Classic Man

I'm a classic man You could be mean when you look this clean I'm a classic man Calling on me like a young OG I'm a classic man Your needs get met by the street elegant old fashioned man Yeah baby I'm a classic man

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Me flipping a 665 lb tire two extra times… after completing my WOD that contained a total of 30 of them overall among other movements. Because what’s two more times am I right??

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jason-brooks:

Starting the day off with a good run had long been Jason’s favorite thing in the world. Even before holding office, it just felt like a good way to psych himself up every morning for what the day had in store for him. Of course these days it was as much a reminder of how on lock he had this city now, to quote the Lion King, all that the light touched. Jogging down the path with earbuds firmly in place as he blasted his workout mix, Jason noticed someone else coming up on his left side and gaining ground very quickly.

While out on his usual run with his boys, King chose a different path for a change of scenery which he hoped would keep the boys from getting lazy and bored. Of course that somehow turned into more distractions that had them struggling to keep pace with the boxer. While they were checking out women around them jogging in the opposite direction, one of the youngest who didn’t quite get it yet notice a man up ahead had dropped something and was quick to alert King. In response, King instructed the boy to gather his brothers and catch up while King picked up pace and caught up with the man.  “ Hey, my man? You dropped this.” he called, trying to alert him without alarming.

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vvinniemagdalene:

A smile, a real smile, not the fake one she had been wearing most of the night, crept up on Winnie just as she heard King’s deep dulcet tones from behind her. Of course it would be the only good man in Las Vegas who always found her in compromising situations. That was just her luck. Her hand dropped from the gawker’s chin, chuckling softly as it moved to straighten out his bow tie. “No, sir. I’m on my best behavior tonight.” Before she turned her full attention to King she leaned into the stranger to whisper someone in his ear. It was inaudible to the rest of the crowd, the music too loud to betray her, but it was enough to make the gawker blush and nod like a lovestruck school boy before he scampered back into the mix. “I could say we gotta stop meeting like this, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like it.”

“Mmhmm, not in that outfit you aren’t.” He smirked, the comment unable to keep from coming out. With all the due respect given, it was still impossible not to notice what she was wearing. When she turned back to the other man, whatever she said had left King curious and wishing he had super hearing, but he composed himself as he watched them stumble away before focusing back on Winnie. “ I don’t hate it, although it seems like you once again , love to command the attention of the space around you. “ I know I at least don’t need to step in the way with all this security around.” King joked as he glanced around the room and back. “ I didn’t think this kind of thing was you’re scene -- I’m guessing you're someone’s date tonight?”

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cariivasquez:

King made it no secret that he wasn’t entirely fond of the club’s lifestyle. Despite their difference of opinions on the matter, Mars was always their common ground and the man was never anything but respectful to her. Most importantly, he took care of Mars and his siblings after everything and that alone left King in good standing with her. Pulled into a hug, she reciprocates the greeting with a warm smile. “Far too long.” She nods in agreement, relieved that despite the years that’ve gone by this reunion was far from awkward. Pulling away from the embrace, she takes a timid look over her shoulder and is relieved to see that Mr. Hedge Fund was boring someone else with conversation. Noticing the blonde woman, trying to plot when to make her move on King again, she tugs the large male in the opposite direction. “Can’t think of a better time than now to catch up. Especially since every cougar in this party has their eyes on you. How’ve you been?” 

The familiar face among a sea of strangers was welcomed, of course, given that King could probably count on one hand the people he knew here. For someone easily labeled as famous, he never found himself fitting into the mold of what a celebrity should be, preferring to live a humble life for himself and spend the money he made on his family. Putting on an expensive costume he’d only wear once and getting drunk wasn’t his idea of a fun evening. When Cari looked around, his eyes followed, laughing at they both seemed to have people they wanted nothing more than to avoid. “Well I wouldn’t go that far -- I also don’t think you can talk since I saw someone mopping up a puddle of drool behind you wherever you walked.” He teased, looking back to her to ignore the others around them.King’s desire for pleasant conversation would override any other desire thrown at him by lonely women. “I have to admit though, this is the last place I expected to see you. You were gone for a while and no one wanted to tell me what happened. Is this you turning over a new leaf, or by chance, his my boy here , too?” He asked curiously, wanting to know just what the club were getting themselves into these days.

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xvxlet:

Violet nodded slowly, casting her mind back for a moment to her own reading of the play. She had quite enjoyed Othello in fact and how it brought up a few issues that were still quite prevelant in today’s world. “I think that sounds like a wonderful idea.” Nodding again, she closed her book, placing it on the table. “That I have. My favourite is Richard the Third, has been for quite a while now.” In some ways, she related to Lady Anne, both woman being stuck in a marriage neither one of them wanted to be in.

There was a grin on his face as she proved to be up to the challenge, but King wasn’t going to pretend to know everything about the subject to match wits and come out looking like a fool before the clearly well educated woman. “ You know your stuff.” He chuckled as he pushed his book to the corner of the table. “ So are you a historian, and English teacher, or a former English major who never got the chance to become a Shakespeare-ologist?” He asked with a light laugh. “ Don’t tell me you’re just a librarian who spent too many late nights at work with nothing to do.”

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fckitsam:

King was an older brother figure of sorts. He was one of the calmest people Sam had ever met and calm was certainly something the woman lacked. They were kind of like yin and yang you could say. God knows her mum loved him the one time she met him. A laugh left her lips and she hit the bag again. “Yeah well, I warned it of what was comin’” she retorted, something of a smile appearing on her lips. Eyeing the bottle, she stopped and slipped her gloves off. She dropped them on the ground and took the water with a nod of thanks. “You got some kind of sixth sense I swear” she joked, trying to draw the attention away from her issues for a moment. Sighing, she took a gulp from her water before clearing her throat. “I haven’t been getting much sleep is all and the case I got right now’s kinda fucked.” Her words were casal, passing it all off as nothing, like she had been doing her whole life.

He laughed for a second at the notion of a sixth sense, never having heard it before but was amused none the less. “When that sweat breaks and your throat dries up, everyone needs a water break -- no sixth sense needed to know that, just years of punching that thing.” He chuckled. Sam was still a mystery to King. She didn’t open up much no matter how hard he tried to play the therapist role, and he didn’t want to assume anything too dramatic, but there was still a sense of something always holding her back emotionally that made her take it out on the bag the way so many did. “A case, huh? Is it top secret information or is there something in particular about this case that’s gotten under your skin?” He pushed only slightly, not wanting to seem....well, pushy, but forever standing by his ideals that punching could only do so much before you needed to break down and cry or talk. Something it was both.” It’s gotta be something if it’s keeping you up at night like this.” He added before she could brush it off completely, letting her know he wasn’t going to stand down and not question her until he got to whatever it really was.

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cassbrooks:

Looking back at her life, King was the only decent man she’d ever known—-at least by normal standards. Kind hearted, caring and charitable beyond belief, King was a sharp contrast to the thieves, criminals and liars she surrounds herself with a regular basis. They’d met a turning point in Cass’ life but, despite his best efforts, his good nature wasn’t able to fully rub off on her. Although, she will give him credit for toning down the visible rage and chip she walked around with as a teenager. “Which part? That it’s good to see you or I took a vacation?” Cass smartly retorts with a grin. Already, she can feel herself putting on an act for him. Why? She’s not entirely sure, it’s not like King hasn’t seen Cass at her worst but she also doesn’t feel like walking away from this conversation feeling his disappointment over the person she’s turned into. “Oh…well…I didn’t know I was supposed to or that you wanted me to.” The look of surprise that appears on her face is genuine. By technical standards, she wasn’t one of his kids. Just a scrawny teenager who walked into his gym every so often because she wanted to punch the shit out of a bag since she was tired of crying and punching actual humans was deemed unacceptable. “I’ll stop by the gym sometime. It’s been awhile.” Cass adds as a consolation. “I would say that’s sweet of you but it’s kinda your thing. They’re lucky to have you though, any kid is.” 

He only cocked his head to the side in response, looking at her to let her knew that she already knew which one was the correct answer. “ Why wouldn’t I? You have a friend, you stop by, say hello -- that’s just human instinct.” He responded as if it were the most normal thing in the world because to him, Cassidy was a friend. She may not have been one of the children her fostered, but all the kids who came by the gym were “King’s kids”. The label held some weight out on the street, as most knew that if you messed with one of them and he found out, he would come for you. Still, Cassidy needed more than just guidance, and he would always regret not being able to give that to her. Without an older female in the house, the implications that came with trying to foster her would have caused more trouble even with his pure intentions, but part of him felt guilty that he couldn’t have done more. “Thank you. I’m gonna hold you to that -- don’t make me come looking for you now that you’ve said that.” He chuckled, a shrug after since he felt what he was doing in his heart and didn’t do it for praise. “So this vacation -- where’d you go off to? Cuba? Mexico?” He asked curiously.

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What are five songs on your sex playlist?

LL Cool J - Doin It

TLC - Red Light Special 

Al Green - Lets Stay Together

Marvin Gaye - Lets get it on

Marvin Gaye - Sexual Healing

“If you really wanna set the mood, you have to make it raunchy before you get to the romance. You start from the top to bring on the kissing and the heavy petting, then the last three… You put them on then you put it down and you aint gon have any problems.”

BONUS: climax/post sex cuddle song:

 Teddy Pendergrass - Turn Off The Lights

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Out of all your kids, which one has made you the best proud and disappointed?

“None of my kids disappointed me. I’m proud of all of them for fighting to become more than just another kid in the system. I know what -- I know who you’re thinking, but he hasn’t disappointed me. There’s still air in his lungs and I haven’t given up on him. He can only disappoint me in a grave.”

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Who would you lay down your life for?

“With hope and great care, no one I love would ever be in a situation like that, but of course if I can put myself between danger and my family, I would.”

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You can have one of the following two things. Which do you choose? Why? Love and Trust.

“I’m a personal believe that one can’t really exist without the other. I wont drag on an explanation as to why, but I’d rather have trust. Trust can mean more than love. Saying I love you is easy to lie about, but trust? Trust is something you gotta show and you can’t show it by buying roses or a giant teddy bear. It’s something that can come back on you. You say you love someone and lie about it well... You just don’t get as deep as with trust.”

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