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Prequel Teaser: The Girl in the Alley

Simon’s full prequel story will be released soon homies. For now, enjoy this thang.


2 Years Ago

Simon hadn’t meant to stop. He didn’t know what exactly had come over him, but the sight of the drunken girl being man-handled by some sleazy, older looking dude in an alleyway was something he just couldn’t walk away from.

The little brother is rubbing off on me.

Shit,” Simon rolled his shoulders, fists clenching. He puffed out his chest, trying to make himself look bigger than he was, and stalked towards the man. The girl saw him first, shuffling back and nearly falling on her rear as a result. 

“Hey, buddy! Take your hands off the nice lady,” Simon growled, reaching out and yanking the man away, surprised by his own strength. “Don’t make me have to punch you.”

Out of the corner of his eye, Simon saw the girl - a dark skinned, slender little thing with big eyes and a shaved head - glare at the man. She was obviously the most intoxicated of the two, her eyes glassy and her legs wobbly. She wore very little clothing - just a tight black dress that complimented her frame and a pair of mud-flecked heels.  She was leaning against the grimy wall, lips parted as she watched the exchange.

“You drunk, man?” Simon tugged at the man’s collar. Small, beady eyes glared daggers at Simon, and for a split second, he realized that there was a possibility that this sack of shit was armed. 

Simon smirked.

Just another day in the neighborhood.

Author: @vizhi0n

Quickest One Yet! (The Birth Story of Lincoln Carter) 🏥

After my water broke, Khi got me dressed and out the door. His mom rushed over and made it to our house in about 10 minutes. I could feel my contractions getting stronger already and I knew from experience that labors tend to move quicker with every subsequent birth. Especially since my water had broken. Still, I tried to remain calm and just breathe. Mekhi called our doctor and let the hospital know that we were on our way. 

When we finally got there, they rushed me right up to labor and delivery. They hooked me up to the monitors to make sure that baby and I were doing fine. Little Man was moving around so much which hurt so bad during contractions, but I was happy because I knew that it meant he was doing okay. I got checked and found out that I was already dilated 6.5 cm! The doctor told Khi and me to get comfy and she would be back to check on me in 30 minutes. I immediately wanted to get in the tub since that was the plan with the twins, but since they were preemies, it didn’t happen. We quickly set up the tripods to be able to document the birth.

After about 10 minutes in the water, my contractions were at their peak and I knew that meant that it was close. I told Mekhi to call the nurse in immediately.

He left and came back and the expression on his face told me that something was wrong…


Mekhi: Baby, don’t panic….but the nurses are having a hard time getting ahold of your doctor. They think she’s stuck in another delivery.

Mahari: *Calm, but in an irritated tone* Well get somebody in here now.


Before Mekhi could even leave the room, I felt another major surge. I told him it was too late and he would have to catch the baby. Luckily, Mekhi has been there for every single one of my births and we’ve been to enough birth classes to know what to do in case of an emergency.


Mekhi: Baby! Don’t push! Just wait! Breathe through it! She’s coming soon, I know it.

Mahari: I can’t! I have to push right now. You’re gonna have to catch him. *screams* He’s coming out baby!!

Mekhi: *jumps into bathtub* Okay, okay! Just push. I’ve got you. Come on, push. I see the top of his head!


One more big push and Little Man was out and in his daddy’s arms. I could not believe what just happened! I told Mekhi he needed to get out there and find somebody fast. He jumped out of the tub, wet clothes and all, and started shouting down the hall. I remember shaking…it was as if my body was in shock. Everything had happened so fast.

Little Man was so calm. He never really cried, just let out a little whimper. But he was so wide-eyed and just kept looking up at me with his beautiful brown eyes.

The nurses and doctors finally came into the room. They took Little Man to get vitals and such and Mekhi stripped out of his clothes and helped me out of the bath and back onto the bed to be checked and finish delivery.

In less than two hours, I had given birth. Never did I imagine this birth going this way or that I would even have the strength to do something like that. All of the nurses kept saying how amazing I was but it was so surreal.

Better Man’s Secret Message

I know I’m probably better off on my own
Than lovin’ a man who didn’t know
What he had when he had it
And I see the permanent damage You did to me
Never again, I just wish I cOuld forget when it was magic
I wish it wasn’t 4am, standing in the mirror
Saying to myself, yoU know you Had to do it
I know the brAVest thing I ever did was run

SomEtimes, in the middle of the night, I can feel you again
But I just miSs you, and I just wish yoU were a better man
And I know why we had to say goodbye
Like the baCk of my hand
And I just miss you, and I just wish you were a better man
A better man

I know I’m probably better off all alone
Than needing a man who Could change his mind at any givEn minute
And it’S always on your terms
I’m hanging on every careleSs word
Hoping it might turn sweet again
Like it was in the beginning
But your jealousy, I can hear it now
You’re talking down to me like I’ll always be around
You push my love away like it’s some kind oF loaded gun
Boy, you never thoUght I’d run


Sometimes, in the middLe of the night, I can feeL you again
But I just miss you, and I just wish you were a better man
And I know whY we had to say goodbye
Like the Back of my hand
And I jUst miss you, and I just wish you weRe a better man
A better man
Better man


I hold onto this pridE because these Days it’s all I have
And I gave You my best and we bOth know you can’t say that
YoU can’t say that
I wish you weRe a better man
I wonder what we would’ve become
If you were a better man
We might Still bE in Love
IF you were a better man
You would’ve been the one
If you were a better maN
Yeah, yeah


Sometimes, In the miDdle of thE night, I can feel you again
But I just Miss you, and I just wish You were a better man
And I know wHy we had to say goodbyE
Like the bAck of my hand
AnD I just miss you and I just wish you were a better man
A better man
Better man

We might still be in love, if you were a better man
Better man


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Taking the angles, I love how this kiss is actually a combination of 2 different takes of the kiss.

Little Makuhita Man

@jonasalarsen


Tabitha frowned as he placed his hands on his hips, stomping with his left foot while blushing like crazy. “Hey! stop that, how dare you call me that?!” He took a deep breath and tried to hit the much taller and muscular man in front of him. The other only laughed and shook his head.

“Look at you, little Makuhita man!” A big grin on that brutes face.

The Magma admin didn’t appreciate this nicname that Matt had given him. “First of all, I am not little!” Now, that was a lie..he was rather short, compared to the other.

“And second, I do NOT look like a Makuhita!” That was also a lie, because he knew all to well, that he did. Those squinted eyes and his chubby figure. He did really look like a Makuhita. But that didn’t mean he wanted this jerk to go around calling him that all the time.

“Bro, calm down!” Matt said as he took a hold of the smaller mans hands.

“What are you doing?!” Tabitha shouted, visibly frustrated.

“Unhand me!”

The Yara-ma-yha-who is a creature from Australian Aboriginal folklore. This creature resembles a little red man with a very big head and large mouth with no teeth. On the ends of its hands and feet are suckers. It lives in fig trees and does not hunt for food, but waits until an unsuspecting traveler rests under the tree. It then drops onto the victim and drains their blood using the suckers on its hands and feet, making them weak. It then consumes the person, drinks some water, and then takes a nap. When the Yara-ma-yha-who awakens, it regurgitates the victim, leaving it shorter than before. The victim’s skin also has a reddish tint to it that it didn’t have before. It repeats this process several times. At length, the victim is transformed into a Yara-ma-yha-who itself. According to legend, the Yara-ma-yha-who will only prey upon a living person, so (hypothetically speaking) you could survive an encounter with this monster by “playing-dead” until sunset; the creature only hunts during the day.