Yall, This Month Is Gon Be When I Die.

Yall, this month is gon be when i die.

travis scott, the weeknd and sza..are collabing…i’m

why are you so nice😩😪♥️

I was tagged by the loml @sunsetarreaga to post 6 selfies of myself! 🧩🖤

i tag anyone who wants to do itt💕

(yo i have zero pictures smiling in my gallery but i swear im a happy bub)✌🏼

Bro, when Brandon said “yo, do you have a lighter on you?” I swear my heart dropped to my stomach and then i got heated👀🥵😩

for @mindofposiedon cuz I never go back on my words, I got chu boo. also, better late than never right?♥️

inspired by this picture: https://70sarreaga.tumblr.com/post/184123046581/this-picture-tho

“RACE YOU TO THE TRAMPOLINE!” you yelled giggling, taking off quickly before B could even process your words and catch up. “LAST ONE WHO GETS THERE WASHES THE DISHES TONIGHT.”

Eyes widening, he instantly ran after you laughing, not surprised at your childish antics, “HEY, THAT’S NOT FAIR BABE.” Turning around to stick your tongue at him, you stumbled, surprised at seeing him so close to you. Taking advantage of the momentary distraction, Brandon leaned down and grabbed you around the legs, throwing you over his shoulder. “You should know better than to play dirty, baby girl,” he clicked his tongue, simultaneously pinching your left butt cheek as he kept walking.

Still feeling playful, you started jerking around and pinching his bare skin in hopes of him putting you down. Instead of putting you down though, he just gripped your thigh harder, silently warning you to stop. You ignored the warning and kept annoying him further by starting to tickle him. You instantly stopped once you heard his tone turn dark and mischievous, knowing what followed once he used this voice. “Okay then, just remember you asked for it.”

Abruptly stopping, he roughly grabbed you waist and threw you inside the trampoline, climbing after you.

“B, I know what you are thinking, but remember the guys are inside” you quietly reminded him, the previous fire you felt travelling downwards uncontrollably. Quirking his eyebrow, his eyes roam up and down your body, a slow smirk forming on his lips.

“Well, don’t make any loud noises then.”

Feeling challenged by what he said, you hooked your leg around his waist and flipped the both of you, straddling his waist with a triumphant and dangerous smile sporting your face, eyes glinting with a cheeky excitement that he could recognize.

“Baby what are you doi—“ he gasped loudly, taken by surprised at the sudden pressure pushed right on top of his crotch. You bit your lip as you continued grinding against him, trailing your fingernail lightly down the side of his neck, grazing his nipple as you continued down his skin. As you did so, B fisted his hands in order to suppress his groans.

Amused by his reaction, you leaned down and started slowly sucking and nibbling the side of his neck, feeling how his adam’s apple bobbled at the sensations, his stubble scratching your temple at times. Nipping his sweet spot sharply, he arched his back lightly, a loud moan escaping his wet lips.

“Shh baby, don’t make loud noises, remember?”

YALL NEVERMIND THE QUALITY, LOOK AT HOW HAPPY HE IS MAKING MUSIC IM SOBBING OMG IM SO PROUD AND HAPPY😪💖😩💕♥️🥰♥️🥰💞🤩

I find Brandon hustling and working seriously about producing music so attractive about him💀🖤