#ddot

[bobjostarshine]

The Young Driller doing it BIG for his Big Vro,

— DD Osama

[detroitpedxing]

The Trump campaign is feeling increasingly optimistic

People inside Donald Trump’s campaign are feeling increasingly optimistic as the initial numbers roll in Tuesday night.

That optimism is being boosted by results in Virginia and Iowa, which appeared to prove wrong a poll that sent a shockwave through the campaign Saturday night.

Trump’s convention center is cheering loudly with every call in his favor and several partygoers from the Mar-a-Lago event in Florida are starting to filter in.

It remains to be seen if — and when — Trump will come over.

[walkingdetroit]

Sunday in Detroit

[okaurhsk]

𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 ✿␈ - jayklickin (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1276811010-%F0%9D%90%88%F0%9D%90%8C%F0%9D%90%80%F0%9D%90%86%F0%9D%90%88%F0%9D%90%8D%F0%9D%90%84%F0%9D%90%92-%E2%9C%BF%E2%90%88-jayklickin?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading_amp imagines of drill rappers .

[detroitography]

Map: Reliable Detroit Transit

by: Connor Pierce, Wayne State University (Intro to GIS, Fall 2023) I believe transit frequency to be one of the best metrics for evaluating the success of a public transportation network. If a system has long wait-times between vehicles, it reduces the reliability of the system for the average rider. If a person is traveling on more than one transit line, the chance of making their transfer…

[wtlprojects]

Sugarhill Ddot Signs To Priority Records

L-R: Orlando Wharton, Executive VP, Capitol Music Group/President, Priority Records, Sugarhill Ddot. Photo Credit: Larry Busacca

Sugarhill Ddot, one of the most prominent emerging artists in New York City, has signed to Priority Records. The 15-year-old prodigy – whose name is a nod to the historic Harlem neighborhood of Sugar Hill, where he grew up – is the first artist to sign to Priority since esteemed creative executive Orlando Wharton came on board at Capitol Music Group (CMG) to relaunch the legendary hip hop label.

L-R: Sarah Abdallah, A&R Manager, Capitol Music Group, Sugarhill Ddot, Orlando Wharton, Executive VP, Capitol Music Group/President, Priority Records. Photo Credit: Larry Busacca

Orlando Wharton, Executive Vice President of Capitol Music Group and President of Priority Records, said, “We’re bringing New York back. Sugarhill Ddot is a star in the making to ignite the resurgence of Priority Records.”

Sugarhill Ddot added, “Being signed to Priority Records is a blessing. I thought being a signed artist would never be possible. I’m grateful for this opportunity.”

While coming up in the Harlem drill scene, Sugarhill Ddot received co-signs from such artists as Drake and Lil Durk. His releases – which include “Evil Twins” and “Evil Twins, Pt. 2” with the late Notti Osama, “Lost Boy,” “I Wanna Love You,” and “40s N 9s” with DD Osama – consistently rack up millions of streams and YouTube views. Sugarhill Ddot recently opened for Lil Durk. Check out his story in this “Before They Were Famous” feature.

[analphylacticamy]

[yourboijod]

Deric "D-Dot" Angelettie, Erick Sermon & Just Blaze.

[leahsbussy]

kay flock is sososososososososososososososooooooooo fine

also no oy nigga except quan, keem, rundown, block work and maybe bloodie dee and dudey r onnat .. i hate light skin niggas .

n no shade but dd ( NO OFFENSE ) is not about that . only ddot was he was in all the old sugarhill videos . notti kinda was but ionk .

and rip notti he was so fine 😔😔😔

sorry for my rant i will get back in my sturniolo phase soon . 🥰🥰🥰🥰

[exclusivedayiona]

DD Osama>>>>>

[toomuchsugar-hill]

DD OSAMA: “coming home late”

Xreader fanfiction (all characters are 18 years and over)

The clock on the wall ticked steadily, each sound louder and more grating as the minutes dragged on. You sat curled up on the couch, a blanket draped over your lap and your phone clutched tightly in your hand. It was almost 2 a.m., and DD Osama still wasn’t home.

This wasn’t the first time he’d stayed out late, but tonight felt different. He hadn’t answered your texts or calls, and the sinking feeling in your chest grew heavier with every passing minute.

You tried to rationalize it. Maybe he was stuck in the studio or handling something important. But the anxiety gnawed at you, and frustration bubbled just beneath the surface.

When you finally heard the jangle of keys at the door, your heart jumped. The door creaked open, and DD stepped inside, his hoodie pulled low over his face, and the faint smell of smoke clinging to his clothes.

“You’re just now getting home?” you snapped, your voice sharper than you intended.

He froze, clearly not expecting you to be awake. “Damn, you still up?”

“Of course I’m still up,” you said, standing from the couch. “You didn’t answer my calls, you didn’t text back. I was worried about you, DD!”

He sighed, running a hand over his face as he closed the door behind him. “Chill, ma. I’m here now, ain’t I?”

“Don’t ‘chill’ me,” you shot back, crossing your arms. “Do you know what time it is? Where were you?”

The Argument———

DD dropped his keys on the counter and leaned against it, his jaw tightening. “I was out handling business. You already know how it is.”

“Business?” you repeated, your voice rising. “It’s always business with you. You don’t think I deserve to know where you are or what you’re doing?”

“You don’t need to know everything I do,” he said defensively, his tone laced with irritation.

“That’s not the point, and you know it!” you said, stepping closer to him. “I’m not asking for a play-by-play of your life. I’m asking for basic respect, DD. A text, a call—something to let me know you’re okay.”

He shook his head, his frustration evident. “It’s not that simple, my heart. You know what kind of life I live. Sometimes I can’t just stop and send a text.”

“And I’m supposed to be okay with that?” you asked, your voice trembling. “I’m supposed to sit here and wait all night, wondering if you’re safe, if you’re even coming home?”

DD’s face softened for a moment, but his pride wouldn’t let him fully back down. “I’m doing this for us. Everything I do out there is for you, for our future.”

You scoffed, tears pricking your eyes. “What future, DD? A future where I’m constantly worried about losing you? Where I’m the last thing on your mind?”

His silence was deafening.

______

Without waiting for a response, you turned and walked to the bedroom, slamming the door behind you. You sat on the edge of the bed, your head in your hands as tears slipped down your cheeks.

You hated fighting with him. You knew his life wasn’t easy, and you tried your best to be understanding. But nights like this made it hard to ignore the fear that one day he might not come home at all.

DD stayed in the kitchen for a while, the weight of your words sinking in. He hated seeing you upset, hated knowing he was the cause of your pain. But he didn’t know how to make it better—not when the life he lived demanded so much from him.

After a while, he pushed off the counter and made his way to the bedroom. The door creaked open, and he saw you sitting on the bed, your back to him.

“My heart,” he said softly, stepping inside.

“Don’t,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper.

He paused, his chest tightening. “I know you’re mad, and you got every right to be. But I can’t let you go to bed like this.”

You didn’t respond, your silence cutting deeper than any words could.

Making It Right——-

DD crossed the room and sat down beside you, the mattress dipping under his weight. He reached out, his hand brushing against yours, but you pulled away.

“I don’t want to talk right now,” you said, your voice shaky.

“Then don’t talk,” he said gently. “Just listen.”

You hesitated but didn’t move, allowing him to continue.

“I know I mess up sometimes,” he admitted, his voice low. “I know I don’t always do things the way you want me to. But I need you to know that you’re my everything. You’re my heart, my reason for doing all this.”

He reached out again, this time cupping your cheek and turning your face toward him. His eyes searched yours, filled with a vulnerability he rarely showed.

“I’m trying, ma. I swear I am. I just… I don’t know how to be anything else but this. But I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you. To make you feel safe.”

Your resolve began to crack, the sincerity in his voice breaking through the walls you’d built around your heart.

“You can’t just say that, DD,” you said quietly. “You have to show me.”

“I will,” he promised, leaning closer. “Starting right now.”

______

He pressed his lips to yours, slow and deliberate, as if trying to convey everything he couldn’t put into words. His hand slipped to your waist, pulling you closer until you were practically in his lap.

“Let me make it up to you,” he murmured against your lips, his voice rough but tender.

You wanted to stay mad, to hold onto your anger and prove a point. But the way his hands moved, gentle yet possessive, made it impossible to resist him.

“DD…” you whispered, but he silenced you with another kiss, his lips trailing down your neck in a way that sent shivers through your body.

“This ain’t just for me,” he said, his voice a mix of apology and desire. “It’s for you. Because you’re my heart, and I can’t lose you.”

His hands roamed your body, his touch igniting a fire that made you forget, at least for the moment, all the frustration and fear.

The Morning After—-

When you woke the next morning, the first thing you noticed was the way DD’s arm was draped over your waist, holding you close. The sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room.

You turned your head to look at him, his face relaxed in sleep. For all his bravado and toughness, there was a softness to him in moments like this that reminded you why you stayed.

As if sensing your gaze, his eyes fluttered open, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “Morning, my heart.”

“Morning,” you replied softly.

He leaned in, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “You still mad at me?”

“A little,” you admitted, though your tone was lighter.

“I’ll take that,” he said with a chuckle, pulling you closer. “But I’m serious about what I said last night. I’m gonna do better—for you, for us.”

You nodded, hope flickering in your chest. “You better.”

“I will,” he promised, his eyes holding yours. “Because you’re worth it.”

The road ahead wouldn’t be easy, but in that moment, wrapped in his arms, you felt like maybe—just maybe—you could weather the storm together.

I’ll write the smut scene too if you want <3

[detroitpedxing]

Downtown Detroit in a thick fog. Lafayette facing towards downtown at Fifth Street.

[walkingdetroit]

Tonight on Woodward. I definitely picked this neighborhood for a reason- on my walk to get groceries, I passed two busses and the QLINE. I can hear the train bells in my apartment right now as I write this. ☺️

There’s a word I learned from Théa of Urban Caffeine- “ferroequinologist,” meaning a person with a love for trains. 🙋🏼‍♀️ I think it fits. 11/29/23

[mwahlilz]

I HAD THIS AS MY PFP. HELPPP

[detroitography]

Map: Reimagined Detroit Bus Routes Comparison 2023

Last week I shared that DDOT was creating a new map and entirely new bus routes for the city. DDOT Reimagined now has an excellent StoryMap that includes a map slider to compare existing and reimagined routes. The site contains feedback, draft proposals, bus route specific changes, and a place to provide your own feedback. Help DDOT Reimagine transportation in the city and submit your…

[getwnavani]

☜(⌒▽⌒)☞armani dior bennett☜(⌒▽⌒)☞

* sugarhill ddot *

has smut

1AM

ddot's pov:

i was sitting in the couch, drinking my 3rd cup of henny...notti and dd snatched the cup away from me and i mugged dem. a lil later got in the black suv and jstar started driving. i told him to drop me off at navani house. i walked to her door and knocked hard. i was stumbling tryna stand in one spot. two minutes later ha fine ass came to the door rubbing her eyes. "maaa, i missed youuuu!" i say loudly as she mug me. "nigga shut up. my mama sleep, come on." i smiled and took my shoes off...she closed and locked the door and we made it upstairs to her room.

navani's pov:

i was up now. this albino nigga woke me up out some good sleep. i sat down on my bed and he layed down besides me. he did a dramatic sigh and i chuckled. "what?" i asked, he pointed at his pants that had a bulge. i straight face him, "really nigga." i roll my eyes and he said "ma pleaseeee.." i smirk and lean in to kiss him.

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omniscient pov:

they get into a sloppy, heated kiss. she pulled his shirt off his toned body and he reconnected the kiss. they both got naked and then he massaged her breast. he inserted his 8inch member in her and she moaned as he thrusted in and out. he threw his head back as he went faster..."f-fuck.." he said and navani fluttered her eyes close and her face turned up in pleasure. he then stroked a bit faster making navani moan loudly and he smirks and cover her mouth.. "you can't be loud mama..."

a couple sweat beads break out over both of their bodies..he pulls out and taps her thigh hinting for her to get into the doggy style position...she gets into position and he bites his lip and smacks her ass and she moan and bites her lip as well...he teases her by rubbing his tip against her..she moans in a needy type of way. he unexpectedly slams into her making her moan loudly, she then buries her head into the bed to suppress her moans. she unbury her face to breathe and he grabs her hair pulling her head back a bit in the back-shots... "D-DARRIAN I-I GOTTA C-CU-"

before she could get her last words out she cums on his member and her legs start shaking...he slowly pulls out and cums on her ass.

he slowly strokes himself as she regroups. he bites his lip and looks at her with a predatory gaze. "you ready?" he asks her with a strained sounding voice. she nods and he flips her onto her back. he inserts into her again grunting a bit. she makes a face of pleasure as he begins to stroke in and out of her. -couple minutes later- armani is now close to fainting and so is darrian. she has came twice and now he's at his high...currently armani's leg is over his shoulder and his hands were down on her waist as he thrusted in her. it was getting sloppier by the second until he let out a loud moan hurriedly forced himself to pull out of her. he nutted on her bed, stomach, and her hair. he collapsed on the bed besides her and they both were out of breathe. this was the longest and MOST intense sexual activity they have ever had.

darrian scooped up his girlfriend and wrapped her legs around his waist. he ran them a shower, picked them out some clothes, showered them both- armani was hardly able to stand by herself. when they got out of the shower darrian helped armani put her clothes on and he laid her down in the bed. she couldn't walk for shit. in 2 minutes armani was sound asleep and darrian smiled to himself and took a picture of the sight. he drank some water and laid down on the sheets. yes he changed them while the shower was running. he spooned armani and kissed her cheek and whisper to her, "good night mama, i love u."