#Lookin at you KAM

[eminsunnytoons123]

Hey Westley students,

What do you think of this?:

Lil' D: ooh! She looks real nice.

Madison, hovering over Lil' D from behind: *gasp* she's so beautiful!

Philly Phil: I agree with both of them! She really does look nice.

Tamika: oooohhh, girl! She's lookin' fab!

Eddie: why, she seems beautiful.

Kim: I agree with Tamika! She looks really fabulous!

Kam: most acceptable.

Kaylie: Woah! Like, she looks really beautiful!

Mackenzie: yeah! Like, fer sure!

Tanya: meh, she looks nice.

Jared: yeah, she actually looks nice.

Preston: meh, she's fine.

Dustin: mhm, yeah.

[l3m0ngal5]

British heavens candy store (sweet shop)

Are we gonna have a problem?

You got a bone to pick?

You've come so far, why now are you pulling on my dick?

I'd normally slap your face off

And everyone here could watch

But I'm feeling nice

Here's some advice

Listen up beeyotch

I like

Lookin' hot

Buying stuff they cannot

I like

Drinking hard

Maxing dad's credit card

I like

Skippin' pe

Scaring her

Him screwing me

I like

Killer clothes

Kickin' nerds in the nose

If you lack the balls

You can go play like Fools

Let your mommy fix you a snack (whoa)

Or you could come smoke

Pound some rum and coke

In my Porsche with Some boys in back (whoa, whoa, whoa)

Honey, Don't you stop

Come on to Sweet Shop

Time prove you Can survive at the top

And step into my Sweet shop

Guys fall

At your feet

Pay the check

Help you cheat

All you

Have to do

Say goodbye

To Shamu

That freak's

Not your friend

I can tell

In the end

If she

Had your shot

She would leave

You to rot

Course, if you don't care

Fine, go braid her hair

Maybe Charlie and lola is on (whoa)

Or forget that creep

And get in my jeep

Let's go tear up

Someone's lawn (whoa, whoa, whoa)

Honey, Don't you stop.

Come in my candy store

To prove

You're not a pussy

Just stop

And step into my sweet shop

You can join the team

Or you can bitch and moan

You can live the dream

Or you can die alone

You can fly with Robins

Or if you prefer

Keep on testing me

And end up like her

Veronica, look!

Kam invited me to his Birthday party!

This proves he's been thinking about me!

Color me stoked

I'm so happy!

ooh, whoa, honey, Welcome to the top

Shut up, Heather!

Step into my Sweet shop

Whoa, time for you to prove

You're not a lameass

So stop

And step into my sweet shop

It's my Sweet shop

It's my Sweet

It's my Sweet shop

It's my Sweet

It's my Sweet shop

It's my Sweet Shop

[gardenerian]

the way..... i’ve been attacked 

[murphychips]

thanks @kambiteydragon really appreciate this callout hjgsdkghjf and no OP it's not about a ditto it's about the fact i have Stunning fashion sense,

req’d by @kambiteydragon

this about a companion ditto?

[chowtrolls]

Bruuno, if you could have an unlimited number of quadmates, how many would you have? How many in each quad?

"Huh? Yer makin' it sound like I'm jus collectin' trolls. Like I'm on some kinda mission t' get all the ass in the world. It ain't like that..I ain't holdin' some ideal number of trolls t' bang."

"Like m' rails! I started wit one, 'n I was happy wit that. I didn't go int' Abanny's shop one day expectin' t' be her rail. Hell, I was happy wit two! Sonnet comes along 'n now I'm happy wit three. Each of 'em are different. Got a different like...role, maybe? I dunno, but I love 'em all th same."

"I was fine wit jus Cresta as a kismesis. Reconnectin' wit Kam has been easier than I thought, but I like havin' 'im 'round. I'm cool wit two."

"'n I still ain't lookin' fer a flush. No amount o' handsome ceruleans 'n sweetheart lil fruits're gunna change that."

"....Maybe. But you didn' hear that from me."

[artificialqueens]

don't make me wait another day, chapter 3: good as hell (kamasia) - holtzmanns, writworm42

A/N: Last chapter, Kameron and Asia continued their flirtation over text and agreed to have another session. This chapter, Kameron prepares for their second session before being Very Distracted in it. Thank you Bean for beta-ing, we love you!!!

Title from Good as Hell by Lizzo

The week creeps by far too slowly for Kameron’s liking. It doesn’t matter how many clients she sees, how many hours she clocks, how many appointments or errands or other things she fills her personal time with. By Monday, everything starts to meld together, a blob of meaningless, tedious chores.

Well. A blob of meaningless, tedious chores, except for one small detail.

On Thursday, at 3 p.m. on the dot, she’s going to see Asia again.

“That’s all very romantic,” Kameron’s coworker, A’keria, interrupts her story with a roll of her eyes, “but if you tell me how sick you are of waiting for Thursday one more time, imma have to go drown myself in the pool.”

“Oh, leave her alone, Kiki!” Another of Kameron’s friends, Vanessa, pipes up from her place at the front desk. “You just bitter ‘cause you ain’t got no man.”

“Please, bitch, you ain’t any better than miss Kam over here. Where’s Brooke Lynn, anyway, you finally separated her from your clingy ass?” A’keria grunts, glaring daggers at Vanessa as the other woman blushes deeply.

“She’s cleaning the pool,” Vanessa grumbles under her breath.

“Excellent, so she drownin’ herself already, too.”

“You’re both the worst.” Kameron grumps before a gym member comes by to ask Vanessa a question, breaking up their conversation. It’s not that she doesn’t think she’s being annoying–she knows she is, she’d probably be fed up too if she had to listen to herself. But at the same time, she can’t help it.

Asia O’Hara, the gorgeous woman with the white teeth and the amazing sense of humour, is going to be spending time with her again in less than a week. In just a few days, she’s going to be spending a whole hour with her.

A lot can happen in an hour.

Her phone buzzes beside her, interrupting her thoughts. Before she can grab it, though, a long, pale hand swipes it up for her.

“Oooh, Asia again?” Brooke grins, waggling her eyebrows over the top of Kameron’s phone. “You guys text a lot for girls who’ve just met.”

“Give me my phone back.” Kameron snatches it away from her hands, furiously keying in her password as Brooke snickers fucking lesbians under her breath. “And go fist Vanessa while you’re at it.”

She looks up her phone just in time to see Brooke thrust her fist in the air as she walks away.

A: Say, I was thinking…

K: Yeah, I do that a lot too

Kameron smiles to herself as she sends that text off, hoping that as cheesy as it is, it’ll make Asia laugh.

A: BITCH

Mission accomplished. Before she can enjoy the moment though, three dots pop up on the screen, and her heart stops for a moment.

A: Seriously. I was thinking

A: I probs need new workout gear. I don’t have much.

A: Just a sports bra and some shorts maybe

A: I want something with good support tho.

Kameron’s throat goes dry, all thoughts in her mind suddenly scattered like ping pong balls. Asia’s flirting with her. This is a clear, blatant display of trying to turn Kameron on, trying to get her to imagine Asia in tight spandex shorts and a sports bra that puts just a little cleavage on display. Isn’t it?

Kameron is Asia’s personal trainer, and she’s texted Kameron for advice on things like how to do a particular home exercise in the past. Maybe she only wants a recommendation of where to buy new clothes, that’s a possibility too, and there could be no flirtation at all-

“Bitch, she’s flirting with you.” Vanessa’s scratchy voice over her shoulder makes Kameron jump. She’s about to chew Vanessa out for reading her screen when another text comes through, and Vanessa smiles wickedly as they both turn to look at what it says.

A: How d’you feel about something like this?

The attached picture nearly makes Kameron’s mouth go dry. It’s a mirror shot, Asia twisted slightly to the side. Maroon leggings hug Asia’s ass perfectly, and she really doesn’t even need to do the crap ton of squats that Kameron always forces on her clients.

Asia has one of those body types that’s naturally muscular, naturally defined, the kind that usually makes Kameron grumble out of jealousy because she has to actually work for her own. Asia, though, with the slight indentation of abs that peek out above her high waisted shorts, makes Kameron feel more lightheaded than anything else. Asia’s matching bra crisscrosses over her shoulder blades, tracing around the muscles of her back and framing her breasts in a way that makes Kameron dizzy, her eyes moving frantically to pick a spot to focus on first ( how is she supposed to pick a spot to focus on first?).

And if there’s any doubt that Asia knows exactly what she’s doing, another text follows up, one that’s almost mocking in its blatancy.

A: So you think these will have enough support?

Kameron lets out a laugh in disbelief, because Asia’s really trying to kill her, she is, and having a grand old time while doing so.

Though two can play at this game.

K: Mm, tough to say. We’ll have to test that out together, won’t we?

There’s no response for a moment, enough time for Kameron to come dangerously close to spiralling, wondering if she’s said too much, too soon.

“Still texting her?” Brooke taps her fingers on the other side of the counter and Kameron jumps, nearly dropping her phone in the process.

“Nope! Nope. Why do you guys care so much, anyway?” So what if she’s texting Asia? Especially if she hasn’t replied. Why hasn’t she replied yet-

Bzz.

“Bitch, look at this!” Kameron is pulled back sharply as Vanessa materializes behind her, grabbing onto her shoulder for support as she cranes up on her tiptoes to peek at the text message that pops up on her screen.

A: can’t wait to see how you like them in action ;)

“Damn, I know you’re lesbians, but y’all move fast!” Vanessa’s voice is gleeful as she dances around to the other side of the counter, leaning against Brooke’s side and beaming when she wraps an arm around her.

“Your girlfriend is literally beside you right now.” Kameron points between the two of them.

Vanessa flips her ponytail over her shoulder. “And?”

Kameron rolls her eyes, turning away from the others with an exasperated sigh. “I don’t have to be here, I got a session to get to.”

“At two-thirty? Huh, A’keria, did you know we were doin’ sessions on the half-hour now?”

“Hm, you know, that’s funny, ‘cause I’m lookin’ at the schedule right now, and Kam doesn’t even have anything until four…”

“Prep time!” Kameron fires back over her shoulder and flips the others off as she hurries away, but she’s unable to keep the smile off her face as she goes.

____

Kameron spends a bit longer than necessary choosing her outfit on Thursday morning. Sure, the muscle tee she goes for shows off her arms, though she’s most definitely not wearing it for a specific reason, nor is she wearing the spandex shorts to get a certain someone’s attention.

Most definitely not.

Lo and behold, Asia is wearing the sports bra and leggings from the picture that she had sent earlier in the week, the one that feels like it’s branded onto Kameron’s eyelids because she can’t stop thinking about it. Kameron can feel herself swallow hard while she tries to keep her eyes up, waving at Asia as she walks in and drops her duffle bag on the counter.

“Hey, Kam.” Asia’s voice is sugary sweet and the toss of her ponytail over her shoulder would almost make Kameron laugh, if it wasn’t fucking hot at the same time.

“Hey.” Kameron can’t help the slight curve of her lip. She’s been looking forward to this hour more than she wants to admit. “Ready for me to kick your ass in the gym again?”

“ Bitch, first of all, I’m fit as hell-”

“That you are.”

“-and - wait, hey .” Asia pokes Kameron’s side. “Second of all, you really should kick my ass outside of the gym. I mean, what?”

Asia spins on her heels and walks to drop her duffle bag in the change room before Kameron even processes what she says, her mouth dropping open when she sees the way that Asia winks at her before disappearing behind the door.

Kameron wants to take it back. She’s not ready for the mini heart attack that Asia will mostly likely be responsible for causing.

Asia returns and Kameron rolls out her shoulders, gathering her thoughts because she is at work, and Asia is her client, and she can’t exactly do anything stupid while on the clock, no matter how much she wants to. And no matter how much Asia is hinting that she wants the same.

That can wait. Kameron’s patient.

Kameron tries to keep her cool as Asia starts her warm up, running through the exercises that she’s going to take Asia through in her head. They’re things that she’s done a million times with clients, but with Asia, it feels different - Kameron really wants to impress her, get her to come back. Catch her interest.

Asia wipes the sweat from her brow as she rises from her last burpee, panting. “I will never, ever forgive you for making me do these. Never. It’s been two minutes and my legs are already jelly.”  

Kameron passes Asia her water bottle, her eyes trailing along the curve of Asia’s jawline as she grabs a drink. “That was only our first exercise.”

Asia groans. “Remind me why I come to your sadistic ass for personal training again?”

“A part of you enjoys it, I can tell.” Kameron grins. It’s unfair, really, that Asia still looks good after breaking a sweat.

“Pfft.” Asia grumbles underneath her breath as she tucks a stray later behind her ear. “As if.”

“Admit it, you do.”

“Make me.” Asia grins at her with a wicked gleam in her eyes, her tongue peeking between her lips which is distracting enough to make Kameron’s eyes flit downwards.

“Okay.” Kameron smirks, noticing Asia’s slight raise of her eyebrows. “Let’s do five more burpee reps then. C’mon.”

“Bitch.”

Kameron’s proud of herself, really, for staying professional throughout their warmup and the beginning of when Asia begins lifting. At least, until she has to spot Asia.

Her fingertips ghost along Asia’s bare sides, along the small strip of midriff showing between her sports bra and the top of her leggings. Kameron can see the goosebumps rising along Asia’s skin as she shifts her hands to support her back. It’s a contrast from the way that they’re sweating underneath the almost suffocating heat of the gym, the stuffiness not quite overbearing enough to keep Kameron from feeling a shiver run through her system.

“Next one, I’m going to have you squat while holding the bar above your head.” Kameron lifts the bar, handing it to Asia who grunts.

“No extra weights on it?” Asia lifts the bar up above her head, arms beginning to tremble, and Kameron snorts as she lifts her own hands up to the bar to stabilize Asia’s grip.

“Gotta start with just the bar first. It weighs fifteen pounds on its own.” Kameron brings her hands down slowly as Asia’s grip on the bar becomes stronger.

“Fifteen? Damn, I don’t want anymore weights on top of this.”

“Now squat with it.” Kameron has to hold in a laugh when Asia makes a face of disbelief.

“Bend my legs? While holding this shit? I’m not going to be able to get back up.” Asia huffs, her grip tightening on the bar.

“Just try. If you get stuck, I’ll help you get back up.” Kameron can’t help herself, really, from the wink that she sends in Asia’s direction. Especially because it makes Asia blush, before she lets out a scoff.

“You will, huh?”

“I’m very supportive.”

“Yeah, I bet you are.”

Kameron’s not sure if she’s imagining the way that Asia’s glance flits from her eyes down to her lips, then back up, the way that her tongue peeks out from between her lips. She distracts herself from the fact that all she wants to do is lean in, kiss Asia, maybe bite on her lower lip and see if it makes her moan because-

She’s still at work.

So she takes a step back, coming to stand behind Asia before she starts her reps. Her hands hover near the bar without quite touching, should Asia need the support. Asia’s warm in front of her, the beads of sweat dripping down the back of her neck showing the effort that she’s putting in to keep bar up, along with her shaky hands.

By the time the session is over, Kameron’s absolutely twitching. It doesn’t help, really, when they finish and high five and Asia takes the opportunity to lean on Kameron, an elbow on her shoulder. Asia’s wiping the sweat from her brow, the muscles of her taut stomach lightly shifting as she breathes, and somehow it’s fucking hot. Kameron’s parched, and it’s not for water.

“So, do I get a reward or something for surviving that session?” Asia tilts her head as she looks over, the gleam in her eyes making Kameron’s mind travel a million miles an hour.

“Depends on what what you want.” Kameron doesn’t miss a beat, doesn’t hide the way that she slowly drags her eyes from Asia’s face down her frame, knowing that Asia’s watching.

“You should come and find out.” Asia lifts her elbow from Kameron’s shoulder, turning on her heels to flounce towards the changing rooms, the very ones where Kameron knows there are rows and rows of showers.

The wink that Asia throws at her before letting the door swing closed behind her is enough to get her to follow, after dropping her clipboard behind the front desk without a second thought.  

Good thing Asia’s her last client for the day.

[crybabykam]

i was tagged by @pastelqweer

Tag Game!                                            

I got tagged by Alma lol

Rules: answer these questions then tag 20 blogs you’d like to know better! (*patrick star voice* i know three people)

Nickname: Everyone calls me Kam

Zodiac: Gemini (we’re not evil oh my god leave us alone), Sagittarius Rising, Leo moon (yeah I am a cocky shit tho who never shuts up :/)

Height: 6′0″ (just on the mark)

Time: 4:29pm

Favourite band/artist: Neon Indian, Prince, LOONA, Sevdaliza, and Little Dragon (please give them love)

Song stuck in my head: Cherry by Rina Sawayama (give her love too)

Last movie I saw: That Mission Impossible the new one. But was my gay ass really watching it? Too busy lookin at Henry Cavill’s ass

Last thing I googled: Captain Marvel to find the trailer

Other blogs: I have too many but  Aesthetic Fashion Blog: @smokeyb0y Main Art Blog: @sketchykam Cute/Fairy Kei/Pink Blog: @pinkient Activism Blog against racism, transphobia, homophobia,etc.: @ateachingmoment .....Dm for NSFW Blogs....

Do I get asks: LOL NOT REALLY anymore, used to get nice asks to randos fighting me, what happened

Why did I choose this username: I used to be charminganime on everything when I was a stupid 14 y/o, but I was like let’s switch it UP..I like deadpool! And now I’m 22 and sitting here with this name and Idk if I wanna change it or not

Following: Too many people, yall funny tho

Average amount of sleep: 2-6 hrs lmaoo

Lucky number: 11

What am I wearing: Jurassic park shirt and boxers

Dream job: I’m living it but I want to be a comic artist for DC comics...Specifically batman comics

Dream trip: Japan, Morocco, Going back to the Bahamas

Fave food: Chicken Katsu, Curry, that rigatoni shit, elotes, soup, fuckin love salad

Play any instruments: Rusty at piano, saxophone, and bass guitar

Eye colour: brown

Hair colour: black

Describe yourself as aesthetic things: Neon lights flickering on, A low deep voice whispering, glossy lips, sunlight streaming through a window, the smell and chill of rain, standing in the hallway of a club as music from the next room over is audible and thumping, glitter, I’m gay

Languages you speak: English, Spanish, Japanese

Most iconic song: ECLIPSE BY KIM LIP, STAN LOONA, Slumlord by Neon Indian, Human by Sevdaliza

i tag, but in a no pressure kinda way: idk, stan loona

[kevindurkiin]

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[tellywoodtrash]

ishqbaaz 22.01.18 lb

ugh let’s get this shitshow on the road. at this point, entertainment kam, homework waali feeling zyaada aati hai.

shivaay, bruh you srsly need to get over your fucking parivaaar already. like focus on omru, and that’s it. the rest of them can choke. they don’t deserve this kinda commitment from you. just ignore them enough and they’ll fucking go away. like prinku. 🙃🙃🙃

ok don’t even get me started on the “hum dono ek saath hai” nonsense. meeting you was the worst thing that could have ever happened to this girl. if only i could “kuch samay pehle” all back to june 2016, and prevented you two from ever crossing paths. 😑😑😑

OMFG SVETLANA HI I MISSED YOUR BEAUTIFUL FACE WHAT A GORJUSS COME HERE 😍😍😍

shariffudddinnn!!!! looks confused and perplexed. as per usual. bro you’ve made a career of NOT GETTING WHAT YOU WANT, whether it be in the mughal era, or in present-day “chennai”. by now you should be used to it.

“tu karne kya waali hai?”

tu.... meaning veer is bade bhaiyya? hmm... 

lololol also loving their sibling-ly fist bump. i guess veer is svetlana’s sibling of choice. tia who?

these two take their dushmani so seriously that they have a special framed photu of the ppl they hate to glare at. nafrat ho toh aisi! 😚😚😚

ugh not here for dadi’s nonsense. fwding!

UGH ANIKA KA YEH BEDSHEET WAALA OUTFIT. BURN IT ON THE LOHRI BONFIRE PLZ. 🤢🤢🤢

where’s om? i don’t wanna stare at these two chilgozas.

ugh ok this scene is getting on my nerves, fucking FWD!!!

....  no srsly what’s the deal with them stressing heavily on bhavya’s lack of family these days.... i feel like it’s foreshadowing that she’s the third nafratbaaz sister and is kinda dropping hints that the oberois fucked her over, family-wise. 🤔🤔🤔

coz my heart eternally hopes that sumo is eventually gonna come back to save rudra’s ass and ruMya is end game.

BTW WHERE THE F IS SUMO????? SHE WAS LIKE “GONNA SEE A FRIEND, BRB” AND HASN’T BEEN SEEN FOR OVER A WEEK. SOMEONE FUCKING LOOK INTO IT???? 😣😣😣😣😫😫😫😫

oh. police. 😬😬😬

waah, goa police is as nikkami as mumbai police. good to know standards are maintained all over the country in these matters. 😌😌😌

meanwhile the murder sibs are staring down at... komal?? is that her name??? a veryyyy dead komal.

who btw, has zero nishaan of a person who DROWNED to death. or indeed any of the signs of being dead. her corpse has better skin than my bloody zinda body fml. 😓😓😓

lmao veer is typical domineering bade bhaiyya who’s like just shut up and work. and svetlana is typical bratty younger sister who is rolling her eyes in bg. i think these two might be my new brotp for the show. 😆😆😆😆

this police officer looks like discount sukhwinder singh no?

ok anika’s mental health is at the fucking brink and it is breaking my fuckingggggg heart. this girl needs extensive therapy. like... MASSIVE amounts of it. 😣😣😣

shivaay is suuper excited to introduce dadi to his crush. i haven’t seen him this enthu about ANY relationship in his life ever, till date.

dude no really i need some vital stats on nikitin dheer, coz he looks THE MOUNTAIN (from GOT) type massive. is he that gigantic, or is nakuul just that miniscule????? I NEED ANSWERS. GIVE ME DIMENSIONS FOR BOTH MEN, DOWN TO THE LAST CM. 😫😫😫

pfffffffft rudra thinking that bhavya’s talking about him. lord just give me 1% of his confidence.

gauri be like idk man i don’t see it. my hubs is more normal proportioned and hotter.

pft gauri, she’s getting married, not entering the convent. she’s still allowed to appreciate beauty where she sees it. taj mahal apne desh mein hai toh kya hum eiffel tower ko khoobsurat na bulaayein?

“woh samosa thodi hai jo HOT HOT keh rahi ho.”

lmaooooo gauri. 😂😂😂

also i am 86% certain that given the choice between a shirtless om and a samosa, she’d pick the latter. 😋😋😋

bhavyaaaaa is meeeeeeee. #1 creeper when it comes to beautiful ppl (irrespective of gender and/or mauke ki nazaakat. hot hai matlab hot hai. 😚😚😚)

rudra you’re not really kaabil-e-tareef. esp. compared to dr. veer here.

LMAO I AM REALLY LOVING BHAVYA’S APPRECIATIVE FACES 😆😆😆

hahaha awwww the bhaabis and their hausla-afzaai of rudra. so cute.

lmao bhavya reallllllllllllllly getting carried away with the thirstttttt. never has her character been more relatable to me. ever 🤤🤤🤤🤤

khee khee khee anika and gauri’s smirks and giggles.

snort. bhavya really rubbing it in. i love it. it’s the least she can do after all the crap rudra put her through.

aaaand rudra is being an idiot again.

rudra just got bumped up to the top of shariffuddin!!!!!’s murder list.

wow for once, shivaay is holding one of his brothers accountable for bad behaviour. sun rose in the west, pigs flying, etc.

BUT BUT BUT BHAABI-MOM TO THE RESCUE!!!! 😧😧😧

lmao “main bhaabi ka bhai hoon.” *tiniest tentative step in her direction*

lol i can’t get over how mad shivaay is rn. anika should def. feel a little threatened by this crush of his.

lololol anika frustratedly blaming her freudian slip on rudra. 😆😆😆

snort ruvya finally decide to go check out handsome hunk TOGETHER. now that’s a relationship goal. someone to check out hot ppl with together. find yourself a freak like that. 🙃🙃🙃

“haryana ka sher” lololololol bande ka confidence toh dekho. i like it.

i really like bhavya’s skirt.

snort, bhavya be like BITCH YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH OF A PERV I AM, CONSIDER THIS YOUR OFFICIAL NOTICE. 😎😎😎😎

my god rudra is the most persistent and annoying little brat.

waaah, shivaay has dhol playing skillz also. matlab, is there no end to his talents? what next, does he also do crochet?

ugh karwachauth waale kapde repeat kar diye. what a gareeb production house this is. 🙄🙄🙄

who are all these rando guests???? like, shivaay and anika literally know nobody here other than veeer and fam????

OMFG KHANNA AND CHUBBY ARE HERE TOOOOO HIIII YOU GUYS OMG I MISSED YOUUUUU 😭😭😭😭😭

snortttttttt, dadi calling her bahuein “patola”, and gauri’s reaction:

ALSO OMG MY GIRLSSSSSSSS. TOGETHERRRRRRR. LOOKING SO GOOD AND SYNCHRONIZED AND OH MY HEARTTTT *clutches chest* 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

WHEN WILL I GET THE DAMN ANIRI TRACK LORDDDDDDDDD. 😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩 I JUST NEED TO WATCH THAT AND I CAN GET MY CLOSURE AND QUIT THIS FUCKING SHOWWWWW

god shivika, get a damn room. lookin at each other with such gandiiiiiiii nazrein out here, pffffft. 😏😏😏😏😏

lolllllllll anika trying to bring gauri into this whole thing but apni chirraiyya be like PLZ DON’T INVOLVE ME IN YOUR WEIRD KINKS. 😆😆😆

yupppp. moving outta that fucking hellhole has def. worked wonders for these two and their boinking. 12/10, recommend. (ARE YOU LISTENING RIKARA????? GET YO OWN DAMN PLACE AND GO TO TOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 📢📢📢📢📢📢)

[kamidesai]

How are Tee jr and Kam Jam doing? Hopefully you're treating them well.

“Tee jr, and Kam Jam are just fine, thank you. They are living their best lives -- eating, swimming, sleeping, and lookin’ cute.”

[skellykat]

Lookin' at you, @thefeelinnecrophilia

And you, @trash-kam

ME EVERY TIME I SEE MY FRIENDS’ ART:

[larashakur]

Songanalyse: “Dear Mama” von Tupac Amaru Shakur

„Dear Mama“ von Tupac Amaru Shakur (auch 2Pac – oder Makaveli genannt), erschien am 2. Februar 1995 auf seinem Album „Me Against the World“ und war einer seiner erfolgreichsten Songs. Nicht umsonst toppte es für fünf Wochen die „Billboard Hot Rap Singles“ Charts und erreichte den Höhepunkt auf Platz neun auf den „Billboard Hot 100“. Aber wie kam das alles zustande und wieso wurde gerade dieser Song so erfolgreich?

Um uns mal auf den Anfang zu beziehen, fangen wir mit der Basis an. „Dear Mama“ fängt mit einem Instrument an, dass sich wie ein Piano anhört, gefolgt von einer Violine. Während des Songs, wird dieser Rhythmus der regelmäßige, wiederkehrende, gleichbleibende Beat. Dazu kommen im Verlauf noch die elektrische Gitarre und der Bass hinzu. Das  Tempo von „Dear Mama“, bleibt in einer mäßigen langsamen Geschwindigkeit bestehen, die auf die Zuhörer sehr soft und gefühlvoll wirkt. 

Vor allem rappt Tupac auf eine ruhige und jedoch Kraftvolle weise, die mit den Hintergrund Sängern Reggie Green und Sweet Franklin  perfekt Harmoniert. Der Song gehört für mich auf jeden Fall zum Hip-Hop, würde es jedoch genau zum    „conscious Hip-hop” einordnen. Conscious Hip-Hop ist ein Subgenre des Hip-Hop und bezieht sich unter anderem auf politische, kulturelle und wirtschaftliche Probleme.

Dieser Song ragt gerade wegen seiner ruhigen und Tiefsinnigkeit heraus, da Tupac zwar berühmt dafür war über sein Leben auf der Straße zu rappen, aber diesmal es um ein ganz besonderes Thema ging. Es rührte viele zu Tränen und auch Rapper wie Eminem waren Emotional berührt. Gerade in der Hip-Hop Szene können sich einige mit den Erfahrungen identifizieren, da viele unter ähnlichen Umständen aufwuchsen und sie das Gefühl hatten jemand würde ihnen aus der Seele sprechen.

 Den Song „Dear Mama“, widmete Tupac seiner Mutter Afeni Shakur und galt als eines seiner Tiefsinnigsten Songs. Aufgrund der damaligen Drogenabhängigkeit seiner Mutter, hatte er es in seiner Kindheit nicht gerade leicht. Jedoch zeigt er ganz klar mit diesem Lied, wie sehr er trotz allem seine Mutter liebt und vor allem für ihre Stärke als Alleinerziehende Mutter in einem sozialen Brennpunkt respektiert. Das merkt man auch ganz klar durch den Satz denn er immer wiederholt „You are appreciated“  was übersetzt heißt „Du wirst geschätzt“. Man hört die Emotionen die uns Tupac damit rüber bringen will, ganz klar raus. 

Man merkt unter anderem auch wie sehr Tupac sich eine Vater Figur in seinem Leben gewünscht hätte, jedoch nie die Chance hatte eine Beziehung aufzubauen. Deshalb auch der Verse „They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all along I was lookin' for a father, he was gone”. Tupac macht unter anderem auf die Probleme aufmerksam, die nicht nur er, sondern auch viele andere aus diesen Verhältnissen erlebten. Drogenabhängigkeit, Armut und Alleinerziehende Mütter waren keine Seltenheit in den sozialen Brennpunkten und sind immer noch ein starkes Problem. Deswegen war es auch eines der erfolgreichsten Songs, weil das Thema immer aktuell bleiben wird.

Hier findet ihr noch das Musikvideo dazu und wie man bemerkt, spielt auch Afeni Shakur, die echte Mutter  von Tupac Amaru Shakur mit.

[kxlinthesky]

Trope Tuesday

Happy Tuesday! My trope this week was “Prince Charming Wannabe”! I’m not sure how well I did it justice, but...well, that’s what TT is for! Experimentation and possible failure! So, for your enjoyment, a piece involving my own characters and setting.

Alan liked to think that after being around his eccentric classmates for a few months, he’d figured out some of their qualities by now. If Rilla wasn’t in her desk ten minutes before class, she was out sick. If Isa came in asking for Adolfo, the latter was in a world of (probably well-deserved) trouble. If Ceres wasn’t making eye contact, best to just leave her alone because she was not above giving people mild food poisoning.

Alan had figured out all of that and more, so when Gideon came bursting into class all sweaty and shouting something in half-gibberish, Alan just assumed that the guy was trying to summon demons again. This was the third time in two weeks.

“Guys! Guys, help! Agkh –”

Gideon barreled straight over to Alan’s area, ignoring Alan’s mild glares and subtle gestures that Gideon shouldn’t come over while he’s in the middle of working on forgotten homework with Rilla and Kam. His classmate, upon arrival, proceeded to slam all four of his hands on their joined desks, rattling Alan’s juice and upsetting a few of Kam’s papers.

Rilla barely glanced up from her work. “What’s the matter, Gideon?” she asked absently. “Ah, wait, Alan, I think this one’s an irregular.”

“Shit. Give it here.”

“Guys! Pay attention to me for a sec!” Gideon raised his four arms only to wave them wildly around his entire person. “Just – listen, you remember that guy I was talking about last Friday?”

“Prime-1, super tall and could probably break you in half?” Kam checked.

“Yeah! Him!”

Prime-1…oh, Alan vaguely remembered that conversation. He’d even seen him crossing campus once – he remembered the guy solely because his curled horns had reflected the sunlight and blinded Alan for a good three minutes.

“He’s after me again, just – hide me if he comes by!” Gideon crouched behind Rilla’s chair, receiving a conciliatory pat on his head from the latter and a barely-concealed snort from Kam. Gideon was far too tall to conceal much of himself behind one of the shortest girls in class, but he got props for effort. “And tell him I don’t wanna talk!”

Alan leaned back in his chair and stared Gideon right in the eyes, making sure his friend could perfectly see his raised eyebrow. “And you can’t do that yourself?”

“No! He doesn’t listen!”

“Okay, so maybe try harder?” Kam suggested lightly. She appeared to have given up completely on the homework; her entire body was leaning over their desks to have a proper conversation with Gideon. Alan could barely extract his worksheet. “Like, just putting this out there, you have electric powers. Give him a good zap and he’ll back off, maybe?”

“Dude, I tried that. I tried that!”

“And he didn’t give up?”

“No!”

“Ouch. You’ve got a masochist on your tail.”

“Guys,” Rilla interjected calmly, “I know this is interesting, but if we don’t get this done by the time lunch is over we’re gonna be in trouble.”

Kam clicked her tongue and leaned back. “Fine.”

The door to the classroom chose that exact moment to bang open. Alan barely suppressed a groan; the Prime-1 swaggered into the room, chin raised and teeth glinting in a proud grin. He could see why Gideon would run from this guy – he wasn’t threatening, necessarily just off-putting with his supposed confidence.

Once the Prime-1 caught sight of their little trio, he strode right over. Alan winced as the sunlight slanting in from the windows caught his horns – why were his horns so goddamn shiny and laser-guided to smack Alan right in his eyeballs? Rilla and Kam seemed fine, the assholes.

“’Scuse me,” the Prime-1 hummed, half-smug smirk tilting from one person to the next. Somehow, he hadn’t noticed Gideon. Alan chanced a glance back – oh, Gideon had crawled underneath the desks. “Name’s Peter. Ya know Gideon, right? This’s his class?”

“Yeah,” Rilla replied. She didn’t bother to look up. “What do you need him for?”

“Just lookin’ for him. I wanted to give him this.”

Alan nearly choked as Peter flourished his wrist to reveal a bouquet so massive it was a shocker anyone let him on campus without questioning it. The thing was half the size of Alan’s body!

“Holy shit, dude, where’d you get those?!” Kam leaped out of her seat and made a grab at the flowers. Leave it to the gardening club member to freak out over flowers. All they did was make Alan’s nose itch. Thankfully, Peter pulled them out of the way of Kam’s mad lunge, and the pollen and nose itch went with it. “Aww, come on, don’t be an ass, I just wanna see! Who’d you have to kill to grow those for you?”

“These ain’t for you,” Peter huffed. Alan didn’t much care for how he emphasized the “you” – Kam took some getting used to, sure, but she wasn’t an asshole like Peter seemed to be. “These’re for Gideon. Now, do you know where he is?”

Kam’s tail rose behind her. Alan shifted away just a hair – he figured she’d never actually do it, but being stung by her tail would hurt like hell. “Hey, buddy, no need to be a dick,” she growled.

“I’m not, I’m just more interested in Gideon than…you all.” Peter’s lip actually curled. Alan had never seen that before. “So? Yes or no? Or have I just wasted my time?”

Rilla grabbed Kam’s arm and forced her to sit back down. “Don’t cause a scene,” she chided her friend. To Peter, she answered, “We haven’t seen him since lunch started. Sorry.”

“Damn. Fine.” Peter stowed his bouquet away – how he had room for that in his bag was anyone’s guess – and marched out of the classroom as pompously as he’d arrived.

Alan whistled as soon as the door swung shut. “He’s an ass.”

“You’re telling me.” Gideon popped up from underneath the desks, sweat glistening on his brow. “I don’t think he’s even all that bad of a guy, he just doesn’t understand the word ‘no.’”

“If he doesn’t understand the word ‘no,’ he’s not a good guy,” Kam retorted, still bristling. “Didn’t even say ‘thanks,’ did you notice? I should go rough him up.”

“No one says ‘rough him up,” Alan muttered.

“I say ‘rough him up,’ so shut up.”

Rilla, Alan noticed, was staring at the door, mouth twisted into a pensive frown. He would’ve asked what she was thinking about, but the bell rang at that exact moment, sending everyone into a scramble to rearrange the desks.

Good thing he’d been doing his homework the whole time Peter had been around. Kam certainly hadn’t, and she had to deal with Miss Millson’s disappointment-fueled lecture.

--

The next day, interestingly enough, Rilla was four minutes later to class than usual. And Ceres, who usually didn’t bother to speak to Alan, greeted him amicably. Gideon came by at lunch to declare that Peter had been sent home for the day because of food poisoning.

Alan would ask if that was legal, or if he should maybe report it to the teachers, but…eh. He figured he’d let it slide just for today.

[aqlyrics-blog]

Color Blind

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Color Blind

–Ice Cube– Here’s another day at the stoplight I’m lookin’ in my mirror so I can see who can see me South Central is puttin Ice Cube to the test With four brothers in the SS I can’t go around and can’t back up So I gotta peep game layin’ in the cut Is this a jack or a kidnap? Since I’m never ever slippin’, I’m fully strapped I grab my gat out the glove Do these fools got a problem with me, or do they got love? And when the light turn green, I don’t bone out I wanna see what these black men are all about Cause if it’s my time, I’m just short If not, I’m pluggin they Super Sport First they get behind my ride Then they switch lanes to the left side I’m scopin’ out the one smokin’ indo Comin’ up fast, rollin’ down his window He threw up a sign, I put away my nine Fool, cause I’m color blind

–Threat– Killa Cali, the state where they kill Over colors cuz brothas don’t know the deal And they’ll cap you, not if they have to But if they want to, first they might confront you But every nigga on my block can’t stop And he won’t stop and he don’t stop Not to the bang bang boogie, but they like to gangbang And rookies ain’t the only ones that drop Some say the little locs are gettin a little too loc’ed And when it comes to dust, they kick up the most Say the wrong word Then whistle down the street to your homies like a bird Bust a u-turn, come back and get served nigga For the women, it don’t matter how loud they blouse get But men, the wrong color outfit, could get your mouth split It’s a shame, but it ain’t no thang to me Cuz I slang these thangs like a G It’s on, is anybody killin’ for the summertime I gotta get another nine, even though I’m colorblind

–KAM– I’m fresh outta county on bail And no sooner do I get out, seems like I’m right back in jail For some gang related activity Cuz everyday, different fools try to get with me For no more than a color, or territory Can’t rehabilitate ’em, that’s the sheriff’s story So what’s left, the judge goes deaf When you try to tell your side And you ain’t blue eyed Boy you better duck cuz the book is comin’ And just hand your car keys over to your woman Because it ain’t no sunshine where you headed And the shit’ll drive you crazy if you let it But now, I got time to think Because they hit me with everything but the kitchen sink And I ain’t even shed a tear Cuz believe it or not, they got more love for me here Now picture that, but on a black and white photograph Cuz brothas, you don’t know the half On the streets I was damn near outta my mind But ever since I’ve been down I’m colorblind

–WC– Now here’s the game plan, yo, at a quarter to nine I was told to peel a cap on the other side Yo, Young and dumb and full of cum, I’m a baby loc I gotta put in work for the hood and that ain’t no joke

–Coolio– Stable and able but I’m not ready and willin’ Cuz I’m only 13 and I ain’t never did a killin’ Grabbed the A.K. and jumped in the G ride Started up the bucket and headed for the other side

–WC– Yo, spotted the enemies, now I’m on a creep tip Hit the 5 dollar stick and I put in my clip

–Coolio– So, I jumped out the car and no matter what the cost I had my mind set on sendin niggas to Harrison Ross

–WC– Caught one from the back and I looked in eyes Thinkin’ should I peel his cap, or should I let him survive Yo, I’m trapped in the plan designed by another side

–Coolio– I ain’t contributin to genocide (why?) Cause I’m colorblind

–King Tee– Niggas in the hood ain’t changed And I’ve finally figure out that we’re not in the same gang Cuz, I walk the alleys of Compton with nowhere to turn Every which way I get burned. Baby Lou wears blue, Big Fred wears red Put ’em together and we color ’em dead Dead, dyin, gettin smoked’s like part of the fun They get smoked just to show how many come to the funeral

–J-Dee (Lench Mob)– I understand how all my homeboys feel Cuz I been shot; to this day, I pack my steel Cuz I was born in a certain territory Where you don’t talk only the streets tell stories With blue and red bandanas on the street And if you slippin, you’ll be six feet deep Cuz me and T-bone, we pay it no mind And for the rest of the mob, we stay color blind

[6hqs]

welcome to oakfield, emma, arielle, nova & alexia !! julia kelly, stassiebaby, jordyn woods and ariana grande & “i almost died while buying food”, “it was just a big mistake” and “i was never really good enough” are now taken ! please have your account in within **12 hours. **can the jordyn woods fc please send in another story as the one you have chosen is taken.

THE WHORE !! ( EMMA ROY ) , IS THAT YOU? YOU BETTER GET YOUR ( NINETEEN ) YEAR OLD ASS HOME, NOW !! WE DON’T NEED YOUR ( JULIA KELLY ) LOOKIN ASS GETTIN KILLED TOO ! LAST THING I NEED IS A NOTE SAYING “ ( I ALMOST DIED WHILE BUYING FOOD ) ” TAPED TO MY DOOR !! [ she/her, luna, est]

THE BLACKHOLE !! (ARIELLE WOODS ) , IS THAT YOU? YOU BETTER GET YOUR ( NINETEEN ) YEAR OLD ASS HOME, NOW !! WE DON’T NEED YOUR ( JORDYN WOODS ) LOOKIN ASS GETTIN KILLED TOO ! LAST THING I NEED IS A NOTE SAYING  “ ( FORGET ME PLEASE I BEG YOU) ” TAPED TO MY DOOR !! [ she/her, amy, pst ]

THE TREASURE CHEST !! ( NOVA MORETTI ) , IS THAT YOU? YOU BETTER GET YOUR ( TWENTY ONE ) YEAR OLD ASS HOME, NOW !! WE DON’T NEED YOUR ( ARIANA GRANDE ) LOOKIN ASS GETTIN KILLED TOO ! LAST THING I NEED IS A NOTE SAYING “ ( I WAS NEVER REALLY GOOD ENOUGH ) ” TAPED TO MY DOOR !! [ she/her, kam, cst ]

THE CLEAN SLATE !! ( ALEXIA PETROV ) , IS THAT YOU? YOU BETTER GET YOUR ( TWENTY ) YEAR OLD ASS HOME, NOW !! WE DON’T NEED YOUR ( STASSIEBABY ) LOOKIN ASS GETTIN KILLED TOO ! LAST THING I NEED IS A NOTE SAYING “ ( IT WAS JUST A BIG MISTAKE ) ” TAPED TO MY DOOR !! [ she/her, p, pst ]