#what mother pulls a camera on her ugly crying child to take a pic she can laugh at later XDDDD

[pure-bakusass]

I'm posting art!

Hello tumblr people, it's my official beginnig here as an artist! I may be unexperienced and insecure but I hope to improve both my skills and my self esteem by sharing my silly doodles with the world.

Very special thanks to @sweetonmylove and @dieseldrakilis for showering me in appreciation and encouraging me! I wouldn't be there if it wasn't for these cuties! ❤

This doodle is actually inspired by the user Kiki Red's comment I stumbled upon on youtube comment section. I'm including the comment here so you guys can see what inspired me and well, that it's someone else's idea I worked on.

Let me tell you, I just adore the idea of Kirishima meeting Bakugou's family 😂

I usually work in digital but my tablet is broken soooo it's my actual first time tracing traditional pencil sketches with black lineart and scanning it onto computer. I tried to make it as "professional" (lol) as I could, please be gentle people! ❤

[blackrosesfanfic]

Chapter 224

Cammie

"Shut up!" I yell to Hidia

"Jayla?" Trey says walking up.

I turn around looking at Hidia as she laughs. She just said that Trey was gonna come over here and I was gonna start rejecting her and acting like she doesn't exist. I roll my eyes at her. Trey grabs my waist. Like I said before I have been over being mad with him since I went to Vegas. But I am still bitter about the whole fucking ordeal and I don't want to let it go. I could deal with it coming up one more time.

"I thought you were over here on the phone."

"Who I got to be on the phone with in private?" I snap.

He shrugs looking around me at Hidia who is still laughing with herself. "Hidi."

"Trey." Hidia says. "So Tiki is coming tomorrow."

"Who is that?" Trey says with an attitude.

Hidia laughs. "Her boy crush from high school."

"Really?" I snap.

"Her who?"

"Wanna see a pic? Chris said I could invite a plus one. You said you didn't mind right, Cam?"

I roll my eyes. "Stop. He can't take jokes like that. Your baby daddy will not be allowed in the house."

Hidia giggles. "Well anyway, Trey. If you weren't so involved in this chick and actually cared about her fucking family then you would have known Tiki was my baby daddy."

"Your baby daddy a fucking Hispanic named Julio or Romeo or some shit with an O." Trey snaps.

"Oh really?" Hidia laughs.

Trey hugs my waist. "You wanna get in the water?"

"No." I say.

"Hey, Mama baby." Hidia yells. "Yes, ButtButt."

I step away from Trey getting closer to Hidia. Her baby was at his grandma's house in San Antonio. This girl's son be all over the place with his grandma. She turns the phone to me. He is like 5. He smiles at the camera and waves at me. I've never heard him talk.

"Are you being good?" She smiles.

"That big boy." I snap kissing at him.

He covers his face then moves away from the camera. Her baby daddy's mother is smiling at where he went. They treat that boy like a fucking 1 year old. I smile and walk away. I'm not about to fucking judge. I'm glad that we had Caden and Lane was always around JJ sharing. Imagine if he had only child syndrome. Lane's ass bad. Too bad not to talk.

"Cammie?" Trey says.

"Cammie!" Someone yells from towards the fire.

I narrow my eyes like that would help my ass see in the dark. I start walking back to the fire. Trey grabs my arm. I pull it away from him although he doesn't really resist. He just starts walking behind me.

"Bae!" Fadiya yells. "Hey."

"Where did they find you from?" I say hugging her.

She smiles really hard. "Got a phone call from Chris Brown's assistant inviting me to spend some time with my favorite celebrity. I saw you on live the other day."

"You should have requested to join."

"Oh." She giggles. "I was kinda busy, you know."

"No I don't know. Do share."

She smiles behind me. "Hey, Trey."

He doesn't say nothing. I glance behind me. He was just standing there being weird. Like why you behind me with all of that? What's with the attitude? Oh... oh yeah. My attitude. I'll be nice next time. Fuck him. I stop walking and push him. He looks at me hurt and shocked. Amber walks up in between us facing Trey. She turns around suddenly and pushes me.

"Bruh." I say laughing.

"How does that feel then?" She says.

I suck my teeth at her and sit down. She walks off. I look at Trey. He sits in the chair closes to him away from me. No sir. You bring your bald ass head over here to me. You don't have a fucking option to fucking be mad. He stands up looking at Chris. April comes up carrying a whining Lane. I sigh a bit about to move to get him from her but she takes him to Trey. Lane jumps into Trey's arms and starts crying. Oh hell. Emotional Trey not going to be able to handle that. Well then why the hell do I think he is able to fucking handle my attitude? Fuck me. So I should be glad he found my mother and came back level headed and not drunk or something? Well...

"He doesn't want to be in the house." April says low. Trey doesn't say anything but keeps walking.

Chris sits up in his chair a bit. "Maybe he..."

"Oh shut up Chris." I say standing up. "You helped enough."

"Sounds..." Chris starts then looks at me.

I stand up and run up to Trey. I touch his back then rub it in a circle. I whisper to him that there are people inside the house too. I walk away then look back. He had stopped walking. Lane was still crying but not as loud. Trey turns and start walking out into the poorly lit ocean shore. It seems like you walking into a pit. I kick the water.

"What that?" Lane asks.

"Mommy." Trey says. I look back at them. Trey puts him down. "Be careful."

Lane walks over sleepily then he starts running. I could barely see the big smile on his face. He runs up to me then he looks down at the water and chases the wave as it runs from him. He turns around and runs back. Papa bear Trey grabs his hand when he is near not letting him run back at the wave. I lean on Trey as Lane fights to get away. I touch his cheek to see exactly how much he was crying. I know he was.

"Stop." He says slapping my hand away.

"Tremaine." I say hugging his waist. "Okay fine. We will act like nothing is wrong."

"Let go, Daddy." Lane whines.

I pick Lane up and run towards the water. He giggles but tries to get down to do it himself. I let the water hit us. He gasps then starts whining again. He is just so sleepy he doesn't know what he wants to do. I wait til the water retreats again and put him down so he could run from it to Trey. He gets half way to Trey and just throws himself sideways screaming like he suddenly woke up from his bad dream.

"My baby." I say getting to him before Trey. I pick him up. "Tell Mommy bout it."

"He hurt himself?" Trey says looking at his feet.

I hit Trey's head with Lane's hand. "No, Daddy." I say.

Lane giggles. "No Mommy do it."

"Mommy." Trey says kissing Lane's stomach.

"No, Mommy, Daddy." Lane's whines.

Trey kisses his head. "Just exhausted."

"Yeah."

"Let me carry you, Lane." Trey says taking him waking him up.

"Tremaine." I whisper.

Trey rocks him. "Shhh..."

I forget everyday my baby still 2. Still just a baby who gets overly tired and whiny. I kiss his shoulder. He was limp in Trey's arm after only a few steps. Trey was walking back to the house. I start walking in the water trying to figure out what my husband going through. I know I need help with him. I can't down play how serious this is.

  Alex

I throw my bag on the floor. Hidia screams.

"Hey, Bestie." She says throwing her arm over my shoulder.

"Bitch, I am tired." I snap looking around the room. "This is tacky. These walls are so ugly and look at this old furniture."

Hidia drops her arms to her side. "Are you paying to stay here?"

"No."

"Okay then. You were saying?"

I look around the room. "Those are some nice seashells."

"Okay!" Hidia yells. "Baby daddy finally gonna come meet people. You know his Mexican ass don't like black people. I'm like you fucking racist. I'm black."

"Your pussy not though."

"Shut up." She snaps. "Cause he loves to say... are you sure baby? It was dark that first time. Dirty Mexican."

I laugh. "Girl, Bye. Ain't he like an army brat that was born at a base in Honduras or some shit? Girl..."

She flips her hand in the air. "Whatever liar. You not feeling cute booty."

"I'm not. I'm using him."

"He got good dick?" She stares at me.

I roll my eyes, walk to the bathroom, and close the door. Hidia is annoying. That's not gonna get rid of her. I peek out into the room. Wait... it got rid of her? I change clothes then head out to the water where I was told everyone was. I look around. No Cammie or Trey.

"Aye, who you here with?" MiMi's husband asks pointing to me.

I sit down reaching into the pit to grab a stick thats just sitting there. I ignore him a little bit longer until he gets everybody's attention. Chris looks around Sevyn at me.

"Oh you came here with her?" Chris asks looking at Jamaal.

"I..." Jamaal starts.

I take a potato off of the kabob then interrupt him. "We work together."

"Yeah?" Jamaal says. "That's it?"

"Jamaal?" I say cutting my eyes at him.

Chris starts laughing. "Yeah, that's how they do."

"That's how who does?" I snap.

"You Roberson women." Chris says moving back behind Sevyn. She so beautiful sitting there quiet.

I suck my teeth. "Roberson women?"

"Do you all hate your soulmates?"

"And have that one friend that wish he could have been the soul mate? Actually no."

He looks around Sevyn again at me with a pissed look then he roars with laughter. "Jamaal my man you just came up in the game."

"For what?"

"Ewh, don't say scoring a Roberson. Just don't say nothing." Hidia says out of nowhere. "Where Cammie?"

Sevyn winks at me. "So it's an achievement to have a Roberson woman? He gets applauded because he snatched her?"

Chris hides his face again. "You flexing man. Don't think that deep into it."

"Should have snatched her first. Weren't you just single at the wedding?"

"Yall doing too much." MiMi's husband says.

"Right." Chris adds.

I roll my eyes. We still off the subject of me and Jamaal so fuck it. He smirks at me. Bruh I done told you what this was about. I roll my eyes again. It doesn't stop him from staring at me. I throw the bell pepper at him.

"Those not even done." Chris declares from behind Sevyn.

"So Sevyn... Amber?" I say. She shrugs. "What shitty hell hole you crawled into to make you snatch up this piece of shit?"

She giggles turning to him. He was pissed. He comes back into view. "Piece of shit? Don't let what I said go to your fucking head."

"Why you not trying to be my bestie on the side?"

"Why you fucking with the man?"

"His ego. Cause I'm not fucking him." I say then shrug. "Exactly why I don't have to stroke his ego."

Jamaal huffs. "You wouldn't stroke no man's ego."

"Damn, right cause my dick too big."

"You need to fucking take her back. You work with her?" MiMi's husband says.

"Hey, Bae." Cammie says hugging my back.

I turn my head. "The golden couple."

Cammie pushes the side of my head. "Demon be gone."

"That's how you shut her up?" Chris nods.

"Try it motherfucker." I spat.

Chris makes his eyes big sitting back. He suddenly gets a shit load of energy sitting up and scaring the shit out of Sevyn. She frowns then stands up slowly. That nigga is something crazy.

"Where are you going now? Everybody over here." Chris spazzes.

"To put Lane to bed." Cammie says turning around.

Chris sucks his teeth. "It take two of you?"

Cammie turns around briefly. "Chris, you and Trey can put him to bed if you like."

"Naw, you good." Chris says like he was nonchalant before.

"Tell MiMi to bring her ass out here." Her husband says.

"Chris did you make me one like the one you had?" Cammie whines.

Chris doesn't say right away. He moves again behind Sevyn then he laughs.

"Christofuckface!"

"Go ahead." He says. "It's right there burning."

She spins around walking towards the house. Trey had already went into the house. He weird as shit. Both of them are weird. Trey and Chris. I grab a mini wine bottle out of a cooler near me. Well now. Fancy shit. Hidia had told me that Chris did all of this for Cammie and Trey. Something about an apology. Wonder what he did.