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lee-scribbles-and-doodles · 3 years

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Episode 4 reaction

Sam and Max using the roach to prank the commisioner 😄😄😄 (Date Goals)

"Demonic possession is the gift that keeps on giving"

We're fighting the president? Is this the golem Abe Lincoln intro episode?

It is, I wasn't paying attention to the episode title or image I just hit play as soon as the game booted up

"Get the keys" Lol of course the only thing Max cares about is his gun

Can we talk about how much of a bop the intro is. I wasn't paying it much attention previously but it's real nice

Asdfgh how did Max's boxing glove get on the white house lawn?

Lol why is Jimmy allowed in the white house

"Doggy daddy, this is lose canon. Requesting permission to pants this goon."

"Ah, emotional violence. Good plan!"

I like Superball :)

"I'd like you to smell these two handkerchiefs and tell me which smells more like clauroform."

"I want to write down a reminder to smother you with a pillow in your sleep."

"I'll drive!" "Not while I'm alive." "Exactly."

"That fox is totally checking you out. Go for it Sam!"

Lol. Sybil is a dating service now.

"Ever feel lonely, Max?" "No, I have the voices to keep me company."

Sybil's surprised that Sam and Max want to get dates. I'm 100% sure she ships them.

Lol, she really diagnosed them with "mlm who should be dating."

Lol, she agrees with Max that being a volcano God is better than being a matchmaker.

Mr. Spatula apparently went crazy because of Sam's blood???

"I still don't trust him, Sam. He's tasted your blood."

They're keeping Leonard in the closet!?

Oh, Hugh Bliss. At least he's better than the soda poppers. (I think it says something that peepers creeps me out more than the obvious cult leader).

It's cute that Max is so into the prismatology nonsense.

Bosco is Russian now

Max breaking the fourth wall and staring directly into my soul was slightly creepy

Asdfgh HOW does he have a satellite defence system?

His truth serum is just whiskey or something, right?

Max why would you use someone's toothbrush to clean out your ears????

"I could donate my body to science again, but the guys at the lab seemed pretty spooked last time."

"It's okay Max, I've been paying them out of your retirement fund."

"Federal pudding embargo"

"--Anybody need their nuts cracked" "heehee"

Lol, I got kicked out for trying to enter the war room.

Whizzer is a governor?

Also SHIT I have to deal with the soda poppers again

Chuckles roasting Sam and Max has me dying

"Your codependency sickens me."

Max trying to give Chuckles puppy dog eyes

Sam doesn't know who George Washington is

"Foolish chief executive! Does he not fear us?"

"Just the funnies." "You mean the obituaries, Max." "Potato, patato."

Whizzer is addicted to soda?

"Pop heads"

Sorry Whizzer, we got to get rid of you, drink your soda gdi

"I don't have a conscience, Sam. What's your excuse?"

Oh, I get rid of Chuckles by sending Whizzer to the war room

Oh so we're just killing the president, huh? Good thing he was a puppet (apparently)

"Sam did it!"

Love Chuckles

Oh golem Lincoln is the Lincoln memorial!

The commissioner is omnipotent

Oh, Max gets to add president to his career list!

Superball: "Solid Oak. Good Doors. Strong doors."

"I was on TV" (Yeah my mans, you sure was)

I'm pretty sure I can give sybil Lincoln's flyer... yup!

Oh, no. Do I have to set baby girl up for disaster.

Oh Sybil honey I'm sorry

No baby girl don't cry

Max's happy run to the desk 😭😭😭

And Sam's fond look 💖

Max immediately lording his power, ofc

At least I get to make it up to sybil by giving her enough money to go on a nice vacation.

Bosco honey, please get some new hot dogs

I knew the truth syrum was alcohol.

Hehe funny Easter egg joke go vrr

I'm giving the alcohol to Whizzer. He seems like the most logical choice

Wow little man can not hold his beer

Yeah, alcohol is the best truth serum

Omg they’re actually starting a war

Superball is singing???

What is happening!?

Sam has the most wtf expression ever, Max is just staring ahead

Ok this is a bop

Superball is a really good singer

Omg it just keeps going

At least Superball is having a good time

"Well." "Let's not do that again."

Secretary Superball of Mysterious Gassy Emissions/Secretary of Meats and Cheeses

"A vacation? Permission to weep openly sir." "Granted, and encouraged."

What to do in time of war. 1. Select Target. 2. Press Fire.

Imma blow up EVERYTHING

Asdfg KRYPTON!?

"This will teach them to put me in the Phantom Zone!"

Oh, Bosco IS being watched

Good way to test out his defense system... It works! Good thing cause that would've totally killed him.

Ok I got the Beacon

"I like to think I transcend genre conventions Sam."

"Lincoln smash!"

Max (lounging on table): Shouldn't we revel a little bit?"

"We broke two presidents in one afternoon!"

"Sam, you're my best friend." 🥺🥺🥺

I love these two.

#sam and max #freelance husbands #sam and max freelance police #sam & max #sam & max freelance police #sybil pandemik #bosco #agent superball

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weltonreject · 3 years

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In regards to the boris calling popchyk their baby post ... you Should !!!!

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Theo isn’t sure why it’s weird to him. Maybe it’s funny and he just doesn’t want to laugh, want to encourage Boris or the nickname. Maybe--

“Popchyk! It is dinner time!” Boris says, clapping his hands and calling the dog from the next room over. His little round bed is close to the kitchen as possible in his old age. It still takes Popper until Boris is just about to put the bowl down for him to come bopping up to his ankles.

He barks shortly, almost like a yelp, before stepping back. He tells Boris where he wants the bowl.

Theo is standing at the sink, washing their own dinner dishes quietly, listening to Boris sing in Russian to the dog. He thinks this is the weirdest thing he'll ever have to explain to any house guests.

“Potter, the baby has such big appetite! Old age has done nothing to him!”

Theo is about to laugh and shrug the comment away when he hears it. “Yeah I guess he-- wait... The baby?”

“Baby! Our baby, Popchyk!”

“It’s a dog. We don’t have children, Boris.”

"Do not say that!” Boris stands up straight suddenly, accidentally teasing the dog with food nearly at eating level before sending it back up to the Heavens By The Counter. “Do not love our baby Popchyk?”

“I didn’t say that.” Theo says. “I said it’s the dog. Not a baby. Babies become toddlers, become children. They’re human.” Theo isn’t sure when he became such a stickler for nicknames. He really should have started with his own.

“No!” Boris shouts, jokingly getting out of hand. Theo shakes off his hands and leans against the sink, crossing his arms as he does. They’re not arguing but he is ready for if they do. “Baby something that needs care-- has two parents!” Boris motions between the two of them. “Three is family!”

“You’re calling us a family now?” Theo isn’t sure why it bothers him so much. Maybe it’s because he hadn’t been consulted. Or maybe because he hasn’t prepared at all. He doesn’t want to be a shitty father, even after knowing three awful ones.

“Do not think so?”

“I-- I don’t know. Family seems pretty formal for us.” Theo wants to scoff, but there’s a loose piece of hope that cracks his façade and his voice. “Don’t we have to be like... better people for that?”

“Better?” Boris shakes his head and whips his curls out of shape. “Family is whenever love binds you together! I have family with you, we have family with Popchyk-- our little baby! Crawls around and begs to be fed-- and we love him for it! And I--” Boris doesn’t say it. But what he means is he loves Theo too, the way families are supposed to.

“Yeah.” Theo nods. He looks down at their dog, a surviving and suspended moment of their childhood staring up at Boris with eagerness and intense patience. They’d been a family even when they thought they were standing alone in the rubble of their own private familial collapse. He smiles and reaches for the dog food bowl in Boris’s hand. “Don’t tease the baby like that, Boris. You better feed him now or he’ll start liking me better. Again.”

“Favorite-ism!” Boris gasps, pointing at Popchyk with a grin. His tail wags wildly, nearly shaking his entire body. “Always liked Potter-Father better. But I understand, yes. Is good father to have.”

#my fics #something short and stupid!#oh we got popchyk baby!!!!!!!#asks #Anonymous

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paepsi · 5 years

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PLAYLIST TAG

Rules: we’re snooping your playlist. put your entire music library on shuffle and list the first ten songs, then choose ten victims.

tagged by @sehun-smut (ty sweetest pea!!! ;; im sending my biggest smooches ur way uwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu) sorry this took so long to do! but it was fun!

1. Losing out (ft. Royce Da 5'9) - Black Milk

I feel like I have massive biceps and should walk around flexing whenever I listen to this song fsjadlfkj idk

2. Girl Problems - EXO-CBX

mmmmmm yess gorl problems! I used to listen to this everyday omw to the bus stop last semester. The song starts off with my boi???? like UH, ALRIGHT. Any song that starts off with him is sure to be golden in my heart.

3. 흥탄소년단 - BTS

As one of my top favs from BTS, this is the superior ver of the song. I really like their live vocals and ad-libs here. Every time I hear this song, I always gotta bop in my seat. It’s just so THEM. Literally, they’re just goin’ off about themselves lmao

4. Back That Azz Up - Juvenile, Lil Wayne, Mannie Fresh

High School Me went hard af to this. It’s a booty popper if you can’t tell by the title already asdjflskdj Good song to play at your grandpa’s 80th bday party

5. We Are - WOO WON JAE, Loco, GRAY

Nice slow jam for the car; or any time really. I love hearing Gray’s signature GRAY at the beginning. Puts me in a good mood and reminds me of Dally (we lov queen Hyolyn in this house). I also really like Loco a lot. He puts out some dope jams.

6. Sold Out (ft. Tablo, Zion.t, Loco) - Yankie

yah!!! issa bop!! I listen to a lop of rap/r&b if you can’t tell already lmao safjldksj this song has such a cool vibe and ofc my boi Loco is on the track soooo it’s strawberry jam time

7. CROWN - Z.TAO

NOT crying or anything... I get super soft @ this song... how can you not fall in love with Zitao after listening to this??? I feel like I get a shot in the heart every time I listen.

8. Sugar Cake (ft. Microdot) - CoCo

like the title, this song is v sweet. CoCo has such a lovely voice, v pleasing to the ears. Makes me feel uwu

9. 전야 (The Eve) - EXO

THIS IS MY PERSONAL PUSSY POPPER 500. If you know me irl, you know it’s dangerous to play this in front of me bc I will drop everything I’m doing and start dancing the choreo. The pull is TOO strong. Lump this with Monster bc OOO Boi (I messed up my car bc of Monster)

10. Good Vibrations - Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch

Imma tell u right now, every time this comes on shuffle it makes me think of @yehet-me-up ‘s Exodus Mall Series. I especially see Baekhyun and Hitchcock driving throughout Seattle blasting this song and singing along like fools akjsdlfkjsd im soft

tagging; the top 10 people when I type “@” are:

@yeoltidecarol @exhoe-imagines @marshmallow-phd @dropsofletters @layhyunnie @yehet-me-up @g-exo @whimsical-ness @yeolology @universitykpop

#i don't make the rules!!#yall were my top 10"#this is kinda odd bc i don't exactly talk with the majority of yall/// sorry ;;#nice one paep

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tendernessfic · 6 years

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Happy Birthday, Jamie

“Elva! Watch out!”

“I know, but it’s heavy!

“Let me carry it then!”

“No! It’s my cake!”

“Elva!”

“Girls!” I pressed my index finger to my lips to silence them, “You’ll wake daddy up.”

They both looked at me and mouthed, “Sorry.”

We resumed tiptoeing up the stairs as I carefully bounced Nathan in my arms, making sure that he wouldn’t start crying all of a sudden and cause us to fail our surprise. As we got closer to my bedroom door, the girls paused their footsteps and I quickly swerved around them. Grabbing the lighter from the pocket of my jeans, I lit up the candles, whispering for Elva to watch out.

“Ah!” Nathan pointed to the fire with a smile.

Tucking the lighter back in, I nod and hold his hand, “That’s right baby, it’s hot.” I look at both girls, “Are you ready?” They were both practically jumping up and down with glee, “Okay here we go.”

I motioned for Dulcie to opened the door, reminding her to be as quiet as she can in the process. The room was dark from the undrawn curtains and Jamie was still snoring peacefully on his side of the bed. The girls looked at me and I counted down with my fingers. Three, two, one.

“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear daddy! Happy birthday to you!”

Dulcie jumps onto the bed and pops open the party popper she had in her arms, “Wake up, daddy, wake up, wake up!”

Jamie stirs from his deep slumber, opens one eye and immediately smiles sleepily, “Well, well, what do we have here?”

“Quick, daddy! The candles are melting!” Elva shouts.

He sits up and pulls Dulcie into his arms, earning a squeal from her and his eyes dart to mine, “Make a wish, daddy.” I tell him.

He doesn’t let go of Dulcie as he closes his eyes. After a few seconds, he reopens them and bends down to blow out the candles. The room goes back to complete darkness and Nathan yelps in excitement, clapping his arms the whole time.

“Get the curtains, Dulcie,” I tell her.

She happily skips away while Elva takes her place, placing the cake on the bed and hopping into Jamie’s arms, “Happy birthday daddy! You’re so old now!” she teases.

He shakes his head and starts tickling her, “That’s enough from you this year!”

Dulcie gasps dramatically, “Daddy’s attacking Elva! Quick mama, we have to help!”

She throws herself on top of her father and sister while I strategically sit on the edge of the bed, place Nathan on top of his chest and hold his legs down, “Get him, girls!”

Laughter erupts through the entire room and I start to see a hint of tears in his eyes. He holds onto his son tightly, making sure that he doesn’t fall off his chest.

“Okay, enough, I surrender!”

The girls stop tickling him and both fall back onto to bed on either side of their father. I sit up against the headboard and watch as Jamie kisses all three of his children on the forehead.

“Da!”

He grins, “That’s right it’s my birthday today, Nathan!”

Nathan starts slapping his chest with his small arms, “Da! Da! Da!”

“God I love you,” he says as he places another kiss on the top of his son’s head and turns to the girls, “and you two as well.”

Elva giggles, “What about mama?”

“Oh, I definitely love her too.” He says as he looks at me

I raise an eyebrow in amusement, “Really?”

He sits up, cradles Nathan tightly to his chest and scoots himself closer to me, “Really? Do I need to remind you just how much I love you?”

“Maybe,”

He rolls his eyes, “Girls, get out of here I’m about to kiss your mama.”

“Ew, gross!” Dulcie mockingly gags, “Come on Elva, let’s go downstairs and have some cake!”

Elva nods happily and grabs the cake off the bed before following her sister out the room. Jamie steps off the bed, walks around the room and places Nathan in his crib before turning around, smirking and pulls me by my feet.

“Jamie!” I laugh.

He crawls on top of me and pins both my arms above my head, “This is what you get for constantly being a pain in my ass.”

He crashes his lips onto mine before I have time to protest. I smile into the kiss and immediately wrap my arms around his neck as he lets his grip on them go. I welcome the feel of his tongue against mine. Rolling me over so that I was straddling him, he grips my waist tightly while I start to grind on him. He groans and urges me to continue, but I quickly pull away after hearing Nathan’s voice.

“Da! Ma! Da! Ma!”

I turn around and spot my son wiggling his hips cheerfully and laugh before turning back to Jamie, “Okay, let’s not scar him for life by showing him how he was made.”

Jamie laughs, “Okay,”

“Happy birthday, idiot,” I kiss him once more.

“Thank you, baby, for everything,”

I bend down and bop his nose with mine, “Ditto.”

Sliding myself off him, I stand up and move towards the door, “Should we join our girls?”

“Right behind you,” He grins.

Jamie’s POV

Dakota dashes down the stairs while I lift Nathan back into my arms. He lays his head on my chest comfortably and I feel my heart swell. All the way down, I caress the top of his head and wonder just how lucky I got.

Standing from afar, I watch my three girls dance around the kitchen while constantly trying to get frosting on each other’s faces. Dakota lifts Elva up into her arms and smears a huge amount of chocolate frosting on her cheek while Dulcie nearly throws herself out from laughing too hard.

Nathan laughs in my arms and points at them, catching my attention, “Da!”

“That’s right, Nathan,” I whisper to him as I walk to join my family, “you want to know what I wished for?”

He looks up at me as if he understood my statement, his eyes nearly glowing, “Da?”

I smile, “I wished for nothing else but this because I have everything I could ever want in this entire lifetime.”

And I truly did.

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ecoamerica · 2 months

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boreothegoldfinch · 3 years

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chapter 6 paragraph xvii

I didn’t cry. Though cold waves of disbelief and panic kept hitting me, it all seemed highly unreal and I kept glancing around for him, struck again and again by the absence of his voice among the others, that easy, well-reasoned, aspirin-commercial voice (four out of five doctors…) that made itself known above all others in a room. Xandra went in and out of being fairly matter-offact—wiping her eyes, getting plates for pizza, pouring everybody glasses of the red wine that had appeared from somewhere—and then collapsing in tears again. Popchik alone was happy; it was rare we had so much company in the house and he ran from person to person, undiscouraged by repeated rebuffs. At some bleary point, deep in the evening—Xandra weeping in Courtney’s arms for the twentieth time, oh my God, he’s gone, I can’t believe it—Boris pulled me aside and said: “Potter, I have to go.” “No, don’t, please.” “Kotku’s going to be freaked out. Am supposed to be at her mom’s now! She hasn’t seen me for like forty-eight hours.” “Look, tell her to come over if she wants—tell her what’s happened. It’s going to completely suck if you have to leave right now.” Xandra had grown sufficiently distracted with guests and grief that Boris was able to go upstairs to make the call in her bedroom—a room usually kept locked, that Boris and I never saw. In about ten minutes he came skimming rapidly down the steps. “Kotku said to stay,” he said, ducking in to sit beside me. “She told me to say she’s sorry.” “Wow,” I said, coming close to tears, scrubbing my hand over my face so he wouldn’t see how startled and touched I was. “Well, I mean, she knows how it is. Her dad died too.” “Oh yeah?” “Yes, a few years ago. In a motor accident, as well. They weren’t that close—” “Who died?” said Janet, swaying over us, a frizzy, silk-bloused presence redolent of weed and beauty products. “Somebody else died?” “No,” I said curtly. I didn’t like Janet—she was the ditz who’d volunteered to take care of Popper and then left him locked up alone with his food dispenser. “Not you, him,” she said, stepping backwards and focusing her foggy attention on Boris. “Somebody died? That you were close to?” “Several people, yeah.” She blinked. “Where are you from?” “Why?” “Your voice is so funny. Like British or something—well no. Like a mix of British and Transylvania.” Boris hooted. “Transylvania?” he said, showing her his fangs. “Do you want me to bite you?” “Oh, funny boys,” she said vaguely, before bopping Boris on the top of the head with the bottom of her wine glass and wandering off to say goodbye to Stewart and Lisa, who were just leaving. Xandra, it seemed, had taken a pill. (“Maybe more than one,” said Boris, in my ear.) She appeared on the verge of passing out. Boris—it was shitty of me, but I just wasn’t willing to do it—took her cigarette away from her and stubbed it out, then helped Courtney get her up the stairs and into her room, where she lay face down on the bedspread with the door open. I stood in the doorway while Boris and Courtney got her shoes off— interested to see, for once, the room that she and my dad always kept locked up. Dirty cups and ashtrays, stacks of Glamour magazine, puffy green bedspread, laptop I never got to use, exercise bike—who knew they had an exercise bike in there? Xandra’s shoes were off but they’d decided to leave her dressed. “Do you want me to spend the night?” Courtney was asking Boris in a low voice. Boris, shamelessly, stretched and yawned. His shirt was riding up and his jeans hung so low you could see he wasn’t wearing any underwear. “Nice of you,” he said. “But she is out cold, I think.” “I don’t mind.” Maybe I was high—I was high—but she was leaning so close to him it looked like she was trying to make out with him or something, which was hilarious. I must have made some sort of semi-choking or laughter-like noise—since Courtney turned just in time to see my comical gesture to Boris, a thumb jerked at the door—get her out of here! “Are you okay?” she said coldly, eyeing me up and down. Boris was laughing too but he’d

straightened up by the time she turned back to him, his expression all soulful and concerned, which only made me laugh harder.

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softmothprince · 4 years

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it's pouring rain and work is slow so shy not post more out of pocket/funny shit either I have said or made up.

author-kun (ak) is me, anyone named is my closer friends, sunshine is my s/o, mitsuki is my bnha oc

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author-kun: I can't tell which is more unstable, my legs or my mental/emotional state

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author-kun: I just woke up from a two hour nap and am ready to fight god.

wait no.

I need coffee first.

friend 1: Coffee to throw at the god? I like it, good tactic

friend 2: That is a good tactic

author-kun: no to drink it you absolute heathens.

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ak: whore time is 24/7 bisckit don't worry

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ak: *comparing me and a friend* and here you have a closeted thot and a shameless thot

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ak: *post gif of turtle smacking other turtle*

ak: *happy giggles*

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ak: I invite everyone into my blanket fort

biskin: can I join too?

ak: I said EVERYONE GET IN HERE

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ak: my eye bags are bigger than my problems rn

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(I don't remember who said this): who doesn't get horny over demons?

ak: nuns.

*remembers black butler*

ak: wAIT-

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sunshine: just go to a bone-popper-inner

ak & co: do you mean a chiropractor

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ak: one man's trash is another man's treasure, and sometimes you take them right off his feet.

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Chari: They call me Dream Smasher

Ro: Oh that's my stripper name

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ak: my body is not a temple, it's a storage unit for my anxiety.

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ak: there's flour on your foot

seb: that's my cocaine foot, relax

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ak: *feels like i'm being watched and looks up*

olivia(pupper): *battle stance*

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ak: GOOD JOINTS BAD JOINTS DON'T MATTER GET OVER HERE SO I CAN KICK YOU

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ak: good morning I have hot coffee and a will to commit ✨arson✨

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ak: WHO THE FUCK WAS GONNA TELL ME THERE ARE 62 KIDZ BOP ALBUMS

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ak: I contact satan through my nipples.

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ak: i have candy and coffee, i’m ready to become the next hokage.

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ak: *hears car horn* Who just barked?

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ak: The reason Endeavor is so rage filled is cause he's a closeted homosexual but also homophobic.

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ak: *talking about aizawa* i can’t tell what’s edgier- me or his jawline

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ro: *tired noise*

ak: you sound like a sad squeaky toy

ro: i feel like a sad squeaky toy

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sunshine: how many raccoons can you fit in your ass if you tried?

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sunshine: I don’t know what mental illness made me do this- bUT!!!!!!

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ro: the little security bots are like guardian angels- only instead of spreading the word of the Lord™ they shoot people. (talking about Kingdom Hearts)

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seb: ro you worked at krispy kreme and you don’t know how to spell donut?

ro: *dead silence*

ro: i’m gonna need you to stop

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ak: you know my types- all 58 of them

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game: i’ll tear your spine out your arsehole-

seb: *matter factly* uh, no you won’t ma’am

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ak: my crisis is yes

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seb: is someone on fire?

*pause*

ak: lucio?

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Cannibal Maraca - Ro

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ak: look i’m tired as fuck and rn reading is dumb

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ak: weenie hut fuck this shit

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ak: do you ever feel like a plastic bag that just got run over by a car cause that me

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chari: tested positive for having a fat ass

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bassy: *talking about leggings* they go somewhere

ak: *distracted by kingdom hearts* yeah they go back in the closet

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*talking about mha*

ak: *painting arms to look like dabi’s* i don’t need to cosplay the trashman

ro: to be fair endeavor is more the trashman

ak: *still painting* dabi looks like he came from the trash

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dabi: fuck marry kill, me hawks and shigaraki

mitsuki: fuck and marry both you and hawks, kill the crusty man. but get someone else to do it I ain't touching his no chapstick using crusty dandruff looking ass.

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mitsuki: thank you for calling target, how may I help you

hawks: in a second, how about you tell me when you started working at T A R G E T.

#memes #bnha #mha #bnha oc #mha oc

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mysplaced-pen · 7 years

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Birthday Sunshine~

@thepetitekitty here is your belated bday fluff I promised! Sorry I didn’t make it on time, but I hope you like it still!! Remember that I love you, you are amazing, and I am still So Glad to be your friend💛

[A/N: this is the song I refer to. listening isn’t necessary, but if you were curious~ ALSO sorry its not under a cut, but I wanted to make sure you could read this ^^;;]

The RFA crew knew how to throw a party, it's what their organization did. So when they heard that it was almost their new member’s birthday, they went into action. Seven didn’t even have to try to get a hold of V, he called Seven. And he already had an amazing plan.

Setup started the morning before, all the members gathering together in a party location chosen by V. It was the first time all of them gathered in a long while, but their excitement was obvious. “Okay...I have an idea of how to set this up and Luciel has MC’s security taken care of, but I wanted to see if anyone had other ideas before we start.” V said, looking at all of the other RFA members. People he considered his family.

“I have more of a question, actually.” Yoosung said, looking a little wary. Of course he was. V knew he didn’t have the blonde’s full trust. “Yes, Yoosung?” He motioned with a smile. “How would we know what MC would like as presents? We’ve never even seen her…” Seven raised an eyebrow at V, giving him a look that basically screamed ‘he has a point’. V sighed, but nodded at Luciel. “You can show them the picture, but nothing else.” Seven grinned, pulling out his phone. “Don’t worry about presents either, I got that covered. We were thinking like, any other ideas. Someone taking her out all day and leading her back here? We bring her family? She’s celebrating with them today, though. Oh, and here’s that picture.” He held his phone to the other four. “She is the target for Operation: Birthday Party.”

The four of them gathered closer to look at the picture, all having similar reactions. “She’s cute, isn’t she?” Seven said with a smirk. “How dare you keep this from the rest of us?” Zen said, scoffing slightly. “She is!” Yoosung said excitedly. Jaehee rolled her eyes at them, but smiled nonetheless. Jumin turned back to V, “Luciel said she was celebrating with family today?” V nodded. “I think a surprise party would be better. It’ll give us more time to prepare. Assistant Kang, will you make an invitation?”

“But how is she going to get here? And she’s going to stay in that apartment all day? On her birthday?” Zen brought up. “Luciel could bring her over.” Jumin said, but Seven shook his head. “No can do, Mr. Chairman-to-Be. I have to stay here and keep watch over the place and the apartment - whether she stays or not. I think it’s actually safer for someone to take her around for a bit. Anyone volunteer?~”

It ended up being Zen. Who was honestly more than willing...of course he was. “And one more thing!” He said after it was decided. “Yes, Hyun?” V asked. “I have an idea, for what you were talking about earlier?”

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Zen sent a text to MC, asking to meet him at this cafe that was apparently close to the apartment. Why V and Seven still couldn’t give him the address, he didn’t know, but part of him preferred to show up to the apartment with coffee for both of them. Or actually, that would be a bad idea. What if he got her something she didn’t like? Or she thought he was a creep? Or- “Uh, Zen...right?” A voice said, making him look up to see MC. Heck, she was even cuter in person.

“At your service, birthday princess.” He said with a smile, standing up and moving to pull out the chair for her to sit down. “The RFA have quite a day planned for you.” She let out a short laugh, putting her elbows on top of the table and resting her chin on her hands. “Really? Do tell me about this day the RFA planned for me.” Zen tilted his head, raising an eyebrow in amusement, “If you want a coffee, you should get it now. So I could just show you instead.”

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The two of them kept occupied by doing quite a few things.

He took her to a little shop where he bought a necklace with a little charm of her birthstone. “The others have the rest of your gifts, but I couldn’t help myself.”

They went to a little museum where they could go and view the artwork, took various pictures, and talked about...well, everything. In that little museum alone, they already felt like they knew each other better.

And since they spent more time in those two places than Zen expected, they only had time to stop by a photobooth before Seven texted and said they were ready.

“Ready for the grand finale, birthday princess?” He turned to her with a smile. “As ready as I’ll ever be.”

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The two of them arrived at this building. “This is where the RFA parties are usually held. So when we get to work on that, we’ll come back here. But for now..” Zen said before opening the door, revealing the other four RFA members, who popped some party poppers and yelled out, “Happy Birthday, MC!”

“You get to see us all earlier than we thought,” Seven said, running to her and putting a party hat on. “There’s presents and cake waiting for you, but first!” He took her by the wrist and pulled her towards the center of the room, where a chair awaited. “A little something from the RFA to it’s newest member~ Enjoy!” He patted her shoulder, making her sit down before he ran off again.

Music started on speakers MC didn’t even know were there, but one by one, the RFA came out from various hiding spots, snapping in tune. And one by one they started singing.

“When you slightly smile at me, You’re so dazzling, you shine down on me,” Yoosung started.

“Let’s be together today, have fun. You make me elegant, Audrey Hepburn~” Seven next.

“How can you shine so much? You’re my perfect delight,” Jaehee sang, smiling

“My breath stops. Beauty itself is you, sunshine,” Even Jumin joined in both singing and dancing.

“You’re my sunshine, you’re so dazzling, my sunshine. All of you is sunshine,” Zen made his way to MC and bopped her nose.

“You look pretty with any style. Wait I wanna make a photograph for you,” V sang with a grin.

And all of them finished with “You’re my sunshine, you’re so dazzling, my sunshine. All of you is sunshine!” Yoosung and Seven bringing out a cake, the RFA posing in front of her.

“Welcome to the RFA, MC,” they said in unison, “And happy birthday!”

#thepetitekitty #long post #birthday fluff for a wonderful person<3 #ams has rambled #SEE IF WORDS AND MY LAPTOP WERENT BEING MEAN TO ME #I WOULDVE GOTTEN THIS DONE FASTER #this...i dont even know how i feel about it ok #I hope you like it though ^^

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Eloise's Birth Story

Evan and I actually took two negative pregnancy tests a few days apart before we got a positive. I was starting to get cramps and other normal period signs and finally accepted that this month just wasn’t our month. I could also tell I was getting sick, so I figured that whatever I had, probably prevented ovulation (yes, that does happen. God amazingly wired our bodies to be able to say, “Hey, I’m not at my healthiest right now. Probably not a good time to bring a baby on board.”) Bummer.

Ugh, my glands were swollen, my head hurt, and I was so, so tired. I would come home from work, take a two hour nap, and still be in bed by 9. Not to mention, the cramps I’d had for a week with still no sign of my period. Hmmm…

One day, when I could barely keep my eyes open at work, I texted Evan and told him I was going to stop by the store and grab one more test on my way home. That way, I could call my doctor to be seen the next day (at this point I was convinced I had mono) and she wouldn’t think I was crazy. This test was about a week after the first one we took and I had every indication I was going to get my period. It was going to be negative. BOTH of us were fully expecting it.

Evan came home and I took the test, handed it to him, and waited. Evan always read the tests so he could, for at least a few seconds, be the only one to know I was pregnant. Was it just me or was he staring at this test longer than normal?

Evan: “How long are we supposed to wait again?” Me: “This box says three minutes.” Three more minutes pass… Me: “Is anything showing up? Like is the negative line there?” Evan: “Well… here’s the thing… you could be pregnant.”

We stared at each other and the test for a few minutes. Complete. Shock. Honestly, I expected to be more excited. But I couldn’t be excited until I confirmed that this was not just a fluke. I grabbed my purse and put on my shoes to go buy three other brands of tests. While reaching for the door, I looked back at Evan, who had made his way to the couch and asked, “Are you coming?” to which he responded, “I think I’m going to throw up.”

Three positive tests later and I decided to call my doctor the next day. I now understood that I, in fact, did NOT have mono, but a baby instead! They estimated I was about six weeks along based off my last period. (They were wrong, more on that in a minute.) They scheduled me for an ultrasound at nine and half weeks. But wait. The cramping. One evening it got so bad that I felt like someone was grabbing each of my hips and ripping me apart like a wishbone on thanksgiving. And everyone knows cramping in pregnancy is bad. Right? Wrong again. I went in to see my doctor the next day. She did an exam and I had to get two blood draws done, 48 hours apart. The draws showed that my hormone levels were rising just as they should be. My doctor assured me that cramping is actually completely NORMAL because your body is stretching and growing at a crazy rate, even that early in pregnancy. Whew, crisis averted.

Despite the cramping and a few other minor complications that, thankfully, turned out to be nothing major, I felt pretty good! I made it to eight weeks with no morning sickness and even got to enjoy Evan’s bi-annual family vacation in North Carolina… until the day before we left. I braced myself for the FOURTEEN hour car ride back to Michigan, PRAYING that I could keep it together for one day. I had a relatively good handle on things until we all stopped at Chick-fil-A and everyone brought their breakfast in the car. That was the moment I lost it. Evan just threw up his hands and said, “Well, surprise! Val’s pregnant.” (For the record, Jim teared up.)

I spent the next few weeks feeling more like I was dying than growing life, and then we had our first ultrasound. I’ll never forget the moment the tech turned on the monitor and said, “Well, this is what’s making you sick.” There was our little bean. It even wiggled for us. It was too early to hear the heartbeat, but we could physically see the heart beating inside the little body on the screen, a healthy 166 bpm. We were both in complete awe, sucked in to that little bean on the screen. All of the sickness, canceled plans, and tears of exhaustion became worth it in that moment. We also found out at that ultrasound that I was not 9 weeks and 5 days. I was actually only 7 weeks and 6 days. My due date was officially confirmed at June 14th.

After that ultrasound, we had my parents over for dinner to celebrate my mom’s birthday. I told her we had a present for her, only it wasn’t ready yet. But we had a picture! I handed my mom the ultrasound picture and I couldn’t even count how long she stared at it. Finally, she said, “Is this what I think it is?” I asked, “Well, what do you think it is?” To which she replied, “It’s an ultrasound picture!” When we told them I was due in June, my dad’s first comment was, “Mary, you get a picture for your birthday but I get the real thing!” (God certainly has a sense of humor because, lo and behold, their first grand baby actually would be born on my dad’s birthday!)

At 12 weeks, we got to see our little peanut again. I could not believe how much he/she was moving! How was it possible that I wasn’t feeling this? Baby was moving around so much that I couldn’t help but laugh, which made him/her move around even MORE! Needless to say, we are overly thrilled and so thankful to have a healthy little baby on the way.

Right around 18 or 19 weeks, I began to feel some little flutters! At first, I honestly thought it was just gas but the kicks grew stronger and stronger and by 20 weeks they were unmistakable. Then, right before little babe turned 20 weeks, Evan decided he couldn’t wait any longer to find out the gender! So, we walked into our 20 week scan, ready to find out if we had a little girl or a little boy. The tech asked us if we had any feelings about the gender. Well, feelings were an understatement. I knew from the moment it sunk in that we were pregnant that this was a girl. There was no doubt in my mind. I just knew. Evan had been praying for a girl (not that we wouldn’t have been thrilled with a boy. I mean, a mini Evan walking around, come ON.) But this one… this was our little girl. In that moment though, I froze. I told the tech we had a feeling but I didn’t want to say it out loud in case I was wrong. Then Evan, being the straightforward guy that he is, stated blatantly, “We think it’s a girl.” The tech smiled and said, “Well… you were right.” She then proceeded to show us all of the intricate little parts of our baby: lungs, brain, kidneys, and all four chambers of the heart, all of them looking textbook perfect. At the end of our scan, the tech shared that if all babies looked the way ours did that her job would be easy!

The next step was to plan a gender reveal to share the news with our friends and family! Instead of using the traditional pink and blue, we decided to use peach and mint for the theme because they were our wedding colors! We made pins for everyone to wear their guess and confetti poppers for the reveal. When it was time, we got everyone in a big circle in Jim and Tracy’s basement and on the count of three, every popped their popper! The reactions were priceless to the pink confetti flying out all over the floor!

At 24 weeks, Evan finally got to feel our daughter move! Up until then, she would be dancing like crazy but the very moment he put his hand on my stomach, she would immediately stop. We had the theory that Evan truly was calming for her. We’ll see if it holds true when she’s born! I will always remember what a sweet moment it was when he felt that first tiny kick.

Over the next few months, we felt and watched baby girl move and grow. She even got the hiccups a few times! Sometimes she moved quite a bit, bee-bopping around like a little jumping bean!

At 36 weeks, Mommy and Daddy got to see baby girl on the ultrasound again. Linda, the tech, said that when she saw my belly she thought we were going to have a little baby. But this baby was 6lbs 7oz already, which was nice, healthy, and maybe even a tad on the bigger side! We watched her practice her breathing, her stomach moving in and out on the screen. Linda mentioned that she must get a lot of hiccups because she was practicing so vigorously!

As the last few weeks started to wrap up, we grew all the more anxious to meet our baby girl. I started eating six dates a day and drinking red raspberry leaf tea in an attempt to prepare for the big day. (Eating all those dates also completely curbed my cravings for anything sweet, haha!) It was a scramble to get the nursery together, hospital bags packed, getting mentally and physically prepared for labor and feeling the urgency of knowing that it could be any day now that we would finally get to meet our daughter. But even in the midst of all of the anticipation, some of my favorite moments were those where I stopped to look at Evan and thought about how none of this would be possible without him. There wouldn’t be the three of us if there hadn’t been the two of us first. I didn’t think I could love him anymore than I already did, but this brought a whole new level of love that I couldn’t have imagined before. God picked the perfect husband for me and the best daddy for our daughter.

On Saturday, June 10th, Evan and I went out for what we figured would be our last dinner date before we would start needing a babysitter. Little did we know exactly how true that would be. That evening, I noticed that baby girl seemed to be moving around a lot less than normal. I just had a feeling that something was different. I hadn’t felt the need to do any kick counts during my pregnancy because she was such a strong and regular mover, but that night after dinner we laid down in bed and did a kick count. Sure enough, I felt 10 movements within about a half hour (the standard for a kick count is 10 movements in 2 hours.) I felt a little better but I still had the sense that something was different. I made a comment to Evan about how ready I was for this baby to come, and Evan leaned down near my stomach and said, “Get out.” I laughed and rolled over to go to sleep… for about an hour.

At 1:00am on Sunday, June 11th, a contraction woke me up. I started to drift back to sleep since I’d had false labor contractions previously, until I noticed how wet I felt. What on earth? Had I peed myself? I put my hand down on the sheets and whoa… the sheets were wet. I stood up to go find Evan (he sometimes falls asleep on the couch watching TV) and I felt a gush of fluid. My pants were soaked. That’s when it sunk in. My water had broken.

Good thing I had finally persuaded Evan to help me finish packing and sorting our hospital bags the day before since, ya know, we were due to have a baby in three days. I am not a procrastinator and had been trying to tell Evan that our daughter might not be either. Sure enough, I was right because we were on the road to the hospital by 1:30am, three days early.

The drive there was nothing like I imagined. Despite what you see on TV, there’s only a small percentage of women who have their water break at the beginning of labor. I had imagined laboring at home first and being in agony on the way to the hospital, but my contractions were relatively light and weren’t coming in any kind of consistent pattern. Even though little gushes of fluid kept coming every few minutes, I was getting nervous that maybe I had just peed myself and the hospital staff would send me home. We arrived at the emergency entrance, which is where our hospital tour nurse had told us to go if I went into labor after hours. Evan went in to make someone aware of the situation and a security guard came out with a wheel chair. I told him that my contractions weren’t very strong yet and I was certain I could walk, but he made me get in the wheelchair anyway and a nurse wheeled me down to Labor & Delivery. Now I really felt like a goon because I, 100%, didn’t need this wheelchair.

When we got to triage, they hooked me up to the monitor and confirmed that baby girl was doing great and that I was, in fact, having contractions. The physician on duty came in to check me and confirmed that I was leaking amniotic fluid (not pee) and that I was already dilated six centimeters! They admitted me and by the time we were settled into our room, my contractions were coming consistently, every three minutes or so. Labor continued progressing pretty steadily from there. Thankfully, I was able to (kind of) sleep during the first part of labor, even if it wasn’t very deep because of the contractions. When transition came, I knew exactly what was happening because I had prepared myself with four different birthing books. Despite knowing about 30 different ways to manage pain during labor, my body instinctually went with the Bradley Method, which tells you the opposite of every other pain management technique, to relax through your contractions. By relaxing your body, you let the contractions work for you instead of fighting against them by clenching up. I’m convinced that letting those contractions work for me is what made my labor progress so quickly. I’ve never focused on anything so intensely in my life. My goal with every contraction was to get to the peak of it and then remember that it was going to drop back down and I would get a minute to whisper “Ice” to Evan, who would feed me an ice chip and then I would fall asleep (no I’m not kidding) for about 60 to 120 seconds before the next contraction started to build.

Finally, the Doctor came in and told me I was completely dilated and that it was time to push. In every birth story I’d heard, pushing was always the woman’s favorite part. I have to say that for me, pushing was the part where I questioned my decision not to get the epidural. Pushing is HARD WORK. I was exhausted and was truly afraid I wasn’t going to have the stamina to make it through. Praise the Lord, the Doctor let me sip on apple juice in between pushes and that little spike in my blood sugar gave me some energy to keep powering through. Then I heard the Doctor say, “I see hair!” I was so surprised! Hair? My baby girl has hair already? What color was it? Was there a lot? And then Even, “I see it, babe! It’s there!” We were so close to meeting her! Just a few pushes later and the Doctor started getting all of his surgical gear on, which he told me he waits until the last minute to do. This meant it was go time! A few more pushes and the Doctor asked me to get my hands ready because after this push I was going to have a baby in them.

Eloise Nicole Nogalski was born June 11th, 2017 at 10:35am. When I felt and saw her for the first time, the whole world stopped. She was even more beautiful than I imagined. This was her. This was the little bean we saw give us a wiggle on that very first ultrasound. This was the little soul that moved and kicked and hiccupped in my belly. This is what she looked like. And she did have so much hair! All I could do was laugh and say hello. Evan cut the cord and they took her and measured her. She weighed 8lbs even and measured 20 inches long. I had pushed for about 50 minutes and labored 9 hours total.

Eloise came out with a lot of fluid in her lungs and had a hard time regulating her oxygen. Her initial blood work was also showing signs of a possible infection, so she spent the first five days of her life in the critical care nursery. She was weaned off of her oxygen by the second day and was responding well to the antibiotics. Mommy and Daddy got to stay with her in the CCN all day and Mommy was able to feed her. Eloise was a champion breast feeder right from birth. The CCN nurses were amazing and took such great care of our baby girl when we couldn’t be by her side. She was a fighter and recovered quickly. On Friday, June 16th, we got to bring our sweet Eloise Nicole home. And so begins our story as a family of three…

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J Hus Common Sense Review

Originality

Production

Tracks

Lyrics

Impact

2017-06-01

4.2/FIVE

Favourite song

SPIRIT ( track 12)

Favourite lyric

‘ bill a zoot and build an empire ‘

In one word

UNCOMMON

Best way to listen

ANYWHERE any EVERYWHERE !

From block popper to show stopper, East London’s J HUS, flies the flag for the UK with COMMON SENSE!

Arguably one of the best UK artist who oozes with talent and versatility. Recently being approved the ‘ a-okay’ sign for a London show, J HUS has come a long way.

Growing up on African hall parties, grime and being heavy influenced by US rap , J Hus also blames his unpredictable music style on the fact that he is a Gemini.

Changes in vibe and mood happen as often and as frequently as he switches his flow. His capability to move through genres, flows and melodies, and catchy hooks, separates his music from the rest.

From ‘Dem Boy Paigon’, ‘Lean and Bop’, ‘Friendly’ and ‘Did You See’ J Hus definitely knows how to make a banger. He creates music to which change atmosphere in house parties, university raves and nightclubs.

Takes risks with different genres, beats and styles J Hus manages to stay true to himself describing Common Sense as growth in maturity. With live instruments and music with a meaning, his aim to create a sound sound is solid.

Throughout the tracks you are greeted with the ‘JAE 5’ jingle. From the 15th day Mixtape to the Playing Sport Ep, Common Sense is the perfect example of the growth, trust and risks the dynamic duo take within studio walls.

The general flow of the album doesn’t tell a cohesive story however, throughout the tracks, there is definitely different messages to take away.

We see different sides of Hus. Closed Doors (track 4) shows us the X-Rated ladies man with while tracks like Clartin and Good Luck Chale show he can still look after himself.

Track by Track Review

Common Sense

The album kicks start with the title track. Live instruments orchestrated by @compozers adds to the grand image as J Hus welcomes us into his lifestyle. His money, the girls, the cars and the clothes. A day in the life of Hustler baby!

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Bouff Daddy

Emphasing that he is the man. He goes into detail about spending money (Bouff means money btw). ‘Now I hate the attention, no lemme be honest, I love it, spend yesterday’s profit and think nothing of it’. The beat and flow is smooth and catchy with punch lines adding to the feeling-myself-anthem.

Clartin

A wild beat with a lot of different sounds going on, adding adrenaline to the song. The production playful Hus flow is a great start of the album

Leave Me

His Gemini persona is displayed. ‘Still put this n**ger in a body bag, still help his mum with her shopping bag’. The catchy flow and relaxed beat helps us focus on the lyrics, hearing what J Hus is actually trying to say.

Closed Door

X –rated thoughts and sexual innuendos make this song. We are taken behind closed doors for the J Hus. ‘Whatever, happens in here, stays in here, I know you want it as much as I do!’. In a recent interview he joked about himself becoming a sex symbol, think I see the potential with this jazzy soul vibe.

Mash up

The J Hus and Mo Stack collaborations feel very natural, something I’m definitely not going to get bored of. Choppy beat keeps you on your toes as the two bounce back from each other as the after each 8. Definitely mash up, with extra flavour and a dash of salt!

Did You See

The single of the album which was released prior and set the bar for the album. I like to call this friendly part 2. J Hus shows us that making a banging is part of his DNA. His playful lyrics and ability to switch his flow is what makes him, him.

Like Your Style

The song for the ladies, about the ladies, so I guess everyone can relate.

Plottin

The old skool garage vibe is Hus’s favourite from the album. “Don’t think I’m shy cause I’m quiet, I’m just plottin I’m plottin”. The song definitely shows how he can switch up his style and his risk taking musical ability.

Sweet Cheeks

Another one for the ladies! This one isn’t about the money or the street life, but how apart from all of that he can be a sweet boy , when he needs to be. “I told my n**ger put your balaclava, won’t you much rather f**k with a girl from Upminster”. This Jae 5 production is playful and creates a sweet vibe!

Fisherman

The first song with features and it is popping! J Hus on the hook with Mist and Mo stack on the verses. Most definitely for the ladies, this song plays on the idea that there is ‘plenty fish in the sea’. Nice one lads!

Good Time

Good Time | J Hus x Burna Boy On his album wait on it ! @Jhus ! 🚀

— Burna Boy (@burnaboy) May 11, 2017

Featuring afrobeats artist Burna Boy this collaboration shows how J Hus can fluidly move though genres and create something original. Still staying true to J Hus but giving you something new everytime. This is definitely a feel good song.

Spirit

This track is all about being positivity! A dancehall influenced beat with some of the patois lyrics. “They can tek weh my freedom how they gon’ tek way my spirit”. This is a roll-your- car-windows-down-feel-the-vibe-and-share-the-love kind of riddim and I here for all 3 mintues 34 seconds of it!

Goodies

Ever heard of the phrase ‘don’t shoot the messenger?’ Yeah definitely goes out the window as we welcome back-street-smart Hus. It starts with a skit of the typical conversation he has with people, with the additions of appropriate sound effects imbedded with his lyrics. The head bopping beat keeps us on edge throughout the track as the iconic duo reunite again to make this epic piece.

Good Luck Chale

“Heard they want me dead, heard they want my bread, good luck chale”. ‘Chale’ is Ga (ghanian dilect) for ‘friend’.

With Tiggs Da Author on the hook, the verses are left for Hus to speak his mind and thoughts aloud. And he is pretty much saying: if want to see me fall Good Luck Mate’! It the Anti haters Anthem!

Who You Are

This slow and smooth vibe again is a reflective piece. Opening up his thoughts to his audience about his upbringing.

Friendly

J Hus confesses this song was created for his little brother after his mum requested he made something a “little more appropriate”. No doubt this song is everyone and anyone. It also shows the growth and diversity of J Hus music.

“BILL Zoot and build an empire”

Probably one the most catchy lines throughout the album. J Hus is well on his way to building his empire. From billboard posters and a tour just before the release of ‘common sense’ Hus, leaves no room for imagination from what to expect from his European tour in November .

Get Tickets for #CommonSenseTour Here

#album review #common Sense #J Hus #music #UK Music

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