#badass oc

[astronova-00]

My take of the ‘Mudblood’ situation with my oc Eden. Lily is like a user and only takes what she wants (in this oneshot).

“ENOUGH!” She yelled as the Great Hall went silent. “I am sick and tired of hearing you apologise to her when she doesn’t want to hear it. Severus you are better than this.”

“But-“

“But nothing! Lily is being a bitch.”

“How dare you..!” Lily interrupted, as she got up from her seat next to James Potter and started to walk up to the black haired girl near the professor’s table. (Lily glared at her boyfriend to not do nor say anything and he angrily nodded his head).

“Shut up Lily! JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP FOR ONCE! Not everything is about fucking you!” Eden yelled as she glared into her second oldest friend’s green eyes.

“Do you know what he called me?” Lily asked as her face flushed with anger, finally they were talking about the incident that happened a few weeks ago.

“Do I know what happened? Yeah, I was there. Your little dick of a boyfriend hung Severus upside down and made him choke on fucking soap and the best fucking part? Stripped him naked in front of everyone! ISN’T THAT AWESOME? YOU KNOW WHAT’S EVEN GREATER?” Eden panted as she closed her hands into fists and stepped closer to Lily until their noses were barely touching, “You smiled. You smiled and laughed. Laughed like he wasn’t your best friend, like he was some laughing stock instead of helping him. You laughed as they stripped him and everyone saw his privates. You laughed as THE FUCKING MARAUDERS SEXUALLY ASSAULTED HIM IN FRONT OF EVERYONE!” She gestured widely with her arms and she grabbed the front of Lily’s red and yellow stripped vest.

“You smiled along the joke…smiled at the fact that it was Severus’ own spell that was used to have him up there in the sky. But you think it’s okay to break off with him because he called you a ‘Mudblood’? Breaking news, he’s a halfblood so the word applies to him too, to the three of us. But that doesn’t matter right? Now you have the perfect excuse to stop hanging around him, around us just because everyone told you to. You are such a bitch that you couldn’t stand the fact that you might not be in the spotlight unless you dropped the dead weight. You saw the opportunity to grab James Potter’s attention before he got bored of you. You disgust me Evans. Never fucking talk to Severus or I.”

Eden grabbed Severus’ hand and stormed out the Great Hall with a smile on her face and could hear the breath of relief behind her.

“Holy shit.”

Once they reached the stairs, the two turned to one another. “Holy shit indeed.”

“You are quite stupid and idiotic for doing that. Although I must say I appreciate it.” Severus thanked as they began to walk down them.

“Jesus Sev, it’s just me. You ain’t gotta put on the Queen Lizzie accent. And you dropped your little shy boy act.” Eden said with a cheeky smile as she punched Severus’ arm.

“It wasn’t a act, and no I must sound proper at all times. You sound like Tobias when you speak like that.” He rolled his eyes and casted them down.

“I don’t sound like no drunk.”

“Point proven.”

“…Shut up.”

The conversation died down as they walked down the dungeons and stopped upon the dorms’ entrance, “Alright smart guy, what’s the password?”

“Ferit aliquando anguis.” The door slid open and the pair made their way inside.

Inside was fairly empty with a few first years lingering around and chatting by the windows. The pair decided to take the warmest couch rarest away from the windows and sat together for a while.

“Thank you.”

“Anytime Sev.”

It wasn’t until later when dinner was over, and Narcissa (along with Barty, Evan, William, Bruce, and Regulus) came down to the common room, that the pair realised they forgot their bags.

[ligawolfcosplayandarts]

ASOIaF OC X Canon WIP

Am I only one who feels like if you draw ASOIAF anything you get this arty style specific to nearly all other ASOIAF artists?

Ngl I need get more references to Clegane's keep.

I actually wanted just to colour n shade and go to next in my drafts folder, but as someone who was art representative of school as child, perfectionism is forged in my brain too deep so here we are.

[gryfflepuffinthetardis]

Trauma Henderson Masterlist (Steve Harrington/Emilie Henderson)

Summary:

Emilie Henderson was damaged. Everyone knew what happened to her. Or at least, they knew enough. When she was thirteen she went camping with her father and they both went missing for nearly two weeks until Emilie was found barely alive with deep wounds from an unknown origin and her father was found with his eyes caved in and his bones cracked.

She was in a coma for thirteen weeks when she came back she had no memory of what happened. Doctors said the trauma was so great that the young girl blocked it out. But ever since then, she kept having nightmares of a place. Like this world but cold and dark. She lived with the Byers as she became friends with Jonathan and was like a daughter to Joyce until her brother and mother were able to move to Hawkins with her due to complications.

She's now known at the traumatized girl of Hawkins High with the freak brother, yet somehow she is Steve "The Hair" Harrington's best friend albeit their relationship has gotten rocky. She deals with normal things along with her nightmares and trauma-school, bullies, insecurities, and being in love with her best friend.

But when Will Byers goes missing and odd occurrences start happening, Emilie's memories start coming back.

Pre-Season One:

Prologue (Early to Mid September of 1979)

Season One/November 6, 1983 to December 12, 1983:

Season One Cast

Emilie Henderson 1983 Bio

The Vanishing of Will Byers (November 6 to November 7 of 1983)

The Weirdo On Maple Street (November 7 to November 8 of 1983)

Holly Jolly (November 8 to November 9 of 1983)

The Body (November 10 of 1983)

The Flea and the Acrobat (November 10 to November 11 of 1983)

The Monster (November 11 to November 12 of 1983)

The Bathtub (November 12 of 1983)

The Upside Down (November 12 to November 13 of 1983 + Epilogue taking place on December 12 of 1983)

Post Season One/Pre-Season Two

Season Two Prolouge: Summer of 1984

Season Two/October 29 to December 15 of 1984)

Season Two Cast

Emilie Henderson 1984 Bio

MADMAX (October 29 to October 30 of 1984)

Trick or Treat, Freak (October 31 of 1984)

The Pollywog (October 31 to November 1 of 1984)

Will the Wise (November 1 to November 2 of 1984)

Dig Dug (November 2 to November 3 of 1984)

The Spy (November 3 to November 4 of 1984)

The Lost Sister (November 3 to November 4 of 1984) ???

The Mind Flayer (November 4 to November 5 of 1984)

The Gate (November 5 of 1984 + Eplilogue taking place on December 25 of 1984)

Season Three/June 28 to Unspecified Time Between September or October of 1985)

Season Three Cast

Emilie Henderson 1985 Bio

Suzie, Do You Copy? (June 28 to June 29 of 1985)

The Mall Rats (June 30 of 1985)

The Case of the Missing Lifeguard (July 1 of 1985)

The Sauna Test (July 2 of 1985)

The Flayed (July 3 of 1985)

E Pluribus Unum (July 3 to July 4 of 1985)

The Bite (July 4 of 1985)

The Battle of Starcourt (July 4 to July 5 + Epilogue Taking Place on Unspecified Time in September or October of 1985)

Season Three Epilouge Flashback/Prologue: May to June of 1985: Camp Know-Where (Flashback)

Season Four/March 21 to March 29 of 1986)

Season Four Cast

Emilie Henderson 1986 Bio

The Hellfire Club (March 21 of 1986)

Vecna's Curse (March 21 to March 22 of 1985)

The Monster and the Superhero (March 22 to March 23 of 1986)

Dear Billy (March 23 to March 24 of 1986)

The Nina Project (March 24 to March 25 of 1986)

The Dive (March 25 to 26 of 1986)

The Massacure at Hawkins Lab (March 26 to March 27 of 1986)

Papa (March 27 of 1986)

The Piggyback (March 27 of 1986 + Epilogue Taking Place on March 29 of 1986)

Season Five (Rumored to Air in Late 2025 or early 2026; Time Jump Length Currently Unknown)

[skelevall]

a hoonter must hoont

[roadwanderer]

save me chinese stealth armor… chinese stealth armor save me…

[dogontwolegs]

wulf the wolf

[arcxus-of-altihex]

Ruan ref!! Or well, I wanted to revamp his design for 2024 so here he is.

[szynkaaa]

my girl cries stardust

or that one time the Destined One was starstruck (literally?)

in my head this is after the Destined One and my OC have been traveling for a while and now and established a good form of communication too despite the Destined One being silent. He noticed that she never allows her herself to cry in front of him, figured it might be because she didn't want people to see her cry. And then something something happened where she reached her limit and broke down. Seeing her cry was simultaneouslythe most beautiful and heartbreaking thing he has seen.

[notapradagurl7]

My Favorite Star.

Black Fem! Reader x Joey Bada$$ as Unique/KadeemPornstar!

Summary: On a regular Friday after work before waiting for one of his latest videos, your neighbor Kadeem brought you a package until you found out that your fine ass neighbor was your favorite porn star, Unique. You decided to spend time with him.

A/N: it’s been a minute since I wrote about Joey, enjoy! don't forget to leave comments, likes and reblogs are welcome to support, drop a request if you like, they're always open!

WC: 4433k.

Warnings: dirty talk, smoking weed, praise, orgasm denial, fingering, use of AAVE, cussing, use of the n-word, rough sex, choking kink, protected sex, consensual for both parties, exhibitionist kink, AU where Unique is in the modern day world, PWP, pet names.

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@playgurlxoxo @naj-ay444

@becauseimswagman1 @beenathembo @brattyfics

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@nahimjustfeelingit-writes @nayaesworld @ovohanna24

@novahreign @writingsbytee @avoidthings @kimuzostar @slippinninque @keyera-jackson @theblacklewinsky

@euphorichappiness10 @life-in-the-slut-house @caashmoneynae @siqueth @miguelspvssy @liatreads @kaylaahisthebestest-

@uniqueoutlierblog

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@westside-rot @mymindisneverhere

@mind-somewhere-else

@kindofaintrovert

@lady-olive-oil @23jammy @musicisme333 @saturnville @enchantedillumination @mogul93 @theereina @uzumaki-rebellion @blyffe @hotmessexpress94 @fakxmbj @kumkaniudaku @ranikyani @mama-2001

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It was a typical Friday night, the kind where the world outside felt like a distant echo while you nestled into your cozy apartment with a bag of snacks and a comfy pink blanket in your bedroom. The smell of something sweet and lavender wafted in the room.

The flickering light from your TV danced across the four on your brown skin as you scrolled through your favorite adult site, your heart racing with anticipation for the latest video featuring Unique.

Your freshly two-strand twisted locs hung in front of your face, your fingers carefully pulled out the black rubber bands.

The black screen with red trims displayed a white loading icon that was frustrating, while the message read, "New video arriving soon—don’t miss out on UniqueDaDon!”

With a deep sigh, your face contorted in frustration as you rolled your eyes, the weight of impatience settling heavily in you. Your thumb angrily swiped up the screen, dismissing the page with a flick that felt almost like a release.

You shut your phone off and tossed it onto the pillow, the device landing with a soft thud, mirroring your exasperation.

Where was Unique? Your favorite porn star, Friday, Wednesday and Monday nights before 11pm were his usual scheduling time on the adult site. He was never late either, this was new.

A sudden yet alarming knock on your door jolted you back to reality. You glanced at the time—11 PM. Who the hell could it be?

Your heart raced for a different reason now, but as the doorbell chimed, your phone's camera revealed Kadeem's familiar face. You sighed in relief, putting down the gun that had been your recent purchase.

“Y/N, you've got a package! It’s a crockpot, right?” His voice was teasing, laced with that signature charm that made your heart flutter.

Damn it. They accidentally sent your purple crockpot to him. That was the last time you ordered anything online without double-checking the delivery address.

“Uh, yeah! Just, uh, some... new cooking material for my collection!” You called back, trying to play it cool, but the heat creeping up your cheeks gave you away.

You opened the door, your heart racing as you took in his appearance. He wore a black tee, paired with sweatpants. and those dark brown eyes of his sparkled under the orange hallway lights.

Kadeem chuckled, his laughter deep and rich, echoing through the thin walls between your apartments. “Cookin’ material, huh? What’chu cooking tonight?” he teased, leaning against the doorframe, his arms crossed casually.

“Maybe some beef stew this time, hopefully it turns out good, not too soft, if not, i'll just order take out,” You replied with a nod.

“I always smell something good from your apartment, I know you're good at what you do,” He said, smiling a bit.

He resided directly opposite you in the upscale, five-story apartment complex located in the suburbs, where both of you occupied units on the first floor. This location suited you due to your job at the nearby library, which provided a tranquil environment.

Kadeem resided in apartment 102 while you were in apartment 101; the building was quiet and uneventful, mostly occupied by residents or college students who minded their own business.

You tried to play it cool, but the heat creeping up your cheeks betrayed you. “Uh, thanks for bringing it over,” you said, trying to sound casual.

He leaned against the doorframe, his hands stuffed in his pockets. “You know I got you, Y/N. Just doin’ my neighborly duties,” he replied, stepping a little closer. He leaned casually against the doorframe, the air thick with unspoken tension.

“So, what you into these days? Besides, ya know, cookin’?” His gaze dropped to your box, and you felt your heart skip a beat, knowing he couldn't see the website you had been on.

You smirk, trying to deflect. “Oh, you know, just the usual. Binge-watching, and the occasional art pieces of mine.” You shot back, trying to keep it light-hearted, but the heat of the moment was palpable.

You wanted to be done with this conversation quickly before you missed a notification, pursuing your lips. Especially testing out your new crockpot.

“Well, thanks again Kadeem, I'll be sure to let know you if I need to smoke weed,” You quickly said, eyeing him up and down.

“Anytime, Y/N,” Kadeem replied back, as he walked away from the door and toward his apartment door.

“Bye Kadeem,” You sang playfully with a smile, waving back to him before closing the door.

He sold marijuana to nearby residents while working as a full-time adult film actor to cover his expenses, on a reputable black-owned porn site that strictly filtered out unsavory characters, minimized ads.

He exclusively showcased black women or curvy black women in his content. In their mid-twenties and some older, in their early thirties. From this very neighborhood.

His work wasn't much vanilla, nor too many hardcore videos, if there was a fantasy from the woman then Unique would fulfill it. He was always at the top row of the home page, verified with five stars.

After work, you would smoke weed with him since he was your plug, chatting about your day, and you always made a point to pay him. However, Kadeem consistently reminded you that it was free of charge.

Your heart raced as you clicked on the notification, the familiar thrill coursing through you.

“Oh shit, I can’t be late,” you whispered quickly, grabbing your phone with ease.

You ran inside of your bedroom and grabbed your laptop, putting it on the charger, you flipped the light switch and the darkness filled the room.

You snuggled into the blankets of your bed to get comfy, grabbing your earbuds and plugged it in your phone below, the timer on the adult site went to 10 seconds, as the logo of the website flickered on the black ink screen.

“Five…four…three…” You mumbled under your breath, your eyes glued to the screen.

“Now Unique wants to post on time, huh?” You sang lowly but smirked a bit, biting down on your lip.

The intro music softly faded in and out, and suddenly there he was Unique displaying that signature smirk that made your stomach flip. You felt a rush of heat flood your cheeks. Good thing this video wasn't recent either.

The video began with Kadeem showed off that signature smirking, lying down at the front of his bed with his hands behind his head, a smirk on his face and while the black woman with the same dark brown complexion as him, crawled toward him with the dim light of the room that felt as intimate as your own.

Your mouth went agape once the video faded out, and you quickly came to a sudden realization, the same man who was your plug, lived across from you was your favorite porn star? How the hell did you not see that?

His hands adorned gripped her throat, momentarily constricting her airflow, eliciting a soft harsh gasp from the woman, passing the condom to him, her hands rested on the headboard as he lifted her and settled down onto his dick. She began riding him with a steady pace.

“Faster, you pretty slut,”

His eyes flickered back to the camera with a playfully glint as if he was looking at you through the screen, letting low groan from the warmth of her walls gripping his dick tightly, “Talk to me, baby. Tell me how good you’re feeling,”

Every moan, grunt, thrust spurred you on, the ache in your stomach made you squirm underneath the blankets, and your tiny whimper left your lips.

“Lord, help me,” you whispered, sinking deeper into the pillow as you tried to ignore the ache building inside you.

You knew you shouldn’t be watching this, especially when you had just seen him a few moments ago, but here you were, it felt all too real. Your breath hitched and panted heavily.

And then he did that one thing you liked, talking to the wrong through her climax.

“There you go, let me have it,”

Once the video was over and swiped up to exit, you quickly ran toward the bathroom and accidentally knocked over your small dresser, the thud noise echoed through the walls. You screamed out loudly.

“Shit, all this fucking time, it was him,” You mumbled to yourself, wondering how you did not see it.

You were still bewildered by the fact that it was really him, and you imagined how it would feel to be in her place, to have those hands on you, to feel that body against yours. That friction with him.

Just then, the doorbell rang again, pulling you from your reverie. You cursed out loud, but curiosity got the better of you. You cleaned up mess, and threw the glass in the trash. “Who the fuck could it be now?”

You quickly paused the video and tossed your phone aside, throwing on a hoodie to cover up as you made your way to the door, your heart racing once again.

“Y/N, you good in there? I heard you scream and a loud thud. You alright?” Kadeem’s voice echoed through the door, concern lacing his tone.

“Yeah, just uh...tripped over something! I’m good!” you called back, trying to sound nonchalant, but the slight tremor in your voice betrayed your nerves.

“Alright, just checking on you,” he replied, and you could hear the concern in his voice. “You know I’m just across the hall if you need anything. Like...you know, a good smoke or a good meal.”

You chuckled awkwardly, feeling the heat rise to your cheeks again, but it wasn’t just from embarrassment anymore. It was that undeniable attraction you felt toward him, mixed with the knowledge of what he did for a living, that sent your heart racing.

You stood at the door, then opened it revealing Kadeem there. Still dressed in the same attire, while you exhaled a blissful sigh. “Actually, I don't feel like cooking tonight, I could use a good meal,”

“Dinner is on me, I got you. What do you want to eat?” Kadeem asked in a warm tone, his eyes on you, you felt the heat rush in your cheeks again.

“I'll just take some wings and fries, my drink can be a fruit punch, ranch on the side too by the way,” You added, batting your eyelashes at him.

“Done,” he said, pulling out his phone, scrolling through the DoorDash app, typing in the food, the drinks and the sauce.

“While we wait, can I ask you something Kadeem?” you said softly, your tone a bit nervous yet steady. You walked over to the light purple couch with him, you took a seat on the left side.

He looked up from his plate, his eyes flickered back to you, while he gently plopped onto the couch beside you, “Of course you can, what’s on your mind?”

You hesitated briefly, but the moment felt right. “So, um… this might sound a bit weird, but I’ve been watching a lot of your content online. Like, you know, Unique? Your videos? I’m a fan.”

“You’re a fan of my videos?” he asked in a soft tone like he was surprised a bit. His body shifted toward you and his knees brushed against yours.

“Yeah, you’re good at what you do,”

Kadeem smiled at what you said to him, “I appreciate that, but you know, I could tell you were a fan. Your comments always stood out, they were always so funny, and clever,”

Your heart raced as you processed his words, feeling exposed yet thrilled. “So you’ve been watching me watch you?” you teased, your voice playful despite the heat washing over you.

“Can you blame me? You’re kinda hard to miss. Cute as hell, smart, sexy, funny, beautiful, always with that smile,” he replied, leaning back against the couch, as he flashed that charming grin. “And trust me, I’ve got fantasies of my own about you.”

You swallowed hard, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. “Are you serious?” you asked, trying to keep your voice steady, but the way he looked at you made it hard to concentrate.

“Let’s just say, I’ve imagined what it’d be like to have you in many positions,” he said, his voice low and smooth, sending shivers down your spine.

Kadeem had a crush on you, and those feelings surpassed into something deeper, but your imagination did run wild.

“I've had a few of the same.” You could hardly believe the words spilling from his mouth, it made your heart race.

“But honestly, I’d rather just have you all to myself, no cameras,” he admitted, his tone shifting to something more intimate.

You tried to speak but the words caught in your throat. You weren’t sure how to respond.

“Tell me what you want, Y/N. Don’t hold back,” he replied, his voice a tempting whisper.

“No cameras. Just us, I want it to be real, you know?” you confirmed, your voice steady with sudden confidence.

Kadeem’s expression softened, a genuine smile spreading across his face. “I like the sound of that.”

You took a deep breath, the weight of his question hanging in the air. “So you want me to fuck you Y/N?” he asked you with a smile on his face.

You nodded nervously yet spoke up, “Yes, I do. But fuck me like you hate me yet you can't resist me, spank my ass, gently choke me, praise but without the word good girl, and edging, give me some direction, like that rough edge in your videos,”

“I can definitely do that. But I’ll make sure it’s all about your pleasure too. I want to know what makes you feel good but just say no when you want to stop” he mused, nodding at you.

Before you could respond, the doorbell rang again, breaking the moment. You shot him an apologetic smile and jumped up, He rushed to the door.

As Kadeem opened it, the delivery driver stood there with the food, the aroma of garlic parmesan wings and fries wafting in, making your stomach growl. You couldn't wait to eat.

“Perfect timing!” you exclaimed, he grabbed the bags from the driver and tipping him generously before closing the door. He hurried back to the couch, where you were already eyeing the spread eagerly.

He placed the bags on the brown polished coffee table, hissed from the heat touching your skin.

“So you like garlic parmesan?” he asked, opening the containers to reveal the steaming wings and crispy fries, each accompanied by little cups of ranch.

“I like what I like, so how have you been?” you replied, your heart still racing from the earlier conversation as you settled back next to him, the food between you both.

“I’ve been good, this is the kind of night I can get behind—good food, good company,” he replied with a smile, picking up a wing and taking a bite, savoring the flavor.

You laughed softly, feeling the playful energy between you both. “And you enjoy my company?” you suggested, dipping a fry in ranch and offering it to him.

“Absolutely,” he replied, leaning in to take the fry from your fingers, his lips brushing against your fingers. The simple action sent a thrill through you, igniting the chemistry that simmered beneath the surface.

After your food was finished, thrown in the trash and both of you washed your washes your hands, you grabbed his hands and led him to your bedroom, nudging the door open to the room that was neat. The walls were painted a soft lilac, a comforting hue.

Thankfully you did some spring cleaning this morning, so the vibrant floral sheets and candles gave the room a cozy feel. The smell of fresh linen and lavender filled the air.

The bed was in the middle of your bedroom, with the dresser in the corner and a small bookshelf beside it overflowing with novels and trinkets collected over the years. The vibe Kadeem got from it was one of warmth and personality.

“Nice place you got here,” he remarked, taking in the surroundings with appreciation. He stood in the middle of the room with his

“Thank you, I try to keep it comfortable and inviting," you replied with a grateful smile. Was this man trying to steal your secrets on interior decorating, or was he just being polite?

You grabbed a condom from the dresser and passed it to him. “Will it fit you?” you asked him, a teasing glint in your eye, though your voice carried a hint of genuine curiosity as well.

"Trust me, it’ll fit," he said with a wink, taking off his shirt while unwrapping the condom and tossing it onto the bed. "Now, you ready for this?"

Your eyes almost sparkled with lust as you nodded, you felt the lust building up inside. His dark brown skin was beautiful, and his chest was toned, each muscle defined under the soft glow of the candles.

“More than ready,” you breathed, your heart racing in rhythm with the pounding of your pulse. You tugged at the edge of your shirt, pulling it over your head to reveal your breasts.

After taking off your shorts and panties, you wiped your sweaty hands on the towel you had used before tossing it into the hamper. You were so damn nervous but took a few breaths to keep your cool.

You bent over onto the bed and wiggled your ass at Kadeem, he responds by giving it a rough smack, you stifled a moan while he towers over you.

With that, you pushed him gently back onto the bed, the soft mattress cradling you as he hovered over you. His chain dangling in your face and kissed your lips again, pulling down his sweatpants and boxers, his dick was thick and hung near his thigh. That was a monster.

“Damn,” you mumbled to yourself, your jaw hung low. You were damn speechless for the first time but you swallowed quickly.

“Like what’chu see beautiful?” Kadeem asked with a grin, flipping the light switch, the darkness filled the room but he turned on the other light switch to dim.

It wasn’t too dark in the room but just enough light to see both of you, he kneeled onto the bed and hovered over you again.

You almost covered your face until he grabbed them, your cheeks heating again like a blushing bride getting ready for her wedding day, “Don't hide that pretty face from me,” he added.

He stepped closer, his hands framing your face as he leaned in to capture your lips in a heated kiss. You melted into him, the soft pressure of his mouth against yours made you moan.

Your legs spread open for him, his eyes on your pussy then flickered back to you, his fingers gently fingered your pussy, you gasped softly, “Shit, no teasing, Kadeem please…” you whimpered biting your lip, he definitely wanted to do that first.

He chuckled darkly at your quick reply, his mouth wrapped around your nipple and kept pumping his fingers in and out of you at a tortuous, fast pace. He loved every moment of his, the faces you made and the way your moans echoed through the walls, alerting the residents Kadeem fucking you good.

Your essence spread all over the bedsheets, driving you wild in pleasure. “Fuck..m-more,” you babbled softly, moving your hips to his fingers. Kadeem smirked at you while picking up the pace. You were a wet whimpering mess, legs shaking as he watched you break apart underneath him.

“Fuck Kadeem, just like that!” You reached for him desperately, when his fingers curled up inside you with reckless abandon, your back arched and your hands clutched his shoulders.

His hand grasped and kissed your breasts, releasing your wrists while your hands rested on his neck. His mouth sucked your nipple and his fingers kept that pace, “You better not cum till I say so,” he said with his voice raised an octave.

“Ohh…fuck! Fuck! Kadeem!” You moaned again, catching the faint squeaks from your bed as you scoot away, “No runnin’ from me, that’s the rule,” he replied as he grabbed your wrists again. All you could was scream loudly in pleasure from his other finger pinching your clit again.

“I-i need y-your d-dick, Kadeem,” You lamented in between sentences, feeling that familiar knot tightening in your stomach, his lips slotting against yours, your mouth parted for a scream of pleasure. That had his dick harden from you.

His tongue explored your mouth and twirled with yours. swapping spit in the deep kiss and leaving a spit chain as he pulled away from you. you were so tired of the damn teasing, your hands squirming in his clutch.

“Look at you, all lost in it,” Kadeem spoke up, feeling the pleasure from you, the heat raised, his thumb swiveling onto your clit and essence pooling around his finger.

“That feels too good!”

You were betrayed by your pussy, every thrust of his finger made your body scoot across the bed and you shifted and turned, and your skin began to heat up. You essence gushed onto his fingers, he stopped immediately and withdrew his fingers from your pussy. You couldn't help what body knew what to do, he released your wrists and spanked your ass roughly.

“What did I say? You don't listen…” Kadeem barked at you, his nose rubbed against yours.

Your chest rose and fell as you took a moment to compose yourself after nodding at him. You clenched the bedsheets while he enveloped your body, directing his thick dick towards your wet entrance.

His half-lidded eyes watches how your mouth parted for a slut like moan when he shoved himself inside you, pleading the man to fuck you harder. Bullying his dick deep inside to fit every inch, fulfills that craving of friction. “Already so fucking wet-damn..” he muttered.

"Kadeem, you're soo big,” You trailed off after a plethora of moans, he knew that you were speechless and only answered with a wild moan or two. Kneading your other breast while giving long, deep strokes that go dizzy and dumb, He likes this side of you, the way your body responds to him. He was definitely gonna make you his.

"You’re mine,” He whispered in your ear, digging deeper into you again as he watched himself go in and out effortlessly, your wetness coating his dick like a blanket. He wanted to get every drop, he moaned at the sight.

He brought his body closer to yours, your arms wrapped around his neck and his thrusts went sporadic, the gold chain touched your collarbone and you shook from the cold metal, “M-mine, you're all mine,” you trailed off

Nails scratching relentlessly onto his back with every ruthless thrust, Kadeem kept grunting and raspily moaning from that, he was spurred on from the way you bounced under him to your moans, this was better than his video, you were finally filled up to the brim by him. “Keep scratching me up pretty girl, I'll fuck you harder,” he groaned lowly.

The sounds of skin slapping against skin and your breathless moans, echoing off the walls as you saw the colors of the room blurring from your tear-filled eyes. As if the room was spinning, the bed creaked from the movement from when he picked up the pace again, thrusting deeper and harder, pushing you closer and closer to the edge. “That’s my girl, you’re doing so good, baby,”

“That’s it, let it build. You can do it,” he encouraged, his voice a low growl that resonated within you.You felt your swollen pussy clench around his dick tighter. “Let me cum, Kadeem,”

“You can cum now,”

With that, you came undone immediately. Your essence left a big mess on his dick and bedding, He followed suit by filling you up and you screamed loudly, the soft glow of the lights casting light onto your bodies. Kadeem collapsed beside you.

“You good?” he asked in concern with his eyes flickering toward you, you nodded weakly. “I'll run you a hot bath,”

“Damn girl, you’re something else,” Kadeem panted lowly, looking at you while kissing your lips.

“I can definitely say that same thing about you, baby,” You chuckled lightly.

He picked you up and carried you into the bathroom, running a hot bath for you while he gently settled you into the foamy bath, sighing in bliss at the touch of the warm water on your skin. He pulled up his sweatpants, then crouched near the tub. He looked like he had something on his mind.

“Can I take you out for a date?”

You smiled at the man and nodded in agreement, bringing your legs close to your chest and wrapping your arms around them. “I’d like that, you remember what’s my favorite place?” you asked him, heat in your cheeks.

“Yeah, that Italian restaurant around the corner. I can pick you up around 8? This weekend?” he asked you with a gentle tone, smiling at you.

“I’d like that,” You replied with a warm smile. Feeling that warm fuzzy feeling in your stomach. This was a great Friday night, now he was all yours.

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[kabewski]

GUN WITCH FOREVER

[killsworthss]

Can’t stop and won’t stop my delulu

You can do it with vidu studio or lumalabs

Have fun loves 🤭🤍

[monstatron]

BIG BOSS LADY

( obasi is a woman and butch lesbian that uses she/her & he/him ! )

some doodles of obasi with her coat, though admittedly, as impressive as her style is, her coat is like a shadow that still cascades her…

some additional yap about this is in the thread under the cut + bonus backstory doodle 🦍

mind my very incorrect grammar here lol

dubaku never wanted to be a parent, he enjoyed the illusion of parenthood, but after he lost gabi (obasi's mother), he realized how little he truly cared for family. much like how he raised obasi, he was raised to see family as something dangerous and draining, a chore more than love. so when obasi was born all he could think of was the blood he would shed for her that he did not want to shed. dubaku never wanted to be a father.

he didn’t want the life of a crime lord and he most certainly did not want a child to go along with it. he knew that in raising obasi, he would have no choice but to work until he died, so he chose to be miserable. he chose to hurt his daughter. he chose to make obasi feel all that pain and anguish in every neglectful action towards her.

obasi loathed dubaku as much and he loathed her, and in the end, she did not loathe him as much as she thought. in the end, dubaku is still her father and a part of her wants to love him, and that’s why she wears his coat when she grows older. his coat is the last semblance of some kind of love that vanished the moment she was thrust into his shadow.

deep down i think there’s still a child in obasi that wanted to see dubaku as her father and not a role to follow, she wanted to love him as family and not loathe him for the successful crime leader that he was. she wanted to carve her own path but had no choice but to follow his. and now, by the time the events of the main story happen, she’s about the same age her father was when he was murdered, and she’s filled the shoes she was destined to fill. but at what cost?

obasi’s coat is ultimately symbolic of the hatred, neglect, and pure malice that shaped her childhood. it represents how she is so deeply tethered to an instinctive love of her family but simultaneously, a boundless hate.

she wears her father’s coat like she wears her past upon her shoulders.

anyway im just tweaking over my own oc lore huzzah

[buggleboos]

shoutout to Miska's awesome family

[draw-the-squad-like-this]

Draw your squad like this

[henneseyhoe]

What A Woman Wants; Fun

JoeyBada$$ X BLACK!FEM!Reader

WARNINGS: Basically pwp, Strangers sex(don’t be her, this is crazy lmao), Mentions of intoxication (the reg shit), Daddy kink(surprise, surprise), Public sex, Bathroom sex(kinda?), No protection (WRAP IT BEFORE YA SMACK IT), Dirty talk cause yeah, Unedited (girl im tired, sorry)

SUMMARY: What’s the point of going out if you can’t have fun?

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She honestly had no business being out this late, especially downtown. But, she was a sucker for pretty lights and good music, she needed an excuse to wear a sexy dress with heels way too tall and she wanted to score free drinks, which she successfully did with the bat of her long eyelashes, successfully pulling in anyone that looked her way like a cheetah ready to pounce on its prey.

One of them were for sure to be her victim tonight, and she knew exactly who by the time she was sipsy and on the dance floor.

Bodies crowded all around her, moving to the beats of soca and dancehall music bumping through speakers loud enough to almost damage hearing. The air was nearly polluted with weed smoke.

All she focused on was moving her hips to the rhythm and giving the man behind her a show better than he had seen in all his years of living even if it was just a simple whine of her waist, she was gonna make it look as sexy as it could be as her mini dress rode up the cup of her ass with every swirl. She didn’t care.

“No panties?”

He asks as his hands trail up the front of her thighs, breath warm against the neck he had riddled hickeys on seconds ago. His voice was deep, a new york accent prevalent all throughout that made her pussy scream fuck me till the sun up, or at least till I tell you to fuck off.

She shakes her head slowly and licks her lips, her crimped curls falling into her face as she continued to whine up against him, pulling him closer behind her by the back of his neck.

He didn’t even have to ask, really. He knew the feeling of pussy in his lap when he felt it, clothed or not.

“I was hoping later tonight i’d get this dress ripped off and fucked like I deserved to be”

He let out a low moan from her forwardness, his heart skipping a beat behind his rib cage and his hands gripping hard on her waist to help control the fluidness of her movements. She could just feel his hard dick against her ass, twitching underneath the restricting true religion jeans at each word she devilishly spoke to him.

As they danced, there were moans leaving their mouths that only they could hear, thumping in her core that only she could feel. His breathing against her ear had her hot with arousal, a large hand with fingers decorated with jewelry coming up to wrap around her throat and grip to keep her grinding just in the right place. She whimpers softly as her dancing stutters, the girl feeling a nudge at her entrance from his erection.

“Keep doing that shit imma have to fuck you right in the middle of this club, ma” He spoke against her ear again, pressing harder against her. Without any other thought, she nodded needly as if he had asked her instead, earning a smack to her ass that would have made her almost stumble forward if it wasn’t for him holding her back against his chest.

“Outside. Now”

There was bass in his voice, just enough to make her quickly break away from him to follow instructions.

He watched every single step, her dress repeating rolling up the curve of her ass on each click of the six inchers her feet were screaming to get out of, but she would just have to ignore it for the night. Making it to the bathroom in the heels wasn’t even the hard part, it was actually staying up right in them when getting pounded standing up.

Fucking in a bathroom hallway wasn’t ideal, but they couldn’t wait to get to her apartment, his, or even his car.

One leg lifted and held up on his shoulder with her back against a wall, his hands gripped onto her waist to keep her in place as her hands grabbed a hold of his biceps. Thank god for flexibility gained by her stretching that morning.

She heard the sound of his chains clanking against his chest and felt the cold material of them against her leg with every movement in, the feeling of cool metal on her skin being just enough to add onto her pleasure.

“Give it to me!”

She begged breathlessly and he gladly obliged, slightly bending his knees to hit that secret spot that had her toes curling into her shoes. At any point anyone could walk out and see them. See her bent and surrendering to him. He wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Say my name, ma”

She didn’t even know the niggas name, but her immediate response was—

“DADDY!”

And he happily accepted it. The tip of his dick effortlessly found her gspot in no time and he wasted nothing to continue to press up against it, leaving her a babbling mess. It was like he had broken free a dam, pussy responding to his beck and call by soaking him and pulling him deeper.

He curses under his breath, praising her on how good she was taking him with no prep beforehand.

“You’re so fucking deep!”

Her tummy swirled when she felt the tip of him sit at the button of her belly button, her eyes widening.

“That’s how you like it, right? Lemme know, baby, I wanna make this pussy get right”

He moans, his lips brushing against hers just before he pecks them once to get his fix.

“Yes! Yes! Fuck!”

He made her forget she had free will to cover her mouth as she did truly wonder about the volume of her voice right now even with music playing, but she was too caught up in the strokes he was delivering, a sudden slow swirl of his hips to reposition himself followed by a hard press into her that filled her to the brim taking all of her breath away. He could listen to her whimpering like that for hours.

“I know, baby, I know. Let that shit out, I wanna feel that pussy cum for me”

He encouraged her, a lopsided grin growing on his face as he watched her completely lose it. He himself couldn’t even contain a manageable volume, but he also didn’t care like she did. He was gonna make his noise regardless. Let her know that pussy was good.

“When we done imma need that number, ma. You call me whenever, aight?” He spoke in between doing his damage, his eyes now focusing on where they met.

She moans in agreement since that was all she could really do without her voice breaking. He understood because he could feel the choking squeeze of her walls, her cream sticking to his balls and making the clapping sound way more apparent. He could feel that ribbon in his lower stomach slowly, but surely begin to tighten and his love sounds started to get more fluent.

“Pretty ass face, good fuckin’ pussy. You deserved some dick tonight, ma”

“You hear that shit? Wet ass pussy”

“Let daddy get you that nut, baby, wet that dick up”

The sounds of his deep voice set off throbbing in her clit and she only needed one more thing to push her over the edge again, and he supplied exactly what was needed.

He looks into her eyes with intention to break her and lets go of one side of her hip, bringing his thumb to her mouth and allowing her to suck. She did so proudly, bobbing her head and humming out moans until he pulled out and pressed the pad of his thumb against her aching clit, rubbing small circles.

“Oh- Oh shit! I’m-“

She shuttered before her knee buckled and her head flew back, thankfully a few inches away from a wall so she didn’t hurt herself. He caught her and made sure she stayed up right, still playing with her clit as his hips bucked and stuttered in sync with hers, his own release triggered by the tightening of her warm walls. There was no pulling out from then, He would have just had to make sure he bought her a pill the next morning.

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💌~ i deadass can’t tell if i like this or not and it’s bugging me 💀 hopefully yall fw it tho. Had to go back to my roots with an og rq cause nobody like answering me apparently! (apart from the two babes that did, love yall down <3)

[mimi0mizu]

damn forgot abt tumblr- anyway drew rouge for ace’s bday cuz i dont like him ♥︎