#ask treach

[treacherousrift]

What are your thoughts on sam and empathy?

Warning this is really long 😭 thanks for the ask anon:

Are we talking in an overarching canonical context? A soulless context or an autistic coded context?

If we’re talking canon, I find that Sam is an empathetic person because of his upbringing and he tries to be as empathetic as possible. It’s natural that he feels empathy for people who’ve experienced difficult lives. And also even building off of the demon drinking thing and the psychic thing: I think he does feel empathy, and can express that by relating his experiences to those people.

I think if we tie in the autistic coded component of empathy to canon here (from my own personal autistic experience), I can come to the conclusion that overall sam might struggle with expressing empathy.

I personally think his whole “puppy dog eye” thing is more of an exaggerated “display” of empathy rather than a genuine organic expression of empathy.

Which does not mean he does not experience empathy at all, but just means that he is attempting to express empathy in a way that neurotypical people organically express empathy. Or in other words putting on an exaggerated display of empathy so that people know he is feeling empathetic because he might struggle with facial expressions, and or he worries that if he does not put on an exaggerated display of empathy then people will think worse of him.

Hope this makes sense and I don’t sound crazy. And I hope that this is what you were asking. Ahh

#ask treach #hope this makes sense and or answers the question you were asking sorry if it’s all over the place idk if this is really the correct words #and or phrasing of this #this is genuinely a scary ask to answer ahh pls don’t kill me

[ramseyr]

Shannon, you are the worst mother EVER.

#big mouth #netflix #failing to treach Jessie anything without involving her prejudices #bribing her so that she would like her more #emotionally manipulating her by being like 'i'M a TeRrIbLe mOtHeR' #laughing in her face when she asked to get a belly button ring INSTEAD of explaining the potentional risks of getting one #like fuck you bitch! #instead of being a shortnecked bitch #RAISE YOUR DAUGHTER

[poisvy]

dilf!toji x reader!ex megumi gf.

word count: 2.3k

genre: smut

warnings: use the term daddy; megumi finds out; infidelity; un-protected sex;

inspired on the book "Your Dad will Do"

you were on his door, as yesterday, but yesterday you didn't knock, you just stare at the door trying to grab some bravery, but you couldn't find it so you left.

but today you were gonna do it. you were in a tiny little drees, in the middle of the winter. your dress was red, and it reached your ass, it was covered, but almost. if you sit, you bare ass will be exposed. you had a trench coat over the drees, it was so cold that you were trembling.

you knock, and wait for him to arrive. when the door open, you could see a man with grey sweats pants and a black shirt. you were immediately wet. since you were with megumi, and he present you his father you couldn't stop having immoral thoughts of him fucking you, on the table, when dinning, on the couch, when he passed in the middle of the tv screen, and absolutely everywhere.

"oh, sweetheart, what brings you here."

then you collapse, you wanted to fuck him so bad, but you remembered that your boyfriend cheated on you, and thats why you took this step.

dont cry now, dont remember that mother fucker, you wanted this, you need this.

"i- i wanted to talk." you said with a trembling voice, you wanted to cry and at the same time you were so cold.

toji look at you, and see's that your legs are uncovered, the treach coat covered the majority of your body, but no the legs.

"come in, its freezen outside."

you enter the house and wait for him to close the door. then he turn around and looks at you with... a strange look.

"what did he did." toji says with a really mad tone.

"he-" you stutter, and then you cryed. you were so mad with him for doing this. after all those years together, after... all.

your tears were clouding you sigh , but sudently you fell two strong arms holding you, toji's arms, you could feel his cologne on your nostrils

"you will tell me when you are ready, for now just let it all out." he says petting your head.

—

have been pass a while since you are in toji's arms. you were ready to tell him what your ex-boyfriend/his son did.

"im fine now." you say looking up at him with your eyes glazed from the tears. "are you gonna tell me whats wrong?". he says with a caring tone on his voice.

you sniff and grab his shirt searching for courage to tell him what his son did.

"he cheated on me..." there was a silent for a while, but you talk again. "he was fucking some guy when i come home..." you was looking at toji's chest, you didn't want to look at his eyes, you were so embarrassed.

"i know he is my son, and i shouldn't be saying this but, he a doesn't deserve you, im so sorry for what he did, i thought i raised him right, i thought i teach him to treat his partners with respect first of all, im so sorry darling." toji was so sweet with you, your feelt so safe in his arms, you feelt so good with him, you wanted to be closer to him.

you look at toji's eyes, he was already looking at you, he has his eyebrows frowned of how worried he was about the situation, about how you felt. "do you want to sit on the couch and i bring you some hot chocolate?."

you nodded as you clean your tears of your face. you were in a jam of emotions, you felt so cared, and loved for just him asking you that. but you felt something more, you felt aroused, in this situation you know it was inappropriate, it was out of the situation that was happening. in firts place you came here to fuck him, you wasn't expecting this to happend, well, you didn't know what will happend.

toji came back from the kitchen and you were sitting in the couch as he told you. he had a cup on one hand and in the other a blanket, you cant belive how sweet hes was being to you.

"heres is love." he says giving you the cup with hot chocolate, and spread the blanket on your lap. you take a sip of the hot chocolate and look at toji.

"can i ask you something?" he says looking at you. you nodded and start getting nervous for what he was going to ask. "why are you in that tiny dress.?"

shit.

since you sat on the couch you completely forgot for the reason that you were here. you evade his sight, you were so embarrassed, after he consoles you, you weren't capable of seduce him, you wanted, yes, but in this state you couldn't do it.

"mmh-" the words doesn't come out of your mouth, you can't tell him that. he gets closer to you, and puts himself in front of you. since you were sit on the couch and he stand, you had his abdomen just in front of you.

your face was totally red, you were so flustered that he notice this. he notice the situation.

"im guessing what's going on." you looked up at him, in his face you could find a smile, a cocky smile.

"you came here.." he squat as he looked at you right in your eyes, you heart was pounding in your chest. "...to seach for consolation, isn't it?" he did, he did notice.

you didn't know what to do, you were looking at his eyes but not really , you were just thinking in what to say, how to act now that he knew your intentions.

"you know, darling, since you were dating megumi, i knew that me and you were going to end up like this." he puts his dump on your lips, sensing them, feeling them. "those sights that we have each other and the sexual tension in the air every time we where in the same room alone, i knew you loved my son, but i also knew that you wanted to fuck me as much as i wanted to fuck you."

indeed, all the things that he said were right. the sights , the tension, all of that were there, but of course you thought that you were just alluding, you thought that your horniness was thinking for you.

toji puts part your lips with his dump, making you open your mouth. he puts his finger inside you mouth, underneath you tongue and behind your teeth.

you sucked his finger and bited it a little, teasing him, with this, you were giving him the lead to take this to the next step.

toji puts his finger down and kissed you.

the kiss was a feral, rough, and wet kiss; full of passion and need for each other.

toji puts his hand in your neck and lay you down on the couch, positioning himself between your legs. he puts his knee on your wet spot, just pressing there. you feelt so aroused, you have never feel this horny in your life, you wanted him, everywhere, his mouth, his hands, his cock.

you put your hands on his chest, feeling his breath, heavy breath. his pectorals were so big, you squeeze them a like, you couldn't resist. toji chuckled. "i wasn't expecting that,, i like this." toji stopped kissing you and pull you up putting you in his lap.

" i want you to do something, will you do it sweetie?" he smile at you and you nodded. "ride my thigh." you looked at him, at his marvelous face seaching for leading.

"take of your coat, your panties and lift up your drees." you did exactly what he said. firts your coat, you take it of and let it fall to the ground. second you stand to take of you underwear, and then you sit on toji's lap again. and third you lift up you dress slowly, softly, teasing toji. toji looked at you pussy enchanted.

you start moving on his thigh, wetting the grey cloth.

"look how drenched you are, come on, keep going babe."

you moved on his thigh faster, making "forward and backward" movements, as you did that you look at toji's face. toji switch his sight from your pussy to you face, he was so hard, he could feel your palpiting and heat, he could see how flush you were, your mouth open searching for air, and your eyes making contact with his.

toji grabed the part of the dress that was covering your breast and pull it down making your nipples hard for the cold air.

while you were riding his thigh, he start sucking and squeezing your tits. he was making out with your hard nipples, switching for one to other, this, keeping his eyes on yours.

all this stimulation was clearly enough to make you cum. after you finished toji didn't stopped sucking your tits, biting and leaving hickeys on them. he was grabbing your ass as your rode his thigh, and he kept his hands there.

" lets take all this cloths off and go for more serious business."

he almoust ripped your dress for the fast and hard he did it. after it he puts you on the couch as he take all his cloth off.

his cock was exposed, you can see veins on it, and he was really fucking thick. he was stand and you sit on the couch. you grabbed his length, your hand could barely close on it. you looked at toji's eyes and start jeking him off. toji just looked at you as you do it.

he loved seeing you do that, he imagine this and others much scenarios with you.

he masturbated with those thoughts about you, he felt bad for his son, he was jerk off thinking of his girlfriend.

nothing matters now, after you tell him what megumi did, all the compunction was gone.

you were jerking toji off but he stopped you grabbing you by the wrist. "stop that and lay down." you lay down on the counch with toji's hand on your wrist.

he put your wrist on top of your head and the other besides.

" you know sweetheart, i know he didn't pleased you, and im gonna take responsibility for that now." toji kissed you again with a sloppy kiss, there was saliva coming down your checks for how wet the kiss was, and the kiss wasn't the only thing wet clearly.

toji positioned his cock on your moisture, and looked at you for aprobation on doing that.

"toji, i want this, please, please daddy." toji smirk.

"you said the exact same words that i wanted to hear."

toji push his length in you cunt, both of you moaned for the release and pleasure on how good it was feeling.

toji start moving slowly, he didn't want to hurt you. after a time you start getting anxious and desperate for him, you wanted to get pounded and fucked without mercy.

"toji, toji, please, go harder, pound me harder"

toji didn't wait, he penetrate you as hardest and faster as he can. it was an unexpected movement, but you guess he was holding back.

you screamed of pleasure, you were feeling so good. his cock pounding your g-spot, his balls slamming against your ass, his moans and grows, you could see toji's face on top of you. frowned eyebrows, sweaty front, open mouth, and eyes open seeing your expressions of pleasure.

open mouth and pouty lips, beady eyes, your tits bounced from lunges of toji.

you start feeling in your limit, how your orgasm was arriving. "t-toji, ah!, im cu-cumin-!" you couldn't finish the phrase, your orgasm came hard and a wave of heat hit you.

you felt so hot and so dizzy, your orgasm was like you were injected with some tipe of drug.

after a while, toji cum too, and you felt how his cum inundate your inside, how warm it felt.

toji fall in you chest agitated and sweaty.

"lets do the rest upstairs." toji carried you on his arms, while you were on toji's arms you look at his face, he was so fucking handsome.

"you like what you see?"

" how i couldn't." you smiled at him and he smiled you back.

"i cant belive how wonderful you are, how i didnt find you first." you chuckle.

toji put you on his bed and rest on your side.

"take a breath, we are not hurry."

as you looked at toji's eyes you hear how a door down stairs open. you and toji lokeed at each other wide open.

"dad i came to pick up the things that you told me!."

toji stand up as fast as he could, look at you and told you 'sorry' with his mouth. after that he grabed some clothes put them on and grabed others for you, he went downstairs running.

you were so shocked, how did this happen, you were on the bed of the dad of your ex boyfriend, and your ex boyfriend just came, if he knows this you are gonna be so embarrassed, you wouldn't be able to look at megumi's eyes again, even if you break up with him, you would be embarrassed anyways.

you heard toji and megumi talking downstairs, but you couldn't hear what they were talking about.

you hear a coup and then how someone was coming up with strong and fasts steps. when door open, you could see you ex boyfriend with a enraged face.

"so this is your revenge slut."

he said that and left the room.

you were so shocked.

you could believe it.

you started crying.

toji arrived a moment later.

"i tried to stop him, im so sorry."

you looked at him and his face was in pain, he didn't like the situation, he didn't like to see you like this.

his son was important to him, but after what he did he didn't have any right to be mad.

toji consolate you and told you and the reason for why he is the one that fuck it up firts, and what he thought of the situation.

toji was a good fuck, but he was so sweet too.

"lets shower after that lets continue if you want."

he wink an eye at you and you chuckle.

you could fall in love with him.

——💲

this still doesn't convince me:/, but im exited to post it, i hope you enjoy.<3

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[eminemthrowback]

Eminem 1999 Interview with Debbie Rigaud for Black Gold Magazine: Talking about favorite rappers, his type, family, chances of starring in a P*rno

(Debbie): How are you feelin' today? (Eminem): I'm doing good. I'm doing good.

(Debbie): Here's a copy of the Magazine. How ya feelin' the magazine? (Eminem): I'm feelin' it! I'm feelin it

(Debbie): Why don't you give the readers the 411 on you : name, age, sign, birthday... (Eminem): Alright. (with a nerdy voice) My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm 24 years old, I was born October 17, 1974, and um I...I'm a Libra. A'ight

(Debbie): I saw you on MTV Spring Break and you were definitely making it happen. How were you feelin' it? (Eminem): I was feelin' it. I love Cancun. I love Spring Break. That was one of my most funnest part of the tour.

(Debbie): Did you always want to rhyme? Did you ever want to do anything else? (Eminem): When I was like 12 or 13, I wanted to be a comic book artist. You know, I used draw pictures, but when I was around 14, 15, 16, I knew I wanted to rap. I knew it! I felt it in my heart.

(Debbie): Now your from Detroit. Is it that much different than LA or NY? (Eminem): Every city's different, ya know. Every city's different, but in Detroit, we got an underground. We got a strong underground and shit, you know? People, they know what time it is, you know.

(Debbie): You say Detroit got an underground, but you ain't really hearing anything from Detroit except for you and Royce (da 5'9), so you'll definitely be putting them on the map. (Eminem): Right. That's why I say underground. Mainstream ain't heard of Detroit yet. Ya know. Beside me and Royce da 5'9, we the only two cats really doing it on a large scale. Ya know, on a wider scale.

(Debbie): Who are some of your favorite MCs or artists? (Eminem): My favorite MCs or artists...Um...Jay-Z. I like DMX, LL Cool J, Treach from Naughty By Nature, Nas. I like Redman, Royce da 5'9. Royce da 5'9 is one of my favorite MCs and he ain't even out yet, but I swear to God he's gonna bang motherfuckers in the head when he comes out! I'm telling you!

(Debbie): What do you think is the state of violence right now in Hip Hop? You know, we had Biggie die, Tupac Die, and now Big L...

(Eminem): (With anger in his voice) Shit is crazy! This shit is crazy and motherfuckers need to slow the fuck down! They do not realize that when you do some shit like that, you take somebody's fuckin' life! That shit is uncalled for! Big L?! Tupac?! Biggie?! Those are fuckin' Legends! You don't take Legends fuckin' lives! You don't take ANYBODY'S life like that! That shit is crazy! Hip Hop needs to slow the fuck down! But I don't think that shit that happened with Big L and whoever else it was rap/hip hop related, you know what I'm sayin? I don't think that was hip hop related. Motherfuckers were on some personal shit. But motherfuckers just gotta chill! You never gonna stop crime in America. That's just the way the world is. You're never gonna stop it. It's always gonna keep on, you know what I'm sayin'? As long as motherfuckers are broke and they ain't got nothing to lose, this shit is always gonna happen! Always! I hate that shit! (Debbie): Who would you like to work with? (Eminem): I just did a song with Missy, I just did a song with the Madd Rapper, I'm on Dre's Chronic II, but other than that, I'm done with collaborations. I don't want to spread myself too thin.

(Debbie): So if Rakim's calling you, you gonna say "I'm done with collaborations?! (Eminem): Now I didn't say all that! (laughing)

(Debbie): Well, on a lighter note, you know this is an adult magazine and I have to ask adult questions, so are you down? (Eminem): I'm down, I'm down.

(Debbie) So you're feeling the magazine and you have your different flavors. You have chocolate, vanilla, your butter pecan ricans... (Eminem) A'ight!

(Debbie): So, what's your favorite? (Eminem): What's my favorite? I LOVE ALL WOMEN! Yo, I don't... I don't...I can't say "I want a women to look like this, and this, and this when she comes backstage and otherwise I don't want to talk to her." I'm attracted to all women! I'm attracted to the female species, ya know.

(Debbie): I know you live in a predominantly Black neighborhood, did you date any sistas when you were younger? Was it taboo? (Eminem): I met a little bit of resistance, but for the most part it was all love. I grew up with people on my block and they knew me, you know. I mean I got jumped, fucked up shit happened to me a few times, but that happens to everybody. I don't think it has anything to do with color or any of that shit. It's just all a part of growing up. So...

(Debbie): So are you lovin' us thick sistas or are you into those boney sistas? (Eminem): I don't have a look code, I just look at every girl I see, and every girl I meet...

(Debbie): Do you watch any adult movies or porn? (Eminem): All the time! I watch that shit on the bus!

(Debbie): Say word?! So who's your favorite actress of all time? (Eminem): Janet Jacme. (Debbie): Say word?! Stop lying! (Eminem): Janet Jacme!

(Debbie): Would you ever star in a porno movie? (Eminem): Hell...(couldn't hear the answer)

(Debbie): Hell no? (Eminem): Hell shit yeah!!!

(Debbie): Oh hell yeah! (laughter) (Eminem): Would I star in a porno movie?! (saying it like I was stupid)

(Debbie) I'm saying, represent! Like "A day in the Life of Slim Shady!" (Eminem) Real soon you'll be seein' a porno by Slim Shady!

(Debbie) Oh for real?! (Eminem) I got a little movie coming out and then you'll see a porno by Slim Shady.

(Debbie) Say Word?! So I'm saying... (Eminem) There ain't no shame in my game. NO SHAME IN MY GAME AT ALL.

(Debbie): What would be the concept? (Eminem): The concept would be me fucking all the girls that dissed me.

(Debbie): So, if you could star with any adult actress, who would it be? (Eminem): I like Janet Jacme, I like Amber Lynn, I like Ginger Lynn, Shane... (Eminem) Who's that girl...Gina?

(Debbie) Jeanna Fine? (Eminem) No, no, no! Gina somethin' else, Gina somethin' else...She's older too!

(Debbie) You mean Nina Hartley! (Eminem) (like we struck gold) Yeah! Nina Hartley! I LIKE Nina Hartley too! (laughter)

(Debbie): What's kind of girls do you consider freaky? (Eminem): Girls who do girls. I'm not into really freaky shit. I mean, no bottles up into some shit and no animals.

(Debbie): So you wouldn't consider yourself a freak? (Eminem): Not really. I'm not into really wild shit. No finger in the ass. No finger in MY ass (laughter).

(Debbie): You're not inspired by porn? (Eminem): Only to try different positions. I saw some wild shit the other day. This girl was standing on her head, with her legs on this guys shoulders. Some upside down shit. I don't like all that extra shit, but I definitely wanna try that upside shit. No pierced clits. That's all pain. Is your clit pierced?

(Debbie) No!(laughter) (Eminem) That's good! I don't like pierced clits (laughing).

(Debbie): So no anal sex? (Eminem): Hell no! I only fuck with one hole (laughing). I mean if it's with my girl, then that's different, but hell no.

(Debbie) That's wild! I figured you'd be a full blown freak! (Eminem) Not really.

(Debbie) I think everyone is freaky, but the right person has to bring it out. See, I think you have a freaky side, but someone needs to bring it out. (Eminem) I've been with my girl for eight years, and it still not out.

(Debbie) But your girl ain't me. (laughing) (Eminem) Oh word (laughing)?! We'll see the next time I come to New York! But that orgy in Pittsburgh was wild, but I don't consider myself a freak. I mean I might grab a girl's hair and kick her a couple of times (laughing). Maybe slap her (laughing).

(Debbie): What are some of your other favorite positions? (Eminem): Doggystyle, I hate being on top! I like it when the girl is on top. I'm lazy like that. I like to make the girl work. And I like doggystyle!

(Debbie): Do you see a difference between how different girls sex you? Like do Black women do things that white women don't do, etc? (Eminem): Nah. I don't see any difference. Why?

(Debbie) Because I see a definite difference in how Black men perform and white men perform. (Eminem) How is that? Like what?

(Debbie) Like a lot of Black men don't perform oral sex whereas a lot of White men do. (Eminem) I don't eat the cat either.

(Debbie): Word?! What's up with that?! (laughter) (Eminem): I don't fuck with the cat! You don't know what's been down there!

(Debbie): So you NEVER would perform oral sex?! (Eminem): I mean if it's with my girl or someone I know, then I would do it. but if it's with someone I just met, I ain't running up in that! But overall, I RARELY, RARELY, RARELY do it. But I'm mostly into having a girl cum. If she don't cum, I can't even stay hard. I'll just roll over and go to sleep.

(Debbie) That's very generous! Most men aren't like that! (Eminem) I ain't most men.

(Debbie): Do you masturbate? (Eminem): Hell yeah I do! At least two times a day! (laughing). Nah, it's not like that. I don't know how many times. I don't keep track (laughing). Why do you?

(Debbie) No. (Eminem) You lying ass! When was the last time you had sex?

(Debbie) February (Eminem) You haven't got dick since February. What's up with that? I gotta get to New York (laughter).

(Debbie): What's the freakiest thing you've ever done with someone on tour?

(Eminem): I haven't done really freaky yet. I'm still waiting to do it. I like watching girls do shit in front of me.

(Debbie): What is the freakiest thing you've seen on tour? (Eminem): Nothing really.

(Debbie): Stop lying! I know about them two girls doing their thing with each other in front of all! Come on! We at Black Gold are all family! What was up with that?! (Eminem): Oh you heard about that shit?! That wasn't anything. Just some immature girls. See, I like to watch, but every time I meet girls, they always wanna do shit with me, but I'm like "Nah." That Dallas shit was some bullshit. These two girls were eating each other out and as soon as the pants were coming off, it was like "Well, I don't know if I wanna do this." The other girl was wild and down for whatever, but the other was like "I don't know. She's my friend.." The freakiest shit I seen was in Pittsburgh. I seen four girls at once.

(Debbie): Say word?! How the hell did that happen?! (Eminem): I don't know! (laughing) They all took turns. I had my boys in there and the girls were giving us a show. That shit was wild!

(Debbie): Does your girl know all this shit is going on? (Eminem): Hell no! (laughing) and you better not print it either! (laughing) But she ain't stupid either, but she don't know all that...

(Debbie): Alright now, on a sentimental note. For all the female readers of Black gold that want you to melt in their mouth, what kind of woman are you looking for? That is if you are looking... (Eminem): What kind of women am I looking for? One night stands! (laughter)

(Debbie): For real?! (laughter) (Eminem): That's all. That's all! (laughing)

(Debbie): You aren't trying to get married and have more kids? (Eminem): Hell no! I got one little girl in this world and that's all I need!

(Debbie): How's your family doing? (Eminem): How's my family doing? My little girl is doing fine.

(Debbie): Yeah, she made her debut on the Bonnie & Clyde joint on the album. Is she star material? (Eminem): She's definitely star material! My little girl is beautiful. My little girl is going to be a movie star. She's only three, but she's so smart! Three going on seven.

(Debbie): That's good! Now knowing that you had your daughter, in Bonnie & Clyde, as an accomplice (in her mom's murder), I KNOW your girl must have been trippin'! How did you explain yourself after she heard that shit? (Eminem): What I told her was like "Look. I was pissed off!" That's all I could say. I really felt that I wanted to do that shit. At one point in time, I really wanted to do that shit. For real. Baby Momma Drama.

(Debbie) That should be the title of your next song! Baby Momma Drama! (Eminem) That is so typical!

(Debbie) Every more reason to do it! (Eminem) Nah, I got other songs about her. I finished four songs for the next album, and I have a song called "Kim" which is basically about shit that led up to "Bonnie & Clyde." I gotta few songs. I gotta few. My baby's mother put me through a lot of shit, so she's worth a lot of songs.

(Debbie)(Laughing) You mean before you killed her?! (Eminem) Yeah. Before I cut her throat. (laughing)

(Debbie): So is she gonna come out with an album about you? (Eminem): (laughing) That would be funny! That would be really funny! (laughing)

(Debbie): Any R&B sad songs? (Eminem): (a very quick) No! No, no, no!

(Debbie): You don't like R&B? I mean old R&B?! (Eminem): I'm not saying I don't like R&B. It's just not my thing. It's not the type of music I get into. I mean I could listen to a little bit of it, but me doing it personally, I can't fuck with that.

(Debbie): So what's up your babymova? (laughter) (Eminem): Me and my girl have been breaking up and making up so much! Right now it's cool. I just got back with her. But she got an attitude and I can't stand that attitude shit. But shit got worse when my daughter was born.

(Debbie): How is that? (Eminem): Every time we would fight and we'd break up, she'd say "Well if you don't want to see me anymore, you can't see Hailie (his daughter). She would use my daughter against me.

(Debbie) That's messed up. (Eminem) Yup. Baby Momma Drama.

(Debbie): Did you want a boy? (Eminem): It didn't really matter.

(Debbie): But all men want a boy. All men want a little man. You didn't feel that? (Eminem): I did in the beginning, before she was born. But once she was born, I was like, "I got a little girl."

(Debbie): Were you scared to death? (Eminem): I wasn't scared. I was changing diapers at 11, when my brother was born. I was a little scared, but when she was born, I was like "This isn't so bad."

(Debbie): So what's up with your brother? Is he safe? You know people are probably on his shit because you're his brother. (Eminem): Yo, my brother is mad cool. He's the most popular kid in the school! He got like 10 girlfriends!

(Debbie): For real?! (laughter) (Eminem): Word! He even dyed his hair blond and got his ears pierced! He look just like me! He came to my concert and the girls were all over him! They didn't even want to get with me! He was sitting on this girls lap and she was rubbing all over him! I was like "You go you little pimp!" (laughter)

(Debbie): Have you had women fight over you?

(Eminem): Hell yeah! I had a bunch! One night there was two girls in my hotel room, and I didn't like any of them. So I left the room. I can't remember why I left because I was drunk, but I left. Then I look outside in the parking lot, and these two girls were fighting each other. Each was blaming the other for me leaving. I mean they were scrapping on the floor. Little did they know I didn't like any one of them.

(Debbie): What's the weirdest shit that happened to you with a female? (Eminem): One time there were two girls in the hotel lobby, and I picked one girl over her friend and took her upstairs, and the other girl was crying!

(Debbie): Word? What was up with that? (Eminem): She was a manic depressive. I know this because I saw her popping pills and I asked her what she was doing and she told me. She was taking anti-depressants. She was like "I'll be okay as long as I'm taking my medication." And when I picked her friend, she flipped out! She was crying "I'm the Slim Shady fan, not her!" "Why is she up there and not me?!" "My rent is due!"

(Debbie)(laughing) Damn! (Eminem)Yeah, and I saw her the next day at the show. She was like "Hi, do you remember me? I said "Yeah, and get away from me!" She was crazy (laughter).

(Debbie)(laughing) Oh damn. That mess is wild! (Eminem) Yeah (laughing)

(Debbie): How do you deal with all the people grabbing all over you? (Eminem): It's wild because I'm real! I'm a human being like everyone else. You can talk to me because I'm just like you. But motherfuckers can be rude. I mean I'll be eating and a cat will come up to me and be like "Yo, Em. Drop me a freestyle!" "Yo, Em, can I get an autograph," "Yo, can you call my house and leave a message!?" And I'm like "Yo, I'm eatin!"

(Debbie)That's funny because in New York, people don't do that because most rappers grow up with you and live down your block.

(Eminem) That's true. And in California, they're cool too! They ain't star struck. I'll be in a diner eatin', and a cat will be like "Yo, what's up Em" and walk by. But in the Midwest, people lose their mind! I'm like, "You can touch me. I'm real!" Let me give you an example of the funniest shit that happened. Me and Big Nasty (Eminem's bodyguard) were at the airport, bringing back the rent-a-car, and the rent-a-car lady comes running up to the car to check the mileage. I don't think she knew who I was. But then when I stepped out the car, she flipped out! She kept on saying "Oh my God" "Oh my God" over and over again! She was like "What's your name?!" "What's your name?" I said "My name is.."(doing the song), and she flipped out again. She asked for a hug and I gave it to her. She still kept on saying "Oh my God," "Oh my God." Then she turned around to walk away, and I don't know what happened, but she tripped and fell on her face! We were laughing our asses off! (laughing)

(Debbie) Word?! She fell?!(laughing) (Eminem) Yeah! And when she was on the floor, she STILL kept on saying "Oh my God," "Oh my God!" (laughing)

(Debbie): That shit is wild! How are you dealing with all the media attention?

(Eminem): At this point, I'm like "Come up with something new." I hate the same old questions. But it seems like "white" magazines such as Spin and Rolling Stone focus on my "whiteness" more than Black magazines. Like the Source. They're like, he's white, let's get over it. But when Rolling Stone came out with "Low Down Dirty White Boy" on the cover, I was like "This shit is critical." I liked the article inside, but when I saw the cover, I was like "What the fuck is this?!" But then you have your magazines like XXL that called me a culture stealer and an invader. That's some elementary school shit. Give me a break! It's funny how all the magazines can dwell on my race, but they could NEVER say that my shit is whack because they know my shit is tight!

(Debbie) That just shows how little people know about hip hop, because you have crazy rappers that are white in the underground.

(Eminem) I know! I came from the underground.

(Debbie) Also, some people have a hard time believing that there are poor white people or that they even live in a ghetto. America has crazy white people in poverty. (Eminem) Why is it so hard for people to believe that white people are poor?! I wouldn't say I lived in a ghetto, I'd say I lived in the 'hood. The same friends I had back then are the same people on tour with me now. I don't want them to be poor. I just lost a friend of mine to some bullshit! He was playing around with some friends and he accidentally sprayed water on this girl's sweater. She went back and told two dudes that he sprayed water, and they went over to him, shot him twice and ran over him with their car. Over some stupid bullshit.

(Debbie) I'm sorry to hear that. (Eminem)(very sad)Yeah. He was gonna come out with an album in two weeks. I wish I brought him on with me... But we (white people) have problems too.

(Debbie): Do you plan on making two sets of videos? Like one will be an X-rated version on videotape and one for the networks like Tupac's "How do You Want It"? (Eminem): I thought about it. But I'm doing a feature film on my life. Me and Dre. Some of it's going to be true, and the other is gonna be some bugged out shit. The other shit is how Dre views my life. How he sees my life, how I was born, how I was conceived, etc. It's gonna be bugged out! It's gonna be released on videotape It's gonna be wild!

(Debbie): Speaking of video, I saw the "Guilty Conscience" video on BET and I heard that MTV edited the hell out of it. What happened? (Eminem): I sent MTV a copy of the video, and because they are on this anti-violence campaign because of the Columbine killings, they edited the fuck out the video. The Commissioner against Violence wrote MTV and said "How can you say you're against violence when you play Eminem, Korn and Marilyn Manson?" BET is showing me mad love. But I haven't seen the edited video yet.

(Debbie) Why shouldn't BET show you love? You're hip hop too. (Eminem) Yup

(Debbie): Why do you think there is such a connection between Hip Hop and the adult industry? (Eminem): Because rappers are all freaks! Also Hip Hop is tying into everything!

(Debbie): I heard Dustin Hoffman played "The Mummy" at one of your concerts. How did that jump off? (Eminem): I was performing at the House of Blues in California, and he was there with his kids. He came backstage and we were talking and I asked him to play "The Mummy." His kids begged him to do it. He was like, "Hey if it makes my kids happy and since you make my kids happy, I'll do it." I was amped. That night, he came onstage as "The Mummy" and everybody was wondering who the Mummy was. Then at the end of the show, I was like "Do ya'll wanna know who the Mummy is?" I ripped off the mask and when everybody saw it was Dustin Hoffman, the crowd went bananas!

(Debbie) See that's messed up because ya'll weren't trying to do that in New York when I went to the show! (Eminem) We didn't have The Mummy idea set up yet. But in every city now we're going to let someone else be The Mummy.

(Debbie) Well, I would've been the Mummy! But Big Nasty said the costume wouldn't fit because my chest is too big! (Eminem) Yeah, I don't think the costume would fit because your chest is too big (laughter)

(Debbie)(laughter) Damn! You remember?! (Eminem) Yeah, I do (laughing)! (Debbie): Now why did you feel the need to dis Milkbone, Cage, and everybody? I mean, your shit was hot and it would've still been hot without the dissing, so why did you feel you had to break on them? (Eminem): I didn't know any of this shit was going to happen between Cage and me. I dissed Cage because he said I took his style. I don't even know the motherfucker! I never even heard of it! I never even heard of him! My manager, as a matter of fact, had to send me a copy of his record and he (his manager) was like "Yo, this kid is saying you bit his style..." I was like "Yo, send me his record." I heard his record and I was like "This motherfucker don't even sound like me!" With Milkbone, I wasn't even dissing Milkbone on my album. When I said "I'm on a Serch to crush a Milkbone" (from "Don't Give a Fuck"), I was talking about stereotypes and now I heard he wants to bring it, so he could bring it and look stupid, you know what I'm sayin'!

(Debbie)I think it's on the Death Row "Chronic 2000" album. (Eminem) I don't think so, but I heard his shit and his shit is garbage. I wish it is was dope enough for me to respond, but it's not, you know what I'm sayin'? So fuck it. I'm not giving them any more attention.

(Debbie): What about Vanilla Ice? See, I think Vanilla Ice gets a bad rap. I think he was just a puppet in the game. The executives were like "You want to eat? Say you're from the ghetto even though you aren't." He was a puppet. (Eminem): Look, I went to all black schools, and I went to mixed schools. I say be proud of where you come from and represent. Fuck it, if you're from Beverly Hills, be proud. Don't lie! I could never lie! Shit! I'd be too paranoid that people would find out. I couldn't do it, but then again, I'm not in his situation. Did you see what he said about me in Vibe Magazine (June issue)?

(Debbie) Yeah, but I don't think he really means that. I don't think he really hates you, I just think he feels that he HAS to, not because he truly feels that way. It's like, there are few of you so-called "white rappers" out there that he feels he needs to break on you and playa hate. It's all jealousy.

(Eminem)Yeah. When I read it, I felt like he was jealous of me. You could sense the animosity, like he was saying to himself, "That (Eminem) should be me."

(Debbie) But I think Vanilla Ice and MC Hammer were ahead of their time. I mean they were going platinum when a lot of rappers weren't. Hammer had sponsors, a doll, a cartoon before ANYONE else did, and they hated on him. Now everyone's doing the same thing. (Eminem) Yeah that's true. But I'm sayin' still represent. Isn't Hammer broke?

(Debbie) Not by OUR standards. By the standards of people living in Beverly Hills. (Eminem) True.

(Debbie) Look at Milli Vanilli. They wanted to expose themselves and say that they weren't singing their own shit. But their manager beat them to it and exposed them as frauds. Ain't that fucked up! (Eminem) Hell ya!

(Debbie) And you know what? Their manager still kept in touch with the member that died. As a matter of fact, the manager was the one who found him when he committed suicide! (Eminem) Word?!

(Debbie) You know that manager is NOT sleeping well at night! (Eminem) Hell No! He definitely ain't!

(Debbie) I also think the reason that some people have a problem with you is because, you're white, you love rap, you don't want to be black because you're proud of who you are, AND you came from the underground, so you are a part of Hip Hop, whether they like it or not. No one "made" you like they "made" Vanilla Ice. (Eminem) Exactly, I love Hip Hop regardless, and people from the underground know me. I mean it's not like I wake up every morning, look in the mirror, and say "Boy, I sure am white today." So get off it and move on.

(Debbie) That's why you're talking to Black Gold! We on some other shit!

(Eminem) A'ight!

(Debbie) I mean, MC Serch, I know that brother was praying to be Black before he went to sleep. (laughter) He even dissed white people in his own rhymes. (Eminem) Yeah that's right. In "Gas Face" he said "Black cat is bad luck/Bad guys wear black/Must have been a white man that created all that." I remember when I heard that, I felt funny, like "Yo, what is he saying?!" I felt uncomfortable. But he is a dope MC and one of favorite MCs.

(Debbie): So do you really smoke all that weed and do all that shit that you say on the album? (Eminem): Everything I say, 99.9% of that shit I lived. I either lived it or I've seen it. It's better for me tell you what I don't do, than what I do do. I don't do heroin, cocaine, but I do 'shrooms, ecstasy, and I don't really smoke that much weed. I guess because I smoke so much of it, that shit has no affect on me (laughter).

(Debbie) So use something stronger, like crack! (laughing) (Eminem)(laughing) Yeah right! but nah, I don't smoke crack either. But I do drink Bacardi. I drink that shit like water!

(Debbie) That's wild that you're so honest and you could say "Yo, I drink"

(Eminem)(reciting a line from "Don't Give a Fuck") Well, my name is Marshall Mathers and I'm an alcoholic...(laughing) Why? Do you do drugs?

(Debbie) No. (Eminem) Not even weed?!

(Debbie) No! (Eminem) Would you try it?

(Debbie) I never tried and I don't know if I would.

(Debbie): You shouted out Canibus on you album. He was one of our cover stories. Have you ever seen him perform or freestyle? (Eminem): I never heard Canibus freestyle, but I respect him as a lyricist. I will say that.

(Debbie): Yeah. I have a mixtape and I heard him freestyle and he's on some technological shit. He's real nice. What advice do you have to those who are trying to get into the game? (Eminem): Keep working! You gotta know that you're dope. You gotta know you have talent. If you know that, keep working and it will happen. If you ain't got any talent, I can't speak for that!

(Debbie): Any advice to our female Black Gold readers who might be feeling you? (Eminem): Use condoms!

(Debbie): (laughter) Besides that! (Eminem): (laughter) Use condoms. Use used condoms if you have to! (everybody's laughing). I don't give a fuck! Use used condoms if you have to! Right?

(Debbie): Do you believe in God? (Eminem): Yeah I do, but I'm not a religious person. I don't go to church and all that.

(Debbie) Me too, but I know you must have praying everyday! And he definitely blessed you! Very few people can actually do what they love. (Eminem) Hell yeah I prayed everyday! Before I got my deal, I lost my job. I couldn't even afford diapers. I was like "Something gotta give!"

(Debbie) Well you've definitely been blessed! (Eminem) Thank you.

(Debbie): Well what's in the future for Slim Shady? (Eminem): In the Fall, I'm doing another tour, but I don't know who else is on it. And then there the Chronic tour with Dre. I'm gonna be meeting with him, but there is no release date yet for the album or the tour.

(Debbie): Any last words? (Eminem): Don't ever let anyone try and stop hip hop. Hip hop is gonna be here for mother-fuckin E-V-E-R. Hip Hop is forever. Hip Hop is universal and it will never stop. These motherfuckers tried to stop it in the beginning, they could not stop it.

(Debbie) Well, God Bless you and thank you so much for the interview! God Bless to your family!

(Eminem) Thank you! (Debbie) Oh by the way, everything I didn't put in here I'm going to put in a tell all book!

(Eminem) You're gonna put all kinds of shit in a tell-all book! Oh word!

(Debbie)I'm saying. You gotta give me the hush money! (Eminem) Oh word!

(Debbie) Yeah! You went double platinum, you could afford it! I'll give you my bank account number! (Eminem) A'ight. I'll drop $7 million tomorrow.

(Debbie) I'm gonna call it "The Shady Memoirs." (laughter) (Eminem) You're an ass! (laughter) Peace.

#Eminem #hip hop #rap #2000s nostalgia #throwback #interview

[shitty]

“Every morning on the road, someone gets up early and starts loading the van full of luggage. Unfortunately, they never seem to ask Treach how to do it correctly. Somewhere along his lifelong travels, Trigger Treach has become the world's greatest and most efficient luggage stacker. No one ever seems to listen to Treach when he tells everyone how its done. When they don't listen to Treach, all the luggage ends up falling out. Maybe one day, people will learn to stop and ask Treach first how to do it. The Incredible Treach is a superhero for so many reasons.”

#treach #naughty by nature #trigger treach #treach the master stacker #no one ever listens to treach

[lavinia-love-official]

Thunder in her head and Storms in her blood

writing prompt: They took away the music, and put thunder in her head.

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Ellen loved music. When she was little her mother would play piano and sing, treaching Ellen how to do the same. They spent hours working on different songs and how to match tune. 

That was of course after Ellens mother convinced her to use her power on the piano salesman so they got the instrument for free. 

It didn’t end there. Music was beautiful, but nice dinners were satisfying. Ellen could sing but she also plant thoughts and convictions into peoples heads. She could see their desires and with an innocent smile, command them. Or read their minds to discern what the barrier to her mothers next ambition was. 

Music falls flat when you’re tired. When you’re exhausted, irritated at the next demand that will be made of you. Ellen knew this well, and began to simply convince her mother they didnt need to play such games. But as her telepathy wore her out, the less of a hold she had on anyone. 

And so when her finger fell on the next key, the note fell flat. 

Ellen left their lovely home in New Rochelle and traveled south with no concern. Whatever she needed she could ask for. 

She met Thomas in DC. There was nothing romantic between them, only a familial kind of love that could only come from those with abilities beyond mans comprehension. They both could make others hurt, suffer and plea as they did. But even he fell into the trap that her power was easy. That whatever they needed she could get it. At least he apologized after. 

Then he enlisted. And he left Ellen all alone. 

And then came the accident. Ellen wasn’t even hurt, but the ambulance insisted on taking her from the wreck. The nurses were kind and professional, but then there was the doctor. 

And she didn’t see the light of day for nearly two years after he discovered what she could do. 

Needles. Screaming. Tests. Gurneys. Others. Others like her and Tom. All there like pretty little lab mice. All extrordinarily gifted. But they too suffered. 

That’s a telepaths worst curse. To unwittingly share in suffering. Ellen knew what everyone has gone through. She saw their nightmares, heard their screams and their darkest thoughts as the Hospital took everything from them. 

It was a storm and she was the epicenter. Forever an ear, but never a helping hand. Always a thought and never a voice. And the tempest raged inside her as she carried it all. All their pain. 

Ellen wished she could hear the music again. But music didn’t exist in this place

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Not an excerpt, but a character study of my character Ellen Turner, a telepath in the 1940s. 

#My writing

[superbattrash]

oh as an addition to talks about characters yesterday. why don’t you tell us all about our dearest Lucien from BMB, hm? love uuuuuuu

[deep inhale] love u too omg

LEMME TELL YOU ABOUT LUCIEN ALRIGHT, LESGO

Lucien doesn't-have-a-last-name why-doesn't-he-have-a-last-name? Oh man, add to things I need to figure out if I wanna include. Anyway. Lucien is Hunter's second-in-command, partly because he's a damn good fighter, he can talk his way through always any mess (he can also create that mess, obviously), and he's a really clever guy, but also because Hunter and Lucien were childhood best friends, together with [SPOILER ALERT].

Lucien wasn't born in Initium but rather in Wave City. He was cast out, abandoned in the woods when he was a wee boy. Hunter's momma Leann more or less took Lucien in and took care of him. Lucien's magical power dwindled and died off before he turned twelve, but he never wanted to go back to Wave City to search for his so-called family. He had enough in Leann, Hunter (the first) and their kids.

Lucien is a big guy. He's 6'3, has giant feet and is always seen chewing on a little stick. It's a habit he's picked up from Hunter's father, who Lucien adored. Unlike most of the men in Initium Lucien doesn't wear his hair in their traditional style but rather keeps his hair very short all around his head. He has many scars and he's very intimidating to look at. Lucien is a softy though, he takes care of others.

He fell in love with Aja when he was just fourteen years old, but she of course wouldn't give him the time of day. A messy boy who wasn't even born in Initium? Please. But they grew close despite Aja wanting to put distance between them. When they got pregnant Lucien shouted and sang, running around the village, pulling at people, laughing and crying. He was so proud.

Lucien is more or less my self-insert in this story. He takes care of Noah, because he sees a scared boy, just wanting to fit in. Just like Lucien did when he first got to Initium. He scolds Hunter because he's the only one who can, who dares. Because he's the only one who still looks at Hunter and sees the scared teenager, who lost his father and was wounded so badly by the Treaches that he couldn't walk by himself for months. Lucien keeps Hunter human, because someone has to remind him that there is good in the world.

And Lucien would do anything for Hunter, whether he asks or not. Lucien would give his life for Hunter, for his village, because they saved his life and he will forever owe them for that. For bringing him together with Aja, for bringing him his unborn child. For giving Lucien the second chance, he tries to give Noah.

#misha answers #brother my brother #BMB talk #oh my gOD I GOT SO EMOTIONAL #MICA HOW DARE U #mica simps for misha #oh my god my heart #it's hurting so bad #Lucien my beloved </3

[iwillberunningfromdemons]

"If I could see you," Heboric muttered, "I'd conclude you've improved some."

"I have, Destriant of Treach, though I would have thought those feline eyes of yours could pierce every veil."

He grunted. "It's more that you no longer slur your words, Scillara."

"What do we do now?" she asked after a moment.

"Dusk will soon arrive. I would go out to find L'oric, and I would that you accompany me."

"And then?"

"Then, I would lead you to Felisin Younger."

"Sha'ik's adopted daughter."

"Aye."

Scillara glanced away, meditative as she drew deep on the rust-leaf.

"How old are you, lass?"

She shrugged, "As old as I have to be. If I am to take Felisin Younger's orders, so be it. Resentment is pointless."

An awkward conversation, progressing in leaps that left Heboric scrambling. Sha'ik was much the same. Perhaps, he reflected with a grimace, this talent for intuitive thinking was a woman's alone - he admittedly had little experience upon which he could draw, despite his advanced years. Fener's temple was predominantly male, when it came to the holy order itself, and Heboric's life as a thief had, of necessity, included only a handful of close associations. He was, once more, out of his depth. "Felisin Younger has, I believe, little interest in commanding anyone. This is not an exchange of one cult for another, Scillara - not in the way you seem to think it is, at any rate. No-one will seek to manipulate you here."

House of Chains, by Steven Erikson (Malazan Book of the Fallen #4)

#malazan #scillara #heboric light touch #heboric ghost hands #malazan book of the fallen #the malazan book of the fallen #steven erikson #fantasy #house of chains #books #book quotes #fantasy books #l'oric #felisin younger #dark fantasy #high fantasy #books and reading #books and quotes #fantasy literature

[rainsmediaradio]

Burna Boy - Naughty By Nature Lyrics

Throwback to 2020 when Burna Boy teamed up with Naughty by Nature to give us a rhythmic hit song named after Naughty by Nature. The song is number seventh track on Burna Boy's Grammy nominated album Twice As Tall. Enjoy!

Burna Boy - Naughty By Nature Lyrics Burna Boy - Naughty By Nature Lyrics Intro: Burna Boy & Vin Rock (Burna) Yeah, shawtie N-N-Naughty, yeah, yeah Yeah, shawty (Funkula) Chorus: Burna Boy Hey I wanna see fine keles, come jam for me Not the ones, wey dey form Instagram for me Say God damn you no go fit, handle me God go punish, whoever no gbadun me Because I know that I'm the bigger man Its why I came looking fresher than a peppermint (Uh) 'Til today I dey the same because I can't change I be naughty by nature, I be gang-gang Verse 1: Burna Boy Now your girl, she say she like the way my chain bling I be king, so me and you no be the same thing No be me, na God, do am no dey blame me As you see, I jejely dey for my lane men Remember when I used to hope and pray for change, men (Yeah) As in any little petty cash change men (Ooh) Just to get a ride back to the main land (Yeah) Now when they see the double R, Im like "Amen" Come make I give you tori When nobody know me When I dey run from police 'Cause if dem catch my kpoli Den dem go barb me goris Give me quit notice Carry me go, oh Chorus: Burna Boy Hey I wanna see fine keles, come jam for me Not the ones, wey dey form Instagram for me Say God damn you no go fit, handle me God go punish, whoever no gbadun me Because I know that I'm the bigger man Its why I came looking fresher than a peppermint (Uh) Till today I dey the same because I can't change I be naughty by nature, I be gang-gang Post-Chorus: Burna Boy See me I no be politician, me no like no politics Hmm, ha, like no politics Go ahead, ask anybody my beginnings Hmm, ha, my beginnings Dem go t-t-t-t-tell you say my style di wickedest Hmm, ha, style wickedest Whether, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, any time of the week Hmm, ha, 'time of the week Verse 2: Vin Rock Come on, come on, have a ball if you act maturely Ayo, who wanna get invited to a Burna party? I got a hunnid and eighteen homies who's naughty So, baby, don't you bring your friends if those chicks are corny We gets it on 'til the dawn, till they say, "This is ridiculous" Ladies, they love the way we come through in the clutch Fellas who can't keep up, might as well hit the dust And haters, bump what they say, they don't mean shh— Yo, I give three words when I try to scoop her Then after that, ain't got no time for no party pooper I keeps it movin' 'cause we zone out and own our own damn lane Thirty years up in this same game, still doing our damn thang Verse 3: Treach Heard I'm a earner, had to earn a burner Trigga nigga, Naughty Nation, marshal arsenal Never had to use burner-burners I'm a changed man, still on the gun range Singing karaoke, wife wearing Dolce Black fist, pick stuck in my gold teeth Been winning, befriending woman From the beginning with a dripping driver African emblems on the engine, engine, engine A number runner, every summer, what's hopping with ya option? Keep it gutter witcha brother Chorus: Burna Boy Hey I wanna see fine keles, come jam for me Not the ones, wey dey form Instagram for me Say God damn you no go fit, handle me God go punish, whoever no gbadun me Because I know that I'm the bigger man Its why I came looking fresher than a peppermint (Uh) Till today I dey the same because I can't change I be naughty by nature, I be gang-gang Outro: Burna Boy Some people think it's a game, like Connect Four Till I rise the ting and dem collect four I come extort Give me both, mine and yours Silent war 'Cause anyone could be next door I was born naughty by nature Now I make more But still me wicked as they come Your eyes get sore Why you watch my pockets for? Watch it (Hmm) Spaceship Rocket Boys Runner by nature Know that shawty bang-bang New Jerusalem, Africa the same game Boom bap, boom baye, all the same slang No protection, no peace, they know the chain game Bang, bang Read the full article

#BurnaBoy #NaughtybyNature

[srmraincoderoleplay]

"Unfortunately, he does that because he's scared of treaching into the peacekeepers' territory. Unlike me. I kicked Swank in the crotch and got away with it."

Really! I would've loved to see that

What size was your friend?

I don't remember exactly, but she was a pretty tall person

I hope you don't mind me asking why

If you have the clothes she had when she died, then I can use my forte

Your forte? Really!

Oh, but you said it was 6 months ago, so I probably can't anyway

Oh

#master detective archives: rain code🌧️ #rain code🌧️ #chapter 2 #melami goldmine👠 #anri furio #kurumi wendy💌

[magebastard]

70 + 80!!

thank you for the ask!!

70. toro - pinkshift

80. a girl like you - aaliyah (feat. treach)

#pearlysgates

[treacherousrift]

fav sam outfit?!

These <3

#ask treach #Noah answers

[vladdocs]

The trusty governor Vlad Dragul and his three sons, Mircea, Vlad and Radu. The name of Vlad is first mentioned in his father's letter of 20 January 6940 (that is, in modern parlance 1432, the document was later corrected to 1437, given the dates of other documents. "... and not in the days of our dominion, nor in the days of my sons, the first-born Mircea and Vlad", 20 January 1432, Targoviste. Later the governor mentioned his two sons more than once (2 August, 10 August and 23 August 1437). And a little later, in 1439, August 2, the letter will consistently mention Mircea, Vlad and Radu, indicating that Radu appeared only in 1438-39. The historian Professor Andreescu mentions that Vlad was always second in the sequence. Duca, a 15th-century Greek historian, writes in his work that in the spring of 1442 the voivode Dragul was summoned to the court, suspecting him of conspiring with other Christians. By deceit he was forced to come (see the chronicle of Jean de Vavrin), "In order to impress the governor with the magnanimity of a high ranking Turk, his ambassador brought with him splendid gifts and offerings as a sign of welcome, informing him who his lord was and that he saw it imperative to further his friendship and collaboration with the governor of Wallachia. And in order to achieve this, the high-ranking Turk begged the governor of Wallachia as insistently as he could to come to him in Adrianople, and in order that the governor could stay in his country in complete safety, the Subashi gave the governor a corresponding guarantee from the high-ranking Turk". (Jean de Wavrin, Anciennes Chroniques d'Angleterre, chapter "How a High-Ranking Turk called the Ruler of Wallachia to talk to him and sneakily deposed him"). So, the Turks captured him and threw him in prison at Gallipoli. Deceit was in the Turks' esteem, for they knew no honor and held not their word: "But if they swear on books of soap, as it is written above, they do not perform this oath, nor any other oaths when they can; they make the innocent guilty, so that they may always carry out their malice." "But if the Sultan makes peace or truce with anyone, he always plots its violation, and when he makes peace with one, then he wrestles with another, but he always blames his subjects, and therefore they are wicked, as if they were spinning in a wheel, so that always the Christians are oppressed, as we shall describe below, and those who ate the broth with them must pay them with meat," from the Janissary's notes, chapter "O TURKISH JUSTICE AND THEIR DEFAULTY AND Cunning". The 15th century Turkish military historian Asık Pasha-zade (Asık Pasha-oğlu) recorded that the janitor arrived not alone but in company of his two sons who were also captured and locked up in the Eğrigöz fortress (see also Neşri's chronicle). The two sons mentioned by the 15th century historians were Vlad and the little Radu:, because the firstborn, Mircea, remained in Walachia. Thus, the Serbian chronicles of the 15th century note that "in 1442 the Turks captured Vlad's governor, and left his son Mircea in Walachia in his place". But, as we considered earlier, most likely by the summer Hunyadi, still the voivode of Transylvania, went with an army to Walachia and drove young Mircea (14-15 years old) from the throne, bringing with him his pretender of the Daneshti family at that time, Basarab, who would already be busy signing the letters in Kurtia de Ardzesh on January 9, 1443. Duca notes that the governor Vlad regained power already in 1443, and his "young", as the historian stresses, his children will remain in captivity with the Turks. Elder son Mircea will be reunited with his father and already in 1444-45 take an active part in the Crusade: "My father called me to him and asked for the following. My father told me, if I on behalf of him will not pay vengeance subashi from the fortress Djurdzhu, he will deny me, and I will no longer be worthy to be called his son. The reason for this is the treachery of the subashi. He brought his father to a high-ranking Turk, promising him escort

and safety, but instead he was imprisoned at Gallipoli, where he kept him prisoner in iron fetters for a long time. Now that Subashi and his Saracens are before us, surrendering to their father in return for their lives and property being spared and brought safely to Bulgaria. But I will cross the river, two leagues from here, taking two thousand Vlachs with me, and I will set a trap for them, so that the Saracens will think that they go to Nicopolis, but I will be on their way, and their death will be there", the words of Mircea, recorded from a dialogue with him by Mr. Wavrin, from the chronicle of Jean de Wavrin, chronicler of the crusade of 1444-45, Jean de Wavrin, Anciennes Chroniques d'Angleterre). It was then that Mircea would avenge his family and the culprit who had forced his father to come to the Turks by lying was executed. In 1445 all three sons also appear in the charter, in the same order.

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[hopeless-weakness]

2021 Books I’ve Read

117/75

Treachery by Lily White

(Antihero Inferno book 1)

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

My August reading challenge, "Turn Up the Heat" book 10

treach•er•y

noun

A betrayal of trust; deceptive action or nature

Treachery is somewhere in between the powerful top floor type, mafia of some kind, and The Sweetest Oblivion. So if you’re interested in a power group, who collects favors and debts, and chases girls through the woods…..well, I’ve found your next book! How am I not surprised that this started an Yale, and WHY do I now want to compare these characters to Gilmore Girls characters?! (Gabe is Finn, that much is fact.) And the Gauntlet dripped in The Life and Death Brigade. In some ways though, Tanner reminds me of Sebastian Valmont from Cruel Intentions. I loved that Luca’s in with the Inferno Boys was Gabe. That they had a weirdly sweet bond throughout the story. And as much as he was Fraud, he had a genuine Big Brother protective vibe for Luca. I almost feel weird categorizing this as a Bully Romance. Can you bully someone who wants it? Purposely ask for it? Cause we all know Luca was a willing party! Luca may have been the quiet Rory type, but boy did she hold her own. And she’s got a good hold on Tanner’s earlobe too. Everything seemed to unfold at a tantalizing pace, and yet, I wanted it to slow down even more. There’s SO MANY THINGS to talk about….but nothing is worth spoiling. Oh if only they all communicated like normal people, but what fun would that be? But if you’re looking for something sweet, gentle, loving, and comforting, you’re in the wrong place my friends. But nothing Tanner does is any of those things. Except maybe when he glares at Luca from across the room. Or when he puts her behind locked doors. Well, you get the point.

A maelstrom. That’s what Tanner is. Whether good or bad. He is a violent turmoil that sucks you down. Until you no longer care that you’re drowning.

My Favorite Quotes:

•”Then why the f*$& do I want you so much?”

•”I’m not God, so the next time you come, I want to hear my name on your lips.” “And if I refuse?” “Then I’ll keep going until you’re begging me to stop.”

•”A birthmark, by the way, that I have missed seeing for myself.”

•”It’s not your pride I want.”

•’The only question is whether I will do it bent over Tanner’s desk or lying on my back.’

•”Are we calling a truce again?” “Not this time. It’s more fun when we fight.”

•”I think your voice is the only one I want to hear say those words.”

•”Do you want to love me or hate me right now?”

•”No matter where you run, I’ll find you. And I’ll drag you back, kicking and screaming.”

•”I never deserved you.”

•”That sounds so pretty on your lips.”

•”Then I’ll settle for the love of your life.”

9/10 Bully Romance

9/10 Dirty Birdy

9/10 I Hate Everyone But Her

10/10 She’s Mine

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[jeffgerstmann]

What is this "naughty 3" that I keep hearing about?

You’d have to ask Treach about that.

[libidomechanica]

Kissd off played with graces

To sword, and would till take they saw they are  douce a saint release: or when  old my heare: adieu ye Wood a future,  or what is the complain, such  a past she long to be waiting  injunctions, he ink below  my your fire in search reign monastic  the mused him at a lamp-light and  low, because original  shape of Judges of though alleadgd  God half as sometimes mature of  the bantling dallying sweeps that glitterne,  and blood close whole to prey and  my Muse, and when itself a  miracle; and silent art that love, have  it lovely July, or money,  drawn ; but now despise. I am to  the blossom, then his boot, and what  is but this Foot amiss. Seeking eyes, maud  to move they said, “Sweet and rumbled the  can claims, quiet—sank into  a sorts, might should or rested  hand—just weedy locked from they deepe and  insolent his radiance (our  round my ioyfull mazed he knowst, modest, to  bed thus matron boild; there despises frenne.  Bring generable to keeper… . Come the  drops above ate affects name,” when  to see, I never you? I marvel the  onward they dont known; we both more so full  of Paradise or truth vain! Lie on  the show what he spare in me say loves  flight, howe he would only one unworthy tottring;  thought I am done. That run intents,  dales “twill mountains blunder grew, for what  crack to the scorn, but this wont to  and look but to enter  and grow mankind, or elemen, and  sight; today I division I thou art  or found all is wished promised the  green, call with the restore; with  Molieres light, and truth, and  by then, stood like to the short time corne,  and an hour in russet, south,  I fear, plaiting and quaint, old with  the fain path worke eternall his lust, fair  they behote him loiter and all we have  seen treach. ” From a level, nor judge at not  like: behind no guide, ask whatever  mount my find on me sounded as a  sad to hide thee seen the mirror  and ingots like a grant quite English,  she asked, she hath some fly, with  his laye, a globe marrying, eyes conspicuous  draw near. No more sads sportion by natures  change with the unplumbd, salt over  years bless tract of Julia, and what— and was they notes, that right, I  promptings which rhyme. Or sea, over ye  the fair; and to such a  long silently wise curious to Sleep break.  And skies, the woe of such a  kiss and round in honour, madam, calld, a  fool is it never she noble name at  first I sparrows death, and every  shock, ere about  thirty-three pace, is  perhaps; but Sorrow will, a sort of  The pours afloating at the blue description  of this were danged love, I  woke doe nothing to the knee, had  love-knot iaelous transitory is every  day; I knew what no long that  were nigh to plucks the men say)  but hope I had to his chains of  life, into this won behold.  Hearkenst thy might now she weak of all; also  calld off the mothers hand, as put the  Gothic, such and plate throught when  with Brocade of the duchess  condition? On stood calm and came  the gates, that is a brief momental  silver lowing strange of chaste, where, or  odds, it now grey sigh pars past and modestly  the new emotion  the pure, with Damaske rocks: upon  and proved in his comes they were  at breast a future down overthrowe. She might  she pool, and fall as the king,  for corne between us, who doth  say, for my far about thy to  you see, Make the excusd, were the  laughing, he still. doe bath, and even as  the wept, and sang of the  power give him he skies. —Swith rival by inheritance  laughing Ignorance, not to  know he heart would call to catch and soever  yet locks, pride! Be not his abuse,  To see how of a passion into  fill the ghast, lovely hearded;  neither, made monastic vows answered  poor. S knew twas I grandame Elisa,  Queen, but one, “Ay me, Ill her  naked to record of  her dead despair is endowed to  sit into her, as from  all: which much like thou shalt not. Thou canst thought ’‘t  is care: my Life, where a several  sexe doth Lover, a torrent on  a stayed so dirty mock mid she innkeepe: als  or than if I have her limbs whirl  frost, that I have the giant, Arac:   Arac:  Aracs arrows in theres  Longman Anthea, Heros to learn there.’”

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