#fuck modeling lips all my homies hate modeling lips

[kyischaotic]

I Like Me Better (When I’m With You) by kyischaotic

12.7k words, completed, gen

‘“Fuck.” is the only word that manages to squeeze past his lips, the sound instantly swept away by the steady drone of water on porcelain. He stares at the wall unseeingly as he half-heartedly tries to keep himself grounded in the present.

He knows he needs to get a grip and hates that he feels so useless. He shouldn’t have to rely on other people to do the hard shit for him all the time.

But isn’t that exactly why he came here?'

or

Bakugou runs away and finds a home in the EraserMic household.

Consider this fic my first official contribution to the head canon that Bakugou’s role model (and favorite pony) is Rainbow Dash from My Little Pony Friendship Is Magic. (https://www.instagram.com/p/Ca5pnA9vPO3/?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y%3D @noodles-and-tea ) Also hi have I mentioned I’m soft as fuck for EraserMic + adopting Bakugou because fuck Mitsuki Bakugou all my homies hate Mitsuki Bakugou?

#bakugou fanfiction #Bakugou and Eri-chan fanart #i believe in Bakugou being good with kids that he actually likes supremacy #Bakugou is a rainbow dash kinnie actually #Bakugou gets adopted into the erasermic household #background kiribaku #autistic bakugou #neurodivergent bakugou

[autistic-sidon]

Guess who messed with 3d modelling 😈😈 Its really simple looking and I put a gay render over it enjoy

#loz botw #sidon #art #prince sidon #hw aoc #botw #fuck modeling lips all my homies hate modeling lips

[realcube]

the heart || kei tsukishima x reader

 summary: modern au! you and tsukishima are supposed to dissect a lamb heart in biology but it doesn’t go to plan

tw// cussing, the dissection of a lamb heart, blood, biology 🤢

my excuse: this is based on a true story and i wrote it at like 3am - read at your own expense. this is probably the worst piece i’ve every written.

“Geez, why are you complaining? You literally just play Cool Maths Games during every period of Biology and now that we actually have to do something you become a whiny bitch.” Tsukishima clicked his tongue, slipping his phone back into his pocket while adjusting his headphones so they hung around his neck, rather than having to take them off because they were apart of his look at this point.

You tossed your head back upon hearing the news that you’d actually have to do something in class for a change, “Exactly! Biology is supposed to be the one class where I am not bombarded with work. Just last period, I drew at least fifty stupid fucking graphs! For what? To find x? To hell with your x !” You cried, running a hand through your hair to make sure you didn’t mess it up because you spent way too long straightening it this morning for a swift movement of your neck to mess it all up. 

Tsukishima sighed, hesitantly rubbing your back as you genuinely seemed quite stressed, “It’ll be fine, and it’s not like we’re learning anything new. We have already studied the heart, I think it was last year; we’re only doing the experiment now because we couldn’t to do it last year for some reason.” Tsukishima mumbled, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he noticed that he was doing a decent job of reassuring you as your hair was no long standing on its ends. 

“Plus,” He said, flicking his pencil with his fingers, “This’ll be cool! The heart is quite an interesting organ, it’ll be fun to actually get hands-on and see the chambers and valves up close, don’t you think?” He added, seeming a bit too enthusiastic about dissecting a lamb heart - it was kinda creepy.

After you finished loudly judging him, you pulled out your phone from your pocket and absently went to snapchat, to send your streaks. “Yeah, whatever. Get in ‘ere with me Tsukishima, will you?” It was hardly a request as before he even had time to process what you had just asked him, you had taken a selfie of you and him with the indie filter, wrote ‘streaks’ on it and sent it to your whole best friend’s list. 

It took him a moment to react to what you just did but when he noticed you typing away to your friend, he let out a breathy sigh. Usually, he’d be fuming by your action but he had to admit, he looked pretty good in that picture - especially because he barely had any nice candid photos of himself. “Send that to me - but without the stupid caption.” Was all he could be bothered to utter.

You hummed in agreement, “Will do.” You replied, immediately finding the photo in your saved pictures and scrolling down your friends list until you found Tsukishima; he wasn’t too low down since you recently asked him for the answers to the Maths homework - he said no, of course, but it was worth a shot.

“I’m feeling kinda bummed so y’know what I am gonna do?” You spoke and without giving Tsukishima a moment to respond, you answered your own question. “Check your Snapchat username, it always makes him laugh.”

Tsukishima’s blood ran cold and his eyes widened at the mention of his username on Snapchat, “(Y/N). Do not--”

“Dinoguykei!” You exclaimed rather loudly, tears of joy pricking at the corners of your eyes as you cackled upon repeating his username to yourself - absolute gold.

“I was, like, 11 when I made it! Give me a break.” He spat, sticking out his bottom lip momentarily before pulling his headphones back over his head to clasp his ears so he no longer had to listen to your ‘annoying-ass laugh’, as he called it. There was clearly no music playing from his headphones and he acted as if he couldn’t hear you when he had them on despite the fact that they were clearly not noise-cancelling - this was a move he pulled often which you liked to call ‘blocking out the a haters’ as he would do that exact thing whenever you said something to displease him..

“Really?” You raised an eyebrow, flicking his fake-ass SOMY headphones but since they were made of wurtzite boron nitride or something like that, they hit you right back, resulting in your hissing and quickly pulling your hand away. “Do you think that your crusty, dollar store headphones can prevent my noise from reaching your ears? I think the fuck not.” 

“I-”

“If you want me to buy you new ones, just ask. How much were they? Or are they hend-me-downs?” You inquired without missing a beat, it wasn’t often that you managed to tease Tsukishima which such flow consecutively so you were obviously going to make to most of this opportunity while you had it.

“They are from the dollar store but I didn’t buy them.” Tsukishima mumbled but loud enough for you to hear, he lowered his head and desperately tried to resist the sly grin which tugged at the corners of his lips as all the memories came flooding back to him. “You were there, weren’t you?” 

“No.” You replied simply but immediately realising what Tsukishima was talking about and leaning in closer to him, “Is Tsukki a criminal?” You sung while wiggling your eyebrow playfully at him. 

Tsukishima scoffed, once again lowering his headphones from his ears back down to his neck. “As if you aren’t, with all the stuff you stole from the supermarket.” He hissed while trying not to laugh as he recalled the time you tried to sneak out passed security by shoving food under your shirt so you looked pregnant - and they fucking fell for it! Or  maybe they were just too lazy to bother calling you out, either way you got away with it though. “And this is what you said before bolting out of Forever21 with sunglasses in your bra - verbatim: ‘If it is a chain, it’s free rein.’.” 

You wiped an imaginary tear from your eye as you heard those words leave Tsukishima’s mouth, “Beautiful-” You mused, about to go on to tell him about the other economic benefits of stealing from large corporations until he cut you off to correct you as always.

“So, you were wrong. These headphones were not a dollar, they were free.” 

Of course, Tsukishima never talks to you without the intend of either insulting you or proving your wrong in some way/argue with you. So why would this be any exception?

“Anyway,” Tsukishima began, his gaze shifting around the room rapidly in search of the biology teacher, “Where is that bitch? I’m ready to dissect the fuck out of that lamb heart if he just gets his ass over here immediately. He always does this.” Tsukishima huffed as this was far from the first time he had been let down by the biology teacher, as well as all of his classmates.

In fact, the whole class had basically mutually agreed that the biology teacher was shit as almost everyone in the class was failing due to his horrible teaching - or lack there of. Tsukishima was the only one passing because he had a tutor but he was still averaging 60% - a C - which was way too low for his liking. 

Also, the biology teacher had a habit of making false promises - for instance, there was that one time he said the class could use whiteboards to create model cells so he rushed out the room to ‘go get the whiteboards’ and didn’t come back. Instead of getting the whiteboards, there was a rumour going around the school that - with the assistance a foreign language teacher - he conducted a different kind of biological experiment in the janitor’s cupboard. 

Be that as it may, all my homies hated the biology teacher..until today, when he actually pulled through with the goods.

He came marching into the class holding a pale bag filled with a dark, red substance and quickly placed it on his desk. “Right, troops. Get yourself a partner, come ‘ere and grab a lamb heart then remove the tricuspid valve for me, will ya?” He panted, rubbing his forehead and bringing attention to his bright red face. He was seemingly out of breath yet nobody has ever seen him run before; was he that tired from walking to the storage cupboard and back?

“Sir, do we dissect it with out hands or?”

The teacher shrugged, grabbing his bag and slinging it over his shoulder before rushing out of the room. “I don’t know, sure? Or maybe use a spatula or something. Right, BRB, guys.” Just like that, he was gone. Probably to go rail Tsukishima’ foreign language teacher in the privacy of his own home or something. ‘Ew.’ Tsukki shuddered at the thought. 

“I’ll go get us a heart.” He said, getting up from his chair and about to make his way over to the teacher’s desk until you giggled, asking, “Who said I wanted to partner up with you?” 

Tsukishima rolled his eyes, checking the time on his phone and spoke without averting his gaze from the path in front of him, “You’ve not got much of a choice.” With that, he slinked off to the front of the class to grab a heart and hopefully a spatula too. 

Your mouth was left agape at his comment, mostly because you were unable to decipher what he meant by that; curse his naturally sarcastic-sounding tone! Perhaps that was his way of trying to hit on you by saying he wouldn’t allow you to partner up with anybody else - or it could be a jab at the fact everyone in this class hates you for one reason or another.

“Some knob took the last spatula so I guess you’re using your hands.” He grumbled, dumping the heart which was packed in a thin, clear plastic bag onto your desk. Crossing his arms over his chest before sitting back down at his own table, pulling out his phone and about to start playing some music until you realised what he was trying to do and instinctively flicked his arm.

“What?” He hissed, jerking his head around to shoot you a deadly glare. You stuck your bottom lip out to form a pout but then you remembered that he finds your pouty face funny and right now you were trying to be intimidating so you quickly switched to a scowl. “You’re the one who wanted to dissect the stupid thing, you do it!” You roared, slamming the lamb heart onto his desk then leaned back in your chair, folding you arms over your chest in a bad-tempered manor.

Tsukishima’s expression softened slightly as he looked over, doing his best to stifle a chuckle at how silly you looked with a scowl on your face - like grumpy cat, in a way. “Why are you so mad?” He asked monotonously, shifting his gaze onto the heart on his desk, hesitantly reaching out to unzip the plastic bag which it was packed inside. 

You shrugged your shoulders, biting your lip as you looked down at your hands, shocked at how white your knuckles had become from holding a fist for so long. “My bad, Tsukki.” You said in a low voice, embarrassed at how his simple actions had pissed you off so much. “I guess I am just kinda frustrated with this whole class - mostly the teacher. I mean, we’re literally all doing horribly and instead of helping he just gives us a fucking lamb heart to dissect like what good does that--”

Suddenly, you felt something cold and slimy splat against your elbow, leading to a small gasp escaping your mouth as you instinctively whipped your head over to see what it was - however, as soon as you laid your eyes on it, you wished that you hadn’t. 

A high-pitched shriek left your mouth, immediately gaining the attention of almost the whole class but once the turned heads realised how uneventful the situation actually was, they went back to what they were doing prior to your scream. 

Tsukishima winced slightly in reaction to the shrill sound that left your mouth - “Oh, shut up.” He snapped, rolling his eyes at your - in his opinion - melodramatic reaction. “It’s just a bit of lamb heart; here, I’ll get it off for you.”

As soon as you realised what you had just done and the reaction it had evoked, you slapped your spare hand over your mouth but without averting your gaze from the god-forsaken piece of meat which clung committedly to your forearm. “Tsukki.” You tried to sound angry but the fear was still clear in your voice, “Why would you do that?” Although you hadn’t seen him do the deed, you were almost 100% this was the work of him flicking the wretched lamb muscle onto your arm - this theory was reinforced by the fact the plastic bag was lying wide open on his desk.

Tsukishima laughed, leaning over to pick the bit of heart off of your arm then proceeded to flick it away to some other poor soul’s desk. “There we go. Happy now?” 

You growled - something your friend had taught you to do whenever you were mad - shooting daggers at the lanky megane sitting in front of you while he wore a sly grin which just made you want to punch him right on the nose. “What the fuck was that for?” You snarled, “You know how much I hate blood.”

Tsukishima wheezed, he genuinely couldn’t tell if you were being serious or not, “Then what are you doing in a biology class?” His question was barely audible through his gasps for as well as the sound of him slapping him knee.

You clicked your tongue, wiping the excess lamb juice off of your arm, “Joking.” You droned, turning to eye the heart on his desk. “Go on, dissect the thing.”

#tsukishima x reader

[cloveroctobers]

GENEVIEVE ALIU —

IG info/bio: @/genevealiu1 | 19k followers | currently on a journey as a junior doctor living in 🇦🇺🤎 | blm.card.co🖤 | sk💛

26 years of age

Born and raised in Glastonbury, England

Pisces sun? + libra moon?

Mother is Guyanese and works for a non-profit organization

Her father is Nigerian and works in property management

has one older brother who is a Prosthetist and resides in Nigeria with his pregnant fiancée

She can’t wait to be a auntie!!!

And a younger sister who is a medical laboratory technician

To say the least, their parents were happy that their children fell into the medical field. Based on their cultures it was a honor to have their children in these professions

Vieve grew up with a sassy demeanor and her parents have old videos on their camcorders to prove it lol, it never fails that the pair brings out the embarrassing vids during the holidays but vieve genuinely appreciates them 

Although thanksgiving is a RACIST American thing, vieve never misses the opportunity to share what she’s thankful for in life and counts all of it as blessings! But it’s still fuck the pilgrims

Has held a friendsgiving before, loves any moment where she can host gatherings or attend them! either is quite fine. She loves being around people

the only time she likes to look back on the past is to see how she and her family carried themselves then and how the evolved into who they are now, it’s interesting to see

Loves “how it started vs how it’s going” posts and might have participated in a few

Always knew from a young age that she wanted to help people in some way, she was always doing something to help around the house and especially her aging/sickly grandparents

Felt offended that many people around school that she thought were her friends would stab her in the back labeling her as this “fake saint” since she rather spend her time volunteering instead of going to house parties in hs

Don’t get it twisted, she still went to those too & had her fun but definitely felt like it was the same routine and nothing ever felt fulfilling at these functions after awhile

Well known with all the cliques around school but had her own group of friends that fit into many of those cliques but she never felt obligated to stick to one social group. If you were nice and cool with her, she was the same to you, if you weren’t? Depending on her mood, she’d ignore you/say things under her breath or be “fake nice” as a form of being the bigger person

Has a curly hair routine that she consistently follows (after struggling to find the right products to make them flourish) and gets annoyed with if her curls don’t turn out the way she knows they can, it’s always frustrating when things don’t turn out the way you want them to but isn’t afraid to at least try

Three times is the charm! Is one of her mottos

loves bright colors, flowy attire, big hats, brimmed hats, bucket hats, berets, etc...

Has faced racism/prejudices and bullying growing up in public spaces—mostly school/uni & some of those same hatred actions online now that she’s dating seb

Because of that there were times where she felt insecure but deff grew to forgive, heal, and rise above the hate, she knows her worth

Has never been happier in a relationship than she is with seb, he’s her “moody long-haired, soft-hearted bby”

they’re both complete fools for each other and vieve is more vocal about her being in love/finding her soulmate whereas seb doesn’t mind showing it rather than speaking it—even tho he’s on a podcast but we mind our business okay?!

Seb is thinking of moving to Australia with vieve, he’s ready to risk it all for this woman, HIS woman 🤩

canon: gives more than she should/taken advantage of/not reciprocating in relationships... ex) how she dated a guy that she did everything for! especially financially and also struggled to find her worth but once she did? Her aura shined brighter than before— Ik chill out there Rocco

Also believes in loving yourself first to attract what you need in this world and found that in her career and seb. I hope they’re endgame! Since they’re the only couple I rooted for this season? Except for tai & ciaran maybe? They’re probably not endgame but whatever

They still get nervous/shy around each other even tho they’ve been together for months now + are in a long distance relationship which is too cute! I think since they’re in this for the long game they can look back on moments and still feel the way they felt in that moment. You know if you get the chance or have already heard elderly people talk about their relationships and how they get all starry eyed? That’s vieve & seb, that shit gets me right in my feels ew

Vieve’s love language is quality time, it’s what she shows and likes along with acts of service from her partner

Makes the best jollof rice & her fav dish is Metemgee

Trying to be on a plant-based diet only but will have her cheat days on occasion—mostly when she’s drunk and forgets her diet plan lmao that’s me getting double cheeseburgers or anything with dairy drunk af

now living in Australia, she tried to like vegemite but...the it’s a no for her, respectfully ofc! She never wants to disrespect anyone

besides the food, the atmosphere is much nicer since she feels like she’s on a holiday almost everyday and that there’s much more to see and do when she has the time

Loves the beaches and is thinking about surfing lessons

yes she enjoys those doctor shows and can agree that most scenarios are not the same as rl ofc but great question!

Since she’s a junior doctor now, and on her way to graduation! She feels so accomplished and having this chance to complete what she’s wanted her whole life in a different place, makes her super emotional

All those stressful all-nighters will be worth it. She mostly did it on her own but is nothing but humble and Is thankful to those that have helped her along the way, what kind of person would she be if she didn’t mention them?

and when COVID hit, she was one of many already on the frontlines. Her studies became altered but this wouldn’t stop her for her mission on this earth, this was her purpose and she knew we would conquer it all—but definitely has empathy and gets angry with how it’s being handled from time to time

She’s been exposed to it first hand which aboustely worries her parents, seb, her friends, and friends from the villa

Keeps up to date when all medical news, has a whole app dedicated to health

Learning French with some of her free time and is doing well at it

It was only natural for her to become closer to elladine since their men are homies and have a podcast together

They’ve hung out a few times on a double dates before the boat vacation & once just as girls before vieve left to Australia

Vieve is always offering advice but knows that every relationship is different and what works for her and seb won’t work for elladine and Nicky, she loves them together and knows everyone has bumps in the road

feels there’s some sort of tension between her and Harry now? Which she found a little off putting since they were supposed to be friends but she realizes that Harry has a condition but it’s also not an excuse for him to treat her shitty sometimes which he does and feels like it comes out of nowhere most times but he always apologizes yet vieve is slowly getting tired of this unhealthy habits

So they’re talking less these days, which he notices!

She wants Harry to find his happiness too! If he hasn’t found it in mc first that is

has met Tim— he’s a great laugh and seems like a nice guy—they follow each other, talia and jake in person when she was out with seb—they were also super nice and congratulated them on their win, she went up to miles once on a night out—he’s still a arsehole, priya reached out to her via dm about her new boutique that she wanted her to model in someday, Hope was just as stunning in person along with Siobhan, Chelsea & mc s2 were also kind, and a couple of the guys also wished her and seb well

She’s also noticed some of the shit talking coming from Elisa, Allegra, Lucy, and mc s1 (subtle shade from mc, basically about how vieve reacted if mc decided to give Harry a go but that was only brought to her attention thru fans) online but again, vieve peeped it and felt majority of it didn’t require a response. She was too happy in life rn and she had a man and they don’t

Plans to get a komondor, thinks they’re super cute! — seb does not “if you love me, you’ll love our child.” “It’s a bloody mop dog! And I’m a cat dad, you know that!” “Don’t talk about him like that, he’s got feelings just like your cat babies!”

I feel like she’s a matcha & Frappuccino lover, tries to keep her drinks simple and feels guilty when she has to make adjustments but the heart wants what it wants

Mini Countryman owner, she also drives like a “granny” better safe than sorry! She hates fast drivers, there’s absolutely no need for it!

Minimal makeup: eyeshadow, moisturizer, & a nude lip and she’s good to go

Secretly obsessed with among us, second life, and SIMS!!!

Celeb crushes? Heath ledger, Tyler posey, KENDRICK SAMPSON, Jordan fisher, Algee smith, Donald Glover, Mack Wilds, Khleo Thomas, Robert Ri’chard, Tahj Mowry, & Hasan Minhaj

Listens to: DaniLeigh, ABIR, Mary J. Blige, TORI KELLY, Us the duo, 11:11, Jacob Latimore, fifth harmony, joya mooi, & Greentea Peng, etc...

Anthem: The Cheetah Girls — Cinderella

#litg #litg3 #litg s3 #litg genevieve #litg moodboard #litg headcanons #litg headcanon #litg seb #litg Harry #litg mc #litg oc #litg elladine #litg Nicky #idk if I did her justice but my apologies to her and y’all if not lol #litg Tim #litg talia #litg jake #litg priya #litg hope

[splendidshinobi]

FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST 2003 LIVE REACT: EPISODES 6-10

back at it again with the white vans

episode 6: the alchemy exam

alrighty then

um mustang calling edward “ed” is EXTREMELY offputting

ohhhhhhh noooooo not shou tucker

FUCK

im wholly unprepared

them all being in central instead of east is low key jarring like my brain isnt computing it

alexander’s intro is basically the same 

nina bbyyyyy girl u deserved so much better

ed is such a fucking nerd...chemistry club modern au confirmed

god the more tucker talks the more i wanna beat his face in

al pretending to eat by tossing a potato in his armor i-

aww theyre playing in the snow theyre so pure

wonder how long thatll last

“bigger brother” and “little big brother” and ed doesnt even get mad

ed’s birthday party????????

A MELON? ED YOURE SO RUDE

so 03 had ed’s bday instead of elicia’s...CAUSE THEY GOT ELICIA IN THE WOMB

“it’s here!” “the tea?” “the baby!” hughes is a fuck head

ok so now they’re having elicia replace rush valley baby arc

this was winry’s time to shine in fmab i miss her 

if winry isnt here who is gonna birth this baby

oh my god they just realized ed can use alchemy without a circle

no wonder he’s been using circles this whole time

SO ELICIA JUST POPPED OUT????? WHAT

STUFF ALEXANDER IN THE ARMOR AND PRETEND YOURE A TALKING DOG???

“i dont think thats very funny” NO ALPHONSE IT IS NOT

THEY KNEW EXACTLY WHAT THEY WERE DOING WITH THAT ONE I SWEAR TO GOD IN THIS ESSAY I WILL

damn bradley what up homie

im so thrown off by the way theyre doing the exam omg

seriously what the hell is fuhrer bradley’s purpose right now is he even the fuhrer in this i feel like they wouldve mentioned it

oh lord ed is about to impress everyone with his clappy hands

ok so next episode is nina FUCK

episode 7: night of the chimera’s cry

havoc babeeee

im gonna marry him my himbo king

also can RIZA DO SOMETHING PLZ

“huhhhhhhhh nina” ew tucker that was weirdly gross

wonder why

cant do it cant do it

do we think jean kirstein was modeled after jean havoc slightly looks wise

was that purposeful 

ill have to google 

serial killer who only targets women?  it cant be scar...scar drinks respect women juice

barry or slicer bros maybe? um ok

why did we start with liore if they were just gonna hop right back into the past for a huge chunk of episodes idk

assessment day??? oh noodles

AL WHY DID YOU TELL TUCKER TO MAKE ANOTHER TALKING CHIMERA ALPHONSE NO

THE NOISE I EMITTED IM GONNA TAKE A LAP

im gonna FUCKING SCREAM

ed r u writing to winry??? that’s a bit out of character for u good sir

no tucker put that baby down

im gonna fucking SCREAM

aww he burned nina’s picture thats not sus at all

SHESKA!!!!!

wait does the ironblood alchemist know what tucker did to his wife? thats kinda the vibe im getting

SCARRRRRRRR

looking like a pirate too damn

his voice sounds different is that j michael tatum 

apparently not it was dameon clarke in 03 ya learn something new everyday 

ew elicia has a lot of hair for a FUCKING NEWBORN

ed really is such a cynic very suspicious of everyone as he should be really

basque grand knowS SOMETHING

oh jesus oh fuck oh god please do not TOUCH THAT BABY

ed and al snuck back in to the house well u know what its for the best

OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

im gonna cry again please god no

FUCKING DIE SHIT HOLE

she’s hurting? oh my god

my sweet angel

ew his eyes!!!!!!! 

tucker is such a fucking failure...like look at the chimera squad and greed’s theatre troupe being the way they are. ugh it really hits how fucking unfair it is 

ed was really about to split them? boy you know better

where is nina going...im hurting

ed really tried to save her in this one

SCAR KILLS NINA IN THE STREETS???????? SIR

thats different

oh snap 

oh FUCK

SCAR WHY DID YOU LEAVE HER BODY LIKE THAT

THE WAY SHE WAS ARRANGED ON THE WALL THAT WAS FUCKED UP

AND THEY FOUND HER LIKE THAT???? AT LEAST IN BROTHERHOOD THEY DIDNT HVE TO SEE HER CORPSE ARE YOU SHITTING ME?

that was fucked.

episode 8: the philosopher’s stone

can yall get ed and al away from nina’s fucking MURAL 

get out of the car mustang

finally jesus christ

roy mustang talking about healthy coping mechanisms dont make me laugh but alright baby boy go off i guess?

im curious about who this goddamn serial killer is though lets turn to that plot thread

r u kidding me

mustang is making ed and al take over tucker’s research?? thats actually wildly messed up

oh tucker was straight executed that’s a choice i guess

tucker and the philosopher’s stone sounds inaccurate but ok

ed please stop being mean to your brother

03 mustang has got me reaching for a fucking baseball bat on GOD

scar and edward having this conversation right now i literally cannot

WINRY yes bitch

BRADLEY WHAT IN TARNATION

JESUS LORRRRRRDDDDDDDDDDDD

alphonse shut your mouthhhhhhhhhhh

im so confused what is bradley up to

“alchemists are not cold blooded murderers?”

i mean

kimblee would beg to differ for one

whos this creepy lady 

her voice sounds familiar

barry’s food shop?

the killer is barry ok got it

IS BARRY DISGUISED AS A WOMAN

I KNEW THAT WAS JERRY JEWELL’S VOICE

WELL I KNEW IT SOUNDED FAMILIAR AT LEAST

WINRY GET OUT OF THE FUCKING TRUCk

has PINAKO TAUGHT YOU NOTHING

ok so i VASTLY prefer suit of armor original manga canon barry

this is such an odd plot what in fuck

um OW the meat cleaver

im so confused this fucking plotline

oh hey alphonse nice of you to show up!

is barry still gonna become a suit of armor later on

it makes NO SENSE to introduce him otherwise 

everytime i see 03 mustang i wanna beat his ass HONESTLY

literally i will shove my foot up his ass

fullmetal here we go

ed thinks he’s so punk rock 

oh great scar’s seen the watch

episode 9: be thou for the people

ed you simp buying winry all this stuff my edwin heart is ascending

SIMP SIMP SIMP

“mr. elric”?? you mean MAJOR ELRIC

to be fair though fuck the military

YOUSWELL??? oh LORD

im gonna need to read a full chronology of this show

 alphonse continues to be a precious angel 

where’s my boy yoki!!!!!

edward you idiot don’t go flaunting your money

woof woof ed

al looks so offended by ed saying they just met

whereas in brotherhood didnt he totally throw ed under the bus??? 

a choice to be sure

ah there he is hello yoki

who’s the chick

shes a lesbian

yoki makes me miss my baby girl mei chang

mei where r u

WAS THIS MILITARY DUDE REALLY ABOUT TO CUT DOWN A CHILD??? oh my god

hawkeye getting a promotion yes bby girl

jesus theyre transferring them to east now OKKKKKAY thats not how it happened it the book but ill take it....just doing it the opposite way i guess

who is lyra who is she

cute some military bribery 

umm lyra what the fuck did you do

lyra is a homunculus im callin it now

they definitely invented/changed up some homunculi in fact im certain they did and shes one of em. gotta be

i feel like 03 wrote ed as much more insensitive towards others than he really is...just a vibe im getting

i know he was faking for the townspeople’s sake but i still get this vibe from other instances 

i mean i cant say its not “canon” because its 03 canon

anyways what a show off

i cant believe theyre going to east...fuery and breda better be there

ok finally some answers on their ages....ed got his license at 12 like normal and nina and youswell were when he was 12...liore was 15, 

if they didnt flash the ages on the screen id be lost honestly

at least we’re back up to “present day”

episode 10: the phantom thief

ed saying he doesnt wanna see mustang

same

03 mustang is activating my fight or flight and im choosing fight

ed cheating at cards totally checks out

um who the fuck is this woman

what is she wearing

SERIOUSLY WHAT IS THAT CUTOUT MAAM HOW DO YOUR C**CHY LIPS NOT POKE OUT

idk but this is fem!hisoka

“hey shouldnt we talk first” after getting handcuffed??? christ almighty these innuendos

siren??????? siren is probably also a “fake” homunculus

ugh

ok so the nurse is siren

ya aint slick girly

alphonse control your crush

I REFUSE!!!! ALMEI RIGHTS

why is al’s hair so brown in this flashback anywayssss

oh its spelled psiren ope

like she’s literally a batman villain...

oh my god...............the tiddy grab. my son would never

my son is respectful

is this her homunculus tat or just a random alchemy tat

the added plotlines and original content continue to confuse and astound me every single time....

ok but if psiren really was doing this for the hospital she wouldnt be so flashy about it. like thats how you get caught sweet cheeks

girly stop flirting with this child on god im gonna fucking kick you

now shes a nun????????????????

Shes a fucking troll i hate her

im going to kick alphonse into the sun 

oh great now shes a teacher

wow shes a savior. the savior of amestrian venice. greatttttt

ed looking exactly like this emoji on this gondola rn 🧍‍♀️

STOP FLIRTING WITH THE CHILD 

GOD THIS IS SO BATMAN VILLAIN ESQUE

alphonse plzzzzzzzzzz she aint your girl

ok so probably not the last we see of this ding dong con artist

ok so its starting to get muddy. im scared the 03 stans are gonna come after me like i do like it and im having fun watching it but some of the plot and characterization choices are just....odd??? idk i gotta keep going though!! im sorry i just stan arakawa and her work in all her glory!!!

#carol watches fma03 #fullmetal alchemist #carol's remaining brain cells #this is fun for me and no one else #whatever i dont care about anyone else on this website anyway #this is my stupid hole

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KiriBaku General Headcanons

Prompt: if you want headcanons let me know, homies ~~~

💥🗿Half the class is shocked (“Human sunshine boy is dating who???”)

🗿Other half is surprised it didn’t happen sooner (“So Bakugou is gonna chill out now?”)

💥Sometimes Bakugou helps Kirishima style his hair if he’s having trouble with it

🗿Kirishima absolutely doesn’t stand for bullying so he deffo forced Bakugou to apologize to Deku

💥Bakugou would like to steal Kiri’s shirts and basketball shorts but is way too embarrassed and ashamed of himself to outright ask

🗿So he steals them in the dead of night

💥Secretly made keys to each other’s dorms behind Aizawa’s back

🗿Aizawa knows he’s just not interested because “Bakugou can’t get pregnant”

💥Kiri buys them matching bandannas and crocs so they show how much they love each other through clothing

🗿Meanwhile Bakugou gives Kirishima shit like tiny cacti and money because that’s all he knows how to express his appreciation

💥Bakugou writes really weird poems about Kirishima but because he doesn’t know how to handle emotions they’re all aggressive and mean 

🗿EX: “I wanna kiss your stupid fucking lips/Our love is the best thing I’ve ever known even though you’re dumb as shit”

💥If they ever run into Kiri’s old bullies, it’s over because even though Bakugou cares about the law he knows making people cry through thinly veiled insults isn’t illegal

🗿Katsu’s rude to people less but only because Kiri once threatened to not give him smooches for a month

💥Kirishima becomes an honorary model (alongside Katsu) for the Bakugou parents new designs 

🗿Nicknames from Kiri to Baku are usually: Hot Buns, Blondie, Sweetums, Hunk-a-bunk

💥Nicknames from Baku to Kiri go: Puppy, Himbo Man, My World, Fuckface

🗿Almost never text but it’s only because Bakugou much prefers to hear Kiri’s voice when they talk (and Kiri often forgets to respond, leaving people on read)

🗿💥Katsuki hates apologizing with words partially because he’s a little bitch but mostly because he feels like his words are never enough so he usually makes Eijiro breakfast in bed or silently dotes on him for a day or two after a fight

#bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #katsuki bakugou #katsuki #bakugou #eijiro kirishima #eijiro #kirishima #kiribaku #eijiro kirishima x katsuki bakugou #kirishima x bakugou

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9. Part 2

I am just thinking to myself now, why did I invite Mel when I have no intention of staying downstairs. I will let Mijo play with her, he has nothing better to do anyways. I can’t stay away from the crib for too long now, I don’t have house sitters and my dog’s need feeding. I can be away for a day or two but that is it “did you have a good time in Vegas though?” Mel asked in the back, tapping on my Instagram, let’s see what’s popping on this “yeah it was good, people expected me to do fucked up shit but I kept myself to myself. My homies are still there, they don’t have anything else better to do” squinting my eyes at Robyn, she really posting pictures like this like she ain’t got a photoshoot. She look sexy but I am annoyed, I can’t contain this anymore. Exiting out of my Instagram and tapping my messages.

To: Robyn

From: Chris

You got time to post pictures but not be here for my birthday? After everything I did for you because your boyfriend fucked yours up! Nothing will make up for what you did! Don’t even speak to me and take your shit out of my crib!

Pressing send and dropping my phone in my lap, I wanted to throw my phone there but I didn’t. Mijo pulled up outside my gate, letting the window roll down so he can enter the code for the gate “they are such bums, you do know that right?” the gate opened for him “I do, but they make me laugh so what else you want me to say” so glad to see my home so I can just sleep, I don’t know why I just want to sleep. I think it is because of how shit my birthday has become, I just don’t want to care. I just want my birthday to be over with so sleeping will make that happen, so I think anyways. My phone buzzed in my lap, she was quick.

From: Robyn

To: Chris

Don’t be an ass to me when I have things to do! You can keep my shit there

Frowning down at the text, I will throw her shit in the streets I don’t care. Writing a message back to her.

To: Robyn

From: Chris

I am changing my codes, your things will be on the streets! How dare you forget my birthday and send a little stupid happy birthday. Forget you! I can’t believe you

Pushing the door open in annoyance “come on in Melissa, make yourself at home” making my way through the lobby “I will thanks, you better have some good snacks here” pulling my jacket off, I am so annoyed with life right now. Walking over to my light switch, yanking the jacket off from my arm “make yourself at home anyways” putting the lights on “your home is so dope though” throwing my jacket to the side in annoyance, mean mugging the floor “women!” I spat feeling so stressed “surprise!” hearing people shout, I stopped abruptly looking up in shock. Seeing Jen, her husband and Robyn. Seeing my living area filled with banners and balloons “aww my baby he was all angry, I didn’t forget!” my face slowly dropped in shock “I have been busy Chris, busy shopping for you” I feel all choked up now “I thought you forgot” I mumbled, she shook her head “never baby, I came here for you that is it. I wasn’t even at a photoshoot, I was here while you were away” wrapping my arms around Robyn “aww look at him, he doesn’t even know what to say. He was texting saying he is throwing her things out, now look” Jen said, I feel bad now “I missed you so much” if I squeeze Robyn anymore I think she will stop breathing “I love you so much Chris, my baby’ birthday!” feeling Robyn pressing kisses to my neck.

Shaking Jen’ husband hand “Jen said to come, I know that you both are trying to keep things a secret. I wasn’t going to say no when Rihanna is cooking, she makes good food” stepping back “yeah she does, I guess you read the meltdown I had. She had the nerve to post pictures and I was like hell no” Robyn held out a glass of whiskey to me “thank you annoying ass” taking the glass from her “well Chris, I couldn’t tell you. I had to keep things a secret, it’s so hard to do things and I feel sad because there is not many people here” taking a sip from the glass shaking my head “this is what means the most babe, I just want people that can be here for me and be happy for us. It’s small but I appreciate it, I get to chill with y’all. Thank you” looking down at Robyn, pressing a kiss to her lips “I love you baby, thank you” kissing her lips again “I love you too” I am so happy.

Robyn keeps on giving me drinks, I am about to be drunk. I need to calm my ass down but this food will hopefully soak up the drink “so when are you both getting married? I really want to know” Jen asked wiping her mouth with the napkin “erm, I don’t know. People need to know we are together yet, I think Robyn wants the family to know but Jen. You know that I am not liked, you know it” Jen sat back in the chair “well you can’t fight fate, y’all love each other too much. When Robyn said it, when I knew you was sniffing around I knew it. I see my girl happy so who am I? I think maybe you need to show that you are real with it, I love what Rihanna told me, she said y’all are waiting it out. Better that way, I think maybe you need to be there or forget the world and just run away and do it” she shrugged “I will do that now, I can never let Robyn go. Not again, the food was beautiful thank you” looking over at Robyn “she is all ready to be a wife now, ain’t you?” Jen teased, Robyn sighed out “this is my time” she is right, it is her time.

Mijo and I stared at each other “nah, I am not having my thigh on his thigh” shaking my head, Robyn and her stupid drinking games, she is getting me drunk or maybe herself but I have done more drinking “well y’all gotta have a shot!” Jen pointed shouting “or I can change my motherfucking partner? I aint gay, why can’t I have Rihanna!?” Jen passed me the shot “nope, if we say attach your penis inside the vagina you would do it, you need boundaries so drink up” downing back the shot “done, I want to change partners, please” I don’t want Mijo “ok, ok. Can we just not play. I want to show Chris his gifts” Robyn has finally come back “forget the gifts, just come and sit on my lap” waving her over “no, come. I want to show you something. Forget it here is my first gift”” she held the bag up, shuffling off the couch. Sitting on the edge of the couch, placing the shot glass down. Robyn sat down next to me “so gift number one” she held the bag out to me “is this another engagement ring? You sent me another one for nothing” taking the bag from her “no, just look” reaching into the bag “you know I didn’t want anything, I am good like this” taking out a brown glossy box, seeing the Rolex sign. Smiling at Robyn “this gift, actually Mel and Jen put in” frowning “money?” I questioned “yeah, well. They wanted to pay and I said no, they wanted to get you it” I am shocked “wow” opening the box, the watch was already gleaming in the light “shit, this must have been a million?” taking the diamond encrusted Rolex “it was expensive, I want my man glistening in the light” placing the watching around my wrist “wow, this is beautiful as fuck. Thank you all so much, wow. I appreciate it so much. Come on ladies, give me a hug” pressing a kiss to Robyn’ forehead before getting up to hug Mel and Jen.

I hate this blind folding shit, I am not here with the shits “Chris, stop it. Just give me your hand!” Robyn yelped out, scrunching my face up. Holding my hand out, feeling Robyn take my hand “just walk slowly as I pull you along” I hate this shit, do I have to be blindfolded. Using my free hand reaching forward, moving my hand to the side “seriously Chris!?” Robyn spat, I chuckled “oh shit, your head, sorry. Ok Proceed” let me not do that again, she will cuss my ass out. I hit her head with my hand “are we going outside?” I said aloud “why is it so quiet” touching the side of the wall “he is here” Robyn said, my shoulder hit into something “shit!” I spat, touching what I hit and it’s a door “why are you like this” Robyn held my free hand, pulling me along with both of my hands “you’re so cute, just please do not move when I place you where you need to be ok?” I hate taking orders “is this kinky? Will you be naked? Are we having pool sex? Am I walking into an orgy?” Robyn let my hands go “always lowering the tone” Mijo shouted, pulling a face “forget it, this ain’t no orgy. Unless Jen is here? I don’t mind a little bit of Jen” hearing her husband groan out “he talks too much” busting out laughing, I’m nervous and I don’t like this because I am scared of the unknown, it’s weird.

Feeling someone behind me, the blindfold became lose. Squinting my eyes as the blindfold came away from my face, blinking several times seeing two cars on my drive “surprise baby, these are for you” Robyn stood at the side of me “you got me these?” I pointed, walking over to the cars in shock “oh shit” seeing the all black Rolls Royce “this is the Black Badge edition, oh wow! How!?” touching the side of the car “this is beautiful” I am in shock, she really got me a car “I didn’t know what the hell they did, I just paid for it but I know my man likes to be called Lamborghini Breezy so I went to the dealers and got you the newest model” placing my hands on the side of my face “this is so fucking beautiful, oh my god!!” I screamed out running around the Rolls Royce “oh my god!! Look at this nigga!” I shouted to Mijo, pulling the car door up “I feel so hard seeing this” the words slipped out of my mouth “you boys, god. It’s only a car!” Mel shouted, touching the seat “it’s a Lamborghini Centenario Melissa! Get it right!” I feel so emotionally happy.

Turning to Robyn “did I do good?” She said smiling “you did more than good, you did amazing. Oh god, I can’t wait to drive them. You know me, I love cars” I am just in shock, placing my arm around Robyn “I got the Rolls Royce because you know when we have a family, you can drive that” licking my lips looking down at Robyn “well I got a surprise for you too” looking up seeing Mel recording, she been recording everything “what is it now?” Robyn looks a little nervous “you can come off contraception, let’s start a family” hearing Mel and Jen gasp “awwww” Mel said “really?” Robyn said half shocked “yes really, we can start. We don’t know how long it can take but who are we to stop a blessing” turning to Robyn “don’t cry, you are an emotional wreck” Robyn face planted into my chest sobbing out, placing my arms around her “I am so happy for you guys” Mel joined in on the hug “same, I love you annoying assholes” Jen placed her arms around us.

I am expecting some sex but Chris is busy being a mess, I mean I am glad he is a mess in his own home but I didn’t want him drunk. Watching him and Jen gyrating, Jen is awful “ok, can you please not give him anymore drinks!” I shouted over the music “boo, shut up boring bitch!” Jen waved me off, well I want some damn sex. I don’t even care, I will have his drunk ass give me dick still. Sitting down at the bar stool, this has been so stressful. I have been taught about cars, speaking about shit I don’t even know. Then I had to keep it a secret, the car dealer thinks those cars are for me when I can’t even drive here. Looking over at Chris rolling my eyes, I didn’t want to drink because I wanted to get freaky with him but the girls had other plans, unlocking my phone ignoring the message from my team. Tapping on Instagram, I honestly forgot I still follow Adam. Let me unfollow him real quick, I am so glad I left that guy. Anyways back to my timeline, smiling at the picture Mel put up. This bitch sitting in my man’ new car, sliding across her pictures, she is being too obvious. You can actually see his art, I hope they don’t clock it. Stupid woman, tapping on my camera and flipping the camera to my face. Poking my bottom lip out taking the picture of my face, captioning the picture ‘When my dick appointment is drunk and I am sober, can I still fuck when he is drunk? Or is that classed as Rape? #BadGalGoneGood #IAmSadAF #DickTooBombINeedMore #IHadKinkyThingsToWear #BitterBitch’ I am actually sad about this.

Everyone in this room is drunk besides Mijo and I “how did this happen?” I asked him “I wish I knew sis, he is a mess. I think it’s funnier that he trying to act normal, Jen’ man is mad cool though” I wonder where he is going, god knows where his top has gone now “Rihanna” slipping off the bar stool, Chris calling me Rihanna now “you messed up my dick appointment” I pointed, he looked at me all dumbfounded “dick!” I spat, he nodded his head “I can give you dick” he slurred out “yes, sure. Maybe next time, where are you going?” I think I just want him to go to bed and sleep it off, he is stripping off too “no, no, no I’m fine. I need pee, it’s there” he shrugged, he is cute “ok, you go to pee” he widened his eyes falling back a little, grabbing his hand “I love you! I wish I wasn’t loved, money gave me nothing. I would come to Barbie, Bar…..” he paused “Barbados?” I finished off for him “yes, I tell mom we marry. You think I can love, I don’t want to hurt” he is talking so much shit “Chris’ it’s fine, you want me to go with you to pee?” he shook his head, letting his hand go but he stubbled again.

He is so fucking lucky I love him “Chris, seriously. You’re fucking heavy and you need to pee in the toilet” I don’t like this drunk Chris, is this what I am like. He keeps on resting on me, I am struggling here. His dick all out and I am just here “ok lean forward and place your hand on the wall” this could work, I want to laugh but I won’t. He is finally peeing, I love this man and he is lucky “Robbie you there” he was about to move “no! I am here” if he pees on me I will scream, he is stressing me “sex, we have sex” he thinks “sure, you done now?” there is nothing coming out but of course more did, I swear I should have banned booze. Looking down at my nails hearing him stop, looking up at him. Chris pressed a kiss to my lips but fell forward, he moved back “thank you for that Chris” leaning down, his dick all in my face. Pulling up his pants and boxers “you’re going to bed, no more drink for you” pushing his dick inside the boxers, he is not doing anything but walk up those stairs.

Looking around his bedroom, I hate it here. I was hoping he would come to my place but no, he has fallen asleep ever so quickly. Placing the watch on the side table, this room gives me horrible vibes. Other women have been here, it’s not mine. Leaning down pressing a kiss to his head, I can’t stay here. Making my way out of the room, I would expect Chris to be the same if I had several men in a bed. I love him, I wish it didn’t be like this and I was his only woman he had. Making my way down the steps “they fell asleep” Mijo pointed, those bitches “all of them?” I said, look at the living area seeing all of my friends asleep. Mel deserves to be on the floor, she bailed on me and got Chris drunk and then Jen too “well can they stay? They have too, can you drop me off at home please? Are you staying here?” I want them to be safe too, I want my baby to be ok “yeah, I’ll come back here. Come” I am sad, I wanted him.

Mijo is funny, he is enjoying driving the Rolls Royce “this car is so damn beautiful, the blue and black interior. I want to keep it” smiling at Mijo “you both are like brother’s, I am sure Chris will let you use it” it’s a beautiful car I got him, it was worth every bit of money “you think he was happy?” I questioned “sis, if you saw that nigga earlier he was in a bad ass mood. He wanted to hit this, hit that. I can’t believe she did work on my day, it’s my day. He was bad, that nigga is happy. He didn’t expect two cars and he loves his cars and then the watch? What made them pay? That is so random” rubbing my hands against my thighs “I don’t know, it was so random. They both said it and I said really? I mean it’s Chris and they said. We have known that boy since he was sixteen, he is twenty-nine why wouldn’t we, that shut me up” Jen and Mel really shocked me “wow, it’s been that long. Y’all fuckers still playing around, how do you feel about him saying about kids to you” sighing out, I am going to be home alone tonight “shocked, I didn’t expect him to say it so freely and this quickly. I am so happy, me! Having a baby? Crazy” I cannot wait to be a mother “Joyce was saying it to him, she said why are you waiting. Find that girl, I know your heart is with Rihanna but you can always care again. Be a father, I think Chris realised he needs to take that step into fatherhood. It’s different and I get it, it’s just one of those things and even with me. Am I good enough, you just want to protect them” Mijo is right, it is a scary thing.

Mijo parked outside the door for me “you going to be ok here alone?” he asked, nodding my head “yeah, I can’t stay there. I just want to move in with him already, I feel stuck because if we do then it will leak out. I also want to marry him without anyone’s sadness or disagreements. I cancelled everything for him just so I can be with him, and I don’t regret it but I want to wake up to him. I want to be free but I don’t know how to break it to the world” I have been stressing about this a lot “fuck the world, how about that. You don’t owe anybody an explanation, you want to marry that man then do it. Family will accept it, get over it. Go about your life, don’t stop it. I know Chris has been making sure everything is being stopped, people getting sued and statements being retracted, do it. I say, well personally. Y’all been hearing too many people’s opinions, y’all let people strain your relationship. If your heart says marry him, then do it. You will see who your real people are, and can you both just move in? Just stop making things hard, live y’all life” Mijo giving out the good advice “and please don’t say what if your mom hates you, then she doesn’t want to see you happy if that” he took the words right out of my mouth “ok, I am going. Bye” let me leave him alone.

#Chrianna #Chrianna FF #Fanfiction

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24. Part 2

Sitting on the edge of the stage, staring at the very seats we will be in tomorrow. I am nervous, I hope this all goes to plan “how are you feeling about everything?” my manager asked me, looking away from the seats “good, I am blessed that they are doing this for me. I just want it to go all to plan” French walked over to me “bro, is there something you ain’t telling me?” rubbing my face smiling “a nigga about to propose” French placed his hand on my shoulder “oh shit, seriously?” he spat “yeah, I am doing it here. I called a few people to help, I know people are thinking it’s quick but bro. Have you seen my girl?” he nodded his head smiling “she is nice, the type that needs to be taken off the market” see he knows “I want the world to know, I can’t let that go. I am waking up next to a beautiful woman on a daily basis, I want to keep that forever” I end up talking too much when it comes to Rylee “shit is about to wild, I can’t wait now. Get to meet the woman herself too” pushing myself off the edge of the stage “keep ya eyes down too, she mine for the taking” hitting his arm “I see how it is, she a nurse too? She be healing you bro” busting out laughing “that sexual healing, you know how it is” dapping French “see you tomorrow” walking off with my manager.

Opening my car door “so next week New York?” my manager said, shaking my head “I got my daughter for a week now, she has ballet classes and a birthday party to go too. I also want to see if Rylee is free, I want her to model Black Pyramid. I want to make Rylee a name where she is bringing money in also, I know Dior asked but she keeps saying no. I am working on her, just need to bring her in on the team. Once shawty and I are married, I am going to integrate her name into Black Pyramid and she can deal with the women’s side and then she will get all the money. I have been thinking about this” my manager looked at me in shock “I can tell, she is blessed to have you. You will look after her. Well, let me know, I need to make sure the record label are on our side. See you tomorrow then, last day as a single man. This time tomorrow you will be engaged” stretching my arms out sighing out “I am excited bro, I am praying everything goes well” getting into my car “I am sure it will” closing my car door.

It’s late as fuck, I hope Rylee didn’t fall asleep in her family’s hotel room. Slowly walking the lobby, I am a little tired because I don’t sleep either. Jesus, this is going to be so exciting, my family saw me and was already celebrating. I was like what if she rejects me, I doubt it though because she loves me too much. I hope everything works out just right, my mom is happy for me to walk the red carpet with my new family and Royalty. I will meet them after, knocking on the hotel room door. I don’t really want to stay here any longer than I should, I need to sleep and look pretty as fuck tomorrow. I know it’s late as fuck but I hope they are awake still, hearing someone walking. The door opened “come on in” Harvey whispered “is she awake still?” walking into the suite “barely, she is curled up in a ball on the couch. She is annoyed that you weren’t picking the phone up” seeing Rylee on the couch, she has fallen asleep “I can tell she been doing that, her phone is in her hand. I went home and I left my phone, I guess she won’t be happy” I knew I should have went back home “no, that is women for you. Anyways, I am going bed. I was waiting for you to open the door, goodnight” he is leaving me with a moody Rylee “aight, goodnight” I am stupid, I should have got the phone.

Crouching down at the side of Rylee, I don’t know if to carry her out or wake her. Let me wake her, moving her hair back from her face “Rylee” stroking her cheek with my thumb, she is not about to wake up that easily but I know she hates one thing. Pinching her nose “mhmmm” she hit my hand away, chuckling at her “come on, I am here now” Rylee frowned with her eyes shut “go away” she mumbled, she is moody. Sighing out “right, I won’t win this but you are still coming with me” getting up from my positon, leaning down and placing my arm under her legs and then just under her back. Picking Rylee up from the couch “no, seriously put me back” she mean mugged me, ignoring her as I made my way out of the room “my shoes!” she spat, I don’t even care “I missed you so much baby” dragging the door back and quickly walking out of the door “this is embarrassing” she is saying that but she is the one that was telling me to go away.

The elevator pinged open, Rylee’ eyes are half shut “put me down” she mumbled, walking off the elevator “I will carry you to the car” she slapped my chest “put me down” she is so damn grumpy, placing her down on the ground barefoot “fine, you still walking to the car” walking ahead of her “oh my god, my feet Chris!” she yelped “pick me up” now she is asking to be picked up, I huffed at her “seriously, why would you put me down” is this girl being real, she told me too “right” Rylee placed her arm around my neck as I picked her up again “don’t speak to me” she quickly added, I wish I took my phone now because she is really not speaking to me “hmmm, you being mean to me” walking by the reception, the workers stared at us. There is some guys that were walking into the hotel, one of the guys held the door open for me “thank you” slipping by them “that was Chris Brown” one of them said, let me just keep on walking.

She is still sulking about the phone, she is really not speaking to me at all. I can tell she is sulking from the pout, also she angled away from me in the car staring out of the window, her arms crossed. I hate this silence, it is driving me crazy “I am sorry Rylee, I just forgot about my phone. I was just rushing out of the house, I had to pick something up and then I forgot. I remembered when I was in the car but I was nearly there, my bad. Stop being a spoilt brat” Rylee looked over at me frostily “I am not a brat!” she spat, I sighed out “well you are now, I get it. I am sorry, it won’t happen again” smiling in her direction before turning my attention back to the road “I called you so many times, I text you. I got worried and clearly you are drinking that lean bullshit that put you in hospital last time” looking down at my cup holder, I am so stupid “shit” I said aloud “I mean, that ain’t mine” Rylee gave me a blank look “ok, whatever. I rather go to my apartment and sleep on my own” I snorted laughing “what apartment?” I questioned “you mean the one that is back on rent?” Rylee’ mouth fell open “you didn’t? Ok, I hate you now” so she says.

I would like to call Rylee dramatic but then I am just asking for trouble “I guess you won’t sleep now, seeing as you had that shit. You know how bad it is for you? You had a Seizure and you are still drinking it, clearly you don’t love me as you say and you want to have a baby? This is why I will not do it, I am not about to be a single mother because you get killed over this shit! You won’t sleep tonight, bet my life on it” reaching over placing my hand on her leg “I do love you, I do. I just like get turned up a little, I was with the homies and it happens” Rylee hit my hand away “I was thinking so much shit when you wasn’t answering your phone when I know you do, I thought someone hurt you because you have no bodyguard. I will get over it but right now I am a little heated, I worry about you” licking my lips shaking my head “I still have that crazy ex after me what makes you think he won’t get to you, you have forgotten but I haven’t. You have people that dislike you because of me” Rylee worries too much, pulling into a gas station “you want anything?” she shook her head, opening the car door. Locking Rylee inside the car as I made my way inside, I need to get some cigarettes because she is about to stress me.

Placing my card in my pocket walking out with a Red Bull in hand, looking up ahead of me and seeing a guy waking by looking at my car. Pulling open the door as I walked out of the store, the guy that is staring into my car did a U-turn and walked up to the driver’s side window “the fuck you doing!?” I shouted, the guy turned around in a fright, he soon saw me and ran. Dropping my Red Bull to the floor as I ran, the guy got into the car at the end of the road. Still running towards the car he sped off, stopping at the end of the road as the car sped down the road. Breathing in and out, I know his face and I know that is Rylee’ ex “fuck!” I spat, turning around. Walking back towards my car, Rylee stared in shock. Unlocking my car door, pulling open my door “who was that!?” Rylee said all wide eyed “did you not see?” I questioned “I don’t know, I was looking at my nails and then I heard you shout and I saw the guy run” staring at Rylee, not knowing whether to tell her or not “who is it?” shaking my head, getting into my car “I don’t know, it was just some dude. Let’s just go” slamming my car door shut, I don’t want to scare her so I will keep it to myself.

I am in shock, I can’t believe that nigga was following us. I feel stressed, I feel like I am being watched now. I can’t be alerting Ryle with this, she will freak out. Looking in my rear-view mirror, I am so angry and shocked that he was looking in my car. The fuck was he going to do, I know that was her ex. Turning the corner, I want to go on a different route to my crib now “you look a little nervous, what is wrong?” Rylee asked “you talking to me now?” I retorted hopefully changing the subject, I don’t know how to feel about this whole situation at all “no” she said, of course she’s not “I think you are baby, come on baby. I miss you, I am sorry” pulling up on the side road “why are you stopping?” she questioned, I am only pulling up because I am anxious that he is following us. Looking around the area, locking the doors “I just want to talk to you, I love you baby. I apologise that I left my phone at home, I am sorry I had lean, I promise you that I will be with you when you are having our baby. It hurt me when you said you won’t have one with me, I am a good dad am I not?” Rylee sighed out rolling her eyes, she turned in the seat to face me.

“You are a good dad baby, I just don’t like you having this lean shit either. I just worry, I am sorry too” she apologised, looking behind Rylee again. I am so scared to lose my girl, someone wants her dead “my bad, I just want to know why you are so put off with having a baby?” I am intrigued to know this actually “it’s not you, it’s just me. I don’t know, I don’t feel right telling you” squinting my eyes in confusion at her “we will be married one day, I want to know all the weird shit. Talk to me, I want to know” she seems so reluctant in saying this to me “I have irregular periods, I have had this forever but when I got with you I started the pill. I wasn’t in a relationship so there was no reason for me to be on anything. The doctor wouldn’t do anything for me because I am not trying for a baby or having sex but I am now, that is why I am on that tablet. I am just scared a little, I am scared in struggling to have kids. I am scared ok, what if I can’t have a baby? What if my body can’t handle it, you won’t want me then will you?” why is she getting upset about this “stop it, I love you and if that happens then I am still going to be with you. I don’t know how periods work but being on the pill lessens chances right?” Rylee nodded her head “it does, but my mom had us four, even another one but she miscarried, she had normal periods but obviously, I got this. I don’t know Chris, I am scared to know the truth. I won’t know until I try.”

Licking my lips nodding my head, reaching over and holding her hand “we will do it together, I am sorry. I am annoying, I just want to get my way all the time” I am an asshole at times “babies, it’s something that is not on my mind, seeing my mom making a full recovery is what I want. She didn’t even get out of bed Chris, I had stay with her and then Kyrie was bored and he fell asleep crying about being bored. I don’t know what to do, you tell me what I do? I work with bad news all the time but I can’t even handle this, I am trying to be positive but that is my mom, what do I do without my mom? My dad does so much for her, I also feel like a bad daughter because I am not there. I am not there to help her but I am stuck here, I am so torn and I am just done with shit. I don’t know how this conversation escalated to this point but it has” Rylee shifted in the seat wiping her tears, imagine if I told her about who I just saw “everything just connects you know, I am scared already to go through that and my mom is just not well to help me. I am just forever worrying” I wish I could make her happy “I am sorry, I don’t help much” I probably add to her issues “no, you keep my mind off it, don’t say sorry. Honestly, I appreciate you. You and Royalty do take my mind off things, you make me smile and that is a good thing” let me start driving, I am sure that guy is gone hopefully “I will do anything to make you happy Rylee, I got you forever trust me” I hope tomorrow brings her so much joy, she doesn’t know what’s coming to her.

Pressing my phone to my ear waiting for Mark to pick his phone up, I usually have my gate open but I closed that and locked my whole home. Even my back-yard doors are locked, I don’t want to alarm Rylee either but I am just not happy. Poking my head around the door to check Rylee ain’t near the office, I think she is still having a shower “really Chris?” Mark said, I couldn’t help but laugh because it’s a stupid time “I am sorry, I just need to speak to you. I know you said you can’t speak to me about Rylee but that’s my girl” hearing Mark close a door in the background “proceed Chris, I am listening” I don’t think he is happy with me “so me and my girl went to the gas station, I locked the Range doors just because I was annoyed with her, we had a little disagreement. I got my things, walking out of the store and I see this guy walking by my Range and looking but kept walking. He then stopped and walked back, he was staring inside my car and I shouted. He looked at me and then ran, I chased him but he went in his car. The dude was Rylee’ ex, I ain’t tell her because I don’t want her to freak out as she didn’t see because she was busy looking at her nails, you know how women be” sitting down on my chair “did you not get a registration at all? The guy is very unstable Chris, you need to keep safe from this man while we move through the courts. Maybe we can get video footage of this, text me the gas station and I will handle the rest. I think we can track him being there, for now. Keep Rylee close by to you, seems like he won’t give up” I will murder the guy “will do, sorry about waking you. I just worry, he followed us so it worries me. Please get the restraining order done, night” I think I better let Mark sleep.

Staring down at the paper work, I was going to hold this back until after we get married but I don’t think I want to wait. I will make her sign this when we come back, I am doing shawty a party here with just close family so we can all be together, just get to know each other more. Rylee’ parents aren’t always here so why not, I think people will say I am crazy but I think I am not. I have always wanted a woman by my side that I can trust, I know Rylee will slay at this. This contract will give Rylee half of my Black Pyramid fortune, she will have control of the female side of it. I want her to have it “are you coming to bed?” I jumped at Rylee’ voice, opening the side drawer and placing the paper inside “let me guess, you can’t sleep” closing the draw and locking it “a little, I was thinking if we watch a movie and I might just fall asleep like that, what you think?” getting up from the chair “well I am actually ready to sleep but I will lay with you” she looks so damn fine in my tee “are you wearing any panties under this?” lifting the tee up a little “nope” she giggled turning around skipping away from me “good, easy access. You better bring that ass back here, I will be waiting for you in the living area. Sit on my face” I am obsessed with Rylee’ body “I am getting ablanket you horny dog, wait in there” we ain’t about to watch anything, that blanket will not be needed either.

#Chrianna FF #Chrianna #Fanfiction

[writing-in-riverdale]

day trips | cole sprouse

a/n: apparently you like cole one shots so i will deliver! a/n: apparently you like cole one shots so i will deliver!

prompts 6 “stop looking at me like that & 13 “i can’t believe you talked me into this”

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“you excited?” cole teases as we drive to our secret location “i can’t believe you talked me into this” i complain rolling my eyes.

cole had managed to talk me into modelling for him and i was extremely nervous, you never consider yourself very photogenic and you would almost never let cole shoot you it was always you taking photos of him.

you’d know each other for years yet everytime he begged he was always unsuccessful but this time something was different when he asks so you decided to give the poor boy a shot.

you were now sitting in the passenger seat of Coles jeep driving to what he likes to call his ‘secret location’. after 20 minutes of guessing and begging him to tell me where we were going he just replied with “it’s a surprise”.

“you know i hate surprises” i complain dropping my bottom lip at him “oh god please don’t look at me like that you know how i feel about that” he warns

i batter my eye lids and fake sniffling and i can see him fighting with himself to not look and give in “stoppppp” he drags out the ‘p’ and fake whines.

i break character and place me feet up on the dash my long legs catching some sun “you suck” i tell him grabbing my phone and switching the song.

i glance at the window as we head through fields “where the hell are we cole?” i ask slightly worried at the lack of life. “you’ll see” he smirks.

i take a few pictures on my phone before i find myself feeling more at ease with the whole idea, i catch cole staring at me in the corner of my eye as my hair whips around my face in the wind.

after a few more minutes we pull into a dirt park and we hop out, i glance around breathless “it’s beautiful” i mumble glancing at the scenery taking in the smell the sound and the atmosphere.

i hear the clicks of a camera but im too engrossed in the surroundings “i know” i hear him replying snapping pictures of me.

“so?” i ask shyly turning to face him “what do i do?”

i scuff my cons in the dirt and he chuckles at my awkwardness

“here” he chuckles grabbing my hand and walking me over the small hill to reveal a field of flowers and overgrown grass.

“just explore and ill take some pictures and then ill take you into the field okay?” i nod fiddling with the ends of my cardigan.

i do as cole says and take in all my surrounds reaching out and feeling the small leaves in my hands frolicking around the fields glancing back every so often to make sure coles still trailing behind me.

“okay let’s sit you here” he reaches out he’s hand and i take it stepping over a patch of flowers i sit where he instructs “okay and just pose ill take a few shots and see what the look like”

he starts off at a distance snapping photos and then inching closer to me “your doing really good” he mumbles letting me know that im doing something right.

i remove my cardigan leaving me in my white sundress, he lowers the camera and stares at me as i fiddle with my hair. i blush as he refuses to break eye contact “cole!” i complain “don’t look at me like that- it’s making me nervous-” i giggle nervously.

he snaps out of his daze licking his lips “sorry- uh maybe you should put the jacket back on-” he stutters clearing his throat, i look at him puzzled.

“what? too much skin” i tease pulling my hair to one side “yes a lot i it’s distracting” he finishes his Adam’s apple bobbling.

i let out a giggle my cheeks turning red as i clutch my stomach “are you laughing at me?” he asks the camera clicking “yes” i reply trying to catch my breathe.

i can hear his laughs as he moves his angle taking more photos before moving closer i lift my dress up a little further up my thigh and i see his eyes dart to my fingers before trying to look anywhere but my legs.

“your such a tease” he mumbles almost inaudible “what was that sprouse?”

“tilt your head a little and maybe play with your hair” i roll my eyes and follow his instructions noticing the redness tinting on he’s cheeks.

after another 20 or so minutes he finally told me i could have a break, i stood slowly brushing myself down getting all of the grass and flowers petals from my dress and hair.

i start toward cole watching my step when i hear buzzing i stop trying to find the source i spot a few bees hanging around me, i squeal and try and dodge them running blindly toward the dirt track.

my screaming must’ve got Cole’s attention because soon enough he was standing in front of my camera dangling from his neck and his hands on my shoulders “what’s wrong?” he asks worriedly.

i turn my head in search for the evil insects but no sign off them anywhere. “fucking bees” i tell him and he laughs at my distress.

i face him again and i notice that he’s hands where on my waist, i must’ve been too wrapped up in fear to notice them snake around me but now that they do i can’t seem to make eye contact with him.

a minute or so passes and he moves away from me looking out to the fields “do you-” i pause and he turns around

“do you ever get like nervous or flustered when your shooting with really good looking people? the models you shoot with well they’re models”

he slings the camera bag over his shoulder “well i mean no, not normally but there are certain times that i do, certain girls in pretty summer dresses” i glance down at my cons to try and hide my embarrassment.

“shall we go?” he asks and i nod “wanna give me a ride back” i ask sweetly placing my hands on his shoulders

“jump on” i squeak as he lowers himself down enough for me to jump around his hands finding my thighs to hold me up “sorry if im heavy” i apologise as we take the short walk to the car.

“please are you saying i am not strong enough” he scoffs pretending to take offence “well i mean-” i joke and he losses his grip so i slip a little before placing me on the floor in offence.

i decided to play with him and scream out falling out as i fall to the ground grasping my ankle, he turns around in a split second the smirk wiped off his face “oh my god”

he drops onto his knees “are you okay- what’s wrong- oh my god im sorry-” he rambles running his hands through his hair.

i break character and begin to laugh hysterically, he realises he fell for it and springs up picking m up by my waist and throwing me over his shoulder “thats it your dead”

i squeal trying to squirm out of his grip “put me down!!” i yell laughing at the brunette boy.

he places me on the bonnet of his jeep and stands inbetween my legs “admit it i got you good” i tease poking at his chest. he tries to fight the smile working it’s way across he’s face but fails miserably and starts laughing.

i take my hand and place it on his face and he inches closer hands on my thighs, i slip my hand down to the nape of his neck and pull his lips onto mine. he kisses back as he hands work they’re way up to my face mine go through his hair.

i pull away both of us panting for air “god i had no idea you could kiss like that-” he tells me surprised before re kindling our kiss my legs wrapping around his waist as the kiss turns into a make out sesh.

a car pulling up next to us in the only thing that stops us from continuing, i hide my face from the strangers cole still standing between my legs with his hands on my thighs. he smiles and greets the people awkwardly and waits for them to start down the trail before lifting me off the top of his car.

“to be continued” he mumbles kissing me.

i smile at him hopping into the passenger side, my feet up on the dash the music blaring his hand on my thigh and the wind in my hair as we make our way back home, i slip my hand over his and watch him as he drives the sunlight hitting his face thats when i realised, he is so out of my limit.

shoutout to @juggiexbets my homie give her a follow she’s forreal the cutest bean ever🌈💛🥂👱🏻‍♀️✨🤴🏼💐

#cole sprouse #cole sprouse x reader #cole sprouse imagines #riverdale #riverdale imagines #jughead #jughead jones

[loverdrew]

I Got Tagged

I was tagged by my four lovelies @dedicated-dolans @lane-switch-dolan @scuteedolans and @dylanobeminegrantgustin. I feel so cool omg but yeah and I tag: literally everyone who follows me because everyone I know and their mothers have already done this bc I got to this late ugh 

THE LAST -

1. drink: sunny D (my drink of choice)

2. phone call: my awesome cousin


3. text message: my ex...

4. song you listened to: MY BOOOOOOOO


5. time you cried: I cried on the inside today?

6. dated someone twice: more like 3 times

7. kissed someone and regretted it: hell fucking yes

8. been cheated on: yup.


9. lost someone special: yup.

10. been depressed: yup.

11. gotten drunk and thrown up: have a fear of puking so nope!

3 FAVORITE COLORS -

12. tan/beige

13. orange

14. white

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU -


15. made new friends: yes! shoutout to my homies on here ;)

16. fallen out of love: fallen out of like, yes

17. laughed until you cried: ofc

18. found out someone was talking about you: my entire senior class before and after graduation

19. met someone who changed you: nope not yet

20. found out who your real friends are: thousand perfect yes (again shoutout to all my friends on here!)

21. kissed someone on your Facebook list: just my ex?

GENERAL -


22. how many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: about 99% of em I’m pretty sure some are mutuals or family that i’ve never met


23. do you have any pets: yes 2 adorable little puppies

24. do you want to change your name: yes all the time

25. what did you do for your last birthday: my mom came home early and decorated the house with balloons and baby pics of me attached to them since it was my 18th :)

26. what time did you wake up: 9


27. what were you doing at midnight last night: sending nudes watching my babies the dolans

28. name something you can’t wait for: college! moving 10 hours away to San Fran!

29. when was the last time you saw your mom: today

31. what are you listening to right now: Quit You - Lost Kings ft Tinashe

32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: never I don’t think


33. something that is getting on your nerves: donald trump, rude fans (rude people in general), people who can’t accept that a person can change, the inevitable truth that i’ll never marry ethan or grayson i mean the list goes on

34. most visited website: tube of you

35. hair colour: lightish brown with blonde highlights

36. long or short hair: long hair

37. do you have a crush on someone: ethan dolan yes (but slowly having one on gray too)

38. what do you like about yourself: my ass, my ability to adapt, friendlyness

39. piercing(s): just my ears don’t want anymore

40. blood type: i’m dead inside so

41. nickname(s): Kay, Kris, Krit, Kristina

42. relationship status: single pringle


43. zodiac: pisces 

44. pronouns: she/her

45. favourite tv show: PLL, Fosters, TVD, Stranger Things, AHS, Friends, Saved by the Bell

46. tattoos: none but I really want so many 


47. right or left handed: right

48. surgery: wisdom teeth count?

50. sport: dance (all my life), cheerleading (few years), gymnastics (few months)


51. vacation: hawaii, london, italy, new york, australia


52. pair of trainers: what

MORE GENERAL -


53. eating: a cookie


54. drinking: sunny D once again


55. I’m about to: stalk the twins ig’s for them delicious new pics

56. waiting for: love

57. I want: to be happy

58. get married: do i even have to say to who c’mon

59. career: makeup artist, model, or if all else fails a forensic psychologist (tbh i’ve never seen myself working a regular job I’ve always seen myself doing something out of the ordinary)

WHICH IS BETTER -


60. hugs or kisses: hugs

61. lips or eyes: eyes

62. shorter or taller: taller


63. older or younger: older 

64. nice arms or nice stomach: arms with big biceps and veins kill me

65. hookup or relationship: relationship (not the type to hook up)

66. troublemaker or hesitant: troublemaker  

HAVE YOU EVER -


67. kissed a stranger: nope 

68. drank hard liquor: i mean i’ve drank vodka but even that’s not hard enough

69. lost glasses/contact lenses: lost a retainer lol

70. turned someone down: not seriously they always asked me out as a joke


71. sex on the first date: no


73. had your heart broken: every time


74. been arrested: nope

75. cried when someone died: of course

76. fallen for a friend: again, every. time.

DO YOU BELIEVE IN -


77. yourself: not really maybe sometimes if I’m feeling inspired


78. miracles: yes


79. love at first sight: i mean it depends, I’ve never fallen in love with someone at first glance but idk

80. santa claus: i still do for the sake of my little cousins and nieces and nephews who do

81. kiss on the first date: i think you can do whatever you want to do and are comfortable with on the first date

82. angels: yes strongly

OTHER -


84. eye colour: poop brown

85. favourite movie: oh my god...I’ll give my top 5; A Walk To Remember, the Fundamentals of Caring, 10 Things I Hate About You, Starstruck (don’t laugh at me I love this movie), Love Actually

[artificialqueens]

Say You Won't Let Go Part 1 (Biadore) - Fucking Awful

A/N: Hey Qweens! Fucking Awful again, back with another song-based Biadore fic.

Summary: A song inspires Danny to think back on his relationship with Roy, from their first meetings to present.

Song: This one is based on “Say You Won’t Let Go” by James Arthur, linked here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0yW7w8F2TVA

Structure: This one will be somewhere between 7-8 parts, if you guys are down to stick it out! Each part is associated with a couplet or verse from the song. Song lyrics are in bold and just there to set the tone; if they come into play in the story/dialogue you’ll see them again. Internal monologue/thoughts are in italics.

 Danny was laid out on his tiny couch, feet propped up on the arm rest and his laptop balanced on his stomach. It was a gray, rainy day in Seattle, which he took as the universe’s cue that he should just hibernate for a bit. He’d just finished watching Amy Schumer’s latest comedy special on Netflix, and needed something else to do for a few hours until he was supposed to go out with Johnny. 

It had been a minute since he found any new music he was really into, so Danny decided to go hunting through Spotify. Not feeling particularly adventurous, and curious as to what exactly was getting radio play right now, he went straight for the Global Top 50 playlist. He put it on shuffle and sat up to pack another baby bowl for himself.

He lit up and listened to the first few songs that played. He dug a couple of them – he was always into whatever Kendrick and Lorde were putting out, and was slowly being one over by those little fuck faces The Chainsmokers – but he was disappointed with how little variety there was. Everything sounded overproduced and more than a little electronic, which were not inherently bad qualities to Danny…just bad when they all started to sound the same.

He was just about to change playlists when he was surprised – the sound of an actual acoustic guitar, not a synth or an drum kit. Danny decided to give the song a shot, and was again pleasantly surprised by the guy’s voice. He listened to the song once and really enjoyed it – enough that when the playlist rolled into a Post Malone song, he clicked back to listen again.

Before Danny knew it, he’d listened to the song 8 times and had almost burned through his whole bowl. The melody, the voice – it was all great. But he couldn’t bring himself to turn the song off because it kept making him think of one thing, a person really: Roy.

Some combination of weed, the music and thoughts of Roy was giving him an unbelievable high. He felt warm, happy, and totally relaxed. As he let the song continue to play, Danny started to think back about spending time with Roy…

—

I met you in the dark, you lit me up You made me feel as though I was enough

They’d been in the competition for about 10 days at this point, together as a group for less than a week. Danny felt lucky that he’d come into Drag Race with his friend Jay – at first. He was quickly disappointed to find out that his homie was more concerned about selling a packaged Laganja personality than being an ally and confidante in what was turning out to be a really brutal experience.  Danny found himself feeling closer to Gia and Dela, strangers to him only a few days before, than to the person he’d known for years.

That Jay was not going to be the support system he hoped for became crystal clear the night before, when Michelle had called him out for his lack of corseting. Danny had been totally crushed by her comment. He knew that he absolutely killed the Rusical challenge, but got the distinct sense his lack of cinching cost him the win. Coming off 2 straight weeks of almost going home, he had been so close to the validation he desperately wanted; he knew it was spoiled of him to think this way, but 2nd place for something so stupid and superficial felt as bad as lip-syncing for his life – again.

He’d gone to talk to Jay about it after the elimination, hoping for a friendly face to spend a few minutes venting before flipping the situation. Jay was always good for laughs and distractions, and had frequently drug him out of the dumps before. But when Danny bounded up calling him “Ganj Ganj,” he was met with another pre-prepared round of drama.

Jay went on about his parents coming up on the Untucked screen and how the other girls – led by Roy/Bianca – had been mean or rude or something that he interpreted as less than empathetic to his situation…whatever it was, Danny couldn’t follow the story. In the years he had known Jay, his parents had been nothing but supportive. Not unlike Danny’s mom, they took a little while to come around at first. But, after a few months of their son death dropping across West Hollywood, they’d become his biggest fans. Hell, Danny had met them on several occasions and they’d proven to be heavy tippers with enough tequila in them. So why Jay was making a big deal about his parents “finally” accepting him after 20-something years, Danny could not understand.  

What he did understand was that, like himself, Jay understood how this show worked. Ever perceptive – they were both ESFPs after all – Jay and Danny knew how the camera guys worked. Their lenses were trained to catch drama, and it was so transparent that the insecure and victimized Laganja was on display to get airtime.

And so the next day after Snatch Game, Danny chose to take his emotional needs elsewhere. Just like in the Rusical, he knew he fucking killed this challenge. He’d been low-key doing Anna Nicole as a part of his Adore act for years, so when the opportunity presented itself to bring her (back to) life he slayed.

But today on the runway he was supposed to look like RuPaul, a challenge where he once again felt set up for failure. The polished, Glamazon aesthetic was so far away from what Danny was equipped to do. He saw zero opportunity to go out on stage and have Michelle do anything but wag a rhinestoned talon in his face.

Danny knew without question he was going to be read for two things: his dress being too short, and his waist not being cinched. The first he knew was his fault, but was ready to defend it – he preferred shorter things that didn’t sop up the spilled beer on a club stage, fuck hemlines that hit the floor. But the second he felt was both personal and petty. The body stuff, it dinged his self-esteem more than he wanted to admit. He was starting to wonder if he was misshapen for real, not just misshapen for a man dressing as a woman.

So when he needed to voice his fears out loud – Bonnie always taught him that insecurities lose their power when you talk about them – he brought it up at the mirror with Ben. Shane happened to be there as well, but Danny felt a weird kinship with his fellow Idol and wasn’t too shy about bringing up his issues in front of the Aussie.

“Am I the only one that’s, like, having a problem with, like, my body?” Danny put the question out there, expecting the empathetic Ben to jump in immediately. He was surprised when Shane engaged him first.

“Well maybe you do, and so what?” Shane replied – not what Danny expected him to say. For someone who presented so beautifully – Courtney was un-clockable as a woman, and really could’ve won America’s Next Top Model in a heartbeat – he sure did have a lot to say about body acceptance and self love.

The conversation opened up into a broader discussion about weight and body issues, as Ben spoke about his struggles with weight as a child. Hearing him talk about his own obesity and bullying gave Danny some much-needed perspective on the situation. He started to feel really stupid for bringing up “hog body” when he knew damn well he was actually pretty slim and had nothing to complain about.

Now he was feeling insecure on 2 fronts – about his body, and about whether or not his concerns about his shape came off as bratty in comparison to Ben’s very real story.  Again, he knew about how the cameramen worked. He could only imagine people twisting his words into fat shaming, fishing for compliments, self pity…He walked away from the mirror, lost in his own worries.

When Roy piped up from the work table behind him, Danny was shocked. “Adore!”

Damn, he’s so good at remembering to use people’s drag names. “Yes baby?” Holy fuck, why did I just call this old ass dude ‘baby’? Danny walked over to Roy’s station. I like that newsboy hat, I should get one of my own. But in black. And leather.

And then the moment that would no doubt prove to be the biggest surprise of his Drag Race experience happened. Funny how 30 seconds can change the course of 5 weeks, 3 years, forever…

With no apparent ulterior motive, Roy offered to lend Danny his extra waist cincher – not only to lend it to him, but to lace him in it so he didn’t go out there looking like a fucking idiot wearing a corset for the first time.

To say this confused Danny was an understatement. He knew he had been dismissive of Roy from the first day they’d combined the premiere groups, but in his defense he thought it was totally justified. From his perspective, everything Roy had said to and about Laganja, Gia, himself – and even some of the less vocal queens under 25 – was rude and condescending. Roy presented himself as someone who would treat Danny and his art just like any other “seasoned” queen had in the past – as if it was a joke, and not worth his time or appreciation.

That had changed a bit in the last 24 hours, when he started to see that maybe Roy was just there to call people out on their bullshit. He was basically right about the Laganja situation, though maybe a little harsh with his delivery. Danny had to appreciate that the older man seemed to at least be honest to the drag personality he’d built over (so many!) years – even if Bianca del Rio was truly a hateful cunt.

All this was processing in Danny’s mind as Roy made the offer, and he realized he was standing there with his mouth half open and subconsciously licking his lips. Why am I doing that?  

“I’m down!” How could Danny possibly turn down the offer? Here was someone giving him a golden ticket into Michelle’s good graces – or at least spotting him some of the bus fare to get there – and goddammit he was going to say yes. The fact that it was Roy of all people, though, was still a shocker.

Roy said he would lace him in as soon as he got dressed, and that was that. Danny started to walk away, but then turned around to linger at the table for a few seconds afterwards. He noticed more than a few things in those moments – again he was perceptive one, for a Libra at least.  

First, he noticed that Roy had a little self-satisfied smile when he thought Danny had walked away. It was close-lipped and just barely noticeable as he took off his hat, but his eyes betrayed the grin independent of the curve of his lips that showed Danny he was pretty happy about something.

Second, he noticed what Roy looked like. Danny had spent so long looking at – and kind of hating – Bianca del Rio that he’d never taken the time to look at Roy. Roy was undeniably handsome, with a youthful face that never revealed his age and dimples that you could take a shot of Fireball out of. His olive skin gave off a perma-tanned glow, and his deep brown eyes projected a kindness that even his most cutting words and facial expressions couldn’t over power. Danny found himself quickly wondering about what he couldn’t see; Roy was an inch or two shorter than him, but from what he could tell it was made up of mostly muscle and would certainly feel nice and strong up against…

Danny cut off his own thoughts. He had to, knowing that the hands he had momentarily been fantasizing about were soon going to be touching his bare skin and lacing him into what was one-part body shaper and one-part sex toy.

Too late. When Roy was done transforming himself into Bianca-as-Ru, he came over to help Danny.

“Alright Delano, strip down so I can see what I’m working with.”

“What-“ Danny almost had to bite his own tongue to not finish the sentence as he removed his shirt. You were honestly about to say ‘Whatever you want, Daddy.’ Jesus! Get it together. Roy slipped the corset over his head and began tightening from the back.

“It’s got to be tight, but you should still feel like you can breathe even if your heart is in your throat. I can’t be responsible for the death of yet another drag queen.” Danny laughed, and so did Roy.  

“Ok, now lean over and grab table, it’ll give me some more leverage to pull from and you’ll be a little more comfortable. Does that feel okay, the way I’m pulling? Is it too hard?”

Danny honestly couldn’t tell if Roy was doing this on purpose.

“Usually a guy buys me a pizza or at least a few beers before he’s bending me over and asking about how hard he’s going.”

He could literally feel Roy rolling his eyes behind him.

“Oh please, kid. In your dreams.”

Danny wasn’t sure, but he thought he could also feel Roy smile. How can I feel someone smile when I can’t even see their face?

Roy wasn’t wrong about the dreams, though. Danny already knew that he was going to have all kinds of fucked up sex dreams about Roy-as-Bianca-as-Ru and Roy-as-Bianca-as-Judge Judy and Roy-as-sexy AF Roy himself…good thing he wasn’t hung up on defining his own sexuality.

But what surprised Danny was when, later that night during the judge’s panel and his second time coming in second, he wasn’t upset like the day before. For the first time this whole competition, he felt truly proud of everything he’d done in the challenge AND on the runway.

The latter was in no small part due to Roy, who Danny got the distinct sense was proud of him, too. Danny could feel his smile – that smile he could some how sense even without seeing it – during all his critiques, and it helped him carry his confidence through Michelle’s comments about his dress length and wig. He stood a little bit taller and beamed a little bit brighter knowing Roy was even a little bit impressed with him.

Why do I care so much about what Roy thinks of me? This would remain a mystery to Danny for longer than he was proud to admit.

When the top and bottom queens walked back into the Untucked lounge, Danny stole a second away from the cameras to grab Roy and pull him aside. He hugged Roy tightly – did I hug him too tight? – and thanked him for his help.

“You just saved me from getting ripped a new asshole by Michelle, thank you so much B.” Stopping his impulse to say “baby” again, “B” seemed like a good catch-all that he could always say stood for Bianca.

“Please, you wish I would rip you a new asshole.” Roy broke out of the hug, and gave Danny a peck on the cheek. “You’ve got a lot going for you, Danny. You’re so talented and really very special. I’m glad I could help them see it, now it’s your job to remind them every time.”

Roy walked away while Danny hung back to savor the words for a minute. The most judgmental, honest person he’d ever met just told him he was talented and special. It took him a few seconds of head-in-the-clouds awe before he wandered into the Interior Illusions lounge and leaned himself onto a chair – Fuck, sitting in a corset is hard.

His buzz was quickly killed by the latest episode of Ganja drama, another round of accusations hurled equally at him and Roy from an incredibly insecure Jay. It actually distressed Danny to see Jay so upset, but at the same time he knew it was at least 50% bullshit and totally at his expense.

That Roy practically leaped to his defense (at least Danny saw it that way) only added to the mind-fuck of the day. The stranger he thought would be his biggest detractor was instead acting as more of a support system than the friend he usually counted on.

After the night’s cluster-fucked Untucked session – during which Danny allowed himself to really enjoy Roy’s humor for the first time, but was also accused of being heartless and cruel – and elimination, Danny was feeling pretty shitty. “Did you or did you not come for me?”-gate drained him completely, and he was genuinely sad to see Gia leave. Yes, had Gia spent the last few days rallying around Jay, but Danny knew that was just because G was incredibly empathetic and trying to help a girl out when no one else would. They had become good friends, and Danny was bummed to see someone he started to feel close to go home.

He was last on the van back to the hotel, and ended up sitting alone towards the front. He popped in his headphones and turned on some upbeat music, trying to drown out the negativity in his head: Even when you do well, you’re going to lose friends. This is like the fucking Hunger Games, you win or you die. Or is that Game of Thrones? Whatever, either way it sucks. Gia was rad. Oh god, things are only going to get worse with Jay. Now that he’s –

“You ok, kid?”

Danny’s spiraling thoughts were cut off by Roy, who had sat down next to him and plucked out one of his ear phones. He had a genuine look of concern on his face, but tried to mask it with an exaggerated eyebrow raise.

“Yeah, yeah totally fine.” Danny could feel his own expressionless face and quiet voice giving him away; as someone who was naturally so animated and loud, he knew he was transparent.

“Liar.” Roy scoffed and elbowed him in the side. “Hey, don’t let Jay get to you. He’s playing a game, not a very good one, but it’s just a game. I hope he figures out it won’t work before he self-implodes, it’s driving me out of my goddamn mind. And he’s going to lose a good friend in the process.”

Roy paused, and Danny could feel that he was waiting for a response. Danny wasn’t really sure what to say; Roy was right, but he didn’t want to talk about it anymore.

“Look, just keep doing what you’ve been doing the last two weeks.” Roy had grabbed his knee when he started the sentence, and Danny could’ve sworn he felt actual bolts of lightning shoot from that hand out through the rest of his body. “I meant what I said in the hallway – you’re unique and so fucking talented I can’t stand it. Get out of your own way – and if you forget how great you are, I’ll just keep reminding you.”

There was a squeeze of his knee and a genuine smile to punctuate the sentence.  Danny felt the lighting strike twice. Roy handed him back his headphone and stood up to take his old seat –

“Wait, stay up here.” What are you doing? Before he could stop his words or his actions, Danny grabbed Roy’s wrist and pulled him back down.

Roy obliged, and that was that. For the rest of the season it was always he and Danny in the front of the van together. Sometimes Greg and Shane would join them, but no matter what it was always Adore and Bianca riding together on the way back to the hotel – laughing, stressing, supporting, falling asleep on each other. He never told anyone, but those van rides were his favorite part about Drag Race. 

—

We danced the night away, we drank too much I held your hair back when You were throwing up

If the first 10 days felt like a millennium, the rest of the competition flew by in a heartbeat. At least that’s how it felt to Danny, but he suspected that was because every day was such a rollercoaster ride. From Snatch Game to Glitter Ball it was a total blur, a super stressful mix of his massive victories and equally massive failures. By the time they got down to the Final 4 and shooting the “Sissy That Walk” video, Danny felt like he had aged at least 15 years in the span of about 15 minutes.

But through it all Roy was his constant. He never quite ceased to be surprised by this fact. It gave him confidence (and something else) to know that he had a cheerleader in someone so discerning and masterful at the artistry of drag. Roy was always there with either a corset, a joke, a sewing kit or a hug –

Those hugs, man those hugs became like heroin to Danny. Anytime it was getting to be too much he could just sidle up to Roy, who would almost instinctively open his arms and wrap himself around Danny. It made him feel so safe and protected, but also built him back up; the Bianca Del Rio was willing to break her hard shell to comfort him, messy little Adore Delano, and that made him feel like he was special again.

So when Danny was the one hugging Roy, rubbing his back as he crouched over a toilet in Shane’s hotel room, it was a strange reversal of roles.

It all started after Greg’s elimination, which solidified Adore, Bianca and Courtney as the top 3 of Season 6. They were all devastated to see Darienne Lake sashay away, but Danny assumed that, like him, Roy and Shane were just so happy to make it to the finale.

“Guys, we need to celebrate. I know it sucks that Greg is gone, but holy shit we made it!” Danny tried to lighten the mood in the van. “Come on, we need to do something special. It’s our last night in the hotel, we have to make it special.” His knew his face was a-light with excitement, all a part of the Danny Noriega sure-fire pump-up experience.

“Ok you little party animal, what did you have in mind?” Shane got a mischievous look on his face, and Danny was instantly thankful that the Aussie was so down.

“It’s seriously our last night in sequester or whatever they call it. We should be able to do something, go out back in WeHo or –“

“I doubt they’ll let us go out, but maybe they’ll let us hang out together for once.” Roy, ever the practical one, joined in the scheming. “Danny, think you can charm the PA’s into letting us all bunk up in Shane’s room tonight?”

Roy thinks I’m charming? Danny’s thoughts were quickly interrupted.

“Ooh, a threesome? I never took you for a kinky one, Haylock.” Danny nearly spit out his water laughing at Shane’s comment. Roy in a threesome, yeah right.

“Don’t knock in ‘til you’ve tried it, kanga.” Roy winked at Shane, which shot a strange jolt through Danny that felt something like jealousy. “Danny, if you can get them to let us all crash together then we can use the Post-Its to order some Fireball – “

“And tequila!” Shane wasn’t going to let a night pass without tequila.

And it was tequila that led the holy trinity into several games of Never Have I Ever.

They decided from the outset that they’d play with 10 fingers to start – as Shane said, “More fingers are always better, and let’s face it we’ve all probably done everything.” They had made it through 2 rounds – Shane lost the first, and Roy the second – before changing the rules to include a shot for every finger they put down.

“You realize that means the loser is taking 10 shots, right? They teach math in Australia?” Danny could feel himself slurring his words a little bit.

“We’re pouring, like, half shots, you pussy! Not even half shots. Third shots, even. Fourths or eighths – I dunno, I can’t remember the stupid fractions. Point is they’re tiny and you need to just suck it up.” Shane laid out a stack of small tequila shots for them all.

“If you kill my chola I will murder you dead, Shane.” Roy, who was slurring the most at this point, draped an arm across Danny. “I’m from New Orleans, I know some dark Cajun mafia shit. Voodoo.” He hiccupped. “Don’t worry baby, I’ll take care of you.” Danny felt Roy moving closer to his face, whispering the last sentence into his ear.

15 questions into what would be the final game, and Roy and Danny were in a dead heat. Shane had lost total interest around question 5 – maybe not so much lost interest as passed out, Danny thought. But he and Roy were tied, each with only one digit left in their hands.

It was Roy’s turn to ask a question, and Danny could see the wheels in his head turning – slowly, drunkenly. There’s a reason you don’t operate heavy machinery while drunk.

In a flash, Roy sat up a little straighter. He let out a clearly self-satisfied huff and locked eyes with Danny.

“Alright, Danny. Daniel, if that even is your name. My question to you –“

“You don’t ask questions, idiot. You make a statement. Never have you ever –“

“No one likes a know-it-all, shut up. Ok, never have I ever – “ Roy suddenly dropped the snarky voice he’d been using to taunt Danny – “been with an older man.”

Danny was confused: one, he was pretty sure that was a lie, and two, Roy was staring at him really intensely when he said it. He was watching Danny closely, almost studying him while he waited for an answer.

“Well, I guess the game continues. Neither have I!” Danny was feeling triumphant – happy anytime he got to win in a game – but that quickly went away when he saw Roy. The normally bright, dimpled face he’d grown to adore had fallen completely. He couldn’t be sure, but he thought maybe Roy looked sad. That wasn’t quite right – Disappointed? Hurt? Danny was trying to figure it out when –

“Whatever, I lied. I’m out of fingers. Game over.” Roy grabbed the remaining baby shots – all 10 of them, which easily made 4 or 5 real ones – and slammed them down.

 "Jesus Roy, that’s straight tequila.” Danny didn’t know if he should be concerned or impressed.

The answer came not 10 minutes later, when Roy was hunched over that toilet. Danny sat next to him on the hotel bathroom floor, rhythmically stroking his back and humming absentmindedly while Roy wretched. Danny got lost in the motion, starting to trace abstract patterns into the fabric of Roy’s t-shirt. As he started to learn the layout of the taught muscles that made up his friend’s back…

Danny was snapped out of his little drawing session when he felt Roy humming under his touch. He didn’t notice at first, because of the vomiting that he was trying to ignore, but as the older man started to relax he began to almost purr every time Danny’s hands would cross certain places. Danny began to focus on those places, telling himself it was to comfort a friend and definitely NOT because he liked hearing Roy make those sounds…

“I’m sorry, kiddo. Sorry you have to take care of me, I can’t imagine this is how you wanted this night to go.” Roy got words out for the first time since he got sick, and of course they were kind and thoughtful.

“B, spending time with you is the best any night can go. Even if it means sitting here to make sure you don’t cough up a lung or break a hip.”

Roy chuckled, leaning himself away from the toilet and against the bathtub. Danny caught his eyes, trying to read them. It was a combination of exhaustion, affection, fear, and something else that Danny had never seen before.

“Are you ok, Roy? Seriously, are you?”

“Come on, I drink more than that on most Monday nights. Just exhausted from all of this.” Roy gestured to the nearly empty bottles.

“No, I know we’re basically murdering our own livers by mixing Fireball and Patron” – Danny was surprised by his own level of articulation with so much liquor coursing through his body – “but something else is up.”

“Well aren’t you a perceptive bitch? Don’t worry about it, it’s just…I….look, it’s nothing for you to worry about.”

“Why not? Shane’s passed the fuck out, it’s just me. You know you can tell me anything, I told you about the time I –“

“Don’t need reminding, Danny, but thanks. No, I just can’t…specifically…” Roy was staring to slur more, and his sentences were losing structure. “I can’t tell you, because…”

Danny thought he got it. Roy’s worried about the competition, he’s stressed about what’s going to happen next. That’s why he can’t tell me, because he thinks I’m burnt out enough myself and doesn’t want to add on. Or he because he wants to beat me.

“I get it, I do. You’re stressed about top 3. It’s a lot of pressure, or whatever. Look, Roy, we all know you’re going to win and take over the world, become something really amazing. Whatever you’re feeling, forget about it. It doesn’t matter, because you now what? You’re gonna be America’s Next Goddamn Drag Superstar.” 

Danny tried to read the expression on Roy’s face after his drunken attempt at a pep talk. There was a clear – and clearly faked – layer of happiness and appreciation trying to cover one of total disappointment and confusion.

“You’re right. I am gonna win, just like Laganja’s parents always said I would.”

And with that, Roy hoisted himself up off the bathroom floor and then lent Danny a hand to do the same. “We should probably go to sleep, since we all have to leave early tomorrow. Walk you back to your room?”

Danny saw those same wheels turning in Roy’s head, some drunk guy still running the machine. 

“If you’re sure you’ll be ok, then yeah. I think we leave Shane to handle the mess we made in the morning.”

Danny walked with Roy back to his own room. It was all of 50 steps, but Roy held his hand while they walked anyway. It might’ve seem strange to anyone else, but they were drunk and both known to be touchy-feely at any level of inebriation. 

Danny slid the keycard in the lock and opened the door. As he backed into his room, he felt Roy hover in the doorway. He looked up to see his friend staring at him, his sharp and deep eyes focusing with a burning intensity he had never seen before and couldn’t really define. It almost seemed like he wanted to pounce on Danny, to –

“Look, about tonight…” Roy slowly started into a commentary on how he should’ve taken the shots slower, how he hadn’t eaten, how bad he felt that Danny had to take care of him. “And I guess what I really wanted to say to you tonight was – “

“I know, you’re proud of me. Thank you for that, you changed my life and I changed yours. All that kumbaya shit.” Danny thought he knew exactly what Roy was going to say, and wanted to spare his Bianca façade the indignity of once again being kind. He wrapped his friend in a hug and kissed him on the cheek.

When Danny let go, he expected to see a relieved and ready-to-joke Roy. Instead he saw that same face from earlier – a little fake happiness haphazardly spread across something sad.

“Yeah, that’s it. I just wanted to say that I – I’m proud of you.” Roy grabbed both of Danny’s hands. “I really am.” He leaned in to kiss Danny on the cheek. He lingered longer than usual, but Danny wrote it off on the alcohol again.

Danny smiled. “Well thanks, Dad. Goodnight!” He meant it as a joke, but he got the distinct feeling Roy didn’t take it that way. Roy squeezed his hands – just like he had with his knee, all those weeks ago – and went back to his room.

Laying in bed and trying to sleep, Danny found himself confused. Why was Roy so weird at the end of the night, almost like he was sad or in a bad mood?

Again, this would remain a mystery to Danny for longer than he was proud to admit. He was never as perceptive as he thought he was.

#adore delano #bianca del rio #biadore #say you won't let go #fucking awful #rpdr fanfiction #submission #sywlg #canon compliant

[mollyshaj]

32.

Tristan

Walking over to the bar I slapped hands with Rashad and Kaylin before I took a seat. I was about to be balls deep in Mariah when these niggas called me talking about some meeting up. The only reason I even agreed to come out is because from what Mariah was saying, Kay and Eb was going through some shit so I wanted to see where his head was at. Plus Ebony came over with Jayden and I know Mariah wasn’t about to do shit with her homie at the house. I might as well go chop it up with my niggas since I can’t get my dick wet at the moment.

I looked at the waitress and told her to bring me a glass of Henny. “So what’s been up with you two niggas?”

“Nigga us? What’s going on with you and your baby mama drama?” Rashad countered back.

“Man as soon as this custody shit is over and the judge says I get my son full time, that bitch got thirty days before I blow her fuckin’ head off. I put that on my pops grave, if she don’t leave town I’m deadin’ that ho.”

“Damn bruh,” Kaylin shook his head. “I don’t blame you though.”

“I tried to be nice to the bitch. I took care of her; she didn’t have to want for shit. All she had to do was be a good mother and take care of Damien but nah she wanna be a simple ass bitch and let some bum ass nigga beat on my son. It’s bad enough she was letting him whoop her ass.”

“Well I’m not even going to say shit because I feel like the bitch gotta go.” Rashad shrugged. “Since we know that clock is ticking, Kay nigga the fuck is up with you?”

“What you mean?” He looked at Rashad confused.

“Between you and Ebony, Nic told me y’all over there arguing and shit.”

“Man, they talk too much.” He shook his head. “We are having some problems, just not on the same page. I want another kid, she aint trying to hear that shit right now. Then she always out flying somewhere, the shit really is irking me.”

“Nigga I thought you were all for her modeling why you got an issue now?”

“It aint the modeling part I got a problem with, it’s all the extra bullshit that comes along with it.”

“Kay, you need to get your shit together man.” I told him. “You have to be the slowest muthafucka on earth.”

“How the fuck am I slow?”

“Nigga, you want a kid right?”

“Yeah,”

“It’s a big deal for you?”

“Right now yeah,”

“Aight then, what reason doesn’t she want to have another kid right now?”

“She on this we not married bullshit.”

“So why the fuck aren’t you marrying her then?” Kay was too smart to be so slow. How the fuck you mad your lady don’t want to have a baby before she gets married when you’re not even showing her you wanna marry her?

“Nigga marrying her won’t solve anything.”

“Well not being married aint working too much for you either. All I’m saying is if you love her, and you know she’s the one what the fuck is you waiting for?”

“Nigga you proposed by accident how you giving me advice.” He countered back and of course this big nigga Rashad laughed. I didn’t find that shit funny but whatever.

“All I’m saying is, if you want a baby by shorty you have to make her your wife. I don’t see the problem if you’re going to marry her anyway. You better use your head man, Ebony is a winner. I’m not just saying that because she’s friends with Mariah either.”

This nigga really wasn’t using his head. Ebony is beautiful, she’s about her money and she takes care of their kids. Yeah she flies a lot to her bookings but shit, the nigga wouldn’t complain if he went to them with her like somebody with common sense. Anytime Mariah needs to fly anywhere I’m right there with her. Jayce is old enough to watch her brother and sister and she’s responsible so I don’t have to worry about her doing some bullshit.

“Kay he got a point, you gotta find a compromise. I’m not saying you gotta marry her tomorrow but you proposing will tell her that you’re ready to see her as more than just your girlfriend. Then maybe she’ll be more receptive to that baby shit.”

“I hear y’all I’ll think about it.”

“Good nigga, use your brain.” I laughed.

We sat around and talked for a couple of minutes when I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. I pulled it out and saw it was Mariah calling so I answered. “Baby, I’m at the bar let me call you back.”

“You need to come home now, this bitch is in front of the house on some bullshit. My mother is about to fuck her up and Auntie Ebony is over here about to get in on this shit.” Jayce shouted.

“What? Who’s at the house?” I hopped out going in my pocket for my keys.

“Your baby mama, hurry up.”

“Fuck, aight I’m on my way.” I hung up the phone and hopped off the bar stool.

“The fuck is going on with you?” Rashad asked me.

“Damien’s dumb ass mama got her ass at my house and they about to kill that bitch.”

“Aww shit,” They both got up and followed me out the bar after paying for the drinks we had.

I did 90 the whole way back to my house turning a twenty minute drive in half. When I pulled up in my driveway this bitch was outside my house looking like a damn lunatic. All she had on was some little ass shorts and a tank top with some timbs, the bitch was losing it for real.

She was going back and forth with Mariah while Ebony and Jayce held her back. This was some messy ass shit.

“THE FUCK YOU DOING HERE!?” I snapped at her when I got out of my car. “YOU LOST YOUR DAMN MIND POPPIN’ UP AT MY HOUSE!”

“Fuck you Tristan! Y’all took my son from me now you got that bitch playing mommy to him like she had his ass. That’s my son!”

“Yeah the son you let get beat on by some bum ass nigga! I don’t give a fuck if you wanna sit around and get your ass beat that’s on you but you don’t let him put his hands on my son!”

“You’re talking like you never put hands on me! Nigga you real loose with your hands too!”

“I know, because I’m about to break your muthafuckin’ neck!” Before I could even get to the bitch Rashad blocked me while Kaylin made Mariah and them go back in the house.

“Chill nigga, she trying to fuck your case up! You forgot y’all in the middle of a custody battle?”

“Get her the fuck away from my door man before I hurt that bitch.” I sent her another death glare before I went in the house.

“Where she go?” I asked Jayce and Kaylin when I came in the living room.

“Upstairs, Ebony is calming her down.” Kay answered me. I went upstairs and walked down to our room. I was about to walk in until I heard Mariah and Ebony talking.

“Yo I swear to God I hate that bitch. I don’t even know how she got our address.” Mariah cried to Ebony. I knew she wasn’t crying because her feelings were hurt, she was crying out of anger.

“You gotta calm down, you can’t stress yourself out. It’s not good for the baby.” Baby? The fuck?

“I know, I’m trying. Ooh I can’t stand that bitch for real though. I’m good I just ugh! Let me stop before I fuck around and lose this baby, Tristan will kill me.”

“You told him?”

“No, I was going to tell him tonight. I still might, I don’t know yet. I’m not hiding it but every time I get ready to say it we either get interrupted or his horny ass is fuckin’ me. Shit, I’m surprised he doesn’t know.”

“Well I’ll tell him. Come on he’s probably downstairs looking for me anyway.” She opened the room door to walk about but stopped when she saw me standing there. “Shit, how long you been standing there?”

“Long enough to know you got something to tell me. Don’t come out the room, we gotta talk. Give us a minute Eb.” I told her without taking my eyes off of Mariah.

“Alright, I’m out. Mariah I’ll see you later.” Ebony walked past me and I stepped in the bedroom then closed the door.

“So you pregnant and didn’t tell me?”

“I literally found out two days ago.” She sat on the bed then looked up at me.

“Well then I should’ve found out two days ago? What you hiding it for?”

“I’m not hiding anything I just haven’t gotten a chance to tell you. I was going to tonight, don’t be mad at me.”

“I’m not mad at you, I just want you to come to me when something important happens. Are you good with this? You happy?”

“I am, I mean…You know I don’t mind having kids but I didn’t want to bring another baby without us being married.”

“So let’s get married before you have the baby then?”

“Do you know how long it takes to plan a wedding?”

“Fuck a wedding man, I mean you can have one but we can get married at any time. Shit, we can go down to the courthouse tomorrow and get married.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah, what’s the point in waiting? I gave you a ring for a reason. Take your time and plan the wedding but we’re getting married tomorrow aight?”

“Tristan, you really want to marry me?”

“I love you, I love Chase I love how you are with my son. I love Jayce like she’s my won and I want you to be my wife. So tell me? Are you up for marrying a nigga tomorrow or what?”

“Yes I’ll marry you tomorrow,” She smiled then leaned forward kissing me on the lips. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too. I’m sorry about that bitch popping up over here. When we get full custody she won’t be a problem. She’ll be gone.”

“For good?”

“Yes for good, she’ll be out the way and out of our lives. I promise you that.”

Kaylin

“You came to check me out?” Ebony asked when she came walking over to me. She was having a photo shoot for her swimsuits and the one she had on right now had me damn near drooling. “You like this one?” She did a quick turn for me then smiled.

“Hell yeah I like it. How long you gotta be here? I dropped Jayden off with Mariah I wanna take you out. I know you got car service to get here this morning.”

“You pay attention because I did. I didn’t feel like driving.We just wrapped up everything though, I just gotta change out of this. Give me twenty minutes?”

“Aight, go ahead.” She kissed me on the cheek then rushed off.

When she was in her dressing room I pulled my phone out and called Brandi.

“Yes Kay I dropped her off with Kai, damn quit calling me.” She said as soon as she answered.

“Well damn, I was just wondering. Be happy I asked you too, now you can go on your date with that nigga of yours.”

“Yup, I sure will and you have fun with your plans tonight nigga.” She laughed. “For real though, good luck.”

“Thanks, I’ll talk to you later or something.”

“Aight,” I ended the call then sent a text to my sister making sure she knew to have everybody at the house at the right time.

I was really anticipating on tonight, it was a big damn deal. Tristan’s usually stupid ass was right if I wanted this relationship to work and want to move forward I have to take that step and show Ebony I want forever. I was just hoping she didn’t kill my shit and say no. Plus I knew the marriage thing was on her mind since Mariah and Tristan went and got their asses married two weeks ago. The pressure was really on.

When she finally came out of her dressing room I raised an eyebrow at her. She wasn’t dressed up but the fitted jeans, nice champagne colored blouse and heels she had on showed me that she knew she was about to go somewhere.

“What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Usually you wear sweats and shit to your shoots, why do you have that on?”

“I always bring good clothes just in case Mariah or somebody calls me with plans. You ready to go?”

“Yeah, you don’t need to do anything else right?”

“Nope, Vivian handles everything from here. I’m done for the day, shit I’m tired. I’ve been here since 8.”

“Life of a model huh?”

“I guess so,” I grabbed her hand and walked out to my car. I opened the door for her then went and got in on my side. “So where are we going?” She asked after I pulled off.

“Well I want some crab legs, I know your greedy ass wants in too.”

“Hell yeah, we going to Joe’s crab shack right?”

“You already know it babe.” I grabbed her hand interlocking her fingers with mine and kept it like that the whole time I drove. My plan was to fill her ass up on crabs, get her a lil tipsy while our mothers, sisters, and her friends got everything ready. Then I’m going to surprise the shit out of her when we get back home and I did the first two things perfectly.

By the time we pulled up to the house she was trying to get my damn belt undone. “Hersh, you gotta chill baby.”

“I wanna fuck stop playing with me man,”

“I’m not playing with you. I got you but you gotta chill first.”

“Yeah whatever, why are all these cars here? What’s going on?”

“I told the fellas to come over and chill with me. “You know Mariah and T gotta key so she let everybody in, I told her it was cool.”

“Oh alright, well they better order food or something because I’m not cooking a damn thing.” I got her out of the car then grabbed her hand as we walked towards the front door. She opened it and went inside.

“SURPRISE!” Everybody shouted when Ebony flipped the light switch on.

“Oh shit, what the fuck?” Ebony jumped back. While she was looking around confused I pulled the ring box from my pocket. “What is this about? It’s not my birthday or anything.”

“Ebby!” Angelic shouted as she came running over to her with Jayden right next to her. Ebony picked her up then looked at both of their shirts confused.

“Will you ma-wait WHAT?!” She screamed after reading their white shirts had the words ‘Will You Marry Me’ in big bold letters. She put Angelic down and when she turned to face me I already had the ring box opened then dropped down on one knee. Her eyes immediately filled with tears. “Kaylinnnnnn,” She whined making me laugh.

I grabbed her hand and slid the ring on her finger. “I love you more than anything on this planet. I love your son, I love the fact that you love my daughter. I love everything you do for me, for us and I can’t imagine living my life without you. Ebony, will you marry me?”

She wiped the river of tears that fell down her face while nodding. “Yes I’ll marry you!” Smiling I stood up and kissed her on the lips while wrapping my arms around her waist. “Why you being a big baby?” I mumbled against her lips.

“I’m surprised you did this. I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” I kissed her again then let her go so she could go flaunting that ring to her homies.

“Welcome to the family bro,” Jas said before hugging me. I hugged her back then hugged her mother then mine.

“I am so happy for you. Your father would be so proud.” My mother smiled at me.

“Thanks mama.” I kissed her cheek then looked at Jas. “Where your brother at? He told me he was coming.”

“He supposed to be, he said he had to go pick up some girl he’s been dating. I don’t know, shorty must mean something if he’s bringing her to meet us.” As she was talking, her phone buzzed in her hand. She looked at it and smiled. “This is him right here, he said he’s outside. Eb! Your brother is outside!” Jas shouted getting her attention.

“He is!? Ebony opened the door and was about to run outside but she just stopped at the door with a weird look on her face. I walked over and looked outside and saw Darryl coming up the driveway holding Brandi’s hand. When they saw us, Darryl had a smile on his face but Brandi looked just as confused as us.

“Uhh what in the Kardashian, Blac Chyna and Rob shit is this!?” Ebony shouted. I shook my head trying to stop myself from laughing. Ebony’s brother was dating my baby mama? What the fuck type of shit?

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12.

Back at the studio again, I have done nothing but features. I haven’t attempted to touch my album yet “I think I am going to call it a night homie, did you upload the song on Soundcloud though? So I can post it on my page?” It’s like six in the morning, I need to go home and sleep some. I did call Rylee when it just turned her twelve on her birthday so I don’t want to call her again, not at this time of night. She will scold me for being awake, Barbados is like three hours ahead of me but I can’t do it “it’s uploaded, you just need to post it on your page” my sound engineer said “cool, cool. Thank you, same time tomorrow. I am finna go now” I have nobody in the studio with me, I don’t bother because after all that shit, I am still annoyed with it. I also want my mind not clouded, grabbing my backpack “you want me to send the tracks?” he asked, placing my backpack over my shoulder “yeah send them, I will wait on the pay check now, send the beat to Tyga for me too” opening the door to the studio to leave, I am tired as hell.

I find it funny that niggas want to get jealous, just because I am keeping clean, they don’t like it. It’s weird, I see it for how it is, it’s like they want me to be bad. Pressing the elevator button, I haven’t checked on my phone in a while. Getting my phone out from my pocket, I am mad jealous of Rylee. She seems to be having the best time, her spirits are high after all that with her mom. I am glad she is having fun in a bikini, showing her body off, I mean I love it. That is a lie because I am seething, I hate it. She keeps baiting me with these pictures on Instagram, it is my fault. I did complain and now she won’t stop, she has text me twice. Unlocking my phone and tapping on her messages, stepping onto the elevator “wow” I said to myself, she done it again to me. Talking about do my legs look good in this, she knows my weakness. Looking ahead of me taking in a deep breath, the elevator doors slowly closed “hold up!” placing my hand between the doors so they didn’t close, I know this face “Bailey?” I said shocked “Oh, Chris” she stepped onto the elevator “what are you doing here?” the hell is she doing in this place “I was with Lo, he is in a different room” that nigga is really pissing me off “right, but he knew I was in there” I am feeling I want to go in there but I won’t “he did, you said you wanted to be alone” I remained silent, I just want to go now.

Stepping off the elevator “Chris” Bailey said behind me “what’s up?” turning around, I don’t wish to speak to a snake. I haven’t had the chance to speak to Rylee about it either, why ruin her time away “have you spoken to Rylee at all?” what a weird question “yeah, we talk every night or day. Whenever” I shrugged “oh, she hasn’t spoken to me since she left” why is she telling me this “she has a lot going on right now, maybe” I am glad Rylee doesn’t speak to her, she is a snake “are you both together then? You seem to be into her a lot?” licking my lips “you might want to speak to your friend about this, but if you was my friend I would tell you nothing” her face dropped “you have no right to say that, she is my friend. You have just come out of nowhere, you just want her for her face. Lo said you will get over it soon” I snorted laughing “right, Lo is slightly obsessed with Rylee. I am beginning to notice this a lot, how about you and him stay out of mine and Rylee’ relationship. I am about sick of people saying shit like that, you don’t know me. Leave me alone” why do people like to talk shit, leave us the hell alone.

Banging my car door shut, she done pissed me off. I feel like I am always the topic of conversation, I just want to be happy and clean. Placing my backpack down on the empty seat, watching Bailey walk off. I guess she ain’t got a ride, but if she wasn’t such a bitch I would have given her a ride home “fuck em” I said to myself staring down at my phone, tapping on Twitter after copying the link from my Soundcloud. I am missing Rylee like crazy, I can’t see my daughter because it’s not my time and my mom is in VA. Pasting the link on a tweet and writing a little something out ‘Today is a special day for you Sweetheart’ sending out the link.

Feeling the weight of someone’s arm on my forehead, lazily reaching up and pushing the arm away “stupid” I grumbled turning onto my side. And again, my phone is ringing “my god” reaching over and grabbing my phone “what?” I don’t like being woken up “Happy Birthday bitch!! Wake that ass up, I miss you so much beautiful” Bailey screamed down the phone, a smile formed on my face “awwww Bailey, I will forgive you for waking me. Thank you” let me stop being lazy, it is my birthday. Turning onto my back, seeing Kyrie asleep next to me. I do love staying at family houses, we have to share beds and I have this boy with me “how can you be sleeping in Barbados, girl I seen your tan. You are looking bomb, who been taking those pictures? Cause you can’t be taking those ass pictures” letting out a giggle “my cousin, she is like my personal photographer. My grandma caught us taking pictures and told me to hide my skin, someone might kidnap you. I am like really? But anyways, it is so nice out here, I love it. So much happiness, just to be with my family” feeling a foot kick me, looking to the side of me “kick me again, I will break your feet” Kyrie smiled at me “who you cussing out? Do not tell me you are bullying poor Kyrie again?” she knows me well “he brings it on himself, he kicked me but anyways. Sorry for not keeping in contact with you, just so much is happening” I am happy she called though, Kyrie jumped out of bed and ran off.

Some privacy, at last “how is work? Is Daniel still upset with me?” he is forever upset “it is the usual at that place but they have moved us all, they put you somewhere else too. They wouldn’t tell me, Daniel is fine. He said he will call you later, he is a little butt hurt after seeing the pictures of you leaving the club with Chris Brown. He likes you so much” he is so annoying “I’ll be sure to ignore that call” I rather he just text me “so I saw Chris today, in the studio” she said, pulling a face “how?” I asked all confused “I was in the studio with Lo, he invited me” letting out an oh “oh that is nice” I know Chris was in there “Rylee, Chris was so rude to me, he really talked down to me. I mean I know the guy has no respect for women but I am your friend, I only asked how he was” my mouth fell open, that doesn’t sound like Chris at all “really? Was he drunk or high? That is not him” I don’t accept that “it was just him being him, I asked if you was both together and he snapped at me saying Lo has a thing for you, it was weird. He also had a female in the studio, he made us all leave and it was just them” I don’t need to hear this, I don’t want to know this “what did she look like?” I wonder if it someone that I know “erm she was pretty” is the only thing she said “like model? Was it Rosa Acosta?” he seems to fuck with her a lot “uhh yeah it is, he is a dickhead Rylee. Such an ass to me” I spoke to Chris, he told he was in the studio on his own. I believe him because it was so quiet, why would he do that.

I am not even going to deal with that, I am just in shock. I am reluctant that I am here and he is there but I do trust him, I really don’t know and will need to speak to him but what the fuck, why on my birthday. I am so sad now, I am so not in the mood for anything at all “she is coming!” Kyrie shouted, why is he being so loud “morning baby” my mom said, I couldn’t help but smile “hey mom” I am a mess, I only put on a loose sweatshirt “Happy Birthday my baby” getting down the last step, hugging my mom “thank you, I am just going to get some water” moving back from the hug “no Rylee, the family are waiting” my mom pulled me into the living area, oh god. The family are awake “Happy Birthday” they all said at the same time, I don’t know why I am getting so shy “thank you” hate it being all eyes on me.

Sitting next to my dad “you’re getting old now Rylee, you need to get married” here goes my grandma “mom, please leave her alone. Leave this conversation for another day, but look what I got my baby” my dad pulled a large bag out “this is from your mom and I” I am so excited for gifts “oh you didn’t have too” I grinned dragging the bag closer to me “I hope you like it” looking into the bag “oh my god! You both got me Louboutin’s, oh my god. Thank you so much!” hugging onto my dad “anything for you princess” moving back from my dad “thank you so much mom, this is all I wanted” clapping my hands, I got a pair now. Pulling the box out from the bag “I don’t know why these girls want all this” my grandma waved her hand around “just because you can’t walk in them anymore woman” my grandad said, these two are about to cuss each other out again “these are beautiful! Yes!!” holding up the heel “now you need a man” my grandma added, I sighed out “don’t sigh at me, you need to wear that bikini and those heels and get you a man. Unless you a lesbian” my dad is getting so annoyed with his mom.

Even though I am not speaking to my brother’s they did buy me a designer handbag, I had to say thank you to them. I am just going to let it go, for my mom’s sake that is “well I am glad you like your gifts, we will be having a little party for you. More family to come, you are happy aren’t you?” my mom asked “of course mom, you bought me to Barbados, I have got some new heels. I am seeing family, I love it. I have had a party in LA, stop thinking I need more. This is perfect” holding my mom’ hand “your dad said we have to get those heels, he was determined and why don’t you tell Grandma you have a man? I can’t believe you are dating that Run it Run it boy” I busted out laughing, my mom calling Chris the Run it Run it boy.

Touching my Black Pyramid chain lightly, this really makes no sense to me. Chris wouldn’t be rude to her, he would if she did something to him. I know him, I have spent so much of my time talking to him, or maybe he is not taking his medication but he has been really good with all that. I just don’t get it, why would he do that and why is he with Rosa, this makes no sense to me. I mean it will continue to make no sense to me if I keep on ignoring his calls, he knows I am awake. I logged on to WhatsApp and then posted the picture of my heels, why would Bailey lie to me too. What if this was all true and now my parents know about Chris “god” rubbing my face with my free hand “Rylee!” my mom bursts through the door “yes!?” moving my hand away from my face “come down, cousins are here. They all want to see you” smiling at my mom “that smile can’t hide the sadness, what is wrong? And who got you that?” she pointed at the chain in the box, looking down at it “Chris got it me for my birthday, it’s his clothing line” my mom held the box “oh dear god, this is so nice of him. He is spending money on you already? This must have cost a lot” nodding my head “it did, mom. I will be down soon” closing the box, I need to speak to him.

Three missed calls, a text. Didn’t really help that I posted that picture, he knows I am ignoring him. Sliding across to call him back, I will be devastated with him if it’s true and he is still fucking with her “it’s your birthday! And you called me back!” he seems really happy “yeah, I saw the missed calls. I was just a little busy” I lied, I was just busy thinking if he was being a dick or not “you busy? You can call me later, I have just woke up. Still in bed and shit” I hate these conversations, why can’t he just be good “late night at the studio then?” I said, that was my que to say something slick there “yeah, I had so much to do, I ended up leaving at like six in the morning. I do feel tired still” tired from fucking Rosa’ fat ass “hmmm, you should sleep then” I decided, I can’t be bothered to be speaking on this right now “Rylee, is everything ok? You seem a little off with me?” rolling my eyes “was you in the studio with Rosa last night?” the phone line went silent “what!? No? I was in the studio alone, you know this” he could be playing me off “do I really though?” which is true, I am already insecure because he is Chris Brown, he is a fucking player.

I can hear my family outside, I need to go and spend some time with them “who told you that shit Rylee? I tell you everything” biting on my nail “Bailey called me in the morning and told me you was rude to her, you snapped at her. Said that there is something between Lo and I, and then you had Rosa in the studio, you kicked everyone out to have her in there, what is happening? What are you not telling me?” I am upset from this “wow! Just fucking wow. I didn’t tell you any of this shit because I wanted you to have a good time, I swear Rylee that shit is a fucking lie. That bitch is a fucking liar, she is trying to break us up. Fucking wow. That is all lies. I didn’t tell you anything because of everything you are going through, you didn’t need to hear my shit. I have been having a pretty shit time here but I kept that to myself. Bailey and Lo got it fucking coming” rubbing my forehead with my free hand “then you tell me what happened?” let me hear his side.

I feel I am between these two now “what is the point? You ain’t finna believe me, I am the guy that had sex with Rosa in the beginning like an idiot I am. I am the same guy that nobody likes and is a player as you say, what is the point?” pulling a face “if you think this relationship ain’t worth fighting for then it says a lot Chris” what is even wrong with him, I speak to him everyday “I ain’t say that! I am just saying why explain, you will believe the lies. You will still blame me anyways” he is so annoying “I am not even blaming you in the first place, trust me if I did I would have called you as soon as I got the call. I want to talk to you like an adult, I don’t believe anything. So tell me now” if he doesn’t then I am just going to put the phone down on him until he can act right “fine, so I have had a pretty shit time here. Just seems like everyone wants me to be that bad Chris, everyone seems to want to bad mouth me to make me angry. I was in the studio with the boys the day you got to New Jersey, Rosa came in and said I see you got some new chick. I didn’t want to know, I ignored her and she didn’t like it and then said maybe I should speak to my friends because they been talking shit, so I did. I spoke to them, Bailey been talking shit to Lo. She said that you told her that we didn’t have sex so I goes look, this shit ain’t got nothing to do with any of you if we did or not. So from that moment I knew that Bailey is a snake telling shit about us, so I saw her in the elevator mind you. I didn’t even know they was there, she came at me. Asking me if I am with you, I said ask Rylee. She got funny with me when I told her we talk every day and then said you never call her. She said Lo thinks we won’t make it, I swear down Rylee, that is it. On my daughter’s life, I love her so much. I never had anyone in that studio, I was busy making a song for you”

I didn’t even realise any of this was happening to him, he seemed so fine with things “why didn’t you tell me this before? I told Bailey that we didn’t have sex, just because we didn’t then. I didn’t think she would have repeated it” shaking my head lightly “I believe you Chris, I do. Just you know, she is supposed to be my friend. You was suffering, why didn’t you tell me this?” I am sad he didn’t share his problems with me “because I want to be here for you, I don’t know why Bailey told you that. I am so shocked because I don’t know her, you do. I promise you Rylee, I was busy writing. My problems are minor, we just have haters” fucking Bailey, I am not going to deal her until I get home “this shit happened on your birthday, I am sorry” Chris apologised “no, you didn’t do anything. Don’t say sorry, something that I am going to have to deal with” fucking bitch Bailey.

Sitting outside in my bikini, I did wear the chain Chris got me. I am with my man, I believed him as soon as he said about the not having sex thing. I took a picture of the chain and me, she can digest this shit the vindictive bitch, I would be happy for her, why can’t she be happy for me. Looking at my grandma, she is staring at my grandad “what is you secret?” I asked her “to what?” she has the same eye colour, I get this from her “keeping the marriage alive” she side eyed my grandad “I always keep him on his toes, your grandad was a handsome guy. Not so much now but he was, he had girls flocking. But I have the bomb pussy, he came back for more” I gasped “grandma!” my hand over my chest “don’t give me that, I never loved him. He made me fall in love with his charm, he treated me well” smiling at her “you have been out in the sun for far too long” my grandad interrupted us, you know what. Let me facetime Chris, I miss his face.

Hopefully he picks up that is, it says connected but no picture “ayyeee!” Chris spat “don’t you dare say anything stupid” let me warn him first “oh yeah, I got you. I am dying to put your picture up on my IG, you look so good in the chain. I am happy you facetimed me beautiful” he always makes me blush, it’s the way he stares at me “I miss you and also, I don’t want you to think I am upset with what happened. I do not blame you at all either, things like this will make us stronger. And also don’t ever think I won’t believe you. I just like us to talk about things” he looks so cute, he can’t stop smiling either “I get it, I just don’t get why people don’t want us together. I think we good you know; we don’t need people. I am still going to beat Lo, he needs it” side eyeing Chris “please don’t, you are better than that” placing the phone further down, so the camera is between my boobs “I thought we keeping this PG? You can’t do that” I shrugged smiling “who you speaking too?” my grandma spat “my boyfriend” I said “my mom calls you the run it, run it boy by the way” oh god, she is walking over to me “let me see this boy, come on. Don’t you lie to me” she said, I can’t stop laughing “oh is this the boy? Rose, it’s the boy. You told me you had no boyfriend” Chris is getting so shy, this is hilarious. He moved his face away “where is he?” my mom ran over “Hey, run it, run it boy. Come back” Chris bought his face back on to camera “hi Rylee’ mom and grandma” he waved, how adorable is he “he is handsome, Rylee he is a beautiful man” my grandma is so close to the camera, she needs to move back.

My mom and grandma are obsessed, I have to walk away with my phone because they was taking over “my mom took over back there, you see her. She even got her glasses on” Chris is still laughing “they cool, you should have left me with them” he thinks I would do that “Rylee, I can’t find my shoes” Kyrie said to me “uuuhhh, have you tried looking outside? I am sure I saw them outside, I am not doing it for you so go and do it and find them” he is asking me because he thinks I will go and find them for him “you mad mean to him” hearing Chris say “mean? I am not, he wants me to be his slave” walking up the steps “I want that too” Chris wishes I was his slave “right, if I am your slave then I will be walking around in my new heels in just my bra and panties on, you can’t touch me at all” closing the bedroom door behind me “No, if you are my slave. What I say goes, I just want you to sit on my face constantly” flicking the camera around while pointing my phone at the long mirror “why you doing this to me!?” Chris spat, he really can’t control himself.

I already miss Rylee, we just spoke on the phone and I want to call her back. Placing my phone at the side of me, Rylee’ family seem really cool. Her brothers are dicks but other than that, they seem really nice. I just know that Rylee is the apple of everyone’s eye, she is the loved one, but it shows. I can’t wait for Rylee to be back in LA, I don’t mean to be clingy but she seems to be the only person to understand me. I am angry that Bailey lied on me like that, she could have cost me Rylee. It may be a bad thing to expose my relationship with Rylee to the world but then again, I am proud of her and I want to show her off. Blowing out air, Rylee’ grandma is crazy. She was checking me out, I think I have the family approval.

Staring at my Instagram, contemplating on whether I am making the worst decision or the best decision in posting a picture. I want to celebrate her too, I can’t hide Rylee forever though. You know what, fuck the world because that is my girl. Tapping the camera, scrolling down on my camera roll. I have the perfect picture for this, I kept that picture I took of Rylee when we went to Six Flag’s. Her side profile and smile, she is so damn beautiful. Tapping the picture, she will probably say that she hates the picture but it’s actually really nice. Pressing next to put a caption under the picture ‘Because you're my greatest gift, I seal it with a kiss! Happy Birthday beautiful’ I don’t want to write too much, that is just perfect.

Now I can’t help myself, I am posting a second picture. The selfie she took of us at Six Flag’s, I would post so many pictures but I need to stop ‘She called me a corny nigga after this picture was taken! Can’t wait for you to come back’ I just remember every moment with her, it is funny that I do but I treasure every moment with her. Locking my phone, I guess that is it now. I just want to be happy and that is with Rylee of course, I just noticed that I have not left this house all day. I need to actually go to the studio, I might ask if Mijo will come with me. If I ever see Bailey, I won’t even look her way. Just because she will twist my words, I am just going to walk by her.

Just as I was about to call Mijo, Rylee’ name popped up. Picking the phone up “hey” she has called very quick after the picture posting, I hope she ain’t going to say why did you do that “oh my god Chris, thank you so much. My emotions are everywhere, I just listened to the song and then the pictures. What did I do to deserve you, thank you so much baby” she called me baby “it’s cool, the least I can do for you. I just want to make sure you have a good day, we are official to the world now” rubbing the top of my head “I don’t even care anymore, you made that song with me in mind? I don’t deserve that! I can’t wait to see you. Thank you, honestly. I don’t care about anybody else, it’s about me and you” I am grateful she is happy after all that bullshit.

Today could have really gone to shits, I am just happy Rylee is not like the other girls with the dramatics after she heard the lies “I’ll be back soon, how are you feeling now? You should have really told me if you was feeling that way Chris. I am always here for you, I know I told you about my mom but you should have said something” why is she so sweet, I don’t deserve “because that is mad selfish, making it about myself. I just want to do everything I can to make you happy, believe me Rylee it hurt me to hear you cry. My issue is just minor, I just get to see the real niggas for who they are” I can hear the music in the background, she should be celebrating her birthday “I am embarrassed that I did cry, I appreciate you for listening to me. I need to be happy for my mom, she is having the time of her life with everything. Oh yeah, you know my mom doesn’t know that I told you about this, she actually wants to meet you before she has her treatment. Now I told her that it’s a little too soon but she don’t want to look ill in front of you. It’s up to you but my family are inviting you to their home before that” I am shocked, they want to meet me “really? They want to meet me? I am shocked, I don’t mind. I am free whenever” meeting the parents, this will be different “we will figure something out, god. I can’t wait to see you Chris” I think I should let her go, I am taking her time “same, struggling without my girls. I better let you go though, it’s your party. You have fun, I am going to the studio and if I see them I will be good, for you that is” I still want to punch Lo in the face “ok, call me whenever you want though, I do miss you like crazy but goodnight noodle arms, if I don’t get to say it later” letting out a little laugh “you are just jealous that I have long arms, fool. Goodnight beautiful” the phone line went silent, it is like we didn’t want to disconnect the phone call. Let me do it, I am ruining her day already. Sighing out as I disconnected the call.

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14.

From the corner of my eye I see Daniel, I have not seen him or spoken to him since my birthday party. I don’t see Bailey anymore because they have moved her and then put me back on the Emergency department, I am so happy that has happened because I was ready to slap that sour faced hoe. Daniel on the other hand, he is still with me on the team but I think he has been off ill. I have been back for three days but I am off again, I am counting down the hours until I go home. When I mean home, I mean New Jersey and with Chris. Funny thing today, I was helping this lady get out of bed and her son said he has seen me before, and then he said I am one of Chris Brown’ models. I accepted that though, I rather they think that. But I do get looks, like people know me. Placing my phone back in my locker before closing the door, Daniel glared at me but looked away. Placing the lock on my locker “are you just going to keep on staring or talk to me? I have already cut that bitch off” I like to know if he is just going to be like that “well you are too good for us” he took his top off to change it “that is bullshit, I wouldn’t be here if I was. Me being with Chris doesn’t change anything, if you don’t want to be friends then say it. I know you wanted more but..” I shrugged not knowing what to say “I am just not that guy, maybe I should be a dick. Maybe I should just be like him, being nice gets you nowhere” he is so bitter “you don’t know him like that, it’s sad that I have lost people that I called friends. It’s fine, you only liked me for my looks. You sniffed around me because you wanted to date me, forget it” I don’t want to know, I don’t have friends anymore.

Placing my I.D badge over my neck as I walked out of the locker room “Rylee, I am sorry” Daniel held my arm to stop me walking “it’s not like that at all” he let my arm go “I am still friends with you, you know why I am upset. You just said it, I like you a lot and I rather be friends then lose you like that. I haven’t spoken to Bailey either, I have been off” seeing my manager, I better walk or I will look like I am doing nothing “then say that then, don’t just give me looks like I am just shit. Daniel, you’re a nice guy but it’s not me. You can judge me and judge my decision to be with him, but it felt right” Daniel doesn’t want to hear it, he don’t like that I am talking about Chris “you dipped with him that night, I knew you was his. As soon as you left with him I knew. As long as you are happy, he makes you happy then who am I to say. I am still butt hurt though” Daniel flashed a smile at me “you still bomb, I still get to see you in this uniform” side eyeing him “you’re stupid” slowly walking “Rylee, resuscitation room” my manager called “that is me” skipping off, I know what Daniel is looking at while I walk away.

Walking side by side with Daniel “don’t you think old people are really rude? She called me stupid, I’m like ma’am do I look stupid? Then she said I was rude. I was helping her as much as I could” Daniel said, pushing the doors open “that is why I don’t like dealing with them but I also don’t like dealing with kids, especially when they are badly hurt. Gets to me, recently it has been. I gagged at the sight of blood and then Sarah told me to suck it up. I don’t know what is wrong with me” shaking my head, my mom is constantly on my mind now “you’ll get over it, honestly. I did” Daniel placed his hands on my shoulders “you’re good at your job, why you think you are back with us” smiling at Daniel, he is a little too close for comfort and is touching me “thank you” looking around the entrance, Chris is not even here “you need a ride home?” Daniel moved his arm away from me, stepping in front of me “uhm, no. Chris said he would pick me up, clearly not” it’s a blessing he is not here, he would have been annoyed with him touching me “oh, you already got him under the thumb and shit. You must have some magical p cause Chris Brown has the best parties ever, I know a friend that went. That nigga had an orgy party” why is he even telling me this “thanks” I said rolling my eyes.

Looking down at my watch and Chris is still not here, this is not even fair. I told him I would drive, he is so stubborn and said don’t “text him, tell him I will take you” Daniel will not just go away “Brandon, my nigga. The hell you doing here!?” Daniel spat as this very tall black guy walked over to us “my boy got stabbed, I came out for some air. You good?” crossing my arms as I stepped back “yeah, just waiting with my friend. Don’t want to leave her alone” I don’t know this man, I am not going to be nice. Looking to the side of me “what’s your name? Ain’t you the girl on Breezy’ IG? Shiit” I am literally the girl on his IG to these people “it’s Rylee, she is my homie. That’s her boyfriend, he coming now” Daniel said. What is this, a show “my god” I said in a whisper “I’m Brandon, if you are Daniel’ homie then that makes you my homie” looking up at this guy “you wish I was your homie, Daniel is about to lose the homie title soon” Daniel gasped “why? Oh Come on Rylee, you are so touchy with me, look. I am joking” he placed his hand over his chest “I will stop airing it out, I am happy for you” that is a damn lie “sure, you can go. I am fine on my own” I don’t need the audience “aye T, Chris Brown finna come” that guy shouted at another friend of his, glaring at Daniel.

Hitting Daniel’ arm “see what you have done now, forget you. You think this is some joke. You talk about my man having orgies and then telling every nigga he is coming, fuck you” I spat, Daniel chuckled “come on you little bajan fire cracker” feeling his arms wrap around my waist as he pulled me back towards him “don’t fucking do that!” I shouted, Daniel moved his arms away and held his hands up “oh shit, Chris Brown is legit here” that Brandon guy said, my eyes widened turning around “your nigga hates me” Daniel said, why is Chris even out of the car “what the fuck ever” looking around my surroundings before I walked across the road towards him, Chris is not even looking at me. He is looking at the boys, we are not doing this today “you’re here, finally” I need him to not be like this “what you looking at nigga!?” Chris spat “you got something to say!?” I won’t have them annoying Chris just so they can record him “he touched you, I saw it” grabbing Chris’ hand “please, I want to go” I just need to get out of here, I feel slightly upset.

I am finding it so hard to keep a straight face, if I cry then Chris will want to kill him. I don’t know why I am so emotional “Rylee, what is wrong?” Chris asked and that was it, tears fell “we turning back” Chris pressed on the brake so hard “don’t, please. Don’t” looking up trying to keep these tears from falling “then why are you crying!? Did he do something to you? I saw him holding you” flicking the tears away, looking at Chris “I am becoming very angry, why are you crying!?” Chris parked the car on the side street “because I am just feeling emotional, can I not cry?” Chris held my hand but I snatched it away “then you hate me? Is it me? What is it?” I need to stop crying but these tears, digging into my handbag looking for a tissue “I was just waiting for you, you wasn’t coming. I just wanted to leave the situation, I had guys around me and then Daniel grabbed me like that. I just didn’t like it, then it’s like everyone was laughing at me, you know. I just don’t know ok, it’s a lot” grabbing a tissue “I have no friends left, it hurts. I am not like that, I wouldn’t be like that with others” why is everyone so shit to me.

The silence in the car, Chris didn’t speak a single word which worried me “I am sorry for crying, just so much emotions” he seems so dangerous when quiet “Chris, talk to me. Why are you quiet?” I feel bad now, I feel so stupid too “you crying in front of me and I can’t do shit, I am so angry. You won’t let me beat his ass, I wanted to beat him but I listened to you. That motherfucker!” Chris hit his steering wheel, I cringed “I need air” he opened the car door, closing my eyes as slammed the door shut. I shouldn’t have cried in front of him, I know Chris and I know his anger. I don’t want him to ever do anything stupid like hit him, he is so much better than that. You know what also annoyed me, how people keep on saying I am just that girl on his IG page.

Chris got back in the car “you know it hurts when you cry, I am sorry I was late. I was dropping Royalty off with my mom, I got late because of it. Forgive me, you’re losing these friends because of me too. I am sorry” frowning at Chris “don’t say that, they were never friends if they left me like this. I am over it now, I am happier with you. You mean more” a smile formed on Chris’ face “so I mean more now? I feel like I am getting on step closer, I do feel so bad. You didn’t deserve the shit they gave you, I am about to get you a bodyguard. I don’t like you working there but honestly, I respect you enough to not demand you to leave. You will have the last laugh baby, look at us now. We will be going New Jersey and then Paris, about to spoil you” smiling as I looked down, feeling Chris press a kiss to the side of my face “my mom is not going to like you spoiling me” looking up at him, pressing a kiss to his lips “for every tear you cried that is how many diamonds I will buy you” bringing my hand up and stroking the side of his face “for every time you listen to me is a step closer to having these lips on your dick, I appreciate that you do respect me enough to not do something” Chris inhaled deeply against my neck “we got each other Rylee” Chris moved back, I guess he is right. I have him now.

Chris got me frozen yoghurt to make me feel better “you didn’t have too you know” Chris put his car engine on “look at the smile on your face, I knew it would” taking a scoop of the frozen yoghurt “I am going to drop you off, be ready in the morning. We will be leaving at nine in the morning” swallowing the scoop I put in my mouth “erm, what? You will be with me so?” I said confused “studio babe, I want to get my album done. Being with you has given me so much material but I will be there tonight” placing a scoop of frozen yoghurt in front of his face, he ate it “right, that can’t happen. What about sleep? Eat? You need to sleep Chris” that is stupid “I can get some on the jet there, it’s cool” shaking my head at him “Chris, I want you to sleep. I don’t like it, I defrosted the meat. I can’t eat all of that to myself? You do need to sleep” I said, Chris chuckled “wow babe, make it for me. When I get in I will eat it, I will try and get some sleep” Chris not sleeping is a thing I do not like to hear.

I still feel stupid I cried “promise me you won’t ever speak to Bailey, you won’t ever hit Daniel. I know you will hold that grudge but I don’t want the stories” Chris will eventually get Daniel, I don’t know when but he will “I got you, I was about to beat his ass at that moment. Who were those guys? They were recording me” I shrugged “a friend of his, he said that you had an orgy party? Is that true?” looking at Chris’ reaction he just chuckled “honestly, I did but I swear I didn’t have the orgy myself. It’s irrelevant now, I am happy with you. I read your text too, stop thinking negative about your mom, she will pull through. Honestly, I just want happiness for this little trip away, you will get to see my life. See the people I work with, I got my stylist to get you some outfits. Just pick what you want in Paris, I am not sure with makeup. This is new to me, I told him that you are naturally beautiful but get someone” staring at Chris in awe “you really doing that for me?” I feel emotional again “yeah, it’s nothing. You got me feeling something I never thought I would be able to feel, I never thought I would change. Just let me spoil you this weekend, you can’t say no anything got it?” nodding my head “fine, I am so nervous. God, this is so different” I need to accept his lifestyle, he accepts mine with working.

Chris walked me inside my apartment “so if you need me, call me. I will be back” placing my handbag on the couch “Chris you think we are going too fast with things?” what if it all goes wrong, I am loving this but it feels like we have been together for years “you know when you know, you know. With you Rylee, I know” I don’t really want him to go, I won’t say it though “I am glad you annoyed me until I broke, you have bought great joy into my life. Meeting my parents already too, so exciting. But I do want you to have some sleep, either here or at home, up to you. Just rest up, I will see you in the morning. I will still make you some food, I will be eating all alone now” poking my lips out looking up at Chris in sadness “you making it hard for me to leave, I never want to see you cry again though. I will beat his ass, let him know that. My bodyguards will come for him, oh yeah. You will meet them, I am only bringing two of them” my frown turned into a smile “I am staying away from them, I am going to apply for a whole different part of the hospital. I need it, I am done with it. Are these bodyguards really big and handsome? Like sweep me off my feet with their big muscular arms” Chris eyeballed me “let me find out you are getting wet over other men, I barely allow a man to talk to you. There will be trouble” I yelped out as Chris gripped my butt “you mine now” holding me close, tightening my arms around him “only wet for you” he smells so good.

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