#bhad music

[millianthaqveen]

Bhad Bhabie so cold 🥶

[alurite-l]

I wonder what the world what would look like without the influence African-Americans and our culture 🤔....

[wfodicks]

#700: PEANUT AND THE BENDER'S CIRCUIT

mike and drunk discuss the following topics…. r.i.p. peanut the squirrell…. bhad baby has cancer…. when in doubt, paint d’s on your roof…. the king of colas tries coca cola Canadian maple: 6.8 after the break, we talk to the filmmakers behind “the benders circuit.” eric Zimmerman and angela Izzo talk about the electronic noise scene, performance art, drinking your own urine and more! check…

[autoneurotic]

gucci flip flops fuck it hit your bitch in my socks

[dj-bhadbitch]

[thefruitybasket]

dolliez’s

FRUIT BASKET’S INTRO !

(again)

Who is the Fruit Basket ?

Hii! We are the Fruit Basket and we are a diagnosed DID system! We were diagnosed as of summer 2023. We’re a system that’s always open to questions but just keep in mind that everysys will not have the same answer to a question. We are afro latino and neurodivergent (autism, adhd)! We’re in the US and we are immigrants, we were born in Mexico! We’re introject heavy and we do argue on the internet from time to time but it’s more likely we’ll just block. :)

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What is this blog about ?

It’ll just be about the most random things ever, from rants about things we hate to dumb posts that you can barely read because some of us type too fast for our own good.. At the end of the day, while this blog may not have a completely set topic, it’ll always be surrounded around us as a system. This blog is meant to be just something for us to look back on and cringe at in the future, or for our friends to look back on.

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What’s the Fruit Basket into ?

For video games we’re into :

Mortal Kombat

Roblox

Deltarune

Undertale

The Last of Us

Danganronpa

Doki Doki Literature Club

Cuphead

For movies we liked :

Scott Pilgrim vs. The World

Annie (2014)

Heathers

Mean Girls

Diary of A Wimpy Kid

For series we’re into :

Criminal Minds

My Little Pony

Cuphead

One on One

Sister, Sister

Law & Order: Special Victims Unit

The Disastrous Life of Saiki K.

Komi Can’t Communicate

My Hero Academia

Himouto Umaru-Chan

For music we like :

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Our DNI !

Endos

Fakeclaimers

We don’t really have much of a DNI. If we don’t like you we’ll just block you. :)

This blog is not endo safe !

[boag]

I wanna go to college for film studies or smth and write my thesis on this Bhad Bhabie music video

[9puppiesdrowninginapool]

tysm to @mercury-sappho for tagging me!

im tagging @brandybradyrandyandyndy @25explodingdinosaursinspace @twogoliathbeetles @thirteens-earring @only-one-road @morph-euse @roycogaystar @iankabra @dianetastesmetal @timeladyzelie and everyone else on planet earth

[miidnighters]

not to blast my husband on main but I think the worst thing abt him is that he unironically enjoys bhad bhabie's music

[sappholovesemily]

Music Tag🎶

I was tagged by @dolliespit @bats-in-my-pants and @kladivonacarodejnice for five top repeated songs. Thank you!🌻

🪻I'm tagging: @birdamnesiadetective @hyacinth-meadow @pulltopush @the-ghost-of-jetstream-tormod @theashenone @david-tyrannosaurus-rex-thomas @vampiirking @env0 @my-newest-anime-daydream @elagantcat @valley-of-sacrifice @f-allen-angel @xsicklovex @moss-wizard @reunite-in-darkness @thenighteternal @infestation-of-silence @pistil-whipped @donhaas @haciendakid @xfleshismynamex @c0ry-c0nvoluted @black-metal-hermit @burst-bloom @caseyslappedyouintheface @s-o-u-t-h-o-f-h-e-a-v-e-n-69 @a-human-cryptid @vvitchy-succubus

[mithliya]

Is that allo gendie insane? You didn't employ any racist tactics or whatever, you're literally pointing out that black women are forced to play a very specific and demeaning role in the music industry despite being multitalented people with potential. Like it is SO obvious that most American black women who reach a certain level in the celebrity industries are not treated well at all, or allowed to be the full spectrum of themselves. They're made into portraying sex puppets, to an extent that white women are mostly not expected to act except in porn (although a point can be made that porn culture has already started seeping into mass entertainment and is being taken up regardless of anyone's ethnicity). Seeing as the American mass entertainment industry is viewed by billions of people around the world in addition to america itself, the intention is so fucking obvious - the "representation" is meant to influence young black girls (and boys who see this shit), and also perpetrate a oversexualized stigma against black women. American entertainment executives aren't exactly rocket scientists. But then, neither are too much of the human population including that allo gendie user, I guess.

exactly!! women in general are sexualised and its getting more n more blatant & extreme BUT women of colour, namely black women, are sexualised to another level. and when it comes to female rappers, all of them are somewhat sexualised more than the average popstar imo even the rare white female rappers like iggy azalea and bhad bhabie but its still not to the same extent as black women & latinas..

like compare those ^ to these:

its insane to me bc theyre like..accessories in their OWN videos. in the 2nd video theyre showing a guy choking one of them too?? its just .. sad bc this used to be simply how women were depicted in men's music videos but now its how theyre being depicted in their own videos too. and if u look up female rap now u will find a bunch o stupid thinkpiece videos by men where they basically call these women talentless and whatever else.

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Besties

Nasir

“Are you serious right now, Asia? You breaking up with me to be a hoe?!” I questioned as she packed her belongings and huffed. “I am not a hoe, Nasir! I’m trying to jump start my career and you’re just holding me back.” She shrugged. “We been together for three fucking years and you telling me you leaving me to move to LA and become a fucking OnlyFans model! Be real with yourself right now and tell me what the real reason is!” “You don’t have to support my decision, Nasir, but don’t shit on my career path!” She pointed angrily. Rolling my eyes, I grew more and more impatient before punching the wall. “Nasir, stop! Are you serious?!” She cried trying to stop me before I pushed her off. “NO! THIS IS THE DUMBEST FUCKING SHIT I’VE EVER HEARD, ASIA?!?! Look at me, Asia.” “What?” She griped turning around as I got on my knees. “Can you honestly look at me and tell me that you don’t love me anymore? Can you really do that after everything we’ve been through?” I said genuinely as I took hold of her small hands. “I love you, Nas, but I’m not in love with you anymore.”

Watching her get into her Uber with her bags in tow, I cried silent tears praying this was just some big ass joke. Three fucking years down the drain for some hoe shit. Shaking my head, I retreated to the kitchen and grabbed the fresh D’usse bottle from the liquor cabinet before grabbing a glass of ice and sitting down. Chugging the malicious liquid, I wiped my face and headed back up with bottle in hand as I cut on my music and tried to clean the mess that was my relationship. Moving lazily through the clothes, I stopped spotting a picture frame on the floor. Bending to retrieve the picture, I stared in anguish at the image of us at our first date. Feeling the tears burning my eyes yet again, I gruffly threw the frame against the wall letting it clatter as I started to wreck the room.

TWO HOURS LATER…

Huffing and puffing as I finished off the 4th bottle of liquor, I leaned against the wall feeling my head and hands pounding but not caring to see the results of the pain. She’s really gone. My everything, bruh. Shaking my head viciously as if to rid of my thoughts, I heard the annoying ringing of my phone and yelled a sharp ‘go the fuck away’ before reclining back as it went to voicemail. Hearing the persistent ringing again, I groaned reaching over with pained, bloody fingers to find my phone and the culprit. Finally getting ahold of it, I sighed looking at the messenger.

Incoming call from ‘BreBre👩🏾‍🎤’

“Bro, what?” “Ewwww, uh uh. Get that nigga’s dick out yo ass and greet me properly, Nasir.” “La’Brea, what do you need? It’s not a good time right now.” “Damn, what happened, bestie? You and luh Fish Cakes having an argument or something?” She joked throwing in her usual snide comments about Asia. “She left me, Bre. She’s gone.” Hearing the silence on the phone, I waited for a moment before checking in. “What no stupid ass joke?” “Ayo hold on, Nasir. Yea, I’ll see y’all later. I gotta check on my peoples.” I heard her shout in the distance followed by slight shuffling. “Bre, what are you doing?” “Boy, get out my tea. What happened, though?” “She wanna move to LA and be an OnlyFans girl.” “What?! Don’t she know they barely making it right now? Bhad Bhabie came through and swept the game clean.” “Bre, shut up.” I laughed as she giggled. “I’m serious, nigga! She made bank, I’m jealous. How are you holding up though? Forreal.” “Drunk as fuck. I broke my hand too. I can’t feel that bitch, but I know it’s damaged.” “Nas, you gotta chill with the anger shit.” “What else was I supposed to do? That girl was my life, bruh. Threw me away like I was trash on the street.” I seethed. “Didn’t I just say chill? Damn! Yo ass never listen.” “Yea aight. If you was going through this you’d be mad too.” “Whatever, open the door though. This shit heavy.” She heaved before I heard an eager knock.

After helping me clean up the mess I made, Brea treated me to snacks, pizza, and liquor so I could get my mind off of earlier. Finishing the last slice of pizza while she bandaged up my hand, I winced as she hit a nerve in my knuckle. “Damn, girl.” “Shut yo ass up! Ain’t no one in the world that told you to go and fuck up your hand. I hope you know you not getting that deposit back for them walls in there either.” “Man fuck that landlord. He don’t scare me.” “Yea until it’s time to get that deposit back.” She complained under her breath as she finished up and took another shot. “Thank you.” “No problem, Nas. But I told you so.” “Huh?”

“I told you that girl was trouble.” She pointed drinking again as I rolled my eyes. “Brea, you and Asia have had this long standing distaste for each other and I just could never understand why.” “Because the bitch is just an awful person! She acts like her coochie don’t stink and she walked all over you, Nasir. How can you not see that?” “Bre, you didn’t even try and get to know her.” “Try?! I’ve been supportive from the get even when I could see she was a manipulator and that was for your sake!” “By calling her out her name at every turn and making snide comments?” “You know what, Nas? Fuck you, okay? I’m done wiping your wounds while you let that girl walk all over you. You wanna go after her, fine, but I’m done watching you let her ruin you.” She spat getting up for dramatic affect but swiftly falling as her heel caught the chair. “Oh shit, you ok?” “No! Stupid ass heels.” She griped taking off the shoes and tossing them before rubbing her ankle. “Why you got this outfit on anyway? Where you was headed?” “I had a date up until your lonely ass called.” “Awww, you canceled your date for me? That nigga wasn’t jealous was he?” I laughed handing her an ice pack. “Oh shut the hell up! You not that damn special.” She winced trying to apply it. “Here, let me help.” “Unt uh get away from me, jackass. I’m finna head home.” “You know you can’t walk on that shit right now.” “Watch me.” She spat before hopping up to try and leave but failing again as she fell to the floor clutching her ankle. “Man, quit being fucking stubborn and come here!” I fussed before picking her up bridal style and sitting on the couch before elevating her ankle on a pillow in my lap. “Who not listening now?” “Nigga, you not my fucking man or my daddy, so I advise you to hush.” “Here you go with this goofy ass fucking attitude, bruh.” “Nasir, shut the fuck up because my attitude is completely fucking justified! I told you that girl was no good, that she was a hoe, how she don’t really give a fuck about you and your interests, and I got called a jealous ass bitch because of it and you didn’t do not a fuck thing to stop it! Now look at you! Where is your beloved girlfriend now?! Bout to get her shit blown out in LA like I fucking said! So please miss me with the bullshit.”

Sitting in my thoughts for a little bit while she furiously typed on her phone, I shook my head before looking over at her. “Brea, I’m sorry.” “You can keep that fake ass apology, Nasir. I don’t need it.” She replied not looking up as she kept typing. “Forreal, La’Brea. I’m real life fucking sorry.” I said gently taking the phone from her and setting it down. “I should have listened those years ago and maybe I wouldn’t even be in the predicament right now. I know you had no ill intentions, and I’m sorry that I didn’t listen. I’m also sorry for not stepping in when she said those hurtful things about you. Can you please forgive me?” I pouted sincerely as I laid my head down on her stomach. “Buy me the new Louis bag first.” “Yo you serious right now?” “As a heart attack! My presence is very valuable and I need to be compensated for my suffering.” “Fine.” “Forreal?” “Yeaaaa, go ahead and order it.” “AHHHHH, thank you, bookie pop!” She squealed hugging me and shaking me back and forth as I laughed. “Aye, chill. But forreal though. Thank you, Brea.” I said genuinely looking into her eyes. “For everything.” “Yea yea. You know I got your back.” She smiled hugging me again. Leaning back, I stared at her face after a little while taking in her gorgeous features. “Nigga what you, lo- mmm.” She asked laughing before I crashed my lips into hers.

La’Brea

Feeling the embrace of his soft lips against mine, I was stuck in a daze. This is my best friend of ten years! I’ve always loved him as a brother but those lips. Those fucking lips. Snapping back to reality, I quickly pushed him off as I heaved trying to catch my breath. “Why would you do that, Nasir?” “I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. I-It’s the alcohol talking.” “I should go.” I said getting up and grabbing my purse and shoes. “But your ankle, Brea. I didn’t m-“ “It’s fine! Nas really, I’m fine.” I snapped before cooling down as I picked up my keys and headed out. Making it to my car, I got in and locked my doors before rubbing my ankle as the tenderness began to worsen. I need to make an appointment to get this checked out first thing in the morning. Being startled by the chime of my phone, I looked down to see a few missed texts.

From Baeeeeeee😩🥵: 10:43 PM:

Baby everything okay with ya ppls? Lmk I miss u💔🌎

From Baeeeeeee😩🥵: 11:52 PM:

Baby girl, cmon back to the crib😭 I know we didn’t get to have date night so I wanna make it up to you. In more ways than one👅❤️

From NasiPoo💙🤞🏽: 11:55 PM

Brea I’m so fucking sorry. I’m really fucked up rn about this shit and I crossed a line. Pls don’t give up on me, I need you BreBre💔🥺😩🤞🏽

Reading the messages, a small tear slipped from my eye before I quickly patted it away and started my car to drive home. Pulling into the driveway, I saw the car and shuttered my feelings about earlier away. Grabbing my items, I locked my car and limped into the house stopping at the site of roses and candles everywhere. “Surprise.” “Oh my gosh. Yasmine, what is all of this?” I smiled as she came around the corner with a beautiful bouquet of roses and a gift bag. “Well, I know our date night plans got canceled and I missed you so I wanted to make you feel good when you got home. Are you ok? Why you limping?” “What? Oh! These cheap ass heels. I twisted my ankle coming out of my car. I should be okay though once I get it looked at.” “Awwww, my clumsy princess.” She smiled leaning in to kiss me. Receiving her lips, I wanted to cry as the shame continued to fill me up. “These roses are beautiful, baby.” “Not as beautiful as you are in this dress. You tryna tease me, miss?” “Only if you’ll let me.” Smirking at my feistiness, she showed me the rest of the surprise dinner date before presenting me with what was in the gift bag: the Louis I just talked about with Nas. Feeling my stomach as it flopped to the pit of my ass, I became consumed with guilt about the previous hour with Nasir. Yasmine and I are something completely new. I mean, it’s only been a few months of dating and I haven’t even divulged anything about us to my close friends and family despite her knowing of all of them. She’s an amazing woman, she shows her appreciation and respect for me, and she’s super caring, so it’s really eating me alive right now that I kissed my best friend and can’t tell her about it.

“So is everything ok?” “What?” “You said you had an emergency with your family?” “Oh! It was just Nasir. He and his girl broke up and I had to pull him off the ledge.” “Damn, baby, I’m sorry to hear that. You said they were together for what, three years? That’s gotta burn.” “Yea, but he’ll be ok. He’s strong.” “Yea he seems like a pretty level headed guy. Plus he has you in his corner.” She smiled holding my hand as I dryly swallowed my lamb chops. “True, but enough about that. How was your day?” “It was pretty amazing, I got to interview with Ryan Gosling and Emily Blunt for their movie.” “Baby, that is so amazing! I know you were drooling the whole time at Emily.” “Nah, she don’t have nothing on you.” She smirked seductively as I blushed. “Oh you’re trying to take this upstairs, I see.” “Shittt, after you.”

“Fuck, baby!” I panted as she swirled her beautiful tongue around my pearl. Gripping the sheets as All Mine by Brent Faiyaz flowed through the house, I cried out nearing yet another successful orgasm as her punishment on my pussy never ceased to let up. “Oh my god! Baby, I’m-I’m cumming!! Ohhhhh shit!” Biting her lip, I pulled her up to me to gingerly kiss her lips as I tasted myself. Melting our bodies to one another, I reached down and massaged her warm peach in my hands as she cried out. “Shiiiitt! Don’t stop, baby.” She huffed hoarsely in my ear while I laid her on her back. “My turn, baby.” Straddling her lap, I hooked our legs into one another as I bit my lip and started grinding against her juicy lower lips. “Ohhhhhhh fuck!” “Yessss, baby!” Growing more and more passionate with each stroke of our gyrating hips, I caressed her body as we neared our synchronized climax. “Oh my fucking god, baby, this pussy feel so good!” “Yesssss baby!!” Feeling ourselves get closer and closer, we kissed roughly taking in each other’s love faces. Feeling the euphoria race through me, I shook violently causing her orgasm to follow from the friction of our session. “Shittttt! Shit shit shit!” Trying to catch our breaths, I looked down at her with low eyes as we reconnected lips and cuddled up together. “That was amazing, beautiful.” “It absolutely was, baby girl.” Watching her doze off, I smiled before swallowing the lump in my throat as I went to use the bathroom. I really kissed my best friend.