#noami ass

[gingerjolover]

You're not Bob the Builder - naomi mcpherson (MUNA) x reader (soft!gf coded)

this comes as a lil side story from mornings :)

synopsis: nomi and joey build soft!gf a vanity and chaos ensues before an early muna!christmas dinner

g's notes: i want so celebrate muna christmas w nomi baby and my bff kelli siiiiiiigh

Warnings: RPF, christmas!, noami and jo being chaotic, no fundamental physical descriptors, reader is soft!gf coded so she/her pronouns/afab?

Your brow is sweating, weight rested on one foot as you stand at the stove, whisking gravy in a medium-sized pot.

"Where do you want this babe?" Kelli asks, standing in the doorway of the kitchen, holding a charcuterie board, an assortment of cheeses and meats, both vegan and not, decorated with fruits and dips paired with edible flowers, an impressive spread made by Kelli herself.

"The fridge I gues-" you start to say cut off by a yell coming from your bedroom.

"Put the hammer down!" "Naomi I swear to god..."

Kelli rolls her eyes, albeit lovingly as she opens the fridge.

"Do I even want to know?" you snort, returning to the stove. Kelli giggles, coming and sitting on the island a few feet away from you, feet swinging to kick your legs softly.

"They're putting together your vanity, I think," Kelli shrugs, popping a grape from a bowl on the counter into her mouth.

"I thought it was pre-built... the box was huge," you shrug gently.

"Nope, I think Jo was going to help set it up in the room and attach the mirror, but it came disassembled," Kelli winces.

"Should've asked Julien," you mumble, getting a belly chuckle out of Kelli, you both know Julien is far better with furniture and building things then either of your partners.

"Who knows, maybe they'll get it done faster because there's two of them?" she shrugs, popping another grape into her mouth and hopping down, getting ready to cut a baguette.

"Yeah, or I'll end up with no vanity and holes in my ceiling or walls," you grumble.

"Oh, don't be like that-" her words were cut off by two deep squeals and the sound of the electric drill, something flinging against the wall with a thump; Kelli's eyes widened.

Kelli moves quick but you move quicker, you shut off the stove and move the pot to an unused burner.

You both climb the stairs, moving to stand in the doorway, Naomi standing shirtless with their back facing you, and hands intertwined on the top of their head. Jo lays on the floor, staring at the ceiling, both letting out small huffs.

"What the hell was that?" you ask, looking down at the floor; you and Kelli's eyes are comically wide as you stare at the scattered vanity pieces all over your bedroom floor.

"Hi, babydoll," Naomi says casually, walking over to you, brushing your hair back, and placing small kisses on the crown of your hairline. Naomi's hair is tucked into a baseball cap, small curls peeking out the sides, sweat running down the middle of their torso, and the windows cracked open, letting a welcomed breeze into the room.

Jo groans from her place on the floor, tank top riding up slightly, visible sweat on their forehead.

"Why are you sweaty?" Kelli asks, eyebrows scrunched.

"Because Naomi ordered a fucking whack ass piece of furniture and-"

"I didn't, Jo! It's not my fault it didn't come with instructions--" Noami refutes, both of them starting to bicker again, Noami rubbing their hands over their face.

"Wait, it didn't come with instructions?" you ask, jaw dropped slightly as you stare at the half built base of the vanity.

"Maybe we should call JB," Kelli mumbles; Jo and Naomi whip their heads towards her.

"Bite your tongue!" "Take that back!"

Kelli puts her hands up, eyes widening as she fights a smile, "Okay, okay, sorry... didn't mean to touch a nerve..." she says, her tone filling with humor.

"We can do this, we- we can do this, Naomi, we don't need Julien... we can build this thing ourselves," Jo says, standing up and gesturing between themselves and Naomi. Jo's tone is almost as if she's trying to convince herself and Noami simultaneously.

"Yeah, fuck yeah... we can..." Naomi starts, turning to look back at you with a lopsided smile. "I can build... a vanity, baby, I can," Naomi says, trying to convince you.

"Right, yeah, I totally believe in you..." you say, tight smile as you look at the dent in your wall, eyes widening again.

Jo looks at you sheepishly, hands coming out in front of them, "I'll fix it," they say quickly as Naomi speaks over top of her, "It was an accident!"

All you can do is shake your head, rubbing the skin between your eyebrows and the bridge of your nose as you look at the bedside table across the room where the alarm clock sits. "People will be here in 6 hours..." you say, biting your lip nervously.

"Jo, we still need to go home and get ready..." Kelli warns softly.

"It's fine...we got this," Jo says cockily, eyes filled with terror as they look towards Naomi, both sharing a look.

"Okay, well... we'll leave you two to it," Kelli says suspiciously, pulling her phone out as you both back out of the room, returning downstairs.

"Please text JB," you murmur once you're out of earshot.

"Already did," Kelli huffs.

BONUS:

"Yo!" Julien says as she walks into the house, Lucy and Phoebe behind her, their partners carrying dishes or flowers into the house. Julien's girlfriend kisses your cheek softly, kissing Kelli and Katie's cheeks before heading into your kitchen; everyone starts chatting as more of your friends arrive.

"So where's the vanity?" Julien asks, adjusting the collar of her dress shirt.

"Upstairs... I don't really know what you're about to walk into... It wasn't finished or stable when Jo and Kelli left to get ready, and I haven't been upstairs since I got ready so..." you smile sheepishly.

Julien winks and pinches your cheek gently before bounding up the stairs.

"Babe? You told Julien?" Naomi yells down, offended. "Kelli, really?" Jo yells immediately after.

"Just let her check your work!" Kelli yells up, making the room laugh at the antics of your partners.

"I'm sure they did a great job," Julien's girlfriend says sweetly, arm around your waist as she leans her head onto your shoulder.

"Tell that to the hammer sized dent in my bedroom wall..." you huff, her hands adjusting the bow in your hair.

"The what?!"

fyi: they did build it correctly, julien just tightened some screws and helped them secure it to the wall, AND jo DID fix the dent in the wall hehe <3

#anon cutie #naomi mcpherson x reader #julien baker x reader #josette maskin x reader #all of the soft!gf's are collidingggg #nomi soft!gf x kelli catton #this is in the nomi universe obviously #nomi is naomi for those who dont know #canonically this is last christmas #like 2022 #because soft!gf and jb dont live in LA yet #because 2023 holiday party is at jb and soft!gfs house in LA #anyways #gingybread's holidaze #gingy's blurb night

[caashmoneynae]

F&MU.

DENZEL WASHINGTON x @thatone-girly 🤎

SUMMARY: in which Bianca and Denzel have been at each other's throats since their sloppy breakup in college and their friends force them to talk it out. ✨

❦

"...𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧'𝗦 𝗘𝗫𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗟𝗬 𝗪𝗛𝗬 𝗪𝗘 𝗔𝗩𝗢𝗜𝗗 𝗛𝗔𝗩𝗜𝗡' 𝗕𝗢𝗧𝗛 𝗢𝗙 𝗬'𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗧𝗢𝗚𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥. 𝗬'𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗕𝗜𝗖𝗞𝗘𝗥 𝗪𝗔𝗬 𝗧𝗢𝗢 𝗗𝗔𝗠𝗡 𝗠𝗨𝗖𝗛." Naomi declared as Bianca heard the frustration in her voice and slightly rolled her eyes.

"so, why y'all asses ain't avoid doin' that tonight? now i gotta' sit in ya living room with him there." Bianca huffed, adjusting her breasts in her baby blue romper, as her face held a mean mug at the thought of having to be in the same room with her ex-boyfriend Denzel for the whole night.

Bianca and Denzel were apart of a friend group of six — three girls and three boys, including themselves — that was created when they were in college, and that's how they ended up dating. the couple was thriving and so was their friend group, but there was one day in their senior year of college that the relationship came crashing down due to several rumors of infidelity.

though there was never any proof that Denzel was unfaithful, the street-talk caused an explosive argument between him and Bianca, and she left him that same day. no matter how much Denzel tried to persuade her that the rumors were false, she had already made up her mind that they were true since multiple women had told her similar stories, and this added fuel to the fire because Denzel called her gullible and stubborn because of how easy she believed those women.

Naomi and Antonio sided with Denzel and told Bianca that she shouldn't believe all the gossip she hears in the streets because there's no telling what's true and what's false while Cassandra told Bianca she was right to break up with him and Elijah told Denzel them breaking up was "for the best."

that catastrophe was two years ago, and Denzel and Bianca have been at each other's throats ever since.

their arguing got so bad that their friend group refused to invite the both of them to the outings they'd have. either Denzel would go or Bianca would, but they'd never invite the both of them to the same event because they didn't want to hear their constant bickering about bullshit that happened in college.

however, they decided to discard that rule for tonight and invited both of them to game night at Naomi's house, which Bianca was strongly against and she was sure Denzel was too. despite her strong disinterest in being in the same room as Denzel, Bianca decided to put her pride to the side and accepted the invitation, which she was sure she'd ended up regretting.

"we did it because y'all gettin' too damn old to still be stuck on shit that happened in college. how we gon' thrive as a friend group and y'all always arguin' 'cause y'all still stuck on old shit?" Naomi retorted as Bianca fastened her 'B' necklace around her neck and let out humorless chuckle.

"bitch shouldn't have cheated on me." Bianca shrugged, grabbing her perfume bottle, as she began to spray herself with the vanilla fragrance and Naomi smacked her lips before groaning in annoyance.

"Bianca, you don't even have proof that he cheated! you keep goin' off that "he said, she said" shit and that's exactly why y'all can't let bygones be bygones!" Naomi exclaimed as Bianca shrugged her shoulders as if the woman could see her and placed her top on her perfume bottle before turning the lights off in her bathroom and grabbing her house phone.

"whatever, Mi'Mi. i'm 'bout to leave, i'll see you in a few minutes."

—

"uno, uno out, motherfuckas'!" Elijah exclaimed, aggressively slamming down his last two Uno cards, as Noami smacked her lips, Bianca narrowed her eyes at him, Cassandra side-eyed him, and Denzel and Antonio looked at each other before looking at Elijah.

"man, you cheated, run that shit back!" Antonio exclaimed, causing Denzel to agree with him, as the entire group began to argue that Elijah cheated and Bianca looked at Denzel, slightly narrowing her eyes at him due to him agreeing with Antonio.

"you would know sum' about cheating, huh, Denzel?" Bianca's petty question made the room go eerily silent, and the group held different reactions upon their faces while Denzel stared at Bianca with a mug, making her raise a brow.

"i wish you would let that shit go."

"and i wish you would own up to it!"

after Bianca's retort, the two ex-lovers began to  argue for the millionth time tonight, and their friends were now sick of it. Naomi facepalmed herself, Cassandra covered her ears, Antonio rested his hand against his chin and shut his eyes, and Elijah looked between the two nonchalantly while he let out a dramatic yawn. at this point, what was the point of even continuing to bicker? what ever happened has already happened and there was no point in continuing to bring it up, but Bianca was too stubborn to let it go.

she could be on her deathbed and she'd still be talking about that same situation.

"oh, my God, shut the hell up!" Naomi snapped, causing the room to go silent, as she stood up from the floor, "i'm so sick of y'all arguin' about this same bullshit! whatever he did, whether he cheated or not, is in the past! you can't change it! so stop arguin' and let it go!"

"i'm wit' Mi'Mi on this one," Antonio added, standing up as well, "y'all needa' learn how to stop bickerin' and talk like adults, yo. this shit gettin' old and it's gettin' old hella' quick."

Cassandra and Elijah stood up in silence, making brief eye contact with each other while Naomi grabbed her purse and Antonio grabbed his keys.

"we 'bout to go load up on more snacks. when we come back, you two motherfuckas' better have made up or i swear to God i'm sendin' both of y'all home. you act like children, you get treated like children." Naomi spat, looking between the two with a slightly clenched jaw, as she narrowed her eyes at them before walking away, opening the front door and letting everyone else walk out before slamming it behind her.

the room remained silent as the two looked at the door before looking at each other, a mug gradually creeping onto Bianca's face while she stood up from the floor.

"as much as you might not wanna admit it, Bianca, she's right. eventually, we gon' have to talk about this shit like adults." Denzel spoke, getting up from the floor, as Bianca chuckled and shook her head, already finished with the conversation while she walked into Naomi's kitchen to get something to drink.

"no, what you need to do is admit what you did and then we'll move past it." Bianca shrugged, opening the fridge, as she grabbed her leftover water bottle and closed the fridge, keeping her back toward the doorway because she knew he was standing there.

"why the hell would i admit to somethin' i ain't do?" Denzel retorted, his face scrunching up, as Bianca took a sip of her water and swallowed it, feeling the cool temperature run through her while she chuckled and twisted the cap back onto the bottle.

"after all these years and you still lyin'..." Bianca chuckled bitterly, aggressively slamming the bottle on the countertop, as she turned around and glared at him, "the fuck is it gon' take for you to admit you were unfaithful, Denzel? huh?—"

"no, what the fuck is it gon' take for you to believe the truth and realize that i didn't fuckin' cheat on you?! i'm so sick of havin' to argue with you about this old ass shit—"

"and i'm so sick of you sittin' in my face and lyin' to me! and even after Cassandra told me she saw you with that bitch at that party, you still won't admit to it—"

"wait, wait, wait," Denzel paused, chuckling, as he held up his index finger and looked down at the ground before looking back up at Bianca and pointing his index finger at her, "you mean the Cassandra that you're friends with? the Cassandra that tried to get with me behind your back? the Cassandra that admitted to me that she didn't like you because you were dating me?"

"the fuck are you..." Bianca paused, the dots slowly but surely connecting in her head, as Bianca's brows raised and she let out a laugh in amusement, "no wonder she stopped me from going upstairs so fast..."

❦

TLC's "Ain't 2 Proud 2 Beg" blared into the packed room as Bianca maneuvered through the room full of young adults, her eyes scanning the crowd to see if she knew anybody that were there. it had been about 15 minutes since Bianca arrived and she couldn't find Denzel anywhere, which confused her because he told her that he'd be there. she had been wondering around for the past 5 minutes trying to find him, and the rest of their friends, but she hadn't found anybody so far.

"IF I NEED IN THE MORNIN' OR THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT..." Bianca lowly sang to herself, slightly nodding her head to the rhythm of the song, as her eyes landed on Naomi who stood in the kitchen by the counter.

walking into the kitchen, Naomi's eyes locked on her almost immediately and she smiled as she handed her a red solo cup that had Crown Royal mixed with Coca-Cola in it, which was Bianca's favorite.

"hey, Bi'Bi, i was lookin' for you! i thought you and Denzel would come at the same time," Naomi smiled as Bianca looked at the cup and looked at Naomi with a raised brow, making her laugh, "bitch, it's Crown Royal and Coke. i made sure to make it when i first got here to save it for you and to keep it in my hands so nobody would do anything to it."

"aww, you know me so well. thank you, sweet thing," Bianca cooed, grabbing the cup, as she took a sip from it and Naomi laughed while she took a sip from her own cup as well, "speaking of Denzel, do you know where he is? 'cause i can't find him and he ain't pickin' up my calls."

meanwhile, upstairs in a bedroom stood a barricaded Denzel and a psychotic Cassandra who refused to let him leave the room. she stood by the door, which was locked, and glared at Denzel with irritated yet sensual eyes, which only increased the need Denzel felt to find a way to leave the room.

Lord knows if Bianca were to walk in on them, it would be a mess to try to explain.

"just admit it, Denzel. i'm better than Bianca and you know it. she could never do the things that i can do for you, baby," Cassandra flirted, making Denzel cringe, as she took a step towards him and Denzel took a step backward, "if only the bitch would move out my spot... then i'd get to have you for-real."

"that's how you refer to your friend? and this is how you repay her after all she's done for you? you a sick motherfucka'." Denzel scoffed, shaking his head, as Cassandra chuckled mischievously and walked towards Denzel, causing him to back into a wall while she stood in front of him.

"fuck that bitch, she ain't my friend. she's an obstacle that i can't fuckin' get passed," Cassandra retorted, a sly smirk pulling at the corners of her mouth, as she trailed her index finger down Denzel's chest, "c'mon, baby, why you playin' so hard to get? you know you want me just as much as i want to, ain't nothin' stoppin' us."

"ain't nobody fuckin' playin' with you, Cassandra!" Denzel exclaimed, slapping her hand away from him while he aggressively pushed her back, "and stop fuckin' touchin' me! look, i know who i want and i know who i love. Bianca is my everything and more and i'm not gon' let a sleazy slut like you disrespect her or ruin my relationship with her just because you wanna go behind her back and be a fake bitch."

Cassandra glared at him as her hands balled up into fists at her sides, her eyes slightly darkening in anger while her eyes narrowed at him. an indescribable glint shined in her eyes and an unreadable smirk crossed her face as she let out a soft humorless chuckle, "i'ma make you regret this shit, Denzel."

Denzel stared at the woman in confusion and slight fear as he watched her leave the room, letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding in while he ran his hands down his face.

simultaneously, Bianca and Naomi stood downstairs as they sang and danced to "Temptations" by 2Pac, which just so happened to be Naomi's favorite song.

"I KNOWWW YOU BEEN SEARCHIN' FOR SOMEONEEE, TO MAKE YOU HAPPY AND GET THE JOB DONEEE!" Naomi and Bianca sung together as Bianca giggled and took a sip of her liquor, swallowing the cold liquid while she suddenly felt the urge to urinate.

"Mi'Mi, where's the bathroom?! i gotta' piss!" Bianca yelled to Naomi over the music as Naomi looked over at her and continued to move her body to the song.

"there's one upstairs, boo! the one down here is occupied!" Naomi yelled back as Bianca nodded her head and handed her the cup in her hands.

"hold my cup real quick!"

Bianca walked out of the kitchen and headed towards the staircase as she pushed her silk-pressed hair behind her ear, making her way through the crowd and about to go up a stair before bumping into someone.

"aw, shit, my bad—" Bianca paused as she looked up and locked eyes with Cassandra, making her smile, "oh, hey, my Cassie baby! i haven't seen you all night!"

"hey, B! uh, where you about to go?" Cassandra asked, smiling at her, as her palms started to slightly sweat.

"upstairs to—"

"no!" Cassandra abruptly cut her off, making Bianca's brows slightly furrow in confusion, as Cassandra let out a soft sigh and grabbed Bianca's hand, "Bianca, there's somethin' i gotta' tell you..."

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"she told me she saw you upstairs with Alaisha... i didn't wanna believe her at first, but then i seen you and her come downstairs at the same time and i didn't know what to believe anymore," Bianca explained, looking down at the ground, as the dots completely connected in her head and her eyes slightly widened while she looked up at Denzel and sighed, "oh, my God... Denzel, i'm so sorry. after all these years... fuck, i should've believed you."

"c'mere," Denzel spoke softly, holding out his arms, as Bianca walked over to him and embraced him, wrapping her arms around him and resting her head on his chest while he gently rocked hem back and forth, "don't feel guilty for that, alright? if i was in your shoes, i would've reacted the same way. i'm just glad i could finally open your eyes and make you realize that i never wronged you."

"baby... they plotted on us," Bianca mumbled, making Denzel's brows furrow in confusion, as Bianca raised her head from his chest and looked up at him, "Cassandra and Elijah. they planned that whole fuckin' thing..."

❦

ONE WEEK LATER.

hearing knocks at her dorm room door, Bianca wiped a stray tear from her cheek and sniffled softly as she walked to the door and opened it, revealing Elijah who had a bouquet of flowers in his hands.

"wassup, B. i heard about what happened between you and Denzel, so i decided to buy you these. i hope you doin' good." Elijah smiled, holding out the flowers to Bianca, as Bianca smiled softly and grabbed the bouquet from him.

"thank you, 'Lijah. and i could be better, but i'ma be alright," Bianca smiled softly, stepping to the side and allowing him inside, "Naomi went with 'Tonio to buy us some movie tickets for tonight, that's why she's not here."

"oh, that's cool, that's cool... you talked to Denzel at all?" Elijah asked, making Bianca scoff, as she sat the flowers on her bedside table and sat down on her bed while Elijah followed her and sat next to her.

"i don't wanna talk to him. he's been tryna' contact me since that party, but i refuse to speak to him. i'll talk to him when i'm ready." Bianca explained, shrugging, as Elijah nodded his head and ran his tongue over his lips while he looked at her.

"i'm sorry you goin' through this, B. fo'real. if you was mine, you'd never have to deal with no bullshit like this." Elijah spoke, grabbing her hand, as he rubbed her knuckles with his thumb and Bianca's brows lightly furrowed, his words going in one ear and out the other while she looked down at their connected hands.

"...huh?" Bianca questioned, looking up at Elijah, as Elijah had a look in his eyes that Bianca couldn't describe and it sent chills down her spine.

"you too pretty to deal with bullshit from these niggas, ma. let me change that for you. let me treat you the way you should be treated." Elijah flirted, his other hand gently grabbing her chin, as Bianca's face held a look of confusion since his words hadn't fully registered yet and Elijah leaned in slowly, attempting to kiss her before Bianca quickly pulled away from his grasp and slapped him due to her sharp reflexes.

"Elijah, what the fuck is wrong with you?! you see me being vulnerable and you try to take advantage of that and sleep with me when you supposed to be my friend?! i'm not no easy bitch and you should know that!" Bianca shouted, hopping up from her bed, as she grabbed the bouquet from her bedside table and threw it into Elijah's lap, "take them cheap ass fake flowers and get the fuck out my room!"

Elijah's jaw clenched as he looked at her and he chuckled under his breath while he grabbed the bouquet from his lap and headed towards the door, opening it and walking out while Bianca slammed and locked it behind him.

"the fuckin' nerve of him to come in my room on some bullshit..." Bianca scoffed lowly, shaking her head, as she let out a sigh and pushed her hair out of her face.

as if on cue with Bianca's door closing, Cassandra's dorm room door opened and she grabbed Elijah by his wrist and pulled him into her room, closing the door behind her while she looked up at him.

"so? what happened?" Cassandra asked, raising her brow, as Elijah chuckled humorlessly and threw the bouquet on the ground.

"the bitch ain't go for it. she still stuck onnat' Denzel nigga." Elijah mugged, sitting down on Cassandra's bed, as Cassandra groaned and facepalmed herself.

"Eli', you had one job—"

"man, fuck all'at. you told me to go over there and try to seduce her so you can get with Denzel. you act like i want her fo'real, i only did this shit for you!" Elijah exclaimed as Cassandra laughed in amusement.

"nigga, don't sit in my face and lie, we both know you like Bianca! i see the way you look at her when you think we not payin' attention!" Cassandra exclaimed as Elijah went quiet and Cassandra shook her head, walking over to the male and sitting down beside him, "look, i'ma get Denzel and you gon' get Bianca. we just gotta' keep tryin', alright?"

"i guess..."

❦

"Bianca..." Denzel paused, hearing the front doorknob jiggle, as he looked towards the door and Bianca looked towards it as well, making them realize that the four were back from the store.

"hellooo, we back! y'all made up yet?" Naomi called as she walked in and the other followed behind her, a smile on her face once she saw Bianca and Denzel hugging at the doorway of the kitchen, "see, i told y'all are y'all needed to do was talk it out.—"

"you bitch!" Bianca shouted, her eyes locking on Cassandra, as she snatched away from Denzel's grasp and charged toward her, making Naomi's eyes slightly widen while she quickly shielded Cassandra and held Bianca back.

"woah, woah, woah, what the hell's goin' on?" Naomi exclaimed, her brows furrowing, as she secured her arms around her best friend.

"why don't you ask those home-wrecking bitches behind you?!" Bianca exclaimed, yanking away from Naomi's grasp, as Naomi and Antonio looked at Cassandra and Elijah and Cassandra and Elijah looked at them before Cassandra looked at Bianca.

"Bi'Bi, what the fuck are you—"

"don't you dare fuckin' call me that shit when you tried to fuck on my nigga behind my back!" Bianca shouted, pointing her index finger at her, as Naomi's brows furrowed and she looked at a now nervous Cassandra before her eyes averted to an angry Bianca.

"okay, Bianca, just calm down and explain to me and 'Tonio what's going on, alright? we listenin', mama." Naomi assured, rubbing her shoulder, as Bianca inhaled deeply through her nose and let it out through her mouth.

"do you remember what happened that night we were at that house party and Cassandra said she saw Denzel and Alaisha upstairs in a bedroom together?" Bianca asked, looking between Naomi and Antonio, as the both of them nodded their heads and Antonio motioned for her to continue, "she fuckin' lied! she was the one in the bedroom with Denzel and she was tryna' get him to cheat on me! and she was up there talkin' all kinds of shit about me when she's supposed to be my friend! Alaisha was only up there because she was in the fuckin' bathroom!"

"and you," Denzel chimed in, pointing at Elijah, as he walked towards the group and Antonio immediately went to hold him back, "you went to her dorm room tryna' fuck on her with some funky ass flowers and even tried to kiss her! but you 'posed to be our friend, right? nigga, you ain't shit! you just as sleazy as that bitch!"

"you one foul ass bitch, Cassandra," Naomi scoffed, looking back at her, "i had heard rumors around campus that you used to fuck other girls's boyfriends, but never did i think you'd go as far as to try to fuck yo' own friend's man. that's exactly why i never had any of my niggas around you, i knew you couldn't be trusted."

"and this nigga here thought he was slicker than a muh'fuckin' snail with how he used to eye down Bianca and thought nobody noticed it," Antonio added, looking at Elijah in disgust, "man, both of y'all muh'fuckas' ain't shit, y'all belong together. and after all these years, y'all still the same foul ass muh'fuckas' from college. that shit crazy."

Cassandra parted her lips to speak but was cut off by Bianca punching her in the mouth, causing her to stumble and fall back against Naomi's door before she tripped over her own foot and fell to the ground, her body hitting the floor with a loud thud while Naomi pursed her lips together and Antonio hissed.

"you'll never get to know what it's like to be with my man, bitch. i should do some more damage to you, but i feel like that punch did enough to yo' ho ass," Bianca mugged, spitting on her, as Bianca looked over at Elijah and slapped him harshly, making him grunt while he held his face, "and fuck you, Elijah, you faker than this bitch on the floor. you'll never fuck me or date me, let that shit go."

"i'm out this bitch," Bianca grumbled, snatching her purse off of Naomi's coatrack, as she kicked Cassandra's body out of the way, resulting in a loud yelp from her, and yanked open the front door, "goodnight, y'all."

—

"Mi'Mi, i'm fine, i swear. i'm still a lil' agitated, but i'm good," Bianca assured, opening her refrigerator and searching for a bottle of water, "that bath did me some good anyway, it was so relaxing."

"i'm just checkin', girl, you know you got a temper on ya," Naomi chuckled as Bianca chuckled with her and grabbed a water bottle out of her fridge while she nudged it closed with her hip, "when you left, 'Tonio had to hold Denzel back from whuppin' Elijah's ass. it was the funniest thing ever 'cause Elijah was still dazed off of that slap you gave him."

"nigga shouldn't have been tryna' be sneaky. they say "what's done in the dark will come to the light", so i'on know why either of them tried to play me like that. man, i hate sluts, fo'real." Bianca grouched, making Naomi laugh, as she twisted the cap off of her water bottle and placed the bottle up to her lips.

"well, you ain't gotta' deal with 'em no more 'cause they trifling asses are gone for good. i got me a few hits on Cassandra for you while you was gone, boo." Naomi spoke as Bianca sensed a smile on her face and swallowed the water in her mouth before laughing.

"i just know you smilin' hard as hell right now," Bianca laughed as Naomi laughed with her and Bianca shook her head while she twisted the cap back onto her bottle, "i just hope i never see that bitch again 'cause if i see her in public, i'ma—"

Bianca was interrupted by knocking at her door, making her glance over at it while she opened her fridge and sat the water bottle back inside before shutting it.

"Mi'Mi, i gotta' go, somebody's at the door." Bianca announced, slightly tightening the silk robe on her naked her body, as she adjusted her feet in her house slippers before walking towards the phone receiver in the living room.

"it's 'bout time for me to start cleanin' up and take my ass to bed anyway. goodnight, Bi'Bi."

"goodnight, boo."

the call ended after Bianca's statement and she sat the house phone down on its receiver as she making her way to the front door, adjusting her robe and looking down at it once more before unlocking and opening the door. looking up at the person who knocked on her door, Bianca slightly froze in place once her eyes locked on Denzel and realized he was the one who was at her door.

Denzel parted his lips to speak but no words exited his mouth as Bianca swallowed the lump in her throat and stepped to the side, allowing him to come inside while he walked into her home and Bianca closed and locked the door behind him.

"Bianca... i—" Denzel was cut off by Bianca smashing her lips onto his, catching him off guard but he returned the kiss as quickly as it was given to him.

the kiss was full of love and passion and Bianca wrapped her arms around Denzel's neck as Denzel's arms rested around her waist, her fingertips gently caressing the nape of his neck while he rubbed her lower back.

after all these years of arguing and bickering over a lie and a simple misunderstanding, Bianca was finally able to be honest and let the facade that she didn't care about him die. she still loved him with everything in her, and that's why they constantly butted heads every time they were around each other. Denzel still loved her and frankly, he never stopped, but now that Bianca knew the truth, he knew that they had lots of making up to do.

And that process of making-up would start tonight.

#90s #90s icons #90s men #x black fem reader #x black reader #black girl beauty #denzel washington #spotify #one shot #request #black stories #black culture #black community #black love #black people #exes to lovers

[muncedes]

fuck priyanka chopra’s silence on palestine and fuck noami campbell’s epstein accomplice ass

#eat the rich #hate them all

[sgstories123]

Naomi rides a bicycle

“Hey, how about we rest here for a while? We cycled more than 2 hours already.” Brendon suggested, slowing his bicycle to a stop. “I go get some beer at the 7-11 over there.”

Noami got off her bicycle and watched Brendon walked into the convenience store.

“Not going in to enjoy the air-con?” Naomi turned to look at Rafiq. “Nah, you go ahead. I look after the bicycles.”

Rafiq smiled and ran after Brendon. Naomi stared at Rafiq’s ass, clad tightly in his bicycle shorts, making two perfect globes. She sighed as the sexy butt disappeared into the store.

Her husband, Brendon, had recently been interested in cycling. He had been complaining that he was getting fat and the gym sessions did not seem to be enough to keep him from getting a “spare tyre” around his waist. Noami thought it was only natural that since Brendon is already 40 years old, it was inevitable that he was growing flabby. Anyway, even when he was younger, Brendon was just an average guy. He was slimmer, but not muscular or athletic. He was definitely not walking around with six-pecs.

But Rafiq was different. Rafiq was Brendon’s colleague. He joined the company recently after graduating from a local university. He had somehow influenced Brendon to join him in night cycling,  starting from the evening and riding throughout the night till early next morning. Brendon was so into the sport that he invested in a high-end bicycle and various accessories, clothing and equipment. He even bought a set for her, so that she can accompany them. She had been reluctant at first, but after a long while, and not wanting to waste the money that was spent, she decided to join them tonight.

She had heard about Rafiq from her husband but it was the first time she met him in person. He was good-looking, with angular facial features and a sharp nose. His tan skin suggested the many hours he had spent in the sun. She was surprised when she saw him in a tight-fitting black pair of bicycle shorts and a matching top. She could see his well-toned muscular arms and defined chest. His six pecs were clearly seen in the tight top. What drew her attention, however, was his large appendage. The tight bicycle shorts leave very little to the imagination and she could clearly make out the large, thick cock and swollen testicles. Throughout the journey, she kept on stealing looks at his groin. Rafiq had caught her staring several times, but she just could not resist the temptation to stare, even though it was a little embarrassing.

The two men came out of the store laughing at some jokes. Brendon looked rather embarrassing next to Rafiq. His top squeezed his body fat into lines at awkward places around his body, making him look like the Michelin Man. His paunch was also doing a peek-a-boo, the pale pink fat jutting out just slightly between the black top and shorts. A sudden sense of shame enveloped Naomi and she shuddered slightly.

“Hey, don’t be jealous, okay. The cashier in there just told us how fit and sexy we were.” Brendon was clearly in a good mood. “I think all this night cycling is really worth it. We should celebrate.”

Naomi smiled at Brendon as she did not have the heart to tell her husband that the cashier was most probably only referring to Rafiq and not him.

They cycled a short distance to a relative quiet place next to a park. They parked their bicycles and sat on a bench, drinking the beer. Brendon was still in a good mood and downed two cans in quick succession. He burped noisily and laid down on the bench. Within minutes, he was snoring noisily.

“Gosh, this is embarrassing. He just burped and now he is snoring.” Naomi shook her head. “Sorry about this, Rafiq”

“Nah, it is okay. Brendon is a straightforward kind of guy. He just do what’s natural, not caring about what others think.” Rafiq laid back, stretching out his legs.

Naomi could not help noticing that with his legs outstretched, his cock appeared even more prominent, protruding from his shorts. She could even make out the line showing his foreskin.

“Like what you see?” Rafiq broke her thoughts.

“Huh? What do you mean?” Naomi tried to act innocent.

“Come on. I saw you staring at my cock so many times. You are practically drooling.” Rafiq laughed.

“I was just curious, that’s all.” Naomi muttered, taking a sip of her beer.

“Never seen one as large as mine?” Rafiq nodded in Brendon’s direction, sniggering. “Not very big, is it? Can’t be satisfying.”

Noami looked at Brendon. The body fat accumulating in his lower body had made the outline of his appendage less defined, but it was clear that Brendon is nowhere as endowed as Rafiq. It was true that Brendon had a small cock, but it was not only the size that mattered. Brendon did not last long in bed and often, he ejaculated before she could reach her orgasm. In the last couple of years, it was even worse as he started having difficulty in maintaining his erection.

Naomi sighed. She saw that Rafiq had heard her and immediately regretted it.

“So it is true.” Rafiq whispered gently. “How sad. You deserve much better.”

“No, it is not a big deal.” Naomi tried to defend her husband.

“You want a closer look?” Rafiq offered. “Have you seen any other cock besides Brendon’s?”

“Of course. I had a couple of boyfriends before Brendon, you know.” Naomi was a trifle offended. “But none of them seems as big as yours.” Noami conceded softly.

“So you are curious about my big cock?” Rafiq persisted. “You want to take a closer look?”

“It is not only the size.” Naomi tried to make herself seem less slutty. “I was thinking about other things.”

“Like?” Rafiq challenged her.

“Well, all my boyfriends are Chinese. I have never seen a Malay cock and I heard it was different.” Naomi was pretending that it was just intellectual curiosity. “Like it was supposed to be thicker because there is no foreskin.”

“Ha ha. That is the funniest thing that I have heard. Cocks are all the same. Chinese cocks, Malay cocks, Indian cocks. Only difference is skin colour.” Rafiq laughed. “But yeah, we Malays are circumcised so it looks a little different. If you want, I can show you.”

Rafiq pulled down his bicycle shorts, revealing his cock. It was still flaccid but it was much bigger than Brendon’s. It was as Noami had imagined. The bicycle shorts really left nothing to the imagination.

“I think it taste different too. You can suck it, if you want.” Rafiq stood up and pushed his cock in front of Naomi.

Noami could not resist it and took the cock in her mouth. It was like stuffing a large German bratwurst in her mouth as it was so thick and fat. It tasted different, maybe from the perspiration. As she sucked on it, it grew harder, longer and thicker in her mouth. Noami shifted herself so that she was now kneeling in front of Rafiq. On his part, he pulled down his shorts so as to give Noami easier access to his balls. Noami responded by alternating between sucking his cock and his balls.

Rafiq sighed in pleasure. Noami may not be younger than any of his girlfriends but her more extensive sexual experience is making this one of the best blowjobs that he ever had. He held onto Naomi’s head as he fucked her mouth. He could feel his balls tightening and he fucked her even harder. With a groan, and holding Noami’s head close to his groin, he exploded into her. Naomi knew that Rafiq was cumming but she had not expected him to hold her head so tightly. She had no choice but to swallow his sperm to avoid choking. At first, she was annoyed at being forced to swallow his bodily fluid. However, she realised that it tasted different. It was thicker and somewhat alkaline, like a type of exotic milk. When Rafiq released her head, she uncontrollably licked his cock clean, clamouring for more of his heavenly fluid.

But Rafiq did not allow her long to do that. He pushed her on the grass, removing her tight bicycle shorts, revealing her pussy. He dived right in, licking her slit with his tongue, and jabbing her mound of pleasure. She moaned but Rafiq covered her mouth with one hand. She belatedly realised that her husband was still sleeping on the bench next to her. She need to keep her voice down.

A sharp spear of pleasure pierced through her and again, she almost shouted. She bit her lips in time, as she realised that Rafiq was now fingering her. As he increased his pace, expertly rubbing and pressing against her Venus mound, she grabbed his muscular body, enjoying the strength flowing through his sinews. She arched her back, pushing herself hard against his fingers. As she felt herself reaching an orgasm, Rafiq closed his mouth onto hers, drinking in her moans of pleasure.

Noami seemed to have blackout for a moment as her orgasm took over her. When she regain conscious, Rafiq was already impaling her with his large cock. She could feel her vagina being stretched wide as Rafiq’s cock filled her hole with his warm member. As he pumped into her, she felt waves of pleasure. Rafiq lifted her legs over his shoulders, fucking her even more deeply. Again, she could feel another orgasm approaching. Again, Rafiq responded by leaning forward and kissing her.

“Let’s come together.” Rafiq grunted. He fucked her harder and faster, grinding his cock against her cunt. He kissed her again as he gave several hard thrusts, ejaculating into her. Naomi held onto Rafiq tightly as her own pleasure ran along her body, her legs wrapping itself tightly against Rafiq’s perfect ass, enjoying the closeness of their bodies.

“Wait. You were not wearing a condom?” Naomi could feel warm bodily fluid flowing out of her vagina. She had a fleeting sense of responsibility as she caught a glance of Brendon, still snoring away on the bench inches away.

“Is there anyway for me to be carrying condoms in my bike shorts?” Rafiq asked.

“You did not buy condoms when you were in 7-11?” Naomi asked?

“Were you expecting that I was going to fuck you?” Rafiq laughed. “Gosh, you are really hungry for my cock!”

Naomi was embarrassed. It came out all wrong.

Rafiq sensed that he made a mistake. “Sorry. Don’t be angry. To be frank, I did think of buying condoms in the convenience store. I was the one thinking of fucking you because you looked damn irresistible. But Brendon was there. How could I explain it to him? I can’t tell him I am being condoms because I was going to fuck his wife!”

Naomi softened. “You think I am irresistible? You had actually wanted to fuck me?”

“Yeah.” Rafiq smiled. “In fact, cocks don’t lie.”

Noami looked down and saw that Rafiq’s cock was hard again. Rafiq was so much better than Brandon. There is no problem in getting an erection and more importantly, she has never cummed more than once with Brendon. “Let’s fuck.”

Rafiq smiled and lay on the grass, his cock stiff and pointing straight up at the night sky. “Now I want you to ride me, like how you ride the bicycle.”

Naomi smiled and straddled Rafiq, slowly guiding his thick, long cock into her. She moaned softly with each inch sliding into her. Finally, when the whole length of his cock is in her, she leaned forwards towards Rafiq, whispering softly. “You are wrong. It is not only the colour of the skin. Malay cocks are so much better. My husband is away for a business trip next week. I want to ride your cock again.”

[mrs-toohot]

I'm so glad Wesley shut down noami so quick and how do you have the balls to confess your feelings like the second after they do the deed with someone else and you know they have no interest in you.

Also Candace needs to stop trying to be a man stealer like babe please stop

Naoomiiiiiii Girl your voyeurist ass literally witnessed this man pull his dick out of another woman, and you chose THAT to be your moment to tell him you wanted him? Like girl have some SELF RESPECT 😭

[tojikai]

NO NOAMI AND GOJO’s BALD HEAD MAMA NEED THEY ASSES BEAT!!! BECAUSE ASSAULT?!?!?

I never thought that as this story progressed that I would feel sorry for gojo. I really prayed for his downfall but my bby going through it

ANOTHER GREAT CHAPTER. I’m convinced you be putting crack in your stories because of how addicting they are.

bald head mama💀 the memes plssss, esp the side chick gojo im cryinnn😭 anywyas thank u smmmm, im happy u liked itt~💕

#🍭—kaitalks #f: sundered

[elibabayblog]

She cheats on you, or maybe not

(You work for a pro-werestling company during this imagine.)

You were at a wwe live event with Sabrina and you had just finished your match.  You walked backstage looking for her you went up to Noami.

"Trin, you seen Brina?" You ask her.

"Um, check your locker room," Noami responds.

"Thanks Noami," you say and give her a little hug.

You walk to your locker room. You walk up closer by the door and you hear moaning. At first you thought that it was her masturbating again, but then you walked a little closer and you hear a moan that doesn't sound like hers.  You walk up to your room and put your ear to the door and you hear a female moan.

"Oh I know she isn't with another woman in MY locker room," you speak outloud to yourself.

You barge onto your locker room.

"I know you don't have THE AUDACITY to be with another woman in my dressing room," you speak after you walk inside.

"Y/n, I promise this isn't what it looks like, she came in here and cornered me in here." She tells you looking down.

She was embarrassed because she couldn't fight her off. You looked up and it was her ex-girlfriend Ash.

"I knew that you would come back for more, but I didn't know that you'd be back this way," you tell her.

"She is mine if it wasn't for your fake ass," she tells you standing up and getting in your face.

Now you knew that she was telling the truth, because a girl who has something to hide wouldn't have visited you.

"Y/n no," she says grabbing you before you could get to her.

"Let me at her," you tell Sabrina prying at her fingers trying to get out her grasp.

"No," she calmly says.

"Brina, let me at her because no one fucks over my woman," you said fighting harder.

The smug look she had on her face made you wanna smack her even harder.

"I'm sorry but no I'm not going to let you kill her," she says backing up towards the door.

"Brina, I'm not asking, I'm telling let me at her!" You yell fighting her.

"No!" She yells back making sure to keep her hands interlocked.

You struggled hard and you eventually broke out of her grip, you jumped at her.

"You stupid bitch, no one fucks over my woman, you lucky bitch! Your lucky that she is holding me back because your ass would be dead now get the hell out my fucking job!" You scream.

She ran out if tour locker room, she stood outside the door before she left.

"You dumb ass bitch, if I was her I would let you go," she says smiling.

"You know what y/n kick her ass," Brina says.

She released you and your big brother Roman was there to catch you.

"Roman, I'm begging you to let me go, I will kill this bitch," you scream.

"No, your not going to jail. You are to good for that place," he says.

"Bitch you better watch your back because I have cops and I know important people who can end you," you evil smirk.

Her smile drops as she disappear after you did that. Roman finally releases you and you look back and see Sabrina looking unsettled. You walk by her and sit down.

"Brina, I know that you are really mad at me but-"

"Why would I be mad, you stuck up for me even when you thought that I did something wrong," she says grabbing your hands.

"Sabrina, I knew that you weren't lying because you are lying because you start to play with your hands, Brina, never scare me like that again I was about to kill you," you tell her.

"I'm sorry baby,"

"I forgive you, now lets go, I'm tired of being here," you say while smiling.

You and Brina pack your things and go back to the hotel and change clothes and cuddle and watch X-Men.

#sabrina carpenter #musician

[kandadiff]

As The World Falls Down 4

~

It took Negan a week of me refusing to contact him for him to start his own tirade against us. It started with a bang. The cars he gifted us were quickly repossessed and the protection we once had at school was ripped from us as well. Several guidance counselors were trying to get Taehyung to press charges on Katya for destroying his car and grades were entered in wrong or unfairly, bringing down all of our averages, resulting in both Makayla and I being booted from advanced placement classes and you and Hoodie on academic probation. As well as Negan forbidding anyone employed by him to talk or interact with us. The police under Negans payroll also were on our asses. The only car we had left was Makayla’s VW van and soon any infraction she did (real or imagined by the police) received tickets after tickets. Soon her father suspended the plates due to all the tickets and no one could drive it. And its not like we could play it – we all lost our jobs for various bullshit reasons.

Draven tried to meet with Edward but he refused which was straining their friendship. Last time he answered her phone call she called him a “spineless bloody dogcunt!’ and never mind the effect it was having on you. You were almost sure Edward was purposely being petty to you. Your feed was stuffed with Alison’s posts with her and Edward. It sickened you which was why almost every night you and Katya were out.

It was overwhelming, everything piling on and we all felt it.  Damien ‘donated’ a car he claimed he wasn’t using but I knew it was his favorite, a black escalade. I met with Suga and Taehyung and he promised he’d never press charges on her. Soon resentments started growing even as I was trying to fix it. Especially, when presents from both Joker and Lloyd started to pop up. It was piles of expensive clothing, shoes and jewelry. The joker marked it to you, surprising you completely and infuriating me. Lloyd was another one, bombing the hosue with packages and letters all which remained unread and unopened by me. I randomly handed out the packages and stuffed the unread letters into my nightstand. I did not forgive him either and frankly wanted nothing to do with him.

I knew everyone was worried about the status of the house. I had heard Naomi holding a secret meeting when I walked in after walking home and being followed by a few men who were trying tehre hardest to stay out of my sightline. I waited by the door listening in on the conversation. “Look at all the shit happening!” She exclaimed her hands wildly waiving around. “Look Katya could go to jail.”

“I am not going to jail.” Katya shook her head “Kay told me to worry about nothing.” Cassie gave a snort “What? I do trust her.”

“Yeah, she also told us we’d have a house.” Hoodie added dryly.

“Where are we living?” Draven huffed “A fucking shoebox? Last time I looked around we were still in a house.”

“For how long?” Hoodie mumbled and Cassie nodded her head in agreement.

“So, what exactly do you want us to do?” Draven said, her jaw tight. “Move?”

“How?” Hoodie asked “We lost our jobs.”

“I’ve been doing research.” Cassie said and Naomi nodded, Draven scoffed. “We can dissolve the sorority and move into a new house under a new name.”

“How would that be different?” Makayla asked “if the problem is with us and Negan how is changing location going to solve the issue.”

“Because its not with US and Negan.” Naomi said simply. “Its with HER and Negan. If we can convince him we are done with her at least for a bit we can have everything back to normal.”

“Oh fuck off.” Draven spat. “So you want her to be leader when it benefits you but when things get a little hard you want to run? And you think all of us will just agree? You are dumb as dong shit!”

“What about us being friends?” Makayla sighed. Katya agreed angrily swearing.

“What about us as individuals!” Noami ranted “We all lost our jobs and I know that doesn’t matter to someone like Makayla or Adi who have inheritance to live on. But what about Hoodie or Katya or even you Draven, the rest of us don’t have money like that. Now how the fuck are we going to pay bills? And I know I’ll lose my scholarship if the things with school keep happening! I can’t afford that! None of us can! Not to mention creeps fucking hanging around outside who knows why or if they are with Negan ready to pull some shit! And maybe we could all figure something out but now we won’t even have a fucking roof over our heads!

“SAYS WHO?” Draven bellowed slamming her fist on the table and making everyone jump. “WHAT IS THIS FUCKING ME, ME, ME ATTITUDE! IF YOU WANT TO DISOLVE THE FUCKING SORORITY, DO IT THEN BUT I WON’T HAVE A BLOODY PART IN IT!” she stood up and fear flicked across Naomi’s face. Did she think Draven was going to hit her? “BUT ITS FUCKING HILARIOUS HOW WHEN SHE WAS HANDING OUT GIFTS YESTERDAY EVERYONE GLADLY FUCKING TOOK!”

No one spoke up when I placed a copy of the deed to the house on the table. My name written clearly on it as owner.

It was silent when we went to the mall to pick out our homecoming dressed but the tension was there and unlike before where we went to the store together, we were separate for practically the whole time. You and Katya eventually just decided to wear one of the dresses Joker had bought you and head towards a bar. I was with Draven and we got separated when she ran into Jiwoo. I was in the dressing room trying on a dress when the lights went off and to top it off my phone died.

“Hello?!” I called out still half zipped in the dress. Silence. “Hello?! Someone’s in here!” But silence followed. I managed to take off the dress and was halfway through slipping my own dress on when I heard the faintest sound nearby. I stopped moving straining my ears to hear and heard the smallest click. If I wasn’t paying attention in the pitch black, I would have missed it. I was about to speak when I heard the undeniable clicking sound of a gun. I quickly got to my knees crawling to the next dressing room, now hearing the footsteps clearer and seeing the faintest light coming towards me.

“I don’t want to hurt you, girl” It was a gruff voice of an older man. I moved to the next stall.  He was getting closer “Just come out and lets make this easy.” He kicked open the stall I was in and I quickly ran out of the stall and towards the door to the fitting room when the lights flooded the area and I was bathed in light. “Stop!” he demanded and through the mirror I saw he was pointing the gun at my back. “I told you, girl, I want to do this easy.” He said stepping towards me, the gun held out in his hand pointing directly to my back, he was within arms length now. “Now put your hands behind your back like a good girl-“

He was unable to finish his sentence when I turned around grabbing the barrel of the gun. A fat silencer making the barrel longer and untimately proving his downfall as I thrust my elbow into his hand and took the gun from him. I hit him in the head with the butt of the handgun and he hissed.  

He grabbed for the gun and I pulled the trigger… nothing came out. It was unloaded. He took advantage of my confusion and grabbed a fistful of my hair. Yanking my head down hard and through me into one of the full length mirrors. It cracked on my forehead embedding tiny glass shards in the now open wound, blood deeping out and running into my eye. He grabbed my legs flung me to the ground and I landed hand on my back, knocking the wind out of me. “I told you I could do this the easy way-“ he screamed and plummeted as my barefoot hit his testicles. I reached for the dress I was traying on that lay in a black pile on the floor and he attempted to grab at my leg again. I plunged my foot hard into his face, feeling the bone of his nose crack under my heel. He screamed out again and I grabbed two sharp pieces of glass from the broken mirror and the dress. I tied his legs and one of his arm s with the dress. But when he went to use the other hand to grab at me again I raised my arm and plunged the glass into the space between his neck and shoulder. He howled.

“Who sent you?!” I raged forcing the glass deeper. He tried to reach for me again, just missing my hair and I stabbed the other piece in his hand. It went clean through.

“Fuck you!” He spat.

“Wrong answer.” I yanked the glass from his neck, blood splattering on me as I did and plunged it in again, moving it around painfully. He cursed. “Who sent you?!”

“Fuck -“ He was cut off as I plunged the glass out and back in moving it slight so it cut into his neck even deeper.

“I move this glass one inch to the right, and it hits your fat fucking Juglar and you bleed out!” I snapped at him “Tell me who sent you and you live.” He stayed silent and I raised the glass again.

“Bitch!” He cried out as I stopped just an inch before hitting his jugular. “STOP!”

“Stop?” I let out a dark chuckle and slapped his face. “Tell me who fucking sent you!” Silence. “Nice asshole, now you’re going to die fucking bleeding to death!”

“Fuck you!” He screamed but blood was already filling into his windpipe.

“Fuck you!” I mocked him “That’s what they all say, you think you’re fucking special by telling me fuck you? It doesn’t make me afraid of you and it doesn’t make you anything more then fucking scum.” My fist landed in his jaw and he groaned out painfully. He spit at me, blood spaying on my face, I pushed his face down so he could look at himself in the mirror. “Wanna see what happens to scum?” I spat at him and I plunged the glass into his juglar. His neck erupted like a Geiser of blood. And I stabbed him again, and again and again and again getting all the pent up rage I felt through out the last week until I was pulled off of him. I swung the glass around nearly hitting Lloyd.

“What?!” I felt crazed, like I was coming down hard off a high. “Lloyd!” His hand was on mine, prying the glass from y hand and throwing it to the ground stomping on it and breaking it into smaller pieces. “Lloyd!”

“I’m helping you.” He said grabbing my purse and then my hand. He ripped the tags off a nearby extra-large male shirt and threw it over me. He tossed me another and ordered me to wipe my face. “Quick, they’re going to be back from break soon-“

I did what I was told, still in a state of excited shock. He took the shirt back and stuffed it in my purse the dragged me out of the dressing room and through the racks of clothing.

We ended up in Lloyd sports car driving away from the mall. He was talking but I couldn’t focus on anything he was saying until his hand landed on my knee trying to get my attention when I snapped at him. “What were you doing there?! Why are you following me?!”

“Oh thank you, Lloyd.” He said his voice in a higher pitch to mimic me. “Thank you for saving me from a possible arrest for killing some deadbeat, oh and taking care of the other two that were waiting to get me at the loading door.”

“Where did they come from?” I mumbled and he gave me a look. “I’m not thanking you, how do I know you didn’t send them yourself.”

He laughed “why would I do that? If I wanted to talk to you-“

“You’d write me a letter?” I said dryly and he chuckled.

“You don’t answer your phone.”

“Not to numbers I don’t have.”

“I thought we were friends.”

“I think blowing up your limo would make you rethink that.”

He shrugged. “I thought it was funny. No one’s ever done that before.”

“It shows.” I said and his laugh made me smile despite myself. “Where are we going?”

“I’m taking you home.” He said and I eyed the navigation system. He noticed and faced it towards me. The address was the sorority house. “Unless you want to go somewhere else.”

“No, that’s fine.” It was silent for a moment.

“You know, sunshine, if you would have actually read my letters or answered my phone calls you would know why that asshole went after you.”

“Well I’m here now.” I said lazily looking over to him. “Tell me.”

“Open that and take out the pink envelope.” He said motioning to the glove compartment. I followed instructions and opened the envelope. It was a screenshot of a website on the dark web I recognized. Robin used to frequent it – it was a way of notorious mobsters to share information with other mobsters or criminals. It was a candid picture of me with the words FREE RANGE over it.

“What is this?” I asked confused “What does free range mean?”

“There’s a bounty on you, sunshine.” He said looking over at me. “and your not protected by anyone and they want you alive.”

I looked at him again and asked a question I already knew the answer too. “Negan or J?”

He shrugged “Both? Does it matter?”

“Wait, why are you telling me this?”

“We’re friends” he said obviously and smirking but my face didn’t match his. “I don’t like surprise attacks. That’s a pussy move. If I go after someone I always warn them, if I respect them, that is. Whoever did that, Joker or Negan it’s a pussy move and I respect you to much not to tell you.”

“Why?” I said not believing him at all. “You don’t know me.”

“I want to.” He admitted with a smile. “The more I hear about Ace.” He laughs “You’re legendary.”

“Those stories were greatly exaggerated.” I rolled my eyes seeing the house come into view. I half expected him to pass it and be the one to kidnap me. But he stopped in the driveway. Max’s car in the driveway, he was probably inside.

“I don’t know about that.” He said parking the car and looking at me. “You handled your own with that pig in the dressing room.”

“I left a mountain of evidence.”

“Nah” he shrugged “You’ll be fine. Youre just rusty.”

I rolled my eyes and got out of the car. I was about to walk inside when I turned around and motioned for him to roll down the window. “Thank you Lloyd.” His smile grew.

“My pleasure.”

~~

Damien and Max were the only ones I told and I really didn’t plan on it. But when I got home with my hair flecked with dried blood and my hands caked in it, it was a hard topic to avoid. Understandably they freaked out and I invited Robin over all that Lloyd was saying was true. It was and robin was also a target. It had to be Joker and soon the conversation turned to where me and Robin were going to run away too. The dance was tomorrow night but we spent the afternoon unto about 2 in the morning discussing where we could go.

That was until we got a ding on the website and saw now a map of the school and where the dance was taking place was posted promising that we’d be there. We were discussing if we should go. Both Robin and I said no and surprisingly Damiena and Max said we needed to. “Who knows what they’d do to everyone else to find them.”

I knew he was right but before we could discuss it further Naomi tried to knock on the door claiming she had something on her mind and just needed to talk to me right away.

“Is someone dying?” I asked opening my door.

“No.”

“Is someone breaking into the house?”

“No.”

“Then you don’t need to talk to me at three in the morning.”

“But-“

“No!” I shouted slamming the door in her face.

“Harsh.” Robin smirked and I rolled my eyes.

“Shut up.” I said settling in my bed. As the boys set up cots around my room. None of them really wanting me to be alone.

“Shit kay” Robin said looking back at the website. “Look.”

“What now?” I whined and looked at another FREE RANGE poster. However, instead of a picture of me or Robin it was a picture of you with a $500,000 reward for catching you alive $1,000 dead.

~

It was around this time you got home, you weren’t drunk as most days. The bar you went into was actually owned by the Joker and while he lavished you and katya with all you wanted you felt a bit on edge around him still and forced yourself to take it easy tonight. Honestly you thought youd leave with the joker like Katya left with Matthew but he was called away and didn’t return for a few hours instead sent a car to take you home. So you were tispy but not drunk.

You went upstairs and took a shower, looking in your phone as you got ready for bed and chucking your phone at the wall when you saw yet another picture of Alison and Edward on your feed. On top of that you saw Emma was still taking shit about us, and you couldn’t even hit her because we weren’t protected at school anymore and she knew it.

“Adi!” Naomi called as you settled into bed. While you weren’t there for the ‘house meeting’ Katya had told you everything and you didn’t want to even give her the time of day.

“What?” You called out and she walked in.

“Can I talk to you?”

“Its” you looked at the clock. “3:30 in the morning. What do you want?”

“We want you to join us in the other sorority- as the leader-“

“I don’t have fucking time for this right now!” You whined “im tired!” You sighed looking past Naomi seeing robin leaning on the door. For a moment you thought you were dreaming (he had been the subject of your latest dreams) and looked back at Naomi. She looked at Robin and sighed.

“Shes pretty tired” Naomi said trying to get him out. 

“Robin come in,” You said shooting her a side eye and smiling at Robin. “We can talk in the morning.”

She sighed and gave you a fake smile, nodding while she said goodnight and left. You smiled at Robin he gave Naomi a look.“Can I sleep in your room? Its crowded in Kays.”

~

[pr0wlerpunk]

Roman Reigns x fem reader x Jimmy Uso (Jimmy x reader comes later on, like around pt.2)

(This is from my wattpad RaeluvsPriest)

Warnings: cussing (I think that it)

Being new in WWE wasn't bad..but it wasn't good either.

Let me explain when your new everyone is out to get you, out to make you their next meal and it's basically like that until you "show you belong" kinda fucked up I know but that's how it is.

When you first join you NEED to have a team or your fucked, but here's the thing no one wants you because well because they don't know what you bring to the table hence where I am right now...in the ring by myself..with the one and only "Glow Queen" as everyone calls her, and she's whopping my ass, see when I came here I had the "AMAZING" chance of bumping into her...and spilling her drink on her...in my defense I did her a favor cause the outfit she was wearing was HORRIBLE.

She didn't seem to see it that way cause from then on she promised to make my life a living hell...see I've only been an official smack down wrestler for a week and I already hate it.

But uhm back to reality...

"FUCK" I screamed out in pain as Naomi continued to beat my ribs into

You could hear the crowd cheering for her

of course she's the crowd favorite..she only got that from her husband..boyfriend? Whatever they are, she doesn't deserve the love she gets

(IM SORRY I ACTUALLY LOVE NOAMI AND THINK SHE DESERVES TO BE LOVED)

All these thought were running through my head, that mind you this was pounding against my skull, I could barley move..barely see for that matter all I could rely on is my sense of hearing.

So I listened and waited.

I heard the cheering of the crowd.

The footsteps of her boots against the mat.

And when the time was right.

"BOOM NOAMI DOWN"  the announcer shouted into the mic as I grasped her feet pulling her down with me, with shaky hands I used her body as my advantage to get up.

It hurt..god does my body hurt.

I quickly but CAREFULLY made my way to the other side of the ring again listening and waiting, I felt like a sitting duck but it's the best I could do.

In a matter of no time I heard her get to her feet and then I knew it was on.

I bounced of the ropes dodging her attack, getting ready for a spear, I waited and listened and when I thought the time was right I made my move successfully spearing her, hearing her body hit the mat I hit her a few times making sure she would stay down putting her in my  finisher the "BEGGER" I grabbed her legs and arms locking them into place as I yelled "BEG ME" she started crying as I felt her arms and legs buckle down under my weight, I waited a few more minutes before pulling harder, smirking to myself as I heard her limbs start to pop and her crying getting louder, I was gonna win this, it would only be a couple more seconds before she tapped or got tapped out by the reference so I started counting...

"5" I pulled harder as she screamed out in pain

"4" I hissed through gritted teeth as my own muscles ached

"3" her arms and legs started to slip from my grip but I quickly caught them

"2" I whispered in her ear as she went limp in my arms and against the mat

Before I could reach 1 the ref hit the mat 3 times signaling I had won..

Holy shit. 

I won

I actually won my first match... 

I quickly let her go and the ref called for medical, I heard the boo's mixed in with the cheering but I didn't care..

I just showed smack down that I wasn't a force to be reckoned with.

I felt her- no MY belt getting placed on my shoulder and I immediately waited for my name to be called

"SHES DONE IT FOLKS, Y/N JUST DEFEATED NAOMI"

I sighed as I heard it my name getting called, I would finally be recognized as a STAR not just some "NEWBIE"  form NXT 

Or so I thought.

BACKSTAGE

"WHO THE HELL DOES SHE THINK SHE IS!?" a man yelled getting more and more aggravated as he watched the screen

"Yo! Relax Uce!" Another male voice said trying to relax his brother

"DONT TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK TO DO UCE!" The first male aggressively yelled pushing his brother

They 2 males kept going at it until HE finally spoke

"BOYS!"

The 2 brothers immediately froze looking to their older cousin

"Enough, you 2 are acting like children"He wasn't wrong the boys not only acted like children in the ring but outside of it too

"Naomi is going to be fine Jimmy, she'll recover"

The male or "BIG DOG" spoke ever so nonchalantly as if he didn't have a care about his cousins wife, this only angered Jimmy more, Jimmy turned his attention to his brother standing beside him as he spoke

"Romans right uce..she'll be ok"

Jimmy let the words of his cousin Roman and brother Jey sink in and finally agreed that Naomi would be alright.

Still he was pissed, there's no way he would let you keep that belt.. he was gonna get it back somehow.. someway he didn't care, as long as you suffered and suffered good.

Thank you all for reading this story it wasn't much of and x reader and more of background information I promise pt 2 will actually have the reader and Roman talk

Sorry for mistakes bye!

#roman reigns #jey uso x reader #jimmy uso x reader #roman reigns x reader #wwe imagine #jey uso #jimmy uso

[deexchanel]

Settled Down

Word Count:

Pairing: Tony Stark x BlackFem!DaughterReader. Tony Stark x BlackFem!OC

Warning: Swearing, Fluff.

Summary: Tony's proposing and his daughter Y/N is in charge. Hopefully everything goes right!

A/N: This request is for @marvelgirlvst!! thank you for the request. Y/N's step mom and Tony's fiancé name is Noami. Y/N is 18!

"Y/N I need your help!" Tony opened the door to his daughters room. Y/N slowly stopped eating her taco, confused.

"With??"

"I want to propose to Naomi tonight."

Y/N eyes bulged out their sockets. "Pro...Propose?? Dad are you sure? I mean I'm happy for you but I don't want you to mess this up because she is such a good woman for you."

Tony fumbled with the ring sitting on her bed."Yeah I'm sure Y/N. I want to propose to her and... I want you to plan everything."

"The planner? Me. EEK!!!" Y/N moved her plate aside, jumping into her father's arms. Tony laughed patting her back.

"I felt like you were the best person to do the job."

"I won't let you down Dad!"

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"Bucky I swear if you drop those roses, I'm going to hurt you." Y/N scolded, marking things off her list. Bucky waved her off while him and Sam set up the last bouquet.

"Sis is everything together?"Peter asked walking up to her, he was fumbling with his tie. Y/N smacked his hand away, fixing the tie for him. "Yes everything is ready to go. I'm going to go pick Naomi now."

"Good, I'm going to go get Morgan from Pepper."

Couple of hours later, Y/N picked up Naomi, Natasha and Wanda from the tower. "How many people are there Y/N ?" Naomi asked smoothing out her dress.

"Naomi stop asking so many damn questions." Natasha complained typing away on her phone.

"Why are you so nervous anywayy?"Y/N wondered looking through the rear view window.

"I'm not that nervous, maybe it's because I'm over dressed compared to you three." Naomi explained fumbling with the ends of her dress.

"Not really, Naomi just calm your nerves." Wanda reassured grabbing her hand. Y/N drove, Natasha in the passenger, Wanda was in the back with Naomi. When they pulled in the driveway of the cabin, the plan was in go.

"Naomi I have to cover your eyes now." Wanda said nicely holding the cloth.

"Oh you're trying to kill me!!"Naomi joked then lean forward so she could do it. Everyone laughed but was really nervous hoping this would go right. They helped her out the car, holding on to Naomi so she wouldn't fall.

"If you guys let me fall, it's on between us!" Naomi yelled as she felt as she was walking on rocks. Y/N faceplam knowing that everyone that was in position heard her.

"Y/N did you get me a dog?! What kind is it." Naomi said excitedly turning her head looking around as if she could see.

"No Naomi I didn't get you a dog." Y/N laughed, noting to tell Tony to get her a dog.

"Damn this a long ass walk." Noami complained and they were close to the scene. Everyone stifled a laugh not trying to give themselves away. Ariana Grande's song Pov played in the background.

I wanna love me (ooh)

The way that you love me (ooh)

"Omg Tony got Ariana Grande to play at the party too?! "Noami said trying to touch Natasha's hand but instead was touching her face.

"Noami we're taking the blind fold off now. Keep your eyes closed please." Wanda said untying the blind fold. Once it was off, Noami kept her eyes closed. They each count down.

"1."Natasha said.

"2." Wanda said.

"3." Y/N said and Naomi opened her eyes to see the beautiful setting.

Tears fell as she couldn't believe this was real.  Tony stood in the middle of the rose petal heart. Off to the side was Steve, Thor, T'Challa, Bucky and Peter who held Morgan. Y/N rushed off to the side to make sure that the music would still play softly.

Tony grab Naomi's hand kissing it while they stood inside the heart. Her heart pounded cause she was so nervous.

"Naomi baby, why you so nervous. it's just me." Tony said rubbing her hands to calm her down. He wipes the tears that were falling.

"When did you plan this? Everyone knew and I didn't. Even Peter kept his mouth closed. Omg you're in a suit." Naomi rambled about everything. Tony cuts her off with a kiss. He pulled back staring her in the eyes.

"Naomi stuck by my side through all the pain and hurt. You even helped me kick Steve ass ."

"Alright now." Steve butt in making everyone laugh.

"You stayed down for me even when I'm in the lab tinkering away, not giving you attention. I wanted to wife you then when I saw how good you took care of the kids. I love you so much Naomi Lorèl Love. that I miss you every second that you're not near me. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?" Tony asked getting on one knee opening a little velvet black box. The ring was genuinely beautiful.

"Anthony Edward Stark yes! ! Yes! Yes! A million times yes!" Naomi squealed jumping up and down. She tilts her head up kissing him passionately. Everyone cheered happily from her answer.

Tony slides the ring on her finger and Naomi hugs him sobbing. Tony wipes her tears aways.

" Baby why are you crying?"

" Because I get to be Mrs. Stark."

Y/N wiped the tears from her eyes as she stood beside her siblings, seeing that her dad was finally happy.

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i have nothing to do so that's why it came out so fast😂

I hope this is what you were seeking!!! @marvelgirlvst

Thank you once again💕💕

stay slutty my friends 😁

#marvel #bucky barnes #captain america #tony stark x oc #tony stark fic #tony stark x reader #tony stark daughter #tony stark one shot #tony stark x black!reader #tony stark

[sadistgalore]

Chapter 15: Luther's Brilliant Fucking Plan

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CW: dehumanization, pet whump, lady whump, captivity whump, referenced torture (branding and burning), hair pulling/grabbing, referenced noncon, blackmailing, death threats, multiple whumpers, multiple whumpees, manhandling, shock collars, infidelity, creepy/intimate/delusional/sadistic/possessive whumper(s), noncon touching, noncon kissing, stabbing, implied torture/noncon

“So, how was she?” Dark asked as he sat down in the chair opposite Luther on the couch, both of their pets kneeling next to them.

He had returned from Maryland not even five minutes ago, giving a short greeting to his friend and a heartfelt kiss to his housewife.

“Oh, she was wonderful, Ed. You trained her well,” Luther said with a shit eating grin.

Dark chuckled, pleased that his defiant pet behaved so well for his best friend. Her hands were twisting and pulling the fabric of her dress, but he couldn’t care less at the visible discomfort on her face.

“I’ve noticed she has a few more scars than when I left her, including a brand,” he said in a low voice, face in a scowl once he stared at the designed burn on her right arm.

Luther didn’t look the least bit threatened at his friend’s dangerous tone. “Believe me, it was justified. She made a new friend,” he said in a mocking tone before harshly pulling at his pet’s hair.

Killian gasped as his scalp was pulled, every instinct telling him to sit still, though. His arms had healed fairly well, but the burns on his face would be deeply scarred for a while, if not forever.

“I see he had his own share of punishment as well,” Dark added, looking at the boy’s scarred face and arms.

“Your girl tried to feed him against my permission, then her defiance rubbed off on him. But I had them under my control soon enough,” Harper forced down a whimper as she recalled the horrific week of rape and torture she had spent with the man, who wasn’t sharing even a fraction as he should have with her captor. But she knew better than to say anything.

She then felt hands gripping her chin, taking her out of her thoughts. “Harper, did he touch you at all like the way I do?”

The girl swallowed as she stared at the familiar and possessive look on her captors face, before fearfully glancing over at the man on the couch. Luther’s face was emotionless, but she knew his mind was threatening her if she dared to tell the truth.

The kitty had finally stopped crying, knees tucked up to her chest on the bed. She and the dog, who was still tied to the chair, were staring at each other, regret in the dog’s and anger in the other.

“I’m gonna tell him, as soon as he gets back,” the kitty promised, throat scratchy and raw by the night they had shared together.

The man finished zipping his pants and rolled his eyes, not bothered to talk as he reached down to grab his shirt off the floor.

Kitty painfully sat up, pissed that he wasn’t paying attention to her. “I’m serious. He’s the only one allowed to rape me, he told you-”

Doggy screamed as his shock collar was set off yet again. Master grabbed his hair painfully, forcing him to look at Kitty.

“He. Is. Mine. Like you are Edward’s. Ed can do whatever the fuck he wants to do with you when I’m gone, just like I can do whatever the fuck I want to do with him. No one will care if I kill him, understand? If I even suspect that Edward knows what happened here tonight, and what will continue to happen, your precious little Ian is going to have a long and painful death. Understand?”

Kitty didn’t respond, just let out a small sob and rolled back over on the bed. The man smiled as he let go of the dog’s hair, walking out of the bedroom leaving two broken pets behind.

Harper breathed out, trying to not give away the emotion on her face, for Killian’s sake. “No, just the brand and a few beatings, Master. I was good for him just like you told me to.” It was forced, she knows, but best not to make him angry when he just got back.

Dark smiled, patting her head. “Very good girl. Sorry for the accusation, Lou, you know how I get about my pets.”

Luther laughed. “No worries, Ed. Besides, I would never dream of touching her.”

Killian’s heart dropped as he stared at the girl, watching her try so hard to keep a straight face and not tell what really happened.

All for him.

Dark changed the subject matter quickly. “Anyways, did you hear the news? Helene’s going away to Philadelphia for three weeks.”

Harper looked up confused. Helene? As in Congresswoman Helene McKinley? Beth’s boss?

“Really?” Luther questioned. “She never leaves DC.”

“Had to take care of a personal matter. She ensured the subject will be one of ours soon.”

“Very good. What does that leave you then?”

“I was thinking of taking Harper back to my base again,” Dark started, fingers flowing through his pet's raven hair to keep himself calm. “Possibly my manor, but you know how my gang loves to talk. And with how often Noah comes around, he’ll be sure to share my new pet with Noami. I’m afraid it’s too much of a risk to my marriage to take her anywhere but here.”

Luther chuckled. “Noami will never stop running her mouth to Helene if she finds out. ‘Helene did you hear? Your Edward found himself another slut to fuck behind your back! If you don’t murder his ass right now, I will do it for you!’” He finished the imitation with a smile, but Harper couldn’t tell if it was genuine or not when she stared at him.

Dark laughed at the scene, but continued. “Unfortunately, coming here to Delaware constantly prevents me from running my base in DC. I can’t let her be another one of my one-offs, she’s,” the man stopped to grasp her chin again, thumb running over her lip, “Special.”

Luther sat in silence for a moment, then spoke up as if a lightbulb had just casted a light over his head. “How about taking her to my building? The top floor is a private penthouse that I only have access to, with tons of rooms and space for you two to live. You’ll be easily able to travel between your base and there, and I could watch her while you’re gone!”

Watch her while you’re gone. Harper wished she had the nerves to scream her protests against the idea. But in reality, which one is the lesser of two evils? A sadistic man who sees her as nothing but a kitty, or a delusional man who sees her as a housewife that he can kill at any moment?

Dark scratched her chin, pondering the idea. Killian stared blankly ahead, a distant part of him hoping his Master’s idea would work; maybe he could see Harper more.

“You know, Lou, I think I’ll take your deal,” Edward said after a moment of silence. “Are you sure it’s not a problem for you?”

Luther waved him off. “Don’t worry about it. I barely use it anyways. You can even use it after Helene comes back or for as long as you need.”

“Thank you, Luther,” Dark said with a genuine smile, not the creepy one he always uses on Harper. “I owe you one.”

Luther nodded, scratching his pet's hair one last time before getting up. “Well, I should be getting back. Give me a call when you’re coming, and I’ll be sure to sneak you in.”

Dark got up as well, going out to shake his friend's hand. “You’re the best friend I’ve ever had, Luther. We’ll be there by tomorrow evening.”

You’re the best friend I’ve ever had, Beth.

Luther shook back with a smile. “Oh, I know. I’ll be looking forward to seeing you.”

I know, Harp. Now come on, we gotta catch the bus to get back home.

How do I get back home to you, Beth?

“Come on, Kill.” Killian rushed to get up, back hunched as he stood next to his master. As Dark walked towards the door to open it for him, Luther quickly turned around towards Harper, his dangerous gaze vastly different from his friendly one just a minute ago.

“If you say anything, I’ll kill him,” Luther whispered, hand gripping Killian’s neck as he raised an eyebrow at Harper.

Harper gave a slight nod, staring at Killian before mouthing, Goodbye, Ian.

The boy swallowed against the tight hold. Goodbye, Harper.

Luther rolled his eyes and pushed the boy towards the door, giving Dark one final goodbye before leaving. The said man closed and locked the door, loosening his tie as he walked back to his pet.

Harper’s instincts were screaming at her to run away from his predatory walk, but she stayed kneeling before her hair was harshly grabbed and she was pulled to her feet. “Oh, darling,” Dark said with a sick smile. ”It’s been so long since I’ve heard you scream.”

The pain on her scalp was relieved just before she was thrown across the room, back hitting the couch before falling to the floor. She shakingly looked up, expecting anger from her captor, but all she saw was lust. The extreme lust to hurt her.

Harper whimpered, lips trembling as she moved back until she hit the TV stand behind her. Why did this have to be her life? She was a good person- she was a detective for God’s sake. She devoted her life to searching for her brother who everyone said was dead. She worked to expose the most dangerous and corrupt people in her city with her best friend. And now she was a fucking pet for one of them, the same man that ruined her life seven years ago.

The girl heaved in before she broke down sobbing, her fight leaving as her reality came crashing down. The previous discussion was two sick men talking about moving her, so no one will know where she is. Or even alive. And if she wasn’t useful to him anymore, she would die.

Dark cooed as he kneeled down, fingers brushing the hair out of her face. “Oh, sweetheart, I know. You’re just so excited to see me. Don’t worry, I’ll make up for all the time we missed.”

Harper couldn’t even plead for mercy before her vision partially blacked out. Her head erupted in pain as it was slammed into the stand behind her. Through the fog that formed in her vision, she felt herself be laid down on the ground, and a heavy weight be placed on her waist.

She heard a murmur from above her. “Daddy missed his toy.” Dark’s face leaned down, lips trailing her neck. She felt his breath on her face that smelled of tobacco. Then she was forced to listen to her shirt being ripped open.

The man kissed her lips, passionately and with emotion that shouldn’t come from a man like him. His tongue slid in, trailing her gums and teeth and making sure to consume every part of her. Harper suddenly screamed when a knife was plunged into her shoulder, shrills and pleas being drowned out by the kiss as the knife dug deeper into her skin.

Dark pulled back, stomach filling with joy as he saw the tears cover her face, his finger going to trace the wound in blood. He made sure to coat himself in it before touching her face again, smearing her own blood there. He smiled maniacally as Harper’s scream almost shook the room when his thumb dug into the wound, every movement causing her face to contort in unbearable pain.

She’s never looked so beautiful.

“I love you, Evie,” he said before hungrily kissing the girl on the floor again, screams never stopping as she writhed under the man who would never let her go.

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Nic almost fell off his chair as he heard a knock on his front door. His hair was a mess, eyes sunken and colored due to many sleepless nights, and clothes that had not been changed since five days ago. He scrambled to open it, seeing the familiar blonde and curly hair of the secretary.

“Beth,” Nic said in almost disbelief. From their falling out yesterday, he had figured she wouldn’t want to see him at all. But the girl looked at him with a sudden determination he had not seen the previous day.

“Let’s find Harper and expose these fucking bastards.”

Nic smiled and stepped back to let her in. “After you, Mrs. Carrien.”

#whump #whump community #whump blog #whump fic #whump writing #whump tropes #lady whump #whumpee #whumper #lady whumpee #male whumper #multiple whumpees #multiple whumpers #dehumanisation tw #pet whump #captivity whump #tw referenced branding #tw referenced burning #referenced torture #implied torture #noncon kissing #noncon touching #implied noncon #referenced noncon tw #hair grabbing #manhandling #blackmailing #death threats #shock collars #infedelity

[dawncchen]

Chinese Representation in A Deadly Education is...Weird

I really like the plot and character in A Deadly Education so far, but the criticism regarding cultural and race insensitivity and misrepresentation is quiet on point. Can’t speak for any other group of people, but the inclusion of Chinese culture is a bit weird to say the least.

First is the fact that Liu, a teenage girl can translate writing from Zhou dynasty is so laughable. The writing in Zhou dynasty is SO different modern Chinese (regardless of traditional or simplified) only some words can be remotely trace back to the writing find by historians. No professional scholar can even translate whole ass pages of Zhou dynasty writings let alone a teenager. Zhou dynasty writing resembles more to drawings and symbols more than words seen in writing in Chinese later on. 

Second of is the whole part where the fact that during Cultural Revolution some Shanghai enclavers were apparently “shipped away” by the authority by appearing “remotely rich”, which is hysterical since this just ooze the lack of understanding to what Cultural Revolution was. For a book that’s filled with criticism of capitalism, A Deadly Education seems to equate Cultural Revolution to overthrowing the rich in the country. Which is COMPLETELY WRONG since the implementation of communism is well-established by the time of Cultural Revolution, which means the rich was already purged before then. Cultural Revolution was instead a targeted cleansing towards scholars such as professors/teachers/anyone who is specializing in any cultural studies, also actors/artists are also prosecuted. Not to mention a bunch of CCP members were cleansed since it’s a in-party faction cleansing as well, only in the name of them being “traitors”. Countless historically cultural relics/architectures and art pieces were destroyed. There are certain good things come out of it such as the spread of education opportunities towards rural areas by having millions of university students to teach in the less developed part of China, but THE OVERWHELMING CULTURAL CLEANSING IS NOT THE SAME AS OVERTHROWING THE CAPITALIST SOCIETY. 

I know these things are minor and there are even more insulting things in this book towards other minority group, but I just want to add my two cents and say that representation isn’t always good when there’s an underlining of misinformed information. I love the book’s world building but these smalls things that Noami Novak included without understanding real people’s real history still pokes at a really sour point. I am so sick of seeing people using our real historical events that are scarring to us as some kind of misguided one-line off reference, and somehow we’re supposed to feel included in this??? haha no. 

#A Deadly Education #representation

[crazyyfilmyfreak]

Guys this is cool ? i Mean it is not great but it is Cool and really good ? i have no fucking answer if somebody asks me why this film bombed at box office Obviously there are some scenes in the films where we get this approach like " YEAH MEN BAD" but still the film is way more than that.

I have seen the first two films a way long back They are really really good and great ( also a little bit cheesy but i dont mind that ) and comparing to those films this film actually fits the atmosphere along with those ones and does something new this time

Kristen stewart was SEXY AS HELL and she really played her part in the coolest way , ella ballinska IS A BAD-ASS for the first half i wasnt much connected to her char but in second half i think she did a great job and char had more depth there also HER ACTION SCENES WERE JUST LIT AND NOAMI SCOTT IS GORGEOUS AS HELL , the whole films kinda feels like an sub origin story of elena and last 20 mins were kinda very distracting for me because of Noami *_* #IYKWIM , THAT RED FUCKING DRESS Huh .... watever i enjoyed the film very much and i kinda wish the action scenes were little better ? and more realistic with less cuts thats my only problem as i said in BOP review i love films when women kick the bad guys ass and this one is actualy good i still have no answer why this film bombed so bad at box office

#Charliesangels #charlies angels 2019 #movie #movies #films #film #cinema #kristen stewart #noami scott #ella balinska #elizabeth banks #Noah Centineo #Sam Claflin

[spacesuitsforemergency]

"never speak of this again" with Nita?

“SOMEBODY HELP ME!”

Naomi and Naiche bolted up from their spots at the table, where they were playing poker, when they heard their sisters scream from upstairs. They rushed up the stairs, shoving past their dogs, bursting into her room. They raised their eyebrows in confusion when they saw Hiawatha laughing so hard he was on the floor, and Nita nowhere to be seen.

“Watha, what the hell?” Naomi asked her brother.

“SHES...OH MY GOD!” Hiawatha wheezed, trying to contain himself. “I CANT BREATHE.”

“LOOK WHAT HE DID TO ME!” Nita slammed her bathroom door open, Naomi and Naiche both bursting into laughter like their brother. “ITS NOT FUNNY!”

“WHY IS YOUR HAIR ORANGE?!” Naomi snorted, holding her sides as they ached from laughing so hard.

“Nita you look like a cheeto!” Naiche cackled, walking over to examine his sisters hair. “Watha how did this happen?”

“I guess I mixed the wrong stuff? I don’t know!” Hiawatha giggled as he finally stood up, wiping tears from his eyes.

“Well, fix it! Homecoming is this Friday!” Nita shrieked.

“Okay okay, if we help you, you have to do our chores for the rest of the week.” Naiche bargained.

“What do you know about hair? You’ve never used a brush in your life!” Nita gestured to the rats nest Naiche called hair.

“I know for a fact that we need to use an ash blonde dye to neutralize the orange tones.” Naiche crossed his arms.

“How’d you know that?” Hiawatha blinked at his little brother.

“Do you know how many times I had to listen to mom yell at her clients about trying to go blonde and making their hair orange instead?” Naiche scoffed.

“True. One time she called that one Italian guy and they ranted about split ends for 45 minutes straight.” Naomi sighed.

“Yeah. So you want our help or not?” Naiche put his hands on his hips.

“...fine.” Nita grumbled, and her siblings all got to work to fix Hiawatha’s mess. “But. We never speak of this again. Agreed?”

“Agreed.” Noami and Naiche nodded.

“Yeah, don’t tell mom I know how to neutralize orange undertones or she’ll drag my ass to her next fashion show.” Naiche shuddered in fear at the very thought of his mother making him help with beauty Crap.

#thanks for the ask! #last thing for the night I’ll post the rest in the morning #turned into the siblings but yknow #close enough #Nita harper #the harpers

[jackoshadows]

One reason I love science fiction and fantasy is that these genres are able to explore complex real world issues and political dynamics through the fictional worlds and cultures in these books/shows.  For example, Battlestar Galactica examined the morality of suicide bombers when the good guys became insurgents and resistance fighters against the occupation by the Cylons on New Caprica.

The Expanse similarly does a fantastic job, IMO, exploring themes of class/cultural differences, oppression, the divide between first world and third world countries, capitalistic greed, colonialism, imperialism - and how it’s always the little guy who gets fucked over when the big powers go to war with each other.

My sympathies are with the Belters. I can understand why Naomi is angry/not friendly when she talks with Avasarala or even Elvi in season 4. On the other hand, she has a nuanced relationship with Lucia, helping her to come to terms with what she did. Female friendships? Noami has them with Drummer, Lucia and even Felcia the budding young engineer as they work together to save the Barb.

The belters are similar to the third world countries in the real world. Having to kowtow to what western powers dictate they should or should not do in order to have some semblance of power - it’s a delicate balance as we see with Drummer and Ashford at Medina station. The smallest mistake or difference of opinion and their power can be easily taken away. It’s not real power. It’s an illusion of power and Drummer is starting to see that.

Belter refugees are given less preference to settle in the new worlds and shot at by UNN ships patrolling the ring space as opposed to colony ships. As Nancy Gao tells Avasarala, the only reason there were no riots on earth when UNN ships fired on Ganymede ships, was because it was belters on those ships. And no one cares if belters die. The lives of inners are more important.  Avasarala does not care about belters - Earth comes first. Hell, we were first introduced to Avasarala while she was torturing a belter prisoner with gravity and it was frigging Errinwright who put a stop that!

Seeing Murtry and his band of trigger happy entitled assholes order around the belter refugees with their guns makes what Lucia and her friends did understandable. It does not justify it, but it shows us why the oppressed are angry and sometimes fight back in violent ways. One man’s terrorist is another man’s freedom fighter.

Marco is a horrible man, but he’s right about how things are between Earth, Mars and the Belt. And that’s why he has so many followers and people who do his bidding. And that’s why Drummer made a HUGE mistake in granting him life.

As Miller explained when he shot Dresden dead -  “I didn’t kill him because he was crazy; I killed him because he was making sense”.  And Marco was making a whole lot of sense and that is why he is dangerous - a charming, charismatic belter who is able to convince other belters that his path is the right path.

I loved Ashford this season. Simply because David Strathairn is an amazing actor and tells us so much with just his eyes. We can see that he does agree with the gist of what Marco and the other belters attacking UNN ships are telling him - but things have changed and Belters have no power to fight back and the peaceful OPA factions have started to become defunct. It will be interesting to see how Fred Johnson, Anderson Dawes and mainly Drummer address Marco and the Free Navy next season.

Bobbie’s story line was also interesting in terms of how Martian society changed to ‘every man for himself’ from their fiercely nationalistic fervor once the ring gates opened whole new worlds. It makes sense - why spend decades terra forming a planet if there were perfectly inhabitable worlds elsewhere. Capitalistic greed takes over and and corruption is now rife in Mars.

And finally I loved the story on Ilus. Seasons 1-3, navigating space was the challenge. In season 4, the adventures take place on a new world, where the planet/protomolecule tries to kill our characters with flying bugs that cut through skin, death slugs, viruses that eat the vitreous humor of the eyes blinding everyone, tsunamis, earthquakes, shock waves, lightning etc.  Naomi’s body failing her on the planet, Holden and Miller, Amos and Wei.  It’s a tense situation as the Roci crew try to save everyone and at the same time face Murtry and his people. I like the crew dynamics we got with Amos/Holden stuck on Ilus  and Naomi/Alex on the Roci helping the Barbapiccola. Naomi’s conversation with Lucia was beautiful. All round great acting by everyone.

Murtry made for a great baddie. Dr. Elvi Okoye was bad-ass at the end there with proto-Miller and saved the day. Lucia gets a second chance. The Belters get to stay and mine the lithium. Bobbie figured out what was going on between Marco’s men and rogue martians. Avasarala lost. Good bye Miller. We meet Filip Inaros. Ashford went out like the Bossmang he is. And I loved season 4 of the Expanse!

#The Expanse #Expanse spoilers #Expanse season 4

[polygamyff]

50. Part 3

Arriving at the Davenport home, I am nervous to be honest. I mean this could go terribly wrong and Maurice hates me for it, but I am of course being careful, Joy does not mind speaking to me at all “is she asleep still?” getting out of the truck, Marquis wants Reign to be awake but that girl is done for the day she is knocked out “oh not yet, she is tired still” walking around the truck “I got her, I will get her out” Maurice said “come, get their stuff out!” Marquis shouted, waving at these people. I am guess these are the maids or housekeepers, I think but there is a few men here. “what you think?” Maurice said, seeing these Chihuahua’s running out “ugh, god. I hate these dogs” Maurice said, seeing the woman herself. Here she is “welcome Robyn, don’t you look good” I chuckled as I made my way towards her “thank you so much, are you wearing your Sunday best, for me?” hugging her, Joy gave me a squeeze “well it is a good day, it’s good to see you. See someone different faces here” moving back from the hug “same, your home already looks beautiful, I am amazed. I have never seen something so big” looking to the side of me and at Maurice “you have” he said, I scoffed hitting his arm “don’t be so rude” shaking my head, I am guess the rows of cars are Maurice’ “are they yours?” I pointed “yeah, don’t you remember the Porsche?” I grinned, letting out an oh “oh I do, you lied and told me it was your dad’ car, I do remember that. What a day that was, Oh god! Maurice, you had your snapback on and buying sandwich, you called me Bonita and you looked so scared, I remember it all pootie, I do” how can I forget any of that “who would have thought we would be here now, with a baby. We will have to go in the car again, take you around” smiling at him “you two lovebirds, so cute” Joy said, breaking my eyes away from Maurice’ glare “I love you” Maurice pressed a kiss to the top of my head, Joy placed her hand behind my back “come on in” Joy didn’t even say hi to Maurice like at all “hey sweetie!” Joy said finally “hey” Maurice replied back, very cold hi this is, I am sorry but my hi was much more loving “this is so excited, Reign’ first time here too. She will love it. Marquis went out and bought her some toys” going inside the home, it’s so grande “wow!” I said, it’s huge. Like there two huge stairs on either side going up “is that Maurice?” I pointed “that is him, awww. An actual family picture” as soon as you enter there is a family picture “yes, it’s Maurice, Malik and Nalah. When Maurice actually wanted to hold him. He was six here, as you can see from his tan he came back from Spain” look at Maurice’ smile, he wasn’t that grumpy then as a child.

This home is amazing, like I think our home in New York is huge but this, this is crazy and I haven’t even seen it all “so this is the main room we stay in, Maurice can show you the rest, I am sure he does but if you want to find us, here is the room.” Walking in behind Joy “oh my god” I was not expecting that “what do you think?” Marquis asked, he was already stood waiting for us “the picture” I pointed at the wall “its my family” I am shocked to see the picture of us in Dubai, the opening of the hotel “I asked Rich, he was there. He took this picture, look at us” that picture, wow “I am shocked, I mean I made it to your wall” I pointed “is my dad being crazy again” Maurice came up from behind me, he placed Reign’ car seat down “I mean, I don’t know” I didn’t want to say “and we have these” Marquis made his way to the open wood fire place “we have these little framed pictures of Reign-Texas” moving closer “oh wow, ok. That is cute but I think this room is not good enough for Reign, not in that way. But she could hurt herself easily, do you have another room where it’s less dangerous?” I mean the open fire, it’s not it “don’t tell my dad that, he will rip the whole place out” Maurice said laughing “you are right, I would but we can go to another room of course” Maurice shook his head “so now we’re going to have to change the room?” Maurice said laughing “oh be quiet son” Marquis walked by him.

I think this room will be best, it’s minimal “I bought Reign some toys, also a playset she can use” Marquis moved to the side, did this man just buy Reign toys, and a whole ass playset, these workers are having to bring it in “aww you got her a walker too, this is so sweet. She is so spoilt, thank you” I said, “are they good enough?” Marquis said “yes they are, Joy knows. She raised three children of her own” I added, Marquis nodded his head “you know what, so both of you can spend time with her. I am sure Joy knows what to do but spend some time with her, Maurice can show me around. What do you think?” I mean it gives me time with Maurice and them time with Reign “we would love that, if anything we can call Maurice. You can come back” Joy said “yeah do that, it’s her day with both so why not” Maurice grinned at me, either he is laughing, or he is just happy “in her bag, she has everything in there. Her tooth at the bottom is coming through so she will bite and chew on anything so just watch her. I have all her teething things, if she is grumpy then give her something to soothe the pain. Other then that, the toys will be keeping her company, she is going to love it. She will use anything to help her stand up so please make sure it’s safe for her to do but that is it, I think she will be ok” I might as well take a damn tour around the place and also Reign gets to spend time with the nutjob Marquis, I mean it’s nice of him to buy her gifts.

Everything is just huge, like it’s crazy “your dad has all of this for what? I am not being rude but there is nobody here?” I am confused, because right now I am stood in a fucking cinema, this just looks like a cinema to me, even outside it has a whole fucking popcorn maker with all sorts of candy and drinks “well like I told you, we lived somewhere else first, he built this for us. It was his dream home, not only that the home we had. I didn’t like, you know. All glass type of shit, yeah” he walked off, I remember Maurice telling me a story about that, he didn’t like that home much “but yeah, it’s his dream home. You can get lost here but I only remember the rooms I would go too so like, this room and also. You want to see the ballroom? The room we were supposed to get married in?” side eyeing Maurice “you ruined that” crossing my arms across my chest “but then we could have fixed the issues, just got married and done deal. Now this room had held billionaires. I have had many teachings of ballroom dance I have you know” laughing at Maurice because that shit does not shock me, I mean he is a rich boy “sure, how many ladies have danced with you?” this place is huge, and Maurice is walking so damn fast “oh my dad bought this painting in France. Cost him forty six thousand dollars, and it’s trash” these people don’t care for money at all “answer my question!” I half shouted “I feel like I am in a castle, it’s crazy” there is many paintings, it’s amazing “well my dad wanted the entrance to lead up to this” Maurice dragged open the doors to the room, he turned to me “and you are the only lady that matters, if you would like to hold my hand” Maurice said as he continued to walk backwards, holding onto his hand.

This room is beautiful “wow” that is all I am saying, this is just beautiful “may have I this dance?” looking down from staring at the detailed painting on the ceiling “uh yeah” I laughed smiling at him, he pressed a kiss to my hand “see, if we did got married. We would have been here, right about” he looked around him “mhmmm, here. This is where the dance would have happened” I am so amazed right now, I bit my lip and nodded slowly “I can’t dance like that, you know” Maurice put his hands on my waist “you have, remember at my birthday. You can do it, just let me take the lead but you can” placing my hands around his neck “now let’s imagine the music” Maurice began to sway and the sound of his humming with his eyes closed, I think it’s 1 +1. I tried to help along as well but I am not good at this, I will embrace the moment. Maurice opened his eyes laughing, laughing at my failed attempt at this. Placing his chin just on my head “relax” he said “it will happen” I closed my eyes and tried to throw away my worries and soon enough I was swaying to the music, my smile grew. Just as I was getting the hang of it, Maurice moved his hands. Moving my hands from around my neck and twirled me around “now that could have been us” he pulled me into him “I want more” he nuzzled the side my neck “soon, this is what you get. The things love does to you Bonita” he let me go, I am so in love with this man.

I really enjoyed that dance, I want that for my wedding, I am sad that I missed out on that but soon I will have that dance “so this is where I used invite all of my hoes, I used to get blowjobs here and everything” smacking his back “be quiet, open the damn door” he is stupid “I am joking, nothing much in this but honestly. I used to stay here the most, I did not want to stay with Noami and” Maurice pushed open the double doors “fun fact” Maurice turned to me “I have never invited her to stay here, she has never slept here either so you are the first, my one and only lady here” his room is pretty basic, you can tell he never stayed here at all “I just laid my head here and then left to do my thing” his bed looks so nice “looks like my dad got the crib in here already, that man does not wait at all” Maurice sat on the bed “who put the cases here?” I pointed at them “the housekeepers, it’s ok. So what do you think?” walking over to the side table “is this” picking up the photo “Mami” Maurice said “you and Paula? Hasn’t your mom ever seen this? I mean that is sad” look at my baby, he looked so happy “look at your no having teeth ass, so cute. She is holding you like she is her own, that is cute” placing the photo back down “who is this baby?” he has a random baby photo “oh erm, it’s Malik. He used to play about saying I loved him, he left it there and I never picked it up after that. But this is where we will sleep, I mean it’s big but pretty basic” it is a nice room but very minimal “you need to walk me back here because honestly I will forget where this place is” the home is just too big.

I cannot believe I am seeing horses; I am excited to see them in real life “you not see one in real life? Let me get them to bring her closer, she is my favourite” Maurice walked off, I am not about to walk any further because my heels are not made for this at all. This is so beautiful, Marquis has horses in the back, from what I can see he has three but the black one is majestic, and I want to see it up close. Maurice jogged back over to me “he will bring her over, do you know her name? I named her, she is called Tiki” crossing my arms across my chest “Tiki? Why? What a random name, god Maurice. She is beautiful, oh my god” I don’t care, I am stepping on the grass for this. She is the sweetest thing but huge “hey girl, Tiki!” ok I am scared, she is huge but Maurice did not care, he jumped right in hugging her “it’s me girl” I cooed out, she knows him “you can touch, she won’t bite. This is Robyn” she is so beautiful but I am scared a little, reaching my hand up and letting the back of my head slowly stroke her “you are so perfect” I said “you can ride her, if you want?” shaking my head, I am scared to do that “tomorrow, I will prep her. You will ride her, she is fine. Ain’t you girl” I am so amazed seeing this, things like this in Texas would make me want to settle here. I mean to wake up and see this, I could see it “hey, you two!” looking behind me seeing Joy “you want to come and have some tea?” looking at Maurice “you can go if you want, I am going to just see to the other horses, I will be with you” this is my chance to say something, well something “don’t be too long” walking off towards Joy “tea?” I said laughing “yes, Marquis likes his tea. Reign is awake, she was a little diamond, she woke up and whined a little but now she is playing her little heart out” least my daughter is happy “I wanted to ask Joy” I said as we made our way back into the home “did you sign a prenup?” I mean it’s a logical question “I did, that is something I had no choice in that is why Marquis doesn’t like that Maurice is not making you do it” letting out an oh, that is interesting and I can’t wait to hear more.

#Chrianna #Chrianna FF #Fanfic #Fanfiction