it, I'mma get to switching, different positions Have that ass wishing that I was your nigga.”

She lied her head back on his shoulder blushing slightly. Erik smiled down at her then to the table where Donald sat at alone; that’s when he got the idea. He took her hand and made their way into the ladies bathroom. “E, what are we doing in here?” He looked down at her and said nothing. She waved her hand in front of his face and he grabbed it pulling her whole body close to him. “Y/N, tell me you’re in love with him” he said as he sat her on the counter with her legs apart and him standing between them. “E, I”. She looked in his eyes as she felt his hands on her thighs. “What? What was you gonna say, baby girl?” His hands went up her thighs, pulling her closer as they were chest to chest. “Erik, I am.” Erik shook his head, laughing and she asked “what so funny, huh? What? You don’t believe me? You left me here alone for so long. You was my best friend, Erik. And you know that shit.” He stood back and said “you think I had a fucking choice, Y/N? I got accepted to the best school for me and I became a fucking Navy Seal. The fuck was I supposed to? Stay here?”

Y/N looked at him and folded her arms getting off the counter. She started to remember when he left, no kiss, not thing. She wanted to be with him but he pushed her aside. Ignoring her. She felt neglected and hurt. She had to get over him because if she didn’t...boy oh boy. “FUCK YOU, ERIK!!! YOU LEFT ME ALONE KNOWING I WANTED TO BE WITH YO DUMB ASS!!!!! I WANTED YOU SO FUCKING BAD BUT YOU PUSHED ME AWAY. I WAITED FOR YOU AND HERE I AM THINKING YOU WOULD AT LEAST GIVE A BITCH A CALL BUT NO!!! NOT A FUCKING THING. I WAS NOT AND I MEAN ABSOLUTELY WAS NOT GONNA WAIT FOR YOU.” She pushed him off and made her way to the door but he used his strong arm to push it closed looking at her. He stood there frozen. Only his eyes moved up and down at her frame then he slowly walked close to her but she stayed in place.

He looked down at her and asked “fuck me? Nah, don’t say that shit because you don’t mean it, ma. You think I didn’t wanna stay. We both know for sure if I did, I would end up dead in the fuckin’ streets. Is that what you wanted for me? Dead?” She got quiet like he thought he would. “Yeah, that’s what I thought. Look, Ima be 100. I love you, girl. But you know what I’ve been through. Everyone I loved left me. I didn’t want you to be the next one. But I guess it’s too late.” She looked to the ground and he got the message so he walked away. “E”, she said his name and he turned saying “what’s up”. He turned to see her looking at her with black lingerie panties in her hand.

“Show me how much you love then”, she said and he marched to her saying “yes, ma’am.” He lifted her body up and placed her back on the counter. He dug in his wallet, grabbed a condom placing it on and stroked himself looking at her. He slid inside her slowly and was amazed on how wet she was. “Damn, you tight as fuck. Either, you ain’t fucked since we did or that nigga ain’t hitting it right.” She smiled while she moaned and moved her hips to match his thrusts. “Fuck, Erik. I missed you so much”, she said holding onto his wrists. He kissed her ankle and said “I missed you too baby.” He picked her up and started to hold her thigh as she bounced down on him multiple times (^like in the gif above^). They looked into each others and started to think about their first time together. They remembered how it was to feel each other for the first time. They realized they needed each other more than anything.

The moment was so intense and passionate that they almost missed the door knob turning. Erik made his way into the stall and Y/N sat on his lap still; her back to him and still clenching his dick with her walls. “Y/N, you in here”, her friend asked. She looked back at Erik, cleared her throat and said “yeah, I’m fine. I’ll-I’ll be out in a minute.” She began bouncing again slowly making Erik’s head lie on her back and biting at her back with his grill. She smiled and her friend said “okay, well Donnie looking for you.” Y/N said “k” to dismiss her friend. Once they heard the door, she pulled her skirt up more and Erik pulled her top down to feel her breasts and hard nipples. “E, Ima come. Oh My God”.

“I know, baby. I can feel that shit. I’m almost there,” he groaned and whispered into her ear. She can feel her cream coat his member and held him closer. “I love you, Erik. Fuck, I love you so much.”

“I love you too, baby. Damn, girl.”

They moved together as one and then h held her closer while she soaked both of them; afterwards he came into the condom. They sat for a few, catching their breath and laughing. He got up with both of them and remove the condom discarding it in the trash. “E, I really did miss you.”

“I’m here now, baby girl. And I ain’t going no where, aight? I swear.” He washed his hands and stroked her chin before placing his lips on hers. He fixed her up as she giggled, situated himself and took her number into his phone. She looked around and when she bent down to grab her undies, E held them in his hand. “Nah, ima keep these. When did you stop wearing granny panties?” She smacked his chest and they both laughed when they approached the door but soon the smiles were gone when they saw Donald and her friends standing there with Jae smiling big at them. Jae said “daaaaaamn, y’all was going at it. All I heard was cheeks clapping and shit.” Erik kept his eyes on Donald as Y/N asked “what’s up?” Donald folded his arms and said “a little birdie told me that you ran off for a little session.” She looked back at her so called friend and played flicking her off looking like she was scratching her face.

“So you love him, right? So who is gonna be? A hood nigga that left you over his own selfishness or a real man that was there for you?”

“The fuck you just called me”, Erik getting into his face. “I bet you won’t say that shit again.” Donald was about to push him when Y/N got in the middle. Erik looked him in the eye with an evil smirk and asked “so, who is it going to be baby girl?”

“Yeah, who”, Donald asked looking at Erik as well.

She held their chests still and looked in between them. For some reason, she was stuck, frozen. She closed her eyes and said “I choose...” She looked at Donald then at Erik, took a deep breath and ....

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10 Country Ugly Christmas Sweaters Inspirations

Happy holiday season MegaCountry readers! The annual tradition of the ugly Christmas sweaters has become an American pastime. We have parties, contests and even entire stores all dedicated to this single item of clothing. Every year, people from all across this country break out their most ridiculous, fun and festive garb to don in celebration of the season. Some of our favorite country stars partake in the custom year after year, and we’ve rounded up some of our favorite ugly Christmas sweater moments below. We’ve also included as where to snag one for yourself, whatever your style or preference.

1) Tim McGraw & Faith Hill

On a particularly funny and festive episode of Pickler & Ben, two very special guests donned some very spirited sweaters in celebration of the holiday season. Husband and wife country superstars, Tim McGraw and Faith Hill swung by the show to play a hilarious round of Holiday Pictionary. The drama of the game was made even funnier by the ridiculous outfits they all had on, making the video a must watch. You can snag their exact sweaters online now, or find your favorite now. Although we’ll warn you, there’s a ton of options, so be ready to browse.

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2) Luke Bryan

In true Luke Bryan fashion, the Georgia native and country star released his version of an ugly Christmas sweater, featuring a very fitting image of the artist arm in arm with Santa Claus sharing a beer. And just when you thought it couldn’t be further in character, there’s a gold star tree topper and bottle opener easily accessible in the front.

Photo Credit: LukeBryan.com

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3) Kelsea Ballerini

This ugly Christmas sweater comes with beautiful intentions. Kelsea designed and created this sweater herself, with the help of a DIY kit, to auction off with proceeds going to benefit St. Jude’s Children’s Hospital. Buying the kit or donating earns you a chance to win that exact sweater Kelsea has on in the photo.

Artist: Kelsea Ballerini. Photo Credit: womanista.com

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4) Blake Shelton, Gwen Stefani & RaeLynn

With even more to celebrate than just the holiday season in 2015, RaeLynn was lucky enough to throw her engagement party surrounded by friends and loved ones decked out in Christmas apparel and accessories. While it’s hard to get a good look at their outfits in these photos, the star-studded party had us dreaming of our favorite movie lines and jokes on a sweater to don ourselves. Lucky for us and you, those exact sweaters are available at Party City. The sweaters pay homage to National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation, Elf and A Christmas Story. That’s not to mention their children’s and vest options! Check out the variety yourself.

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Thank you @amandacraig12 and @blakeshelton for being the best hosts! Me and @josh_davis_18 are so thankful ❤️ #destinedtobeadavis

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5) Garth Brooks & Trisha Yearwood

It’s no secret to anyone that Garth Brooks and Trisha Yearwood cannot wait to break out their ugly sweaters every year. From entire ugly Christmas sweater themed episodes of Trisha’s Southern Kitchen, to their memorable 12 Days of #UglyXmasSweater Challenge, they are always looking for new and fun ways to incorporate the tradition year after year, including joining together in a two-person sweater.

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There's really nothing better than a beautiful girl in an #UglyXmasSweater love, g 12 days of Ugly Christmas Sweaters starts NOW! Link in bio to make YOURS or go to UglySweater.GarthBrooks.com

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6) Kacey Musgraves

Kacey Musgraves has never been shy about her love for Christmas and its spirit. Her third album is even entirely dedicated to the holiday and full of festive cheer, as well as the typical healthy dose of humor and humility. Her ugly Christmas sweater merch, released originally in honor of the album’s debut, is exactly that. While that particular version is a few years old and hard to track down, there’s a comfortable sweatshirt with a beautiful image of the artist available online.

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🎄 Get your ugly sweaters now at kaceymusgraves.com 🎄

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7) Carrie Underwood

Carrie Underwood is not only a country star, but she’s also married to Nashville Predators’ captain, Mike Fisher. Carrie was sure to support him a couple of winters ago as his team battled it out in their hometown. Her incredible look had us brainstorming how all our favorite teams would look in ugly sweater lights. There are designs galore available on Fanatics, so be sure to represent your team at the office or family Christmas party.

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The Preds might not have won the hockey game tonight but my Christmas sweater game sure is strong! #predators #TackyChristmasSweater #BlueAndGold #ImpulseBuy

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8) Reba McEntire

It’s hard to think of Christmas without Reba McEntire running through your mind. The second year host of the CMA Country Christmas special has released three Christmas albums of her own, and performed a number of shows wearing red and green as an homage to her favorite holiday. In honor of her gorgeous dresses, and ability to rock a button down sweater, we thought of Target’s new ugly sweater dresses that are available this season. It’s an adorable, fresh and easy twist on the classic look.

Artist: Reba McEntire. Photo credit: Jason Kempin, Getty Images

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9) Jason & Brittany Aldean

If there was ever a couple you could count on to have hilarious ugly Christmas sweaters, it would be Jason and Brittany Aldean. While the couple is always dressed up, this rap and rock look was especially awesome. You and your significant other have the in opportunity to replicate it with ease, down to the mirror selfie. All you need is a couple of funny sweaters. From vintage to party attire, you’ll find exactly what you need for your event below.

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Ugly Sweater Party, Here We Come!!🎄

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10) Kelly Clarkson

Back in 2013, the one-time American Idol winner received a bright red and heavily decorated sweater by none other than Ellen Degeneres. While a guest on her show earlier in the month, Ellen surprised the expectant mother with matching ugly sweaters. What’s especially fun about this sweater is the level of customizability. With a solid color sweater, the sky’s the limit as far as decorating. Ellen and her team obviously choose popcorn, tinsel, some gift wrapping bows and candy canes, but there’s really no limit to the number of combinations possible.

Artist: Kelly Clarkson. Photo credit: Michael Rozman, Warner Bros.

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