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artemisthewh0re · 2 years

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If possible can you write another 1970s Flip Zimmerman fic

A/N: Sorry this took so long I hope you like it 😭💔

Flip Zimmerman x Black Reader

Fluffy fluff, slice of life

Harmonies of cricket and cicadas buzz in the air. The night sky has too many stars to even count. Gentle humming of the beat up pick up truck you’re driving almost puts you to sleep. An eight hour shift at the dinner left your legs sore and your patience thin. All you wanted was the sweet embrace of a warm shower and your comfy bed. The truck comes to a halt as you turn off the ignition. The house that sits in front of you only has one light on in the bedroom.

“Ugh he beat me to it,” you moan, realizing you’d probably have to wait for your shower. You quietly close the driver’s side door and head inside. Pattering of water hitting the shower floor can be faintly heard from the front door. You place your keys in the bowl next to the door and make your way to your. The bathroom door is slightly open, letting out all the steam in the room. You could hear your husband’s faint whistling coming from inside.

“At least he’s in a good mood,” you say to yourself and you slip off your shoes. The new shag carpet is a welcome feeling to your sore toes. You begged for three weeks for this carpet before Flip finally gave in. Not making his homemade lunches for a week certainly sped up the process. Noise ceases from the bathroom and you head in to switch out with him.

“Hey honey,” Flip says, pressing a few kisses into your forehead. His towel sits dangerously low on his hips, and if you weren’t two seconds from passing out you’d take advantage of it.

“Hey babe”, you groan as you remove your little name tag and dress. The ratty old dress smells like old french fries and powdered sugar. Begging your boss for a new one has been a futile process, but perseverance is your strong suit.

The hot shower strips you of all worries, smells, and soreness. Your once tense shoulders relax under the warmth of the water. Lavender soap leaves its scent on you as you exit the tub shower and brush your teeth. Flip left your comfiest nightgown in the bathroom for you to slip into.

The bedroom is mostly quiet as you enter except for the record playing one of Flip’s records. Your mammoth of a husband lays across the bed with a cigarette between his lips and a file in his lap.

“Long day?” you ask, crawling into bed. Flip places the file on the nightstand.

“Not as long as yours,” he chuckles. With his lap now free you lay your head down. Your husband gently starts taking out the pins in your hair. Your body immediately relaxes into his.

“Stupid manager won’t give me a new uniform,” you whine. “And I had this one customer tipped me two cents.Two cents!”

Flip can’t help but laugh at your distress as he removes the last of the pins, leaving a little clinking sound as he places them in the ceramic dish on the nightstand.

“What is so funny? That was a very harrowing experience for me.”

“I don’t doubt that honey,” he chuckles. With your hair finally free from its constraints, you wrap it up in your silk scarf and pull your bonnet over it. Your husband always admires you when you do that part and you can never figure out why. “There’s nothing I can do about the shitty tips, but I can maybe…persuade your boss into giving you that uniform.” A mischievous look flickers in his eyes.

“What, you’re going to use some good ole police intimidation? I don't want him to fire me because you’re going around acting crazy, Flip.”

“I wasn’t going to do that. I just have heard some things about a potential side business he might be running that isn’t exactly legal. They’re just rumors, so we can’t actually do anything about them. I was just going to scare him a little with my knowledge, and get you that uniform.”

“So police intimidation?”

“Just a tiny bit.”

You roll your eyes in amusement, and crawl under the warm covers next to your husband. His rhythmic heartbeat guides you into a deep sleep. The warmth you feel with him is an indescribable feeling. That warmth is the last thing you remember as you start to dream.

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artemisthewh0re · 1 year

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Adam Sackler smut or Flip Zimmerman smut??

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artemisthewh0re · 2 years

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Forgetfulness

Flip Zimmerman x Black Reader

A short fluffy blurb since I've missed Flip

Early mornings are a constant for you, between your career as a teacher and your husband being a police officer, you barely get any sleep at all. This morning was different though, it's summer break but you still insist on making Flip a hot meal before he spends hours sitting over papers or doing some undercover work. Even though you love doing this for him it's still way too early to deal with his morning bullshit.

"Honey, sweetheart, light of my life," Flip says sweetly as he hugs you from behind, careful not to hit the pan full of eggs that you're frying.

"What did you lose now?" Your voice is monotone and tired. Despite Flip being a world class detective (in your opinion) and a smarty pants he still manages to lose anything and everything he can get his hands on.

"Can't I just say good morning to my beautiful wife? Your skin is glowing and your fro is even more gorgeous than yesterday." You roll your eyes and stand in silence waiting for him to tell the truth. "My badge," he says shyly.

"Of course you did. Have you checked the entryway bowl?" Flip quickly rushes towards the door and takes all the keys out of the bowl.

"Negative."

"Kitchen counter?"

"Nope."

"The cushions of the recliner?"

"Aha found it. What would I do without you?" Flip gives you a quick peck on the forehead before heading back upstairs.

"You'd lose your own head if it wasn't screwed on," you call after him. Good lord, what were you going to do with him?

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artemisthewh0re · 2 years

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hi I was wondering if you could do a flip Zimmerman x reader friends to lovers a little smutty maybe ?

A/N: sure I've lacking on the ADCU content even though that's the whole reason I started my page.

“Philip Zimmerman, you are such a liar.”

“It’s the absolute truth.”

“You met Shaq and just never told me! You are a terrible friend.”

“Hey, you don’t tell lots of things.”

“Give me one example.”

“Like umm, that one time where…”

“HA, you can’t even think of a time I hid something from you!”

“Okay, well that’s just because you’re so good at hiding it,” Flip raises his eyebrows in self-assurance.

The two of you sit on the front porch of your mother’s house while a party in the backyard rages on. Really it was just a small annual get-together that your parents throw every month with some of their friends. Flip just happened to be in the neighborhood with a six-pack of the worst beer ever created, Bud Light, when you texted him that you were bored and in desperate need of someone younger than sixty to talk to. In the span of an hour, you’d had two cans of piss water and found out the person you thought was your best friend keeps secrets from you. So it’s been a pretty average night for you so far.

“What other things are you hiding from me, Philip?” you question in a sarcastic tone.

“You remember Lisa? The blonde on the cheer team in high school?”

“No, not really but go on.” You did remember her, Flip dated her for one semester in junior year before they had an explosive breakup. Admittedly you were a little jealous of her. She basically didn’t let you talk to your BFF because “men and women can’t be friends” which isn’t even true.

“Well the reason we broke up is because I wanted to invite you to a party. She fucking flipped when I told her and told me we were over,” said Flip as he opened another can of beer for himself.

“So I was the cause of your breakup?”

“Yeah, but she was batshit insane.”

You both look up to the stars in the sky, you can see the Orion constellation from your position on the porch. A constellation nearby almost makes the shape of a heart.

“Y’know I do have one secret I’ve kept from you,” you say, a devious smile on your lips.

“Do tell.” Flip places his beer next to him, his eyes focus on you.

“Well…when I met your parents for the first time…”

“Go on,” a teasing tone escapes his lips.

“I had a big crush on your dad.” You slap your hand against your forehead in shame. You can’t even look him in the eyes. Flip lets out a roar of laughter before looking at you concerned.

“You’re joking right?”

“Yeah…totally,” you let out a weak laugh.

“Oh my god, you’re serious.”

“He’s a very nice man.”

“The whole time we’ve been friends you’ve been trying to get with my dad,” Flip says, fake tears in his eyes. A large hand covers his mouth as he sobs like there’s no tomorrow. “Our friendship sits on a throne of lies.”

“You’re so dramatic,” you can’t help but roll your eyes at his antics. Footsteps approach the both of you and your mother appears with a tray of barbeque party wings, your father not far behind.

“Can you two do me the favor of eating these wings? Janice brought them over but nobody trusts her cooking since the ‘incident’,” your mother asks, handing the plate of wings to you. The bottom is hot to the touch and you almost drop it before setting it on the porch.

“Yes, ma’am I’ll eat ‘em in a jiffy,” Flip answers in an exaggerated southern accent. Your dad gives you both a manly nod before slinking back into the darkness with your mom. You hear them faintly whispering something about how clueless you are, but you’re too far away to hear the rest.

“Your dad’s weird,” Flip whispers as he stuffs his face with wings.

“Shut up.”

Time passes by in an instant and the party guests have left a hefty mess for your family to clean. Well, just you and Flip your parents opted to go to bed and leave to young people to the cleaning. Bright stars help illuminate the path from the backyard to the big trash bins sitting in front of your parent's house. Flip’s tall figure is silhouetted in the moon as he holds two large trash bags. You can vaguely see the outline of his biceps and the veins running through them.

“And Ron was talking about how Patrice keeps getting on his ass about working late which is bullshit because if we had a choice we’d be at home with our girlfriends. Are you listening?”

“Yeah, sorry I zoned out for a second. I told Patrice that being a cop’s girlfriend would be hard work, that’s why I’d never do it.”

“Never? Even if you liked the guy?” Flip stopped in front of the trash cans and threw the bags in.

“Nope, you know cop guys are never on time for anything and their dicks. Also, they could get shot anytime. A little too much baggage for me.” You head to the backyard to fold up all the chairs and tables, but trip over air but Flip catches you by the waist and sets you back on your feet.

“But hypothetically speaking, what if he was a really nice cop that promised to never be late.” You turn around and look up at him.

“Why are you trying so hard to convince me to date a cop? One of your buds ask you to set us up?”

There’s a look in his eyes, a sort of plea. They’re soft with desperation, his whole face is.

“Oh,” you respond finally getting in. He was the cop that wanted to date.

“But-” you’re cut off by Phillip kissing, his mustache tickling your upper lip. Large hands grab your hips and pull you close, you wrap your arms around his broad back to deepen the kiss. Time stops around you, nothing exists but you two. Your body feels light almost like it’s floating away but Flip holds you tight in his grasp. There’s rustling behind you but you ignore it, too absorbed in the moment to care about a possible murderer in your backyard.

“Finally,” you hear and turn around to see your mom holding a camera.

“Say cheese.”

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artemisthewh0re · 2 years

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MIDNIGHT DRIVE-IN

FLIP ZIMMERMAN X CHUBBY BLACK READER

NSFW: Fingering, PiV, cursing, car sex, cringe dialogue

This takes place the year the movie was set, 1972

You and Flip had been on two dates in the past couple of weeks but you talked constantly. Sometimes when it was really slow in the hospital, you’d call his work phone and talk about anything. The weather, family, or politics, but most recently you had talked about him. Specifically, how he intimidated you but in a sexy way.

"What else?" He questioned with a seductive tone.

"Well, I can't help but stare at your dick through your pants," you said, repeating his tone. You were much bolder over the phone than you ever could be in person.

Flip let out a low chuckle, "There's a movie showing at the drive-in theater at midnight. Wanna come?" asked Flip in a hushed tone.

"Flip you seein' a girl tonight?" Someone yelled on the other side of the phone. "Shut up!" Flip yelled back.

"Yeah, sure" you said, uncertain about what was going to happen on this little date.

"Ok, great I'll meet you behind the hospital," he said before abruptly hanging up.

You two had to meet behind the hospital to hide from prying eyes. Even though interracial marriage was technically legal, it was still incredibly taboo, especially in Colorado Springs. The city had just gotten their first black detective after all this time. As soon as your shift finished, you changed back into your regular clothes, a frilly blouse and a tight skirt, and darted to the back entrance. You quickly spotted Flip's old pick-up truck and hopped in.

Flip was sitting in the driver's seat looking more handsome than ever. A nice red flannel on, hair perfectly shaped except for on loc curled beautifully on his forehead, and a cigarette between his lips.

"Hey Beautiful," he said, looking you up and down before giving you a handsome smile. "How was work?" he inquired as he reversed out of the parking lot. He did the thing where he puts his hand on the back of the passenger seat and looks back. You had no idea why that was so hot, but you were already getting a little aroused.

"Fine, I had a patient that had half his calf bitten off by a Rottweiler," you said nonchalantly while adjusting your fro in the side mirror.

"Holy shit!" Flip exclaimed while looking at you wild-eyed.

"Keep your eyes on the road dummy." Flip turned his head back on the road while shaking his head and smiling.

The rest of the ride was spent listening to Johnny Cash as you made your way to the movie.

"So what exactly is this movie about?" you asked as he parked under a tree far from everyone else.

"The movie really isn't that important," Flip responded as he put out his cigarette and looked at you. You suddenly got shy and crossed your legs trying to hide your growing arousal.

"So… I intimidate you?"

"The first time we met, yeah. You're a very… large guy with a stone face, it's hard not to be intimidated, in a good way though."

"In a sexy way?"

You had a choice to make. Be bold or be a pussy and momma ain't raise no bitch. "Very sexy," you replied in a seductive tone as you looked up at him through your long lashes. All he did was smirk before looking at the screen. Something took hold of you and leaned in and kissed him on the neck.

Flip turned to you with the biggest smirk on his face.

"I didn't think you had the balls."

"I'm not a pussy unlike you," you retorted feeling confident. Flip grabbed your chin and pulled you in for a kiss. This was the first kiss shared between you two and your stomach was full of butterflies. His facial hair gently brushed your lips and chin as he gently caressed your face with his calloused hand. His tongue gently pushed on yours when you deepened the kiss, now practically on top of him. He broke the kiss and looked up at you.

"You truly are absolutely gorgeous," he said, pulling you back in for another kiss. If you were pale you'd be blushing like a motherfucker. He snaked one of his hands up your skirt, giving your ass a light squeeze. "Take all your fucking clothes off," he begged breathlessly as he unbuttoned his flannel top.

You are nervous about taking your shirt off because of your prominent tummy. You didn't want him to be disgusted by your body so you hesitantly started removing your underwear.

"I don't want to take my shirt," you said ashamed and worried your body was going to ruin the night. Flip looked at you quizzically.

"I don't give a fuck that you're chubby," he said laughing a little. You still felt insecure and looked down at your hands.

You climbed on Flip's lap and slowly moved his hand from his eyes and kissed him. You became aware of how hard he was under his jeans. You also realized he was wearing the Star of David on his chain.

"Here," he said, handing you his flannel.

"Close your eyes." Flip put a hand over his eyes as you start to take off your blouse and bra. You buttoned the flannel just enough to cover your stomach.

He looked so handsome in the moonlight. His perfect nose and supple lips were just irresistible. You slowly grinded on him, being careful not to hit the steering wheel. He released a deep moan at the friction. He slipped two of his thick fingers inside your pussy, eliciting a moan from you.

"You're so wet for me," he mumbled against your lips. You fingers gripped the back of his hair as you increased your pace on his fingers. He started pumping into you, hitting your g spot at just the right moments. You could feel a knot forming in your stomach.

"Fuck I'm getting close," you moaned into Flip's ear.

"Lay down on the seat," Flip whispered.

You maneuvered your way off his fingers and laid down across the long seat as Flip hovered above you. He made eye contact with you as he unzipped his pants. He used your wetness to lubricate his cock before putting it in. His dick was beautiful, the perfect size and bright red at the tip.

He slipped it in quickly and started with a quick pace. His dick felt so good inside you it was magical. His hips snapping against yours even managed to stimulate your clit. Your thick thighs jiggled with each strong thrust. Flip's moans were heavenly, you'd never heard a guy sound so sexy before.

"Fuck baby you feel so fucking good," he maoned against your ear. That combined with his chain hanging above your head really pushed you over the edge.

"Jesus Phillip, you're so sexy," you exclaimed.

Instead of responding he pulled your legs over his broad shoulders and hit your sensitive spot. Your feet were hitting the roof of the truck and the whole car was shaking with the power of his thrusts. His dick felt so good you couldn't even speak, you just grabbed onto his muscular forearm, leaving small scratch marks. That prompted him to quicken his pace even more and you just couldn't take it anymore. Your body did things you never knew it could do in that moment. You squirted all over his dick and left his lower half glistening in the moonlight.

"Holy shit," you say breathlessly. Flip quickly pulled out of you and came into his large palm.

"Fuck!" he exclaimed looking down at you with a smile.

You were both covered in sweat and you could already tell you were going to be sore later.

A/N: I am ass at writing dialogue

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artemisthewh0re · 2 years

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WASH DAY

Small blurb inspired by this picture

FLIP ZIMMERMAN X BLACK READER

"Philip what are you doing?"

"Nothin' just admiring you." Flip laid vertically on your shared bed, watching as you parted your hair. It had been a week since your last wash day and you decided to do mid-back length braids. Flip had a habit just staring at you while you worked. His chocolate eyes watching you smooth the gel over your parts and quickly braid down your hair. You were perfect to him. A goddess, a being beyond his wildest dreams.

"I love you honey and think you're absolutely gorgeous."

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artemisthewh0re · 2 years

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artemisthewh0re · 2 years

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NEW BLACK GIRL WRITER ON THE BLOCK

A list of people I will probably be writing about

✔️= Already done

?= May or may not do

Adam Driver ✔️

Charlie Barber ✔️

Flip Zimmerman ✔️

Adam Sackler ✔️

Thor ✔️

Steve Rogers ✔️

Weasley twins ?

Bucky ✔️

Zemo ?

Peter Parker ✔️

Loki ✔️

Hannibal Lecter/ Mads Mikkelsen ✔️

Druig ✔️

Kit Walker ✔️

Sam (Ginger Snaps) ✔️

Connor (Detroit Become Human) ?

Duncan Vizla ✔️

I'll probably never write a full on story because I'm not that creative but I'll do lots of headcanons, smut, and fluff. Feel free to request and give feedback.

Flip is so hot God damn

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artemisthewh0re · 2 years

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˜”*°•. Masterlist .•°*”˜

Taglist

This is a list of all my works by character and subject.

P.s I write specifically for curvy women and black readers. I will not change what I write for you. I can make it vague but that's it.

Requests are CLOSED

🌶️= smut 🧸= Fluff 🌙= Comfort

Adam Sackler

Dad!Adam Sackler Head Cannon 🧸

Not Good Enough 🧸🌙 (implied 🌶️)

Friend Part 1🧸 Part 2 🌶️

Don't Go 🌶️

Imperfect 🌙🧸 TW: ED

Loss 🌙 TW: Miscarriage

Charlie Barber

DILF 🌶️

Flip Zimmerman

Midnight Drive-in 🌶️

Wash Day (blurb) 🧸

Friends to Lovers 🧸

Forgetfulness 🧸

Slice of Life 🧸

Steve Rogers

A Steve Rogers Christmas 🧸

Sleepy Head 🧸

Druig

Bathroom Mischief 🌶️

Loki

Missing You 🌶️

Peter Parker

Sniffles (blurb)🧸

Bucky Barnes

Beefy!Bucky x Chubby Reader HC 🧸Tongue 🌶️

Trouble Makers 🧸

Good Father 🧸🌙

Thor

Thor x Chubby Black Reader HC 🧸NSFW Alphabet 🌶️

Frank Castle

Wounds 🌶️

Needy 🌶️

Bruce Banner

Panic 🧸🌙(some serious topics of PTSD)

Steven Grant

Pretty Please 🌶️

Miguel O'hara

Hear You 🌶️

Miguel takes you to meet his family 🌶️

Choose you 🌶️

Eddie Munson

Tiny Bullies 🧸

Fluff Headcanon 🧸

Taking Eddie's Virginity 🌶️

For You

Jim Hopper

Dad's Best Friend 🌶️

Hannibal Lecter (Mads Mikkelsen)

Brat 🌶️

Sam McDonald (Ginger Snaps)

Blue Dream 🌶️

Shopping Day🧸

Russell Baze

Lazy Mornings 🧸

Ethan Sawyer

Cramps 🧸

Matthew Lillard

Friends to Lovers Trope 🧸

Duncan Vizla

Ice Cold 🌶️

Mickey Altieri

Hair day 🧸

Tangerine

Hookup Extended Ver.🌶️

Closet 🌶️

Kit Walker

SOL Blurb🧸

Hurt- One. One Extended Ver. Two

Joel Miller

Sweetheart 🌶️🧸

Darlin' 🌙

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