#If you keep this nigga in your circle.

[cyarsk52-20]

Andrew if you were to die tomorrow, we’d celebrate

I bet he was quiet about this though

Geez, what’s with these middle aged men acting like children over nothing and acting disgusting too? He’s tweeting this and he’s 41 years old as of October 30. Embarrassing. I’m old enough to be his daughter and yet I’m more mature than him, yes, I got some emotional issues that I need to handle, but at least I don’t act like that at least not to the point when I’m disrespecting my own race and culture and making offensive rape “jokes” toward someone who didn’t even mention my name. It’s giving this too:

[alanaaii]

Bae-cation w connie. ☆

nsfw 1st smut , choking

You and connie decided to start getting ready for your flight the night before so you could make sure you had all of your stuff. you stuffed your juicy couture suitcase with all of your essentials and non essentials. as you struggled to close the bag, connie just sat there and chuckled. “you packed too much mama“ “no i packed what i needed“

you continue to try different positions to zip it closed. “you NEED to take some of that unnecessary shit out“ you paused. was this nigga getting sassy?

“i’ll slap the tattoos off of you connie, don’t play wimme” he shook his head as he came over and helped you close the suitcase. connie was right. you did pack a lot of unnecessary things, but you was going somewhere you’ve never been before so it made sense. after getting it closed, you and connie made eye contact. “and who tattoos are you gonna slap off?”

something about his intense gaze made you feel tingly inside and out. you wanted to say fuck this mean acting y/n and kiss him on his pink pretty lips—but you had too much pride. “yours.” with a swift motion connie gripped onto your neck (dw u can still breathe.) and stared you down. you basically melted into his hand. you couldn’t keep eye contact anymore, you looked everywhere but his eyes. “what’s wrong ma? can’t keep your eyes on me?“ you knew he was right. you couldn’t. he was toooo damn fine. both of your lips slowly touched as connie softened his grip. a what was suppose to be a quick kiss turned into a long messy ‘n wet kiss. as he released his hand from your neck completely, you pulled away from the kiss. “you can’t kiss me like that mama..i want more” you smirked and grabbed his hand, making him follow you to your shared bedroom. you could barely make it into the room before connie picked you up and plopped you onto the bed. Your lips connecting once again for part 2. you pulled away for a split second to remove your shirt. he massaged over your breast, using his thumb and finger to pinch the bud causing you to moan inside of connie’s mouth as you feel your panties dampen. connie loved your moans, they turn him on so much he cant control himself. he takes his hands and slides your laced panties down—throwing them to godknowswhere. “mmhm you so pretty y/n.” connie felt how wet you were, slowly sliding one finger in. you gasp as he slides his finger in and out of you. you feel your orgasm building up before you were suddenly left empty. “connn” you whined. all of that emptiness turned to fullness once he slid his long tanned dick inside of you. you couldn’t believe how full connie made you. “t-too much conniee” “cmon ma, you know you can take it.” connie let you get adjusted before beginning to thrust into you. at first his strokes were slow ‘n sweet—at first—letting out your pretty and soft moans before he became rough. his thrusts got faster and hitting wayy deeper. you could feel his dick hitting all of your sweet spots. “talk to me, tell me how much you love this dick” connie felt your pussy sucking him in as he rubbed circles around your clit with his thumb. you couldn’t say a word. connie just felt too damn good. “since youn wanna talk, ima make her talk to me” connie sped up his thrust as you began to see stars, you knew you were coming to your end. you felt your blood rushing before you squirted on connie. wetting the bed and his shirt. you repeated connie’s name as if you were summoning him. it felt so fuckin good. after a few moments of silence, connie breaks it. “all good?” you shook your head yes, your eyes droopy and clearly ready to rest. “well better get cleaned up, we got a flight to catch tomorrow.”

i lowkey don’t like this that much..pls let me know if you do because i will either delete this or never make another smut 😭

[cyxnidx]

MY ADDICTION !

character: sukuna x curvy!black reader

genre: a little bit of everything - some headcanons + scenarios of a teensy bit of fluff, brainrot, & some smut

a/n: decided to start makin' some black fics.

sukuna, who absolutely adores you, he might not show it, but he does. wholeheartedly.

sukuna, who often has his own way of showing you his affection.

you feel a pluck on the top of your head, looking over and seeing sukuna looking down at you, a smile on his face despite being met with confusion. "why?" "why not."

sukuna, who adores your earthy style with your coconut and vanilla scents.

sukuna watches as you finish rubbing lotion into your arms, smiling when you walk past him for your gel and he gets hit by a fresh coconut and vanilla scent. "you smell delicious." he compliments, watching as you sit in your chair in front of your vanity. still focused on your edges, you let a small smirk appear. "thank you." he hums before responding, letting his chin rest on his palm. "do you taste the same, too?" and with that, your smirk grows. "come find out."

sukuna, who finds the most peace with his hands against your hips and his face stuffed into the side of your neck.

"what the fuck." you say with a sigh. you've been in the kitchen with your boyfriends head in the crook of your neck, his hands rubbing soft circles into your waist while you cook. except, the foods done - and sukuna has yet to move. "what is it?" he asks as he feigns innocence. you look at him when he raises his face to look at you. "do you wanna eat or not nigga?" after your words register in his mind, a knowing smirk crosses his face.

whether that be while he's hugging you, or hitting it from the back.

"where all that attitude go? hmm?" sukuna questions behind you, face still buried in the crook of your neck, except the sensation of him massaging shapes into your waist was replaced with his cock pounding into your cunt from your mouth. "had all that mouth .. where it go, huh?" he prompts again, thrusts getting sloppier.

sukuna, who doesn't mind spending a couple hundred to help you keep your hair under control.

"go ahead, princess." sukuna says, twisting a curl of your hair around his finger after handing you $500. he leans down, mouth right by your ear. "go get somethin' pretty done so i can fuck it up again."

sukuna, who loves to see you dressed in white, and the way the color radiates off your skin almost perfectly.

sukuna, who can't ever get over your cooking.

"eating good, ain't you baby?" you ask sweetly, watching sukuna scarf down a thanksgiving meal you'd made for the holiday. the sight of him eating, as if it were his very last or very first meal, put a smile on your face. finishing his plate, he placed his utensils down, a toothy grin painting his face. "best i've ever had mamas."

sukuna, who loves watching you do your hair while it's out, watching mindlessly while you style your curls & lay your edges with precision.

sukuna, who loves your occasional attitude every once in a while.

"oh, and what's the matter?" sukuna asks, watching you roll your eyes once again. "you actin' like you don't got no sense 'bout what i'm saying sukuna." you say, damn near starting to yell at the man in front of you. though, he had a knowing smirk on his face. not because he found this amusing, but because you're the only person with enough guts to so much as breathe near him with any attitude.

sukuna, who commonly calls you an addiction, simply because once he got a hit?.. he couldn't help but want more.

[blxckmassbaby]

Back To School

Pairing: LSU Joe Burrow x Black! Fem Reader

Warnings:Smut, (MINORS DO NOT READ)

Synopsis: Another late night fling with QB1.

(not proofread so sorry for mistakes :/)

It’s two in the morning,and you know damn well you should be asleep or at least studying.

But here you were,pinned underneath one of the most famous quarterbacks in college football…again.

You caught the Heisman trophy winner’s eye at a party on campus and ever since then,these meetups became routine for you and Joe. Although it had been a minute since the two of you had a meetup due to his hellish schedule,the passion and lust for each other never wavered.

All the kisses,the way he touched you,they were all just as feverent as ever.

“Seeing all those pictures of you looking so fucking good and not being able to touch you drove me crazy.But now I finally can again and I’m gonna take full advantage of it,you hear me,Y/N?” Joe whispered in your ear,running his hand over your clothed pussy, laughing at how his entire hand could cover your sex so easily.

“Joey…” You whimpered.

“I know,baby. Just lemme get you prepped for me first,okay?” Joe said softly.

He momentarily pulled your shorts and panties off in one go,leaving your pussy exposed to him amd the cool dorm air. His focus shifted from the discarded clothing back to your glistening mound.

Joe placed his thumb on your clit and began to rub your pearl in small circles,which was one of your favorite things he always did to you. He knew how to put just the right amount of pressure on it and the perfect pace to rub it,making your body jolt slightly.

“Oh look at you,you missed that huh baby?” He speeds up just a little bit,letting a drop of spit fall from his mouth to your pussy,intensifying the sensation.

“Joe please,” You whined a little louder and wrapped your much smaller hand around his wrist,trying to move his other fingers towards your entrance before he suddenly pulled your hand off.

“Be fucking quiet and behave,you’ll get what you really want soon.” He says sternly.

He slips the tips of his middle and ring finger into you before your tightness makes them slide back out. ”Fuck I gotta stretch you back out again. Been so damn long I think you got tighter,babe.” He pushes the same two fingers all the way into you this time. You winced from the intense stretch and Joe abruptly stops.

“You okay baby? you need a minute?” He asked.

You responded with a faint “uh uh” but obviously that wasn’t a concrete answer so he asked again.

“I need words,mama.Do you need a break? Yes or no?”

“No,daddy.” You whimpered.

“Oh keep calling me daddy and see what happens,baby.” Joe smirks feeling himself get harder from the name you just called him.

He pushes his fingers back in you once again instantly curling them up towards your g-spot. He kissed you in an attempt to muffle your moans as he continued pumping his fingers in and out of your pussy.

“Tell me what you want next.You wanna cum on my fingers or cum on my dick the way you used to hm?” He asked.

“I need to cum on that fucking dick,Joe,please.” You moaned against his lips.

“I knew that’s what you’d pick,you’re always so eager for my dick. And you’re gonna get exactly what you want. Joe says.

He takes his fingers out of your core,licking your essence off of them before discarding his own shorts and boxers on the floor. He strokes himself a few times and slaps the tip repeatedly on your pussy lips. “Look what you did to me,you see how fucking hard you made me?” Now you’re gonna feel it too.He muttered.

You shut your eyes waiting for the inevitable feeling of him poking at your entrance and sure enough,he’s sliding into your pussy for the first time in what felt like an eternity,letting out a deep groan as he did so. You wrap your arms around his neck in an attempt to pull him closer as his hips snap into you.

“Missed this fucking pussy so much,and it’s all mine. No one else drives me this crazy,baby.” He moaned. This nigga was absolutely lost in pleasure.

You could’ve cum just from hearing him tell you your pussy belonged to him.Knowing that out of all the other bitches on campus,you were the one getting this treatment.

“Don’t fucking stop daddy! ouu-shit!” You cried out feeling his the tip of his dick kiss your g-spot just as his fingers did earlier.

“What did I say about getting loud huh,slut?” I know it’s good but we don’t wanna get caught right?” He grunts staring directly into your eyes. The smallest things really did turn you on about him,especially the way he was able to fuck you at such a breakneck pace yet never break eye contact. Guess he was skilled in a bunch of other areas too.

You hadn’t even cum yet but your body was so overstimulated,you were so close all you could do was dig your nails into his back and moan into the abyss of the night. The need in your voice,the way your nails clawed at his back,it all ignited something in Joe that made him fuck you even harder.

The gushing sounds of your pussy and the quick rythm of him rutting into you plus both of your moans and cries of pleasure was nothing short of an erotic symphony that was drving you over the edge.

“Fuck,you hear that pussy talkin’ to me,babygirl? She’s sayin she wants to cum.You gonna let that pussy cum for me hm?”

You nodded quickly,trembling underneath the quarterback as his thrusts became sloppier.Joe was damn near unintelligible,the sound of your voice and the feeling of you wrapped around him so tightly was getting to him.

Then suddenly,as if he had a sudden burst of energy,he lifts your legs and places them over his shoulders, allowing him to drill even deeper into you.

Both of you couldn’t help but moan loudly from this new angle,and by this point whatever noises anyone heard was the least of either of your worries.

“Fuck,c’mon,mama Cum for daddy, I feel you getting closer…” He trails off mid-sentence as his orgasm seemingly approaches just as quickly as yours.

“Im c-cumming! Shit I fucking can’t-MMH”

“Come on,baby. Come on,baby cum on this dick it’s all yours.” Joe groans,kissing the silver number 9 charm on the anklet he had gifted you not too long ago that was currently draped over his broad shoulders.

Your press your hands into his firm chest as your orgasm completely ravaged through your body,making your eyes roll in the back of your head. Joe’s followed close behind you,his body shaking as he came inside of you. He pulled out,and breathlessly collapsed on top of you,trying to catch up with himself.

“Didnt realize how much you missed me did you?” You giggled running your hands through his hair.

Oh I did,I just had to show you better than I could tell you.

(Hope yall enjoyed this,let me know if you’ve got any nfl requests and let me know what you thought of this story😭)

[suckmybigtoeoikawa]

can i req nsfw hcs for 4town?

maybe aaron z need jesse ig theres a limit to characters

If your uncomfy with what’s below then go look at something else, gracias !! i’m trying to clear my inbox with all the old stories i didn’t even respond back to

sure <33 i wrote for 4/5 of them because i didn’t know what to write for Taeyong lmao

Aaron Z

I honestly feel like he gives off soft Dom vibes but he can be a little bit shy in the beginning

he’s shy but at the same time he’s not; for example he’ll do something flirty to you and he’ll have this smirk on his face, but as soon as you do something back he wanna get all flustered 

also it’s really easy to get into the moment, it gets really intense with him 

 he's really good at complimenting your body (and the way you clench around him when he does complement you doesn't go unnoticed) 

he's lowkey kind of quiet but you know he feels good because the look on his face, it's a dead give away 

let’s say you’re riding him, his face will get red and his head will be thrown back

also he wouldn't keep his hands to himself they’d be on your ass or thighs 

I think that like when he makes music, it’s like he's very sexual and passionate (just like his voice actor’s music) and he’s like that when he gets comfortable 

ass>>> anything

he’ll slap, grab, bro lemme tell you something when he grabs he grabs, mf grips 

aftercare with him is really calm and quiet, and his hand is on your ass (no surprise) 

possessive at times, like if he sees you talking/ laughing with Robaire he’ll wait till you’re done talking to him (but ofc with a mean mug on his face) and then when y'all get home...

Jesse

makes you beg 

if you want something you have to ask for it, and then he just keeps on egging it on with a smile on his face 

he puts your pleasure first then his

most of the time you guys have sex it’s spontaneous

one moment y'all could be watching a movie and/or talking about something deep and then he got you bent over

knows just about everything about your body and will tease you about it too

he’s a dirty talker, and he's to good at it 

he’s the type to come up behind you and grab your tits (over your shirt or under it doesn't matter to him, but he prefers under) 

some of 4towns more suggestive songs or songs that he sings solo are lyrics written about you 

he’s a lip biter and a neck kisser

he’ll also tease you when you try to kiss him

you’ll lean into the kiss and so will he but just when you think his lips will press yours his thumb will rub your bottom lip 

aggravating but hot 

uses toys on you

during after he will whisper praises into your ear and trace shapes on your arm, to precious 

 Robaire

i could see him being a soft dom

honestly i think he can be a bit jealous sometimes, soooo i believe that he marks his partner, on the neck a lil bit

so when the person he’s jealous about sees the marks he’ll just give a lil smirk and pull you closer by the waist

he’s a grunter and he’s the type to make you know how good you make him feel

even outside the bedroom he’s very passionate

most of the time he’s giving because he genuinely enjoys it

he likes to make you moan (so does the others but man he’s gonna praise you while you do and will encourage you to moan some more)

his voice is so likeeee sensual when he wants it to be, like he just really says the right things that make you feel some type of way

i’m seeing this for when he does his solo shit.. but he probably would use your moans in his songs

very possessive too but he’s more in public with it, so sometimes it’s not as sexual, he’ll do things like buy expensive things or always be around you to make sure that people know that ur being taken care of

and taken care of in other ways because this nigga will brag.. idk but it’s only around like his close right circle of friends

he’s a pussy pleaser 😜

Aaron T

like robaire he brags but he does it without even noticing it

like most of the time it’s vague but enough to be like wtf bud :)

he’s a moaned and whimpering type of nigga with he’s more submissive

when he’s more dominate i see him being more of a moaner

he constantly brags to his friend and in interviews about how pretty and beautiful you are

titties typa man, like if they’re in his face he don’t know what to do, he just goes crazy on it

i feel like he’s the type to really like it messy

he’s always gonna wanna kiss you too, like he’s so sweet but also so desperate too

he’s a sucker for dirty talk, if you want to rile him up in any way, dirty talk is the way to go

i also feel like he’s a thigh dude so just put his hand on your thigh and move his hand up and down on it, he’s already feelin some typa way

he’s get flustered easily but sometimes if he’s very unaware of when you’re trying to initiate

like let’s say you’re at a party and you’re trying to get him riled up, he’s not gonna pick up the hints until you blatantly tell him you wanna fuck

then he’s gonna be flustered and blushing because he loves when your straight forward.

[slippinninque]

✨A Different Perspective ✨

Fontaine x Reader

Warnings: cursing, reader has a bad friend, something a bit different from me lmao, reader's nickname is Lil'Bit, before-work-fic so might have some errors lol

Tatianna had him eating out the palm of her hand. She caught his eye wandering more than once, when she jammed to her favorite song or pulled down her dress from where it was riding up.

She laughed at what Big Moss had to say, putting herself close to Fontaine so they would brush against one another whenever the crowd surged. More than once she used his shoulders or forearm to steady herself, flashing him a grateful smile.

This close, Tatianna knew that he liked what he saw. Compared to some of the other girls he rocked with, none of them could compare. Not that Lil’Bit wasn’t cute, but what did Miss. New York say? Goregous devours cute.

Once the night was over, and once Tatianna went home with him—she will find a way to make it up to Lil’Bit before breaking up with her and the other girls.

She sighed as she recalled the last conversation she had with the others when they cornered her after seeing her with Fontaine.

“A dope boy and a lil’ librarian ain’t going to mix.” Tatianna said patiently, “I’m just helpin’ her out to see. Saving everyone’s time.”

"You’re embarrassing yourself"

“Listen, don't even trip over this. Tati, girl, just...chill and we won’t even tell Lil’Bit. Ain’t gonna matter anyway—you know that.”

"Whatever. Do what you want—don’t come lookin’ for us when yo’ raggedy ass needs a ride home.”

Tatianna put away her lip-gloss with a sigh, head shaking.

If they didn’t understand Tatianna’s reasoning, then it was more proof that it was time to move along anyway. They were too grown to keep quoting those little ‘girl codes’ at her. Tatianna didn’t have to follow any code that wasn’t going to give her what she wanted.

Lil’Bit wasn’t woman enough to close the deal with ‘Taine but Tati was. No little ‘are-they-aren’t-they?’ was going to stop her.

Blowing a kiss to herself in the mirror, it was time to go out and finish out strong. She left the restroom and went back into the mix.

The stank glares and uppity side-eyes were well worth it. It was only confirmation that Tati was looking as good as she felt.

Tatianna could have the whole party if she wanted. Her body was banging and she could snatch a man with less than a sentence. Lil’Bit’s sugar sweet self was playing out of her league. It was a mercy to rip the band-aid off.

A quick scan of the crowd made her frown. Tatianna went further, scanning the bar and checking out the darkened corners. She gently batted away the homies who couldn’t hold to her and circled the function twice more.

Her mood soured as she realized Fontaine was no where to be found.

Narrowing her eyes at the duo across the room, Tatianna nearly stormed to them. The other half of this little-girl quartet that they’ve hung onto since college. Lina’s tall ass openly grinned with devilish red lips as Grace poorly hid hers into her cup, adorned nails clinking teasingly along the rim as she tried to ignore Tatianna.

She stepped in front of her and hissed, “What did ya’ll do?”

“I’d check your tone, we ain't been cool since we got out the restroom.” Grace pressed closer to her girl, echoing Lina’s mirthful expression, “We don’t know anyway.”

Tatianna sucked her teeth and looked expectantly at Lina who only shrugged, eyes going over her head and taking another sip. It did burn a little. Lina was often the neutral one that Tatianna could gain some understanding from—but of course it would be different now that it was about Lil' Miss. Perfect.

“So y'all ain’t say nothing to Fontaine?”

“What the fuck would I have to say to that man? I ain’t even know you were gonna be here, let alone him. I ain’t that nigga’s keeper…”

Tatianna flushed with building anger and her teeth gritted as she snapped at the bustling bartender for a drink. She could barely think straight so the matching, knowing grins between her acquaintances were lost to her.

There was one face that kept popping up, though. She refused to be bested…

“Is Lil’Bit here, then?”

“Haven’t seen her either.” Grace shrugged, “But if she was, you should already know what time it is.”

“I ain’t worried—you should know that.”

Lina finally cracked, laughing and shaking her head, “Imma tell you what, it’s crazy that ‘Bit’s been sparing yo’ ass for so long.”

“Sparing me? Girl, you’re outta your mind--!”

She was cut off by the bartender presenting her with her vodka, straight. Tatianna sighed. There was no reason for her to even argue. They would never be on her side, anyway.

Tatianna had to get what she wanted. If it meant a stealing away a few toys that weren’t hers, so be it. If it called for leaving out undesirables to achieve her aesthetic, so be it.

Fontaine was different, though. He was who Tatianna was meant for. What could he possible do with someone like Lil’Bit?

“Look at them gears turning in that head.”

Tatianna glared at Grace and was about to tell her where she could shove her drink when the flash of a familiar jacket caught her eye.

Her heard thudded as Fontaine’s eyes caught onto hers, his stride now purposeful as he came toward them. Had he seen her looking for him? Was he looking for her too.

Fontaine tossed something up in the air. It sailed over Tatianna’s head and Lina caught it with a surprised noise.

“ ‘Bit spilled a bit on her dress. ‘M gonna take her back real quick to change.”

Tatianna was stunned. She caught a glimpse of a familiar smiley-face key chain as Lina tucked Lil’Bit’s car keys into her jacket. Fontaine guesture to Tatianna drew her attention and she watched him began to back away.

“She said one of ya’ll gotta give ol’ girl a ride home.”

Tatianna bit the inside of her cheek, staring into Fontaine’s face despite his completely looking over her.

Ol'girl? He can't be fucking serious....

“Tell Big Bit we got it handled” Grace nodded with glee visible on her face, “Matter ‘fact, I’ll text her myself. Drive safe!”

“See ya’ll when you come back.” Lina sing-songed as she whipped her phone out.

Fontaine nodded and when he turned to leave, Tatianna blurted out, “Tell her I said...thank...you…”

He had walked off as soon her mouth opened and it was doubtful he even heard what she said over the music. Lina was bent at the waist, laughing her ass off while Grace looked at Tatianna as if to say there you have it!

Taking her drink, Tatianna turned and stalked away.

-----

Tatianna followed Fontaine out the function am but lost him soon after getting through the packed entrance.

There was an overflow of people who preferred the cool air to the stuffy vibes on the inside, but remained just as lively.

Her ears perked at the sound of Fontaine's voice among the crowd, your words lost to her as she crept around to the near deserted back parking lot. Tatianna peeked just enough around the brick to see Fontaine setting you up onto the trunk of his car.

You said something beneath the furious buzzing in her ears. Reaching out and scratching at Fontaine's chin while he kneaded your thighs in that plain-jane ass skirt you loved.

Fontaine grunted as he leaned closer, “Don’t mean shit to me—she don’t act like she’s yo’ friend…”

“It's my fault, she called dibs on you just after we met, I should have said something... "

Tatianna flushed cold. Fontaine’s mumble made you laugh, a breathless noise she never heard you make.

“I don’t give a fuck 'bout no dibs.” Fontaine was all growls now, pressing forward and then pressing a heated kiss to your lips. Your hands scrambled along the green of this Pontiac as you squeaked something out Tatianna, again, couldn’t understand.

“I know all I need to know 'bout that chick but back to you. Wearin’ this shit around me like you don’t know no better—keep them pretty eyes open while I'm talkin' to you...”

"I thought you liked my skirt? You sure a little librarian is enough for you?"

The mimic of Tatianna’s own words made her head spin. How long had you known? How long had Fontaine known?

Your laugh crinkled between a moan as Fontaine went to your neck, hands at your waist to pull you closer to him.

“Sure as fuck,” Fontaine snapped, “Aint little no fuckin' where, Big Bit. You're my woman. Say it.”

“But you said--

Tatianna flinched at how quick Fontaine took hold of your face. Where she would have probably started going off, you only grinned at him as if he finally gave up the candy you wanted.

“Don’t play with me, pretty. I’m tryin’ to be patient, you deserve patient. I ain’t gonna entertain that bold-ass lil’ friend of yours, though. This is the last week. Next Friday, everyone better know who you with. They better know ‘bout me.”

He then leaned in, latching back onto your neck and making you whine despite the blissed out smile on your face, “Okay, okay don’t eat me!”

“Say. It.”

He hadn’t let your face go and Tatianna turned away from your giggly echo. Shock numbing her as she recalled the last few weeks. Where had she gone wrong?

Tatianna pushed away the immediate thoughts of all the crushes and beaus she effortlessly swipped out from beneath you. Pretending that it only her duty as a friend to make sure your suitors were genuine, that she couldn't see the hurt in your face.

Tatianna stopped in the shadows of the entrance, ignoring the hopeful once overs being aimed her way. She couldn't bare to go back inside empty handed and one-upped but...she did need a ride.

Her eyes caught with an option who had some nice looking braids, but her heart wasn't in the wink she tossed him.

Maybe once she saw the bottom of her cup, then it would be easier to make a choice.

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Thank you for reading!!!! Just a little blurb that was haunting my notebook for the longest lol! Had to get it out before work, so sorry if I missed anyone in the tags! Tell me what you think and please reblog! ☺️💜💕

[blackdragoness]

❌COLLECTIVE READING❌

Keywords: Undercover fan club. Praise. Cheering and chanting your name. Snakes in the grass. Audience. Fakes and Fans. Enemies lurking. Jealousy. Rage. Anxiety. Press press pressed! Paparazzi. Heavy independence. Tribe. Safety. Zen.

Channeled song: Unbothered by Tori Kelly

Y’all got people all up in their emotions and all in their heads over you!!! What did y’all do!!! 🤣🤣 This shit is straight comedy though.

So the message I’m getting is people are making fools out of themselves because of the uncontrollable emotions you have caused within them. I’m hearing that you’re not doing any of this intentionally. You’re literally minding your gahdamn business and focusing on yourself and it’s causing an uproar of emotions in people.

There’s someone in particular feeling intense jealousy and rage towards you. This person is upset that they cannot get one over on you. They want power and control over you and are working overtime to try to dominate you but it’s backfiring so bad! This person is typically very persuasive and gets their way with everyone but they cannot seem to get a grasp over you. They are losing their self control and common sense and I feel severe second hand embarrassment for them. They are losing sleep at night thinking about you and stewing in their own jealousy over you. The truth is this person wishes to have the life you have built for yourself. This person is working overtime to destiny swap with you. But hunny, what’s meant for you is meant for you and you only. Can’t nobody take that away from you no matter how hard they try. I’m hearing “EXPOSURE”. Someone is exposing themselves in front of you unconsciously and it’s on display for many to see? This exposure is going to be confirmation of your true character. I’m sensing that this very jealous person has tried to tear your reputation down to many and it’s being exposed without you doing anything. People are seeing this persons true colors and they are losing respect and loyalty for them.

I don’t see this person changing anytime soon but I’m hearing “this bitch is a clown”. So a lot of you guys are unbothered AF when it comes to this energy. You ain’t losing a minute of sleep over this clown. You ain’t worried about this individual so when they start to get exposed in front of you, I see it being entertaining AF for you. I love this vibe.

Besides this negative person, you have an undercover fan club who love and adore everything about you! These people speak so highly of you and will go to bat for you no matter the time of day or situation. You have found your tribe and your circle of loyal members who have become your safety net. You will always be safe and protected.

“Fake niggas mad, snakes / Snakes in the grass, let a nigga know that he arrived”

- Love Yours by J Cole

Whoever I am speaking to, you have a very rich destiny in store for you in this lifetime. This will cause lots of enemies to pop up out of the wood works. You know you at the top when all the snakes start coming out and exposing themselves. Pay none of these bitches any mind. You are THAT girl/boy.

Let em talk, let em keep watching 😈 sit back, eat some popcorn and enjoy the shit show these clowns have put on for you.

Keep shining boo, and let the haters do they thang.

[m-ilkiee]

Can we talk about how on this app you people will never stop demonizing me? Because a lot of people shit talked that girl and out of the full thing I said about her "joke" not being funny and how talking shit about other creators would get her nowhere, it's 'I'd make sure no one in my circle supports you' that gets dragged out? Suddenly me being against anti-dc and puritan values on the site is a problem?

Can we talk about how I can never ever say anything without people sending me hatred or insulting my parents or telling me to fucking kill myself or calling me a nigga? Can we talk about how no one has my back on here so I have to act tough all the time? How I've been accused of DOXXING people of sending hate anons? Do you know how exhausting it is to come online and delete mountains of hate alone? You people have boyfriends, you have your mutuals. I stay away from people because everyone has accused me of being a bully back and forth. I can't even tell anyone because no one cares enough about my interests.

Honestly, you guys can go to hell. Everyone involved in everything from January until December you can go fuck yourselves. I have health issues. I have mental issues. Its high time I cut myself loose from this app and just stay on my own. I cannot keep deleting hate asks and pretending I'm fine to write on here. I cannot keep getting accused of shit I didn't do. I am DONE. Go fuck yourselves. Go send asks to other accounts harrassing me like you always do. I'm done. I'm done. I hate each and every one of you. I hate you anons. I hate you writing community who can't stick up for yourselves. I hate you I hate you I hate you.

[nsfwmiamiart]

Classic Freestyle - Cam’Ron - Child of the Ghetto - Lyrics - "Karaoke Night"

"Child Of The Ghetto"

Let's do the Eastside one time Metro North, Eastriver, Wilson, Club 99 Jefferson, Charleston, A.K., Jackie Rob, Clinton, Taft, Carver Lakeview, 1990, Wagner, Taihino, Harlem [Verse 1:] I don't care if you a old head, or a young bud I'm not a elevator, I'm no come-up Nor do I go down, do like Brand Nubian, slow down Whole clip, blow pounds Silencers steady, that's no sound Circle ya block ock, merry-go-round Here we go now, I'm the owner You're the pitcher, this block is your mound Buildin' a beast so villians can eat I reside on the west, chilled on the east If I say that I rock, then sayin' is gossip I lived in the Nine, stayed in the projects Scored 35 then I wait for a profit Talk, pull the .9, then I spray up an object Homie, don't confuse me, pardon mine I'm the Harlem World Karlton Hines Get it right nigga [Hook:] A child of the ghetto, nobody explained it to me I'm livin' in scripture, the picture they painted for me Knew that it wasn't, and wasn't the game of degree Rippin', they runnin', the gunnin', they name it from me A child of the ghetto, nobody explained it to me I'm livin' in scripture, the picture they painted for me [Verse 2:] I don't really buy jewelry, I take 'em I don't listen to artists dog, I break 'em I don't really look at movies, I make 'em I'm filet megnione, you a steak 'em Any beef, I'ma open it probably I got some dudes hopin' ya try me I got hoes, sell coke in the lobby I'm rich bitch, sellin' dope is a hobby Beefin' with Cam be heat did they hand me I be in the Lamby, you wit' your family Talkin' gangsta, the church ya visit Your roller bladin', circus, and picnics The underworld, the circuit I live in You keep your biscuit, we'll work her with chickens That's the rules that were laid to me Why you think they call me KFC You don't know me homie [Hook:] A child of the ghetto, nobody explained it to me I'm livin' in scripture, the picture they painted for me Knew that it wasn't, and wasn't the game of degree Rippin', they runnin', the gunnin', they name it from me A child of the ghetto, nobody explained it to me I'm livin' in scripture, the picture they painted for me [Verse 3:] '91 to '96, yeah Harlem was out Grant's tomb brought out of Laguardia house Huh, stand in the lobby, Cam and his posse Steak and cheese sandwich from Heaugies They come to heroin, the biggest of Dons Since Guy and Nicky, Fisher and Barnes Snitched, triggers and bombs hit the alarm I would kick in the door, click on ya moms I fell to the arms, in jail we roasted The bail was there, bail got posted Like, in Boston at 1 point boo The bail it was 1 point 2 Get the money nigga [Hook:] A child of the ghetto, nobody explained it to me I'm livin' in scripture, the picture they painted for me Knew that it wasn't, and wasn't the game of degree Rippin', they runnin', the gunnin', they name it from me A child of the ghetto, nobody explained it to me I'm livin' in scripture, the picture they painted for me

[justbeingnamaste]

I'm that bitch (yeah)

Been that bitch, still that bitch (ah)

Will forever be that bitch (forever be that bitch)

Yeah (ayy, ha)

I'm the hood Mona Lisa, break a nigga into pieces

Had to X some cheesy niggas out my circle like a pizza (yeah)

I'm way too exclusive, I don't shop on Insta' boutiques

All them lil' ass clothes only fit fake booties

Bad bitch, still talking cash shit

Pussy like water, I'm unbothered and relaxing

I would never trip on a nigga if I had him

Bitch, that's my trash, you the maid, so you bagged him, ah

I'm a savage (yeah)

Classy, bougie, ratchet (yeah)

Sassy, moody, nasty (hey, hey, yeah)

Acting stupid, what's happening? Bitch (whoa, whoa)

What's happening? Bitch (whoa, whoa)

I'm a savage, yeah

Classy, bougie, ratchet, yeah

Sassy, moody, nasty, huh

Acting stupid, what's happening? Bitch

What's happening? (Ayy, ah)

Eat me and record it, but your edge-up all I'm showing (ah)

I keep my niggas private, so his AP all I'm showing (baow)

Beefing with you bitches really getting kinda boring

If it ain't about the money, then you know I'm gon' ignore it

I'm the shit, ooh (ayy)

I need a mop to clean the floor, it's too much drip, ooh (too much drip, ooh)

I keep a knot, I keep a watch, I keep a whip, ooh (I keep a whip, baow)

Let's play a game, Simon says I'm still that bitch, ayy (still that bitch)

I'm still that bitch, yeah (ah)

I'm a savage (yeah)

Classy, bougie, ratchet (yeah)

Sassy, moody, nasty (yeah)

Acting stupid, what's happening? Bitch (what's up?)

What's happening? Bitch (what's up?)

I'm a savage, yeah

Classy, bougie, ratchet, yeah

Sassy, moody, nasty, huh

Acting stupid, what's happening? Bitch (what's up?)

What's happening?

Bitch, I'm lit like a match, ooh

And any nigga I let hit is still attached, ooh

That body right, but you know this pussy fat, ooh

I drop a picture, now these bitches feel attacked, ayy

Don't let that nigga gas you up and get you whacked, ooh

I make a call and get a pussy nigga smacked, uh

These bitches talkin' 'bout pulling up, well, where you at? Ooh

I'm in a Lamb', bitch, catch me if you can, ooh

I'm kickin' bitches out they spot, Stalli' Chan, yeah (ah, yeah)

Niggas say I taste like sugar, but ain't shit sweet, ah

Mwah

Ayy, ayy, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, mwah

[carruechedaily]

This may be a long post. Sorry but I'll try to shorten it as much as I can...

I just realized Nicki's hate for Meg was way before Wap. She "loved" Meg when they went live with each other. She thought Meg was gonna be the charity case to use as a rebuttal for her lack of unity in female rap (Remy, Cardi at the time).

Meg released Savage Remix. I believe THAT is when Nicki's hatred for her started. I feel like Nicki was wearing her own Bey feature as a badge of honor and wanted to be one of few, so when she saw how "easy" it was for Meg to get the feature, and #1 before she even got a #1, it irritated her especially since she wasn't the one to help Meg get it.

Doja's Say So remix got leaked, Nicki says "that real ass ain't keep your nigga home" and some caught the shade to Bey's "if you wanna see some real ass, baby here's your chance". I believe Nicki's paranoia of "people linking together to try to ruin her career" took Bey's line as shade, and responded in a way where she could back peddle if need be. I remember when people were naming names of who she was shading, and Nicki said no to a few but failed to say no to the name mentioned the most, Bey.

Fast forward, I think Bey sent her flowers for giving birth (???), a few months later. Nicki posted them thanking Bey. But I was still not buying that Nicki liked her anymore.

Later on, Nicki shaded Jay by telling some man to get his D out of his mouth, and liked some tweets about Jay's Grammy speech that were vague enough to also back peddle on. Later on down the line, she posts a Tiktok with Beyoncé's song, and the people in the comments acted like "see I knew they were cool". Then fast forward to the Superbowl fiasco.

It couldn't be more clear to me now that it started with Meg and Bey, then Meg and Cardi, and then Meg with Roc Nation... It's a mixture of wanting to be the only one, being paranoid, and having yes men in your inner circle.

🎯🎯 she thinks the new girls have it easy so yeah this is definitely the root of her issue. I think she hates Meg/rocnation/Jay/Bey more than she hates Cardi at this point, she can’t even hide it

[musicfordinner]

He absolutely did that shit.

Listen there are so many things I want to talk about in relation to this story and I’m sure everything will be spoken on and spoken about in the coming year.… however, the most important thing that I’m taking away from this is a lesson I hope younger women learn by looking at these artists. It is something that I’m glad that I learned when I was younger and I thank God every day that things didn’t turn out worse for me.

Dating older men ain’t shit — it’s for the birds. Most older men dating younger women are insane. Absolutely fucking nuts. They’re predatory. They can’t stand against the women in their age group because that would force them to take responsibility for their actions. That would force them to think logically about their behaviour. That would force them to not be able to hide. Not to say women they’re age aren’t experiencing abuse, but there’s a level of “getting away with it” that older men think they’re going to be able to do because the woman is much younger and is unsure of herself.

All of this story and the abuse that Cassie sustained at the hands of Diddy is fucking monstrous. I actually was discussing it with my father last night and we watched On the Record and talked about how insane power hungry men can get and he was like yeah: Russell Simmons is a fucking rapist.

I think it’s really telling when people wanna date teenagers or people who are like one or two years out of being in high school or the new, young upstart at their business or company. It always reeks of desperation and power imbalances. You know its generally because they’re trying to exact a level of control over somebody. Throwing in some HP references: those niggas are death eaters. They’re literally dementors and they’re absolutely insane. They get off on domination and control.

I’m so glad that there’s so many fucking warrior women coming out to speak about their insane relationships that they had with older men in the public eye when they were very very young.

I loved Taylor Swift for writing about these predators. I love Demi for doing it. It’s like when women hit 30 and realize the fucking gag, they pull that pen out and holy shit I can’t wait for the exposure. It’s what’s changing and shifting the landscape right now in music. We can barely listen to fucking male rappers at the moment. Who is bitches and who are the hoes you speak of sir? Listen, a hex on all their houses. I can’t wait to see Beyoncé in her 70s/80s write that memoir, I’m sure she’d talk about the grooming and the violence she sustained with Jay, even though in a somewhat typical Black family tradition, they’re staying together. He claims he learned his lesson. I guess Lemonade must have taught him some shit as we heard on 4:44. Or he figures it’s cheaper to keep her. Whatever, that memoir is finna be fire.

Circling back — as a young girl you are not fully aware of what’s transpiring in these age-gap relationships, until it’s too late. It just feels like you’re getting special attention from someone to look up to. Popular decorum dictates that there is the campfire rule that if you’re dating a younger girl or a younger guy you’re supposed to leave them in a better state than you found them, but that’s not usually the case with famous and rich men. They’re cheap. They’re abusive. They may want you to engage in acts you’re not comfortable with because you don’t hold the upper hand and more times can’t fully stand on your own yet. Maybe you’re not as notable or popular or you’re new on the scene and most times they hope: less experienced. If you look at a relationship like Quavo and Saweetie’s, they can be violent jealous liars that act one way for the cameras and another when you’re trapped in an elevator with them fighting and forgetting that there are security cameras around. If you’re someone like Diddy, you’re paying 50K for the security camera footage so that the public doesn’t see you Ray Rice-ing your girlfriend in the building. It’s fucking nuts. AND THEN on top of that — they want you to have sex with young studs for their voyeuristic pleasure because they probably can’t get their dick up enough to develop a meaningful, healthy, sexual relationship with you. Lastly, if you’re a Black woman, shade be damned, you could be a Cassie, or a Serena, or anyone who has had to deal with domestic terrorism from your community and you leave the community and marry a non-black man (not to say that outsiders won’t abuse you either becauseeee whew chile), then they (said men in your community) want to cry racism. It’s stupid. Everything sucks. BUT the major take away is that older men are particularly vile because they want to rob you of your youth, your popularity, and your talent because they’re fucking vultures. See: Drew Dixon, Sil Lai Abrams, Anita Hill, etc etc etc.

A former coworker of mine died this past week. It is a challenge to mourn for him because he was an abuser, he was violent to young women, women that are my friends that he worked with. He was inappropriate. He was a cheater. He was older than us all. He cheated on his wife constantly. She more than likely knew. He was vile. He put vulnerable people in fucking awful situations that he will have to pay his dues to the creator for. These men are everywhere.

When I worked for another company, music-related, there was a man there who sexually harassed every young woman that worked there, including me. We reported it/him. I fucking left that job before he did. Him and his cronies both engaged in that behaviour. Picture that. You’re trying to work and get your cheque and these folks stay being inappropriate. He’s probably dead now too and honestly, the world is probably a better place for it.

I remember the first time I saw the movie an education and was like FUCK— no comment about whether or not this happened to me or other girls I knew. But Jesus. It’s such a common scenario there is movie after movie after movie about shit like it. Honestly, most women watching this Cassie/Diddy scenario play out probably can’t wait for these dudes to get the fuck outta here. There’s a reason these folks never marry and just replace one young girl with another. It’s sad. But it’s time for them to get the fuck outta here. Not to mention his poor business practices, alleged murder of individuals, the Shyne situation and the Mase situation. They’re even doing men dirty in these scenarios. It’s a level of toxicity that has known no boundary. I can’t wait for Diddy to get CAUGHT THE FUCK UP.

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[groovetrill]

It's been two years, I keep calling

I'm standing here and I ain't got you

As we lay here, lovers in arms

I can feel your fear, can this love be true?

Come on lift me up, love, I keep falling

I'm losing faith 'cause you keep stalling

Lift me up, love, I keep falling

I'm losing faith 'cause you keep stalling

She said, "Baby, keep me closely, love it when you hold me

Know that I'm a real one, I don't do no ghostin'

I know that you love me, you don't gotta show me

Off to the world, please, hide me from the police

Everywhere you go, we together, inseparable

You know I'm down for whatever, protective of you

I don't wanna use protection with you

But the glove'll keep you safe if you ever get loose

Never put you in a jam, hold whatever for you

When you first shot your shot, I knew you would the one to hit the spot

Only you can make it clap for the homies, I am not

On the late nights, me and you, circling the block

Tryna make it pop

Put that pussy nigga 'cross the street from Cherry Park

Hope we don't get caught

Don't you break my heart

Love how you illuminate my thoughts"

It's been two years, I keep calling

I'm standing here and I ain't got you

As we lay here, lovers in arms

I can feel your fear, can this love be true?

Come on lift me up, love, I keep falling

I'm losing faith 'cause you keep stalling

Lift me up, love, I keep falling

I'm losing faith 'cause you keep stalling

[seeabout-afterdark09]

Fire & Desire

Fire & Desire

Drake (April 29, 2016)

This is a slow love song where Drake dedicates his devotion to a woman outside of his reach. When I first listened to Fire & Desire I was a bit taken aback because I didn't expect Drake to want to run back to Nicki so soon, but that's just the way love goes. When you're in love with someone you can't really control the intensity of your feelings. This song surprised me because at the time Views was being made, he had a fling with Serena Williams (2015) and started dating Rihanna (late 2015 - early 2016). Nicki was still on his mind while he was with someone else. Oh, what's that saying? Life is a flower of which love is honey.

"Dedicate, I dedicate the world/Yeah, oh/I dedicate, I dedicate." Brandy sings the intro, setting the mood and acknowledging the message of the song: everlasting dedication. "They throwin' dirt on my old name/Only gets worse when you know things/You don't see the perks of this whole thing/But you get real on a pill and I like it/You just like my sidekick, I just wanna ride, fulfill all your desires/Keep you in the front, never in the back and never on the side." In the beginning of the song Drake really opens up about one of his major fears during the beef with Meek and it's……Nicki. Nicki is scary because she knows a lot about Drake. She knows his biggest fears, his hopes, everything. She also has his heart. So to have her on his enemy's side only made things worse. But, even still Nicki doesn't know the effect she has on Drake nor does she see the perks of a potential arrangement between them in the way he'd like. Nicki was also still taking pills (Percocet) at the time. Through it all, Drake loves the real her. He wants to have her by his side because she's a "real ass woman" and he's tired of fighting himself over his feelings.

"Look, you know I'm a rider, nothin' left to hide/Your other nigga tired/Talk about you like you never leave his side/But I don't really buy it." You can hear the smile in Drake's voice as he raps these lines. He's feeling cocky because it's been solidified for him that his relationship with Nicki is "ride or die". Drake also doesn't believe that Nicki is as attached to Meek as she claims to be, complaining that this Omeeka (Meek + Nicki) business is tired and she needs to find a way back to him. "Me? I'm movin' quiet, all the things we're tryin'/Let's just keep it private (Don't say anything)/Tell me should I cut these other girls right out of my life?/'Cause we never decided, tell me how you feel inside." He let's it be known that he's been trying to get in contact with Nicki, but he's moving quietly to keep from pushing her away. Then Drake vaguely mentions a deal between the two of them that was never made official. I'm thinking…..a deal made in 2014. So because the deal was never official, Drake kept seeing other women. But, now he's willing to cut them off if Nicki will just let him in (which is a crazy thing to say considering he had a girlfriend, but I digress). "Yeah-yeah, I figure out you, you figure out me/We both a different breed/I'm followin' your lead, I ask you what you need/You say, "A guarantee"/I mean, you say that like it's easy." One thing I've learned from dissecting these songs is that they always come full circle. Remember Nicki's song I Lied? "Gotta protect me, you gotta sweat me/You said you thought you was ready and I said "Let's see"." Drake has been trying to convince Nicki, but she's still uneasy about it. "You never believe me/Told you I got Zs for these other girls sleepin' on 'em/Girl, I'm sleepy/Sometimes I'm so indecisive." In this last bar Drake owns up to his indecisiveness but affirms that he couldn't care less about being with these women if Nicki would just give him a chance. If there is one thing he's certain about, it's that Nicki is a real ass woman he's in love with.

[theuniverseawakens347]

I got good pussy cause the same nigga keep coming back … 1. WHEN THE BITCH THEY WANT THEY CANT REACH ( OFFSET YOU A HO YOU AIM LOW NIGGA LOOK AT THE BITCHES IN YA CIRCLE .. ya boys warned you and cardi killed em huh Hennessy murder twins)

2. A nigga trying to find a smooth exit on ya ass Kristy Scott. HE FAKING WITH YOU LIKE YOU DO HIM. YOU NOT SMOOTH A NIGGA KNOW.

3. A NIGGA MAKING FUN OF YOU SETTING YOU UP FOR A REAL ONE TO KILL YOU STOMP YOU .. MORGAN WESTBROOK YOU AINT SHIT YOU GROOMED INDIA AS A KID BUT THEN FOLLOWED HER ASS INTO BEING A SIDE BITCH DROP OFF ..

4. The niggas you HAD ARE AN EXTENSION OF MY KINGDOM MEN BUT NOT MY REAL MEN .. YOU AINT FUCK ON WHATS SUPPOSED TO GO IN ME OR ON ME .. daisy tristan took a photo of you 🤷‍♀️ okay it’s a photo niggas liked ya tits pics 🤷‍♀️ THEM YO ONLY OFFERINGS TO LIFE .. YA INSECURE .. I love my nigga but he AINT EVEN THE HOTTEST PART OF ME. so bitch for me,

YOU AINT REALLY DO NOTHING BUT SHO YOU AINT SHIT AND HE HIGHLIGHTED IT 🤷‍♀️🦄🙂🍆💋😉🪨👑✌️🐱🥰🍳💦🚿😊

( you can’t comprehend you talk about a side ho just to end up being one .. ya talk about the bitches w bad bbls but good personality just for you to end w … A BAD BBL // BODY IN SHIT PERSONALITY..)

5. YA GOT CANCER IN MANY FORMS MY MAN JUST PUT YOU ON MY RADAR MISS “BAG OF CHIPS N “all that”” FOR ME TO PUBICALLY HUMILIATE YOU AND SHOW YOUR YOUTH BASE YOU DONT BELIEVE IN GOD NOR RESPECT YOURSELF IN FULL. CAUSE YOU CANT EVEN RESPECT A BITCH WHO LOOK LIKE YOU BUT DO MORE WITH THE LEAST THATS INTIMIDATING AS FUCK. YALL SILENT BEEFING WITH EACH OTHER INDIA LOVE ROYAL INDYA MARIE JESS THE PRANKSTER AND GOLDEN KURLS CAUSE YOU ALL HATE URSELF .. again IN COMPETITION WITH YOURSELF AND KILLING UR SELF .. ASS ON BLAST .. so GOD GON KILL YOU AND IRONICALLY THE BEST VERSION OF YOU BUT LIKE AGAIN YOU HAD THE OPTION TO ACCEPT THAT PART OF YOU AND SAID : “nope bbl and because a sex icon”

NICKI JOSELINE WYD!?? BBL YEAH 🤷‍♀️ BUT PERSONALITY TOO TIER AND YOU GOT HATERS IN UR CORNER LIKE ME TRYING TAKE YOU. NOPE WE THRIVE - TAMI ROMAN TOO.

[randomcommentary]

Commentary on the Tubi movie: Rotten

-somebody had a shopping spree at hobby lobby with all these signs

-Sis wasn't lying about homie being a bum

-not engage to a homeless nigga

-is she face timing T-Pain??

-what's going on???

-nothing wrong with loving your mother from a distance especially when she's toxic

-how are you a hairstylist and your man look destitute

-not sleeping with married men???

-let love into her life??? Sir why are you preaching to your mistress

-your wife is your world every day except for Wednesdays

-I'm confused was she taking down the braids on putting them in

-apple petty but she ain't lying about her mama

-Issac needs to stay out of their business

-shit parents ALWAYS NEED AN ORGAN🤣🤣

-once again apple ain't shit but she doesn't have to give her kidney to a mother that doesn't acknowledge the pain she caused

-girl what money have you got when you giving it to your homeless and jobless boyfriend

-one thing a broke nigga go do is keep a plan b aka another home to squat in

-sir I can't take you seriously with these glasses

-not his baby mama!!! Girl you dumb as hell

-girl ya man is a bum!!!

-she out here dating T-Pain

-oh they all got relationship issues

-apple about you sleep with Isaac

-🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 she a damn fool

-girl tell them where Deon's bum ass at

-Baby the self-esteem in this family is lower than the earth’s core

-not he’s our man now!!😂😂

-Isaac is NOT a good man Savannah

-he has a point apple🥴

-I wonder if Isaac is Apple daddy??

-Apple is hella grimy was made that way

-the adulterer is judging and preaching to his mistress again🙃

-not her pulling this grey’s anatomy choose me love me line😂

-self-esteem has officially dropped to the south pole

-he working hard for this kidney

-black Carlos needs to take this bum out

-he not trying! I have yet to see him on Indeed jobs

-self-esteem #2 following right behind the other one

-not him stealing her identity

-HUSBAND???

-not him running

-she still defending this muskrat

-I completely agree you are a loser with that wide-ass part in that wig

-I’m so tired of this TD Jakes nigga

-not her throwing her bills away😂

-aww she gave her a booth at the shop🥹

-I hope T-ache is real

-Tami crawled so Tokyo Toni could walk

-Baby this is too much

-I wonder who the Pappy is

-I'm getting dizzy with this camera circling

-Issac gotta be her daddy

-not the adulterer catching feelings

-the wife is slow as well I see

-Deon out here dress like Fabo

-call black Carlos!!

-TD Jakes dresses like a new edition member...this is too much

-Black Carlos!!!

-Tami just tell that girl who her daddy is

-😱😱 this is the work of Tyler Perry

-the whole bloodline is trash my lawd

-they look to the sky for big Mama when she at the bottom looking up at them just burning

-not the whole salon knowing about her meet-up with T-ache

-is that a birth certificate I see👀👀

-i hope this man ain't a serial killer

-OH NO!!!! 😱😱

-Lawd this is too much

-I KNEW IT!!! She having a hills have eyes baby!!

-not the cousin dead Jesus 😱

-be pro-choice🤷🏽‍♀️

-this man fashions🙃

-not Tami popping up on Isaac

-Yaass Tami🔫🔫

Too much was going on but at least the plot was decent

3/5 stars