#mase&bai

[mountingpulisic]

FAR FROM DONE PART TWO

warnings : smut

part one

as soon as the sound of thunder rippled through the house, mason knew he was finally going to have the upper hand. 

you had absolutely hated thunderstorms. 

ever since you were little, they scared you beyond belief. always needing another warm body to offer you comfort and soothe your anxiety when it came to bearing the storm. 

smiling devilishly to himself as he folded his laundry, mason mentally thanked the meteorologist that spoke on the television, he was advising everyone to stay indoors and seek shelter due to the intensity of the storm. . 

peeking over his shoulder to look at you, mason’s ego soared as you nervously diverted your attention from him back to the television. 

“oh look at that love, weather guy saying it’s supposed to get real nasty.” emphasizing the word nasty as he cutely scrunched up his nose. 

he couldn’t hold back the grin on his face.

the last time a storm traveled over the city of cobham, you two kept yourselves distracted by the one thing you were withholding from him.

sex 

he hoped that the arrival of this storm was the push that you needed to finally end this stupid silent treatment you’ve been giving him for the past nine days. 

he was sexually frustrated beyond belief. growing tired of using his hand to do a job that your mouth had already perfected. 

gleefully imagining how the rest of the night was going to play out, mason skipped up the stairs to your shared bedroom to store away his clothing, his smile only growing when he heard you follow close behind. 

shuffling into the bedroom, you were sure to keep a healthy but comfortable distance between the two of you. 

you knew mason was absolutely loving the thought of this storm occurring and you finally having to talk to him. 

you thought of any other possible resolutions that could keep your anxiety about the storm at bay, however you came up empty handed. 

taking a stroll down memory lane, you remembered back to the actions that kept your mind preoccupied as the storm traveled through, you couldn’t help but to bite your lip as you suppress a moan. 

you would never tell him, but you were equally touch deprived as him. you thought with the silent treatment you could’ve at least remained stabled with the help of your vibrator, but mason had caught wind of you pleasuring yourself one night and took it upon himself to hide it. 

you had torn the bedroom apart looking for it as he smugly watched you while brushing his teeth, if he wasn’t able to enjoy a proper orgasm, neither were you. 

mind snapping back to reality when you heard yet another gust of wind against the house, you began to feel yourself panic. you wanted to keep up the silence between the two of you, you needed to teach him a lesson about his careless flirting but the way your heart had begun to pick up speed, you decided it wouldn’t hurt to wave the white flag just for tonight. 

“mase.” you whispered,  eyes beginning to roll when he pretended as if he didn’t hear you. 

“mason.” you spoke sterner, causing the golden boy to act clueless as he looked up from the dresser drawer “the storm.” you gestured outside, as if he didn’t notice the heavy rain and gusting winds. 

before he could deliver a smart ass comment, the lights had flickered off as the boom of thunder hit. 

jumping slightly and letting out a small scream, mason was quick in approaching your side and engulfing you into his arms. 

“hey, it’s okay. im right here.” he spoke softly into your hair, rubbing small circles into the bottom of your back. “i’m right here.” 

to say you didn’t miss his embrace would be a lie, you had missed that more than anything. mason had always been an amazing at comforting people, as if his arms alone diminished any sense of worry that ran through your body.

tugging you closer into him, mason began to make way towards the bed, sitting down on the edge as he pulled you to stand between his spreaded legs, rubbing your arms.

“everything is going to be okay, the weatherman said it should subside in the next hour or two.” 

how in the world were you suppose to keep your mind off the raging storm for the next two hours?

it was as if mason read your mind as his fingers began to stroke back and forth on your exposed legs before settling on your ass where he gave it a firm squeeze. 

you wanted to protest, you wanted to tell him that he was out of his mind if he thought you were going to let him shag you and he hasn’t even apologized for his behavior yet. 

keyword there being wanted.

your mouth betrayed you as you let out a breathy moan that mason took as confirmation to continue his journey on exploring your body, grasping you from behind your thighs as he pulled you into the position of straddling him. 

mason began placing delicate kisses alongside your neck, sucking the skin occasionally as he grinded his hard on up into your clothed heat, body aching for some type of relief. 

separating his lips from your neck, he tugged lightly at the bottom of your shirt, signaling to you that he wanted it off. sitting up straight, you slowly disposed of your garment. your eyes never broke contact with him as he stared at you as if you were prey. 

hungrily looking at your bare chest, mason thought about how much he had missed the sight of them. leaving little to his imagination as you had opted out of wearing a bra around the house these past few days. wanting to rile him up as he took note of how your nipples pierced through due to the ac that blasted through the house. 

pulling you back into him, his mouth was eager to indulge in your now newly uncovered nipple that hung over him, sucking on the flesh as his hands traveled back down to your body, squeezing your ass harder than before when he heard your seductive moans grace his ears. 

“oh i have missed this, baby girl.” mason moaned out as you grinded harder into him, causing a gasp to escape. lips connecting to his, you muted his moans. soft lips colliding together while your tongues fought for dominance as they explored each other's mouths, making up for lost time. 

breaking the kiss, you fisted a handful of his shirt upwards so you could begin giving him open mouthed love bites down his chest to his low abdomen, painfullying going slow when making your way down to where mason needed you the most. 

fingers finding refuge on the waistband of his sweats, you began to pull them down, springing free his red aching erection that was leaking precum. 

mason stifled a moan at the relief from the confined pants, hands collecting your hair as you took him into your mouth, submerging as much of him as you can. 

damn, his hand was nothing compared to your tongue.

bopping at a rapid pace up and down his length, mason’s spare hand gripped the bed sheets beside him, holding himself back from ejaculating. wanting to feel himself inside you before he disbursed his seed. 

“just like that babygirl, you’re doing such a good job.” he praised you breathlessly, eyes shut tight as he zoned in on the feeling of your wet mouth around his deprived member, bucking his hips up when he heard you gag lightly. 

“god, baby. you don’t know how much i missed that pretty mouth of yours.” 

watching him through your eyelashes, mason was a whimpering mess; he could’ve died right there and been a happy man just by how your mouth was working him.

feeling his climax approach as his breathing became irregular, drool started to exit the corners of your mouth as you picked up the pace, wanting his sweet moans to fill the air as he released. 

“thank god for the storm, it caused for my babygirl to stop being a brat.” 

he heard the loud pop first before he realized the lack of warmth around his member, opening his eyes, he was met with you hurriedly getting off of your knees and picking up your discarded shirt. 

“y/n, baby, what are you doing?” his face was flushed as he sat up, hair sticking in different direction as he tried to grab ahold of you before you left the room. 

“i’m not a fucking brat, mount.” you spoke, tugging your shirt back over your head as you stomped off and exited into the bathroom.

hearing the shower turn on, mason frustratedly hit the mattress before his hands covered his face as he let out a groan. he was going to have to finish the job yet again.

pumping himself slowly, trying to regain the sensation.

he thought the silent treatment was done, he thought that after you were submissive to his touches he was out of the doghouse.

he thought that after nine long painful days, he was finally going to be able to get his dick probably wet.

yet, you had declined him an orgasm, running off as soon as he called you that word again.

"fucking brat." mason whispered to himself, stopping his hand movements altogether, accepting the fact that he wasn't going to find relief anytime soon.

laying down in bed, he realized he had enough.

he was tired of your attitude, the way you would walk around the house in little to nothing taunting him.

he was tired of having to sleep with a stupid pillow wall between the two of you, one that you had made so he wouldn't be able to properly cuddle you, let alone touch you.

he was tired.

collecting his sweatpants that were pooled at his ankles, mason started his journey towards the bathroom where you seaked shelter from him.

as far as he was concerned, this little game you two were playing was about to be over.

part three

a/n: mason just can't keep that mouth shut, smh. i hope you guys enjoyed it! part three will be posted sometime this weekend!

[20-th-centurygirl]

Always support you ❁❀

Paring: Mason Mount x fem!reader

Warnings: Language, sad Mason ☹️

Summary: Reader comforts a very sad and overwhelmed Mason

A/N: This is so saddd. My heart breaks for mason atm, he gets so much unnecessary hate.

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧

You knew something was wrong with Mason, you'd known it for weeks. The situation at Chelsea had caused him to become a shell of your Mason and it seemed no-one and nothing could pull him out of that and with every tweet he read, goal Chelsea conceded and game they ultimately lost was making him worse. You couldn't remember the last time you'd seen him smile, heard him laugh, kissed him properly or even seen him genuinely happy and it worried you massively because normally Mason was clingy and constantly happy. You tried not to take his distance to heart, knowing that it was just him trying to find a way to deal with what felt like the whole world on his shoulders but it did.

You didn't say anything when he arrived home shortly after you, unsure of what his mood was. Normally after a loss he had two moods, angry and he'd snap at you before apologising a few hours later or just ignoring you completely and going straight to bed. Most of the time you saw the latter and in a strange way that hurt you more, even if he was snapping at least he acknowledged you.

Despite the voice in the back of your head telling you not to, you decided to test the waters anyway. "Mase, do you wanna talk about it or do you want me to leave you alone?" Your question was quiet and simple, not wanting to piss him off anymore than he clearly was. He shook his head as he stared at the ground, but you were unsure which question he was shaking his head at. "Mase which one do you want babe? Me to leave?" He slowly lifted his head and it was only then that you noticed tears threatening to spill "Please don't leave me." He whispered as a tear rolled down his cheek. Immediately you ran over to him and wrapped your arms around him. "Oh mase." His head fell to the crook of your neck and soaked that and your shirt instantly. You rubbed his back reassuringly as you slowly guided him over the sofa, careful not to move him too fast. You lay down on your back as Mason lay on top of you, his arms tightly wrapped around your waist and his head back in the crook of your neck as soft sobs racked his body. "I've been so worried about out. What's been going on?" You asked, pressing small kisses to the side of his head as you stroked his back reassuringly. You felt him shake his head slightly and you didn't want to press him, he'd tell you when he was ready and you were fine with that.

You weren't sure how long you stayed like that, you whispering phrases of comfort and placing small kisses to Mason's head and he continued to sob into your neck. You'd shut your eyes in the process, mainly to try and keep your own tears at bay. Mason was the embodiment of the sun to you, so seeing him in such a defeated and desperate state shattered your heart.

They shot open, however, when you felt Mason's head move so he was looking at you. There were only a few tears running down his face now and his breathing had seemed to calm down so you assumed he wanted to talk. You shuffled to sit up, Mason doing the same so that you were both facing each other. You took both is hands in yours, "What's going on Mase?" He shook his head as he took a deep breath. "It's stupid." 'It isn't stupid if it upsets you this much love. You don't have to be brave around me." And that nearly sent him into another wave of sobs. He managed to stop himself, but that didn't stop the tears from falling a little quicker and heavier down his cheeks. "I don't know what I'm doing wrong y/n. I've given this club my all and I'm trying so hard and I'm just playing like shit no matter what. And then there's what everyone's saying. I see every tweet and every Instagram comment. It's like I can't stop myself from looking even though it makes me feel fucking horrible. When you're asleep I just sit there for hours looking at them and then I just-" his voice began to wobble again and you could tell he was struggling massively to keep his composure so you squeezed his hand gently "I'm not going anywhere Mason. Take your time love." He sent you a weak smile. "I've lost count of how many times I've just lay there and silently cried. I wanted to tell you but I just couldn't. And then I just felt like shit because I knew the way I was acting around you was hurting you even though you pretened it wasnt. I just feel so pathetic and I feel like I'm a massive disappointment to everyone. I'm just so fucking tired." He broke out into another sob and you held on to him like it was the last time you were ever going to see him. You went back to your original position of lying down except this time Mason had his head on your chest and was looking up at you. You held his cheeks and tried to wipe away the tears that were escaping too quickly for you to catch with your thumbs. "Mason Tony Mount, I promise you now you are not pathetic. You are not and you never will be a disappointment. I can't put into words how fucking proud I am. You are incredible and you've achieved so much in such a small amount of time and you've still got such an incredible career ahead of you darling. You will never disappoint me, you will never disappoint your parents, or anyone else in your family or mine, you will never disappoint any of our friends. So so many people, I mean hundreds of thousands, love you and admire you. You're so incredibly talented. And as for the fans treating you like shit, they're all cunts." Mason huffed out a small laugh at this and that brought a huge smile onto your face. "If people switch up on you because you're in a bad patch after consistently working your arse off for 3 years then that's their problem and they're certainly not real fans. But I promise you so so so many fans idolise you. This is one small blip and you will get out of it. You're tired and you've worked hard physically and mentally and that's going to take a toll on anyone. But Mason you need to promise me that the next time you're struggling with something you tell me straight away instead of suffering in silence because no one deserves that. I will never think less of you for being emotional, I will never love you any less for crying, if anything it makes me love and respect you even more for not being afraid of being vulnerable and trusting me that much and I didn't think that was even possible. I love you Mason, I always will. Okay?" He simply nodded, too moved by your words to even speak. He did however manage to muster up a quiet "I love you too, forever." You leaned down and kissed him gently before wrapping him up in your arms again, you touched him as if he were glass that would shatter at the slightest touch.

You rested on the sofa for a little bit longer, Mason's tears had turned into a few silent tears running down his face and his breathing had returned to its normal state. "Mase, go to bed, you're exhausted." You gently stroked his cheek in an attempt to wake him up as he slowly drifted in and out of sleep. "Come with me?." His voice muffled against your chest. "Course I will, come on." You both stood up and you held Mason's hand as he was slightly wobbly. You changed into one of his shirts and he changed into fresh boxers before you both got into bed, Mason resuming the position you'd been in downstairs. You threaded your fingers through his hair and occasionally kissed it to get him to drift of faster. You thought he'd finally fell asleep until he spoke, "thank you. You always know what to say and do and I'm sorry I shut you out the way I did when all you wanted to do was help. I really love you." "It's okay, I understand why you didn't but just promise you won't bottle stuff up and let it build like this again Mase. And you never need to thank me for doing my job as your girlfriend, I love you too." He let out a satisfied hum and with that he finally allowed himself to fall asleep, content in the knowledge you were always going to support him no matter what.

[masonmiamor]

breakfast in bed - small mason blurb.

made this super quick since i couldn’t fall asleep

your eyes desperately wanted to open but the feeling of dryness made you rub your eyes. you could feel your hair messy and all over the place as you propped yourself on your forearm on the bed. you yawned louder than usually and stared out the bay window. the sunrise being replaced with a bright sun, but the tints of pink, purple and orange tones still present.

you looked over behind you and saw the empty space, you laid back down annoyed that you couldn’t wake up next to mason. you checked the time and saw it was over a little 8 am. you contemplate whether to get up and be productive or lay down for a few minutes that would turn to two more hours of slumber. you yawned for the second time in a span of five minutes and sat up against the headboard.

you tied your hair into a small pony attempting to brush the flyaways back as well. you saw the open chat with yours and mason’s conversation beginning to text him “good morning”. you looked up and your heart began to race as you heard small and quiet steps coming up the stairs. you grabbed the remote next to you prepared to throw it or defend yourself with.

the white door opened and it revealed a shirtless mason carrying a wooden tray with what presumed to be breakfast. he saw your aw face and blushed a bit, he placed the tray on your lap and kissed your temple, “good morning gorgeous. nice hair you got,” he joked to which you rolled your eyes playfully.

“ha ha. very funny. what’s all this?” you asked, waving your hand to the set in front of you. he had made scrambled eggs with a side of crispy bacon, toast to your liking with cream cheese, a small bowl of fruit, your daily vitamins, and coffee to your preference. “just wanted to make you something during my day off,” he smirked.

“you’re off today? how come?”

“just wanted to spend today with you, that's all. we haven't had time to spend together and i was missing my beautiful girl like crazy,” mason admits. he sits to the right of you watching as you take a sip of your coffee from the white mug and humming in delight. “thank you for this. now come help me eat. you need your protein as well.”

you grab his chin gently and give him a kiss on the lips thanking him for breakfast again, his stubble ticking the palm of your hand. “i’ll never get tired of you doing that. till this day you make me nervous,” he confesses and laughs, his freckled cheeks blushing profusely. you giggle as you eat your fruit bowl, “trust me i feel the same way handsome.”

the two of you eat quietly and play the news in the background to be kept up to date with what’s going on. he watches your every move, from the way you smile, talk and wave with your hands, and as you gently place your small hand on his bicep when you laugh. “since you're off today i was thinking we did something later in the evening?” you asked curiously squinting an eye as you saw him nod.

“what did you have in mind to do?” he spoke, rubbing his larger veiny hand along your bare thigh. “i was thinking we go to that restaurant we have been fancing going to, i’ll pay, and then walk around the city, join a club and have a drink together?” you say taking the last final bite of your egg, now starting on your toast.

“sounds great, but i’m paying, not you,” mason says but you refuse. “no no no. i’m inviting you so i’m paying. you paid last time and you know how i get mase,” you groaned slightly. he kisses your lips softly, feeling the tingles run down your spine when he does. “i know i did but i love paying and spoiling you. let me pay today?”

“no. you already made me breakfast in bed, it’s my turn,” you said. “fine. i guess,” mason says, in his head already planning to call the place to change the payment method to his information. he watches as you get up, your shirt rising up as you stretch, he gazes at your bare things and lacey underwear. “i love you mason.”

“i love you too y/n.”

he sees as you walk into the restroom closing the door when you’re inside, he hears the water run “and don’t even think about calling the place. i changed the reservation under a different name so goodluck,” you scream out. he laughs at himself and decides to join you in the bathroom.

“did you forget who i am sweetheart? i’m mason mount? i can easily make them cancel a reservation and place it under my info,” he says, wrapping his warm arms around your waist, snuggling his head in between your neck. you turn around and cock your head to the side smiling at him.

“you wanna play that game i see? do it and you’ll never see the headset again,” you say. he tenses and looks up to make eye contact with you. “fine you win. hurry let’s get in! i’m getting colder by the minute standing here,” he shivers.

“let’s go.”

[mysimsloveaffair]

Wade grew up in a two-parent household on a homestead in Henford-on-Bagley with two younger brothers. His educated parents, Kai – a farmer/biologist, and Melisa – a mechanical engineer, were wildly successful in their careers and could always provide their sons with whatever they needed. With a private school education and plenty of money to start his adult life, Wade seeks out the one thing he always felt he was missing – a little adventure. Now he has to figure out how to make a career out of it and who he wants to share it with.

Below you will find the chapter summaries for Generation 4…

Day 1.4 –  Dub begins thinking about his future, which includes moving out of Henford-on-Bagley.

Day 2.4 -  Dub and his brothers arrive in Batuu!

Day 3.4 - The Banks Boys explore Batuu, and later Me-Me ages up and reminisces with Kai.

Day 4.4 -  Dub gets caught up in a ‘sticky’ situation, which causes strife with Mase.

Day 5.4 -  The Batuu trip ends abruptly, as Dub is forced to go home and “face the music.”

Day 6.4 -  Dub asks his parents for help with his plans to move out and later meets with Perla to break things off.

Day 7.4 -  Mase ages up to a young adult, and the Banks Boys learn some family history from Uncle Merit.

Day 8.4 -  Dub moves out, but his first day in Brindleton Bay is not what he thought it would be.

Day 9.4 -  Dub discovers the Skills Academy and some of the more appealing locations in Brindleton Bay.

Day 10.4 -  Back at the skills academy, Dub meets someone new and intriguing. Then, later, he makes an impulsive decision.

Day 11.4 -  After a hectic day, Dub realizes that he has a tough decision to make.

Day 12.4 -  Dub’s 2nd meeting with Maia doesn’t go well.

Day 13.4 -  Dub shoots his last shot when he bumps into Maia once again.

Day 14.4 -  Maia gives Dub a tour of Dreadgrass Isle. Later, Dub makes a move that he soon regrets.

Day 15.4 -  Dub receives a surprise visit from his family and finally finds out what Maia thinks about the kiss.

Day 16.4 -  Maia joins Dub on his trip to Del Sol Valley for the Starlight Accolades ceremony.

Day 17.4 -  A trip to San Sequoia to meet Maia’s father leads to an unexpected friendship for Dub and convinces him that it’s time to make some big moves.

Day 18.4 -  Dub and Maia experience the first day of their new relationship.

Day 19.4 -  It’s Winterfest. Dub makes another big move, and later, he and Maia arrive in Henford to spend time with Dub’s family.

Day 20.4 -  Dub and Maia plan to attend a friend’s wedding in Tartosa.

Day 21.4 - Maia experiences a serious mood swing as Dub plans how to spend the early part of their vacation.

Day 22.4 -  While Dub and Maia attend the wedding, Dub’s cousin Brianna meets an interesting guy and Mase is finally introduced to Zoe’s family.

Day 23.4 -  Dub starts to worry as Maia begins to suffer from a ‘mysterious’ illness.

Day 24.4 -  Hit with a new reality Dub and Maia are forced to come to terms with their past, present and future.

Day 25.4 - (coming soon)

[flowerboycaleb]

every month I'm gonna try to post reviews of three albums from years past!! this week i wrote about one of the most seminal hip hop albums of the 1980s: 3 Feet High and Rising by De La Soul!!! also feel free to follow me on rate your music and twitter <3

3 Feet High and Rising - De La Soul

◇ release year: 1989 ◇ genres: east coast hip hop, conscious hip hop, abstract hip hop

Few years were as pivotal to hip hop's trajectory as the late 1980s. Two albums in particular, in my opinion, pushed the boundaries of what hip hop could be. One was Public Enemy’s 1988 masterpiece, It Takes a Nation of Millions to Hold Us Back. That record was raw, angry, and profound. It’s a perfect document of the time and many of the issues tackled on the record remain relevant to the current time. The other album was 3 Feet High and Rising by De La Soul. Where the former was intense and political, the latter was significantly more playful and light. Both were sort of rebellious in their own ways and both set up the dominant sounds in the genre for the next decade to come. 

De La Soul consisted of MCs Pasemaster Mase, Posdnuos, and Trugoy the Dove. They were innovators in the genre, making use of samples in a way no other group had at the time. They also had a distinct sense of humor that would come through in their clever writing. Both of those talents are displayed perfectly on this debut record.

De La Soul, 1989

Skits on hip hop records have been a point of contention in the genre for a long time, but whether you love them or hate them, De La Soul revolutionized the concept. This record and the following De La Soul is Dead, made skits a much more cinematic experience. It felt like radio comedy for a new generation in a lot of ways. They were intricate, witty, and smart. Just as much thought went into them as did the actual songs. They’re all over this record and I, for one, love them. They make this album such a unique, cohesive, and fun experience. The record opening with the cheesy, goofy line “Hey, all you kids out there! Welcome to Three Feet High and Rising!” just works. The skits follow this game show concept throughout and again, it just works! Although, even I could go without “De La Orgee.”

That same energy comes through in the music. Fun is one of the keywords that comes to mind. More often than not, there’s a smile on my face when I’m listening to this record. “The Magic Number” is the perfect introduction to our MCs. Each member shows that, while they may be funny guys, they’re also so much more than that. They’re extremely talented lyricists. The outro of the song shows off their knack for unique sampling, hearing this for the first time just about a year ago was mindblowing, I can’t imagine how much that feeling would’ve been amplified if I had listened to this in 1989. Every beat is just so colorful, much like the album’s art direction. 

“Jenifa Taught Me (Derwin's Revenge)” is another great example of the band’s talents. It’s provocative in the tongue-in-cheek way that even when they say something wild, for example, Pos’s bar “Grabbed my jeans, Jimmy screamed,” you can’t get mad it just elicits a smile. The song also has them playfully ripping on their friend Derwin who “never got no girls.” I have no clue who Derwin is, but I immediately feel like I’m in on the joke, it’s weirdly welcoming. Perhaps the centerpiece of the album is the bright, sunshine rap masterpiece “Eye Know.” Sampling Otis Redding’s whistling from “(Sittin’ On) the Dock of the Bay” and a piece of the chorus of “Peg” by Steely Dan, this is one of the best beats in hip hop history. The brilliance of this record is also indebted in a lot of ways to the main producer Prince Paul. He was De La’s producer for all of their records up to 1993’s Buhloone Mindstate. They have an undeniable chemistry, exhibited masterfully on tracks like “Eye Know.” 

The group’s first single “Plug Tunin’” is included here as well and it’s a welcome addition despite it sounding like a groundwork-laying track. One of my personal favorites is “Buddy” featuring fellow Native Tongues members Q-Tip, before A Tribe Called Quest’s debut, and the Jungle Brothers. Everyone holds their own here and it’s cool hearing Q-Tip in this way. “Me Myself and I” has the band putting their spin on disco rap. A sound that was decidedly uncool by the turning of the decade, but they made it their own thing entirely. It’s so infectious. “D.A.I.S.Y. Age” rounds out the album perfectly. It did sort of solidify De La’s categorization as “hip hop hippies,” a distinction they would come to fight against on the follow-up to this record, but it still stands out as a bold closer. It’s almost like a mission statement. The closing skit also ties up the record in a nice way. It’s impressive how they managed to tie everything up both on the music front and the skits this well, especially for a debut album.

De La Soul performing live, 1989?

3 Feet High and Rising remains one of the most important hip hop albums of all time. I can see how some might say this album has aged poorly, due to the skits and the excessive sampling throughout, but those are the reasons I love this record so much. It pushed the boundaries of what the genre could be and that makes it an exciting listen even to this day. For a long time, this album was caught up in a legal dispute which made it difficult to get your hands on, but as of last year, the De La catalog is available to stream everywhere. Now there’s no excuse to not familiarize yourself with one of hip hop’s most seminal records.

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[dad-zac]

“You can’t go in there, Captain.”

Isaac’s normally calm and impeccably controlled facade had shattered to pieces more than ten minutes ago. He hadn’t bothered to remove anything but his helmet before he stormed from the docking bay to the medical ward. Whatever measure of gratitude he’d felt for the confused, if not terrified bystanders between there and here swiftly moving out of the way, fizzled with the hard set of his jaw.

The Captain didn’t like to pull rank, which was helpful because he didn’t think any of his designations would convince the medical intern who probably had the best intentions to move aside, but there was also no way he’d be dissuaded and felt fairly confident it would take more muscle than the Citadel’s medical ward could muster before he fought his way past. A small, withering part of him hoped it would not come to that.

“Son.” His rigid stance solidified the same way it did when he planted his omnishield in the middle of a firefight. “I’m getting in there. It’s up to you how, exactly, that’s going to happen.”

At least the intern had the good sense to be terrified. Though it wouldn’t save him for much longer. 

“Let him pass.”

The Captain’s dark gaze fell to the sandy-haired man with glasses and a datapad who’d been studying him since approach. 

“The Commander’s Commander, I assume,” the new man said.

“Where is she,” Isaac growled. It was not a question.

“Through the doors.” The man with the glasses jerked his head, motioning over his shoulder at the security doors to the care ward behind him. “Second hallway on your left.” His slim fingers danced over the datapad before the outer doors slid open. “There is a decontamination protocol-” He sighed as Isaac disappeared between them. “Which I guess you’ll figure out.”

“Are all of them like that?” the intern asked of the slightly (but barely) older physician who ignored him completely to send a com link to the paladin’s target.

“Hey Katie girl. There’s a very angry Captain headed your way.”

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Isaac had been responsible for a fair share of the gore and carnage he’d seen in his exemplary if not fast-tracked career but the glimpse of her olive skin, penetrated by the needle of an IV, might have been the worst. “Maisy.”

She flushed, a pretty peachy pink color spread across her cheeks and the green eyes he’d come to count on widened at the sight of him. “Zac.” She second guessed, glancing nervously to the female doctor with long, dark hair beside her before trying again. “Captain.”

“Mase-” Isaac’s mouth couldn’t seem to form words but his gloved hands found hers and he was kneeling at the edge of her bed, too concerned to be bothered by the clunky armor he still wore. “They said you fainted.” One gloved hand reached to stroke the side of her face, brushing a dark silken lock of her hair behind one ear as a way to say just some of the things his treacherous mouth couldn’t. “What happened?” His gaze flickered to the doctor and he ignored the contemplative look of speculation she wore to spit out a demand, disguised as a question. “Is she alright?”

He watched the women exchange a long glance before either of them turned to him again. But still holding both of her hands in one of his was enough to quell the raging storm of his concern- for now.

“She’s not injured,” the doctor said with a hint of something like amusement before sobering gently with softer features. “I’ll let you two talk.” The doctor ducked her head, avoiding Isaac’s burning glare as she walked to the door, ready to leave them alone in the exam room. “Maisy, I’ll be in my office if you need me.”

The doors hadn’t slid shut before Isaac was holding her face again, ignoring the sick twist in his stomach at the tubing still pumping a clear liquid into her. “Baby.” If his voice sounded weak or helpless, it wasn’t an act. He preferred active combat, even literal torture, to the sight of this woman relegated to a hospital bed. “What happened. What can I do?”

[nurramadanims]

Tulisan Kocak

Sebelum nulis yang berat-berat buat pergantian fase kehidupan, mari nulis yang kocak-kocak dulu tentang perjalanan cinta kenure.

TK: pertama kali suka sama orang! temen tk yang menjadi temen SD. bocil ngapa ya dari kecil udah centil aja ni orang

SD:

1. waktu pindah SD ke SDN 001 Sangatta, pernah ada yang ngasih kalung mainan gitu buat nembak. diterima sih kalungnya, tapi lupa ending dari cinta monyet ini gimana karena keburu pindah ke Bogor lagi

2. kelas 3 suka sama anak baru yang ternyata dia lebih pinter dari aku! sempet diajarin cara bikin origami balon waktu duduk sebangku pas lagi ujian hahah. kontakan lagi beberapa tahun terakhir, tukeran ig dan wow dia suaranya bagus ples bisa main gitar. sekarang orangnya dah punya pacar, bay.

3. sempet disukain sama beberapa anak dari kelas 3-6 SD. ada yang ngasih surat trus dibacain di depan temen-temen, ada yang jadian 3 hari wakakak, ada yang friendzone, macem-macem lah pokoknya. 

4. yang paling kocak adalah pas kelas 6 bocil ini pernah suka sama anak kelas 5 sampe dipanggil ke ruang guru (karena gurunya adalah tantenya doi). 

sekarang gatau semua kabarnya, ada yang temenan di ig sih, tapi gapernah ketemu lagi.

SMP:

1. dijodoh-jodohin sama temen passus karena sama-sama kecil. orangnya pinter sih. sempet lomba bareng juga dan dibikinin semacem kaligrafi nama gitu dah, sekarang kayaknya masih ada deh kertasnya wkwk. sekarang orangnya udah keren banget, dah lulus arsitektur ITB cuy. belum pernah ketemu lagi karena belum ada reuni SMP.

2. long love story. suka sama orang dari kelas 8 sampe 11/12. banyak drama yang ini mah tapi sudah diselesaikan dengan baik pas tahun 3 kuliah kali ya. sekarang orangnya dah sama yang lain hahah anak FKG, dan udah kerja juga di Telkom. gudlak!

SMA-Kuliah: makin jarang buat suka sama orang, makin selektif dan comfy sama diri sendiri kali ye. 

1. definisi tarik-ulur kalo yang ini. tapi ini yang terbaik, terbuka komunikasinya, tercomplicated, termenangis-nangis. paling bikin aku tumbuh dalam konteks relationship sih kayaknya. udah sampe ada 2 seasons juga. gatau sih kedepannya bakal season 3 atau engga. comfy sama kisah masing-masing dulu aja yega. beberapa kali sempet ketemu, makin keren lah orangnya.

Now: sempet suka-kagum sama orang pernah la selintas-selintas. tapi lebih ke yauda aja gitu.

Take home message:

Kenapa nulis ini? Karena supaya inget aja si kalo lu juga pernah ko disukain sama orang. Sendiri bukan berarti gada yang suka koo. Kalo lagi akut ngeliat temen-temen lu dah ada partner lah, ato ga temen malmingan lah, dll. sedangkan lu masih sendiri-sendiri aja, belajar ngerjain tugas, drakoran, atau bahkan lagi jaga malem wkwk, nikmatin dulu aja fase-fase ngenes ini. gabakal berulang lagi kan? toh punya partner juga ga harus sekarang banget kan? makin dewasa kita makin ngerti partner kayak gimana sebenernya yang kita cari. jadi ya kudu selektif dan makin ngenal diri sendiri aja dulu. 

tenang, hidup bukan lomba lari kan ya? semoga yang terbaik yang dateng di waktu yang paling tepat dan di fase hati yang lagi tenang, amin!

[rarawoo0rlds]

Happy Birthday Mutiara!

lagi lagi kamu menemukan aku di sini, ya kamu tau sendiri, tumblr emang jalan terhening dan terintim buat aku mengekspresikan sesuatu. kamu boleh senang dan tersanjung karena ga sembarang orang bisa mengakses aku disini.

20 tahun

apa rasanya?

aku merefleksikan perasaan kehilangan dan kesepian kalau ingat angka itu, walaupun pada kenyataannya aku ga sendirian ya . tapi kesepian itu mutlak.semenjak ngelewatin “fase” itu aku jadi sadar kalau apa apa yang kupunya itu emang sementara. ramai, senang, hangat, peluk, kue dan hadiah itu sementara.

kita juga.

selemah dan seyaudah itu di hadapan jarak.

20 tahun pertamaku itu aku banyak bingung dan menangis. tapi mudah mudahan kamu nggak akan merasakan itu.

20 tahunmu diisi orang-orang yang peduli sama kamu, dan banyak hal hal yang walaupun kamu ga menyenanginya tapi seenggaknya bisa kamu kembalikan dalam bentuk cerita. Mut, orang tuh benci gabut tau wkwkwk.

apa yaaa, dalam jangka waktu yang lama sama kamu kayaknya aku ga harus banyak omong lagi ya.

TAPI SATU  YA MUT

20 tahun ini berhenti takut dan sering nyalahin dirimu sendiri. berhenti ngepush dirimu sendiri dan bikin dirimu sendiri bingung.

gausah silau sama pencapaiannya orang, itu cuma pemantik jangan jadiin tujuan. baskara bilang hidup tuh bukan lomba lari. naif tapi emang bener, semua boleh punya proses dan progressnya masing-masing. sesepele kamu ingat yaudah hidup cuma sekali ini, klo kamu mau coba ya coba, klo ga berhasil yaudah cari jalan lain. kamu udah nyicip banyak sakit dan kecewa yang macam-macam kan? entah ini bisa jadi motivasi atau nggak tapi rasa takut itu kesampingkan aja gantinya sama rasa penasaran sama lega karena udah nyoba. hidup yang cuma sekali ini sayang klo kamu abisin buat takut dan compare ga ada sudah sama orang lain. 

kujamin berhasil gagal, kamu gak akan pernah di tinggalkan.

sama aku,

sama ibadahnya ayahmu buat menyokong finansial hidupmu, sama nenekmu yang nda bisa kamu kira seberapa gede dan dahsyatnya tirakat buat semua yang kamu usahakan. sama kai mu yang gak berenti jagain kamu dari atas sana, sama bapak ibuku yang selalu bersyukur punya anak angkat lagi.

sama aku, yang gak pernah mau ngabisin energi lagi buat mikirin orang lain, tapi punya pengecualian buatmu.

sama hal-hal minor yang kamu ga sadar, tapi semesta selalu punya cara mengembalikan hal baik dengan versi ga terduga.

20 tahun ini bisaku cuma mengaminkan seluruh mau dan harapanmu. apapun itu di jalan yang menurutmu baik mut. masih amaze aku jujur menuliskan ini di ulangtahunmu yang ke 20. ini rekor karena aku ga pernah terikat dan merasa terikat sama orang lain selama ini.

semoga selalu ada “jara aku mau cerita” dalam setiap hal yang terjadi di hidupmu.

semoga masih selalu percaya, kupaksa kamu buat stay dulu di hidupku sampe aku nda sanggup dan nda tega lagi ngebebanin setengah masalah hidupku ke kupingmu ya.

aku serius ini.

selamat mengulang tanggal di dekade yang baru, selamat menapaki usia 20 tahun, selamat, selamat, semangat wkwkwk

yang di depan nanti bakal lebih kacau dan kayak babik tapi namanya hidup yang cuma sekali nda asik kalau semua berjalan baik.

katamu kamu mau mendramatisir kehidupan, nah ini pintu gerbangnya.

kedepannya mutiara, kamu memang yang jadi peran utama. kamu yang pegang kendali. kamu yang berhak atas semua yang menyangkut diri sendiri. kamu yang nyimpen kunci.

kita perjuangkan sekali (lagi) yang di depan ini masing-masing, kita bai sekali lagi prioritas masing-masing dan saling-saling soal apapun sebisa bisanya.

dibagi dua mutiara, aku betulan ga mau buta sama semua hal yang terjadi di kehidupanmu. ini tugas negara menjamin semua beban yang mapir di kamu itu jadi tanggunganku seenggaknya klo itu maish bisa ngelegain kamu.

sorry buat banyak hal yang gak pernah ku sadari sering menyakiti kamu, atau banyak hal yang luput ku bersamai dalam keadaanmu yang butuh.

semoga, selalu, selamanya hal baik terjadi, waktu baik terjadi untuk segala yang diusahakan sekali lagi, berulang kembali.

[anisahmahar]

Penuh

Belajar dari karya orang-orang besar. Mencoba ngulik prosesnya.

“Oh gitu ternyata, kok aku baru tahu. Selama ini aku ke mana saja?” 

Sambil tepuk jidat.

Ternyata belajar tentang kesuksesan orang lain, efeknya bisa mengurangi galau-galau yang tidak perlu.

Karena semakin tahu yang dituju.

Semakin yakin bahwa semua orang punya timeline masing-masing.

Semakin ada gambaran, “Kalau dia bisa, maka aku pun insyaAllah bisa.”

Karena sudah terbukti ada contohnya.

Tapi, tahukah kamu apa yang mahal dari sebuah proses belajar?

PRAKTIKNYA.

Ternyata tidak semua orang mau melakukannya, meskipun tahu caranya.

Lakukanlah apa yang kamu cintai, cintailah apa yang kamu kerjakan.

Dengan demikian kita akan merasa penuh, bukan kosong melompong.

(Baru tahu perihal Marina Bay Sands, yang ternyata karya arsitek Indonesia sekaligus gubernur Jawa Barat yang saat ini menjabat)

Salam, dari aku yang dulu pernah bercita-cita jadi arsitek.

AM

[masonreds]

Personally I think A, I think from our perspective we saw how it affected him when he got injured and how excited he was when he came back. I genuinely think he has the passion for it (well duh 🙄 cause he does it for a living) but yeah I’d say A :)

Oh ya bay boy was buzzing 🥺 I feel like you can really tell Mase genuinely loves football tho, eg Ben white only likes playing it and has no interest in it otherwise

You can and it’s so warming to see cause, the way he was excited when he came back made my whole day. Oh gosh Ben White is a name I haven’t heard in a hot while, he’s one of the forgotten footballers I’ve forgotten about 😂😭

[baliportalnews]

Honda Resmikan Jaringan Dealer Pertamanya di Kota Blitar Melalui Honda Mandalasena Blitar

BALIPORTALNEWS.COM, BLITAR – PT Honda Prospect Motor kembali memperluas jaringannya dengan membuka dealer cabang pertamanya di kota Blitar, Jawa Timur melalui Honda Mandalasena Blitar pada Senin (18/12/2023). Honda Mandalasena Blitar menjadi jaringan dealer pertama Honda di kota Blitar dan merupakan dealer cabang dari honda Mandalasena yang ada di kota Malang. Honda Mandalasena Blitar beralamat di Jalan Raya Garum, Sawahan, Pojok, Kecamatan Garum, Kabupaten Blitar, Jawa Timur. Perluasan jaringan dealer ini tentunya agar lebih memudahkan konsumen dalam mengakses layanan Honda baik penjualan maupun purna jual khususnya di kabupaten Blitar dan sekitarnya. Pasar otomotif khususnya roda empat merupakan salah satu pasar yang berkembang khususnya di area tersebut. Hal ini juga seiring dengan berkembangnya perekonomian serta infrastruktur di daerah tersebut. Ryo Asaoka selaku Product Planning Sales & Marketing Director PT Honda Prospect Motor mengatakan, Honda Mandalasena Blitar merupakan dealer pertama di kawasan ini. “Kami berharap dengan dibukanya Honda Mandalasena Blitar ini dapat memperkokoh eksistensi Honda di masing-masing wilayah. Semoga dealer cabang ini mampu memberikan pelayanan kepada konsumen dengan kualitas terbaik yang didukung oleh sumber daya manusia yang terampil,” ucapnya. Honda Mandalasena Blitar mempunyai luas bangunan sebesar 1,080 m2 dimana jaringan dealer ini memiliki fasilitas layanan 3S (Sales, Service, Spareparts) serta memiliki fasilitas service yang dilengkapi dengan 3 General Repair Bay, 2 Periodical Maintenance Bay serta ruang tunggu yang nyaman untuk konsumen.(bpn) Read the full article

[realita-lampung]

Polisi Bekuk Dua Pemuda Pelaku Pembobol Rumah

Tim khusus anti bandit (Tekab) 308 Presisi Polres Lampung Tengah Polda Lampung berhasil meringkus dua pemuda karena diduga telah membobol rumah warga di Kampung Endang Rejo, Kecamatan Seputih Agung, Lampung Tengah pada, Senin (28/8/2023) sekira pukul 05.00 WIB. Kedua terdug pelaku pencuri yang ditanglap polisi itu berinisial BAY (19) warga Dusun Cimarias Kampung Kerawang Kecamatan Bangun Rejo dan WAH (20) warga Kampung Poncowarno Kecamatan Kalirejo Kaputen Lampung Tengah tersebut berhasil digulung petugas, dirumahnya masing-masing, pada Rabu (18/10/2023) sekira pukul 20.00 WIB. Menurut Plt Kasat Reskrim Polres Lampung Tengah, AKP Edy Qorinas, S.H., M.H mewakili Kapolres AKBP Andik Purnomo Sigit, S.H., S.I.K., M.M, kedua pelaku Curat tersebut menjalankan aksinya dirumah korban Winanto, (40) warga Kampung Endang Rejo Kecamatan Seputih Agung, Lampung Tengah. Dari rumah korban, kedua pemuda penggangguran itu berhasil menggondol 2 uni HP dan 1 unit sepeda motor milik korban. "Akibat kejadian tersebut, korban mengalami kerugian Rp19 juta," ujarnya. Terungkapnya peristiwa pencurian itu kata AKP Qorinas, setelah korban terbangun dan melihat jendela rumahnya sudah terbuka. “Saat korban memeriksa barang-barang miliknya, ternyata 2 unit HP dan 1 unit sepeda motor telah hilang," tambahnya. Sadar bahwa rumahnya telah disatroni oleh tamu tak diundang, korban lalu melaporkan peristiwa tersebut ke Polsek Terbanggi Besar. “Dari hasil penyelidikan, petugas mendapati petunjuk, mengarah kepada kedua pelaku BAY dan BAH," kata Qorinas. Selanjutnya, Tekab 308 Presisi yang memiliki moto KUAT, dibawah Pimpinan Kanit Resum Aiptu Muchsin bergerak cepat dan berhasil meringkus kedua pelaku. “Saat ini, kedua pelaku dan barang-bukti berupa 1 unit HP merk Vivo Y30 milik korban telah diamankan di Mapolres Lampung Tengah guna pengembangan lebih lanjut," ungkapnya. Keduanya dijerat dengan Pasal 363 KUHpidana, ancaman hukuman 7 tahun penjara. (Hms) Read the full article

[doubleshotsundayepisodes]

EP 46 - THE FLIPS EDITS REMIXES ETC MIX - 03122023

Episode 46 - The Flips Edits Remixes Etc... Mix - March 12 2023 Playlist

Ella Mai - Bood Up vandalized edit Sisqo - THONG SONG (Naken & BatikBoy Edit) Coi Leray vs Mase & The Notorious B.I.G. - Players (DJCiRCLE K Throwback Edit) (Dirty Extended) Frank Ocean - Pyramids Finesse (Nick Bike Edit) Usher - U Dont Have to Call Duncan Gerow Remix Bruno Mars - 24K MAGIC (BRLLNT REMIX) Rihanna - Kiss it better Double A Remix T-Pain - BARTENDER (Naken Edit) Steve Lacy - Bad habits june jissle remix Soul For Real - Candy Rain Flwr Chyld Flip Chris Brown - Chris Brown - Yooo! (Double A 'from The Bay' Flip) Rihanna - Rihanna - We Found Love (Double A 'from The Bay' Flip) [Acap. Intro] Latto - Latto x LL Cool J - Around The Way Energy (Double A 'from The Bay' Flip) [DIRTY] Snoh Aalegra - Woah King Mist Remix Travis Scott - Goosebumps (Lincoln Baio If We Ever Broke Up Edit - Dirty) Keyshia Cole - Keyshia Cole x Michael Jackson - Love (Double A 'from The Bay' Flip) Michael Jackson - Rock With You BLVD95 remix NSYNC - NSYNC - Girlfriend (Remi Oz Afro Edit) 114bpm (final cut) mix The Weeknd - I Can't Feel My Face (Soltice x Naken x Batikboy) Kid Cudi - Memories (Cupidon Flip) Pink Pantheress - Pink Pantheress - Boys a Liar pt 2 (Ballads Amapiano Edit) Janet Jackson - Janet Jackson - I Get So Lonely (Jengi x More Beats Club Edit) Faith Evans - You Used To Love Me (Souljack Flip) TLC - TLC - Diggin' On You (Jengi Club Edit) Lizzo vs N.E.R.D - About Damn Time (R-You Blend) (Dirty Extended) SZA - SZA - Shirt (Souljack Flip) Whitney Houston - How Will I Know (Nick Bike Edit) Jorja Smith - On My Mind (Booty Carell 'Overnight' Blend) Chris Brown - Kiss Kiss dilushselva remix Destinys Child - say ma name flip season remix

[mysimsloveaffair]

Wade: Well, I’m hoping to anyway. If the house in Brindleton Bay is ready.

Kai: We haven’t closed on it yet, but it should happen soon.

Wade: Then I’ll stay in a hotel for a few days until then, and Mase can get settled into his bedroom.

Uncle Merit suddenly speaks up.

Merit: You’re moving to Brindleton Bay? You’ll be close to Bri and Terra. They stay together in an apartment in San Myshuno.

That makes things even better. Although we talk occasionally on Social Bunny, I don’t know Terra very well, but Bri is one of my favorite people.

[frostbornhq]

———  &.  welcome  to  jericho,  MASON  REYES  HAKIMI.  please  report  to  the  medical  bay  within  24  HOURS  for  your  health  checkup  or  risk  losing  your  spot.  anthony  keyvan  is  now  CLOSED  for  application.

⌈  anthony keyvan,  he / they,  nonbinary  ⌋  have  you  seen  MASON REYES HAKIMI  walking  around  recently  ??  you  know,  the  TWENTY-THREE  year  old  WORKER  ??  i  have  a  question  i  wanted  to  ask  but  i  haven't  seen  MASE  around.  have  you  noticed  they  tend  to  be  DISTRUSTING  and  SNARKY  ??  but  i  guess  they  make  up  for  it  by  being  RESOURCEFUL  and  DETERMINED.  i've  heard  they're  often  found  PLAYING CARDS.  anyways,  if  you  see  them  let  them  know  to  come  find  me.  ————  ash,  25,  est,  suicide, self-harm.