Episode 1: first appearance
BGK
5 years ago
—————Jay: you ready bey?
:let's go get em
I smiled as our hands and heads pressed together.
Jay: you got this! And I'll be right here waiting for you when you come back.
:k
I walked to the lift and stood on waiting to be lifted up. I exhaled letting all the doubts and fear go as I heard the beat start. Once I was lifted I stood in my pose hearing the crowd scream and feeling their lights. Today's the day.
Feeling myself music starts
Yo, B, they ready
Let's go
Feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my
Feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my, feelin' myFeelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my
Feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myNicki: I'm with some hood girls lookin' back at it
And a good girl in my tax bracket
Got a black card that'll let Saks have it
These Chanel bags is a bad habit
I-I do balls, Dal Mavericks
My Maybach, black matted
never left but I'm back at it
And I'm feelin' myself, jack rabbit
Feelin' myself, back off
'Cause I'm feelin' myself, jack off
He be thinking about me when he whack off
Wax on? (Wax off)
Na-na-national anthem, hats off
Then I curve that like a bad toss
Lemme get a number two, with some Mac sauce
"On The Run Tour, " with my mask offFlawless Instrumental begins
:I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my
Feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my.... Is that Yoncé, oh Yoncé in that lingerie
On that chardonnay, it's gonna touch down like a runway I'm Texas forever like Bombay, and I'm redboned yo I been like John Jay, I'm camo to these hoes These thots can't clock me nowadays
You wish I was your pound cake Boy you know I look good as hm wish I was your babymomma
And we could go around and get some good karma, but no! Of course sometimes ish go down When it's a billion dollars on an elevator gah d*mnnn!I wake up looking this good
And I wouldn't change it if I could
(If I could, if I, if I, could)
And you can say what you want
I'm the s- (what you want I'm the s-)
I'm the I'm the I'm the
I want everyone to feel like this, tonightttttNicki: like MJ doctor, they killing me
Propofol, I know they hope I fall
But tell 'em winning is my mother uh protocol
'Cause I score before I ever throw the ball
These washed up and ain't no soap involved, uh
It's every hood dream, fantasizing about Nicki and Bey Curved valicious, cookie served delicious
Mayday mayday, earth to
Slap these hoes on they like we birthing, uh
The queen of rap, slayin with queen Bey
If you ain't on the team, you playin' for team D:put ya hands together
Nicki: Cause we A-listers, we paid sisters
This watch right here done faced blizzards
I confess, I woke up like this
All this drank in my cup like this
All this on that flawless dick
Instagram another flawless pic
Flawless city with these flawless titties
I got all these hundreds, you got all them fifties
I'm with some flawless because they be mobbin' pretty
'Cause they just love bad that be on they grizzly
Throw that back I be on my frisbee
Princess cut diamonds on my Disney
He want monster Nicki in Sri Lanka
I told 'em meet me at the trump, Ivanka
I said come here let me show you how this cookie tastes
This that yea eat the cookie faceThe crowd cheered I held back my smile because it was time for the stare off. We looked each other up and down, usually any other night we would hug but this time we kissed. As good as it felt I was so nervous what the world would think. To my surprise they started screaming ever louder making me smile.
Bey: thank you
I did my little bow before me and Nicki walked off stage together. All of my crew and family were cheering when we came back. My babies came attacking me with hugs and my family giving me a conforming look.
Since me and Jay divorced I feel like I been walking on eggshells with the whole world but now I can finally be free. It was definitely a big transition for the kids and I but luckily me and jay been stopped liking each other so it was a mutual agreement, we were just friends coparenting at this point. Me and Onika on the other hand been dating for a year or so now and it's been really nice honestly. The only problems we've had is going public. She literally lives on the internet, I'm sure the barbz know what she's doing every second of the day. That's just not for me, the hive gets it. I do my job and they do theirs. They know that I love them tho and I show them love whenever I see them. I just don't think they need to know what I'm doing every second of the day. That sh*t is weird.
Once we got in the car I put my feet up and laid my head on Nika. When paparazzi came up to the window with their camera and lights I just simply buried my head into Nika.
"Mm you're so warm" I love lying on her.
She rubbed my head.
"How do you think tonight went?"
"Good"
"What do you think everyone gonna say"
"Who cares I'm happy and you're hot"
She chuckled.
"Mkay" she placed a kiss on my head.
Fifteen minutes later we arrived to the hotel and of course there was a bunch of fans and paparazzi waiting on us.
"Beyonce! Nicki!"
"How does coming out feel!?"
"Did you cheat on your husband with Nicki Minaj!?"
"Beyonce I love youuu" a fan smiled.
I stopped for her and her only, I could always tell the difference between fans and n*ggas who just want something juicy for their blog.
"Hii beautiful" I smiled.
"Omgg hiii I love you so much!"
"I love youu" I took a picture with her making her go crazy.
Then I continued in the hotel. A bunch of pap started screaming for my attention but I simply ignored them. When we got in our room we took a shower together, ordered pizza, and had nasty sex. That's what I loved about being gay, we can literally f*ck each other's brains out then hang out like friends. I can definitely get use to this.
A/N 💗 this is just an introduction the next chapters will be better and longer
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Coparenting!
HumorBlack Sitcom of the life of famous celebrity Beyonce trying to coparent with her ex husband Jay Z and her current wife Onika.