Tumgik
soulfood-fics · 2 years
Text
Tumblr media
“Why you so sweet to me” 🥺I love this
Sundays. (Yahya Drabble)
Tumblr media
PAIRING: Yahya Abdul-Mateen II + Black!OC
SUMMARY: Love is stored in the kitchen.
WARNINGS: Sexual Thoughts/Suggestions
A/N: For my Anon(s) that wanted some southern softness. Hope this does the trick.
SUGGESTED LISTENING: ‘Sunday’ by Kwaku Asante
GHOSTFACEKILL-MONGER MASTERLIST
Keep reading
218 notes · View notes
soulfood-fics · 3 years
Text
Other bloggers: man I need to clean out my askbox
Me:
Tumblr media
148K notes · View notes
soulfood-fics · 3 years
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
YAHYA ABDUL-MATEEN II  Essence Magazine: Uncovered (2021)
793 notes · View notes
soulfood-fics · 3 years
Text
On track to being the coolest possible version of myself.
25 notes · View notes
soulfood-fics · 3 years
Text
Tumblr media
28K notes · View notes
soulfood-fics · 3 years
Text
Reblog if you're a fanfic writer and you wanna know what your followers' favorite story of yours is ❤
Yes, please!
125K notes · View notes
soulfood-fics · 3 years
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
💦 🌴
102 notes · View notes
soulfood-fics · 3 years
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
John Boyega’s Instagram story : 3//28//21
74 notes · View notes
soulfood-fics · 3 years
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
So I was watching Law and Order: UK on Amazon Prime and look who popped up on my screen!
(This is Part 1 of the pics, Part 2 is coming as soon as I have more.)
24 notes · View notes
soulfood-fics · 3 years
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
still haven’t forgotten about this..
8K notes · View notes
soulfood-fics · 3 years
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
😍😍
130 notes · View notes
soulfood-fics · 3 years
Text
I hate him😂😂
42K notes · View notes
soulfood-fics · 3 years
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
countless favorite people: JOHN BOYEGA  x
11K notes · View notes
soulfood-fics · 3 years
Text
Tumblr media
Oreo ch4 pt2
Hey, y’all !! I’m not even gonna apologize because its been OVER a year and we’ve established that im not consistent. Hopefully, you’re still interested in the story and I didn’t take too long.
Just in case you missed it or forgot what happened, here are the previous chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4.1
mood boards: John Boyega  
Pairing: John Boyega x Black!OC
Inspiration: John did an interview where he said a girl broke up with him after seeing him on a Star Wars billboard, this story is a variation of that but with my own little twist
This chapter is all about John and what’s going on with him
Leave a comment because i thrive off of them and i’ve missed yall
Keep reading
17 notes · View notes
soulfood-fics · 3 years
Text
Oreo ch4 pt2
Hey, y’all !! I’m not even gonna apologize because its been OVER a year and we’ve established that im not consistent. Hopefully, you’re still interested in the story and I didn’t take too long.
Just in case you missed it or forgot what happened, here are the previous chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4.1
mood boards: John Boyega  
Pairing: John Boyega x Black!OC
Inspiration: John did an interview where he said a girl broke up with him after seeing him on a Star Wars billboard, this story is a variation of that but with my own little twist
This chapter is all about John and what’s going on with him
Leave a comment because i thrive off of them and i’ve missed yall
John spent his morning making phone calls. Some to his publicist, a few calls from his friends, but mostly calls to Akida. When she ran off after dinner, a paparazzo was waiting outside the restaurant and witnessed their little scene. The pictures of her storming off in tears started to circulate on blogs, which got especially heated in the comments. He figured Akida must’ve seen them already and was ignoring his calls. 
John slumped on the couch, still in the suit he wore on their date, replaying yesterday, trying to figure out what went wrong. He glanced at the faded tan lines on his ring finger, memories of his ex-wife tempted to come crawling back. Even thinking of her annoyed him. 
Sabrina, 
  It was his first time being invited to Paris fashion week, and as soon as she sauntered out onto the runway, he had already fallen in love. New fame meant an attraction to the model type, and Sabrina fit the bill. Casual hookups turned into long romantic weekend trips, which turned into an impromptu wedding in Venice. The more jewelry and name brands he bought her, the more she loved him. John would shower her with gifts, and being seen with him meant the world would see her. Eventually, their material romance turned into a child and brought her career to a halt. After Shari was born, all John’s attention was on his babygirl. Sabrina resented Shari for taking her man and her career from her and decided she had enough. She filed for divorce when Shari was just five months old and requested $500,000 in monthly spousal support. After a year of negotiation, the divorce was finalized. John was awarded full custody of Shari, and Sabrina was denied her alimony. Now and then, she pops up and makes empty threats to take their daughter away from him, but John has and will do anything to be a good father.
 The more he stared at his hands, the more he saw how alike Akida and Sabrina were. They both just wanted to be seen with him. She only agreed to dinner with him after she found out who he was. He’d conclude that Akida had staged the whole thing. She’d probably called the paparazzi herself. John imagined her sitting on somebody’s couch doing an interview, his annoyance grew into anger, and blood was boiling. 
John was mad at himself for falling for the same type of woman, almost bringing the same mess back into Shari’s life, and disappointed that Akida wasn’t who he thought she was. 
He typed one last text-
I give up.
Just as he was about to hit send, Shari came flapping around the corner, smiling and giggling.
“Hi, daddy!” climbing on the couch where he sat, she cuddled up next to him, and all the anger he had built up melted away. 
“Good morning, little one.” As John scooped her into his arms, he noticed crumbs around her mouth, “What have you gotten into?”
“Cookies!” Shari opens up her small fist, revealing a crushed oreo. Earning a stern, disapproving look from her father. 
After John got his daughter cleaned up and settled for breakfast, the phone rings. 
Thinking it’s Akida, he scrambles to get to the phone before it goes to voicemail, tripping on one of Shari’s toys. Once he got himself stable, he scolded himself for acting like a little boy and remind himself that he was John fuckin Boyega. But as much as he tried to convince himself that he was better off without her, he also hoped that wasn’t true.  
John took a second to compose himself before picking up the phone, only to see it, Sabrina. 
“What do you want, Sabrina?” He sunk back into the same spot on the couch that he woke up in and immediately regretted answering. 
“Come on now, John, you’ve got to do better than this. How do you get dumped by a bitch in slacks?” She faked a British accent that was thick with a condescending tone. 
Akida had just gotten off work and didn’t change after leaving the office. He hadn’t been on a date in years and was just happy that she’d agreed to have dinner with him. She could’ve shown up in a Moo Moo and still took his breath away. 
In between teasing him about the pictures and how horrible his love life has been since they divorced, Sabrina had overheard Shari’s giggles in the background. 
“Would you like to speak to our daughter?” John asked, half trying to change the subject and half provokingly. Based on the long pause on the other side of the phone, John knew he’d hit a nerve.
“Anyways… I need you and ‘slacks’ to sign this image agreement to use the photos in my Storyline on Baddies of Bel-Air. There may be a cute lil check in it for you since that Space War stuff didn’t work out. Maybe she could buy some new clothes.”
John felt a string of obscenities line up at his lips and thought it best to end the conversation as quickly as possible. He threw his manager’s information at her before hanging up and letting out a deep sigh. Just talking to Sabrina had made him tense up. Who knew a simple dinner would have so many repercussions?
@ghostfacekill-monger @twistedcharismaaa @l-auteuse @chaneajoyyy @honeychicana @coconutscentedshawty @chasingsunlight @notsomellowmushroom @ljstraightnochaser @spritecranverry @thehomierobbstark @free-range-tiddies @suburbanblackhoe @jojolu @shookmcgookqueen @vikkidc @thickemadame @shaekingshitup @opalsandlacemain @chasingsunlight  @bakarilennox  @raysunshine78 
That’s all folks. If i forgot to tag anyone, my bad
17 notes · View notes
soulfood-fics · 3 years
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
me posting on here
12K notes · View notes
soulfood-fics · 3 years
Text
(Credit to creator)
548 notes · View notes