Revamped Dancehall Riddims. Currently there's a trend of reviving older dancehall riddims which started with Rvssian's "Dutty Money Riddim". #RevampedDancehallRiddims #Rvssian #DuttyMoneyRiddim #dancehall #RiddimWise #Riddims
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Tomorrow Sunday is the final for the Women's Soccer World Cup. England versus Spain. Is Lena following it as enthusiastically as the Men's Cup?
Oh absolutely. Lena is going to have her ass in a pub yelling just as loud (or louder, maybe) than everyone in there, because she is well aware this may in fact be the only time in her lifespan where there is any realistic possibility of living the three lion(esse)s on a shirt dream. She is also aware the odds narrowly favor Spain, but if there was ever a person the odds mattered not a whit to, it is Lena fucking Oxton. Odds are just another way of saying "the boring answer" in her view. England will take it, she knows it, she will know it even every time Spain scores, and she will swear that she would never move to Spain to retire and choose very much to ignore Winston behind her going "Lena, you couldn't do that anymore even if you wanted to, so it's kind of an empty thr--" "I NEVER WOULD!!"
heyy! if you're still doing the word game then i also got some words for you (also suuuper excited for the pride au): kiss (<33), yell, cry, home and sing.
hii bab thank you!! love these choices..🥣
kiss...sawry you know i cant give you a proper kiss yet but:
Sirius wraps his free arm around James’ head and smacks a kiss onto his cheek, and knows, with that, he is forgiven.
yell:
James’ abrupt yell of warning came too late to stop Neville accidentally treading on his glasses, which were set on the floor by his pillow; it had, however, struck perfectly to startle the little boy into frightened tears, and James has been racked with guilt the entire walk here.
cry (ing):
Sirius is sunk down low into the sofa, with James and some Babycham in a fancy flute that’s cut to look like crystal; there’s a damp spot on James’ crewneck jumper, from Neville crying into his shoulder come his bedtime at the news of their leaving tomorrow morning.
home:
Mary helps Hestia drag her drunk husband home, one of his arms slung around each of their shoulders; James blows Sirius three loud, smacking kisses before he and Lily turn the corner to Frank’s house.
sing:
George McCrae sings take me in your arms, rock your baby! and in an alcove framed by silver streamers, Sirius winds his arms around Remus’ waist.
send me a word + if its in the wip i'll give you the sentence!
#Review | Bounty Killer & Baby Cham – Time Bomb (EP) | This 7-track EP is as succinct and powerful as a shot of overproof rum. #BountyKiller #babyCham #TimeBomb #DancehallReview
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