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[axailslink]

Them with daughters

Something quick because drill has taken over most of my life this weekend.

Shuri Udaku

Shuri's daughter is not spoiled at all; she was raised to be smart, beautiful and independent she does not brag about her wealth.

Rosalie Otterbourne

Rosalie's child is sheltered as fuck because Rosalie doesn't want her to experience what she has and she's also spoiled rotten. Gets whatever she wants.

Riri Williams

Riri's daughter is decked out I mean all of her money goes to her daughter and it shows because the baby has her own bonnet and everything clothes are organized, clean and fashionable.

Jamie Harrison

Loves children never thought she'd have her own. Does everything in her power to make sure her baby girl has whatever she wants because her folks gone.

Scotty (Vivienne Scott)

This is all new territory for her but she would try her best and she makes sure she knows everyone from her mother to Dean.

[shurishoe]

Prompt lists

Bc why not

Ps.My cousin made this bc she said I was too boring 😒🙄

Characters: Shuri, Riri, Jamie, Scotty, Peter, T’Challa, Erik, M’Baku.

(Learning when it comes to guys)

Smut

(learning)

“The only way you’re getting off is on my thigh.”

“You make a sound and it’s game over.”

“No touching.”

“Does that feel good?”

“Let’s take this outside.”

“We’ll have to make it quick.”

“You’re such a tease.”

“Choke me.”

“Are you just gonna stare?”

“Please, please let me come.”

“If you want it, beg for it.”

“Don’t stop.”

“Come sit on my lap.”

“God, you look good.”

“I could really use a fuck right now.”

“We can take a quick shower.”

“Someone’s happy to see me.”

“Are you sure you want to do this in the car?”

“Don’t come until I tell you to.”

“Where are your manners?”

“Louder.”

“I bet you want me pretty bad right now, huh?”

“Are we really gonna do this in public?”

“I’ve been thinking about doing this all day.”

“You’ve got too many clothes on.”

“Have you been good?”

“I want you so badly.”

“I can’t wait any longer.”

“Someone’s gonna hear you.”

Fluff

“I just cant see myself ever living without you.”

“If there was ever anybody meant for me, it’s you.”

“The closest thing to love at first sight I’ve ever experienced happened when I first laid eyes on you.”

“I didn’t believe in soulmates until I met you.”

“Did you just tell the person I was gonna go out with that we’re dating?”

“You owe me a kiss.”

“Go with me?” “Only if you hold my hand.”

“I’d feel much better if you’d let me walk you home.”

“If I asked you to stay, would you?”

“You make me feel alive. For the first time ever, I feel like I can breathe.”

“I’ve never felt this way before, and truthfully it scares me. But, the idea of never trying scares me even more.”

“You’re telling me you believe in love at first sight?” “I’m starting too.”

“I promised to love you forever, and that is a promise I intend to keep.”

“Is that my shirt?” “You mean our shirt?”

“You give me a reason to be better, to do better.”

"All I’ve ever wanted was a place to belong. Somewhere I could call home. And you gave me that. Because you are my home.”

“They don’t compare to you. No one does.”

“I thought I had the worst luck, until I met you.”

“No matter how much time we’ve spent apart, I never stopped loving you.”

“I could see the worst parts of you and still think you are the most beautiful person I’ve met.”

“I think I’m in love with you.”

“You brought me breakfast?” “Well you said you always forget to eat before you go to work, so I thought I’d make sure you ate something.”

“Everything feels right when you are with me.”

“I don’t care what others say, I want to be with you and that’s all that matters to me.”

“You bought me flowers?” “Yeah, well I noticed you’d seemed kinda down, so I wanted to cheer you up.”

“I’ll be damned if anyone makes you feel like you aren’t worthy of being loved.”

“I wasn’t sure what love really felt like until I met you.”

“You owe me.” “I owe you $20 not a day of pretending to be your boy/girl-friend to get your parents off you’re back.”

“I can braid your hair for you- I mean, only if you want.”

“Maybe if you stopped staring at them and actually talked to them, you might have a chance.”

“You said you wouldn’t fall in love with me.” “I lied.”

“I want you. All of you, and not just halfheartedly, but wholly. And maybe that’s selfish, but I don’t care.”

“Can you stay? Just for tonight, please. I don’t want to be alone with my thoughts.” “'l’ll stay for as long as you need.”

“You are my family.”

“We’ve been by each other’s sides for years, you think I’m gonna leave now?”

“Take my jacket, I don’t want you catching a cold.”

“I’d wait a thousand lifetimes for you, because you are worth waiting for. So when you are ready. I’ll be right here.”

“I will never stop fighting for you. I will never stop protecting you.”

“I can’t stop thinking about you. No matter how hard I try, you’re always on my mind”

“Don’t go on that date.” “Why?” “You know why.” “Say it.”

“Can I kiss you?”

“I don’t want you to die for me, I want you to live for me.”

“I can’t remember the last time I laughed like this.”

“How long have you had this planned?” “Since the moment I fell in love with you.”

“You came all the way here for me?”

“Why are you staring at me?” “Because I think you’re beautiful.”

“I think I’m falling in love with you.” “I think I’m okay with that.”

“What are you doing here?” “I wanted to see if you were okay.”

“The world gets a little brighter when your around.”

“They say we wont last.” “Then lets prove them wrong.”

Angst

(love that sad shit)

“All I’ve ever wanted is for you to see me.”

“When did you stop loving me?”

“Just please open your eyes.”

“Wake up. You have to wake up. Please. For me.”

“Just please, don’t leave me.”

“When was the last time you said you loved me, and meant it?”

“Why does everyone always leave?”

“It hurts so much. Why does it hurt so much? I just want it to stop.”

“Forget it. Just like you forget everything else.”

“I never ask for help because I’m not sure I know how.”

“It’s alright to feel broken every once and a while. And it’s alright to take time to heal.”

“I feel like I’m falling apart.”

“What is it about me that isn’t good enough?”

“I wish I was brave.”

“Whats the point in trying if only one of us is willing to?”

“You almost died and you’re making jokes?”

“I’m scared.”

“I don’t need you to tell me who I am!”

“I don’t miss you. I miss us.”

“I thought I’d never see you again.”

“I can’t lose you.” “You already did.”

“Don’t look at me like that.” “Like what?” “Like you still love me.”

“Will you even miss me at all?”

‘“You weren’t there…why weren’t you there? I needed you! I needed you! And you weren’t there!”

“I would give up everything for the chance to hear your laugh again. To see you smile. To see you happy.“

“If I never see you again, just know that I love you so, so much.”

“All I wanted was a happy ending.”

"Whatever you do, don’t let go.”

“You don’t have to hide your tears from me.”

“What happened to their happily ever after?” “Not all love stories get a happily ever after, sometimes it’s just once upon a time.”

“You said we’d be together forever, but I guess forever really isn’t that long.”

“I’m not leaving you here.”

“You left without saying goodbye.”

“For once in your life, do what you want! Be selfish!”

“Being strong doesn’t mean never asking for help or admitting you’re in pain.”

“Whatever you do, do not turn around.”

“No matter what they made you think, you are worth saving. You are worth loving.”

“You said you wouldn’t leave, and then you did.”

“I’m a fool for believing you meant what you said.”

“For what it’s worth, I never gave up on you.”

“You are not your past.”

“Don’t look at me like that.”

“This is the third time you’ve broken a promise to me, I’m starting to think you are doing it on purpose.”

“Whatever you do, do not close your eyes.”

“I know you’re tired, but you have to stay awake.”

“I’ll come back for you, I promise.”

“You would risk letting all those people die for one person? Why?” “Because it’s not just one person…it’s you.”

“I’m just tired of being tired.”

“Whatever you do, do not make a sound.”

“I always said I’d die for you.” “I didn’t think you meant literally.”

Random

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone screw something up that fast before.”

“I’ve never told you that before.”

“You come here often?” “Well, I work here. So I think I’d have to say ‘yes’.”

“At least it couldn’t get any worse.” “I really wish you hadn’t said that.”

“I’m too sober for this.” “You don’t even drink.” “Maybe I should start.”

“I’m telling you, I’m haunted.”

“You couldn’t handle me even if i came with instructions.”

“Wake me up when it’s over.”

“Next problem… we might die.“

"Where have you been all my life?” “Hiding from you”

“I think… everyone deserves a chance to prove themselves.”

"Abort mission, I repeat abort mission.” “What? Abort what mission? All you were doing was introducing yourself to your neighbor?” “Yeah, and they’re too attractive. I can never speak to them again.”

“At least I kept my promise.”

“I saw you looking at it last time we were in the store together, so I got it for you.”

“…Did you just sniff me?”

“I hope you find it someday.” “Find what?” “Whatever it is you’re looking for.”

“Of course I noticed, I notice everything about you.”

“Are you alright?” “Yeah, why?” “You look mad.” “That’s just my face…”

“You can’t get rid of me that easily.”

“You don’t actually have to like me, you just need to pretend you do.”

“Since when did you open a bakery in your house?” “Since I got bored.”

“Can someone explain to me, in not so many words, why they are here?”

“I don’t think I’m alone in here.”

“This place creeps me out.”

“I thought I saw something.”

“Why didn’t you answer your phone?” “Why didn’t you text?”

“You’re bleeding.” “No shit.”

“In case you haven’t heard, there is a bounty on your head.” “Is that why you’re here? To kill me and take the bounty?” “No. I’m here to protect you.”

“For the most part, I am, in fact, an idiot. But I fully admit to it, which should count for something.”

“Stop grumbling and just tell me where your medicine cabinet is.”

“Close your eyes and hold out your hand.”

“I hate that I let you convince me to do this”

“We really need to stop meeting like this. "Then stop breaking into my house!”

“Why are you creeping outside my bedroom window?!” “I thought it would be romantic if I climbed up here.” “You gave me a heart-attack!”

“What are you doing here?” “I got locked out of my house.” “Again?”

“Run.”

“I can’t stand you!” “Then sit down.”

“Where are we going?” “It’s a surprise.” “I hope the surprise involves food.”

“You wont regret it!” “Already am.”

“I like being wanted.” “You should NOT like be wanted by the police!”

“I am nothing if not consistent.” “Yeah, a consistent pain in my ass.”

“What happened?” “Do you want the long version or the short version?” “Uh, short?” “I made a mistake.” “Okay, long version.” “I made a very very big mistake.”

“Do you take constructive criticism?” “Not without crying.”

“Are we all on the same page?” “Yes. Just of different books.”

“Why did you break up with them?” My dog didn’t like them, and that is never a good sign.“

"I’m sorry were you talking to me? I tend to zone out whenever you stark speaking.”

“What happened to your hand?” “I hit my hand on something.” “On what?” “Your ex’s face.”

“I heard that!” “You were supposed to!”

“I’ve been thinking-” “Uh-oh”

“If I survive this, I’m killing you.”

[bubbleblowinggirl]

The times I wanted to brush her hair 😭😭😭😭

And she smoking the hell out them cigs 💀

[gweelczz]

“Cat Got Your Tongue?” PT. 1

Rosalie Otterbourne × Black!Fem!Reader

Warnings: Suggestive, smut in pt.2, Rosalie being the only woman ever, reader is a simp off rip, reader is the sister of Cab Calloway and the cousin of Billie Holiday, Rosalie has rizz

Summary: Being in love she didn't know whether she was falling or flying but she was airborne either way... or a story about a woman falling head over heels for another woman in the 1930s

Hello everyone! I am Red, I’m new to writing on this app so I hope you all enjoy my stories

—“In my solitude….”

Her voice rang out, bold but sweet being amplified by the silver microphone in front of her. A white mink wrapped around her shoulders with satin gloves to match, her gown cascading to the ground wrapping around her mid arm showing off her collarbones and shoulders. Her dark hair pinned with a side part showing off her sparkling diamond earrings she’s never been seen without.

She gripped the microphone with a ring clad hand, her face expressing an expression of pain and longing. How she longed to be kissed in the darkness of the night and held close to a warm chest as she slept. She hated sleeping alone, the bed was always so cold and too big, loneliness was a heavy cloud hanging over her pouring down sadness as she sang from her heart a song by one of het favorite artists who too understood what it was like to be alone, to crave being desired and wanted.

She quickly wiped a tear bowing her head in defeat succumbing to the emptiness in her heart, she sang once more her voice never wavering no matter how broken she was “In my solitude…”. Her auburn orbs scanned the silvery fogged room as she sang not looking for anything in particular, that is until another set of dark eyes found hers.

They belonged to a fellow woman, her skin, the perfect description of coffee beans. Eyes sparkling underneath the lights filled with curiosity, her shoulders rolled back as she stood her demeanor reeking of power mixed with independence. An arched eyebrow raised at Y/N, those dark eyes wordlessly asking her a question “who are you?”.

Y/N continued to sing to the crowd until her set came to an end. She bowed softly sweetly thanking the crowd before exiting stage left to give the spotlight to her brother Cab Calloway and his band. She made her way over to the bar ordering a drink as the upbeat jazz music rang throughout the club. She tapped her feet to the music glancing around observing her surroundings.

She wasn’t one for big places like this filled wall to wall with people, she was a homebody at heart preferring to stay home with a glass of wine and a good book. She had no interest in sleazy men who couldn’t take no for an answer or men in general for that matter. No no, she wanted to be a woman’s woman.

Y/N sighed to herself turning to face the stage when she felt a tap on her shoulder, turning to her left she prepared herself to cuss out yet another man who didn’t know how to take a hint only for the words to die in her throat.

She rendered herself speechless once she discovered who touched her, she turned coming face to face with the one and only Rosalie Otterbourne. “I.. I um..” she couldn’t bring herself to speak to the beautiful woman who decided to bless Y/N with her presence.

She opened her mouth to try again when she heard it, the sweetest sound she’d ever heard besides music. She’d heard a giggle, a soft giggle rang out from Rosalie’s throat as she stared at the speeches woman. “Cat got ya tongue honey?” She softly laughed slightly throwing her head back as she did so. Y/N thought she was beautiful from afar but she was breathtaking up close. Rosalie smirked at the other holding out her hand “I’m Rosalie, Rosalie Otterbourne niece and manager of the Salome Otterbourne. What’s your name sugar?”

Y/N swooned at the southern accent dripping from Rosalie’s lips, she took the other’s hand gently shaking it with a smile “I’m Y/N Calloway”. Rosalie’s smile faltered a bit at she gazed at the woman in front of her “as in the sister of the Cab Calloway?” Her eyes widening slightly as she spoke.

Y/N slightly chuckled, eyes flickering towards her brother on the stage who was already looking at her with a grin before turning her attention back to Rosalie. “Yes ma’am the one and only” she took a sip of her drink smiling at Rosalie, she noticed she was still holding the other’s hand as she gazed down for a second.

She quickly let go not noticing the way Rosalie frowned at this. Rosalie being the bold woman she is took Y/N’s hand into hers once more as she slid into the seat beside her. “You can hold my hand honey, I don’t mind it one bit especially if it’s a beautiful woman” Rosalie winked at Y/N before she turned her attention to the bartender ordering herself a drink. “Lord knows I shouldn’t drink on the job but a little liquid courage ain’t neva hurt nobody”

Y/N nodded her head in agreement humming as a vocal response. She took this time to take in the beauty next to her that went by the name of Rosalie. Her eyes scanned from her black hair down the black pumps her feet adorned. She knew of Ms. Otterbourne but to see her in the flesh boldly flirting with her was another. Raising her glass to her lips she downed her drink to get some courage before she shot back a flirt herself. “Well you’re one to speak Ms. Otterbourne, I’ve been blessed with the presence of a goddess”

This in turn made Rosalie turn in her seat placinga hand onto Y/N’s knee with a smirk. “Now that’s more like it, how about after my performance we go up to my room and talk as friends, I sure could use one”. Y/N nodded her head agreeing automatically, she wanted this woman and she was hell bent on making Rosalie hers. “Sounds great to me, you blow these people outta the water now ya hear?” Rosalie tilted her head back releasing a laugh while giving Y/N a glimpse of her sparkling teeth. “I shall do just that”

[ventingfanfics]

With Jamie Harrison

She caught my eye from the moment I saw her. And it turned out, she was the only one in the group home who warmed up to me, though there were initial attempts to resist me. 

“Why do you care? Hm?” Jamie demanded one night as I drove her home. I remained calm, understanding that Jamie wasn’t used to someone looking out for her, which was sad. 

“I care because I hate to see people waste their life away,” I said. “Especially young people.” I spared her a glance, meeting her heated gaze. “And you, Jamie, have miles of potential.  And I know you know it, as well.” I offered her a soft smile.

She muttered something, shaking her head before staring out the passenger’s window the rest of the drive home. I thought about asking her to sing for me, to lighten the mood. But the silence was enough. Hopefully, she would let my words stay with her, that she was capable of being successful in life.

“Thank you,” she said before getting out the car. I checked to make sure she got inside the house safely and pulled off. 

~~~

Jamie had a reason to live now. She never thanked me, but her changing ways was the reward. She was making better choices. Making music was her passion, and so she poured into it. Her consistency had propelled her to be in the running for a scholarship in the arts. 

However, she would be tested, and not academically.

I felt nauseous as I pulled up the group home, finding Jamie and Leanne sitting on the porch, laughing. It may have looked normal and innocent to anyone else, but it was usually a bad thing for these two be together. Not to say Jamie isn’t responsible for any of her wrongdoing, but Leanne is definitely a negative influence. 

A guilty expression crosses Jamie’s face when she sees me. Leanne, as usual, glares daggers at me. Nonetheless, I greeted them with a hello.

“Jamie, can I see you?” I asked, focusing on her.

“Fuck off,” Leanne replied. 

Unsurprised, I focused on Jamie, who had bowed her head, sighing a little.

“I said fuck off! Can’t you see Jamie don’t want you around neither? My God, where is the common sense?” Leanne ranted, turning red and rising to her feet.

“Leanne, chill, chill,” Jamie said, standing now as well and pulling her friend back down.

“No, she needs to leave us the hell alone!” Leanne fumed.

“Just give us a minute,” Jamie told her. “A minute and I’ll be right back.”

Leanne now glared at Jamie before sitting down slowly in defeat. Jamie flashed her a smile before meeting my eyes. Her smile faded and she nodded at me. “What’s up?” 

We started walking to my car and I leaned against it as Jamie stood before me. I couldn’t help but blush as her eyes pierced mine. She was striking yet gentle at once. I took in her beauty. She was beginning to put more effort into her appearance, though she’d always been attractive. 

Arching a brow, she called my name. I blushed as if she knew my thoughts.

“Just checking to see if you’re coming to practice today,” I said.

She laughed. 

“What’s so funny?” I asked.

“You came all the way here just for that?” 

“Well, it’s a good thing I did, seeing as…your friend is back.”

Jamie looked nervous for a moment before regaining her confidence. “Yeah, but that doesn’t change anything.” 

I smiled at her growth. “Okay.” I was reluctant to leave her here with Leanne. 

“Okay….” She repeated and laughed a bit, shifting from side to side. “Is that all?” 

“You’re just in a rush to get rid of me, huh?” I joked.

She looked me up and down and smirked. “I’m seeing you in a few hours, don’t be greedy.”

I let out a full laugh and Jamie gave me her beautiful smile and turned back towards the devil—I mean, Leanne.

“Weirdo bitch,” I heard her loudly say. I felt Jamie look at me then but I didn’t make eye contact. I concentrated on getting in my car and leaving.

~~

I bid a farewell to the choir director and my other church mates. Jamie was behind me as I left and proceeded to my car. 

“Hello?” She called, catching up to me.

I glanced at her. “Hi.” I didn’t let up on my stroll.

“What’s up your ass?” She asked.

I rolled my eyes. “Such lovely language.”

“No, for real, what’s up? Did I do something? Is it because I was with Leanne earlier?” Her voice was thick with paranoia. She sounded on edge even, which soothed me in this moment. We reached my car, in which Jamie muttered, “finally.” 

I folded my arms, leaning against the passenger door as I aimed a sarcastic smile at Jamie. It wasn’t just that she’d spent time with Leanne. It was that she had a hickey. It shouldn’t have consumed me, yet it did. I felt like I was boiling. Boiling in church.

“What did you and Leanne get into today?” I asked. 

She started to speak but stopped. 

“New beauty mark?” I said, lightly touching the mark on her neck. 

Jamie closed her sinfully beautiful eyes and groaned. 

“You enjoyed it that much?” I continued. 

She quickly opened her eyes and shot me a dry look. Then, she glanced at the ground before leveling her gaze with mine. Her eyes were knowing. “You’re jealous.”

“N—“

“Don’t lie, Y/N.” She stepped closer, completely cornering me. 

I couldn’t argue with her there. But I could deflect. “I don’t think it’s wise for you to get involved with Leanne in that way.”

“Why not?”

I had to gather myself as her being so close and staring at me deeply was affecting me. She knew. “As I’ve said a dozen times before, she’s a bad influence. And you now taking things to a romantic level will only…make things worse.” I swallowed, fighting the urge to keep looking at her lips.

She licked them and I made a noise that resembled a moan. She laughed. God, I’d never been more embarrassed. 

“So you think,” she replied, sobering me up.

“If you want to be with her, go ‘head,” I pushed her off me and headed to the driver’s seat, but didn’t get far. Jamie pulled me against her. 

“I don’t want to be with her,” she said. 

That shut me up, but I still had questions. “Then why did you let her give you a hickey?” 

“She was drunk.”

I scoffed, pushing her off me again, baffled at the lame cliche excuse. “You don’t have to lie, Jamie.” 

“I’m not,” she insisted and I knew then she was being truthful. There was no trace of amusement in her face nor tone. She sighed. “It’s not a funny story. At all.”

I frowned in concern. “What do you mean?”

She sighed again, avoiding eye contact and playing with her hands. She did that out of uncomfortable habit. I gently touched one of her palms, making her eyes find mine. “Let’s sit and talk about it.” 

We got inside my car.

“Leanne was really drunk…that is the only reason why she…got physical with me,” Jamie revealed. Why did it feel like she wasn’t just referring to the hickey? 

“Got physical how?” I softly pressed. Of course I preferred for her to spit it out, but her being vulnerable with me right now was commendable. I waited with bated breath for her response.

“Just sucked my neck and…I told her to fuck off and she…she got mad.” Jamie rubbed her nape, seemingly processing the situation. “She didn’t put her hands on me, she just thought I was seeing you. So you both being jealous over each other is comedy.” She laughed some, warming my heart. 

But I got serious again.“Is that all that happened?”

Jamie finally looked at me again. “Yeah.”

“So she didn’t hurt you?”

“No, she would never. Not in that way.”

“What way?”

“She would never abuse me.”

“But you said she was yelling at you? Because you protested her advances?”

Jamie nodded glumly. 

“Well, that’s emotional abuse, and that is no way to treat a friend or anyone. I’m sorry you went through that, Jamie.”

“I will always love her, but I think I’m done.”

I almost did a double-take because she never spoke this way about Leanne. She never verbalized wanting to end their friendship. 

“I’m trying to get my life together and I thought she would want to do the same, but…” she shook her head.

I rubbed her arm, squeezing it lightly. “Leanne is such wasted potential. But that is not your problem. She has to be the one to want to make a change. Until she is, there is nothing you, me, nor anyone can do.” Jamie looked so despondent. 

I felt her reach for my hand. “I’m glad you came into my life.” Her words brought a smile to my face. “Thank you, Y/N.”

“Come on, bring it in.” I spread my arms and she leaned over the console, hugging me back. I held her tight, now feeling bad for being cold towards her after the day she’d had. 

~~~

I had the day off so I slept longer than usual. It was nice to have uninterrupted sleep. Sometimes I would get calls all types of times to bail out one of the delinquents. It was the life I chose, so I never complained. People like Jame Harrison is why I do what I do. She wanted to turn her life around and was doing exactly that. She wasn’t even in the group home anymore. Instead, she now was put up in her own flat as she attended the school she’d earned the scholarship for. 

As I was baking, she gave me a call. Of course I took it, putting her on speaker as I worked my way around the kitchen.

“Did you just wake up?” Jamie asked.

I chuckled. “That obvious?”

“Yeah, your voice is all husky.”

“Husky?”

“Husky.”

I tilted my head thoughtfully and laughed. “I’ll take it.” I imagined her rolling her eyes and smirking. 

“So whatcha doing? Are you busy?”

“Not too busy, just baking. You?” My voice trailed off into a laugh as she got intrigued by the baking bit. “I’ve been told I’m a good baker. You should see for yourself.”

“I should. What time will you be done? Bring it to my place.”

I smiled. “Are you inviting me to your new home?”

“I just want the goods.” “Yeah, well, you can’t have them without having me.” Then I blushed realizing that sounded naughty.

Jamie huffed out a laugh. “You be flirting with me, on the low.” 

I groaned. “Let’s pretend I never said that.”

“I like it, though,” she added, a grin in her voice.

I couldn’t do anything but grin as well, “Well, you should flirt back. It’s harmless,” I said after a beat.

She chuckled. “Just get over here.”

I wanted to run to her. As the cookies sat in the oven, I showered and found something decent to wear. Normally when Jamie and I spent time together it was either when I did visits to the home and my sessions or us at the church or arts center. It was always professional. This marked the first time we would be having a casual gathering. I was both nervous and excited, over the moon. 

I already knew the address so it was easy getting there. I parked the car and took an optimistic breath as I approached the door. Her vibrant smile greeted me. She wore a crew neck sweater and matching sweats and the cute slippers I had gifted her months back. My heart melted, seeing her wear them for the first time. 

“Hi Y/N,” she said, hugging me. This woman gave the best hugs. I squeezed her thin frame in my embrace and she released the most adorable giggle. She gently took the bag of treats from me and told me to come in. I looked around the simple yet pleasant home. “This smells amazing.” She didn’t waste time taking out a brownie-flavored cookie and biting into it. She hummed blissfully. 

“Like it?” I asked, feeling good about her response already.

“I see why people call you a good chef,” she replied carefully after chewing. “Or baker.”

“Thanks! So, do how do you like the new place?”

Her face lit up again. “I love it. I can’t believe it’s mine. I have a space all to myself, which makes it easier to concentrate and find peace. I owe it to you.” She smiled, taking my hands. 

I squeezed her hands, keeping her gaze. “It’s not all me, Jamie. I couldn’t have helped if you didn’t want me to.”

“Yeah, but I didn’t always make it easy for you…yet you never gave up on me. My own mother did, but not you.” 

“If she knew what you were up to now, I am sure she’d be proud.” She mustered a small smile and I kissed her cheek. This time her sigh sounded content, which made me want to kiss her again, but I refrained. Her next words shocked me. “Do it.” 

“H-Huh?” 

“Do what you wanted to do.”

She knew me so well.

“A-are you sure?”

She laughed. “Look at you you stuttering all of the sudden.” She softly rubbed my cheek. “I guess I’ll do it then.” Her  orbs dipped to my lips before slowly closing as she leaned in. Her soft lips moved against mine. I was immobile for about a second until I allowed myself to accept this blissful reality. I kissed her back just as tenderly, while holding her lower back. Her fingers were so gentle against my face even as she deepened the kiss. 

I picked her up, which kinda made her still for a second, but she wrapped her legs around me. I smiled against her lips and she moved her face to my neck. Now she seemed like the shy one. I didn’t know if she would be comfortable with me taking her to her room, not that I knew where it was anyway. I moaned as she nipped my neck. I walked us to the couch, placing her down on it. She laid on her back and spread her legs so I would fit in between. Her hands ran down my body before she fisted my top, bringing our lips together again. 

I knew she’d be mine.

[paisholotus]

𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓈

Shuri/Jamie x Aja

Summary: Shuri gets accepted into the Wakandan International Outreach Program in Oakland, California. When she gets there, King T'challa and Prince Erik come to tell Shuri that she is Wakandan, and they persuade her to come to Wakanda. Where Shuri finds something out that changes her life forever.

A/N: This is also based on the movie Letitia Wright played in Urban Hymm. But with a twist.

Warnings: Strong Language.

[beherelongtime]

My gallery is full of unfinished art works 🤯🤯

And the other day i tried to draw every characters played by LW xd

[liyawritesss]

Tonight I'm gonna dream abt jamie...really gonna develop this story for yall

[axailslink]

Am I extra? Yes

But I can't get it out of my head good lawd have mercy

Look at the tongue LAwDY

Okay but we saw that not wanting to pull away

And now I have some kissing inspiration hehehe

[shurishoe]

|•|Baby Boy|•|

Pairing: Riri x wakandan!FTM!Trans!Reader

Warning: none

Riri gently ran her fingers down your back, rubbing and pulling at your skin. She kneaded the knots away earning soft whimpers and groans from you, like music to her ears. “Y/n my love, I need you to take your binder off. It’s been over 8 hours” she whispered, her hand gently caressing your face. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~After getting you situated into a plain shirt she laid you down in her lap facing her “y/n” she said as you stared at the ground, you didn’t dare look at her. Everything was so stressing right now, Riri getting taken by the Wakandan’s, then Talokan, then Riri reveals she’s gonna be a super hero named open heart. It was all so confusing when you found out which put more stress on you as you worried about your girlfriend, but you didn’t show that.

You were snapped out of your thoughts by a kiss being placed on your chin, Riri smiled softly. “Do I have your attention now my sweet boy?” She asked and you nodded “Yes Ri” you whispered as you leaned your head into her shoulder “Thank you baby, c’mon. We gotta go eat” she said as she picked you up and climbed onto of bed, setting you down when she reached the edge.

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

You found yourself standing behind her with your hands around her waist, looking down at her while she cooked. “Hey baby boy?” She said “Yes?” You mumbled softly “Can you grab that for me my love?” She said pointing to a wooden spoon. Your nimble fingers wrapped around it and handed it to her to which she smiled and gave you a kiss before she continued to cook.

When she finished she made plates and led you to your shared room, sitting down she handed you the plate. “Made your favorite” she said with a smile as you nibbled at the food. “Thank you Sthandwa” you said as you looked at her.

Riri was everything, she was strong and sweet, her eyes were like honey and her voice brought a smile to your face everytime you heard it. You practically melted for her, she knew it.

When you finished with your food she set you plates to the side before turning on the Tv and opening her arms, you gladly accepted the invitation and crawled into her lap. Curling into a ball as she toyed with your hair, slowly drifting off.

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[bubbleblowinggirl]

Currently watching Urban Hymn and I think I see her snatch the receipt… I was wondering if Michelle is the type to snatch things or not 🤔

[gweelczz]

“Cat Got Your Tongue?” PT. 2

Rosalie Otterbourne × Black!Fem!Reader

Warnings: Suggestive, smut, Rosalie being the only woman ever, reader is a simp off rip and a munch!!, reader is the sister of Cab Calloway and the cousin of Billie Holiday, Rosalie has rizz, Fingering, Oral (Rosalie receiving)

Summary: Being in love she didn't know whether she was falling or flying but she was airborne either way... or a story about a woman falling head over heels for another woman in the 1930s

“Up above my head”

“Up above my head”

“I hear music in the air”

“I hear music in the air”

“Up above my head”

“Up above my head”

“I hear music in the air”

“I hear music in the air”

“Up above my head”

“Up above my head”

“I hear music in the air”

“I hear music in the air”

“And I really do believe”

“Yeah I really do believe”

“There's a Heaven somewhere”

“There's a Heaven somewhere”

“Now up above my head”

“Up above my head”

“I see, trouble in the air”

“I see, trouble in the air

“Up above my head”

“Up above my head”

“I see trouble in the air”

“I see troubles in the air”

“Up above my head”

“Up above my head”

“I see trouble in the air”

“I see trouble in the air”

“I really do believe”

“I really do believe”

“You know, I really do believe”

“I really do believe”

“There is a Heaven somewhere”

“There is a Heaven somewhere”

“And I really do believe”

“I really do believe”

“Yes, I really do believe”

“I really do believe”

“Yes, I really do believe”

“I really do believe”

“There's a Heaven somewhere”

“There’s a Heaven somewhere”

Rosalie sat at the piano as Salome stood across from her on the stage, guitar slung across her body. They bounced the lyrics off of each other filling the party with a soulful feel. Y/N now stood leaning against the rail next to her brother who was smirking as he glanced between her and Rosalie who had been stealing glances at each other the whole performance.

Cab chuckled a bit as Y/N stared at the woman enamored with the voices that rang from on the stage, Rosalie’s standing out to her the most with how strong and soul filled it sounded. “If you keep staring you know she could charge you for being a creep, and close your mouth there could be flies” Cab teased nudging his sister laughing softly.

“Sorry” the woman murmured bashfully “she’s just so beautiful, I can’t help it”. Cab nodded before speaking again “I see you two married with at least two dogs in the future” he chuckled dodging the hit his sister sent his way. “Shut it Cab” her eyes darting back to the stage where Salome and Rosalie had ended the song and were now blowing kisses to each other with wide smiles.

Rosalie and Salome bowed before excusing themselves from the stage, Salome heading backstage while Rosalie walked through the crowd to claim her friend for the night. Cab smirked excusing himself with a smirk “don’t do anything I wouldn’t do” he winked before walking off.

“Ready to go Suga?” Rosalie asked holding out a hand to Y/N who gladly took it letting the woman lead her up the stairs. Once the made it inside the hotel room Y/N was pushed against the wall with lips attached to hers. Her hands wrapping around Rosalie’s neck moaning softly into her mouth.

Her hands trailed underneath the skirt of her dress as their tongues fought for dominance. Y/N’s mouth latched onto Rosalie’s neck panting against the Swamy toned skin, fingers tangling themselves in her hair angling her head for her own usage. “I’ve wanted your lips on me from the moment I saw ya on stage.. ya heart called out to me askin me to light this here body ablaze with my touch” Rosalie spit fire as she spoke, her fingers brushing the smooth skin of her thigh.

“Will ya let me honey? Will ya let touch ya the way a man neva could? Give ya pleasure only ya dreams could provide?” Rosalie gently pulled the other’s mouth from her neck with a fire lit in her eyes. “I need an answer, ain’t goin touch ya no more without one” Rosalie went to move her hand from Y/N’s thigh causing the other woman to grab it placing it back onto it’s previous location.

Y/N internally panicked at the thought of Rosalie’s hands leaving her body after craving to feel her all night. She wanted this no question, she’d never wanted anything more in her life. If her brother could see her now he’d be smirking with that knowing look. Cab knew who she was before she even knew herself and every chance he got he reminded her of that. She slightly whimpered clinging on to the others hand firmly.

“Please, touch me.. do anything you want, I need you. Needed you since I saw you” her southern drawl dripping with want and desperation. Y/N gathered all her boldness and gently pushed Rosalie onto the bed as she herself removed her undergarments and unzipped her dress straddling Rosalie’s lap, she was determined to get what she wanted, what she desired.

Rosalie pulled down the straps of Y/N’s gown taking a nipple into her mouth, her fingers creeping up her thigh until the reached their destination. Her eyes never leaving Y/N’s as she did so, her auburn orbs reflecting a predatory gaze wordlessly communicating with the woman in her lip.

A soft mewl escaped Y/N’s lips as she felt those slender fingers she’d been fantasizing about all night inserting themselves into her leaking heat. She bucked her hips into Rosalie’s hand moaning softly under her breath “Mmm Rosalie, feels so good”. Y/N’s fingers found purchase in the manager’s hair tugging gently from the pleasure, “fuck, please do that again”.

Rosalie smirked against her skin curling her fingers once more causing the beauty above her to cry out, her thumb painting circles onto her clit. Rosalie pulled off of her nipple just enough to speak switching to the other one afterwards “let me hear ya honey, wanna hear how good I’m pleasing my sunflower”

“Rosalie, baby.. I’m gonna..” Y/N babbled out her brain turning to mush as she tried articulating a sentence. The orgasm she’d tried holding back surfacing ten fold making her eyes roll back. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. I’m cumming” Y/N’s moans now airy and high pitched as she came spilling her juices onto the other’s fingers, her breath hitching as she panted. “So unlady like” Rosalie tsked with a smirk causing Y/N to blush.

“god that was so good”. She took a few seconds to catch her breath gazing at Rosalie with hooded eyes “Your turn now mistress”. She climbed off of the woman’s lap pushing her onto her back, fingers hurriedly bunching her skirt up around her hips. Rosalie spread her legs inviting the hungry woman into her heat that was now leaking onto the expensive sheets.

Rosalie had this aura about her, her independent nature making her more sexy than she was. She carried herself in a way that made men dislike her. Men didn’t like women who didn’t need a man and Rosalie was one of those women. She licked her lips gazing down at Y/N, her fingers holding the fabric bunched around her waist. “C’mon baby, show these men how good you can please a woman” Y/N moaned leaning down flicking out her tongue, a long wet stripe being applied to her slit.

“God yes, that’s it suga” Rosalie moaned as Y/N swirled her tongue around her clit wrapping her lips around it giving it a hard suck. Rosalie arched her back and bucked her hips. “My lord…” she moaned out tangling her fingers into Y/N’s hair, the other woman moaning into her cunt flicking her tongue across the bud before moving down inserting her tongue into her entrance, her nose brushing against her clit causing Rosalie to cry out once again.

“Oh my yes, Y/N please more.. need ya to make me cum baby”. She instructed granting her a hum from the other woman while Y/N sped up her ministrations on a mission to make her dove cum. Her tongue moving in one direction as her head went in the other. She moaned at the taste of Rosalie’s juices which were now dripping down her chin but she could truly care less. “Y/N baby, you goin make me cum!” Rosalie moaned out grinding her cunt against Y/N’s face chasing her orgasm.

Y/N hummed sending vibrations into her heat, her eyes flicking up with a need to see Rosalie’s face when she comes undone. Her moans beautifully ringing in her ears like a symphony as she was finally granted her wish. Rosalie came with a loud moan and a tug to her hair, Y/N greedily drank every drop. Her mouth glistening with the woman’s juices, a yelp escape when she was firmly yanked up into a heavy kiss.

Rosalie removed the rest of their clothing wiping them both clean tossing the soiled garments into the ground. “Ms. Rosalie I’ve taken a likin to ya” Rosalie chuckled a bit pulling the blankets over both of them. Y/N lifted her head pressing a kiss to the other’s lips “well that great news because I’ve already claimed you, claimed you the minute I put my mouth on you” Rosalie shot back wrapping an arm around the other woman’s waist. “That’s quite alright with me”

[mrskouu]

I had fun writing that for y’all I want to write more but I don’t really have any ideas at the moment

[paisholotus]

𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓈

I was nervous stepping off the plane. I can still remember running to Kate to tell her the news that I got accepted and would receive a full scholarship. Me and her sat at the dinner table at her house celebrating my acceptance into the program I had been hoping to enroll in since I was little.

When I was a kid, I was constantly building something, and my mum soon realized that I was extremely intelligent for my age. Being the smartest child in every class, I was consistently placed in advanced classes. When I told my mum I wanted to be a scientist, she told me she thought I could do anything and that she believed in me.

I'll never forget the phone call I got while I was at school that my mum died from a car accident. I didn't have any family other than my mother because my sperm donor of a fucking father abandoned me and my mum.

When I asked my mum why I never saw my father, she said it was because he didn't want to be a part of our lives. I always knew I was different from the other kids, not just because i was smarter, but because of the stories my mum would tell me. She told me he wasn't from America, and when I was around six she showed me a glowing tattoo on my lip and told me if something happened to her that the tattoo was supposed to protect me.

I became an orphan when I was 11 years old. I became angry with everything and everyone. To relieve the pain I would fight, steal, party, drink, and get high on anything and everything. I'm 18 years old now.

Then I met Kate Linton, my new counselor, that was assigned to me. She persuaded me to clean up my life and encouraged me to want better for myself. She urged me to join the Wakandan International Outreach Program. I had my doubts about it, because what if I wasn't made for this?

But I decided I wasn't going to be scared anymore, I was goin to make my mama proud. Because this what she would have wanted for me, to be happy. And I am.

As I walked through the airport, a small smile crept on my face. I've never been to America before, so everything was a little overwhelming for me. Kate made me promise to call her as soon as possible, when I settled in.

A month before all of this, a woman came from Wakanda to interview me, and she introduced herself as Nakia. She complimented me, saying I resembled many Wakandan children, but that I was the most intelligent person she'd ever met.

I told her about myself and my ideas and about my inventions, I showed her all my projects. And she actually looked interested and stared at me like my mum used to, when I would passionately talk about my projects.

She accepted me into the program right then and there. She told me that I was going to make a big difference in Wakanda, but what she said went over my head because I couldn't stop myself from silently crying with a small smile on my face. I'd never felt so happy and excited in my life, and I felt like I'd done my mama proud.

A/N: would y'all like a pt2 ?

[beherelongtime]

Jamie Harrison from Urban hymn(2015) and Scotty from UK tv show Banana(also 2015 woah)

Ballpoint pen scribbles