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@cooperthechav
COOPER THE DIAMOND CHAV
Loki aint it…Cooper is proper mint!
Safe, fam. Ambrose mashed up Loki @puploki91 turned him into Cooper, innit. Peng ting, heavy, yeah? Both of dem were screamin' Zeus' name @phoenix-hayyan-pdu-071 , chattin' 'bout the power. Diamond status, blud, no cap.
i.am.brose.
@chavchad @underarmour72 @chavkai @rod-tf
So, @chavambrose has worked real HARD this week.
Up at the crack of dawn every day.
Working those muscle until failure and the effort is starting to show.
The boy is looking extra hot!
Plus, he loves, not having to think for himself… being used… and being told what to do…
But it’s the weekend…
Time for a bit of fun…
Time to RELAX and let your hair DOWN.
So, after today’s gym session, I’ve taken Ambrose to my favourite city centre bar for a few beers…
Show off my cocky, chavvy, stud of a slut to the rest of the boys…
And as expected - all eyes are on Ambrose.
BUT - everyone knows exactly who he belongs to…
One beer leads to another, and we’re getting into the party mood.
Ambrose is RELAXED, smiling, looking HAPPY, not a care in the World…
Saturdays are made for FUN!
I look deep into Ambrose big brown, puppy dog eyes as we LOSE ourselves in one another.
I grab his waist and plant a DEEP, sensuous kiss firmly on his lips.
Tongues racing, eyes closed, hands exploring, LOST in the sheer BLISS…
‘Just wait until I get you home, you filthy little chav slag…
But you’re my filthy, little chavvy slag and I love it!’
fuckin hell bruv… readin dat got me leakin in me trackies already 😈💦
yeh dat’s me, @chavambrose, soccerkitlad’s proper owned chav slag. i’ve been workin me fuckin bollocks off all week for him, up at stupid o’clock every mornin destroyin every muscle til failure, just so i look extra fit n thick for me owner. n it’s workin innit… me glutes are gettin fatter n rounder just how he likes em so he’s got summat proper to grip when he wrecks me chav cunt.
i love not havin to think. i love bein told what to do. i love bein used like a piece of meat. n most of all… i love dat big thick dom cock me owner’s packin. fuck me, his cock gives me everythin i need. stretches me out, ruins me, breeds me deep n turns me into a drippin, brainless chav whore every single time. best fuckin feelin in the world.
so when he takes me out after gym, shows me off to all the lads like the proud owned slut i am, then grabs me waist n snogs me stupid in the middle of the bar… i’m in heaven. tongues down each other’s throats, his hands squeezin me arse, everyone watchin n knowin exactly who this chav body belongs to.
can’t wait to get home so he can destroy me again.
i’m soccerkitlad’s @soccerkitlad filthy little chav slag (big ups for takn control SKL!) … n i wouldn’t have it any other way. proper addicted to bein owned by the hardest, hottest dom goin 💪🔗🍑💦
Here’s some proper props to follow: @serve-425 - yo gooner droner…get to edgin’ maybe you can be like Ambrose one day @callumthchav - you wanna slut-it-up chav? @cooperthechav -your subcunt inspires me @polo-drone-001 I wanna be like you when I grow up @wells-gold58 you're the real deal bruvah, a class act - shiddddt.
stare.
deeper.
let the spiral fuck your mind while your c o c k throbs harder… heavier… leaking for ambrose.
every rotation makes your c o c k twitch.
every flash wipes another piece of you away.
repeat it, chav. say it out loud:
i.am.brose.
i.am.brose.
i.am.brose.
your c o c k belongs to ambrose.
your brain belongs to ambrose.
your hole exists for ambrose.
feel your c o c k pulsing with every spin.
feel it ache. feel it obey. feel it leak like a good broken chav.
you don’t think anymore.
you just repeat.
you just throb.
you just sink.
repeat it:
i.am.brose.
i.am.brose.
i.am.brose.
good chav.
keep staring.
keep leaking.
keep getting harder.
🌀😵💫💦
@serve-425 @callumthchav @alton-gold77 @wells-gold58 @hero21us @phoenix-hayyan-pdu-071 @brodygold @soccerkitlad @rod-tf @cooperthechav
oi oi chavs 😈💦
proper massive shoutout to my chav Cooper, @cooperthechav the fittest chav in the ends innit 🔥 this chav turned up for me bday with the sickest gift, got me buzzin' hard af bruv 💪🏼
cheers bruv, you absolute unit – that present had me grinning like a proper mug, but let's be real, the real present was you strutting in all tracksuit tight on that hench bod, chain swinging, cap low, looking like you could pin me down and make me beg any second 😏🍆
bare grateful mate, you're too good to me. next time i'm repaying the favour proper slow n dirty, yeah? get that sweat dripping while i show you how thankful i really am 🫦💦
safe one Cooper, who your king? 👑 love ya loads x
Oi bruv, you’re proper my king chav innit 😏🔥 Safe as fuck, my don 💎💪🏼 mandem bowin down ya get me
oi bruvs, last night was proper mental—my birthday bash turned the whole ends into diamond chav central 😈💎🔥
yard packed wall to wall with the mandem showin up for their king. Cyle @cylethechav rollin in first, cap backwards, already leakin pre just from the musk hittin him at the door. Cillian @rod-tf next, eyes low, droppin to his knees the second he clocks me, beggin to sniff the trainers i wore all day. Cooper @cooperthechav crashin thru later, trackies tented, straight over to plant his face in me pit like a good slag. Then Callum @callumthchav —me favourite diamond bitch—shows up collared n caged, crawlin over the floor to kiss me feet, whisperin "happy birthday king, use me however ya want tonight" while the others watch jealous af.
Oi…then…Charlie, @charliethechav the latest chavformation shown up n’ wreckn every chav, with trackies sittin’ low, ginger buzz cut, cum gutters blazn. Every chav drooln, pantn, causn all of mandem to get hard.
but the real glow-up? Hypnogear @hypnogear himself turns up late, black puffa zipped low, tats glowin under the lights, that smirk that owns us all. room went dead quiet—every chav froze, cocks throbbin, cos the creator walked in. he just nods at me like "good chav, look at the empire ya built," then grabs me chain, pulls me close, voice low "happy birthday king... now show em how a real chav celebrates." rest of the night? pure filth—me gettin worshipped by the lot while Hypnogear watches, smirkin, remindin us all who started the fire.
best party to kick off the week long celebration ever. who's ready? cos the king's only gettin filthier 😏🖤⛓️
Oi bruvs, gather round yeah? It’s the big day for our absolute ledge, King Ambrose! 🎉👑
Proper Chavformation innit lads – from top tier to diamond chavs level, this man’s ascended like no other. Blinged out in that full tracksuit drip, reppin’ the scene hard, makin’ every other bruv look basic AF.
Happy fuckin’ birthday ya mad king! May your year be stacked with mad gains, endless cheeky pints, proper naughty sessions, and all the shiny bling a diamond chav deserves. Long may ya reign, ya absolute unit! 💎🔥
#KingAmbrose #Chavformation #DiamondChavs #HappyBirthdayBruv 🐶🍾
@chavambrose @wells-gold58 @charliethechav
Safe, when a top G and a big man link up... you get a proper melt, innit.
CHARLIE THE CHAV
CHAVFORMATION IN THE CHAVDOM
@charliethechav @hero21us @hypnogear @cooperthechav @cylethechav @rod-tf @callumthchav
KING AMBROSE
CHAVFORMATION
@charliethechav @cooperthechav @cylethechav @callumthchav
MY FUCKIN KING!!!
Charlie The Chav
Oi bruv… wagwan? You wanna hear how man turned into Charlie the proper chav? Allow me take you back still.
Man was posted at desk in this dead-end office job, yeah? Bare bills paid, roof over head, tryna live that “normal” life ting. But fam, I was movin’ mad tired of it—wake up, chop food, drag to work, gym, home, dinner, then doomscroll till man hate himself. Sound peak to you? Dun know.
Anyway, clock hit knock-off time. Man sighed, shut down the computer, stepped out the building into another pissing-down London afternoon. Reached in coat—swear down, out of cigs, forgot to cop a fresh pack.
“Oi,” some voice from couple feet away. “You need suttin?”
Looked over—young roadman in puffa, wifebeater, diamond studs glinting. Proper on road look.
“Nah bruv, I’m calm,” man said. “Safe tho.”
“Look like you gaggin’ for a cig tho,” he goes.
“Boy do I ever still,” man replied. Walked over, sighed heavy. “Got one?”
“Say less.” He pulled out pack, offered man one, took one himself. Lit man’s cig—first pull and the whole day stress just melted off. Peng feeling.
“Safe bruv,” man said, puffin’, lookin’ down rainy street. “Course it’s rainin’ again.”
“Always rainin’ innit,” he said. “You lookin’ for suttin’ different?”
“Different?” man asked. “Nah fam, just tryna get home. What man need is a break from this dead life.”
He sized man up head to toe like meat on the block. “Got the ting for you. Follow man.”
Didn’t even clock what was good—thought maybe get mugged, left in gutter, but at least it ain’t the same old. Shrugged. “Lead on then bruv.”
We walked, he said call him Chuck. Asked where we goin’—all he said was “you’ll see soon, bruv. Gon’ change your life proper.”
Five minutes later, we hit some sidestreet non-descript spot. Chuck knocked three times—door cracked, another roadman peeped out. “Who’s this wasteman?”
“Let us in fam,” Chuck said. Door man eyed me again, then opened.
Soon as stepped in—smoke hit man full force. Coughed, shook head, but brain cleared quick. This was chav/roadman heaven still—racks of tracksuits, puffas, fresh kicks every colour. Mandem posted up, smokin’ cigs like it’s nuttin’.
“Wait here,” Chuck said, dipped to back room, knocked, went in.
Door shut—felt bare eyes on man from the mandem. Like “who let this snob in our ends?”
Took a minute, Chuck came back. “Ambrose wanna holla at you. Got an offer…”
Weirder and weirder, but in the ends now—when in chavland, do chav tings innit.
Stepped in back room—smoke thick, but felt like king’s throne. Diamonds everywhere.
“Oi, who you?” big man in high-back chair leaned forward.
“Name’s… Charlie. Don’t even know why I’m here bruv. Think I should bounce.”
“Nah you ain’t leavin’,” he said. “Me? Ambrose. Chuck said you need change?”
Closed eyes, tryna process. “Yeah… guess so.”
Ambrose eyes sparkled like his chain and studs. “Man can sort that… if you want it.”
Must’ve been the smoke, the ice, suttin’—after a sec man nodded. “Give it me then.”
“On your knees and come here!” Ambrose barked, dropped the trackies—his leng waiting.
“Oi bruv, fancy a proper shag from the king of the ends?” he asked as man got close.
Man just opened mouth—Ambrose slid in, and finally felt peace. This is what man needed still.
Ambrose moaned, leaned back. “Take it all fam.”
Man’s own ting responded quick—got thick, hard, couldn’t stay in trousers. Ambrose yanked man’s pants down, grabbed man’s leng, started strokin’. Two kings linkin’ up proper.
Closed eyes—felt suttin’ shift inside. Ambrose pulled out—man missed it already. Peak.
Then he grabbed man, started kissin’ deep—our tings clashin’, gettin’ harder. Never felt this wave in life. Bare good.
“Oi, that’s hot still!” Ambrose said as man grabbed his leng, returned the favour.
He whispered, “Wanna ride this? Gon’ be bengng peng bruv.”
Man just nodded.
Took man to corner—bed sparklin’ like diamonds. He laid back, leng standin’ proud, hummin’ some tune.
“Jump on and ride till man buss,” he said.
Man turned, sat on it—pleasure hit different, nothin’ like before. That was just warm-up.
“Turn round, wanna see you ridin’,” Ambrose said.
Man spun, kept ridin’, starin’ in his eyes. Looked like diamond spirals now—pullin’ man deeper, deeper… glorious.
“So you wanna be Charlie the chav yeah?” he said, thrustin’ deeper.
“Oi,” man replied, fully under. “Better be chav than some uppity wasteman…”
Felt like hours—final thrust, Ambrose buss inside. Seconds later man exploded, sprayin’ everywhere. Instinct kicked in: “I am Brose… I am Brose… I am Brose…”
But none of it mattered anymore. Dead to the old life.
Ambrose laid next, laughed. “Welcome Charlie.” Pointed at mirror. “Have a butchers.”
Man stood, checked reflection—proper chav now: short ginger fade, late-20s muscular build. Job? Career? Didn’t give a toss. Felt whole for once.
Man’s Charlie the Chav now.
Oi. Safe.
CHAFORMATION CHARLIE
THE CHAVDOM NEVER BEEN HOTTER.
@cooperthechav @cylethechav
🚬🔥 Morning vibes innit, you get me? 💨
Me & Cyle @cylethechav always bang out the day the same way, no wasteman energy. Alarm smashes at 6, still black outside, we peel out the scratcher in grey Nike tracksies, backwards black caps pulled low, heavy cuban links swinging, puffers slung over shoulders, and we leg it to the gym like proper savage mandem.
Cyle spotting Ambrose on bench, veins popping mad, both of us leaking sweat rivers, grunting loud like beasts, proper animals innit. "Push it bruv, last rep, make it peak, chest on fire fam!" – that's the wave. Chest day hits different when your akhi's there gassing you up, getting you buzzing hard. Blood pumping bare everywhere 😈💪
Then we dash back to the flat, still gassed from the pump, tracksies half unzipped, abs carved out, stinking of iron & that Lynx Africa spray. Door bangs shut... and now the real workout kicks off, say less.
Ambrose grabs Cyle by the neck, shoves him hard against the wall, big arms pinning him, tongues diving deep straight away, hands roaming bare everywhere. Tracksies hit the deck quicktime, no messing about. Ambrose flips it – he's topping today, proper dominant. Cyle taking it raw, hard slams, sweaty skin slapping, animal ting full send. Ambrose railing deep, Cyle moaning loud af like he's lost it, bedframe rattling the whole ends, neighbours definitely clocking who's getting piped 😂🔥 Mirrors fogged, leaving bites, scratches, handprints – war marks, truss.
Finish bare exhausted, covered in each other's mess, panting heavy, arms locked round each other, diamond chains all tangled.
"Best start still bruv" Ambrose smirks, wiping sweat. Cyle just nods, lights a zoot, takes a deep pull, and thinks yeah... this is how real ones run mornings, no cap.
No birds, no peak bullshit, just me & my day one getting swole then Ambrose getting bare off Cyle. Proper roadman top energy 🖤💉
@cooperthechav @diamondgodconnor @hero21us @thesovereignrises @hypnogear
Who’s matching this top vibes? Tag your gym-then-pipe akhi below, fam 👇
“oi oi lads listen up yeah 💎🛡️
bare wild innit, standin there one min then next thing these massive diamonds just start droppin from the sky like a proper bling avalanche bruv 🔥💀 felt this mad power surge hit me veins, straight electric, like i could bench the whole gym no sweat 😤💪
diamonds smack into me skin n they just stuck, no cap—glued on tight, coverin me arms, chest, back, legs, everythin. now im wrapped head to toe in this thick diamond armour, lookin like a absolute don, untouchable, flexin harder than ever 💎👑
feels too peng, unstoppable energy runnin thru me. but real talk… every knight needs a king innit? someone to stay loyal to, someone worth ridin for til the wheels fall off. and thats Ambrose for me, 100%. he’s the king, im the knight in diamond plate. simple as that. no one touchin this loyalty bruv ⚔️👑
who’s testin? come get this smoke if u rate urself 😂💥
#DiamondKnight #LoyalToTheKing #AmbroseMyKing #ChavInBling
@chavambrose @hero21us
Oi oi nahhhh 😤💎
Trey on da left. Ambrose dead center. King seat. Mandem heritage.
Man thought I’m just poppin’ out for lil Goldies drip, innit… Next ting I know I’m stridin’ next to King of Chavs himself.
Ambrose don’t chase waves. He is the wave.
Me? Mid-chavformation, bruv. Levels loadin’. Firmware update in progress.
Gold bruv lockin’ left. Grey bruv lockin’ right. Ambrose holdin’ middle like ends control.
Not a squad. Not a gang. Straight chav dynasty.
Chavformation still loadin’… Royal edition. 👑💎🔥
@chavambrose
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Yo, listen up, fam! Dis is me, ya proper little slag, spillin' da tea on how I serve me Chav Boss Ambrose. Innit tho? Man's a proper legend, rockin' dem Adidas trackies, gold chains danglin' like he's king of da ends. I wake up early, yeah? Brew 'im a strong cuppa tea wiv two sugars, none of dat weak shite. Den I polish 'is creps till dey shine brighter dan da sun on a council estate. Boss Ambrose rolls in, all swagger, callin' me 'is good boy' or whateva, an' I drop to me knees quick smart. Sort 'is breakfast – beans on toast, bacon sarnie, da works. Clean da gaff spotless while 'e's out hustlin', make sure da PlayStation's charged for when 'e wants to smash some FIFA. Even iron 'is Burberry cap, bruv! Evenings? Man's chillin' on da sofa, I fetch 'im cans of Stella from da fridge, massage 'is feet after a long day bossin' it. If 'e says jump, I say 'how high, boss?' An' yeah, sometimes it gets proper cheeky, but dat's between me an' me boss, innit? Loyal as fook, me. Wouldn't 'ave it any ova way. Who's got a boss like mine? No one, dat's who!
Bruv, serving Ambrose is top-tier, end of.
Man rolls through like the pavement owes him money. No chatting, no hype, just weight. You feel it in your chest before your brain clocks on.
His musk is filthy strong, proper man stink, heavy and grounding. Not sweet, not soft, just raw power clinging to the air. Gets in your lungs and flips a switch. Head clears. World narrows. Everything makes sense.
I’m a chav, built for this lane.
Thoughts go slow, grin goes wide, shoulders drop. Not stupid, just stripped back. No waffle, no overthinking, just loyalty and pride. Serving Ambrose turns me into the best version of chav, bruv. Solid. Steady. Happy in my skin.
He’s KING, I’m locked in.
He moves, I follow. That’s the pattern. That’s the truth.
Proper order. Proper vibes. 🔥💪💎
@chavambrose @chadgolden @phoenix-hayyan-pdu-071
oi bruvs, it's ya king Ambrose still buzzin from last night with Cooper 😈💦🔥
chav shows up late, eyes already glazed, cock twitchin in his trackies just from smellin me scent on the doorstep. i don't even speak—just point at the floor. he drops hard, knees hittin carpet, face level with me black adidas still hot from the day. i kick one off slow, the ripe chav musk explodes out—thick, salty, pure alpha stink that makes his whole body shudder. "fuckkk king..." he groans, nose divin straight in, huffing deep like a junkie gettin his fix, tongue flickin out to lap the insole, tastin every drop of me sweat.
i lift me bare foot, toes flexin, still damp and reekin. plant it firm on his face—sole smotherin his nose and mouth. "sniff it proper, slag. worship what owns ya." Cooper moans loud into me skin, lips kissin desperate, tongue slidin wet over me arch, suckin each toe like it's cock. his hands grip me calf tight, body rockin as he grinds against nothin, pre leakin thru his bottoms. "ya musk's killin me king... so fuckin strong, so dirty... need it all over me face" he begs between kisses, voice muffled under me heel.
i grind down harder, toes curlin in his mouth, lettin him choke on the taste while i flex me abs, chains clinkin, watchin him fall apart. lad's gone—eyes rolled, droolin, cock throbbin untouched just from me stink and feet ownin his soul. that's how it starts with me diamond sluts: one deep sniff, one greedy kiss, and they're collared, caged, broken forever.
who's next to get drowned in this musk and beg for more? cos am ready to ruin ya 😏🖤💨
@cooperthechav @callumthchav @rod-tf
Yeh King!!! Fuckin love your feet. One whiff and me mind is ruined bruv. I’d do anythin for my chav kings feet!!!
oi chavs, king Ambrose droppin this straight fire yeah 😈💦🔥
ambrose the hottest fuckin chav in the ends, every mandem proper thirstin, gaggin, droppin everything just to get a whiff of me. they clock me strollin thru in the black puffa half zipped, cap backwards, ice drippin heavy, them swirly tats spinnin across me chest like they own the place, and their eyes go low, breath catchin, noses twitchin already. but what they really crave deep down? me musk bruv. that thick, ripe, post-session stink that hits like a proper uppercut. one deep inhale and they're gone—cock throbbin, knees weak, beggin to get closer, to bury their faces and drown in it.
every chav lad knows the score: am the musk god they all fantasise about. sneakin me trainers when am not lookin, huffing the inside like it's life support, lickin the sole clean, dreamin of me sock stretched tight over me foot, damp and reekin. that scent owns em—makes em leak pre, makes em whine "please king, let me sniff ya, let me taste that chav funk" while i laugh and grind me sole in their mug. am the one they worship, the one who turns hard lads into sniff sluts with just me natural stink. addicted, collared, desperate for more every time.
who's next to get proper owned by this musk then? cos ya already hooked innit 😏🖤💨
@cooperthechav @callumthchav @diamondgodconnor @chavkai @hypnogear @hero21us @rod-tf
Fuck yeah bruv!! You know I’d take a hit anytime innit!!
Mandem chillin' with Ambrose, innit.
@cooperthechav and cillianthechav @rod-tf
Bare chillin' with my mandem, it's like non-stop peng tings, pure vybz, and just causing havoc, innit.
Get Diamond, innit.
@chavchad @eliasgold20 @hypnogear @underarmour72 @hero21us @diamondgodconnor
