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simon riley custard tart sparkling water pretty please 🥺

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want to submit your own order? then hit up the menu! there's tons of things avaliable! i love getting your suggestions, so please, keep 'em coming! as for this lovely anon, i see what you're cooking up there! a nice gentle smut fic but, i chose to make it inexperienced!simon who wants to make sure that his girl is taken care of! so thank you!

custard tart ('i've never done this before") + sparkling water (gentle sex) served by simon "ghost" riley (call of duty)!!

cw: smut/pwp, first time, virgin!simon, gentle sex, size kink, cowgirl position

simon knew he was a big man. an ugly, big man, who could easily crush you. if it was his hands around your throat or even press to hard of his weight onto your body.

he was a solid mass and the last thing he wanted was to harm the love of his life. so his hugs were loose and his kisses were soft. and even after six months of dating, you still haven't had sex together. you did everything else together,

it wasn't until you asked him simply, "si, why have you not fucked me yet?"

he swallowed and replied, "afraid of hurtin' ya... never been with someone before." he hunched his shoulders a little.

that was when you knew that you'd have to take control if you wanted to have sexual intimacy with simon. you promised him that you'd control the pace and that you'd make sure that you didn't get hurt.

when simon felt comfortable with the idea of having sex with you. he placed a large hand between your shoulder blades and said, "it hurts, you stop. i ain't tearin' up my woman."

and you kissed the scar on his chin, "si, i promise. and we'll have a lot of fun." then took him by the hand to lead him to the bedroom.

he sighed, "'i've never done this before, i'm sorry, love." he sat on the edge of the bed once you got into the bedroom. he watched you with those big brown eyes of his as you got out of your baggy t-shirt and sweatpants. he caught sight of your cute nude coloured bra and leaned a little forward, "i'm sorry i can't be more help, love."

you chuckled, "well i guess that means i can teach you everything. there's nothing to be ashamed about, si." you reached him and pulled him close, his head against your chest. you combed your fingers through his short hair, "thank you for trusting me enough to want to have sex with me."

he chuckled a little, "i'd trust ya to do my open heart surgery." he looked up at you, his chin dug into your chest. those beautiful brown eyes gazed at you with such love that you felt your stomach do a flip. oh, he was amazing.

you then pulled at the shoulders of his t-shirt before you took it off his back, exposing his broad, scarred chest to you. you admired him and smiled a little but, "painfully handsome."

he shook his head, "no way. you're the nice looking one. i got an ugly mug." he chuckled before he was laid on his back by you. he got fully onto the bed and started to work at his sweatpants. he felt an intense anticipation.

"are you okay?" you asked as you got naked and onto the bed. your hands trailed across his chest lovingly, "we can stop."

he shook his head, "nah, nah, love. i trust ya, i want to make ya feel good. i just don't want ya to over do it."

you replied, "don't worry, si. i'll be gentle, for both of us." then helped him get out of his underwear. you straddled his waist and with a little help from him, you sank down his cock.

you exhaled deeply, you knew it looked big. but to have it inside of you felt so different. it was a bit of a stretch but eventually you got yourself seated fully on him.

you asked softly as you splayed your hands across his chest, "is it okay that i had more sexual partners than you, si? i know some guys can be weird about it."

he replied, "i ain't a boy, love. i'm a man. a man can handle a woman who has slept with other men before. i wasn't expectin' ya to wait for me." he chuckled. he placed his hands on your hips softly and rolled his hips a little.

you moaned, "yeah, like that."

simon melted a little at your touch. he let you ride his cock with vigor as he felt the pleasure swarm in his gut. it was all so hot in his body. his heart raced in a good way as he let you take total control.

"you feel so good." you panted, "please, fuck. i love you, si."

"i love you too, doll." he said softly, "i love ya more than anything." his pants were heavy as he watched you control to ride him.

you worked his cock and felt it hot in your body. your pulse raced as you rode him. the feeling was so much for the both of you. you whined into the open air of the bedroom.

simon fell more in love with you as you moved. you were perfect.

you clutched onto his shoulders and really worked his cock. you panted heavily and moaned loudly when you climaxed around his cock. but, that didn't stop your pace as you rode him to his climax.

he hissed through his teeth and felt the warmth in his body as he spurted cum into your sweet cunt. he had to clutch onto the covers under him as to not bruise your hips under his grasp. his breathing was heavy as he felt the rush of pleasure through his body.

you both relaxed and your pace slowed down. you panted heavily as you rested your face against his chest. his cock still inside of you. you gave a few more soft thrusts and simon moaned a little.

"how was that?" you asked as you looked up at him. you smiled at him.

he then reached fro your face and pulled you in for a sweet kiss. he relaxed visibly and said, "perfect. thank you. are you hurt?"

you shook your head, "no, no. i'm a-okay. it all feels so good." you got off his cock and he tucked you into his side. he kissed the top of your head and you said, "i love you."

"i love you too, angel." he said softly and he placed soft kisses on your face. it was sweet, intimate. that if simon was going to trust anyone with such intimacy, it was going to be you. <3

[unpopularvivian]

Rosie: Bring it on!

Molly: Lose and your never dating MT daughter again!

Rosie: How are you gonna make me?

Molly: Can't date without a soul!

Rosie: What?

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Go!

Molly: Here's some advice Better think it over twice baby!

Rosie: Say your goodbyes you know I'm not playing nice baby!

Molly: No place to run or hide cause I'm fighting dirty!

Rosie: No need to run or hide cause I k ow I'm worthy!

Molly: Sing it loud, to the crowd. Or else I'ma put you in the ground!

Rosie: Singing loud, for my crowd! You know that I'm gonna stand my ground!

Molly: Think you can beat me? Girl you judt inde ain't no way you leave alive. I ain't telling no lie girl you bout to fucking die, and once this battle over I'ma make your soul mine!

Rosie: Think you can beat me? Feel it within me I'mma leave this place alive! I ain't telling no lies won't even have to fucking try, cause once this battle over Emily gonna be mine!

Molly: Here's some advice Better think it over twice baby!

Rosie: Say your goodbyes you know I'm not playing nice baby!

Molly: No place to run or hide cause I'm fighting dirty!

Rosie: No need to run or hide cause I k ow I'm worthy!

Molly: Sing it loud, to the crowd. Or else I'ma put you in the ground!

Rosie: Singing loud, for my crowd! You know that I'm gonna stand my ground!

Emily: I think it's not amazing how you call me your baby then turn around and hold me back controlling who I'm dating!

Molly: yo girl is misbehaving, she must think that I'm playing! After I whoop that ass I better not hear no complaining!

Emily: Tired of this arguing keeping it blunt, come on won't you listen?

Molly and Rosie: Yeah?

Emily: Rosie please stop!

Rosie: Babe your mother looking down on me, like I'm just a runt! So, nah. Girl I won't hold back I'm mad and I'm on the hunt, UH!

Molly: Think you can beat me? Girl you judt inde ain't no way you leave alive. I ain't telling no lie girl you bout to fucking die, and once this battle over I'ma make your soul mine!

Rosie: Think you can beat me? Feel it within me I'mma leave this place alive! I ain't telling no lies won't even have to fucking try, cause once this battle over Emily gonna be mine!

Molly: Here's some advice Better think it over twice baby!

Rosie: Say your goodbyes you know I'm not playing nice baby!

Molly: No place to run or hide cause I'm fighting dirty!

Rosie: No need to run or hide cause I know I'm worthy!

Molly: Sing it loud, to the crowd. Or else I'ma put you in the ground!

Rosie: Singing loud, for my crowd! You know that I'm gonna stand my ground!

Emily: Babe I'm glad to finally make you mine! Yeah, your eyes are my sunlight, oh! Hold me tight, make me feel so right! Soarin', our love is takin' flight!

Rosie: Oh, my girl, my love is everlasting!

Emily: Everlasting!

Rosie: After this fight it's movie night!

Emily: My love, you got this, bet that on my life!

Molly: Here's some advice Better think it over twice baby!

Rosie: Say your goodbyes you know I'm not playing nice baby!

Molly: Sing it loud, to the crowd. Or else I'ma put you in the ground!

Rosie: Singing loud, for my crowd! You know that I'm gonna stand my ground!

Molly: RAN OUTTA STRIKES YOU'LL BE BURIED HERE TONIGHT BABY!

Rosie: MY COURAGE RISES I'D LIKE RO SEE YOU TRY BABY!

Molly: DON'T BACK DOWN FROM THE FIGHT I'MA LEAVE YA HURTIN!

Rosie: WON'T BACK DOWN FROM THIS FIGHT IMA LEAVE YA HURTIN! *Cocks gun*

Molly: Though you trained, it's in vain! Cause you stepped right in my domain!

Rosie: Unrestrained, I refrain! Adrenaline flowing through my veins! *Shoots Molly's mic out of her hands without hurting her*

Molly: ..... Man, FUCK you bitch! Stupid ass kids and stupid rap battles and shit! Fuck you! *Storms off*

Rosie: Babe you didn't tell me your mom was a sore ass loser and shit.

Diesel: Who won!? WOO!

Rosie: I'm not even gonna question how she was gonna steal my soul WHAT A RUSH!

And the deserving winner of this rap battle is...

✨🎤ROSIE🎤✨

Now you two ladies go crazy! (Or not)

[paulnewman]

Lyrics taken from genius

crazy in love:

Young Hov, y'all know when the flow is loco

Young B and the R-O-C, uh-oh

O.G. Big Homie, the one and only

Stick bony, but the pockets is fat like Tony Soprano

The ROC handle like Van Exel

I shake phonies, man, you can't get next to

The genuine article, I do not sing, though

I sling, though, if anything, I bling, yo

A star like Ringo, war like a Green Beret

You crazy? Bring your whole set

JAY-Z in the Range, crazy and deranged

They can't figure him out, they like, "Hey, is he insane?"

Yes, sir, I'm cut from a different cloth

My texture is the best fur, chinchilla

I've been iller than chain smokers

How you think I got the name Hova?

I been realer, the game's over

Fall back, Young

Ever since I made the change over to platinum

The game's been a wrap, one

deja vu:

I used to run base like Juan Pierre

Now I run the bass hi-hat and the snare

I used to bag girls like Birkin Bags

Now I bag B (Boy, you hurtin' that)

Brooklyn Bay where they birthed me at

Now I be everywhere, the nerve of rap

The audacity to have me with them curtains back

Me and B, she about to sting, stand back

….(two verses in this one)….

Yes, Hova's flow so unusual

Baby girl, you should already know

It's H-O, light up the dro

'Cause you gon' need help tryna study my bounce

Flow, blow, what's the difference?

One you take in vein while the other you sniffin'

It's still dope, po-po try to convict him

Thats a no-go, my dough keep the scales tippin'

Like 4-4s

Like I'm from the H-O-U-S-T-O-N

Blow wind, so Chicago of him

Is he the best ever? That's the argu-a-ment

I don't make the list, don't be mad at me

I just make the hits like a factory

I'm just one to one, nuttin' after me

No déjà vu, just me and my (Oh)

upgrade u:

I be's the d-boy who infiltrated all the corporate dudes

They call shots, I call audibles

Jacob the jeweler, baubles

Lorraine Schwartz oughta do

It's big ballin', baby, when I'm courtin' you (Woo)

I'm talkin' spy bags and fly pads

And rooms at the Bloomberg and rumors

You on the verge of a new merge

'Cause that rock on your finger's like a tumor

You can't fit your hand in your new purse

It's humorous to me, they watchin' and we just yachtin'

Island-hoppin' off the Amalfi coast, mafioso

"Hov, baby, you ever seen Saturn?"

"No, not the car, but everywhere we are"

You sure to see stars, this is high-level

Not eye-level, my bezel courtesy of Audemars

I order yours tomorrow, now look at the time I saved you

Mama, let me upgrade you

drunk in love:

That D'USSÉ is the shit, if I do say so myself

If I do say so myself, if I do say so myself

Hold up, stumble all in the house, time to back up all of that mouth

That you had all in the car, talkin' 'bout you the baddest bitch thus far

Talkin' 'bout you be reppin' that Third, I wanna see all the shit that I heard

Know I sling Clint Eastwood, hope you can handle this curve, uh

Foreplay in a foyer, fucked up my Warhol

Slid the panties right to the side, ain't got the time to take drawers off

On sight

Catch a charge, I might

Beat the box up like Mike in '97, I bite

I'm Ike Turner, turn up, baby, no, I don't play

"Now eat the cake, Anna Mae," said, "Eat the cake, Anna Mae"

I'm nice

For y'all to reach these heights

You gon' need G3, 4, 5, 6 flights

Sleep tight

We sex again in the mornin'

Your breasteses is my breakfast, we goin' in

that’s how you like it:

I know you heard I'm a gangsta

They say, "Stay away from them gangstas"

They never change up or pull they pants up

Well, baby girl, put ya foot down

Don't let 'em push you around

You know what you like

Baby thug, you know wrong from right

And you done felt wrong before

This can't be what it feel like

And they don't really know what you feel like, for instance

They don't know the difference between real life

And the music videos and the raggedy magazines

They have it **** badder than he seems

All they see is my baggy jeans, my attitude

I ain't mad at you, it's just my glide

Way I wear my hat to the side

The way I lean real low when I ride

That's why in my mind

They like my walk

My accent from New York

My way of thinking is slightly off

They like the way he floss

Leave the block on a bike, he come back in a Porsche

But of course

But most of all, they like my honesty

Integrity, my loyalty

Young Hova and the letter B

How you like that, huh?

[silky-moon]

I HOPE I DON'T GET REPORTED FOR SENDING LYRICS SINCE THIS SONG IS SO GOOD LMAOO

So you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit 'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my dick

Two pills I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like two pennies I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid twenties A young ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of his ass So the rats can't chew through his last pants

I'm like a mummy at night, fightin' with bright lightning Frightened with five little white Vicadin' pills bitin' him I'm like a fuckin' wasp in the hospital lost Stingin' the fuck outta everything I come across in the halls

I light a candle and place it up on the mantle Grab a knife at the blade and stab you with the fuckin' handle So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds, hurtin' Bitch it's too late 'Cause once you're hung from the drapes, it's curtains

I'm an instigator, 380 slug penetrator Degradin', creatin' murders to kill haters Accused for every crime known through the equator They knew I did it for havin' blood on my 'gators

My weed'll hit yo' chest like a double barrel gauge an' I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in yo' face With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remi I do shit on purpose You never hear me say, forgive me

I'm snatchin' every penny it gotta be that way nigga, face it That weed I sold to you, brigade laced it You hidin' I make the president get a facelift Niggaz just afraid, handin' me they bracelets

Chillin' in the lab wasted I'm the type that'll drink kahlua and gin throw up on the mic Your life is ruined, you get socked right on site And even at the million man March we gon' fight

So you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit 'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my dick 'Cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like my shit 'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my dick

I'm a compulsive liar, settin' my preacher on fire Slashin your tires, flyin' down Fenkel and Meyers Plates expired, soon as I'm hired, I'm fired Jackin' my dick off in a bed of barbed wire

Bitch didn't you read the flyer? Special invited guest will be, Richard Pryor (Aren't you a male dancer?) Nah bitch, I'm retired Fuckin' your bitch in the ass with a tire iron

I'm ripped, I'm on an acid trip My DJ's in a coma for lettin' the record skip Lettin' the record skip Lettin' the record skip (Damn!)

I'm fuckin' anything when I'm snortin' It's gonna cost 300 dollars to get my pit bull an abortion Some bitch asked for my autograph I called her a whore, spit beer in her face and laughed I drop bombs like I was in Vietnam All bitches is hoes, even my stinkin' ass mom

Aiyyo flashback, two feets, two deep up in that ass crack Weed laced with somethin' nigga pass that In Amsterdam we only hang out with hash rats At a stop the violence rally, I blast gats

Be your mom on publishin', get your ass capped The Kuniva, divide up your cash stack Want your motherfuckin' pockets, ascap I don't need a platinum chain, bitch I snatch Shaq's

Born loser, half theif and half black Bring your boys and your guns and get laughed at Bitch smacker, rich rappers get their jag jacked And found chopped up in a trash bag

We stranglin' rappers until the point they can't yell 'Cause they crew is full of fags and sweeter than bake sales Reckless, come from behind and snatch your necklace Gruesome and causin more violence than nine hoodlums

I grapple your Adam's apple until it crackle Run right past you, turn around, grab you and stab you Get executed, cuz I'm a luni I got a yuk mouth and it's polluted, I cock it back then shoot it

I love snatchin' up players thugs and young ballers Shoot up the household, even the young toddlers Brigade barricade to bring the noise While the bullets break your bones up like Christmas toys

If I go solo, I'm doin a song with Bolo A big Chinese nigga, screamin Kuniva yo yo I leave ya face leakin' run up in church And smack the preacher while he's preachin Take a swing at the deacon

I used to tell cats that I sold weed and weight I was straight 'til I got caught sellin' 'em shake I'm ignorant, with the intent to snatch your rent I got kicked out of summer camp for havin sex in my tent With the superintendent's daughter, my brain's out of order

I've been a Kon Artis since I was swimmin' in water In cahoots with this nigga named fall out von Who got fired from UPS for tryin' to send you a bomb I signed to a local label for fun Say I got cancer, get dropped, take the advancement and run

Driveby you in the rain while you carry your son Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' me none Born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun Got a reputation for havin niggaz runnin' they funds Used to be the type of nigga that was foldin some one's 'Til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin' in dough

So you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit 'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my dick 'Cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like my shit 'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my dick

Suck my motherfuckin dick, D-12 dirty motherfuckin' dozen Nasty like a stank slut bitch with thirty fuckin husbands Bizarre kid, swifty McVeigh, The Kon Artis The Kuniva, Dirty Harry and Slim Shady

For this shit u get this

[lady-maria-the-wolf225]

When we see our exes and their current girlfriends in public:

Ex: hey. haven't seen you in who knows how long. How you been?

Us: I found someone who is 10X BETTER than you! Plus, he treats me like a queen, takes me to places on dates, never lies and make excuses to leave for no reason, and gives me really sweet gifts that your stupid ass never have the balls to do at all! Except you chose to do them with that.....THING you call a cow!

His girlfriend: excuse me!?

Ex: look. Im sorry about all that ya know? We were young and dumb in high school. Plus, Don't mistreat my woman like that! So who is this guy you're seeing? What does he look like? How tall is he? Hm?

Us: *calls to him* baby!? You can come down now! In troduce yourself!

Leo: greetings. You must be her ex and you must be his girlfriend. Nice to be aquainted. Hope you two don't mistreat my lady like last time or else!...she tells me everything so you better watch it!

Donnie: *Sips his juice box* Mm! Hello. You must be her vile ex, and you must be his ugly guinea pig. You two better leave my baby dove alone! She is a sweetheart! She did nothing to deserve pain! You better learn to shut your tonsils you call mouths! You want me to give you a life time supply of shock therapy!? Cuz I'll do it!

Raph: *jumps down* Sup ya two retards! You both better watch your backs cuz I'll kick your asses if ya step foot into the city anywhere, anytime! Quit hurtin my babe! She did nothin to ya to deserve it! I'll protect her through thick and thin! And guess what!? She likes my monster cock better than your sorry excuse for a chode mama's boy! And what the fuck are you wearing!? you look like a gay guy! And plus, I fuck my baby real good as I see her face look like a hot anime chick on ecstasy! But enough about that, Ya got five seconds to fuck off or else!

Mikey: sup ya weirdos. Leave my babycakes alone. She is a sweet marshmallow, and the cheese to my pepperoni! I love everything about her. Her smile, her cooch, her curves, her boobies, her eyes, her hair, and above all, her dazzling personality! Unlike you, who treat her like trash and you went ahead for a no good low life who look like she got daddy issues. You two better stay away from my girl, or I'm gonna nunchuck yo asses! And remember! I'll be watching you like a ghost! So ya better watch out! *makes ghost noises at them*

Us: Isn't he charming?

Ex: WTF!!?

His Girlfriend: *Screams*

[alemeino-blog]

You're More Than Enough

Pairing: Kustard(like what other ship ya gonna write Ale?)

Tags:(haha pain) Implied suicide attempt, mentioned depression, hurt/comfort, angst, light smut if ya wince,

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Sleep usually was their time of relaxation. Especially for Sans, loving the feeling of Red's arms pulling him close and securely, protecting him from any of the outside forces. His smile would be genuine as he managed fall asleep peacefully, knowing the other would be there in the morning, hearing the pulse of magic from the monster next to him. He loved that feeling more than the stars he would see in his dreams. 'heh, only Red is my star,' Sans would often think.

But today wasn't one of those days.

Sans couldn't sleep. Couldn't even close his eyes without fearing the other would be gone when they opened again. Red may have his eyes closed, may have shown no signs of distress, but Sans knew better. He felt how his breaths were short and choppy. Saw the trails of red translucent magic going down his face. And Sans also saw way Red's eyes were scrunched close.

He was faking it.

But Sans rather have the other pretending then off trying to-

The quiet barely did anything to hide the hiccups he gave, trying to hold it down fearing Red might hear him. Last thing he needed was making Red feel worse than the state he found him in.

Lacking the sight of the skeleton in the house, was enough to make Sans' soul pound with fear. Wasting no time he ran to where it would lead to. The place of which brought so many, and Sans didn't dare think of those who wouldn't come back. Frantically, he pushed past any monsters that just were to be in his way. Luckily, Waterfall was a mostly isolated place, the silence accompanying. Slipper against rock echoed through the caverns, Sans reaching speeds that would surprise the heck outta Papyrus. He would never be bothered to run his fast, run at all.

But for Red?

He would drink all the mustard in the goddamn world.

His steps felt squishier, as water splashed onto his tibia and fibula. He didn't look up, worrying that that extra seond would he just a second late before Red-

"S-,s-,sweetheart?"

His voice. Just that was enough for the skeleton to open his eye, to stop abruptly, causing the water to hurt in front of him. Almost as if they were hands, trying to pull Red to him but disappearing after getting there too late.

But it wasn't that they were late.

Just that they couldn't reach.

Red looked back at him, the red trails a telltale sign. His body shook, predicting the emotional collapse as it begged for the gates to open already. He was just a few inches from the edge, a few inches from the dark pit that raised so many questions.

A few inches, from death.

Sans wanted to slap him across the face, but his hands gently went to the others scarred ones. He wanted to push him off, to yell at him for being such a fucking idiot. Yet his arms moved to embrace him, his head burrying in that turtleneck as he felt Red's soul pulse.

He wanted to scold him for making him run at this time of night, but he found himself whimpering, tears forming in his sockets. Before the other could react he pushed himself off, holding back the beads of magic that wanted the skeleton to pull him close, to stroke his shaking form and tell him everything would be alright.

But he wasn't the one in need.

"Red," Sans said, using all his strengths to keep his voice from quivering. "What are you doing out here? Especially at this late at night?" It was a rhetorical question really. But it could be the only way to get Red to open up, to let all those emotions out.

"N-,n-,nothing heh," Red said, plastering on a smile. But he knew Sans wasn't falling for it. "Jus' takin' a l-,l-,late stroll."

"Out here?," Sans said, returning a grin. "Look if you're feeling down in the dumps you can tell me." Red chuckled, before they turned to hiccups as red magic trailed down his face. Sans walked towards the skeleton, grateful he wasn't lying like he usually did.

"It's alright," he cooed, gently tracing his hand across the other's face. The response was Red's eyelights locked on him, yet they were shaking with fear and forlorn. "I'm here." He tried, making his words as gentle as possible while hiding his own anxiety. Without a thought he wrapped his arms around Red, and teleported them home.

When they got home Red didn't even talk things out, just called it a night and walked upstairs to their shared room. Sans wanted to pressure on, but feared making things worse. So he could only follow, Red not bothering to take his jacket off as he laid on the bed. As soon as he did, Sans sat on the bed, arranging Red's head to rest in his laps as he stroke it gently.

He still was, only his methaphorical throat was choking with sobs. He couldn't, not with Red's state. He knew that bastard would set his own feelings to the side and comfort him, push away all his pain just to wipe away his tears and tell him it was fine. That he was okay as long as he was smiling.

Lies.

Why couldn't Red tell him? Why couldn't Red let Sans be that shoulder the other was for him every time he needed? Why did he have to be so fucking stubborn and hide his pain from him? Why couldn't Red just let him help?

Sans sighed frustrated, but it came out shaking, a tear finding its way down and dripping onto Red's skull. Looking down, ready to wipe it away quickly, he was met with red eyelights. He stood frozen, as if in trance with those crimsom lights and like a revealing spell, more tears trailed down the skeleton's face. Before the other could wipe away his tears and once more, force his feelings down, Sans pushed it away.

"N-,no Red," he said. "You're not pushing your feelings aside again. You're not dealing with this by yourself again. Goddamn it Red just fucking talk to me. I'm here for you, you can trust me I promise I can help you just please..." God he was begging for that hand again so he could lay his head against it, letting it hold all his thoughts that weighed down his mind. "Don't forget that you're important, just b-,because of m-,me." God he hated when his voice cracked, but he wouldn't let himself cry. Red needed him more, needed to talk needed that shoulder to cry on.

Red looked at Sans, tears still in his eyes as he reached up to trace his fingers across Sans' cheekbones. Sans didn't resist, if this is what it got for Red to talk, hopefully, then he would go along.

"Will it g-,get ya to q-,quit woryin' over sh-,shity ol' me?," Red asked, looking up at Sans with both concernity and need. Sans sighed, this wasn't what he wanted. 'Damn you Red for being so fucking caring,' Sans thought, but nodded anyways. They could talk about this later anyways.

"Heh, Ah'm jus' tired ya know," he chuckles. "Tired of havin' tah make ya deal with mah shit, tired of endin' up hurtin' ya cuz Ah can't fuckin' control it." Tears began trailing down as Red continued. "Now look at me, cryin' like a fucking pathetic idiot. H-,hurtin' ya more than Ah already did... M-,makin' ya run out in the middle of the goddamn n-,night..." Red looked as if he wanted to continue, but Sans couldn't take Red beating himself up anymore.

"Stop it," Sans said firmly, holding back a sob at the sight of seeing the person he loved so dearly hating himself so much. "Stop blaming yourself for all these little things! We all make mistakes and sometimes emotions get the best of us but that's no exuse to kill yourself! Red I don't care if I have to run across the whole damn underground for a whole day just to remind you how much you're worth, just to remind you to not give up because there will always be people who care. Because I will always be waiting here with my arms open, ready for you to cry your problems and I won't judge. Instead I'll keep telling you the same thing over and over again and I'll show you just how much you mean to me, and how much value you have."

Sans never noticed when Red had gotten up so when Red grabbed his chin and leaned in for a kiss he nearly jumped, but then melted into the kiss as Red's tongue danced with his. Sans grabbed the other's jacket, pulling him deeper into the heated kiss. He felt Red's hand on his chest and let the other push him down, Sans never letting go of the other's jacket. He was here, here on top of him, here dominating his mouth, here alive. They parted, a web of purple saliva connecting them.

"Yer too good fer me sweetheart," Red smiles, only stains of the red magical trails left. "Ah don't deserve ya.."

Sans smiled, tracing his fingers gently against Red's face, wiping out one of the trails left. He didn't care how many times he had to say it, and how many more he would. Just to make sure, he would always look up at Red, and smile at him genuinely, his face showing nothing but the pure love his words spilled out next.

"Red, you deserve all the good in the goddamn world."

*******************

Everyone: Holy shit that depressed ass is alive? El gasp!

Yes unfortunately I have come again with another shit fic ha ha. This one on a bit of the angstier side. But welp been feeling like shit latetly. But yo, I will do some rare shit

Talk on le fic!

So yeah plenty of ya peeps know about mah issue and shit so may freak ya out how I am writing from the outside perspective. Okay shit is I ship Kustard in the way both have depression and both help each other out but, in the same sense that they each deal with it differently. It was sorta hard for me writing in the outside perspective that still had that understandment, in which I still failed XD. Still I just don't care and it came to me this morning and it is fucking 5 AM so fuck off!!!

Oh yeah and, yo all you sinners

Have fun ;)

Another thing is this might be a sequel to Just Enough probably? Eh

And shout out to @ask-sugar-skull-sans for being my Sans(IN THE PLATONIC WAY YOU SINNERS)

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Chapter 24

Eric


"Mornin'," I mumbled to Deja as I walked into the shop with all of my equipment in my Nike duffle bag.

"Good morning. Issa fresh pot of coffee in the lounge if you need it." she said sweetly and I nodded, going about my business after mumbling a quick 'thank you' with a forced smile.

I wasn't in the mood to crack jokes or sip dirt, I just wanted to take care of my clients for today and head the fuck home.

After the week I've had, offing myself seemed to be the only solution out of it. But, I knew that would make for more problems concerning my loved ones.

I laid out all of my equipment neatly across my desk and mumbled along to Jaded while tryna get this day started. I had all my hair growing out, my weight going up and down, I ain't have the desire to eat no more, and shit just stopped making sense.

I checked out all the boxes on Robyn's checklist, I was the perfect nigga for her. She glowed up through me, man. I wasn't tryna force her into anything, our relationship was so organic, I felt like I was walking on glass to fuckin' please her while she kept breaking mirrors in the meantime, playing hard to get for no fuckin' reason. I mean, I know you been hurt the last three times but I wanted to be her testimony, I wanted to be that E Harmony commercial for her, I wanted to be set apart from those niggas but instead, she placed me right in the box, adjacent to all them fuck niggas.

"Hey, Toby just called and asked to reschedule ya'lls session. Tomorrow night cool?" Deja poked her head into my office and I nodded.

Sighing heavily, I tossed my tattoo gun back on my desk and sunk into my chair. The only shot I had at clearing my mind of this fuck shit was put on hold. I loved what I did, especially when I was going through something, making others feel joy that I could never obtain is what it was all about for me. This girl really got my head fucked up.

After Dej hung up with my client, she came back in and hopped on my chair, across from me and started examining my face. I turned away from her before she could notice anything and dug into my bag for my bottle of Henny. "Ricky." she spun me around and sighed, taking the bottle out of my hands.

"Please talk to me, if it's about what I said the other night-" I put my finger to her lips and mushed her face back. "You 'bout close as shit, ain't you?" I chuckled lowly and she gave me a smile filled with hope.

My happiness was always top on her list. I loved the shit out her gay ass, bro. Forever and always, ever since tenth grade. "Nah, yo carpet munchin' ass ain't got shit to do with this."

"Bitch," she slapped my hand away with a small laugh, and got serious shortly after.

"I'm worried about you, E."

"Don't worry about me, Deja. I'll bounce back."

"Not if you keep tryna handle this by yourself." I twisted my curls with one hand and laid back and let her words sink in.

"I ain't got nobody else. I know I always got you, D. But, reporting shit to you over and over get old."

"I'm willing to listen. You're self-destructing by the week. Each time I see you, it's worse. Talk."

"You know the situation with shawty."

"I do. I also know that you've never been going through such a drought over a girl. That's usually my role."

"How you and Shellz?" I asked and she sucked her teeth. "Fuck how me and her are doing. I don't care about that right now. All I know is that if I lose you, bro-"

"You not gon' lose me, Deja. You and my fam always gon' run through my mind before I think about doing some selfish shit." I kicked her softly when she got to getting teary eyed.

"You hear me?" I asked, still looking up at the ceiling. If I look at D when she crying, I was bound to start crying with her ugly ass. "Yeah," she sniffled and wiped her eyes gently so she wouldn't mess up her beat. "back to you and Robyn."

"Yeah, I loved her, still got love for her. I thought we had something real. I ain't classify her like a basic ass Memphis hoe. I'm hurtin' hard." I said truthfully. It finally felt like someone was removing the bricks from off my chest, one by one.

“I did all this shit just for her to gon' and get pregnant by a nigga she told me ain't built for love, ain't sensitive enough towards her." I wiped my eyes and shook my head.

"I'm sorry, E. Come here." she pulled me up and reeled me into her arms just as I finally let my tears fall. "The one time I let my guard down and try this love shit again, man. She gotta fuckin' baby on the way." I sobbed loudly and hugged Deja back.

"She tellin' me all this bullshit about her exes, for what? Making me wait for what? Defending her fuckin' honor for what? Bitch had me lookin' crazy, thinking I was about to start a family with her. I'm happy as all fuck, screaming out my car window on interstates, spreading fake ass news to strangers, thinking of baby names. Nigga, for what!?"

Deja consoled me calmly and wiped my tears which was all cool but, Robyn still fuckin' played me. Played the shit outta me and had me convinced that I was gon' be the nigga to heal her from all the wrong her exes did. I guided her in that direction of her self-worth and she started feelin' herself, treating me like I wasn't the one in corner from the minute her pretty ass walked into my shop. Two days fresh off the plane from NYC.

"Not like it's being brought up or anything, but you know that I'm always gunna be loyal to family, right? Not saying that my friendship with shawty is done because that's sis, but, I'll always be here for you. Whenever." I nodded.

"Now stop all this fuckin' crying before your chocolate ass melt in here, Tyrese." She said and I laughed so fuckin' loud, bro. I was so relieved to have a real one on speed-dial.

"It's still fuckin' with me though, cuz. We grown as fuck, how she still making these baby ass mistakes?"

"You see the way she looks at dude?" Dej asked and I shrugged.

"She loves the fuck outta that rollercoaster of a nigga. Sometimes when you go through hell with someone, you always gon' be curious to know if you ever gon' make it out that bitch with the same person. I'll personally let Shelby's ass burn but this ain't about me. Ya'll just wasn't the ones for one another and you gotta accept that,"

"I'ma try, dawg. This shit is still so fresh."

 Robyn

After hearing a slight noise coming from downstairs, that turned out to be nothing, I've been trying to fall back into my deep slumber but I just couldn't. My baby and I were wide awake, frustrated, and hungry as fuck. I trotted downstairs and turned all of the lights on and went to search for something to eat but, my only options were; ice, mayonnaise, and wheat bread. I groaned aloud and hopped on the counter.

Every place that delivered was closed and I wasn't about to cook at four in the damn morning. I shot a few text messages to Deja, Winter, and Odell and finally gave up on their bum asses when ten minutes went by without replies. I'ma remember this shit when they need me to sew some shit up for them.

I blew air out of my cheeks and went teary-eyed, scrolling through my contacts for some hope. As if I wasn't emotional enough, this pregnancy turned out to make me more of a crybaby than I used to be. Jaylen's new nickname for me was Bubbles, shawty from the Powerpuff Girls.

It fucked me up because I couldn't even fight about it, she was my favorite one. I smiled as I thought about all the hell I put him through, he was still my best friend. The fact that I was about to co-parent with his extra ass always put a smile on my face. We're gunna be bomb ass parents.

I finally shrugged and just decided to call him, I always try to give him his space and not call him first and since he lives about a half hour away, but he always comes to my rescue, even if I do call him last.

"Robyn, the world better be on fuckin' fire, my baby better had climbed out ya walls, or you dead, my nigga. What. the. fuck. could you possibly want at four-thirty in the bitch ass morning?" He groaned in his sleepy voice. I involuntary blushed at the sound of his voice and played with the ends of my hair nervously.

"I'm hungry as fuck, Lenny." he sighed loudly and shuffled around.

"Go cook some shit, Rob, a nigga in here sleep. I just got in the crib like two hours ago."

"I haven't went shopping. I'm barely here."

"Pull up. I got some shit you could cook."

"I'm scared. You know I don't drive at night. Pleaseeee?" He got silent for a second until I heard his light snores in my ear. I sucked my teeth and yelled his name.

"You always have been long-winded as shit. Yo boring ass put me right back to sleep."

"Jay!" I whined and he cursed lowly under his breath.

"You at least have an idea of where you wanna go?"

"No." I mumbled sheepishly. "You choose."

"I AIN'T THE ONE THAT'S FUCKIN' HUNGRY!" He half-yelled and I started to apologize to him through sobs. "Aight, I accept ya apology man. Damn, this pregnancy makin' you act so fuckin' lightskin. I'm coming."

"Thank you." I smiled and wiped my wet face. "Your brat ass already knew I was gon' end up cavin' anyway."

"No." I mumbled while shaking my head yes. Not even on some manipulative shit, Jaylen has been giving me whatever it is that my heart desired. It was all mostly food. "Whatever liar. Gimme twenty minutes. Stay up!"

"Okay." he hung up and I smiled, hopping off the counter and going to lay on the couch while watching Dexter's Laboratory.

*****

I finally decided on Waffle House and took it to-go. It was too cold in there. Jaylen and I just sat in his car and ate with my playlist playing from his Bluetooth.

"Thank you." I grinned while adding sugar to my grits, looking over at him batting my eyelashes. He rolled his eyes and looked at my stomach. "Anything for ya'll, man." I laughed loudly and he smirked at how obnoxious and random it was.

"Why you laughing like that, nigga?"

"Remember the night I only wanted the milk from the Fruity Pebbles and I made you eat-" the more I told the story, the harder I began to laugh.

"Hell yeah, I remember that fuck shit. I can't wait till this shit over and you have my next three babies, I ain't gotta do shit else."

"Bye. No more babies for me." I shook my head and ate my breakfast. I could feel his eyes on me as the car went silent, and I tried my hardest to ignore it. His stares were so intense. Eye contact was a big thing for him; during conversations, sex, even arguments. That's what made me fall for him in the first place, his beautiful ass eyes.

"Is it good?" he finally said and I nodded while snapping my fingers to the throwback Monica song playing. "Want some?" I asked and he nodded. I opened another plastic fork and handed it to him.

We ate together and cracked some more jokes until dawn, I forgot how stressed I've been this week and he was wide awake now as we drove through Memphis, singing along to our favorite songs. His ass never told anyone but he was actually an amazing singer.

I stared at him with so much love in my eyes and he looked over for a split second and started rubbing my stomach. "You good?"

"Yeah. I just-, I'm-"

"Man, I love yo ass more, Rob. Issa big ass elephant in the room everytime we together. Sometimes I be up at night, thinking about you and how much I fuckin' love you. I'm cool right now without the relationship. At least I got you as my Ace. Still my homie, my ride or die."

"Same. You don't miss it though?"

"We toxic. Of course I miss yo kisses and yo fuck game but I ain't with all the extra stress and pressure of tryna be the perfect man right now. I just wanna be the perfect father and yo perfect support system. I don't wanna break your heart again."

I nodded. "I finally know what it feels like to be on the other side of that." I sighed.

"Whatchu mean?"

"Eric."

"Shit, I would've been threw myself off the Hernando Bridge if I was THAT nigga." he smirked. "Nigga lost the best bond ever. Issa W for me, he gotta gon' and transfer that L from Meek Mill's checking." We laughed loudly.

"Stop, I'm going to Hell for laughing." I mumbled, holding my stomach.

"For real. I couldn't imagine being around you everyday, thinking I'm about to start a family with you, only to have it all be a fuckin' pipe dream. Trust me, shit ain't easy tryna live without you. Dreams with you in them don't make reality no easier. Had my hoe ass crying with my pillow, listening to One Wish on full blast every night."

"I'm not the shit like that." I flipped my hair playfully and smiled.

"You is. We all got growing up to do as young adults, but when that glo up hit you and you out here handling shit like a boss. Can't no bitch touch you. Ain't nobody touching you now, I won't let them."

"I love you, Jay Bear." I pecked his cheek repeatedly until he turned his head and snuck a kiss from my lips. I gasped and hit him softly.

"You actin' like you ain't never kiss me before. Like you ain't never taste yaself off these lips. Calm down."

I blushed and sunk into my seat, finishing off my food. "We done, Dora the fuckin' Explorer? Can I go to sleep now? It's almost seven." he yawned and I yawned after him.

“Yeah."

"You sleepin' over, I'm not driving all the way back to East Cutty Bum Fuck right now." I smirked and nodded as he started to drive back to his place.

I fell asleep on his king-sized bed with his big ass dog, Zeus at my feet and he fell asleep on the futon right across from the bed just in case anything happened. Time was healing us and I was content with where I stood with him, a place that I thought I'd never see us standing in. Ya'll know I used to hate his mean ass at the beginning of our journey.

**

I scratched my head as I looked at all of the mess in this house from unpacking. Jaylen wasn’t here right now, so I decided to do him a favor and clean because I didn’t mind.

Making sure that all the boxes were empty before I threw them out, I came across a couple of pictures of the both of us. Pictures that I didn’t even remember taking. The fact that he still has them made me smile wide. Jaylen still cares.

I pulled my phone out, taking a picture of them and sending them to Jaylen.

what you doing with these 🧐 3:37 pm

why you in my shit nigga 3:38 pm

I was cleaning 3:39 pm

you da best 4 that 🏼 just don’t hurt yourself mama & you know how we rockin even when we not rockin. feel me? 3:41 pm

I laughed to myself, tossing my phone on the couch. I wanted to ask him where he was, but I decided to keep cleaning. Jaylen unpacked everything and moved all the new furniture in, but nothing was organized.

To set the mood, I lit up a few candles and turned on some music so time could go by faster.

It was getting mighty toasty in here so I put my hair up in a bun and went to go change in a comfortable maxi dress. Now I was ready to clean.

Between singing along to Whitney’s untouchable vocals, cleaning and organizing every room in this house, I definitely worked up a sweat. When I was done, I smiled at my hard work and grabbed a water bottle before sitting down on the couch and turning on Power. Jaylen was gonna be mad that I started watching it without him, but I’ve been dying to watch it.

“Robby!” I heard Jayla’s voice come from behind me. I turned around to see her running up to the couch. Jayla was just the sweetest little bundle of joy.

“Hey pretty girl! I missed you! What you been up to?” I smiled at her as I sat her down on my lap.

“I made you a bracelet! Look!” She pulled out a beaded bracelet from her pocket with my favorite colors on it. The fact that she remembered was really special to me.

“Jayla girl.. This is cayuuuuuuute! I love it, thank you! I’m never taking it off.”

“Pinky promise?” I laughed, wrapping my pinky around hers as she nodded.

“Man Jayla love the fuck outta you, she ain’t ever made me no bracelet. I’m lowkey jealous.”

“I adore her so much. Your dad ha-“ I stood up and turned around only to be looking at Jaylen and his father. I froze, because I never thought I’d be meeting his dad. Especially now. Jaylen wasn’t his father’s twin but they had similar features. His dad was really handsome though.

“Hi, Mr. Waters-“ I started to say as I held my hand out for him to shake. He paid my hand no mind, pulling me into a warm hug instead. God, his hugs reminded me of my dad’s hugs so much that I had to pull away immediately.

“Call me Jayceon, we family now.” He smiled at me genuinely.

“Nice to meet you Jayceon. I’m Robyn.”

“Oh yea I know, Jayla and this nigga right here don’t ever stop talking about you. This dude always in my ear telling me about how much you mean to h-“

“Aight, that’s enough talking for you old man.” I chuckled to myself, blushing. I was gonna have to pull his dad to the side later on and get him to spill some more tea.

“I gotchu later on Ms. Robyn. Just let me know.” He said referring to the tea he was just spilling. I laughed and nodded as I made my way into the kitchen to prepare some food since more people were here. I heard Boo’d Up playing from my phone and I had to start singing it. This was Jaylen’s song.

“Feeeeeeling! All ova my bodaaaaay!” I sang out loud as I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist. I would move them, but I was too into this damn song.

“You know how I like itttttt, ain’t gotta tell you what to do.” Jaylen sang in my ear as he rocked us from side to side. I had to snap out of it and stop singing, because it was getting hot in here.

While I stopped, I turned around only to have Jaylen still singing to me. I looked away, because I didn’t wanna smile. My eyes landed on Jayla who was standing there recording us on Jaylen’s phone.

“Cuties!” She ran away with Jaylen’s phone. My mouth formed in the shape of an O.

“How does Jayla know how to record?”

“My nigga 8, she ain’t 8 months.” I put my hand up pretending to back hand him, and he flinched making me laugh. Dude had a smart ass mouth. I bet his mouth got him in hella trouble at school.

“You lucky you pregnant, I’ll tackle yo ass.” I waved him off.

“How many times you got in trouble at school for that mouth of yours?”

“Boy, ion’ even know.”

“Damn shame.”

“My mama told me to speak the fuck up and never hold my tongue for a muhfucka and I’m glad she did. I got a voice, so ima use it.” He had a point, but he didn’t use his voice for the right reasons sometimes.

“Yea and she’s right, but you’re disrespectful with it sometimes.”

“Damn nigga, is you my therapist? I checked outta the center months ago.” I couldn’t help but laugh.

“See!”

“I’m deadass. Tryna tell a nigga bout himself and shit. You just like my mama Robyn, I swear to God.” He snaked his arm around my shoulder.

“Is that good or bad?”

“Shit is different. You care for me like my mama did no matter how much shit I put you through.”

“Cause I love your stupid self.” I shrugged as he smiled.

“Y’all might as well kiss already, damn. I’m tryna watch Good Times but y’all over here acting out a scene from The Notebook.” I heard Jaylen’s dad voice causing me to jump. He made it extremely awkward for the both of us.

“Ima go shower.”

“I’m right behind you, cause this nigga mad nosey.” I laughed as his father flared at him while we both made our way to his bedroom.

“Bubba, Jassy’s calling you!” I heard Jayla say as I walked into the master bedroom that was Jaylen’s. I went straight to the bathroom because I didn’t want to hear their conversation. I guess that plan wasn’t so smart, because I could still hear her yelling from the phone all the way in here.

“Why you buggin’ like this?”

“Son, you’re out here on social media boo’d up with your fucking ex!” My eyebrows twisted up in confusion.

“Wait what? What you talking bout?”

“It’s all on ya snap dude!” I cursed to myself, because that’s probably what Jayla was recording.

“Jas, it’s not even like that.” I sighed, cutting on the shower water. This shit was already stressing me out.

I honestly didn’t even know she was his girlfriend now. I felt really bad. I guess this was gonna have to stop. Only time we need to talk is if it has something to do with our baby.

Just as I started to strip, Jaylen walked in and started looking in the pull cabinet. “Hey, could you take me home when I get out?” He turned around with a look of confusion on his face.

“Why? You bored or sumn’? I thought we wa-“

“We’re obviously getting too comfortable, and I didn’t even know you had a girlfriend. You bought this house to raise the baby in, not for us to flirt and play around in.”

“Ion’ got no girlfriend, that’s m-“

“Ok, but you’re serious with her right?” He got quiet.

“Aight, I gotchu.” He said, clenching his jaw before grabbing his bottle of pills and walking out of the bathroom. I swear, every time I felt like our relationship was moving forward and getting healthier, shit would always go wrong.

 Jaylen

“Bout gotdamn time.” I sighed, putting my back up against the wall. Man we done spent the whole damn week putting all of the furniture in my new crib. I was serious about getting this house here in Memphis. Shit was nice as hell.

If I ain’t have a life out back home, I’d definitely move out here. I couldn’t wait to watch our child grow up in this home.

“This shit dope. You might as well move out the condo and stay here bro.” Odell stated, as I took in his words. I felt that, and I actually wanted to, but I would lose hella money. Almost all of my clients are in New York... but I guess if they really fuck with me, I would just have to have my work shipped. I’d have to do some big ass promoting out here though. Ion know shit bout Memphis, but the country ass rappers. They hard though.

“I’m thinking about it.. I love the city though. That’s my home.”

“I feel you, but this a big change for you. You got a new beautiful ass home in a different state, baby on the way, and who knows.. God might have bigger and better opportunities for you out here.” This nigga had a good ass point. I couldn’t argue with that shit.

“Fuck you brah.” I laughed, as he shrugged with a smirk.

“What about you, Mr.Knowitall?”

“What about me?”

“Ankle healed, you been training, season coming up, you got Winter back.. where the ring and the baby at?” He sighed, making me laugh.

“Man, you make it sound so easy. I been tryna propose to her bald headed ass but there’s never time. I can’t remember the last time we actually sat and enjoyed each other’s presence. And you already know the answer to the baby part.”

“Tell her to sit her on the go ass down some where then.” This hoe Winter was always doing some shit and always on the scene whenever she wasn’t at work.

“I do-“

“Nigga, everybody knows you don’t. You probably try, and don’t take this the wrong way but sometimes you let Winter run over you bro. You need to tell her ass wassup.” He stayed quiet, stroking his beard while nodding.

“Hit her up.. right now.”

“She bus-“ I gave him a look and he waved me off, pulling his phone out his pocket.

I watched him click on her name and put her on speaker. It rang for quite some time, and he was about to hang up until we finally heard her voice. “What is it O? I told you not to call me during this time at work. You never li-“ We both started to tune her nagging out while I gave him to look. He nodded and started to speak.

“Nah, YOU never listen. Winter I been trying to spend time with you for the longest but you never wanna hear me out and you always blowing me off for shit. Ion’ give a fuck what you got going on when you get off work. All I know is you better be at my crib at 10 AM when I get back to NY in the morning. No if’s and’s or but’s. You hearing me?” I jumped up from the couch, dapping my nigga cause he finally grew his balls back. I taught my nigga well, man.

“But O-“

“What I say?” He asked, sternly as she sighed and stayed silent for a few seconds. Had that ass shook.

“Ok, I’ll be there..” I pressed the button to hang up as O stood up to his feet popping his collar. This nigga.

“My boy.” I smirked as we did our handshake.

“Aight nigga, now go do the same shit with Rob.” My smirk immediately fell, and I pointed to the door.

“I know you fucking lied.”

“I’m deadass.”

“Ion know what you muhfuckas don’t understand about the word TOXIC. Y’all want us to kill each other? I love that girl to death, I ain’t tryna hurt her again. She look mad happy without me. She making big moves, doing big things with out me and I’m happy for her. I wanna see her happy not constantly crying over me again.”

As much as I love the fuck outta Robyn, hurting her hurt me. Ion wanna jump back into another relationship when I already know I ain’t gone do right by her. We stay at each other necks and I’m just not ready for the stress and headaches again. Plus she pregnant with my child? Man hell nah, we do not need the stress. Robyn been fucking glowing, and I’d like to keep it that way.

“I know you hurt her before, everybody make mistakes. But everybody sees the way y’all look at each other. If you love her so much like you say you do, what the fuck is so hard about keeping her happy?”

I scratched my head.

“I ain’t shit and we both know I ain’t.” I shrugged.

“Talking to you is like talking to a wall, bruh.” He shook his head as he grabbed his things so that he could go to the airport. I ain’t feel like driving at all. I guess I go to Jas’ hotel and chill there for a few. I couldn’t wait to get in her shit.

Send me the addy and room # 7:56 PM

**

“So I got some shit I gotta break down to you.” She stopped eating her ice cream cone, and folded her arms. Sighing, she sat down next to me.

“If it’s bad news, I’m really not trying to hear it. I just got fired from my job over some dumb shit, so I’m really not in the mood for bad news.” She explained, as I started thinking while stroking my goatee. It wasn’t really bad news on my end.

“Just let me tell you. Ion’ want you to have to find some shit out on your own and then you gone be mad at me saying I never told you.” She sat quiet.

“Aight, so.. you know when I told you I could possibly be a father?” She had this uneasy look on her face.

“Yea..” she mumbled, looking down at the floor. I gently grabbed her chin, and made her look at me.

“Well I am.” The eye contact we once had was gone, and she started to look at the floor again, not saying a word.

“Jaylen, I migh-..” She sighed putting her face in her palms. Just as I was about to ask her to keep going, my phone rang. I didn’t answer it, because I wanted to hear what she had to say.

“What you was saying?” I tossed my phone to the side of me. She just shook her head and stood up.

“Never mind, I’ll be in the bathroom.” I sighed, picking my phone up to see who it was that wanted me. It was just Winter, but she was gone have to wait. I wanted to know what Jas was gone say.

I got up, going towards the direction of the bathroom only to see her leaning over the sink. “You good?”

“Could you bring me my sketch pad off of the table?” Jasmine asked as she gave me an uncomfortable look. She kept saying how her body was in pain.

Leaving the bathroom, I jogged in the living room of her suite and looked on the table for her sketch pad. She had a shit load of books on the table, so I was knocking a bunch of shit over. Almost everything ended up on the floor, so I had to look for it even harder now. I ain’t sign up for this shit.

Sighing, I kept looking around for her fuck ass sketch pad until my eyes stopped at a certain group of words.

Terminated Pregnancy Report

I realized that the papers were sticking out of a Manila folder, and the more I looked through them, the more my anger started to build up. Not Jasmine..

“Hey Jaylen, never mind I fo-“ she stopped in her tracks once she seen what was in my hands.

I closed my eyes and prayed. I prayed hoping that God would forgive me for what I was about to do to this girl. I prayed for him to give me some sort of knowledge to help me understand why the fuck this bitch would go behind my back and do some sick shit like this. She didn’t even tell me she was pregnant.

I plopped down on the floor, chuckling bitterly. “What the fuck is this, Jasmine?” She knew she fucked up, because she couldn’t say a damn thing.

“Man talk!” I yelled at her, getting up from my spot on the floor.

“What do you want me to say?!” She inched closer to me as she started to get teary-eyed.

“Man fuck them phony ass tears! Tell me why the fuck you would go behind my back and do some grimy shit like this! My nigga you killed not only one, but both of my fucking babies! You ain’t even let me know you was pregnant Jas, why the fuck would you do that?! Did you think about how I would feel?”

By now, tears were falling down from my face because I was fucking hurt. Twins might’ve been tough to handle right now, but I helped make them so it was only right that I help take care of them. My mama ain’t raise me to be a deadbeat. Ion even come off like that, so I’m still tryna process why Jas would do that shit.

“I-I.. I’m not ready for kids right now, Jaylen. You even said it yourself that you weren’t either.”

“So that give you the right to go and do that shit behind my fucking back?! You ain’t even tell me you was pregnant to begin with! We both was bein’ irresponsible having unprotected sex, so we was just gone have to deal with it!”

“I’m sorry, I didn-“

“Fucking murderer.” I looked at her with so much fucking disgusts. She wiped the tears from her eyes and tried to grab me, but I backed away from her, looking around for my keys.

“Where are you going?”

“Delete my number, and don’t ever come by my fucking house no more.” I stormed out, slamming her room door behind me. I could hear her screaming my name as I walked off and got onto the elevator but I wasn’t trying to hear that shit.

I was done with that bitch.

Before I flew out here to sign papers for the house and move in, I was spending damn near every day with her, meaning we was fucking damn near every day. Sometimes I’d be so horny that it wouldn’t even cross my mind to use a condom. I was on and off with them bitches. That’s where I fucked up.

She started throwing up at the most random times, and I didn’t pay no mind to it, because her ass got sick real easy. I started to put two and two together and realized she could possibly be pregnant. I asked her, and she told me no so I left it at that. I thought I could trust her, but I guess not.

How could you have it in your heart to kill an innocent child like that? That shit was foul as hell, and I couldn’t even think straight. My vision was getting blurry as hell, so I hope that I could get home as safe as possible.

I tried to take my mind off of this shit and just face the music. Right on time, Drake’s lyrics hit the fuck outta me.

No one to guide me, I'm all alone

No one to cry on

I need shelter from the rain, to ease the pain

Of changing from boy to a man

As I came to a stop light, I had an incoming call from Robyn. I didn’t wanna answer at all, but something could probably be wrong with her.

“W-what you need?” I sniffled as I rubbed my eyes.

“Hey do you wan- oh my God, are you crying?” She asked, concerned. I swear I just wanted to spill every last drop of this fucking tea to Robyn, but I wasn’t in the mood to talk. I just wanted to go home, smoke a wood, and go to sleep and not wake up, real shit.

“What you need, Robyn? The baby good?” I sighed taking the phone off of my face, forgetting this was a damn FaceTime call.

“Yea um, I just.. wanted to know if you wanted me to come bring you a plate because I cooked your fav...” She smiled innocently, as I shook my head no.

“To be real witchu’, ion’ even got an appetite right now. Ima fuck witchu’ later though.” I hung up before she could even respond.

After Robyn called, it’s like my phone started blowing the fuck up so I just powered my shit off. It took me bout 10 more minutes to reach my crib, and I couldn’t be more relieved to be home. I did some illegal shit to get here in just 10 minutes, but fuck it. Jail is the least of my worries right now.

Going straight to my bedroom, I decided not to smoke because I was way too tired anyways and my bed and pillows were calling my damn name. Swear my head ain’t even touched the pillow for 5 seconds, and I was already asleep. I ain’t ever been so fucking tired and drained in my life.

A few minutes into my deep slumber, I felt a pair of arms wrap around me. I opened my eyes, only to be met with Robyn sitting down next to me in my bed.

“Man I love you so fucking much, Robyn.” I mumbled, intertwined my fingers with hers, kissing her stomach.

“I love you too Lenny, I’m always here if you need me or wanna talk.” Was all I heard her say before she kissed my forehead, and I fell right back asleep. 

[drenchen-gang]

This Gurjins song when it comes to the Skeksis lets argue 🤣 I know he wanna beat they ass

-Lyrics in case yall ain't finna listen to it so you can still see what I'm seein and yes I'm adding emojis cuz yall gon feel my EMOTIONS-

You muthafuckas pitiful I'm too sick of you

Ima walkin visual you boys refillable 🤣

Unforgivable once you cross me hoe 🤷🏿‍♂️

Now you a muthafuckin stain to Lil Cut Throat

Let the gun bang, nuts hang drug game ain't the same

Savage tatted on my face

Grade A 🚶🏿‍♂️

Blazin while we hotbox

Fucka badge fuck a cop even if the K hot

Watch me buss on any block 👌🏾

Norf side naughty

Scope on the shotty

Semi blow ya body

Tony grippin on the Tommy bitch 👊🏾

I bite the head off a bat like I'm ozzy

You gotta problem muthafucka come n try me

I'm nothin like whatchu punk boys wanna embody

Norf norf east side *59 tony grip the Tommy

Fuck around end up witcha body autopsy

I be that walkin zombie bath salts eatin bodies

3 choppas and a shotty shootin everybody

Cigarette wet bumpin Boosie Badazz

On them drugs jiggin jaws locked clenchin

Trigger finger itchin if you think I'm kiddin

Smoke leakin from the sticky that we smokin boy

Fucka backwoods swishers what I use boy

Smoke what I choose do what I wanna do 👌🏾

Muthafuck you and yo punk friends too

Ruby blunt lit lungs itch bitch I like the sting

Smokin potent thinkin I'm the chosen one bitch Ima KING 🙏🏾

I can hear my dead homies sing

Now my eyes always hurtin wipin tears with diamond rings yeah aye

Hol up fuckboy, who tf said we cool?

Man I quit smokin with hypebeasts back in 2002 😂✌🏾

What it do muthafucka? Ima fool

Ruby Da Cherry is ghoulin with goblins

If ya gotta problem then you better move

From tha womb to the tomb

Bustin out early bustin out soon

Blackout the city I'm back on them 30s

In bout 20mins we'll be on the moon

Drugs got me fucked up sluts got me drugged up fuck

Slap my face against a pill to crush it up

Government ID helps me get high

Seein stars in the mirror like I'm lookin wit a bright beam

Lime green paint but the rims lookin Spike Lee

Mighty sloppy might be cocky, am I in the right scene?

Highly unlikely n I'm willin to fuckin BET

Leave a pussy wet then I leave a pussy WET 😂

Ima fuckin vet ima muthafuckin threat

G59 the set G59'll make you sweat

I dont give a fuck is my fuckin epithet

Lace up my Nike Decades meet me at heavens gates

7th ward by the lake until my death