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I started this blog 5 years ago and I’ve made some of the most amazing mutuals and I love y’all soo much!! Thanks for rocking with ya girl for five years 😊😊🥹🥹🥹
Yay!!!
Happy 5 years my love! 💕 and I’m so happy that I found you/your blog!
🥂to another 5 years(hopefully more!)
Daveed huffed as he wiped the cookie crumbs off the bed, he’s been meaning to talk to you about it. Daniel must be leaving crumbs behind after he’s in their room. There’s always seems to be a trail of crumbs on his side of the bed when he gets back home from work. The only ones home right now are you and Daniel, with you and Daveed having just moved from New York to LA, the two of you were still looking for a preschool for Daniel during that time he stayed home with you.
You shuffled into the bedroom, having just entered your ninth month of pregnancy; you were taking a break from working after just ending your run with Hadestown as Persephone three months ago. Now that you and Daveed made the move to LA you were looking to get into more screen acting roles.
“Who keeps leaving these crumbs?”
“Huh, crumbs?”
“There’s always crumbs on my side of the bed. I’m not mad it’s just every day.”
“It must be Daniel; he likes to sit on your side when you’re gone.”
You groaned as you climbed into the king-sized bed.
“Oh, my bad, babe.” Daveed grabbed your hand and helped you onto the bed.
“It’s fine,” You huffed out of breath.
“I’m so ready for this baby to come out. I’m so tired, you know I had to sit down on the steps midway. My feet are so swollen. I can’t fit any of my shoes.” You mumbled Daveed smirked as he moved to the end of the bed and started to massage your feet.
“I can get you new shoes.”
“That’s not the problem, with Daniel I barely gained any weight with this one I look like a—" You moaned aloud when Daveed massaged a pressure point on your foot.
“Feel good?”
“Mhmm,”
“Let me put one in my mouth.” Daveed joked, you giggled and tried pulling your feet away.
“Stop! We’re gonna wake up Daniel!” The two of you talked about your day. Daveed filled you in Season 3 of Blindspotting and the switch from STARZ to Apple TV. You talked about your meeting with Shonda Rhimes, there’s been talks of you joining Bridgerton for the next season. Daveed kept messaging your feet until he heard a soft snore. He tucked you into the bed and kissed your forehead before going to sleep himself.
Daveed heard chewing and assumed it was their new puppy Rocky, but he knew for sure that he put Rocky in his cage for the night. He sat up to inspect and accidentally leaned on to a bag of Toll House cookies on the bed.
“Babe!” You froze mid bite hoping that Daveed was talking in his sleep.
“Babe, I see you. You the one eating cookies in bed?”
“Hmm?”
“Hmm, you heard me. You lied on your own son.” You sighed as you sat up, the cookie still in your mouth.
“I can’t help it; your baby has me craving sweets. I’ve never had a sweet tooth before.”
“My baby?”
“Yes, your baby that you put in me.”
“Oh, the one you begged me to. ‘Leave it in Daveed! I want it! I want it!’” Daveed said jokingly mocking you.
“Be quiet!” You said slapping your husband on the chest. “I usually sit on your side because I miss you.”
“Aww!” Daveed teased pulling you in his arms.
“See, this is why I didn’t want to tell you. Let me go.”
“No, it’s sweet.” Daveed landed a wet kiss on your forehead making you groan aloud.
“I’ll make sure to get rid of my evidence. Next time.”
“Hmm, can I at least get a cookie?”
“Hell no, these are mine.”
You sat in Daveed’s embrace, listening to his heartbeat. Sitting in a content silence.
“What if she’s still breech?” You asked softly, at your last appointment, the doctor was worried that your baby hasn’t rotated yet. Daveed sighed heavily and held you closer wanting nothing more than to ease your mind of that possibility.
“If she’s still breech, then we have our other plan. We’ll do the C-Section and have a healthy baby girl. If not then, we have our original birth plan and have a healthy baby girl. Either way, we’ll be delivering a healthy baby girl. Okay?”
“Okay.” Daveed kissed the top of your head you sighed contently, ready to fall asleep.
“Let me put just one toe in my mouth.”
“Daveed, shut the fuck up and go to sleep.”
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Aww!
My favorite little family ❤️
And Reader know she ain’t right! Trying to blame the crumbs on Daniel 😂
Super cute! Love it!!!❤️
Hey! I love your writing so much can you do a Snowpiercer fic? 👀👀👀 Andre and Reader used to be a couple instead of him and Zarah
1,001 Cars
Rating: M 18+ Minors DNI
Paring: Andre Layton x OFC Black!Reader (Paige Knight)
Summary: Paige and Andre see each other for the first time in years.
1,001 cars wasn’t long enough. It’s been four years since Paige has seen Andre. She didn’t even want to be on this God forsaken train but Andre insisted and back then she did any and everything for him. Well, now it was her turn to be selfish and fuck anyone who had a problem with it.
She was probably the most hated person in the Tail behind Wilford, but she did what she had to do. A decent job in Third Class was enough for the two of them, it was far from the glamours lifestyle in First or even Second Class, but her small restaurant was better than fighting for small scrapes in the Tail that wasn’t what she imagined for them.
Paige remembers the day clearly when they heard there was an opening in Third Class cooking. This was it. Their chance out of the Tail. Or at least she thought, when she told Andre of the news she hoped he would be excited to get ahead even if it’s just a little bit. Andre immediately shut her down, told her it was betraying the Tail and everything they stood for to leave it all behind.
“You really want me to turn my back on everyone back here. Just for some funky ass job in Third? Come the fuck on Paige.” Andre whispered loudly, so as not to wake the other Tailies trying to get their rest.
“We’re not turning our back, we—talked about starting a family before all this train shit. I don’t want to have a child in the Tail. I don’t want them growing up like this. What’s wrong with giving a child a better life?”
Andre sighed heavily, “We’re not leaving, not when we’re so close to this rebellion.” Now it was Paige’s turn to sigh
“Come on Andre, you’d rather risk your life for a rebellion than to better ourselves. First, it’s Third Class and then maybe I can finally get a teaching job in Second Class, and you can convince them to give you a job, you used to be a detective.” Paige pleaded, desperately wanting Andre to see her point of view. “Hot food, a shower, God knows how long it’s been since we’ve had good food.”
“You’d give up everything we’ve stood for, for food?” Andre asked, disappointed
“Andre, I’m tired. I didn’t even want to get on this fucking train, but you promised me that we’d get good tickets and look at us. Eating God damn rats!”
“Shush!” Someone whispered loudly
“We’re not leaving, end of discussion.”
“That’s it?”
“We’re on the brink of something here Paige, we can change how this train is run. Just believe in it, us, me. Change is coming to the train. I promise.”
Exhausted with the conversation, Paige merely nodded her head. There was nothing else to talk about.
“Do what you need to do, Andre.”
With that Andre kissed Paige before turning over to go to sleep. That would be the last time she would feel Andre’s lips on hers.
Paige can still hear the insults and the feel the judging eyes on her as she made her last walk in the Tail of the train to move to the Third Class. She remembers Andre not even saying goodbye to her or even being within eyesight. Paige held her head high despite the insults thrown at her, not even giving them a second glance, she left with Ruth forever leaving the Tail behind or at least she thought.
What started off as a job in Third Class led her to teaching the children of the Second Class. Paige started tutoring some children when she closed the restaurant in Third and word traveled that Paige would host weekly sessions with the children. Word moved throughout the train, and she was offered a job in the school which she graciously took. Paige missed being in the classroom, she was a second-grade teacher before Snowpiercer and is what she originally applied for when Andre suggested they get tickets for the train.
Life was going well for Paige until tragedy hit Second Class. A coworker of hers was found dead in her cabin and her right arm frozen solid. Paige found her body when she opened the school that day. She instantly knew there was foul play involved and immediately went to the police.
Paige was supposed to be interviewed by the new train detective after the school day. She had been on edge since finding the body, who could’ve done such a thing and why? Is this what Andre was talking about? The sound of knocks rapping against the door sliding open pulled Paige out of her thoughts. She straightened out her clothes and slide the door open, not prepared to the man standing on the other side.
“Paige Knight?”
“Um, yes.”
“I’m Bess Till and this is Detective Andre Layton. We have a few questions to ask about the death of Ciara Young.”
“Please, come in.” Paige couldn’t bear to look Andre in the eyes. The past couple of years haven’t been kind to him, she could see it all on his face.
“So, here’s how this is gonna go. Detective Layton is going to ask you some question and you’re going to answer those questions truthfully.” Paige nodded, not trusting herself to speak.
“Great, I’ll be standing outside the door while Detective Layton conducts his interview.” Till removes the handcuffs off Andre’s wrist, before giving him a stern glance and leaving Paige’s suite.
“So, this is what selling out gets you.” Andre lamented as he rubbed his sore wrists.
“Just ask me your questions so you can get back and tell everyone how much of a traitor I am. I’m sure, Josie will love to hear that.”
“And what’s that supposed to mean?”
“Whatever you want it to.”
“Let’s just cut to the chase, when was the last time you saw the victim—”
“Ciara, her name was Ciara Lane.” Andre looked up and saw that she was struggling to hold back tears.
“Sorry. When was the last time you saw Ciara alive?”
“Yesterday evening, we were having drinks in my suite and she left around 11:00 at night.”
“Was she intoxicated?”
“No, we only had two glasses of wine. We’re teachers, it takes more than two glasses to get us drunk.”
“Did she mention anyone else when she was leaving. Did she give any indication that she wasn’t going back to her suite.”
“No,” Paige answered quickly which Andre noticed but decided to leave it alone...for now.
“So, when did you find her?”
“Around 7:30 in the morning. We usually walk together, but she wasn’t in her suite. So I assumed she got an early start, that’s not uncommon. I can in her classroom there she was at her desk…strangled and her arm had been frozen and cut off.” Andre frowned.
“I would like to ask more questions but let’s go to your suite. Since that was the last place you saw her.” Andre suggested
Paige frowned, Andre motioned to the corner of the room where a security camera was watching and listening carefully.
“Okay, we’ve canceled school for the week, we need to find a new teacher. Do you need to ask permission or…?”
“I’ll handle it.” At that moment, Till entered the classroom.
“Finished?”
“I would like to visit Ms. Knight’s suite, as it was the last known location of the victim.”
“Very well,” Till roughly handcuffed Andre, Paige growing angry at the way she was treating Andre.
“I think they’re tight enough.” Till gave Paige a sarcastic tight-lipped smile. It was a silent walk from the classroom to Paige’s Second-Class suite. Upon entering the room, Andre could smell lemongrass. Paige’s favorite scent, he remembered her apartment always smelling like lemongrass.
“I know all about your history with Mr. Layton here. So don’t try any funny business.” Till said before stepping out of the suite.
“No one’s been in here since the murder, right?” Andre asked, searching her living space.
“No, not that I know of. What are you looking for?”
“Anything that could point me to where Ciara might’ve gone.” Andre noticed an outplace vase on the mantle.
“Have you always had that?”
“Hmm, I’ve never noticed it, no I don’t remember getting that.” Andre grabbed the glass case and found a microphone inside.
“What the fuck—” Andre held up a finger to his lips, signaling her to not speak.
“Can I get some water please?”
“Sure,” Paige quickly poured Andre a glass of water he then put the microphone in the glass.
“Someone’s been listening to your conversations. Do you have any idea why?”
“No, I don’t all I do is go to work and come home.”
“Withholding information can land you in serious trouble. Who knows what fucked up ways they have of making you talk. If you know something you gotta tell me.” Paige sighed as she plopped down on the sofa.
“Ciara was talking about a Rebellion; she had a contact in Third Class. I told her to be careful,” She lamented.
“What happened the last time you saw her?”
“She came over after school and she was talking about the Rebellion finally starting. She said she was getting notes at her door…warnings. She was going to meet her contact in Third and I told her to be careful, there are eyes and ears everywhere. I begged her to stay the night, said she would be fine. When she left a man was waiting for her outside, her contact from the Third class.”
“Did you get his name?”
“Cole. Cole Peterson. That was the last time I saw her.” Andre could see the sadness on her face and couldn’t help but feel bad for her.
“I promise Paige, I’m gonna find her killer and make sure that she gets justice.” Before Paige could answer, the door burst open.
“Ma’am you can’t go in there.”
“Ma’am I told you I’m dropping her daughter off.” A girl no more than three years old, came running into the room. A head full of curls bouncing with each movement.
“Mommy!” the girl said, launching herself into Paige’s arms.
“What happened?” Paige asked looking at the woman.
“She got sick and then I went by your classroom…” while the woman whom Andre assumed to be a daycare worked explained the situation all he could do was stare at the young child and realize how much she looked like him. She couldn’t be, could she? It’s been almost four years since he’s seen Paige, this little girl could very well be his daughter.
“Mommy, who’s that?” The little girl asked, Andre locked eyes with Paige, one question on his mind. Knowing what thought loomed in his head, Paige nodded in confirmation.
“Thanks for bringing her home,” Paige said to the daycare worker.
“No problem, let me know how she’s feeling.” Once again they were alone, the tension in the air thick.
“Mommy, who is that?”
“He’s your Daddy. Andre, meet your daughter, Aaliyah.”
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Ok, this was like legit better than the show!
Especially the little surprise at the end 😲
Definitely wasn’t expecting that! But I loved it!!!
I GOT A FUCKING RAISE THE POTATO WORKED WTF
This potato works. Every. Fucking. Time.
I would enjoy some good luck from the potato.
I need some luck right now, so all hail the Lucky Potato. Do your magic, Potato. I respect you so much I am capitalizing the “P” in Potato.
Might as well. I always could use a bit of luck
Can you do a head cannon on Collin meeting Zan for the first time?
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Aww! That was so cute! 💕
I love that Zan got straight to business! He said, forget you being scared, I got questions and need answers my dude! Lol
And them playing with the dinosaurs together 😍
Love it!
Pairing: Rafael Casal x OFC Black!Reader (Maya Smith) x Daveed Diggs Rating: M 18+ MINORS DNI strong language, drug usage, SMUT unprotected sex, public sex, spanking, fingering, dirty talk, voyeurism, exhibitionism, double penetration, edging, overstimulation, slight dacryphilia, daddy kink, sir kink, oral m/f receiving, dom/sub. FILTH Summary: Rafael and Reader invite Daveed to their bedroom Word Count: 1.8K Requested: YES! From this Anon ask, y’all this was literally the first request when I opened my asks again. At first, I was like
Then I was like
Maya sat in the green room scrolling on her phone, the clippng concert had just ended, and she managed to escape backstage to wait for her boyfriend of five years. Maya was deliberate in picking what she chose to wear tonight and she received the exact reaction she was hoping for. Maya wore this out specifically for Rafael. She decided against standing near the front of the crowd, as that would be too obvious, so she opted to stand in the middle, center stage right in Rafael’s eyesight when he would be on stage with Daveed.
She could still recall the moment when his eyes met hers during the concert and the look he gave her when he saw what she was wearing. It sent shivers throughout her body, she bit her lip in anticipation of their plans tonight. She could feel the arousal between her thighs the whole concert. The door opened and Maya looked up from her spot hoping to see Rafael but it was Daveed. He was still sweaty, and shirtless, from the concert.
“You always manage to lose your shirt during a concert Diggs.” Maya teased a smirk on her face. Maya and Daveed always participated in playful flirting when they were around each other, ever since Rafa introduced the two of them, it was harmless…well at least on Daveed’s end.
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Source • @ johntanstyling DAVEED + THE KELLY CLARKSON SHOW + AMIRI. DAVEED is a guest on today (4.20.2023) episode of THE KELLY CLARKSON SHOW promoting Season 2 of STARZ’s BLINDSPOTTING. DAVEED is wearing a blue repeat sweater, trouser and off-white MA1 sneakers, all by AMIRI by MIKE AMIRI (SS2023). Styling by DAVEED and @ johntanstyling
Done brought me out of hibernation 😳😩😂
Won’t he do it?!!!?!!!
Source • @ johntanstyling DAVEED + THE KELLY CLARKSON SHOW + AMIRI. DAVEED is a guest on today (4.20.2023) episode of THE KELLY CLARKSON SHOW promoting Season 2 of STARZ’s BLINDSPOTTING. DAVEED is wearing a blue repeat sweater, trouser and off-white MA1 sneakers, all by AMIRI by MIKE AMIRI (SS2023). Styling by DAVEED and @ johntanstyling
Done brought me out of hibernation 😳😩😂
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OMG! I love it! Especially reader tryna be slick 😂
So freakin cute! 🥰💕💕💕
Pairing: Daveed Diggs x OFC Black!Reader (Tierra Wright)
Chapter Rating: 18+ M for strong language throughout, implied smut, and dubious non-con
Series Rating: M for language, sexual situations, masturbation, alcohol, and drug use. 18+ MINORS DNI
Chapter Summary: Tierra's relationship with Shaun starts to affect her personal life.
Word Count: 2.6K
Dividers by: @firefly-graphics
“What do you mean we can’t break up? It’s not even fucking real!” Tierra exclaimed to her manager
“Look as soon as you guys dropped the song, we submitted it to the Grammys and you guys are on the shortlist. So, you two break up now and you can kiss the Grammys goodbye.” Julie explained Tierra rolled her eyes she hasn’t talked to Shaun since that night at the club and she doesn’t plan on talking to him anytime soon.
“Julie, promise me that after all of this is done, we can ‘break up’?”
“Maybe, we’ll talk about it when the time comes.” Tierra scoffed not satisfied with that answer but decided to drop it, she didn't want to keep beating a dead horse.
“Fine, what’s next on the agenda?” Tierra pressed, ready to leave this meeting
“Uh don’t forget the music video shoot for the song is tomorrow you need to be on set by 6:00 AM. Also, we need you to vlog the video shoot I got you a partnership with Neutrogena.”
“Julie, when were you gonna say something? I don’t even use Neutrogena.”
“I just told you, didn’t I?” Tierra scoffed in annoyance
“Also, this morning we just got word from the VMA’s they want you guys to perform the song this weekend. Taylor Swift dropped out and they needed a replacement.”
“So, I’m a second option?”
“Tierra you lucky you’re even an option at all. If you weren’t dating Shaun no one would want you on their stage and that’s the truth.” Julie said harshly
“Wow,” Tierra scoffed
“Tierra, that’s not what I meant.” Tierra ignored Julie as she gathered her things “Tierra! Come on,”
“I have to do some reshoots for black-ish. I’ll see you at the video shoot tomorrow.”
Yay! So excited to see an update for this story! And you of course, did not disappoint!
However, me and Shaun/Marvin bout to square up! I’m sick of his shit!
I’m curious to see who Tierra was trying to call, and why the number isn’t available
Great read!!!!
Lee Bodecker x black!female reader
Warnings: 18+ only!!! Contains: smut, racism, reverse racism (?), disapproving parents, wedding, pregnancy, toddler, office sex, semi public sex, daddy kink, I hope that’s it
Please don’t copy or repost my work, thanks! Plagiarism is rude
Comments, likes, and reblogs are always appreciated ☺️
9k words
“Here you go. ‘Dinosaurs and mammals of the Jurassic Period’,” you recite as you hand the book to the little girl eager to learn more about the newest school subject. You can’t help but smile as she rushes off to a table by the window.
“Ma’am, I’m afraid I’ve lost my book,” a familiar voice drawls from behind you.
“Well, sheriff, the penalty is a $2 fine,” you smile, tucking away a couple books from the go back rack. You know good and well he hasn’t checked out a book since he was a boy.
“Is there any other way to pay that back?” Lee asks wrapping his strong arms around your waist from behind. You giggle as his nose brushes against your ear only for him to whisper, “Maybe I can eat you out for a couple of hours. Would that make me even?”
I love this so, so much! So happy to read a sequel to one of my favorite stories. And it was well worth the wait! I just love Caramel & Lee together.
I was so disappointed in her parents though! I’m not surprised of their reaction, given the time, but the lack of support is really sad for her. Hopefully they’ve changed their attitudes and are a part of the babies lives. Either way, it’s great that she’s got Lee! With a man that supportive, she doesn’t need to be bothered with anyone that’s got an issue with her or her family!
Love their love ❤️ love their family❤️ love it all❤️ such a great read!
I’m celebrating it by celebrating you! I want to thank everyone who got me 400 followers by giving you a week of fics! Some stand alone, some sequels, some that have been asked for, and my favorite, some no one asked for 😈
This September 18th to 24th, I’ll be posting a new fic everyday!
Please stop by, spread the word, drop your predictions in the bucket, and please don’t hesitate to send me a line. I’m always willing to write some blurbs and drabbles. Follow the tag #Nar’s400FollowerBirthdayCelebration to stay up to date
September 18th: Caramel Part II - Lee Bodecker x black reader
September 19th: Luna - a/b/o au alpha!Steve Rogers x black reader
September 20th: Phone Sex - The Boys Next Door universe Stucky x black reader
September 21st: Let’s Get Married - a/b/o au Foxy universe sigma!Bucky Barnes x black reader
September 22nd: -unknown-
September 23rd: Happy Birthday Mr. America - Sam Wilson x black reader
September 24th: -unknown-
(I still have a lot of writing to do 😅)
Just tagging some of the wonderful people I’ve met along the way and have the pleasure of calling friends 🥹
And I am sooooo excited for Caramel part 2! My fave story of yours!
I’m celebrating it by celebrating you! I want to thank everyone who got me 400 followers by giving you a week of fics! Some stand alone, some sequels, some that have been asked for, and my favorite, some no one asked for 😈
This September 18th to 24th, I’ll be posting a new fic everyday!
Please stop by, spread the word, drop your predictions in the bucket, and please don’t hesitate to send me a line. I’m always willing to write some blurbs and drabbles. Follow the tag #Nar’s400FollowerBirthdayCelebration to stay up to date
September 18th: Caramel Part II - Lee Bodecker x black reader
September 19th: Luna - a/b/o au alpha!Steve Rogers x black reader
September 20th: Phone Sex - The Boys Next Door universe Stucky x black reader
September 21st: Let’s Get Married - a/b/o au Foxy universe sigma!Bucky Barnes x black reader
September 22nd: -unknown-
September 23rd: Happy Birthday Mr. America - Sam Wilson x black reader
September 24th: -unknown-
(I still have a lot of writing to do 😅)
Just tagging some of the wonderful people I’ve met along the way and have the pleasure of calling friends 🥹
Happy birthday my love!❤️❤️❤️ I hope you had the most amazing day, because you definitely deserve it!!!!
5: Soother
18+
A depraved group of wealthy individuals own the penthouse in which you live, as well as the rights to your body. You're their very own shared mistress, and practically a human sex doll for when they need a break from their jobs and families.
You always know what Mr. Barnes needs, more than he knows himself.
Content Warning: Scientist!Bucky x Sex Worker!Reader, mature themes, adultery, smut, underwater sex, daddy kink, fluff, soft dom!bucky, creampie, aftercare.
Bucky Barnes is the only one of your owners with a regular schedule. He visits the penthouse on the last Friday of every month, without fail.
Usually, he lets you know in advance what he wants, but today, he's given you barely any indication. Nevertheless, you could hear the dejection in his voice over the phone earlier and you know he needs some soothing tonight, so you've decided to give him most favorite view in the world when you open the door for him.
Soapy tits.
I love Bucky and reader together! You can tell that they really do love each other. Such a sweet relationship! ❤️
Not sure why I’m seeing this so late…but I really needed this today! Thank you so much my love! 💕💕💕
Just in case
Sheeeeeid
I need all the luck I can get
Stop being mean to yourself.
You’re tired.
Not weak.
You’re burned out.
Not incapable.
You’re past your limits.
Not a waste of space.
Be gentle with yourself.
