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leviackermanscleaningbuddy · 3 years

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BTS DRABBLE-Yoongi

This is a continuation of the Bangtan!Family universe that has been created and running throughout my other drabbles. You can find the previous part to this drabble in All About You.

Warning: Miscarriage and Pregnancy loss

I know this is a difficult and sad topic, but I think it needs to be written about, because 1 in 4 women-myself included-have suffered a miscarriage or pregnancy loss. And my heart is with you all. <3

Tags: BTS, Bangtan Family, Bangtan!Family, BTS as dads, Father AU, dad!bangtan, dad!Yoongi, Yoongi, Min Yoongi, BTS x you, BTS x reader, Husband Au, Family AU, Bangtan!Family Universe, Angst, Miscarriage, Pregnancy Loss, Jag-Eun, Yoongi x you, Min Yoongi x you, Yoongi x reader, Min Yoongi x reader, Suga

Genre: Angst

Soundtrack: Period by Purple K!ss

Title: Always With You

The sudden serious look on the ultrasound tech’s face should have cued you that something was wrong.

But you were too busy looking at the screen, too busy waiting to see the first picture, too busy squeezing Yoongi’s fingers between your own.

“I’ll be right back.” The woman says quietly, startling you both as she gives you a quick bow before exiting the room on hushed footsteps.

“What was that all about?” Yoongi questions, shifting beside you from one foot to the other where he stands next to the exam table.

“I dunno-” You start to say, still unsure at why the tech hurried off like she had, but before you can posture anymore, the door is opening and your doctor is appearing, followed silently by the absent tech, still just as serious faced as before.

“Yoongi, (Y/N). Good to see you again.” Your doctor shakes Yoongi’s hand and pats you gently on the shoulder, before turning to the ultrasound and peering over the rim of his glasses at the black and white fuzzy picture. He motions to the tech, who turns off the lights, and places the probe back onto your lower stomach as he offers you the hint of a smile. “Let’s see what we find, hm?”

There is silence, as you hold your breath, waiting to hear the sound of the rapid, fetal heartbeat echo through the room from the monitor.

But there is nothing but quiet-for what feels like way longer than there should be-and then your doctor, his face and eyes grim behind his glasses, removes the probe and waves a hand for the tech to flick the lights back on.

The fluorescent bulbs flash on overhead, blinding you momentarily, and Yoongi squints beside you.

“Yoongi, why don’t you have a seat.” Your doctor motions for the chairs in the corner, as he hands you a tissue to clean the gel off your belly, and gently helps you sit up with a hand on the small of your back. “There’s a few things we need to discuss.”

You feel your heart clogging up your throat, and Yoongi’s fingers curl harder around your own.

The doctor sighs when neither of you move, and adjusts his glasses, before he says, voice full of quiet condolence, “There’s no heartbeat. I’m so sorry.”

The news hits you like a ton of bricks, leaving your mouth in one, fell swoop in the only word you can think of in the moment, “What?”

Yoongi lets out a long breath beside you, and his arm snakes around your suddenly trembling shoulders.

“Your baby has passed away, (Y/N).” Your doctor reaches out to cover your hand, clenched now into a fist in your lap. “I’m sorry for your loss. We can let you have as long as you need-”

Suddenly, the room is stifling and the tears are too hot in the back of your throat and you can’t breathe,and god, you feel like you’re going to suffocate on the spot.

“Please take me home, Yoongi. Please.” You ignore the doctor, turning to your husband, who has schooled his face into an unreadable expression. “I don’t want to stay here.”

Your hands claw into the fabric of his shirt-as if you’re desperate to ground yourself-and his dark eyes reflect, just for a moment, the same deep pain that must be contorting your own features.

You cannot stay here. Not in this sterile room where you have just learned that your baby is gone, that the life inside of you has been snuffed out.

“Okay, baby.” Yoongi murmurs, his voice hoarse and deep with unsaid emotion, and he helps you down from the exam table without another word.

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Your mother keeps Jag-Eun overnight after hearing the news.

And when the bleeding and cramping starts around midnight, the one thing you can be thankful for is that your daughter is not here to witness any of it-the loss, the pain, the absolute mess that you dissolve into.

Yoongi, sitting behind you in the bathtub, holds you the whole time, his arms wrapped around your shoulders, chin resting in the crook between your shoulder and neck.

And nothing makes it okay-but somehow-the feel of his warm exhales on your skin, and the rhythm of his heart against your back, makes it bearable.

Just barely.

Only barely.

“There’s so much blood.” You whimper out once the cramps have died down, and your fingers have lost some of their tension where they cling onto your husband’s arms. You feel sick to your stomach, seeing the crimson drying on the inside of your thighs.

“I know.” Yoongi says softly, gently in your ear, as he reaches up to push some hair back from your sticky forehead. “The doctor said there would be. It’s okay, baby.”

You glance down, and the red rimmed tips of your fingernails against his skin push the tears over the lids of your eyes once more, and you suck your bottom lip between your teeth and bite down hard to silence the sob that wants to rip hard from your chest.

“I’m sorry, baby.” Yoongi murmurs into your ear, as he presses a kiss carefully against the skin there, his fingers stroking patterns onto your arms in a comforting manner.

You let out a hoarse, humorless laugh, and reach up to swipe at the tears that just won’t seem to stop falling. “Why? It’s not your fault.”

There is a beat of silence, and then Yoongi offers back gently, “It’s not your fault either, (Y/N).”

You don’t answer, because you’re trying to hold back the sobs once more, and you’re afraid that if you look at him or try to loose your lip from between your teeth, that you’ll finally and officially crack all the way open.

“(Y/N).” Yoongi repeats your name, more seriously this time, his tone firm, and you feel his fingers slip beneath your chin as he pulls your head around to face him. You keep your eyes on the floor of the tub, but he does not go on until you finally look at him, vision still watery with tears. His lips are set into a thin line as he states forcefully, “It’s not your fault.”

And the floodgates open.

A sob wrenches from your throat as you bury your face into Yoongi’s shirt, and his arms slip more firmly around your waist as he pulls your body against his and you sit there for a long time-in the bathtub, soaked with each other’s tears-mourning the loss of a life you would never know.

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The morning after, you are bundled beneath the blankets on your bed, exhausted from the night before, emotionally drained, wrapped in one of Yoongi’s hoodies, when your husband slides underneath the quilt beside you.

“You’re done?” You ask, voice husky from crying, throat raw.

Yoongi nods, scooting closer to you, as you wrap your arms around his waist and bury your face into the warmth of his chest, taking a few deep breaths of his natural scent, feeling calmer already now that he’s back beside you.

“Yeah.” He murmurs, as his hand goes up to card through your tangled hair, and then trace patterns down your back. “I wrapped the box you made in one of the blankets and buried it beneath the rose bush in the balcony garden.”

You nod, feeling tears gather once more, before you sniff and whisper out, “Good. Thanks for being here, Yoongs.”

“Baby.” Yoongi’s fingers find purchase beneath your chin, and he tips your head back to look at you, reaching up to wipe at your tears gently with the pad of his thumb. “You know I’m always with you.”

You nod, not able to find the words around the lump of emotion in your throat, and bury your face once more back into the comfort and darkness of his chest.

He pulls you to him and the two of you lie there in silence for a few minutes, just listening to the other breathe.

“And you know who else is always with you?”

You glance up at Yoongi’s words, and you can feel the tears starting to dry on your cheeks as he offers you the hint of an affectionate, sad smile, before he gently reaches out to tap the end of your nose with his finger. “Jag-Eun.” He lets his finger drop down to your breastbone, where your heartbeat can be felt through the skin. “In here. And you know who else?”

You shake your head, though you have a good idea where he going with this.

His finger hesitates briefly on your skin, and his eyes seem a little more shiny than before, as he forces himself to go on, voice low and soft now, as he holds your gaze. “Angel baby Min. And all the other babies we’re gonna have in the future.”

You manage the hint of a watery smile, and Yoongi leans over to press a soft kiss to the curve of your lips, and you’re sure he can taste the salt water from your tears when he pulls back, just barely, to look at you once more.

“Always with you, baby, yeah?” He asks in nothing more than a whisper, and you curl your fingers around his own where they rest at your hip.

“Always with me.” You reply back fervently before you hug him to you once more.

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archangel11c120 · 3 years

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Step Sis Gets her wish…

My SS and I have always been close. A few years ago I found out just how close she wanted to get. Due to marriages and time away it never happened.. A few months ago she told me about some of the fantasies she has had. The typical MMF, but what surprised me was her gangbang and CNC fantasies.

The other day I decided to make her dream come true. She came over to hang out wearing a pair of running shorts and a tank top. Just the sight of her had my cock throbbing. That’s why I decided it was going to happen.

I got up and went to my room made a commotion and cussed knowing it would bring her into my room to see if everything was OK. As soon as she walked in I grabbed her from behind, hand wrapped around her throat whispering in her ear “ your pussy is mine”. She fought me as much as she could trying to pull my hand away from her throat. Pushing my hand off the front of her shirt as a group and fondled Her beautiful tits. Each time she push my hand away it will find its way to her pussy. During her struggle I ripped her tank top open exposing it was a beautiful breasts I wanted to see you for years. She would say we can’t do this, it’s not right. But I didn’t care. I was going to get what I wanted. With both hands I grabbed her tits. As soon as she push them away I enter shorts down and shoved her onto the bed. I was naked in a heartbeat. Cock harder than it’s ever been.

She kicked at me and told me we can’t, it’s not right. I grabbed her legs spread them apart and overpowered her yet again. I grabbed her hands by her wrists and tendon above her head. Wrapped my hand around her throat again and told her nothing is going to stop me. And with one hard deep thrust I was buried balls deep into my SS dripping wet pussy. She released a loud pleasurable scream. The more she fought the harder I got and the harder and faster I fucked her. after 10 minutes her screens got extremely loud. She screamed out she was going to cum. And did she ever. for the first time in her life my SS squirted. Her juices dripping down my balls as I continued to take her deep and hard.

After 10 more minutes I felt my own need to cum building. After a few more deep hard for us I stopped balls deep and unloaded what felt like gallons inside my SS little pussy. As I filled her up I told her I was going to send her home to her husband filled up and owning her pussy now. When I pulled out her body was trembling from her own orgasm. I noticed tears running from her eyes and asked if she was OK. She said yes, she was just happy that someone made her fantasies happen. Since then she comes over as often as she can.

Now I need to plan a gangbang for her.

#cnc play #submisivegirl #stepsister

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robottii · 5 years

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Bee Megatron Soundwave Jazz Arcee Chromia

Give me six characters and I’ll tell you who I would-

Push off a cliff = Arcee

ok im not gonna lie this pink girl scares the shit outta me and its the same instinct that makes u wanna squish a spider, the like iF ITS DEAD IT CANT MURDER ME VICIOUSLY IN MY SLEEP. If she dies im safe, but if she lives I probably wont last to see tomorrow so liek,, maybe put some sharp rocks at the bottom??? or just never go within 50 miles of her and pray someone else does it?

marry = Jazz

I mean I feel like u saw this one coming but as Jazz is the actual embodiment of all things good in the world and objectively the best character of all times I would snatch this mech up in a heartbeat he is MINE and I will PROTECT him and Michael Bay can FUCKING FIGHT ME if he wants to get within A MILLION miles of my robo husband.

kiss = Chromia

I would kiss the lesbian goddess in a heartbeat she is my queen and my bi ass would pay REAL. CASH. to spend five mintes with her i hope her and her wife Windblade live long happy lives Ironhide who

set on fire = Megatron

Okay don’t fucking @ me i reblog shit about him bc yall have amazing art but he’s a fucking bitch ass hoe who set and ENTIRE. CITY. on fire bc they agreed with his ideals but not his militant ways. These ppl were deadass like “we agree with you and want to help but can’t condone excessive violence” and this fuckhat was like ‘welp. bomb them all, i guess.’ Like sorry but there’s no coming back from that my dude, war is hell and ppl do shit but when u destroy and ENITR.E FUCKING. RACE. bc they want to remain neutral u deserve to be melted down for scraps AT BEST.

wrap a blanket around = Bee

Okay this depends on the ‘verse like TFA Bee needs a leash on at all times but Beeverse Bee aka my smol fav son of all time deserves all the hugs and blankets I will fight u about this.

be roommates with = Soundwave

Okay realistically speaking Soundwave would be the best roommate 10/10 like always silent? Has raised kids so knows how to cook/clean/etc and is responsible as shit? Tech-savvy smart person who probably knows how to get superfast wifi? He’d also probably know my entire browsing history and my SS number within the first like day tho so

#SEND ME MORE PEOPLE #transformers #maccadam #soundwave #megatron #bumblebee #arcee #chromia #jazz #Anonymous

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clankitsfanfiction · 7 years

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I’m Sorry, a Male SS x Hancock Oneshot

Chapter One

(read this on Archive of Our Own here)

John’s soulwords are an apology. I’m sorry. The last thing his soulmate will say to him. He doesn’t know who they are, but he kisses the mark each and every day when he wakes, trying to tell them that it’s okay.

Hancock’s soulwords are a refusal, he’s sure of it. His soulmate will take one look at him and wince, eyes shifting awkwardly. They’ll probably say something like ‘I need to go. I’m sorry.’ And then they’ll be gone.

Nate is an enigma. He’s not rude to Hancock, but he’s not exactly nice either. The vault-dweller knows how to handle a gun and is even better at using it, according to Nick. Hancock knows the guy must be something special to get Nick to travel with him, but his eyes pass over him once they’re introduced. Hancock has more things to worry about then a vault-dweller.

One of those is Bobbi No-Nose, who roped Nate into her mess. Luckily, Nate managed to talk her down with ease, or so Hancock’s been told. But when the man walks up to him with a tired smile of his face, Hancock can’t help but chuckle and offer his services. Nick, bless his mechanical heart, says he needs to get back to Diamond City and work on a open case, another kidnapping. He can see Nate struggle with the idea of taking Hancock along—maybe because he’s a ghoul—but in the end they leave Goodneighbor together, albeit in silence.

It starts off slow. They’re both getting to know each other, Hancock only offering his help because he’s desperate to get out of town and Nate taking it because, well, who knows. Unfortunately, Nate seems perfectly comfortable traveling the Commonwealth in absolute silence, so it’s up to Hancock to fill up the void. Eventually, after a couple days traveling together, Nate responds to one of Hancock’s jokes with a laugh bright and full, causing Hancock to trip over a rock.

After that it’s like a dam has broken. Nate chats about everything under the irradiated sky. Almost immediately he reveals he’s been cryogenically frozen for 200+ years, which is, you know, the fuck? He talks about his time in the military and how chems were passed around from soldier to soldier. He talks about the time he got lost in a grocery store as a kid and hid on a shelf, giving the old lady who found him quite a fright. He talks about how he always hated this food called ice cream but now he’d give anything to taste it.

He talks about Nora.

Nate does so slowly, calmly, one night after they’ve made camp. He pulls off a chain he wears around his neck that has two rings on it. He talks about how they loved each other so much. He talks about how happy they were when they had Shaun. He talks about how they were soulmates.

“She knew the words on my wrist and I knew hers. I remember saying them to her before we stepped in the pods. I didn’t even think about it, they just slid off my tongue naturally. I don’t think either of us realized it.” He lets out another laugh, this one quiet, full of sadness and mourning. He doesn’t tell Hancock the words on his wrist. That’s okay, because Hancock doesn’t tell Nate his. Soulwords are a very private and personal thing.

Still, when they sit in the quiet of night, Nate rubbing his fingers over Nora’s ring, Hancock feels a pang of jealousy from some deep place inside of him. He stuffs it down, disgusted how he feels envious of his friend’s dead wife for being close to her husband.

Soon, the talk turns to lighter topics, of good times and happiness, before they finally turn in for the night. They share a tent, because there’s no reason to bring another one, and on the especially cold nights they share a blanket. This night is warm and sweltering, though, so they lay on opposite ends in the heat as they struggle to fall asleep.

When he wakes, the jealousy is still there, and he hates himself for feeling it.

He never asks Nate what his soulwords are. Sometimes he feels the itch to know so badly he considers taking a peek during the night, but afterwards he feels so repulsed with himself for even considering it he orders Nate to take away hims chems. He does so even when his emotions are under check, because he knows Nate hates how he’s addicted to them and looks away awkwardly any time Hancock does a puff of jet. It’s uncomfortable, but Nate’s smile is worth it.

Despite his best efforts, his feelings worsen. They go to visit Piper and Nick in Diamond City, though Nate scowls and hardens every time someone insults Hancock. Nick is happy to see them, as is Piper. She kisses Nate on the cheek when they leave, and although Nate is unaffected besides a slight blush and an eye roll, resentment rises in Hancock so quickly it’s a surprise. He’s been trying, he really has. He’s ignored Nate’s soft brown hair and warm eyes, his kind words and gentle tone when he speaks to wounded people. Nate seems to be well on the path of recovering from the loss of his wife, and his determination to find his son is only growing stronger. Every time Nate smiles at him he can feel his heartbeat quicken, every time Nate laughs his walls crumble just a little more. They’re practically rubble by now. It’s only stubbornness keeping him from using the ‘l’ word. Hell, he doesn’t even know if Nate likes men! Even if he does, his type surely isn’t Hancock. Still, every day he wakes up next to Nate makes him dig the hole a little deeper.

It’s an accident. A stupid, stupid accident.

Nate and Hancock are scanning the ruins of a town for hostiles. They’ve already taken out a handful of raiders, and the rest of the area seems eerily empty. Nate goes to lean against the mangled remains of a car, loses his footing, and falls backward.

Directly onto a piece of jagged metal.

It’s sticking out of Nate’s chest. It’s sticking out of Nate’s chest and suddenly he’s covered in blood and Hancock knows no number of stimpaks can fix this. So he gives himself a couple moments to stare. Just stare.

But then he’s rushing over because holy fuck and Nate’s still alive and even though Hancock knows it’s impossible he desperately hopes he’ll survive this.

It hurts to look at Nate, because the man is gasping for breath and he cries out in pain every time his body shifts slightly. He’s going to bleed out quickly. Hancock hovers over him and cradles Nate’s head in his hands.

Astonishingly, Nate is able to speak through the pain. Blood is flowing out of his mouth, but he can still talk.

“John.”

Hancock can’t help it; tears start to well up around his eyes, a rare occurrence for a ghoul. Shifting awkwardly, he lays down on the safe part of the car, cushioning Nate’s head on his upper chest. Hancock buries his nose in Nate’s hair and rests his hands on Nate’s, which are covered in thick, red, blood. Nate is going to die.

“I need you to kill me.”

Ghouls are incapable of sobbing; they can’t produce enough tears quickly. So, Hancock dry heaves, tears sliding down his cheeks at an agonizing pace.

“I know, it sucks—” shut up shut up you’re just going to die quicker don’t hurt yourself just shut up please “—but it’ll be a lot better than having me slowly bleed out in front of you.” Nate tries to chuckle, but just ends up coughing up more sticky blood onto his chest. “Use my pistol. It’s silenced, so you won’t draw any more attention.”

It’s now or never. He should be looking in Nate’s eyes when he does it, so the man knows it’s true.

Hancock slides off the car and holds Nate’s head with one hand, using the other to prop himself up.

“I love you.”

Nate’s eyes widen impossibly and he feebly ties to pull up his vault-suit on his wrist. Hancock helps him, and when he sees what’s there he freezes.

I love you.

“I’m sorry,” Nate croaks out, blood gushing out onto his jaw and chest. He tries to speak again but all he does is spit blood in Hancock’s face.

Hancock gently rests Nate’s head back on the car and stands up.

Nate was right. His pistol doesn’t make a sound.

AN: I just really like the idea of both Hancock and Nora being Nate's soulmates and also I wanted to make them suffer R

#fallout 4 fanfiction #fallout 4 hancock #male sole survivor x john hancock #hancock #fallout 4 #soulmate au #Fic: I'm Sorry #Oneshot #Fallout 4 Oneshot

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mothmanwearstiaras-blog · 7 years

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At Virtue’s End: Chapter Three

SUMMARY: “If we had been following Negan from day one, we would be rooting for him.” When we find Negan in the series he and The Saviors are well established and going strong, this is the story of what happened before all of that.

AU with some canon thrown in for good measure. Begins shortly before the outbreak and will follow through to where we are in the series. Buckle in, it’s going to be a long one. Negan x OC.

MASTERLIST FOR PREVIOUS CHAPTERS FANFICTION.NET

Author's Note: A little more world building, a little more background, and the start of the action.

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Chapter Three: The Beginning of the End

Negan was not having a good morning.

He had awoken to a throbbing headache that was nothing like anything he had ever felt before. He was accustomed to the occasional sting that punished him on a morning after over indulgence, he was a man who enjoyed his whiskey after all, but the beer bottle over the head that he had received from James McCallister had him in a whole new world of agony.

On top of waking up in pain, he had also woken up alone. He had grown accustomed to Samantha's soft warmth beside him every morning and her not being there had just added insult to injury... literally. He reached to grab his cell phone off ofthe nightstand and wasn't sure what he should make of the fact that she hadn't reached out to him. He knew that she was just about as stubborn as he was, if he was being honest it was one of the things that he loved about her, but he wouldn't deny the way that the silence stung.

He pulled himself out of the bed and did what he could to ignore the pounding in his head as he made quick work of another shower and threw on a pair of black jeans, a soft gray shirt that he knew was one of Samantha's favorites, and his normal pair of black boots. His original plan was to head back to her grandmother's house, to talk shit out and figure out where the fuck to go from here, but when he saw the time he decided he'd be better off meeting her at Red Oak. There was about a half an hour before her shift was scheduled to start and Russell was an old friend, he wouldn't mind if he stole his girl away for a while to set things straight.

The drive to the tavern was a short one, one that he could have easily walked but with the pain already hammering away at his head he figured he might as well take it as easy as possible. The journey took narrowly avoided the main part of town by deviating to the left and heading down past the tree line along a narrow gravel road. The tavern itself was beautiful and surrounded by a large grouping of trees that hid it almost completely from those who didn't know it was there. The back patio jutted out over the river behind it and multiple benches were spread along the parts of the river's edge that weren't covered by the structure. The old place had seen plenty of weddings throughout the years as well as its fair share of funeral parties, if there was a large gathering to be had it was a safe bet that at least a small part of it was going to be held at The Red Oak Tavern.

Negan turned in to the parking lot to the left of the building and pulled in to a spot near the back. He noticed James McCallister's Jeep still parked across the lot but didn't think much of it. Negan had left before the sheriff had finished up with him last night, he figured James must have taken him up on his offer to get checked out at the local hospital.

"Fucking pussy." Negan muttered under his breath as he exited his truck.

He walked towards the front door of the tavern and saw Russell letting in his staff to get ready for opening. He threw the other man a smile but it quickly fell from his face when he saw the way Russell stepped outside and pulled the door shut behind him when he saw him approaching.

"Negan." Russell said in greeting. "How's the head?"

He shrugged. "I've had worse."

"Quite the shiner you've got there though." Russell chuckled as he met him at the bottom of the steps that lead to the front door. The two men clasped hands before each wrapping an arm half way around the other’s shoulders and giving a quick pat before separating. "You straighten things out with Samantha?"

"Nah, not yet." Negan answered. "You mind if I..." he gestured towards the door.

"Uh, yeah, about that..." Russell's hand rubbed awkwardly at the back of his neck. "You think it might be better if you came back later?"

Negan's brows furrowed but it didn't take long for him to put two and two together. The truck in the parking lot, the weird way his friend was acting... "Is that mother fucker in there?"

"Yeah, he is," Russell put a hand to Negan's shoulder as he attempted to move past him, "and so are my wife and child. So is my staff."

"What the fuck, Russ?" Negan asked.

"He called me early this morning." Russell explained. "He just wants to apologize to Samantha."

"Common fucking theme around here today."

"I've got no problem with you going in there, Negan, but you've got to keep the peace. I won't have a repeat of last night." Negan shook his head. He was pissed. "You got that?"

"Yeah! Yeah, I fucking got it." Negan finally answered. "God damn, when the hell did you turn in to my fucking father?"

"I own the bar. I'm everyone's father." Russell said as he made his way back up the steps. He unlocked the front door and allowed Negan to step past him.

The bar hadn't yet opened for the day and the group of people already inside ambled about leisurely doing this and that to get ready for the lunch shift. Russell's wife, Shannon, was sitting at a table by the door with their six year old daughter Emily. The young girl was the spitting image of her father with dark green eyes and freckles scattered about her face but she had the dark brown hair from her mother's side of the gene pool. Shannon was currently trying her hardest to get her daughter to try, just try, the asparagus that sat on her plate but was very obviously getting nowhere fast with that. Another waitress, a red head girl by the name of Lindsay, was working from table to table replacing chairs to their proper places on the floor and giving each tabletop a quick once over with her soapy rag.

James McCallister sat on his own at the bar and refused to even look in Negan's direction.

Negan had more sense than to try and join James so he elected to take a seat at a tall two top table by the door. His plan was to grab Samantha first, as soon as she got in, and not give that other asshole a chance to fuck his shit up even more. The bell above the door rang out as Russell opened the door once more and Negan turned towards it in hopes that it was Samantha. Everyone was surprised when they saw it was Russell coming back inside with Red Oak's bus boy held tightly in his arms.

The young man, no older than nineteen, looked nervously around the room with tears streaming down his face from his bloodshot eyes. The entire front of his shirt was covered in thick red blood that was steadily oozing out of a large open wound at the side of his neck.

"Alex!” Shannon exclaimed from across the room. She was on her feet in an instant.

"He was stumbling down the walkway when I found him like this." Russell said quickly as he laid the young man in his arms down on the floor of the bar. "Emily, head back to Daddy's office and wait for me there, okay? Lindsay, grab the first aid kit."

The little girl didn't move an inch but Lindsay did do as she was told and grabbed the first aid kit from its spot above one of the refrigerators behind the bar. She quickly handed it off to Russell before heading towards the phone.

"There's no dial tone." Lindsay said as she held the phone to her ear.

Negan pulled his cell phone out from within his jeans pocket. "No cell reception down here either."

"We never have that." Russell said under his breath as he pulled out every gauze pad they had in the little kit.

“Alex, sweetie,” Shannon said as she sat down on the floor of the bar next to the boy’s head, “what happened?”

"In tt-t-tttt-town." Alex stammered. "They're just ev-everywhere!"

Negan moved towards the windows and pulled down on one of the blinds. He couldn't see anything from where they were at the bottom of the hill.

"Alex, you have to calm down." Shannon said as she removed her jacket. She folded it up and placed it beneath the boy's head like a makeshift pillow. "Look at me, look at my eyes." He did as he was told. "What happened?"

"I was walking to work and ss-ss-ssomeone just..." he trailed off. "They came out of nowhere! He... he just... he fucking bit me!"

"Bit you?"

He nodded. "It wasn't just one. There were tons of them... everywhere. I… I-I-I-"

All the group could do was watch as Alex's body began to tremble and twitch. Shannon's arms found Alex's own as she tried to hold him still. Emily screamed and Lindsay began to cry. Negan was just kneeling down next to Russell when all of a sudden everything stopped. The only sound in the room was panting, labored breaths from the group around the young man's body now laying lifelessly on the floor.

"Is he..." Lindsay couldn't finish the sentence.

"I don't know." Shannon said as she placed a hand over where Alex's heart should have been beating. "I don't feel a heartbeat but..."

"Is he breathing?" James asked. "Isn't there some type of test with a mirror?"

"Do you have a mirror on you, James?" Russell asked, the sarcasm dripping from his words.

Negan grabbed a spoon from off of the table he was kneeling beside. "Here, use this."

"Use it to what?" Russell asked.

"You stick it under his nose." Lindsay answered. "If it fogs up at all it means he's still breathing."

Shannon grabbed the spoon from Negan's hand and moved it to just below Alex's nose. The tension in the room was tangible and they could have heard a pin drop. Shannon held the spoon beneath his nose for what seemed like forever. When there was no breath to fog its surface she turned to face her husband, her head giving an almost imperceptible shake.

"What the fuck?" Russell asked as he ran a hand through his hair.

Seeing as she was the closest to her, Lindsay grabbed Emily in to her arms and turned the young girl to face away from the carnage before her. Negan rose to his feet and moved towards the bar. He quickly found a large, white plastic tablecloth and moved swiftly back to the scene near the front door. Without thinking, he handed one corner to James and the two draped it gently over the young man's lifeless body. Russell gently pulled Shannon to her feet and the rest of the group followed the two of them across the bar and over to the set of booths by the pool table. Lindsay sat Emily down in the booth next to her mother and Shannon took no time in wrapping the young girl in a tight embrace.

"What the hell happened in here?" Six pairs of eyes darted across the room to the door behind the bar leading towards the kitchen. Candice stood just inside the doorway, her brow furrowed and her hand on her hip, obviously looking for answers.

"Candice?" Russell asked, thoroughly confused as to why she was there. "How did you get in here?"

"I came in through the back. It's a beautiful day and I figured I'd take a hike through the woods."

"Where's Sam?" Negan asked.

Candice's eyes immediately went cold as she turned towards him. "She had a rough night. I offered to switch shifts with her." Her implication that Samantha’s'rough night' was his fault was unmistakably clear.

"Candice," Russell said as he rose to his feet and moved towards her. He took her by the arm and lead her towards the other end of the bar as both Negan and James followed in tow. "I'm not sure how exactly I'm supposed to tell you this, but Alex... Alex just passed away... in here... on our floor."

"No, that's not possible." The girl said simply.

"Candice-"

"He's standing right there."

The three men's eyes followed to where Candice was pointing and sure enough, there was Alex standing tall no more than ten feet away from them. His breathing was rough, it almost sounded as if something had been caught in his throat, and his shoulders shook with each passing breath. His skin was an ashen gray color and his eyes were glazed over and seemed unable to focus on anything in particular.

"Alex?" Russell said calmly as he took a step towards him. Lindsay and Shannon's heads each turned towards where the young man was standing and the fear in their eyes was obvious. "Are you okay, buddy?"

Alex took a step forward, the motion much slower than it naturally should have been.

"Something isn't right." James said quietly as Russell took another step towards the boy.

Alex's jaw was moving up and down and his arms rose to reach towards Russell. "He needs a doctor or something." Russell said as he took the boy's hands in to his own. "We need to-"

Alex's sudden jolt forward caught Russell off guard and the way the young man had put all of his weight behind the lunge was enough to send Russell stumbling backwards. Negan and James were at his side before he had even hit the ground but by the time they managed to get a hold on him Alex had gotten his hands in to an unbreakable tangle within Russell's shirt. Alex's jaws slammed roughly shut and just narrowly avoided catching Russell's cheek as he pulled away.

All three men worked with all of their strength to pull Alex away from him but he simply would not let go. Every few seconds he would take another shot at biting at whatever part of Russell was the closest to him but each time Russell narrowly managed to avoid it. After the third attempt at a bite, James grabbed the boy by the hair at the back of his head while Negan went for the trophy baseball bat that had been hanging behind one of the booths for as long as he could remember. He didn't want to hurt Alex, he had never really wanted to hurt anyone, but he didn't have any other choice. Negan let the bat swing and knew the moment it collided with the boy's skull that that would be the end of it.

Alex's body hit the ground with a solid thud.

Finally free, Russell rushed back towards his wife and child and grabbed them both in to his arms.

"What the hell was that?!" Candice screamed as she ran towards where Alex now lay. Her hand rose to her mouth the moment she caught sight of him before she all but ran in the opposite direction.

One thing was for sure, Alex was definitely dead now.

Negan wasn't sure what to do, he wasn't even sure that he was thinking at all. He seemed to run on nothing but pure instinct as he swung the bat on to his shoulder and headed towards the front door.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?!" Russell yelled in a panic from across the room. "You heard him before, there's more of those things out there!"

Negan shook his head as he opened the front door. "Lock this up behind me, don't let anyone else in."

"You can't go out there!" Lindsay cried.

Without leaving time for anyone to get another word in, Negan slipped through the door and pulled it shut behind him. He ran towards his truck as he grabbed his keys from his jacket pocket. He didn't even give himself time to think as he started up the truck and tore out of the parking lot like a bat out of hell.

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SOUL HEART & SOUL PROD. AFTA-1

1 HEART (HEARTS)

THE NAME IS SOUL EATER LOVE IS FOR THE HEART AND SOUL

ONE LOVE THIRTEEN LOVE ALL LOVE UNIVERSAL LOVE

OPEN YOUR HEART CLOSE YOUR SOUL FREE YOUR MIND THIS IS HIP HOP BUMPING HEARTBEATS SOUL FULL OF RHYMES LOVE IS A SONG HEAD NODS KIDS BOP LIGHT NEEDS A SPOT FLOW ON THE DOT SPIN GRANDFATHER CLOCK TICK TOCK WRISTWATCH SOUL AND SLUM IN THE GAME PLAYER ONE AND TWO YOU CAN'T SEE US MOVE LOCKED IN THE HITBOX SEARCH FOR THE TRUTH SEEKING SECRETS ALL DAY AND NIGHT IT'S AFTA-1 OH MY ON A MISSION TO BEAT THE SYSTEM FREE THE PRISON SENSEI STAR IT'S GO TIME TIME IS MONEY SPARE CHANGE FOR THOUGHT I PUT IN TWO CENTS I PAY NO MIND FOLLOW YOUR HEART CHASE YOUR DREAMS GIFTED WITH THE PRESENT THANK YOU MOST HIGH SOUTH LEGION RIVAL WOLF NORTH RECON REBEL ELEPHANT UNLOCK THE POWER IN TUNE WITH NATURE STAR ALIGNMENT WHAT'S YOUR ELEMENT BODY OF CRYSTALS HOUSE OF TREASURE JUNK IN THE BONEYARD CLOSET OF SKELETONS FATHERS AND MOTHERS SISTERS AND BROTHERS COUSINS AND OTHERS LOVE YOUR MELANIN TRIPLE DARKNESS TRINITY INFINITY SOUNDS OF THE SOUL EMOTION UNTIL I AM FELT INNER SUN SACRED FIRE DRAGON BREATH SPIT HEAT THE IRON MELT FOR THE LOVE OF GOD IN THE NAME OF RA WE ARE ONE ONE SOUL I MIND MYSELF KNOWLEDGE OF THE CROWN THREE EYES OF A KING PYRAMIDS GIZA WHIPLASH ORION'S BELT STARSHIP PILOT ASTRAL FLIGHTS I AM IN THE DRIVER SEAT SHE RIDE IN THE PASSENGER PARTNER IN CRIME WE ARE THE DREAM TEAM PRACTICE MAGIC EVERYDAY OF THE CALENDAR SOLAR SNIPER LUNAR CANNON SHOOTING STARS SOUL CALIBER RAP BEATS EAT WITH EMCEES GAME OVER ACCEPT NEW CHALLENGER SUPER SMASH BROTHERS MELEE PLUG IT IN AND START THE GAME LIFE RHYMES RIVER FLOWS CYPHER VERSES DARKNESS CAME LIGHT SHINE BRIGHT STARSEED RETURN METEOR SHOWER STARS WILL RAIN NEVER FEAR MY CLAN IS TOP TIER SOUL OF TEARS AND A HEART OF PAIN TOGETHER AS ONE FOREVER TWENTY ONE SOULS IN THE SLUMS GIVE IT UP ONE TIME ENTER HEARTS EARTH CENTER STAR FAMILY REUNION SHOUTOUT BLOODLINE MIND THINKS SPIRIT BREATHES EYES BLINK SOUL OF RA SUNSHINE HANDS PRESSED TOGETHER WE COMBINE GOD IS INSIDE GOOD WIFE FOR A LOVE LIFE BEAST MODE CHEAT CODE BIG BANG THEORY SPARK THE DOME LOSIN LAND OF THE FREE HOME OF THE BRAVE MODERN DAY SLAVE FAR FROM HOME CRUISIN TWIN FLAMES WHOLE SOULS ETHER EATER DARKNESS GOLD SHOOTIN SLUM SOCIETY SOUL SYSTEM GODS STARS HEART AND SOUL FUSION

LOVE IS FOR THE HEART AND SOUL LOVE IS FOR THE HEART AND SOUL LOVE IS FOR THE HEART AND SOUL LOVE IS FOR THE HEART AND SOUL LOVE IS FOR THE HEART AND SOUL LOVE IS FOR THE HEART AND SOUL LOVE IS FOR THE HEART AND SOUL LOVE IS FOR THE HEART AND SOUL

2 SOUL (GOT THE SOUL)

DEAR SOL AND LUNA CHOSEN TWO LOVES SMOKING BUDDHA DANCING PHANTOMS IN SUNNY DAYS AND MOONLIT NIGHTS LISTEN TO THE SOUNDS OF THE SOUL ENERGY IN MOTION FLOATING ON THE OCEAN SAY WHAT'S UP TO THE GODS THE WAVE HI WORLD WARS IS OVER WE REBIRTH HEAVEN ON EARTH THANK GOD FOR THE LIGHT WE SPREAD OUR ANGEL WINGS AND FLY IN THE SKY SOUL ON THE RISE AND FALL FROM DAWN TO DUSK DAYLIGHT SHINES AND GIVES US LIFE WE RHYME AT THE BEACH THE SANDS OF TIME NEW WORLD ORDER POST MODERN DAY WAYS THINGS HAVE NEVER BEEN THE SAME IT'S TIME FOR A CHANGE AND GO BACK TO BASICS ROOT TO THE CROWN HEIR TO THE THRONE KINGS AND QUEENS EMPERORS AND EMPRESSES LEARN FROM SCRIPTURES BY THE ANCIENTS FOREPLAY IN THE HOUSE ENTRANCE FIFTH DIMENSION TENSION UNDRESS YOUR SOUL LIKE IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY NAKED TUNE INTO OURSELVES SYNC WITH THE BEAT STARS COLLIDE CAUGHT IN MY CROSSFIRE X IS THE SPOT OPEN YOUR CHAKRA SACRED

2 SLUM 1 SOUL SWORDS SILVER GUNS GOLD HIGH YOUNG DRUNK OLD CHOPPED UP BLUNT ROLLED

BOTH OF US ARE MISSING IN ACTION I REMEMBER YOUR NAME AND FACE NEVER THOUGHT WE WOULD FIND A LOVE LIKE A LOST SOUL EXPERMENT EXPERIENCE IN THIS EXISTENCCE OUR PATHS MEET AGAIN EVERY TIME I SEE YOU IT FEELS LIKE I'M AT A CROSSROAD HUNGRY IN THE ART OF WAR WE SPEND TIME LIKE MONEY LOVE AND SOUL WANT TO EAT HEART AND SOUL NUMBER 1 COMBO ABSOLUTE IN THE AFTERNOON OUR CREATOR COULD NEVER CREATE A LOVE LIKE THIS SINCE THE BEGINNING OF THE COSMOS IT'S A TALENT TO BALANCE LOVE AND HATE HATRED IS COMPLICATED KEEP IT SIMPLE IN THE HEART BECAUSE LOVE IS COMPLEX THE HEAVENS LAUGH WHEN YOU SMILE IT WORKS LIKE A CHARM TIMELESS BEAUTY MIND YOUR HOURGLASS FIGURE I SPIT IT CONSCIOUS SOUL OF SOL SPIRIT OF RAW IN MY EYES IN THESE DAYS AGE IS A NUMBER WE DRINKING LIQUOR AND SMOKING CHRONIC SHOOT LIKE AMERICAN TERRORISTS ON A CHARIOT ACROSS THE SEA OF ETHER PAST THE MOON AND STARS WE RIDE ON A COMET

2 SLUM 1 SOUL SWORDS SILVER GUNS GOLD HIGH YOUNG DRUNK OLD CHOPPED UP BLUNT ROLLED

SOUL EATER GRIM REAPER SOUL EATER GRIM REAPER SOUL EATER GRIM REAPER SOUL EATER GRIM REAPER

THREE EYES OPEN SCOPING KEEPING FOCUS ELEMENTAL PHOENIX CROWN FLOWER BLOSSOM PETAL LOTUS ONE SOUL EATER INTO ONENESS THE SOLSTICE MASTER WEAPON TEACHER STUDENT ARCHAIC SOLACE

3 SECRETS OF UNIVERSAL LOVE (UNIVERSALOVE)

ONCE UPON A TIME MY TO SOUL MATE THE OLD DAYS WHEN WE WOULD TOUCH UNIVERSES LEARN ABOUT OURSELVES ENROLL IN THE MOST HIGHS UNIVERSITY YOU AND I VERSES UNITY VERSES DUALITY LOVE IS WAR EVOLVE WITH RA EVERY SINGLE BATTLE IT'S SO PERFECT NOTHING IS EVER FOR CERTAIN STILL WE PULL DOWN THE CURTAIN AND REHEARSE OUR CURSES BOYFRIEND AND GIRLFRIEND UNTIL THE WORLD ENDS LIKE MAMA AND PAPA OUR PYRAMIDS ARE IN MARRIAGE WORLDS SPINNING A PAIR OF MERKABA STARS ALIGN DIVINE SYNCED ON THE DIAL TURN THE WHEELS AND OPEN EVERY CHAKRA SOLD OUT OUR LIPS ARE SEALED EMPTY NOISES SHARE THE SILENE AND BREATHE THE PRANA SECRETS HIDDEN WITHIN THE TREASRURE OUR HEARTBEATS IT'S A COSMIC VIBE GODSPEED AHEAD LET'S MOVE THROUGH THE ETHER AS WE FLY ON A COMET RIDE KNOW THE LEDGE FEELING OURSELVES WE FALL OVER THE EDGE WITH A CONSCIOUS MIND TAKE YOUR BREATH AND SOUL TO FARAWAY PLACES MY LOVE WE SHARE THIS PROMISE MINE ON AND OFF LINE THE INTERNET SOUL SYSTEM ENTER THE WORLD READY UP GET IN WITH THIS GETTING MONEY WE SMOKE AND DRINK AND BANG SOULYLIGHT NEVER TOO INNOCENT MIND BODY AND SOUL SPIRIT AND FLESH US TWO DANCING AS WE BECOME INTIMATE CLOSER AND CLOSER TO THE POINT WE GET THE BOND WE HAVE IS REACHING MORE INFINITE WHAT IS THE SECRET? SOUL AND LOVE LOVE AND SOUL ME AND YOU YOU AND I REVOLVE AROUND THE REVOLUTIONS SUN AT DAY MOON AT NIGHT EARTH THROUGHOUT TIME HOLD HANDS SLOW DANCE IN THIS ROMANCE TOGETHER WITH NO CHANCE IT'S DO OR DIE RESSURECT THE TESSERACT TO GET YOU BACK UNTIL FOREVER LASTS THIS IS SPIRITUAL SUICIDE LOVE IS UNIVERSAL AND SOUL IS ETERNAL SPACE TIME CONTINUE SHARE OUR SECRETS SQAURES AND CIRCLES RED THROUGH PURPLE ON THE JOURNAL WHAT'S YOUR DEEPEST SOLACE STORIES OF LOVE AND SOUL WIFE AND HUSBAND STAY ONE HUNDRED

4 INTRO DREAM (INTRO DREAM)

IT WAS ALL A DREAM WELCOME TO THE INTROUDCTION THIS IS OUR STORY IT BEGINS NOW

ONE TIME FOR YOUR MIND TWO TIMES FOR YOUR SOUL THREE TIMES FOR THREE EYES ONCE MORE FOR A HEART OF GOLD

IT WAS ALL A DREAM SEE ME WHEN I SLEEP NOTHING IS WHAT IT SEEMS SO TAKE ANOTHER PEEP WATCH YOUR EVERY MOVE SOW WHAT YOU REAP NEVER FALL DOWN HAVE FAITH WHEN YOU LEAP THE GAME HAS BEGUN BETTER PLAY TO KEEP FLOW WITH THE WATER WORDS OCEAN DEEP DRIVE ME CRAZY WHEN WE RIDE TO HIS BEATS THANKFUL FOR THIS LIFE I DO IT FOR THE STREETS

LOVE YOUR HEART AND SOUL LOVE IS HEART OF GOLD LOVE YOUR HEART AND SOUL LOVE IS A HEART OF GOLD

FATHER AND MOTHER I LOVE YOU FOR FAMILY FRIENDS SLEEP TOGETHER DREAMS BECOME A FANTASY LIFE IN THE MATRIX THIS IS OUR REALITY LEARN SKILLS TO BUILD GROW WITH THE MASTERY HELLO YOUR HIGHNESS I COULD BE YOUR MAJESTY STUDENTS OF THE WORLD WELCOME TO THE ACADEMY SO HIGH OFF THE LAW PLAY WITH THE GRAVITY KILLING THE GAME WITNESS A TRAGEDY FREE THE ROAM THE GALAXY IN THE 21ST CENTURY HIGH NOON VIBRATION SOLAR SYSTEM THE REMEDY INNER CHI WITHIN THE GOD TRAIN TO HARNESS THE ENERGY THE BATTLE BETWEEN MYSELF KNOW I AM MY OWN ENEMY ON THE WAY TO THE TOP CLEAR THE LEVELS TO REACH 5TH DENSITY SOUL ACCEPT THE MISSION IT'S TIME TO FULFILL OUR DESTINY IN TUNE WITHIN THE EARTH OUR HEARTBEATS PLAY A MELODY VIBE WITH THE WORLD THROUGH THE PEN TO CREATE A MEMORY

LOVE IS SOUL SOUL IS LOVE LOVE IS SOUL SOUL IS LOVE LOVE IS SOUL SOUL IS LOVE LOVE IS SOUL SOUL IS LOVE

LOVE YOUR HEART AND SOUL LOVE IS HEART OF GOLD LOVE YOUR HEART AND SOUL LOVE IS HEART OF GOLD

THIS IS THE BEGINNING BREATHE INTO YOUR SOUL LET US START PAINT A PICTURE DRAWING THE SWORD CREATE A WORK OF ART LISTEN TO THE SYSTEM EYES WATCH I GLOW AND SHINE A STAR GRIP ORBS IN THE HAND WITH THE FORCE DANCE AND LIGHT THE DARK FLEX THE UNIVERSE IN THE PALM AND LIGHT A SPARK RIDE LIKE A HORSEMAN STORIES FROM THE NORSEMEN GOING HARD CARDS ON THE TABLE ARMY OF ANGELS LOCKED AND LOADED STANDING GUARD VOW AN OATH TO FIGHT FOR THE KINGDOM I PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE TO MY HEART DRINK BETWEEN STAGES INK ON THE PAGES WIELD THE PEN WITH A GLOVE LEARNING LESSONS FROM THE ESSENCE HEAVEN IS DIMENSIONS ABOVE WE RISE TO THE TOP CRACK THE CEILING PAST THE GATES FLY LIKE A DOVE HATE IN OUR FATE IT'S ALL GREAT WE DO IT ALL FOR LOVE GLOBAL EMPIRE LOCAL FASHION WE SIT QUEEN AND KING ON THE THRONE SCRIPTING SACRED BACK TO THE ANCIENTS BELLS RINGING ME HOME SUBZERO TEMPERATURE FLOW IS FROZEN I SING IN THE SNOW FREE THE MIND WITH THE FEATHER PEN WINGS OF A CROW

LOVE IS SOUL SOUL IS LOVE LOVE IS SOUL SOUL IS LOVE LOVE IS SOUL SOUL IS LOVE LOVE IS SOUL SOUL IS LOVE

LOVE YOUR HEART AND SOUL LOVE IS A HEART OF GOLD LOVE YOUR HEART AND SOUL LOVE IS A HEART OF GOLD

5 LIGHT (MEDIANOS)

ASSASSINS LEAD THE DIVINE CREED LEARN AND TEACH MOORISH SCIENCE LISTEN TO THE SOUL THE SYSTEM IS OLD CRACK OF DAWN MORNING SILENCE ASCENDED MASTERS OPEN CHAPTERS DARK MATTER GIANT TITAN SS CLASS GOOD AND EVIL GALACTIC WAR BATTLE TYRANTS SOUL OPERATIVE MISSION ACCOMPLISHED SIGN ME UP FOR THE NEXT ASSIGNMENT MELEE COMBAT DIVINE UNIVERSE KUNDALINI LEVIATHAN STAR ALIGNMENT HEART AND SOUL THE FLAGSHIP OLD NORSE PIRATE VIKING MIC ROCKET ONE TWO THREE BLAST OFF SPACESHIP PILOT SUN AND RAIN FIRE AND WATER FAIR WEATHER GENERATOR CLIMATE MY EMPRESS I CROWN YOU QUEEN FOR THE KINGDOM YOUR HIGHNESS COMPUTER BRAIN HACK THE SYSTEM NUTS AND BOLTS THUNDER AND LIGHTNING FIGHT WITH LIGHT PUNCHING TREES KICKING ROCKS TIDAL WAVE THE IRON SLEEP IN PEACE OPEN SEAS WHIRLPOOL GRAVE FLOW POSEIDON SWORD OF LORDS THE DEATH SCYTHE FEAR THE SPEAR THE TRIDENT ROYAL PRINCE LOYAL TO THE KING ON THE BRIGHT SIDE WE FACE ORION AURA IN ONE PIECE GARDEN OF LIFE FORGOTTEN KNOWLEDGE TALES FROM ZION

BLACK AND WHITE LIGHT AND DARK CAUGHT BETWEEN LOVE AND HATE DUEL TOGETHER BATTLE RAP FOR FOOD AND DRINK ON A CUP AND PLATE BORN FOR THIS RUDE AWAKENING DESTINY AWAITS TRUST YOUR FATE ONE HUNDRED SOULS SPIRIT LYRICS LUCID MUSIC FUCK THE GAME

NEW AGE GOLDEN LIFE I AM RA SOULYLIGHT NEW AGE GOLDEN LIFE I AM RA SOULYLIGHT NEW AGE GOLDEN LIFE I AM RA SOULYLIGHT NEW AGE GOLDEN LIFE I AM RA SOULYLIGHT

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