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Other Side Of The Game - Erykah Badu

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#OtherSideOfTheGame. #LoveTruthfully.

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⚠️CORNELIUS FREDRICK

A 16 year old who died for a foolish reason, he simply threw a sandwich. He was a foster child at lakeside academy and threw a goddamn sandwhich and was brutally beat by 12 males

It honestly make me sick...not only as a POC but as a person in general. His mother died when he was 12 and from what i see in my eyes personally looking at him he was a really kind and sweet boy.

The men that murdered him arent in jail or having any signs of it which is not fair at fucking all.

Heres a petition, heres a video on twitter (trigger warning ⚠️).

Why do people do this? Why are people against a fucking skin color. And the thing is its been going on for years and the names on the list only get longer..so many names unknown as time ticks by and we are so blind. As a community we have to, we need to work together to fight this. Im so tired, everyone is so tired of this. It isnt fair.

What about his family? What would you do if someone fucking killed your loved one, youd wanna get justice and hurt them back in anyway fucking possible. But the family is so shocked they only ask for answers..why? Seriously why? I want a fucking essay about how much you hate MY PEOPLE and what they did to you to make you feel that way. Racism is something your taught not born with, so just because your parents and your family doesnt like people of color doesnt mean you have to, be the fucking odd one out. You shouldnt feel embarrassed for standing about what is right.

Thank you.

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T.H| Goodnight

Summary: you get stuck in the middle of the road kinda, the Beatles, vinyls and bathtubs

Warnings: fluff, raining, idk?

A/N: IM SORRY BUT I HAVE A BRA BULGE NOW, I CRIED ABOUT IT FOR THE PAST 5 HOURS PLEASE HELP, IM BEING SO SERIOUS I HATE BELLY ROLLS ON ME!

It was basically thundering outside in the heavy rain, cups of coffee in each cup holder, it was date night you were to afraid to drive because the ground was very slippery.

“I’m happy” he muttered to you, putting his cold hand on your thigh as you hissed by it “I’m cold, very cold” you said, rubbing your arms as your teeth started to stutter together.

“Okay now your being dramatic” “Thomas your a fucking man! You have more muscle, not more hair but more skin- well that isn’t true either” he laughed, “I GOT IT- you have more clothes on then me!” “Well fuck us” he whispered, looking at the gas tank. “Tom I’m not getting stuck out here in this rain” “welp” he shrugged, driving up to the bridge where you have to pay 5 dallors to cross, he pulled to the side of the road, unbuckling himself “wait here” “Thomas it’s storming outside-“

“how are we gonna get home love?” You bit your lip as he looked at you “just don’t die alright?” He laughed as you turned to him and hit his shoulder “I’m serious Thomas, do not die” “give me a kiss for good luck” you reached forward and pressed a kiss on his lips. He opened the door and stepped outside.

Some of the rain getting inside the car as he shut the door, you locked the doors watching him as he hopped over at he small walls to keep you from falling off the building, there was a small building connected to it, you always thought that part is where the soldiers or aliens stayed as a child, you don’t know why.

He wasn’t really wearing anything to keep him from the cold, just a jean jacket under his black shirt, but everything he’s wearing is soaked, including his socks. He entered the building and you didn’t see him anymore.

You unblocked yourself and looked in the backseat, looking under the seat sand somehow finding a puff coat “oh thank god, I love you so much” you grabbed it, putting it on and turning off the car.

You seen the rest of the cars pass by no problem, there was no use to try and contact anyone because your in the middle of the bridge, you end up just using the rain as a calming sensation and fall asleep.

Knock knock, knock knock knock

“Y/N!” He screamed instantly waking up you turned to him, unlocking the door. “How long was I out?” “Uh I don’t know” he shrugged “but the car is working! And I see you have a very nice coat on” he smiled as you smacked your lips and rolled your eyes.

“I just wanna take a shower and go to sleep” you yawn, him giggling as he started up the car again.

“Does it have to be cold everywhere!” You complained as you took off your shoes in the house. “I’ll turn on the heater and run us a bath” he said, taking off his also and going to the heater into the hallway. You took off the puff coat and helped Tom by going to the upstairs bathroom and getting on your knees to run the bath, you stood up and went to the cabinet, grabbing a red bathbomb and putting it in the bathtub, going back to the cabinet and grabbing a book, Harry Potter.

“You have us set?” He asked, “candles and vinyl” you said, he helped and grabbed the candles, placing them on the brown stepping stool and lit them up. Grabbing the vinyl of Grover Washington, ‘just the two of us’ and setting it on the counter. He came up behind you and unzipped you slowly, taking in your scent as he smiled to hisself, dropping the dress leaving you in your underwear and opening the window to let in the breeze and the raining noise.

Both of you in the bath, naked, you behind him, leaning your head on his back, the lights off, raining, candles, it all so calming, he reads Harry Potter to you, the small table that goes across the bathtub holding the book, you wrapped your hands around his chest, hearing his heart beat.

It was forever lasting, the small drops of water hitting the window seal, thunder striking and laughing as Tom stutters and leans into your touch more, just the two of you. Nothing else could be better.

After that was done you got dressed in your silk black robe, the tv turned off and everything dark, except the moon that was shinning from the large window, Tom only in his boxers, it was all a dream to be honest. Teas on each night stand as now ‘stand by me’ was playing, talking to each other with your night glasses on and your hair wrapped in a cute large bonnet, purple to be exact.

“Oh yeah it was freezing, I almost argued with them too, they would give me the gas” he rolled his eyes, “well my baby can do anything, can’t he?” You asked mostly to yourself, sipping the tea. “Let’s dance” he smiled. “Oh no” “oh yess darling, you put the song on anyway” he stood up, taking your free hand as you put the tea aside.

He mimicked the words to you as he put his hand on your waist, the other in yours as your other one was on his shoulder. You laughed and leaned in his shoulder. Breathing in his neck, “I love you” he whispered, now singing to you. “I love you too” you smiled, taking your head from his shoulder and looking up at him.

“Oh when can we start a family already, I wanna see you carrying my babies” “Thomas please” you shook your head giggling as he know started to dramatically sing it. “You know you want my babies y/n” he glared at you smiling.

“I’m not gonna disagree” you shrug as you suddenly weep from him picking you up, and throwing you on the bed. “Then let’s get it started!” “It’s cold” “then I’ll be right back” “Thomas let’s go to bed” he sighed, Fine” he through himself on the bed next to you, the moonlight glimpsing his face and you lifted your hand to mess with his curls. “Goodnight y/n” “goodnight Thomas” he shifted closer, wrapping his hands around you and pulling you closer, pressing a kiss to your nose and lifted a knee ontop of your leg.

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A.R| Just Cry Already

series teaser

Arvin russel x black!reader

warnings for future: abuse, alcohol, language, future smut, racism

Chapters -> one ✨ two 🤠 three ✨ four

“You have issues and so do i, its what puts us together. Im getting us out of here” you say, holding his hand tight.

“Just us?”

“You know i cant do that” you sigh letting his hand go, he bites the corner of his lip and he also sighs and sits up from his bed and rests his head on the headboard.

“Ill do anything for us to leave, i dont care. I just want you” he grabs your hand again and brings it upnto his lips, you give a crooked smile as you reach up and press you lips against his.

“I love you” he pecks your lips.

“I love you too, arvin” he locks his pinkie with yours.

“Can you promise me were gonna leave?”

“Of course, i promise arvin” he smile sweakly at you and kiss you lips again while squeezing your pinkie to lock it in.

“No matter what happens ill be there, okay?”

“Okay”

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Zendaya for Wonderland Magazine

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TH| You Monster

Summary: you want a peircing and Thomas says no at first, but let’s switch the language

Warning: exposed breasts, language and a bit of anger. Nibbling and white t-shirts.

You and Tom sat on the couch, eyes glued to your phones and sitting in silence. You bit your lip thinking about something that you want to do, but Tom might call it a stupid idea.

Jacob, jake, and zendaya left about 20 minutes ago, you guys were playing board games and having cold beers.

“Hey babe?” You ask, looking up at Tom. You finally had the courage to ask because it wasn’t that big of a deal, what’s the worst he can possibly say?

“Hm?” He looks up from his phone, eyes immediately scanning your face, “I know that face, you're either nervous or wanting to do something. Come sit!”

He smiles but squints his eyes, trying to read you as you give a big grin and stand, walking over and sitting next to him.

“Soooo” you smile, slapping your hands together before putting them on your lap. You look over and Tom who has his eyebrows raised, completely confused but amused wanting to find out what you wanna do.

“Would you hurry up? I feel like your breaking- wait are you breaking up with me!” He rambles, his eyes widening and his hands go to his hair. You scrunch up your face at his stupidity, shaking you head no as he looks at you and sighs in relief, placing a hand on his heart.

“Okay, I know your probably gonna think I’m fucking crazy or something buttt” you hold on to the t, biting the side of your lip before speaking up.

“I want nipple piercings”

One eye is squinted as his neck expands, his mouth open and the side of his lip sticking up. Obviously confused, but he laughs and shakes his head.

“No”

You smack your lips as his face relaxes, your head jerking back and to the side, You wanna pop him in the back of his head as hard as you can. But you decide it’s not a good look, but also you fume and lift your engulfed fists and look at them.

“And why the hell not?” You ask, fake hitting him and he jumps up, covering the back of his head knowing what about to come up. He slowly retracts himself and sits up straight letting out a hmph before explaining.

“Because I should be the only one looking at your breast-“

“That’s the most dumbest shit I’ve ever heard, Thomas” you say, crossing your arms and tilting your head.

“Well my answer is still no”

“Well since when did the fuck I ask? I just told you what I wanted”

“Then I’m coming with you”

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There he sat in the car, lumped in the passenger seat with his jaw clenched and his arms crossed tight across his chest. Muttering things you couldn’t really catch as he was looking at the road, clearly annoyed that you're paying no attention to him.

Right now you are in the zone, bumping to your most littlest music while sitting up in your seat, only arching your back when the beat drops, your face scrunched as you bopped your head to the beat also, banging you hand on the steering wheel.

You turned to him as you stopped at the red light, lip singing to him, pointing at him as he just continued to look forward, his jaw only tighter. You laughed as you lifted your finger to his neck and digged in there, he’s currently trying his hardest not to laugh as he puts his shoulder to his ear. You twirl you finger and bite your lip trying to find a spot and break him.

“Come on babe! Loosen up a bit!” You giggles, grunting as you squeezed your finger between his shoulder and ear, he busts out laughing, “now there’s the man I know”

“Whatever, green light” he mutters, ripping your finger from his neck and sitting up straight, a large smile slapped across his face.

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“Calm down Thomas, I’m pretty sure it’s a girl anyway” you say trying to cheer him up, he’s a bit self conscious because he knows you have a soft spot for people with tattoos and piercings, and the only tattoo he has is on his foot.

“Oh and that makes it so much better, I don’t forget that easily that you like girls also, let’s go please” he mutters the last part, reaching up and pinching the roof of his nose, slowly calming himself because your no help at this fuckin point.

You sigh and roll your eyes, opening and stepping out of the car, shutting it softly behind you.

“There’s no way in hell im letting this lil boy get to me” you whisper to yourself as the toddler steps out of the car, following you with a fake small grin on his face.

As you step in the tatto shop you see there’s a Asian male, young 20s with that glowing but inked skin. Holy shit, you thought.

He gave you both a smile, sitting behind a little stance waiting for you both to get there.

“Woah, this is so cool!” You walk up as you look around at the different styles, the tattoo guns and the rine stone little shop for your teeth.

He chuckles and taps the tall desk “what can I do for ya?” He says in a rather American accent.

“Oh, god I don’t know how to say this” you close your eyes tight, Thomas chuckling but putting on his bold face, trying to stand tall but he’s short… as fuck. Kinda

“I’m guessing the nips?” The worker chuckled.

“Yeah! How did you know?”

“Because you looked at the rings for it” you giggled as you looked away from them, finding his eyes and nodding.

“Alright, right this way” he stands up and moves from behind the desk, putting his hands out to gesture to the back room. Tom starts to slowly calm down, thinking that the worker is nice because he involved him.

“The names jordan by the way” he smiles and entering the room. It has black walls with designs on it with the window open, the sun beaming in the room for brightness and a nice percent of wind, two seats next to the table that you’re supposed to lay on.

Jordan goes to the room connected to the current one, shutting the door behind him.

“See! Jordan is nice, he isn’t after you!” You whisper yell, smacking the side of Toms arm as he bites his lip, still hesitant.

“We will see when he asks you to pull the shirt off, Y/n” he death stares you, his lips pursed as You smack your lips and roll your eyes, sitting on the table while he sits next to you. Silently waiting for Jordan to come back.

“Let’s get that shirt off- wait that sounds wierd” he cuts himself off, laughing off his stupid comment as he sits down with his hands in his pokets.

You smile and take off your shirt casually, not trying to impress anyone. Your breasts slap against your chest as Tom scrunch’s his lips waiting for Jordan’s reaction or response. Jordan puts on his clean rubber gloves and stares at your nipple, turning his head side to side.

“Mind if I?” He asks looking up and Tom, Tom raises his eyebrows, not knowing what he’s asking.

“Touching?” He corrects himself, his day going great, or atleast it looks like it. Not annoyed at all, buster.

“Y-yeah, g-go ahead” Tom stutters, jordan letting out a distant chuckle and lifting his hand to cup your boob.

Tom is instantly fuming but he knows better not to do anything, or else a hard ass slap on the back of his head. Which is very unpleasant, to him that’s a fucking understatement. His face a bit red, trying to think of something else other then the obvious sight of another man cupping your boob and moving it around. He silently balls his hands when really all jordan wants is really to go is find the right size.

“Alright I think we’re gonna go for the medium size” he lets them go carefully, picking up the medium sized ring peircing that has a ball on the middle of them and moving it to a little tray before picking up a needle.

“Oh shit, I don’t think I was prepared for this” you whisper as Jordan laughs, picking up any other necessary tools for your perky nipples.

“It’s gonna be a little pinch alright?” He asks, grabbing a little achol wipe and brushing over them, the coldness making you jump and let out and crackly “oh!”

And no, it isn’t sexually, youre suprised form the contact.

“I feel like your lying, hold my hand” you reach out your hand for Thomas that he gladly accepts, you give him a smile and a reassuring squeeze.

He smiles and stares at Jordan’s covered hands as he grabs the tools that look like scissors, but not a sharp tip, just squeeze thingies.

The clips it to one of your nipples and you really, like really, AINT feelin that coldness, your back jolts and Tom laughs at you, making you glare at him.

“Alright this let this over with” Jordan mutters before putting the needle next to your nipple.

“1, 2-“ he pierces them, you wince and suck a hard breath, only squeezing Toms hand a little, before repeating the process again.

Tom hurries and lays, taking the keys from you and driving home.

When he got there, he wanted to rip your shirt off but you continuesly told him he can’t because they need to heal first, he pulled you in the house and shut the door, taking you to the couch reminding himself to lock the door later.

“Can I finally see them!” He smiles before looking at your white t-shirt, the loop sticking through the shirt.

“Yeah yeah Thomas, hold on” you softly pulled off your shirt and set it to the side, Thomas’s mouth falling agape and slightly drooling from your breasts falling on your stomach, a noise made in the process. He admired them and carefully played with them.

You both didn’t even notice the door open as Harrison enters with some KFC in his hand, quietly placing it on the kitchen counter as starting to walk to the livingroom wanting to scare the both of you, once he’s right there.

“Boo!” He scares the both of you, you turn around finding Harrison, his face beat red as he notices youre topless.

“Oi fuck off mate!” Tom scolds, using his hand to cup your breasts harshfuly.

You shriek in pain “OW! Thomas!” You slap his hand away, along it hirt only more as you almost sob in pain. You put your t-shirt back on as Harrison’s eyes are closed shut, leaning on the wall for support.

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Its been a while and they healed, Tom only falling more in love with them, knowing he can change them when he pleases.

Now for fun he nibbles on them, when you sit on that same couch and watch Disney channel he plops beside you, casually pulling out his phone before draping a leg over your lap and behind your back, him getting closer and reaching down to chew on them while he scrolls through Instagram as you wrap a arm around his hard and play with his hair, his favorite type of piercing on your nips is a steel barbell with marijuana flowers on the sides of them, it really complements your skin he always thinks but says “they make my teeth feel better”.

Your friends saying that they seen your t-shirt with a large wet spot around your nipples is normal is a understatement.

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➪ ᑭᖇᗴTTY ᑕOᒪOᖇᗴᗪ (coming soon)

~Summary~ Tom and Harrison need a little fun, they decide to go too a redwood party filled with raves. When he sees you he’s attached and keeps going, until he has to work again. Will he come back for you? Or will you remove the glitter from your personality?

~pairing~ celebrity!tom x black!female reader (free for all to read tho)

~warning~ smut, angst, pills, further more.

~includes~ picture of outfits and setting, first person for both POV

Parts

Chapter one.

Chapter two.

Chapter three.

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Hello everyone, I'm a 21 year old black woman, who has a white boyfriend. Both of our families have disowned us, and made us homeless because of our relationship. Everything was bad at first, but then we both got good jobs.

But here's where our lives turned for the worst. My boyfriend was working in a concrete plant, which you can inhale silica. He got sick with two kidney stones (that he hasn't passed), and two bumps on his lungs. So his job fired him. I lost my job when the virus hit really badly and there was a case of covid-19 at my job so I quit.

We lost our home, and we need help again. If anyone cares, or has a heart please help us. I'm so tired of being in this situation, I just want to have a home. I don't have any friends I can stay with or anything, and neither does him, and we only have a short amount of time before we are completely on the streets. Please help us. ♥️ If you are more comfortable with cash app, or venmo, here's my accounts.

Cash app: $BoobyPaint

Venmo: @joshandchanelle

Thank you for reading my post. Please reblog if you can't donate, I really need help getting the word out there. ♥️🙏

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ZC| Princess (zendaya Coleman)

Summary: you, zendaya and two others go to a beach, then an unespected happend.

Warning: LGBTQ+, semi public sex ig, a bit of fluff, anything else HMU

Today you and the rest of the Spider-Man crew are going swimming, well you Harrison, zendaya and Thomas. Well then not the whole cast, whatever.

You guys are currently in London on break, do people know you openly bi/lesbian? Yes, they guessed before you even told them. The way you are obsessed with Kehlani and Sarah Paulson, the way you listen to girls in red and bite your lips when you see a very fine, very fine woman.

Do you have a type? Not at all, just have to have a basic standards, and there’s a whole lot of babes in the sun.

“You’re such a lesbian” Tom chuckles as he hears you ramble about keke Palmer.

“Your such a boring heterosexual” you sigh and roll your eyes, Harrison and zendaya chuckling at your comment while you sit back in your seat in the back row next to zendaya while Harrison plays the same vibey Kendrick Lamar as we ride in the breeze.

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While Tom and Harrison got stuck trying to get surf boards me and zendaya set up, do You have a crush on her? Whaaaaaa? Nooooo. She’s your best friend, you literally do anything and everything together. You’ve been friends since the womb, LIKE LEGIT. She always asks you for some advice and things like that, we cuddle, she buys you dinner and roses, vice versa.

By the time you are done you are on your dark corner, well that’s what everyone else called it, you just liked to sit father away from people, luckily for you, you actually brought a book this time. You and zendaya decided to match a bit, she wore her yellow bathing suit while you wore a purple one, (the one on top) she picked it out of course.

“Would you get up! We need to enjoy ourselves before we get stuck taking pictures like Tom and Harrison!” Daya exclaims, ripping the book from your hands and taking your arm. You pout and put all your weight down making her struggle but continue to pull.

“You have a bony body, daya. Your not making any progress”

“S-shut up!” She struggles, continuing to pull as her feet get stuck in the sand, but that doesn’t stop her. So You let her win, You stand up making her fall, chuckling you say

“Last one there owes the other one a full cake!”

She groans while You run, which is something you cannot do. She digs her feet out of the sand and stands up, looking behind she sees that You’re facing her with my hands up, shrugging and walking to the water, turning around and a few steps away.

“Oh no you don’t!” She yells, running while you continue to walk. And just as you were about to step in the water, she pushes you to the side and leaps in.

You smack your lips and sigh, muttering and cursing her out while your arms are crossed and the water slapping against the side of your leg.

“I hate you”

“Oh you love me” she stands tall with her hands on her hips, smiling down at you.

“You forced me to go here and you can’t even let me win? What type-uh bullshit is that?” You look up and glare at her, finally standing and going deeper in the water, ignoring what she has to say.

You swish in the water and jump when You feel the sand in between your toes, scrunching your face up in disgust and shaking your feet. Then you feel thin arms around you and a chin on your shoulder, slightly feeling the material of this person's bathing suit on your Bear back.

“Are you mad at me?” She whispers against your neck.

“Are you gonna buy me a cake?” She only giggles and places her head in the crook of your neck.

“I’ll see what I can do, Y/n” she whispers, your back jolts from her hot breath.

“A-aye, don’t do that” you whisper, biting your lower lip. Did you guys flirt? Most definitely, but it’s that jokey-joke stuff. Not anything too serious, but this? This is different.

She bites your neck softly and presses her chest to your back.

“And what if I do?”

“I’m not having public sex, daya” you chuckle and roll your eyes, but placing your hands ontop of hers. “Stop flirting with me, I’m getting confused” You say, she cackles and let’s you go softly, she turns you around and grabs your hand.

“Well then get confused, princess” she winks and bites her lip, coming face to face with you, her eyes on yours and your lips hovering each other’s. “And stop talking about other women, I’m the only one you need. Babygirl” she mutters, her breath on your lips. And oh how much you wanted her lips on yours, but You didn’t have to.

She did it for you.

She smashes her lips against yours, having to put her head down some because she’s taller than you. You both hear Harrison and Thomas cheering from behind but you ignore them, her hands on your waist pulling you to her front, her hands lowering to your butt, doing a good squeeze and yours go around her neck.

“What the actual fuck?” You’re guessing one of her fans says, snapping a picture and you both pull away.

“So this is your way of saying you have feelings? Right?” You ask quietly, because to be honest you had no idea what that was.

“What else would it be for? Princess”

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i really enjoyed this

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me showing someone else my writing/art/etc.

what they’re actually like:

what my insecure, anxiety-riddled brain thinks they’re really like:

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