#Imma be real upset if they aint

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Damn, I put out one donataion ask and suddenly I get another two soon after.

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You're the Only Girl for Me - Chapter 17

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5 months later...

July 16th 2021

Airielle glared over at where Josh was standing talking to the rookie that just got called up from NXT. Y’all are not together anymore. He can talk to who he wants, she thought. She looked over at Trinity when she sat down. Airielle rolled her eyes at the smirk on Trin’s face. 

“What Trin?” She said with more attitude than necessary. She had to real reason to be upset though. She had broken up with Josh and he was allowed to date freely now. Just thinking about him dating someone else had her left eye twitching. 

“Damn girl. I’m sorry.” Trin laughed and looked over to where Airielle was glaring at. “I’m still so confused. Not even five months ago, y’all were happy as hell.” 

“Yeah well,” she shrugged. “Things change” Was all she said as  she looked back over in Josh’s direction. She arched an eyebrow at him when they made eye contact and scoffed when he smirked and winked at her. He said one last thing to the rookie before making his way over to where Airielle and Trin were sitting. 

“Sup Trin. He said as he sat down. “Airielle.” Airielle rolled her eyes and grabbed her purse, pretending to look for something. Trinity rolled her eyes, tired of the two of them already, 

“Anyway. Samantha wants to have a girls night tonight, you in?” She asked Airielle. 

“I can’t. I have a date tonight.” Airielle said, looking at Josh out of the corner of her eye. 

“What? With who?” Josh asked, turning his attention to Airielle. He clenched his jaw when she smirked over at him. 

“Why, Jealous?” She asked, chuckling when he glared at her. “I have to go film my Total Divas introduction. I’ll catch up with you later.” She said to Trinity as she stood up from the table and walked away. 

“It’s been five months, what the hell happened between y’all. Y’all were so in love.” 

“Still am,” Josh said as he turned his head in the direction Airielle had gone off to. 

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“Why you aint tell me you could bowl like that?” Airielle shrugged and let out a laugh as Raymond pushed her a little. “Girl you hustled me out of fifty dollars.” 

“Why you ain’t tell me you sucked at bowling?” She teased back. “I ain’t never seen so many gutter balls in my life.” She said as they walked off the elevator of the hotel and started walking towards her floor. 

“Well shit. Aint nobody tell you so look so good tonight.” Raymond said as he checked out Airielle. She rolled her eyes playfully then froze at the sight of Josh leaning against the wall next to her room door, he had his head turned and was staring straight at them. 

She watched as he narrowed his eyes once they fell on Airielle and Raymond linked hands. 

“What are you doin’?” He asked her confused, eyes still trained on their hands. Airielle sighed and let go of Raymond's hand and folded her arms over her chest. 

“What are you doing out here?” 

“What are you doing?” He asked again, ignoring her question. Raymond looked between the two of them. 

“Imma just go.” He said, scoffing when Airielle wouldn’t break her staring contest with Josh. 

“You said we was moving too fast and you needed time to heal yourself.” He pointed in the direction Raymond had gone off to. “Going on a date with another man ain’t healing yourself Airielle.” 

Airielle sighed and unlocked her hotel door with the key card and held the door open for Josh to enter. 

“So what you was gon fuck him tonight then text me telling me how much you miss me?” Airielle scoffed as she sat on the bed to take her heels off. 

“First off, it wasn’t actually a date other people were there too and I do miss you Josh.” Josh let out a sigh and crossed the room, crouching down in front of her so they were eye to eye with each other. 

“So what are we doing then?” Airielle shrugged and let out a groan, throwing herself back on the bed, covering her face with her hands.  “You was there for me when I was going through all the shit with Tracy, why won't you let me be there for you now?”  Josh sighed when he heard Airielle sniffle. He grabbed one of her arms and pulled her back into a seated position. 

“I can’t do this right now.” She whispered, tears sliding down her face. “I love you, I really do but.” She sighed  “You have to give me time.. I want to be the best version of myself for you.” 

“Fine.” Josh nodded, giving her a kiss on her forehead before standing up and walking towards the door. He opened it and turned back around. “Don’t let me catch you with homeboy again Airielle.” He blew her a kiss before walking out of the room.

soooo.... how we feeling about this chapter?

I tried to just make chapter 16 the last chapter, but I just love this couple so much lol.

[sevenpoyo]

some brooklyn slang ik for all the ppl who wanna write for miles and kilometers‼️

feel free to add more idk everything but i i am originally from there and visit a lot this stuff i hear a lot and if you wanna add slang to ur writing this is a good place to start, not all of these brooklyn or ny exclusive but that’s where a lot of american slang starts and u prolly heard some of it b4. imma list it ne ways

don’t use like 8 of these in one sentence bc it will sound weird and i can’t really cover ny puerto rican slang or any puerto rican slang really bc my grandad is a bum so if you know some add it

the city is manhattan, not the other 4 burroughs, just manhattan, cus that’s where everything’s at

to cut ass is to roast tf out of someone , to get your ass cut is get tf roasted out of you

wyling/wilding is being outta pocket, something being absurd or crazy

yeah nah means no and nah yeah means yeah idk why they gotta make it complicated just look at the second word

good looks is like good looking out

it’s bout to be winter and i’m bout to see mad christmas fics and shit but do y’all know the proper way to describe cold ny winters?

if it’s cold as hell, it’s brick outside, not regular cold, ny winter is like nipples so hard i see em thru the bra cold

ex; “how it’s so brick outside i walk to the store wit my hair wet and it deadass got icicles in it” “yeah it’s fr brick outside today” “i’m not walkin wit u in this brick ass weather for a bacon egg and cheese?” (actual convo between my sister and me last winter break)

fronting seem kinda easy to me but is like acting or pretending i can’t explain it with out an example

“why you fronting like you wouldn’t die if they text you asking u to go out with them” “you can stop fronting like you like cars it cool if you don’t” “don’t sit there fronting like u don’t wanna dance wit me”

being tight over something is just being upset or annoyed

rj is so smart they said “We say tight bc you kinda huddle close to yourself when you tense/stressed or angry” i had no idea i just be saying it i aint know it had a reason💀 it make sm sense now.

“who got you tight like that this early in the morning?” “my momma came home tight yesterday for no reason, she threw a boot at me!” “i’m so tight this damn shift change has me working all closers this week”

jack is like claiming someone or something

i talk old as hell idk what the youths be jacking nowadays

cop is basically to get, used to be mostly 4 drugs back in the day my dad said (he don’t know why im asking him this)

“just copped me some retro 3’s” “bout to cop me a few percs in a minute”

speaking of a minute, mostly for my non americans bc that’s who get confused the most when i say this one. depending on the context this can mean a actual minute, a short time or a real long

“i’ll be back in a minute” is short “i ain’t seen y’all in a minute” is long. idk how to explain the difference besides context

bop is a good song, pretty easy but i see ppl on tiktok use it wrong

bangs/banger goes hard is kinda like bob for music but i be using it for anything fr

“this push pop is banging yo”

mad can be used normal like angry but it also means a lot or really kinda like hella ig? i usually uses hella when i would say mad so ppl can understand me easier up here

dumb also mean very in the same way

ex; “my english teacher give out mad homework for no reason.” “she be giving me mad shit over the smallest stuff” “i just had some mad good wings so i’m cooling rn” “this shit is mad spicy u sure you want some?” ''This shit got me dumb tight'' “you don’t need no jacket it’s dumb hot out here”

smacked is like high as fuck idk how to elaborate ur just high

lit is drunk

“Yuuuur!'' A signal, a greeting usually used to catch the attention of someone or something very fun greeting and very hated by schools, it’s weird anywhere outside of ny kinda at least to me.

being hollywood means u get a little fame and think ur all that or just that u got a little fame and they’re jokingly hating

ex; “i saw u on the news the other day, “the prowlers return” u must be real proud of yourself huh hollywood?” “and here comes hollywood wit his trending tiktoks”

real talk is when ur about confess something or say something serious in a not real serious setting or convo

“real talk we play a lot but i love you, my life would be boring with out you around” “real talk i’d never do that to you foreal”

go together is like go out kinda, y’all kinda match behavior cus y’all a couple, this one need a sentence 2 i think. (THIS ONE IS OLD AS HELL ONLY USE IT IF UR TRYING TO RIZZ MOMMA RIO)

“he want ur number? he don’t know we we go together or sum?” “why she wanna act like we go together, ion even know her?” “don’t we go together?”

i can’t even explain it with a sentence y’all just gotta figure this one out 💀

A bodega/deli is a convenience store ik most know this from the movie but some ppl think it’s all stores or all spanish stores when it’s just a corner store

the owners of the deli closest to my granddad house is muslim. and so we keep track of all muslim holidays when he’s closed

an ock is the bodega man, miles knows the man’s name at the deli we see him visit, but at any other store he’d call the guy ock

dipping on someone is changing ur mind last minute, usually canceling plans

ex “we was supposed to go get outfits together but they dipped on me last minute”

staticky is like wanting to fight or still being pissed after a fight

static is beef or on sight energy

you good can really be anything but imma list ones i can think of

it can mean like are you ok? or don’t worry about it, or how are you, or stop, or do you got a issue? or do you want an issue? it’s all in the tone of how it’s said fr

'Word of my moms/dads I saw/ did/did not *insert topic*'' Honest term, no lying present in statement i feel like (my cousins be putting anything on they momma fr risking shit on her for no reason)

'hold it down'' handle buisness / take care of someone or something. can also be in refrence to criminal who handles ''buisness''

NOW EVERYONE SAY THANK YOU TO @rashadisback BC HE CARRIED ME ON THIS‼️

i hope this helps any writers that don’t live here!

[ms-mack-reblogs]

Bro i lowkey feel like making Cowboy's Bandit au into a fic as well LIKE I WANNA WRITE OUT THESE SCENES AS MY BODY WONT LET ME DRAW STUFF SOMETIMES CRIES.

Also imagine what if Max pulled out his gun on Sam or shoot him due to instinct but never meant too….

If its near the fallout… Sam starts getting angrier and more upset getting closer to him cursing him out Max kinda felt scared so he pulled out his gun. He was SURPRISED and felt disappointed in himself, looked at his gun in shock, why would he hurt someone he care about so much. Sam was scared stepping back, now he thought Max was gonna shoot him or his family if they ever did caught him. He was even more hurt then before just pleading him to leave and dont hurt him. Max was trying to apologize and saying he wasnt going to do anything but as he stepped closer to him, Sam stepped back in fear. He dropped his gun and began to tear up. He truly was broken, trying to hide his tears he apologizes over and over while running way. Sam looked down at his gun… "Would he… hurt me?"

Now its likes Sam be reaching out to him instead out of just maybe he should fix this he sees that Max actually does care about him and his family. but what did he pulled it out like it was an instinct coded into him... In a fic like manner below:

Riddy shows him where Max has been all this time. He watches him argue with himself tearing up. Blames himself for everything. "Kl -- Max?..", Sam called remembering to call him by his real name.

The rabbits ears perked up as he stopped talking. It sounded familiar but he knew it wasnt his sister then who... wait. He quickly turned around, "Sammy?.. What are ya- No leave I- I- dont wanna hurt you please."

"…. I know ya aint going to.", he look at him softly not like the fear in his fear eyes like before.

"I pulled mah gun on you Sam. Imma danger to you. Im sorry I just-", he looks away in shame as hIs eyes try not to pour down even more.

"I know why ya did it. and… stole from us…"

"…. I've broken your trust Sammy, im no better than people" "Just… escape me while ya can… i dont wanna lose ya either please.", curls up in a corner.

"….", he stands there with him in silence. He missed him too much to leave but what could he do.

[tengenscvmbvdd1]

what the hell are we.

sukana x black reader pt2

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Last thing he said to me was i gotta earn his heart. That's sum bullshit. I dont even care no more, Dick wasnt even that good. He fucked me and left me, like some whore, I can'g believe that shit. But it's been 3 months already. I decided to date a man by the name of Muja Akutski. He's my everything for real, buh he be playing with my feelings and ofc niggas ain' shit gurl so i shit you not, Dick ain' good at 'll. I can't stand that shit.

" Yo, y/n, bring yo ass up in here." He called out from the living room, my living room btw. " Whats up baby?" He stared at me for too long, and i could tell he's pissed off, and i was confused of why, as usual. " Why u ain' clean tha kitchen." I was quick " Cause i ain mess it up muja, the fuc', Don't bring yo goofy ass ova here, of u gon fuck my house up, u gotta clean shit up." Slap!!

i looked up teary eyed, As usual, i get hit by him, But i cant leave him, i leave imma want sukana dick again, i can't get ova it, as much as i want to. But back to the problem.

" Muja what the fuck? ." He looked at me crazy, " Crazy ass bitch ain' gon b talkin crazy to me when i fuck yo pussy righ." I rolled my eyes and replied quickier than a rat eating a crumb " Yo dick lame anyways boy, Get the fuck out my house muja."

" No bitch." i know how to get his ass though y'all. " I'm calling Yujji and gojo if you dont get out." He had a bit of fear in him but then he's seen as bold for a minute, " Call them bitchass niggas ova y/n, I dont give a fuck."

i pull out my phone nd dial they number. Burrrrr......burrrr, Burrrrr..."uh hello"

" toru' , this nigga keep hitting me and calling me names, please come over and beat his ass toru". he looked upset in the phone but he rains hell on me the next minute, " y/n, i'm sorry, me and yujji are on a mission, and i'm showing him stuff out here in yokohama, Call ryomen."

thats no.

" Its fine toru, i'll hand-." Yujji pops up and he says " Y/n if u dont call ryomen i will, I'm not letting this gremlin touch u nm! Call him y/n."

" Muja leave.". I already know what he's gonna say. " Why should i leave im not scared of a punk ass nigga, Bring ryomen, Such an ugly ass name, Tell him i whoop yo ass."

burrrr....burrrr.....burrrrr.....

" wsp mamas?"

i hate when he does that. " Sukana, can u come to my dorm." i turn away from muja and cover my mouth to the phone, " I am being hit by muja again-." Muja starts breaking stuff in my room and house in general. " Yeah im on the way."

Muja finally decided to throw a vase ag my head, " ja, Stop this shit please, sukana gonna handle yo shit, Act like u have sense or you gon die, Stop breaking my shit!!!!!!!! I work hard for all of this." he goes breserk, " What to fuck gojo for the fucking money to but u all of this? Ur a dirty ass hoe, U bitch, U AINT NUN BUT I USED UP SEX TOY TO ME ANYWAYS, I AINT NEVER SEEN SOMEONE SO EASY-."

we hear a laugh from the front door and see sukana already invited himself in " your sex toy is funny. i suggest u leave right now.".

Muja raises his hand to me, " U fucking bit-." i hear a slice. and i see muja head fall to the ground. but he still capable of breathing and talking. " U wanna talk about sex toy and shit, I rmb last time y/n called me a lil boy, well u have one right here mamas..". " lets give him sum rq."

We were already in my room, when ryo start touchin on me, " Sukana stop ! You left me last time and now u wanna put ur dick inside of me again? Nigga your crazy as fuck, Get out.!"

" Mama i aint leave u."

"thats exactly what u did."

" lemme make it up.".

In no time, Im faced down, Ass up, In front of the living room mirror with sukana fucking my brains out again. " 'kuna...mghn, can't take more, sensitive.". "nu uh baby, we gotta let this broke trick see how good i can fuck you, show u how yo real man fuck u other than a little side shit.".

His head infact is set up prettily on the nightstand next to the couch, stilk alive watching this unfold with tape on his mouth. Im clenching around his dick, about to cum, but i know better, he tells me when to cum, i dont call the shots.

" dont know why u left this bitch in my pussy anyway y/n, yk i'm the only to hit this shi, so i need you to count after each lash upon ur ass mama, and count."

SLAP !

" ah ryo."

"count"

"Mghn ahh! one."

As he keep putting lashes across my ass while fucking me senselessly, my pussy is clencing around him so good, i start feeling him tighten up and his rhythm gets sloppy.

" kuna can i cum."

" nu uh, come ride this dick for me baby."

he slides out and sits on the couch, sukana puts his hands on my waist and turns me around, I have my knees on the couch, and i'm still facing the mirror, as i lower myself down, my pussy is still senstive, so i try not to sit completely but sukana pulls me down. " baby, dont fuck with me, dont run from the dick baby, sit the fuck on the dick and take it, U took fuck bitches dick well, whats wrong with mines, bouce on this shit."

i start crying for real now, i feel everything.

" s'kuna please, Please i cant, 's too much."

" u can baby, ur strong, strong enough to shut up, and fucking bounce."

as im bouncing, moaning and crying and whining. I feel it, fucking.

" kuna kuna kunakunakunakuna AH MNGH AH OMG."

squirt all over his dick, the mosy lewd noises start, when i go back to boucing, sobs, moans. i hear sukana groan in my ear, and he praises me, he pulls me back while i ride, pinching my tities while fingering my clit, he keeps fucking my pussy.

" f-fuck, y/n, g'na make u a mama, tired of playin'"

muja starts losing his shit but sukana didnt care, He nutted in me, still going.

" gonna look so pretty with my baby y/n."

muja lifeless head now rolls, and stops in front.

" are u staying this time kuna."

" yeah, i'll stay with u."

[kamiversee]

Okay imma be so fr w yall, choso aint all that either. Like yess gojo was a blackmailer, yes he used us to pay back a debt that was yet to exist. But can we pull up real quick, like kami has been saying gojo red flags were the first thing we saw, choso's is something were starting to see. But can we talk bout a few things like the tattoo, when did he get it? and knowing us for like barley a few idk hours maybe he painted us from mere memory??? Um not only that he is so dependent on the reader like hold up. And not ngl the way he so blinded by love that literally ignores everything else, and yess omllll on knees for jealously like my guilty pleasure, but his outburst?? like lets look back gojo never had an outburst to belittle us if anything his only outbursts of what i can remember was that we were offending ourselves. idk i just dont trust choso like that, like if it's to good to be true, then it is.........🕳🏃🏽‍♀️

🧍‍♀️

Sigh, insert yap sesh;

I’ll put it as simply as I can I suppose; Choso & the reader are two peas in a pod when you break it down.

Yes, he has his issues & attachment issues but what makes him any different than the reader? When she got upset, she’d blow up on Gojo & say things she didn’t mean (ex; the one time she told him to just expose her alr), she also has just as bad of an attachment issue because when Choso left, she quickly went to cling to the next warm body she could find…

Either way, Choso’s not perfect ofc, but he is perfect for the reader given the things both of them have experienced & how said things are what makes them so compatible for one another.

And again with the tattoo, it’s not like Choso got it on his forehead💀🙏 he got it in a place only she’d be able to see for one and for two, he offered to get it removed if she wishes it so

& for the art thing, I used to draw people after seeing them only one time, albeit the drawing wasnt amazing, that’s really just an artist thing I believe :) One may find it odd but it’s literally the most harmless thing in the world😭

These comparisons make me wanna rip my hair out because at the end of the day; nothing Choso did caused the reader to lose parts of herself. Gojo forces her to get rid of her dignity, causes her to lose self-worth, and for a long time made her feel like a tool…

Please, how is that even comparable to Choso getting her name tatted & painting her?😭😭🙏

[ducknotinarow]

2k3/7 Raph Yvonne - #

|send me “#” for cell phone headcanons about our muses including

*if any information has change over time i'll make mention of it

"Askin' 'bout Von? ehhh 'ight I guess 'hat's fine not sure what ya gonna get outta it though."

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

'Babe'

"Same as the nickname I jus' put her in as babe in my phone, course some people took 'hat to 'hink. I was either Datin' Von. Which ew. Look nothin' wrong with Von she's pretty I guess but ehh ain't really see her 'ike 'hat shes my sister. Even when we had 'hat fight still thought of her as my sister. I know I sort stopped talkin' to her afta Leo left but wasn' nothin' against her. I was jus' bein' a major ass to everyone back 'hen. Neva did change her name in my phone though. Even if people think it's Case at times. Pft nah I don' 'ike usin' Babe for 'em." He chuckles a little recalling when Casey got jelous over the nickname.

"Yeah sure might be weird we call the other babe, only cause its a joke between us. 'Hink she was jus' tryin' mimic back that I called her toots or somethin'. She's kinda dumb 'ike 'hat as if she ever look even remotely threatenin' "

- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

[image description] it's a picture of him and Von actually. He's on the floor clearly to drunk to walk and Von's off to the side sitting on the floor seems like she was in the middle of laughing. It's not a very flattering photo of either of them but it is a favorite of Rapheal's. Hasn't changed it not even after he lost his eye to bishop.

"Von's basically my drinkin' buddy. Sure I drink with Case but that tends to turn to other things. With Von? Jus' us havin' a need to vent 'bout shit. Normally I gotta start cause Von too much like Don and she don't say much less given a push. Course Don and Case both hate it afta. I guess we do sorta go to hard at times, and they may have had ta chase us 'round the docks more 'han once." Raphael admits but simply shrugs his shoulders after.

 - what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone    

*Im ignoring the fact this song didn't come out till 2010 i just think it's funny

Last Friday Night (T.G.FI) Pictures of last night ended up online, I'm screwed Oh, well It's a blacked out blur, but I'm pretty sure it ruled Damn

"Cause Von is a riot when shes drunk, really come's outta her own shell ya know? Sure most time 'm drunk too but been a few times I walk over an' she got a head start? She kind of funny to see 'ike that. Even if she get mad cause she thought I was Don at first." He chuckles cause it's happened a few time and she always get upset. "Nah 'ike I said she like Don. Not very open 'bout shit. Less ya asking her a question 'han she can go on forever with explanations. But once she drinks a bit guess she aint as closed off so she opens up a bit more not so much in stuff buggin' her. But ya 'hat shit too. But she ain't as impersonal I guess the word I want?"

 - my muse’s last text to your muse 03: [text] Hey Von guess who scored some good shit?! :D

[text] Leo's bein annoying so imma go to your place cause he'll think i'm with Case instead. Be less likely he'll find me I don't wanna see fearless >:I he's beeing a dick again. 03: [text] Hey...I need a place to hide. And well we need to talk it fine if I drop by? 07:

[text] Hey uh Von? Been some time I know just

[text] I've done some real stupid shit lately need some one smart to talk to

[mikkouille]

ffff

[weapon13whitefang]

Here’s why I, personally, don’t think the Daryl Spoiler is as big of a fucking deal as people are making it out to be.

So it’s all over the fandom by now, Imma just say shit now. If you don’t wanna know, don’t read anymore okay? Sorry not sorry at this point.

For those that don’t know what I’m talking about and want to know, here’s the scoop – This is all told in flashback due to Dog leading Daryl and Carol to a Cabin Daryl recognizes. In the flashback, after the bridge explosion that “killed” Rick, Daryl seems to still be off wandering the woods and searching the water for Rick’s body (As we knew he was).  We don’t know his state of mind or how he’s acting but if this isn’t long after Rick’s “Death” then he’s most likely still in mourning.

Well then Daryl runs into a woman named Leah, which we see a glimpse of this woman in one of the trailers (Which, honestly, is so quick and brief and for a second I thought it was Magna funny enough but annyywayyy), and at first she’s very stand-offish and up in arms against Daryl (understandable, most of the survivors that don’t know each other tend to be hostile/guarded against each other). She seems to realize Daryl isn’t a threat and the two part ways.

We’re give moments of time that show Daryl and Leah keep running into each other as he’s searching for Rick and Leah is doing whatever she is doing. We aren’t specified on how these constant run-ins are played out. We don’t know if Daryl talks to her or she confronts him a lot. We don’t know. We just know that time goes by and that they’ve formed a relationship with each other. We don’t get any specifics, again, besides she’s cooking for him at his camp, they’re snuggles up watching stars together, and apparently there’s a hint that they’re noodling with one another because the. we see Daryl and Leah under a blanket together in front of a fire and she snuggles him closer to her… And we get Dog as a Puppy… Which, does that mean Daryl and Leah found dog together? Or was Dog Leah’s dog and she left him to Daryl? Or what?... Oh well, Puppy Dog! Also… They don’t SHOW Daryl having sex. It’s implied, sure, but anything can look sexually implied with the right lighting and angle. So if they did bump uglies, I don’t know for certain until I get to SEE the episode.

Well, anyway, we then go from snuggles by the fire and puppies to back at the cabin with Leah telling Daryl that he needs to start choosing what he wants because she thinks he’s all over the place… Now, to be fair, it’s kind of always been that Daryl gets dragged all over the place. He’s torn between his loyalty to Rick and finding him, his loyalty to those in Alexandria, and now apparently his whatever relationship with Leah. Well if Daryl says anything to this, I don’t know the spoiler doesn’t say. But he apparently leaves and goes back to his search for Rick’s body before he’s back at the camp. Which leads to a meetup with Carol, who comes by his camp to bring him stuff but also to tell him she isn’t going to be able to visit him anymore because Ezekiel and Henry need her at the Kingdom (which explains a little to why Daryl seemed surprised to see her later on when she and Henry go looking for him). This news seems to settle things for Daryl and he wanders back to the cabin for Leah… But Leah isn’t there. But her shit is still around, so Daryl believes she’ll be back. So he leaves her, basically, a little love note. “I belong here with you. Come find me.” But it’s implied she chose to just leave him, even knowing the routes he takes to look for Rick and how to get to his camp.

So… that’s the big booharah that has everyone shitting themselves and freaking the fuck out… Over what? This is a flashback. FLASHBACK. Something that happened during the missing years of the time jump… This implies Daryl has been out in the woods for YEARS looking for Rick, first of all (Which OMG my fucking heart. Knew this but the confirmation makes my heart want to cry for their brotherly love U3U ). But this whole mess has shown me that… A lot of people would rather have Daryl alone and miserable in the woods than find any form of comfort in someone. He’s lonely for fuck sake! He’s lonely, his best friend said she won’t be coming around anymore, his brother-friend is “Dead”, and he’s not happy back at Alexandria without being able to put Rick to rest but doesn’t wanna be far from them in case they need him… He’s just a lonely guy. And, I’m sorry, but this belief that Daryl needs to be alone for six/seven years… That’s just cruel.

But here’s what is making me laugh. This is OBVIOUSLY a show of character develop for Daryl. About why he is more comfortable with opening up to someone like Connie (this isn’t a ship call out, this is an observation). That Daryl can be open to having a romantic interest when, up until now, he’s been the lone wolf character just floating around everyone. No real settlement to a character (no matter what you all think or wanna say, Daryl was never in-canon called out as being with any character in a romantic way. Can still say the same for Leah to). This was an opening for Daryl to not be alone anymore, because Carol wasn’t gonna be coming around anymore and no one else came out to help him/stay with him. So I don’t blame him for reaching for someone he connected to, even if only briefly. If Daryl is comfortable with you/cares for you in any capacity, he will reach out for you. And whether we like it or not, he got comfortable with Leah. He let her snuggle him, guys. That’s a big sign he was okay with her. Sexy time aside, whatever. He was something with her and she to him and then she was just outty-3000. Which is really sad for him... Someone else he was close to stopped coming around. Like, Damn. Daryl can’t catch a break. Also, let it be noted, he didn’t go chasing her down. He could’ve easily tracked Leah down to stay with her/let her know in person he’s picking her... He didn’t. That tells me a lot. That should tell you all a lot!

Third thing is… This happened IN THE PAST. This means that the Daryl we see that Carol and Henry finds and up until now is still the same Daryl we’ve been seeing. This doesn’t change his narrative. It just adds more layers to him. It shows more growth, That’s great after all those seasons of Daryl having no lines or actions or any growth. It’s downright beautiful to me!

Nothing has changed for Daryl. He’s still the same as he was… Well right now he’s very angry and hurt and fighting with Carol, but he’s in a raw state right now. Remembering something like that then having a recent heart wrenching event be brought back up – the Connie trapped thing – has made Daryl’s hackles rise and he’s lashing out. We know that’s what Daryl does. He bites hard and digs into what makes you upset. Like when he threw the stuff about Beth cutting her wrist at her. He said that to specifically hurt her. Just as he threw the “No… That’s on You. That’s on you because you never know when to stop”. He held back on biting her head off back when the event happened. Which shows a lot of growth from Daryl and a lot of maturity. But he’s raw and upset so he’s digging at her.

This won’t end their friendship. Friends and couples fight all the time. This doesn’t mean they’re finished with each other. For the Carylers out there hissing a fit, these two are raw and broken characters and sometimes two similar characters hurt each other cause they know how to. But that doesn’t mean they hate each other. And I believe Daryl when he said “I aint ever gonna hate you”. He’s just angry and Carol is defensive and that’s not a good combo for anyone together...

For you Bethylers, so what if he fucked someone else? It’s not like Daryl was an actual virgin. Norman said he liked the idea of playing Daryl LIKE a virgin. But I always took that as emotionally. He’s an emotional virgin learning to experience and grow and shy about his feelings and understanding them…. He’s MERLE DIXON’S little brother. He followed Merle around. You think Daryl didn’t fuck around when he and Merle were running around? Look at Season 1 Daryl. That boy was a rough around wild man. Aint no way he never fucked before. Or at least got a blow job. I’m not saying he couldn’t be, but I don’t see Merle letting his brother move about with him without getting fucked/not letting his brother come off as gay (To put it in Merle’s colorful term). Not the way those characters were before S3. Nah.

For the Donnie fans, this just explains why he’s been so easy to open to Connie. He’s had practice letting someone in and being comfortable with the idea of it again. Connie also makes it easy on him by being her adorable and understanding self. Without Daryl’s growth into a previous emotional/physical relationship, I don’t see them connecting as quickly as they did.

I really do not see why this has everyone in a frantic state, Maybe I just look at things differently? Or I just don’t care that much about who Daryl ends up with forever. As long as he’s in a good headspace and happy… Let Daryl Fuck! Let him develop away from the Alexandrian’s and everyone else. Let him develop at all, Jesus…

[hey-got-any-grapes]

Ok so I just had a panic attack at the literal SIGHT of a confederate flag and it was a lot so we gonna write some headcanons about that YAY! 🥰

My comfort character: Bokuto

⚠️ warnings: panic attack, anxiousness, racism, talk about slavery, fear, crying, hyperventilating, uncomfortable themes

Bokuto with a black s/o who sees a confederate flag

Owl Man 🦉:

I want to see my little boy (here he comes) I want to see my little boy

N e ways, you and Bokuto are in America because he’s playing there later in the week.

You feel really good being back in America again because you were feeling kinda homesick in Japan.

There are so many things you want to show him in your home state

As you are walking around and enjoying your day, all of a sudden you see it.

“That” flag is sitting on top of someone’s Ford truck parked on the street.

You suddenly pull him back hard. He almost trips on his feet because of it.

Your breathing gets really hard and your eyes become teary really quickly.

You dashed back the way you came while ordering an Uber to take you back to your mom’s house immediately.

Bokuto immediately runs after you but you are just flying outta that situation.

When you get into the Uber, you realize you forgot about him in your panicked state.

So you decide to have the car wait until he’s caught up with you.

When he finally makes it into the back seat he is so confused.

He’s really dense so he won’t be able to read that you don’t wanna talk about it.

“Why did you run away all of a sudden y/n?”

“What happened?”

No response

He nor you says anything the rest of the ride.

As soon as you walk in the door you start BAWLING

“KO I’M SO SORRY I RUINED YOUR DAY BUT I WAS REALLY SCARED AND I PANICKED BECAUSE OF THAT STUPID FLAG THAT I SAW!”

He has no idea what to do or why exactly you are so upset and full of fear.

Mans is dummy so I doubt he payed attention in history a lot. Much less ANOTHER country’s history.

He just holds you and and starts tearing up himself because he doesn’t like to see his lil owl cry 😢

He goes to you room to cuddle you until you fall asleep.

When you wake up you finally feel a lot better.

You go to the kitchen because you can smell Taco Bell 🌮and you RUN 🏃🏾💨

Bokuto is near the counter unpacking the food for you two.

You don’t say anything until you are both seated on the couch together

You finally tell him why you got so scared earlier and it looks like his heart shattered into a million pieces.😢😞

He knows people were mean to you just because of who you were, but he had no idea that it went back that far into history

You tell him what that flag means and he doesn’t know how to process it

He felt so BAD that he had no clue what was going on before. 😥

Bokuto is a sensitive guy so then HE starts to cry and think about all that you’ve gone through just to survive.

He cannot take that his baby was fearing for their LIFE in a place they grew up.

It makes him sick that people really think in this way about people who look like you, even though you are not a bad person

Bokuto promises to be more aware of things like this in the future and mans REALLY means it

He doesn’t want anyone to feel this way while he’s around.

SO HE CALLS NERD KUROO WHO IS ACROSS THE GLOBE FOR HELP ON THE SUBJECT LMAO 😆

Kuroo also knows jack-shit about black history so he tells Bo to talk to someone WHO IS BLACK!

“Broo I gotta question?” “This better be good that you are calling at 3am bro” “ what can I do to make y/n feel safe because of r@cists?” “Idk hug her, buy food? Bo, talk to someone with her experiences like her parents or Aran.” “ THAT MAKES SENSE BRO THX☺️” “imma sleep now” BEEP

So he talks to your parents the next day about the situation yesterday and they seem really sad but not surprised.

He listens as they explain things that they went through and the severity of the problem in America.

You better BELIEVE he advocates for Black Lives Matter more than ever now. ✊🏾

He wants to educate people back home in Japan, and all his fans across the globe about this topic.

You are really proud that you could get a man as great as this one. ❤️❤️❤️

OK THIS MADE ME FEEL WAY BETTER EVEN THO HE AINT REAL! someone get me a bo-

[blackpantherismyish]

Walls (4)

Does He Do It & Mr. Steal Your Girl

Word Count: 2.4K

Warning(s): A lil bit of fluff, Smuuuut, Justin is being a fuckwad

Listen to: Does He Do It & Mr. Steal Your Girl by Trey Songz

A/N: Dedicated to @vanitykocaine 

Conversation: Italics

Song Lyrics: Bond

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After that encounter between Vanity and Erik, he seemed to pop by more often. Justin was also in and out of town so Vanity didn't mind the company. Sometimes they would just hang around to drink and smoke. More times than none they would end up fucking. Today just seemed like one of those days.

It's just me and you tonight

And I'm at the point where

I don't ever wanna share you ever again

Erik didn't mind spending his day with Vanity. It was something about that made him enjoy her company way more than he'd imagined.

Erik🤤😈: Imma slide through. Leave the door open.

VMonaé🥃😍: How far away are you?

Erik🤤😈: Down the street.

VMonaé🥃😍: Aight.

Pausing in her cooking process, Vanity walked out of the kitchen and unlocked the door. Vanity wasn't one to usually cook a big meal but tonight was different. Tonight was her birthday. In the process of cooking her pasta, she heard the front door open.

“Erik?” She called out, lifting her head and turning around. A grinning Erik stood in the walkway of the kitchen with bag in his hand.

“That's what they call me.” He chuckled, sitting the bag on the table and opened his arms. Wiping her hands, she shuffled her way to Erik and hugged him as tight as her small arms could.

“Happy Birthday lil one.” Erik rested his hands in the dip of her back and looked down at her.

“Thank you.” Vanity beamed looking back up at him.

“Where's that lil nigga of yours, huh?” Erik let her go and she walked back to the counter next to stove.

When you first showed me the kitten, girl you knew I was a freak (damn right)

You knew ya swag was gon` do somethin` to me

You keep tellin` me one day you his, then one day you want me

Won`t you stop all the pretendin` what the business gon` be

Her shoulders lifted in a shrug. “I don't even know.”

“So, whatever business trip he's on is way more important than your birthday?” Erik took a box out of the bag he arrived with and sat it on the table. Not feeling like continuing this conversation, Vanity sighed and shook her head.

“Yeah I guess. Look can we stop talking about this? Wasn't tryna be upset for my birthday.” She glanced over her shoulder to see Erik nod and motion her over to him.

“Yeah… C’mere though.” Erik took off his gold rimmed glasses and rested them on the table.

“Erik, I'm trying to-" Vanity began to protest.

“Vanity… Just come here.” His voice was stern, which was something she still wasn't used to. Putting spoon she had in her hand down she made her way back to Erik.

“What is that?” She looked down at the box that sat on the table. Chuckling, Erik slid it over to her.

“Open it and Find out.”

Raising an eyebrow, Vanity grabbed the box and opened it. Seeing what was inside, she nearly had a heart attack.

“ERIK!?” She squeaked. It was an Emerald Green 18k gold necklace with matching earrings.

“You ain't gotta yell. I'm right here.” He laughed.

“H-how…” She just stared at the jewelry in awe.

“Don't worry bout it. Just enjoy it.” Erik smiled, looking down at her. Seeing her happy made him happy and that was all that mattered

I`ve been promisin` you something more than jus` a couple weeks

Been rollin` round and jumpin` in and out bed

A real decisions what I need and girl it`s time for you to make it

And while ya takin` it look at me girl and tell me one thing

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“Girl, how do I know if the shrimp is done?” Erik stood over the stove, looking down at the shrimp in the pan.

“The outside should be pink with red tails and they should be a lil white.”

“I guess these lil muthafuckas down then.” Erik stirred the pot and put the lid on. Turning the stove down, he walked up behind Vanity, who was mixing some soft of drink. Grabbing her waist, he closed the space between the two of them.

“What you over here mixing lil girl?” Erik leaned down and kissed on her neck lightly.

Vanity could only giggle. “It's called Crip Walk Hooch.” Erik lifted his head to look down at her.

“Crip Walk Hooch?” He questioned.

“Yeah. That's what I said.” She started to laugh.

“How it taste?” Erik rubbed his hands up and down Vanity's hips as she mixed the drink. Grabbing a small cup she poured Erik a small bit and lifted it up to his mouth. Erik took a sip and instantly fell in love.

“Damn… I aint know you could mix like that.” Erik licked the drink off his lips and looked down at her.

“There's a lot you don't know about me.” Vanity brushed her hips against Erik's to move him out of the way but that only made him grip her hips tighter.

“Oh really?” Erik leaned back down and kissed up a trail from the sweet spot on her neck to the skin behind her ear. Rubbing his growing erection against her ass, he chuckled and whispered in her ear. “Try me and See.”

Posted up in the kitchen you teachin` me how to cook

Then it pop off on the counter and we make alot of fuss

Then I take over the teachin and you know what i`ll do first

Moving them from the counter, Erik shuffled and bent Vanity over the kitchen table. She didn't protest.

“I've been around you for a minute baby girl.” Erik's hands kneading the flesh of her ass as she bit her lip to contain a moan that was destined to escape.

“S-so?” Vanity tried to contain herself but it wasn't working out for her.

“So, I'm pretty sure I know your body by now.” One of Erik's hands slipped into the back of her shorts and Vanity knew she was done for. His thick fingers rubbing against her clit through the thin material of her panties she slowly became undone.

“Eri-"

“Ah… you know the deal..” Erik pulled down her shorts along with her panties and stared down at her already dripping pussy.

“Daddy please..” She pushed her back against him to create some soft of friction. Erik brought his hand down against her backside causing her to cry out and halt her movements.

“Please what, babygirl?” Erik unbuckled his jeans and pushed them down on his hips.

“Please fuck me Daddy.” Vanity whined looking back at him. This nigga had the audacity to tease her… on HER birthday.

“Birthday girl wants Daddy to fuck her up?” Erik teased her opening, rubbing his tip up and down while holding her hips still.

“Mmmmm.” She moaned out, gripping the edge of the table.

“Well all you had to do was say so baby girl.” Erik chuckled pushing himself inside and grabbing ahold of her hips as he began to thrust his own. In no time, Vanity's slickness had coated Erik and he slipped in and out of her with ease.

Does he do it, Does he do it, Does he do it

Does he do it, Does he do it, Does he do it (Do It)

Like I do it, Like I do it, Like I do it, Like I do it

Like I do it, Like I do it, Like I do it (Do It)

When I do it I betcha he don't make you cum like I do

The way Erik was grinding in and out of Vanity, she could feel every pulse of the vein on the underside of his dick. The way it throb as he circulated his hips and rocking into her with ease just turned her on even more. Her manicured nails dug into the side of the table and her hips began to bounce back into Erik's.

“Oh shit… Look at you baby girl, throwing that ass back on Daddy's dick…” Erik's hand caressed the dip in her back while he quickened the speed of his hips. His fingers squeezing her sides as the ripples in her ass put him in a trance. They increased as the pace of Erik's hips increased.

“Does he do it like I do, baby girl?” Erik leaned down and kissed Vanity on her shoulder.

“N-no Daddy.” Vanity moaned, looking over her shoulder to stare Erik in the face.

“Who's pussy is this?” Erik grabbed a fist full of her hair and pulled her head off the table. Vanity's voice seemed to disappear.

“Don't make me ask you again.” Erik started to slam his hips into Vanity's, making the table legs creak under pressure. “I-its yours.” Vanity whined, biting her lip. Not satisfied Erik lifted himself up, pulling Vanity by her hair so that her back was against his chest. Reaching his other hand around, he gripped her throat and lifted her chin so that her ear was right next to his mouth.

“I. Didn't. Hear. You.” Each word was accompanied by a thrust of growing intensity until Erik slammed into her gspot. Legs buckling she grabbed onto his arm for leverage and mustered up all her strength into her response.

“IT'S YOURS!” She screamed before releasing all over Erik. With a few hard thrusts, Erik came. Panting, Vanity held onto his arm for dear life.

“Let's eat… We gonna need all the energy we can get.” Erik chuckled, pulling out of Vanity and holding her up as she regained her mobility.

“This is going to be a long night…” Vanity thought to herself.

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After her birthday Erik started to become distant. He wasn't at the club as much and they didn't hang out as much as they used to. Though she felt a way, Vanity was used to this kind of treatment. Especially after dealing with Justin for so long. So this didn't really take a toll on her emotions as much as she thought it would.

5 months of Erik's silence pushed Vanity to work out her strained relationship with Justin. He promised to be home more and he promised to pay more attention to her. Vanity wanted to believe it but it was getting hard.

Baby I'mma be straight up

Don’t waste no time

I know you ain't my, you ain't my baby

Do you think about us

Do I cross your mind anytime

As Vanity got dressed backstage, her mind drifted to her first interaction with Erik. She would admit it. She missed him. He made her feel such joy whenever he was around. Her thoughts were interrupted by knocking on her door.

I know that you, you’re taken

It’ll never change

'Cause it’s always been that way

But you know that you

Can’t fake it

He can’t give you what I got here right now

“Come in.” Vanity called to the door. Looking up in the mirror, her eyes met Justin's.

“Hey babe.” He called, walking up behind her and kissing her cheek.

“What brings you in here?” Vanity stood from her stool and turned to face him.

“I uh… I got call out do town again.” Justin rubbed his neck, avoiding eye contact with Vanity.

“You're kidding right?” Vanity raised her eyebrow, staring into the side of Justin's face.

“Nah… They called earlier today.” Justin finally looked up.

“Justin you promised!” Vanity stomped her foot, staring at him.

Girl I know what you want

No phones, we ain’t even gotta talk

Next time that he leave you all alone

I’m gon’ come through, replace him

Vanity was fuming. She was about to go off when he phone vibrated.

Erik🤤😈: So you missed me?

Rolling her eyes, she put her phone back down and went back to Justin.

“Baby I know i promised.” Justin began.

“Obviously not! You're leaving again.” Vanity threw her hands in the air as she glared at Justin.

“Baby, I can't just ignore it.” Justin groaned.

“Why the fuck not Justin? You ignore everything else” She rolled her eyes, folding her arms.

I’m gonna watch you

Get naked

I’m gonna tell you

Girl take it

Next time that he leave you all alone

I’ll give you all the love he not

I’m about to take his spot

“I just…” Justin sighed, looking at her. Shaking her head, she went back to the counter. Just then there was a knock on your door.

“Vanity.” The voice of her boss called.

“Yeah?” She called back, putting her things away to get ready to go on stage.

“Someone is requesting you.”

Vanity rolled her eyes and sighed, “Well tell them I'm busy right now.”

“He ain't taking no for an answer.”

Frowning Vanity looked up, glancing at Justin and then to her boss. “Well who the fuck is it?”

“Some dude named Killmonger.” The mention of that name made Vanity freeze.

“¿Quien?” Vanity blinked.

“Killmonger.” Shooting a glance at Justin, Vanity finished shoving the stuff away.

“I'm coming. Justin we’ll talk later.” Vanity rushed out of the room.

“Where you going?” Justin followed behind her as she went out of the floor to search for Erik. He wouldn't be very hard to miss.

“To handle my business Justin, now go handle yours.” Vanity finally spotted Erik, he was leaning against the bar with a whiskey glass. Much like their second encounter. Once his eyes landed on her from across the room, He smiled, showing a new set of golden fronts in his mouth. Vanity almost completely forgot Justin was behind her.

Let your man know that

Mr. Steal Your Girl is back

So let your man know that

Mr. Steal Your Girl is back, back

Motioning her to come to him, Erik sipped  from his cup. Vanity’s feet carried across the room and she soon stood in front of the 6’4 beast. 

“Hey babygirl… You missed Daddy?” Erik licked his lips, looking down at Vanity whose face was red and flustered. 

“Y-yeah.” Was all she could say. 

“Is that lil nigga right there?” Erik used his near empty glass to motion to Justin. Vanity nodded. 

“Vanity who is that?” Justin finally walked up to the pair. Vanity turned to face Justin and sighed slightly. 

“This is Er-” Her sentence was stopped when Erik’s hand grabbed the back of her throat.

“Address me right, lil girl.” Erik leaned down so that his face was right next to hers.

“T-this is Daddy.” Vanity whimpered looking at Justin. At a loss for words, Justin just shook his head and walked away. 

“Now babygirl… Get yo stuff. I missed you and I know that pussy missed me too.” Erik sat his cup down on the bar and Vanity leaned back against him.

 “She really did Daddy.” She moaned as his hand travelled down her back. 

“Good… Cause Daddy is going to have her talking all night.” 

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[bunabi]

The point Felassan was trying to get a cross witht Briala was that modern elves tend to romanticize ancient times because of the oppression they face now. Kinda like what hoteps do with Egypt. They want to be Pharoahs and other forms of nobility but Pharoahs owned slaves and other unethical things etc... I think he made a fair point.

I mean I dislike hoteps as much as the next person, but there’s also nothing wrong with remembering instances of prosperity and greatness in the midst of oppression and subjugation and poverty and despair and generational depression if I can keep it 💯.

Arlathan wasn’t perfect, I don’t really want it to be, but Imma keep it real with you: I hate how hope in the concept has been ridiculed or debunked or stripped away for angst. Both in the canon and in fanwork.

The Dalish got facts wrong, their gods were fake, they mistook freedom tats for slave markings, their legacy is a sham, and everything that gets them through the day is a lie. How juvenile, how ignorant, how desperate, how incorrect. Girl I don’t care. Let them cope and idealize! I don’t see ‘a fair point’ in punching down this hard lmao like cmon throw them a bone.

I don’t mean to come across upset over elves whomst I realize aint real but this is also my biggest, most burning gripe.

This also gave me flashbacks of that ‘the Dalish are just weaboos but of elven culture uwu’ post and now I gotta go to bed mad lol.

[morgannalefey]

I have shared this post from a Black autistic activist I follow on Facebook. Elevating her voice on this. via Fidgets and Fries on Facebook:

Imma say some stuff, and a good percentage of y’all gone be mad…but I literally aint living to please y’all, so…deal.

Or don’t, Idgaf:

1. This man (Rock) made a whole ass documentary about Black hair. How important it is to our culture. How important it is to our women. How we live in a world that doesn’t love, cherish, respect, and even protect us for our damn tresses. For this skin.

This mf’er knew better. Regardless of whether he knew about her condition, he knew better.

2. Comedians stay punching down. That ain’t funny. “It’s a joke.” You ain’t gon’ be responsible for how someone interprets them words once they leave your lips, you need to be real deliberate about what you say. And ready for any consequences should they come your way.

3. Jada has been vocal about her medical condition for years. This ain’t new information. And this man standing up for his wife after someone mocked her for hair she literally cannot grow, really ain’t hitting my radar for worst things that can happen to a mf’er.

4. I ain’t about to be mad at no Black man for protecting his Black wife. Period. I swear, I ain’t.

5. I really ain’t trying to hear no white folks speak on Black trauma and our response to it. Nah.

6. I’ll debate this subject amongst my people, period. They the only ones qualified for inclusion in this conversation. This wasn’t just about a joke, this wasn’t just about a slap. It was about the constant disrespect we endure as Black women, often at the hands of patriarchy and racism, and the lack of protection that comes to us when we do. There’s more, but like I said prefer to discuss in-house.

7. More than one thing can be true:

-the joke was in poor taste, offensive af -one can be proud of a Black man standing up for his Black wife and upset at the way he went about doing so.

8. Nuance is a hell of a thing.

[dancerdedue]

it'd be a real shame if somebody just.... sAID ANSWER ALL THE NUMBERS DEE

because u hate me imma put this under a read more omg

FAVORITE…

1: Current male wrestler: sheamus !!!! waddup2: Current female wrestler: naomi !!!!!3: All time male wrestler: eddie guerrero !!!!!4: All time female wrestler: trish stratus !!!!!!5: Tag team: breezango !!!! also the usos but u know oh and the Barrrrrr6: Match(es): fuck favorite matches uhhhhhhhhh ohh edge & christain vs the hardyz & the dudley boys (who i forgot was in the match omg) ladder match for the tag team belt, ummm another uuuhhhh OH tyler vs sami vs neville vs hideo. and me vs you for making me answer all of this. 7: Ring gear: alicia fox has been KILLING it yes chica!!!8: Pay per view: royal rumble i love it !!!9: Entrance theme: dana brooke’s theme is lit. tyler’s theme makes me act like a damn fool.10: Stable: staaable uhhh new day!11: Champion: ember. andradeee, alexa and baron. oh shit and roman!!12: Match type: i know people hate them but i fucking love lumberjack/jill matches idgaf i love matches were everyone is out there

THE BEST…

13: Looking diva: all of them bitch tf14: Looking superstar: all of them we aint tearing people down!15: Technical wrestler: eddie guerrero  16: Gimmick: new day yo, the whole thing17: Championship design: the women’s belts in all the rosters, its good !18: Feud: fuck uhh the best feud…. idk i haven’t been hyped about a feud in a while…19: Mic worker: again, new day gonna take this one!20: Slogan/tag line: FEEL THE GLOW, BITCH!

OTHER…

21: Wrestling video game you have played: the fucking raw v smackdown 2007 one because i used to have a character named ‘miss raw’ and she was ALL red, and she was on smackdown and i thought i was SO FUNNY at like ??? 11?? 10??? and she had bunny ears and she came out to trish’s song i love her 22: Worst entrance theme: s*th r*llins because that means he’s gonna come out ://23: Worst gimmick: d*lph z*ggler’s its so bad lord jesus24: Which wrestler would you like to see make a return?: kaITLYN COME ON SIS25: Do you follow any independent promotions?: i don’t watch (which im upset about i used to be a lot more involved ://) but i try my best to keep up with njpw and…. progress but veeeeeeeeeeery little of that tbh26: One unpopular opinion of yours: unpopular opinion… i guess me not thinking s*asha is this amazing wrestler? i think she’s good but i don’t think she’s the best. then again, idk who the best would technically be so…27: Who do you consider underrated?: alICIA FUCKING FOX28: What about an over-rated wrestler?: **** *******29: Someone who you think would be great with some ring improvement?: dana brooke !! she’s good and v promising but they gotta stop screwing her ass over imma fight someone30: You get to make your own stable. Who would it consist of? What is their name?: my own stable oh shit imma self indulge. uhh OKAY, a samoan takeover like roman, with the main belt (Whichever brand idc), the usos with the tag team belts and tamina with the women’s belt. and they’re a big ass heel group and they’re pushing that there the better wrestler because they’ve literally got family all over the wrestling community. how no other dynasty even TOUCHES them, no other wrestlers and shit. a name idk it’d probably the ‘the samoan dynasty’ [HARD SHRUG]31: Who would you like to be in a tag team with?: nia because she can do all the work and i’ll just be her cheerleader !32: Who would you like to be in a mixed tag team with?:sheamus so i can just lean on the ropes and swoon over him. he does all the work, i don’t do shit.33: Why do you love wrestling?: cause it’s chill, it distracts me from my anxiety and uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh idk bro it’s fun!34: What/who first got you into wrestling?: people i know wise??? uhh my sister and her ex-bf. wrestler wise?? ummm kaitlyn actually brought me back in 2011 - 2012!!35: Raw, Smackdown or NXT?: smackdown bIIIItcHHH. 36: Were you devastated when Alberto Del Rio hit Santa with his car in 2012?: yeah man fuck him37: If you were on the original NXT who would you choose as your pro?: eve so i can learn to be That Bitch38: Have you ever considered becoming a professional wrestler?: hell nah man. i’d take one hip toss on the mat and i’ll be down for the count. they’d have to take my ass out in a wheelchair with a neck brace and shit.39: What is your best wrestling related memory?: my first wwe live event, which was tlc 2012 (i believe!!) and i sat allll the way in the nose bleeds in, i swear, the funniest fucking section i’ve ever been in. like they were so fucking hilarious up there. and i realize when you are in the nose bleed, that’s where the funniest people are. i loved it.40: Do you watch wrestling by yourself or with others?: on the weekdays, by myself. when it’s ppvs, i have friends over.

[i-hate-jay]

you have made a big mistake to do with you especially when u mke I 've you want but its not like they have to work on my way home alone and i dont 6 YOU ARE A BIG STANKT HOE A you got big stank big sweat big hoes big booty bit hes dogs and doooooo ahhhhh this music is maken my cry so hard im sobbien my eyes out who wants to give me emotional support im so lonely nobodys messaged me personally for hours this is what isolation feels like i xant velieve this imma eat some chicken later oh wait i cant this is true depression fuck this im dead who wants to sebd some money to my paypal anyone ? anyone? no guess ill just vore my way out of this i cant believe none of u want to help yall aint real ur all fakes all hoes all big booty bitches u aint worth shit nvm u are cuz i love my friends but who do i love more? senpai lloydkins none of u will ever compare to him hes a god and what r u nothing dirt u arent better than that green lego baby u are TRASH! yeah thats what i thought wtf i think im dying btw i have a lightbulb that connecte to the wifi how crazy ie that crazt how nature do that yall ainy shit u got a smart meter didnt think so anyways im listening to mr depression sing song he sings and i cry btw dinosaurs had feathers im sick of people thinking they dont cuz there is scientific proof dinosaurs had feathers but the media decides to lie to us . you know what else the media does? braineashes us. we dont know anything but what weve grown up seeing we r being shown a facade we dont know the real world we r controlled we r puppets we r the lesser ppl life isnt real and life is written out for us before we are even born theres no such thing as freedom unless youre a rich high class man who has all the power. we are nothing. you are nothing. you have no power and no rights even if you think you do!!! from the very moment we are born we are controlled and watched over!!!! we are force fed lies and death and nothing is real nothing is real nothing is real nothing is real. anyway i lost a nail the other day and i was pretty upset about it, this has happened twice now but i think ill get over it. christmas is soon and its gonna be pretty fun. its rather cold and its 7 pm and my phones on 11 percent and i think this is the end of me ill see you all never goodbye my only friends and for whoever may be reading this you're stanky

[smolcuriouskitten]

The last encounter weighed heavy on Rockelles heart. She was too tired to chase or fight back, just shut the door and took her 10 minute nap. She kept it in the back of her head to curse Onyx out the first chance she got once this was over. Once the concert was over and she finally got some well deserved rest, she calls Onyx a few days later.

"Hey baby! You met Axel aint you?" She said, snickering and laughing at Rockelle through the phone. "Listen before you get mad, he asked a week before the concert and I know how pissy you get." They were laughing their ass off over the phone, knowing Rockelle was about to go off.

"A WEEK?! ONYX LINA SIMMONDS, YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT MY CONCERTS. THOSE ARE MY GOD DAMN KIDS AND YOU HAD ME LOOKING ALL BITCHY! WHY IN THE FUCK WOULD YOU ADD HIM IN LAST MINUTE?! I CAN IMPROVISE BUT WHEN HE ISNT WORKED IN AT ALL, IMMA FAIL." She yells through her phone, clapping her hands and pointing at it.

"Listen Rocky, you trippin. You could have made it work. Send him out to play guitar with one of your singles, like he came as a favor to me and he was mad. Pissed even. He said you were a rude ass mother fucka. You cant be acting like that with clients babe." She said, snorting and laughing. "Nah nah, on the real Im sorry. I didnt mean to make you upset. I thought you would have liked him, hes cool people." She calmly said, shaking her head and sighing.

"Onyx. You know I need to meet and talk with people before hand. You should know this by now. You are my manager for a fucking reason. You just like seeing me mad and shit and I dont like that. You can fuck with me on a daily basis but you got him thinking Im an asshole. You know how I acted that day. I didnt sleep for 2 days, I was stressed, everything was almost fucked up beyond repair. I dont need that extra beef on my belt that I do not need. I feel so bad for how I treated him, you gotta fix this because you fucked it up. Onyx you are gonna get enough of playing with me, I swear." She continued to fuss, clapping and yelling.

Onyx continues to laugh, as she thrived off of making Rockelle mad. "Aight aight calm down, Imma call him up and see if he wants to meet you again. From what he told me, it aint looking good, but Imma see what I can do." With that, here they are, sitting together at a resturant, waiting for Axel to show up. They were both bickering with each other in Korean to avoid any conflict about what they were saying.

Starter for @righteouslysin

It was a stressful month with all of the craziness that came from planning, choreographing, singing, and writing all of the concert together, it was finally the big day. She was stressed out of her mind but she was pulling it together for the show. Her fans were screaming her name, giving her that adrenaline rush.

That rush quickly went away once she was off stage though, the exhaustion catching up to her. She sends some trainees out to keep the audience happy for a while as she took a power nap, going to her dressing room. Note to self, dont stay up for 2 days writing songs and counseling new people.

She laid down on the futon in the room, closing her eyes for a quick power nap, until she heard a knock at the door. Her team knows not to bother her when shes in her dressing room, so why in the blue hell is someone knocking on her door.

Opening the door with an annoyed and exhausted look on her face, she starts. "Unless someone is dying or there is a fire, theres no reason why you should be knocking at my door. What is it?" She asks, the woman appearing as exhausted as she looked. Her hair was all over her head, her makeup was still perfect but smudged just a bit, and her silk robe covered her undergarments.