#vivienne scotty

[axailslink]

Happy Birthday~

Scotty x FEM!reader

Synopsis: Scotty likes you and has liked you for a very long time in fact she can't hide her feelings any longer. So, what better day to tell you then on your birthday while you've had a few drinks and are feeling fearless?

Birthday girl here! Birthday girl there! Your small group of friends had whisked you to many places first your dinner which consisted of every piece of food you could inhale along with everyone's card which you tucked in your gift bags to read later. Then you were dragged to the bar not for long you're sure it was a distraction from them filling your house with pink balloons and more alcohol and crowding your floor in gifts which lay at your feet at the moment. "I'm convinced y'all tryna fuck me." Of course, you can never just say "thank you" it's not in your vocabulary not with your friends not with the group of idiots you've known more than the years of life you dedicated to school and classes. It's about time for everyone to retire sadly so you say your goodbyes and give your last hugs for the night. Expecting to be left alone you have a knock on your door breaking you away from opening your gifts you trip past the bags and to the door opening it to see Scotty holding a teddy bear as big as herself but from the awkwardness you're sure it's her. "A little birdie told me it was your birthday" you can't help but smile at Scotty's overwhelmingly childish behavior "it would seem you are late to the party" she sighs as you pull the life sized bear away from her face to see her sad facial expression "work cornered me but I wouldn't miss it just over anything..." You hug Scotty and pull her into the house tripping over a few things but never letting her go. "I can't stay for long I actually have to go in a minute but I wanted to give you this she pulls away and hands you a hefty birthday card surprised by the weight of it you want to open it immediately but she stops you. "Could you wait until I'm gone?" "What? No it must be important it's heavy" you rip open the letter as if it's the first one you've received when you know you have plenty tucked in the gifts circling both of your feet. Scotty seems stuck in her place as you take out the letter with little hearts plastered over the papers maybe about fifteen photos fall from your hands when you unfold the paper and you're smiling ear to ear as you pick them up and look at them. In each one Scotty's smiling ear to ear and looking at you like you're the best thing created by the gods in one photo though it's just you smiling. "Awe Scotty" you hug her as you start to read the letter but as you read you slowly widen your eyes. "Scotty" Scotty looks past you unsure if it's safe to even look in your direction she doesn't. She braces herself to be hit or yelled at but after thirty seconds neither thing happens so finally she looks at you "I don't understand." You very well do but maybe it's a mistake there's no way your friend you've cared for for years has had some crush on you not Scotty not sweet Scotty. "I don't know how I can make it clearer" her words make you nod "I'm tired of acting like I don't like you" you slowly pull away from her but it's her turn to hug you and hold you close.

"Y/n as ridiculous as this is going to sound I don't want to be your friend I'm tired of being your friend" she nestles her face into the crook of your neck as she breathes you in "please don't hate me for this." You shake your head in disbelief as she slowly pulls away "I value our friendship I do" you mumble "I love you" Scotty said these words to you often but hearing them now and knowing the way she means them in this very moment you're blinded and deaf even you can't look anywhere you can't hear anything but you can feel her. Her hands gently pressed into your back and her tears steaming down her face and onto your bare shoulders. She finally lets you go giving you a view of her face which is a mess the tears have destroyed her and it weakens your heart to see her in so much pain it makes you wonder. Has she always felt like this? Did she feel like this every time you got a new lover? What about those times you discussed your sex life with her? Everything must have hurt... To think she thought her life was unrequited.

Scotty breaks free from the grip that is you but as she turns on her heels you grab her and pull her back to you keeping her close you grab her face with both hands on her cheeks firmly pressing soft kisses to her tear stained face. You place a kiss everywhere starting on her forehead, both cheeks, her nose then her lips... But you don't stop there you turn her head and kiss her ear and the side of her neck... You don't know what possesses you but Scotty does as she turns her head and gives you a proper kiss now one that's full of so many emotions she doesn't let you pull away to breathe. Your tongues run against each other neither fighting for dominance but instead both enjoying the comfort of the other. When she finally pulls away she's confused but you grab her by the collar of her shirt crumpling the letter in hand "happy birthday" she mumbles you nod "where did you say you needed to go?" Scotty shakes her head "I don't remember." You smile "good."

A/n: What do you do when boredom hits? Remember you write fanfiction ✍🏾

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[inmyheadimobsessed]

Go Easy On Me

pairing: scotty ✘ black!reader

summary: dean introduces you to his friend when your shower needs fixing and you find yourself being drawn to her rather quickly.

word count: 3564

contains: fluff, reader making scotty flustered, scotty being her anxious, shy, sweet, emotional self

tags: @verachii @szalipcombo @rxcently @coolestgay @widowmakker @fetchyourlife @blackgcomica @shurisbbymama @bestfriend491 @simp4iwaizumi

divider by: @firefly-graphics

note: i honestly don't know how i feel about this. i think it's kinda cute i guess, and i can see myself writing a pt. 2 if y'all would want that. i just wanted to write something cute for my baby scotty cause i need her to be taken care of lol. enjoy <3

"Ah fuck!" Your body jerked back when you stepped under the ice-cold droplets raining down from your shower head. Third time this week. You had no idea how much more of this you were willing to take. Cold showers in the sweltering London heat were doable, but it was mid-December now, and freezing your tits off was not an option.

Shutting the water off, you wrapped your towel around your body and headed across the hall — this routine of showering at Dean's every afternoon before work was getting old. You didn't even bother knocking; the door was always open anyway.

"Oh, for fuck's sake, again?" Freddie lowered the toast from his mouth mid-bite.

You rolled your eyes, "Yes, again."

"We ought to start charging ya for using up all the hot water."

Dean appeared out of his room then, smiling when he saw you, "Oh babe, is your shower out again?"

"And you leave your hair all on the walls!"

"Shut it, Freddie!" Dean turned back to face you, "When are you gonna have that looked at?"

You sighed; you did need to get it checked out. You'd discovered that your flat was the only one in the building with this little water issue. "The coffee shop only pays so much, Dean. I have bills, rent."

"Well, babe, if money is the only thing stopping you, I told you my friend would be more than willing to do it for free. She's like a lesbian Handy Manny."

The offer was tempting, and you were desperate, but the idea of not being able to pay someone for their service was not one you enjoyed. "I don't know, Dean. Maybe if I knew–"

"Well, speak of the devil! Scotts, there's someone I want you to meet!" Dean's tone was chipper, and you whipped around to follow it. Your eyes landed on a short-haired cutie at the entrance. Fighting your smile at the sight of her was impossible, like her presence warranted a big grin.

You stuck your hand out, and she shook it timidly. "Uh, I'm Scotty."

"Hi, Scotty." Her obvious averting of your towel-clad body was adorable. Her baggy jeans and flannel practically swallowed her whole under her coat. Anxious eyes wandered the open living space, attempting to focus on something, anything, that was not your half-naked frame.

The small thrill it brought you was something you hadn't felt in a long time. You were rethinking your stance now; maybe letting Scotty fix your shower wasn't such a bad idea.

Your smile morphed into a smirk when you caught her eyes scanning you for a split second before she ripped them away. "Scotts, the shower in the flat across the hall is on the fritz. You think you can check it out?"

You bit your lip, smiling slyly, "You don't have to if you're too busy. I can't pay you."

"Um, y-yeah. I can do that, can't right now, though. Got work in an hour." She looked you in the eyes for the first time since she'd arrived, and you couldn't help but swoon at their deep brown shade. "Tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow is perfect." You beamed at her, and she blushed. There was a tug of something brewing between the pair of you. It was irrational and immediate, given you'd only met, but it was something you felt needed to be explored. "I'm off to your shower Dean, hopefully for the last time. If Scotty here is as amazing with her hands as you say, I will be enjoying my own hot water come tomorrow."

Her eyes were saucers at your words, and she chuckled nervously, watching you saunter into the bathroom. You switched your hips as you walked away because of course you did, and feeling her stare bore into your back was the reward you were hoping for.

•••

A knock at your door jerked you awake. Groaning, you rolled over to glance at the time, 9:09 a.m.

“Hello? You in? It’s Scotty. I’m here about your shower like we talked about.”

Fuck. You scrambled out of bed, tangling in your covers and falling to the floor.

“You alright in there?” She sounded concerned on the other side of the door. You hadn’t forgotten she was coming; you just didn't think she would be this early. Working the late shift did not do wonders for your sleep schedule, and now Scotty was going to see just how much of a toll making coffee took on you.

When you finally reached your feet, you peeped in the mirror. Under-eye bags and dark circles, great. “Yeah, just need a second!” You scurried to the bathroom to wash your face and brush your teeth. At least now, your morning breath wouldn’t melt her face off.

You opened the door, and she flinched, but soon a gentle smile decorated her features. “Hi.”

“Hi. Sorry, I know it's early, but this was the only time I could come. I told my boss I was gonna be late today. The call center I work at is pretty lenient, so I could get away with that. Then I came straight here. I hope that's okay.”

You giggled at her nervous rambling, and puppy dog eyes, begging for forgiveness for a crime she did not commit. “Scotty, it's fine. Come in.”

“Okay. Cool, cool.” She crossed your threshold and stood awkwardly in your living room, toolbox clutched between her fingers, awaiting further instruction.

Leaning back against your couch, you eyed her. Scotty’s curious eyes roamed your home. They traveled around the space until they landed on you. She let her eyes trail your long legs to your large exposed thighs in your pajama shorts. A stifled breath lodged in her throat at the sight of your boobs perched in the t-shirt you wore.

You couldn't help your grin at her shamelessness in checking you out. She was unaware of you watching her until her eyes found yours. Caught. She knew it, and her shy blush was evidence of that: shock, embarrassment, remorse — emotions filtered through her rapidly.

“Is it appropriate to check a client out?”

Scotty cleared her throat, stuttering in attempts to speak. “Uh, I’m sorry. I-I wasn't… I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I’m–” She fiddled with her fingers.

“I'm quite comfortable with you watching me, Scotty.” You leered at her.

She shook her head, “Sorry. We can get to the shower now, is the bathroom through here?”

“We can get to the shower, but I don't think we would enjoy ourselves much, babe. Freezing water and all that. Unless you're into that sorta thing.”

Her brows shot up. “No! That's not, that's not what I meant. I meant I can get to fixing your shower now.”

“Well, why didn't you say that, silly? Had me thinking you had ulterior motives coming round my place this early.” Your smile was bright, the complete opposite of hers; small and unsure.

You led her to the tub and turned the water on. “It goes in and out usually, but the past few weeks, it's just been cold.”

She stepped closer, putting her hand under the water to test it. “Do you know where your water heater is?”

“No? Am I to know that?” You scrunched your nose, and she laughed a little.

She shook her wet hands off in the tub before turning the knob. “Usually you would, yeah. I'm sure that's the issue here. Your water pressure is good.”

“If I were a water heater, where would I be?” You tapped your chin dramatically, scanning your apartment. Her little giggle brought to life the butterflies in your stomach, fluttering and begging to be released.

“I think it's just here.” She said with a smile. Scotty turned the handle of a door you had no idea existed. You’d been in the flat for about three months, yet discovered something new about the place daily. Today: secret door leading to water heater.

She stepped inside the tiny space, examining the large tank. “Can you hand me a wrench out of my toolbox, please?”

“Right, cool. Which one's the wrench again?” The reaction on her face was priceless, and you bit back a chuckle. “I know what a wrench is Scotty, relax.”

Soft fingers brushed the back of your hand as you handed her the tool. Funny, working with her hands regularly did not strip them of their tenderness. Your butterflies grew increasingly impatient, needing to meet the person responsible for waking them. She let her fingers linger longer than necessary, and you were not complaining.

You found yourself enjoying the feeling of her touch. It pulled you in, and it made your insides tingle.

Watching her work on the heater was only making things worse. She'd removed her flannel, leaving her in her white tank top. Scotty’s muscles flexed with each movement, droplets of sweat forming on her upper arms and forehead. You exhaled a long breath when she bit her lip, deep in thought about what to do next. Not only was she adorable, but she was fucking sexy. She was very skilled at what she did; intricate, focused. It drove you mad.

She smirked and flipped a screwdriver in her hand triumphantly. “I fixed it!”

“Sorry, what?” She entranced you, and she was none the wiser. Scotty repeated herself, and you shook your head. “Oh! Do we check the water now?”

“Yes.” The back of her hand swiped across her forehead, and you considered fainting. But instead, you followed behind her to your bathroom, watching as her shoulder muscles contorted.

Sitting at the tub's edge, she turned the water on, repeating her movements from earlier. A large smile broke free on her face as she beckoned you closer. “It's hot.”

You sat next to her, tangling your fingers in the warm stream of water flowing from the tap. You could moan at the feeling, and you did. You glanced up at her eyes, feeling that tug from yesterday return. They twinkled before you, and you smirked.

“It is hot.” Ambiguity loomed in the air with the steam. Clueless as ever, Scotty only smiled.

You stood, throwing your arms around her excitedly. “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! I could kiss you right now. Oh my god!”

Her eyes darted around the room as she scratched the back of her neck. “Um, it's nothing, really. I didn't do much.”

You batted your eyelashes at her. “You did more than you know, Scotty. You actually kinda saved my life, yeah? I wish I could pay you back.”

“Oh, you don't have to. I'm just happy to help.” And you knew she meant that. Scotty seemed like the type who wanted to make others happy. It was a beautiful attribute to possess, indeed.

“Tell you what. Come by my work later, and I’ll give you a free coffee and scone on the house. It's the least I can do.”

She grinned at you in that timid way you found yourself growing fond of. “I’d like that.”

Staring at her and into those beautiful, kind eyes filled you with something you were unaware you were missing. Warm and gooey, and you refused to rip your stare away from her. Scotty’s gaze was just as intense as your own. She felt the pull too, and it was apparent she had no clue what to do with it.

“You're adorable. You know that?” Your whisper knocked her off-kilter, and you shook your head. You knew you wouldn't get a response, and you were fine with that.

She eyed your lips, as you spoke to her. “I’ll get your things for you.”

You gathered her tools as she watched you, back pressed against your front door. She stalked your movements, and her breathing hitched when you bent over to pick up the last one.

“I hope you don't gawk at paying customers that way. Not sure it'd be good for business.” Standing in front of her, you could see the longing swimming around in her eyes.

She dipped her head as she took her toolbox. Lightning fingers struck you again, and you gasped. “Sorry.”

“And what exactly are you apologizing for, Scotty?” Your smirk was playful, and you knew you had her.

She gnawed on her bottom lip sheepishly, tripping over her words. A sight you wanted to see as often as time would allow. Trapping her was entertaining, teasing her — enticing. “I-I should get to work.”

“Mmm. You should. I’ll see you later, right? At the Brew Box?”

She only nodded, and she was out the door.

•••

“Have a nice day!” Your excitement was forced and fake. Irritation consumed you as you handed the customer their hot chocolate. You didn't hate your job, not entirely, but you did have a strong disdain for the customers filtering in and out.

None of them was the short, shy mechanic who fixed your hot water issues that very morning. So they did not matter.

Scotty never specified when she would be by, so every time the bell above the front door dinged, your head shot up in hopes it was her. It never was, and your mood soured. Your shift dragged on slower than usual, and your co-workers noticed your detached state. By eleven, it was closing time, and Scotty had not shown. There was a sting in your chest. You couldn’t understand why someone you met only yesterday standing you up felt so… off, but it did.

By the time you got home that night, you were so tired you could pass out. Ridding your body of your coffee-stained uniform, you climbed into your shower. Hot, soothing water massaged and embraced your skin, working out the tension built up there. The streams crashing onto you made your mind wander to Scotty. Thoughts of her consumed you as you cleaned yourself under the water she made possible. You were out like a light when you put on your bonnet and wrapped your covers around yourself.

Pounding at your door intruded on your dreams. “Fuck off!”

“Um, it’s Scotty.” The softest voice you’d ever heard. It jolted you out the bed and to the door. When you opened it, there she stood. “Hi.”

It took everything in you not to squeal at the sight of her. She wore a blue and black flannel today: the same green coat and the same baggy jeans. You smiled wide. “Hi, Scotty.”

Scotty fumbled with her fingers, something she obviously did when she was nervous. “I noticed that the hinge on your bathroom door was loose when I was here yesterday. Oh, and there’s a chip in your sink. Thought I’d fix them? If you’re cool with that.”

Her eyes darted around, avoiding yours altogether. You nodded, stepping aside to let her in. “You trying to spoil me, Scotty? Coming all this way to fix a creaky door and a chipped sink?”

“I only live ten minutes from here.” Her cluelessness baffled you, honestly.

Knowingly, she shot straight to the bathroom with her toolbox. Your heart jumped a little at her knowing her way around your flat and noticing little things that needed fixing. Something you wouldn’t even care to notice. Attentive. You liked that.

“How's the water treating ya?” She placed the screwdriver between her lips and pushed onto her tip-toes to reach the top of your bathroom door. Nothing she said registered when she looked like that. It was evident Scotty had zero clue about the effect she had on you, how worked up you got from watching her tinker with her tools.

She stared at you expectantly with a head tilt when you didn’t answer. “It’s still working fine, right? You need me to take a look at it again? Because I can, I’ll have to call off work but that’s okay. I was–”

You shook your head, “What? No, the water is fine, babe. Perfect, actually.”

“Oh. Okay then.” She tried hiding her blush, but it lingered long enough for you to catch it.

“Missed you yesterday.” Even though your voice came out small, it still managed to make Scotty flinch.

She was working on your sink now, sanding the chip she fixed. When she emerged, she wore a frown. “I'm sorry. I wanted to come, I just–I. Something came up.”

“It's okay, I understand.” You walked towards her as she cleaned her hands with a rag. Fuck, even that was sexy. Watching her get in between her fingers, her palms. You almost moaned out loud.

She hadn't noticed you approaching, and she jumped at the visual of you directly in front of her. “So jumpy. It's cute.” You poked her stomach, and she quivered under your touch.

“I um… Are you going round to Dean’s party tonight?” She blinked, shutting her eyes tight as she exhaled.

“Parties aren't really my scene. I prefer more intimate settings. Allows for more… connecting. Don't you think?” The tension bubble enveloping the both of you was delicious. Scotty rattled at the closeness you two shared; you ate it up. Your chest was pressed against hers, and you could feel her heartbeat. Thump. Thump.

The rhythm fell in sync with the fluttering in your stomach. Sawdust mingled with the scent of her subtle cologne, and it made you dizzy. Her signature smell, you’d discerned.

She scratched her eyebrow with her thumb, “Maybe you uh, you should come. It could be fun. I’ll be there.”

“Are you asking me out?”

Her brows shot up then, and you couldn't help your smirk. “W-What? No. I'm just, I think you could have fun. You know Dean, he always makes everything fun.”

“Fun is one word you could use to describe Dean, I suppose.” You leaned in close enough to kiss her, and her breathing stuttered, “But I'll come. Since you'll be there.”

A grin was all she shot back, a flustered one. And you knew then, your mission was complete.

•••

You’d been at the party for over two hours, and there was no sign of Scotty. Sweaty bodies brushed up against you and the looped club mix did your head in. “Wanna dance?” Alcohol-laced breath wafted up your nose, and you gagged, pushing through the crowd of strangers. You did not need to keep suffering through this, so you left.

Decompressing from the loud music and gross people, you leaned back against the wall. A deep sigh escaped you.

“Hi.” A melody you knew well at this point. Your eyes traveled up to hers. There was an apologetic smile on her lips, and you folded in seconds.

You grinned at her. She looked cute, as usual. “Hi, Scotty.”

“Sorry about being late. You must hate me, huh?” She looked like there was more she wanted to say but couldn't find the words.

You felt a pull, so you moved in closer. “Hate you?”

“Yeah. Cause I keep standing you up, and I don't mean to. It's just, I wanna come. I wanted to come to your work yesterday, I really did. But I was too nervous. So I didn't come and I thought, you must really hate me now. And I had to make up for it, that's why I came by this morning. Even though I missed work, I didn't care.”

You grabbed her hands because she was sobbing, and it scared you. Dams of tears flowed from her eyes, and seeing her cry made your heart ache. “Scotty–”

“I think you're beautiful; I do. And I’d like to get to know you. But I’m scared because the last time I thought someone was beautiful, I messed it all up. And I don't wanna mess things up with you. And it's okay if you don't like me, I won't be mad.” Her tears grew heavier. She was hysterical.

“Oh babe, don't cry. I like you, Scotty, and I would love to get to know you as well.”

She sniffed, but the streams still came, “I’m not used to feeling like this. I just– I need you to be patient with me. I don't want you to hate me; please don't hate me. I’m sorry.” So much emotion in her words. The way Scotty felt things was deep — woven into her bones.

“If you give me a chance with your heart Scotty, I promise I’ll only ever be gentle.” You caressed her damp tear-stained cheek, and she nuzzled into the hold. Her attempts to bury her face in your palm confirmed your suspicions: she was starved for touch; she craved it. Scotty craved your touch. She clung to you when you pulled her in for a hug, refusing to let go. The pads of her fingers dug into your shoulders, it stung, but it was a breathable sting.

Your hands pressed against her face and you looked her in the eyes, swatting her tears away. “I’ve got you.”

You gently pushed your foreheads together, needing her to calm down and breathe. Peppering tender kisses to her face seemed to soothe her best, and seeing her relax soothed you.

This kind soul wormed her way into your heart with swiftness and ease. But you felt she had that effect on everyone she came in contact with. So much love with nowhere to expel it, and hesitant to receive it. You were going to change that. You would handle her with care.

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[mal-urameshi]

Credit: @/ch9edits on TikTok

@somethingcleaverandwhitty This is Scotty!!! (Without spoilingg) I dunno...when I saw her episode, ngl I was like, why her friends ain't tell her to take another approach? She was Wilding.🤣

Her heart was in the right place, though. I just wanna crush her in a hug sooo bad!! She's sooo sweet! 🥺❤

Pls watch the episode so we can talk about it together whenever you got time.

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[n7cje]

YES JESUSSSSSSSSS

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[cyberghu0l]

All Eyes on You

Letitia Wright × actress!fem reader

You and your girlfriend Letitia are out in LA for the Black Panther premiere, when she's asked an uncomfortable question about you two's relationship. You see where her priorities stand after hearing her answer.

"Tish! Are you ready?" You called from the other room as the hair and makeup people finished your look. "Not yet!" You heard her voice down the hall. You're brown curls were straightened, and put up into a slick ponytail. You were given a black lace dress from an Alexander McQueen collection. It was off the shoulder and went down to the floor. Someone had finished buckling black heels on you and you stood up.

You looked at yourself and smiled. You were so proud of Letitia for all she's done. She's lost and went through so much over the couple of years. This would be the first Marvel premiere you two would be in together. You had played a Dora and fans loved the fact that you two were in a movie together. It had been a goal since you got together in 2020.

You decided to take some pictures and videos for your socials while you waited for her to finish. After half an hour, your girlfriend came into the room fully glamed. "Are you ready?" You were stunned. You were use to her in shorts and a t-shirt most of the time, so whenever you saw her in a dress and heels, sparks flied. "You look beautiful baby." She smiled shyly.

"Stop it, you look amazing yourself. I just hate this heels." She looked down stomping her feet a bit. You giggled at her protest. "Let's go." You grabbed your purse and followed her and her team down to the car. You made it out the hotel, and was met with a few fans and photographers. You shielded your face from the bright flashes, as Letitia did the same and walked into the black car.

Music had played on the radio as you drove to the event. Tish was bobbing her head as she took videos of the fans on the street. You laughed watching everyone lined up just wanting to see the car pass. She took your hand, intertwining your fingers with hers. "I'm really excited you're here." You smiled sweetly at her. "Me too, I'm so proud of you." You took her hand and kissed her knuckles.

Soon the car came to a stop. "We're here." The driver turned to you two. He got out, and opened the door on Letitia's side. She stepped out, and held her hand out for you. You held your dress as you stepped out and took her hand soon after. She dropped it and wrapped her arm to your waist, you brought yours to her shoulder and posed for the cameras. Smiling and pointing at some. Tish turned to you. You looked ahead laughing as she kissed your temple.

You two walked onto the red carpet where you were separated for photos. "Over here!" "Y/N look up!" "Y/N down here!" "Big smile!" "Look over here!" Photographers shouted as their flashes went off. You had a routine, get the same pose from every angle, then do a few walking ones. Your girlfriend had joined you for some after she was done. Someone had came to speak to you briefly. "Just down there's E News and a couple other interviewers, just head down when you're ready." You two nodded and walked hand in hand, waving and blowing kisses at the cameras as you walked by.

"See you soon." She said in your ear making you smile. You got stopped by an interviewer for Entertainment Tonight. "Hello Y/N! You are looking stunning!" She spoke, smiling brightly. "Thank you so much! You look amazing by the way!" "Who are you wearing tonight?" "I'm wearing the lovely Alexander McQueen." You smiled giving the camera a little twirl for a better view of the dress.

"Amazing. How was it finally doing a movie with your girlfriend?" She asked you. "It was lovely! I got to work with amazing, talented people and everyday on set was a blast!" She nodded her head. "You've been wanted to work with Lupita, how was it finally getting to?" You thought back to fangirling over Lupita in your trailer when you found out you had scenes with her and laughed. "It was a dream come true, really. I was telling Tish that day how I don't know how I'm gonna do those scenes without fangirling."

She laughed at your response. "Well thank you so much for your time!" She ended. "You are so very welcome! Thank you for coming!" You waved bye and followed onto the next. After laughing at unfunny jokes, and twirling so much till your dizzy, you finally met back up with Letitia.

"How are you my love?" She asked sincerely. "Just fine, a little tired, I do have to talk to my manager about something though. I'll be right back." You pecked her quickly and caught up with Amanda.

Shuri's POV

I watched as Y/N jogged lightly to Amanda and laughed to myself. The whole night was filled with interviews and cameras. It was nothing new and it was a routine I enjoyed. An interviewer from E! News came up to me. "Letita Wright you are looking gorgeous as usual!" I laughed turning from side to side for the camera. "Thank you, thank you. Feeling amazing right now."

"It's so refreshing to see this part in Marvel you play. This raw and open side of Shuri is not talked about enough so I guess really thank you for bringing this to the mcu!" I smiled greatly, taking the compliment. "How did it feel working with Dominique and Y/N at the same time?" The question confused me. "Not to be bleek, but what do you mean?" You laughed nervously.

"You worked with a beautiful, talented amazing woman. It had to be hard focusing on just Y/N." She completely lost me now. "Excuse me?" The interviewer laughed. "Dominique and Y/N. I'm very surprised she didn't freak after those intimate scenes." I backed up looking at her as if she's crazy because she clearly is.

"Is this your job? Going around trying to destroy relationships, there were no "intimate" scenes with Dominique, and it wasn't hard working with my girlfriend and a coworker. I love her to death even, and it's sickening of you to even ask something like that. You thinking like this is all the reason you're still single doing stuff like this." I stormed away trying to find Y/N.

I found her drinking from a bottle of water next to the door of the theater. "Tish! Everything's okay with Amanda, are you ready to go in?" Everything that just happened left my mind after I saw her. That's the thing about her, whenever I see her everything melts away, when she talks I forget all my troubles. She's like a drug and I'm hooked.

"I am. Let's go." I took her hand and walked into the dark theater.

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Your POV

The car ride back to the hotel was a comfortable silence. Your head rested on your girlfriend's shoulder as you hummed a song from the movie. You looked up, and noticed her staring blankly out the window. "Are you okay? You've been off since we left." She perked up and looked down at you. "Yea, I'm fine. Just tired." You furrowed your eyebrows and pulled out your phone.

You scrolled through Instagram stories watching fans freak out, Lupita spam, and Dominique repost articles. One did catch your attention though. 'Letita Wright shuts down reporter after asking uncomfortable question about girlfriend, Y/N' you got off her shoulder reading it carefully. "What's wrong?" She asked. You didn't respond. "What are you reading?"

"Why didn't you tell me about this?" You showed her the article. She sighed. "Look-" "No, cause what happened. You haven't mentioned a single thing about this." You put down your phone. "It just didn't feel necessary." "Why not, that question is absolutely inappropriate."

"You know what, it is and that's why everybody's freaking out about it. But I love you so much, more than you'll ever know. Being on set and working with you has made me realize I love you more than anything. When I'm with you, I forget about everything. I forget about the loss, and all the bad because you're just here." She rubbed her face gently sighing tiredly.

"I loved working on set with you too." You replied, smiling. She looked over at you as her head leaned on the head rest. "You know I love you, till death. And it means alot to me that you stuck for me like that." She smiled. "Always, and you know that."

first off just wanted to say thank you guys sm for over 100 notes on the Take a Break series, i didn't think it would get a sm attention and i love and appreciate you guys sm you don't even know. secondly, did this au out of boredom, i found the picture on pinterest and needed to do something with it so otw to a party i wrote this

#letitia wright #black panther #lgbtq #shuri udaku x reader #shuri x black!reader #letitia x reader #black reader #marvel black panther #vivienne scott #scotty banana #the silent twins #shuri black panther #letitia wright x reader #actress #letitia come home the kids miss you

[gweelczz]

“Cat Got Your Tongue?” PT. 1

Rosalie Otterbourne × Black!Fem!Reader

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

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

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

—“In my solitude….”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#letitia x reader #letitia wright x reader #letitia wright x black!reader #rosalie otterbourne × black!fem!reader #rosalie otterbourne x reader #rosalie otterbourne #death on the nile #1930s au #shuri udaku #shuri x reader #wakanda forever #surrounded movie #mo washington #mo washington x reader #jamie harrison x reader #urban hymn #jamie harrison #scotty banana #vivienne scott x reader #vivienne scott

[fullt4nk]

Comfortable (scotty x blk! lesbian! reader)

this is the 3rd fic i’ve written on here… it’s fluff 🤭

ngl ts had me giggling scotty is so soft and lovable

warnings: lol nothin but fluff, reader and scotty are in their early 20s, kinda ooc scotty? idk she’s just not a stalker in this, waking up with scotty 🫶🏾

ya girl turned 20 on the 19th so pls give me birthday wishes in the comments lol🤭

scotty was the most enticing woman you’ve ever seen. long lashes relaxed as her eyes were glued shut from sleep, lips slightly open as her slow, even breathing was the only sound she made as she slept. you wanted nothing more than to attach your lips to her plump ones, but you resisted, too scared that you would startle her awake. slowly, you draped your legs over your bed, trying your best not to wake scotty out of her light sleeping ways. closing your eyes, you took a deep breath, relishing in the new day that has been blessed upon you with your lovely girlfriend.

you stood up and walked to the bright, sharp rays of sunlight coming from your window. with the windows open and the slight autumn breeze blowing your curtains, you could hear the birds chirping, people walking and talking, and the road from below you. you looked outside your shared bedroom window as you saw the liveliness outside of your apartment. a couple struck your attention; two black boys, one with pink dyed hair and the other blond. they looked young, around the age of high school students, and they were laughing heartily as their arms were draped over each other. you wondered in the back of your mind, ‘what are those two laughing about?’ you smiled lightly at the adorable sight and averted your gaze from the two, not wanting to seem like a creep.

just then, you felt a pair of hands behind you wrapped around your waist, caressing the silk of your night top. the body attached to the hands came up closer behind you, and you could feel scotty’s entire body against your back with her head in the crevice of your neck. “why’d you leave?” she asked, mumbling into your neck. she slightly pulled your body connected to hers, a small gesture to come back to bed with her.

“i never left, my love, just wanted to look out the window for a bit,” you reassured her. “it’s cold outside; don’t stand by the windows you might get sick.”

you smiled lightly as she pulled you back into bed with her. you turned around to face her front and wrapped your arms around her torso. she placed her hand on your cheek, an endearing way to comfort you and tell you she was grateful to see you this lovely morning. she leaned in impossibly closer and placed a chaste kiss to your lips. that was enough for you.

“you wanna know what I saw out there?” you asked with your lips slightly turned upwards; you knew she’d say yes. “what’d you see, love?”

“I saw the cutest little couple outside around fifteen, and they had their hair dyed cute colors too. and the way they looked at each other was adorable. like they were the only people in the world,” you stopped for a second to reminisce. you shrugged with a meek smile on your face, “I don’t know. It made me remember when we were that young.”

scotty giggled as she closed her eyes, resting her forehead on yours. “ugh, you make us sound so old,” she joked. but scotty remembered. she remembers it like it was yesterday. kissing in the girls bathroom, holding hands on the bus rides and whispering sweet nothings in each other’s ears, scotty taking you out on little dates after school, all of it. all the moments you shared in high school were the first moments you hung up on your shared fridge the day you moved in together, courtesy of scotty’s old camera. she printed out all the photos you took together on your old dates and hung them up for both of you to see. ”yeah, I remember. of course, I remember. but we’re not that far off you know? I still look at you like you’re the only girl in the world,” and to scotty, you really were.

you leaned into scotty, capturing her lips with yours as you kiss her slowly. your hands come to her face and slowly traveling to her hair, running your fingers gently through her silky hair. scotty pulls away from you breathless as she stares at you silently. she chuckled softly as nothing else needed to be said. you felt her love practically radiating off her body, and you felt it deep in your soul. a love like this was rare, but you could proudly say that scotty was yours. she chose you from the very day she laid eyes on you, and you knew it because you chose her too.

YAYYYYY I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

I added the two lil gay boys, NOT TO BE CREEPY, but I just love seeing black love ESPECIALLY black GAY love, which is why reader is black

I love seeing people in love, and I love being able to experience love

I ❤️ LOVE

lol thanks for reading 🫶🏾🫶🏾

#letitia wright #shuri x reader #letitia wright scotty #shuri #scotty banana #banana #shuri is for the bitches #letitia wright shuri #shuri x y/n #shuri imagine #letitia wright x reader #vivienne scott #vivienne scott x reader

[generallysapphic]

another short and sweet +18 (scotty x reader)

for @inmyheadimobsessed 💗💗

scotty is so shy you almost think she’ll cave in on herself if she shys up more.

you’ve wanted her to come out of her shell more often but you were okay with waiting. until you realized she was probably pent up with herself too. you came home to your shared apartment one day, it was quiet and warm like it always was, but there was some movement in your bedroom. you figured scotty was sleeping, maybe even getting some work done or just getting up so you thought nothing of it.

you walked up the steps quietly, fearing you would wake her and you peered around the corner, a soft smile on your face preparing you to see your girlfriend sleeping but that’s not what you saw at all. through the cracked door, slightly open and ajar, lay scotty, hand down her briefs and the other twisting at her breast, eyes shut tightly and eyebrows furrowed.

you stilled, eyes widening.

scotty was masturbating.

you didn’t know what to do— the talk of sex was one you had with scotty every blue moon, which you were fine with, it’s not like she owed you her body because you were together but she tended to shy away from the topic, so you never pressed. but this..

scotty’s hand was moving with vigor, small circular motions on her clit, like she couldn’t wait any longer to finally touch herself and she looked content but still unsatisfied. her moans were short and breathily, like she was there but not yet. her lips were wet as her tongue kept poking out and licking around, bottom lip between her teeth and nostrils flared.

you were completely mesmerized. scotty looked so gorgeous like this— needy and vulnerable, a side you saw so infrequently, but now that you had seen it in all its glory you needed more. you swallowed, feeling your underwear dampen and you tried to think of a sexy and comforting way to come in and help her out.

but instead of a calming introduction, your phone goes off, some stupid spam text from your job, and you gasp, pawing at your pockets to silence it, “shit, shit,” you whisper and you can hear scotty gasp and move, sitting up, and pulling up the covers, “y/n!?” she says incredulously and you sigh and close your eyes, opening the door all the way, “i’m sorry, i wasn’t trying to spy or creep on you, i swear i just didn’t know how to come in, you can keep going i just didn’t want to interrupt you—”

scotty’s face is definitely hot and her eyes are wet, “you saw me..?” and her voice is small, she’s so incredibly embarrassed and your heart breaks so you step forward, wanting to comfort her, “scotty its— it’s okay! yknow everybody does it, i don’t care! you can— or we can do something if you want, just..” you come to her, pulling her face to look up at you, and she’s trying to look everywhere else. you sigh and smooth her hair down, “don’t cry baby, it’s okay,”

she frowns, eyes threatening to leak, “i’m— im sorry, i know that was gross, i shouldn’t have—” and you shake your head and huff, “scotty, that was not gross, that was hot as fuck, okay?” and she gasps and giggles a bit at your honesty, eyes still wet and face still hot, “really?” she sniffles out, some what less shy, and you nod, sitting next to her and kissing her cheek, “incredibly so, my love. did you feel good?”

scotty shyly nods, eyes down and covers still pulled up over her chest. you bite the inside of your cheek and push forward, “were you thinking about me, baby?” and she nods even more subtly this time, caving in and leaning fully in your shoulder. you wrap your arms around her, whispering still, “can … can i see?” and scotty’s body stills for a second but you keep her close, your warmth inviting her.

she nods shakily, moving away from your hug and pushing the covers down, laying back and pulling her briefs down. you watched with angst, not rushing her and allowing her to move as slowly as she needed. and surely enough, her body began to come into view, her shaking legs and hands slowly revealing her gorgeous pussy, gushing all over the sheets, swollen and wet. you try to refrain from licking your lips and instead praise her, “oh, baby.. thank you, scotty, thank you,” and she nods, hands squeezing the sheets as she keeps her eyes on you, refusing to break eye contact.

you look between her and her heat and sigh, “do you want to keep going or do you want me to touch you?” and it’s an easy question but you can see the actual cogs in scotty’s mind moving and trying to comprehend what you said. you call her name softly to pull her back to earth, “it’s okay baby, just calm down,” and you find her hand in the sheets and squeeze.

scotty bites her lips, “touch— touch me please,” she finally says, more like whispers, and you smile, nodding, “of course, honey,” and you lean down over her, kissing her lips quickly then making your way down her chest, light touches so you don’t overwhelm her but it does anyway. scotty whines in the back of her throat like she’s never been touched before and you stop and think, sucking on her nipples and fondling the other, before releasing the wet bud against the cold air.

“is this your first time baby?” you ask sweetly and scotty tosses her head back to avoid eye contact, tossing an arm over her eyes and nodding slightly. you sigh and smile, “thank you, my gorgeous girl, for trusting me,” and scotty moans at your words.

you work your way down, kissing and sucking wherever you could on her brown skin and she’s shaking by the time you get the her pussy, still leaking unashamedly onto the sheets. you don’t hide your hungry for her this time and she sees it. scotty huffs, “y/n, wait wait..!” and you stop, looking up and holding her gaze.

she’s sweating, eyes wet and body hot, “if— if it doesn’t taste good or anything, you— you don’t have to, i’m— i’m okay if you don’t—!” and you cut her off, “scotty, i know for a fact you taste like heaven. please, baby, i need you,” you whine back, knowing it drives her crazy. scotty would do anything and then some for you, and when you beg she’s more than weak in the knees.

she nods and lays back down, opening her thighs slightly even though they’re shaking and you moan, her pussy opening and coming into view. you rub and down her thighs, thanking her quietly before leaning forward and kissing her swollen clit. scotty jumps, “AH—!” and you kiss it again and again and again, before you feel like scotty’s had enough.

she whimpers, not saying what she wants but you don’t mind, you know it already anyways. you kiss her clit one more time, before using two fingers to open up her lips, her pink core leaking back at you and you smile. “oh honey, you need me so bad don’t you?” and she moans, back arching as if to say “yes!”

you nod, licking up the excess juices she’s gushed out and scotty nearly howls, thighs almost closing around you and crushing you. you sigh and decided teasing her was done and finished with, and open your mouth and nearly swallow her pussy, licking up all around and everything you could.

scotty’s shaking, body flexing and mind turned to mush because of you, “haaannnnhhh, fuckkkk fuck fuck fuck—!” and her sweet, timid voice is so loud and needy, and you grind yourself against the sheets to give your own clit some friction while listening to her.

it doesn’t take long before scotty’s whining and twisting before you can even get close, “i’m so— oh, i can feel it, i feel it, ohhh, what do i— what…. hhhhhahhhhh, i’m so closeeee!” and she sounds so honest, never having an orgasm from someone else her entire life. you release her mouth and use your fingers to play with her clit, “it’s okay, baby, give it to me okay, scotty? cum whenever you want okay, it’s alright,” you encourage and scotty takes the praise and love to heart, and she nods, leaning back and trying her hardest to let the pleasure overcome her.

you slide one finger inside her to add more pressure to her pussy, sucking and kissing all over her clit once more. scotty whines, bucking her hips wildly into your mouth and letting her body move on its own. she grabs at your hand that’s placed on her thighs and you hold hers, she whines and sighs and cries out, “i’m—!! i’m cumming, im cumming—!” over and over and over again, and you sigh, moaning and still moving your own hips until your own orgasm sneaks up on you the same time scotty’s does.

she whines loudly up in the air and unabashedly, cum leaking out on your tongue and clit pulsing. you moan against her, your own efforts against the sheets paying off as your legs twitch and your orgasm pushes through you, and you’re sighing heavily against scotty, letting her rock out the aftermath of her very first orgasm.

you pull your mouth and finger away before you can overstimulate her, and she huffs and whines, laying back down and shaking, eyes closed and face wet, poor baby must of been crying. you get up and smile, legs a bit wobbly and lay next to her, catching your breath and exhaling with her.

scotty feels your presence next to her but she doesn’t open her eyes yet. she lays and breathes hard, and you smooth her hair down again, kissing her hand that you were still holding, “you okay, my love?” you whisper after a long enough silence. she opens her eyes slowly, smiling that big, beautiful scotty smile, “can i taste you next?”

and who are you to say no?

second drabble story, i might make this it’s own hashtag! hope you enjoyed!!

#scotty x reader #scotty banana #scotty smut drabble #deijah wrote #my story #vivienne scott x reader

[shurismainbxtch]

Does she realize how crazy she is💀💀💀

@inmyheadimobsessed got me watching banana😭

If y’all break up good luck👀

#letitia wright #scotty #vivienne scott #scotty banana #banana

[vargskelegore]

new person, same old mistakes. || scotty x black!fem!reader ♡

author’s note: back from my break + a new fic that isn’t shuri! however it still is a letitia character LMFAO. this time i’m writing about her role as scotty in the mini series cucumber & banana! me and @erensslut​ watched it together, had a blast, nd now i’m writing about this crazy lil girl. please watch the episode before reading this fic because it’ll make more sense.

this is dedicated to the black girls who felt weird about scotty going after someone that was..... yknow. LMFAOOOOO. also, reader wears wigs!! it’ll be useful info later on.

originally this was in my drafts for a very long time because of the tiktok discourse surrounding letitia fanfictions. now that the drama has died down, i feel more comfortable to post this. warnings are stated for a reason. enjoy!

warnings: stalking. scotty is a stalker, if you couldn’t tell from the episode. don’t like it, don’t read. i’m not gonna sugarcoat it LOL.

plot: even after moving on from yvonne burgess, seemingly becoming a different and changed person, scotty seems to find another girl to latch onto. this time a vans employee in the mall.

word count: 2.1k

taglist (I FINALLY MADE IT, YALL. also some people i unfortunately couldn’t tag?? it wouldn’t let me ://): @lovelyaliengirl  @szalipcombo ​ @anonymous-platypus1 @randomhoex @axailslink @yvesredhair @marssmorales @thesecretwriterblog @gialove11 @demie90s @skimm0nzz @mlmilani​ @skimm0nzz​ @cloudyydr3ams @natsgirlfriend​ @verachii​ ​

the mall. it was a wonderful place to be. kinda. malls were beginning to become a dying breed, and they tended to only spike when it came to holiday season. annoying kids running around, adults frantically trying to find gifts to buy people last second, and so much more.

well, it was holiday season, and all of those things listed above were happening at that very moment for you. see, you work at vans. it’s not much money, but it is some money. you definitely don’t get paid enough to have kids running around the store all the time, or people trying to steal, but you couldn’t be bothered to do anything about it.

it was a busy day, of course, and so helping people out was never an issue since it was your job. “excuse me, ma’am? i’m trying to find shoes for my son-- he skates.” a short, older lady came up to you and you smiled back at her and nodded. “oh, of course. come, show me what type you were looking for?” you used your customer service voice as you waited for her to lead the way.

as you two were walking, you couldn’t help but to think about how things were going lately. lately it had felt like you were being watched. it was a weird instinct, but a possible, truthful claim. you had told your co-workers about this before, but they laughed it off. to them it wasn’t serious. just a practical joke.

you could feel that feeling of being watched again. in the background, you could faintly hear someone calling for you.

“hello? miss? i have the shoes.”

it took you a moment before you focused again, shaking your head and sighing, you pretended to be tired. “oh, gosh, i’m so sorry. i’ve been working since this morning so i’m very tired! back to what we were doing.. what size did you want these shoes in, so i can check the back--?”

“a size eight, please.” you smiled and nodded, before making your way to the back to grab the shoes. about six minutes passed, and you were back with the shoes for the customer. you led her to the front of the store to check out, and you turned your head to look through the display window, where your displayed shoes sat. then, all of a sudden, your stomach did flips.

your instinct was right. you were being watched.

in the very distance-- where the food court lies- there was a girl. she couldn’t be too old. short, straight hair. she was tiny to say the least, like she really couldn’t hurt a fly, and she was interested in you. really interested in you.

it all started two weeks ago, when she tagged along with her friends to go to the mall. nothing serious, she just came with since they invited her. there wasn’t much she could buy in the mall, so window shopping was her best option.

and that’s when she saw you.

you were incredibly gorgeous. the way you smiled at people that walked inside of the store, how attentive you were, the way you walked around.. and all you were doing was your job. you work in retail, so everything that seemed normal to you, was perfect to her.

you were completely oblivious to this girl and her behavior, until you weren’t. see, for the first week, everything felt normal. you went about your job and duties normally. but on the second week, you were really starting to feel watched. you weren’t sure if it was because of you watching horror movies recently, but now everything felt off.

meanwhile, here was scotty. trying to get as much information on you as possible because she was so interested in you. she’d ask her friends to go to the mall practically every weekend just so she could see you, but she realized you weren’t always there when she was there.

it only clicked with her some time later that you definitely have a work schedule. which only meant she had to start coming on weekdays now, no biggie.. for her. not for you, though. that was when your weird stalking feeling started to come in- when she started coming on weekdays.

there were so many times when scotty wanted to come into your store; but she never knew what to say. ask for assistance, maybe? nah. vans were so expensive, why would she even bother asking for something she knew damn well she couldn’t afford?

regardless, she admired you from a distance. she managed to pick up a few facts about you whenever you walked out of the store on your break, walking and talking with your coworkers.

“ma’am, i’ve been standing here waiting for assistance and you haven’t even rung me up.” the lady you were helping earlier scoffed, and you snapped out of your slightly terrified demeanor. the girl you saw earlier was no longer there. she must’ve ran away the moment you two made eye contact.

“i am so so sorry, don’t know what’s up with me.” you awkwardly laughed, lying. you knew exactly what was wrong but you didn’t even want to think about it.

you continued to ring the lady up, but your heart was pounding, and your mind was going crazy. you handed the lady her bag, and she snatched it, looking at you like you were crazy. honestly, you felt like you were going crazy. maybe you were just seeing things from the lack of sleep. it was all a blur.

you sighed, leaning on the counter as you looked back out the display window.

“hey, y/n?” you slightly jumped, looking at your manager with a slight embarrassed look.

“sorry for frightening you-- i think you should go on break. you seem so out of it. i’ll cover for you, just go get something to eat or drink.” your manager explained, and you sighed, nodding and grabbing your bag.

you walked out of the store, slightly shaking. ‘why on earth did you leave the store? you now have a higher chance of being hurt!’ you told yourself in your head, but you simultaneously ignored your own words at the same time.

you stood outside the store, looking around frantically before pulling your phone out and looking down at it. you opened the weather app, hoping to god you looked busy.

meanwhile, in the bathroom, there was scotty, panting like crazy as she stood in a stall, slightly shaking. you were never meant to see her. she was only supposed to be admiring you from a distance, not calling the store’s phone number or anything-- or that’s what her coworkers told her to do. be less creepy. that plan absolutely backfired.

just as scotty was about to exit the stall, someone entered the bathroom. it was you. she looked up from the floor to see you, and you turned your head to see her. just as you were about to holler out, she put a finger to her own lips and motioned to the other people in the bathroom.

you looked at her like she was crazy. because other people were in the bathroom, she was about to motion for you to leave the bathroom with her- but immediately decided against it because she realized how that would even look.

you two awkwardly stared at each other before a lady exited the other stall, looking weirdly at the two of you as she washed her hands. scotty looked down at the floor again, and you looked back at your phone, trying to seem like you were just chilling on your break.

the silence was.. terrible to say the least. that woman took her sweet time washing her hands, and she used the hand dryer instead of paper towel. after about five minutes, the lady walked out of the bathroom, looking back at the two of you weirdly, before turning back around and leaving.

out of your peripheral vision, you watched the woman leave. once you were certain that she was gone, you sighed, and looked back up at scotty, who was still staring at the floor.

“i can explain, really i can. i’m sorry.” her voice was incredibly soft-- timid. you weren’t expecting it. in fact, you were taken aback. you couldn’t speak for a moment.

she slowly looked back up, looking at you with a face that was genuinely sorry. you sighed and nodded. “you can explain yourself-- but not here. and not in an entirely closed off area. i’m keeping my phone with me in case you--”

“i understand, and i would never do anything like that. honestly. we can go to the front of the mall if you feel safer.” she was quick to respond, and the attentiveness made you less scared.

nodding again, you walked out of the bathroom and she followed behind. you two made your way out of the mall, and you texted your boss to let him know you’d need a minute, and he responded happily.

as you two were making your way outside, scotty was incredibly terrified. this happened before and she didn’t want you to respond so negatively.

you sat down on a bench that was near the entrance, and she sat next to you, keeping her distance out of respect.

“explain.” you simply said.

“i know how bad this looks,” she began, and you scoffed, nodding as she looked down at her hands. “and i’m sorry. this isn’t.. the first time this has happened.” you looked at her, an expression that was mentally asking her if she was crazy.

“um. i saw you about two weeks ago.. doing your job. i thought you were really beautiful, but i was too afraid to say anything so i.. just kinda watched you from a distance.” her voice got small at the end. you didn’t say anything, feeling as if she wasn’t done talking.

“i understand how bad this looks, so if you’d like for me to avoid coming to the mall when you work, i understand.” she was silent after that, giving you the floor to talk.

“i guess i’m just trying to figure out.. why? like, why me?” this question was a gateway for scotty to go into a monologue, but she tried to keep it as short as possible.

“you’re beautiful. you’re always so nice to customers and it’s comforting to know that if i walked into that store and.. i guess, you saw me in there, you’d be nice to me too. your hair color always matches your shoes-- i think it’s so unique. you have a new makeup look everyday too. you just put so much effort into your appearance and i admire it. even if you wore no makeup, you’d still look perfect.” she rambled.

your heart was racing and you didn’t even realize it. you had it all wrong about this girl. she didn’t mean any harm but it definitely came off that way. it took you a moment to say anything.

“you don’t have to say anything either, i’m happy to just leave you alone and--”

“what’s your name?”

scotty looked at you, furrowing her eyebrows. “uh-- my name is scotty. scotty.. well-- it’s actually vivienne scott, but everyone calls me scotty.” she sputtered, fidgeting with her hands.

you nodded. “well, scotty. i’m gonna assume you know my name already; but just incase, it’s y/n. i’m really flattered by.. what you noticed about me. and the compliments, too. and i’d love to get to know you better, but just.. don’t do this anymore, please? you had me paranoid for like an entire week.” scotty was quick to nod and agree.

“of course, i’m so sorry.”

“apology.. accepted. i’m willing to be your friend.” scotty’s heart slightly fluttered-- friend was not the title she wanted, of course, but she was willing to work her way up to more than the title of friend. she smiled. “i’m really happy to hear that.”

“are you up for meeting with me on my lunch break tomorrow?” you asked, and scotty, slightly shocked you even asked her that, nodded. “oh, i’d.. love that, actually.”

“great. my lunch is at 11:00, and it ends at 12:00. it was nice having an actual convo, scotty.” you softly smiled before getting up and walking back inside the mall.

“oh yeah, definitely. thank you for the information.. bye, y/n.” scotty stayed seated at the bench, and watched as you walked back inside, the way your hips naturally had a slight sway as you walked.

but scotty already knew when your lunch break was and when it ended.

#letitia wright x reader #scotty #scotty x reader #black reader #cucumber & banana #banana #cucumber #imagine #wlw #lesbian #vivienne scott

[axailslink]

Let's collectively not think about Scotty being so needy and in love with you that when she finally gets the chance to touch you with your permissions she's a wreck. She's withering in pleasure as she does anything to please you. Her own pussy gets wet as she sucking on your clit and forcing those moans and whimpers from your quivering lips. "Am I doing it right?" She wants all the confirmation she can get she wants to hear you at least try to mumble back knowing surely what she's doing but she wants to hear you say it. Gods she's perverted makes you wonder what she wanted to do the night you caught her in your window being a peeing tom.

#vivienne scotty #letitia wright scotty #scotty banana #scotty my love #scotty x reader #scotty x black! reader #vivienne scott x reader #vivienne scott #letitia wright black panther #letitia smut #letitia wright x reader #letitia wright shuri #letitia wright #letita wright #letitia x reader #rosalie otterbourne letitia wright #letitia wright x black!reader #shuri x f!reader #shuri x reader

[inmyheadimobsessed]

my next fic gonna be scotty because i need to romanticize being in a relationship with that cute little bundle of love. she needs to be held and taken care of.

#vivienne scott #vivienne scotty #scotty banana #shuri x black!fem reader #shuri x black!reader

[mal-urameshi]

Omg I love Scotty so much you guys don't understand. She's so cute. And loveable🥺😭 u guys gotta make more fics for her. Please.

#vivienne scott #scotty banana #vivienne scotty

[annavrse]

this is how i imagine my baby scotty sometimes. listen-

#vivienne scott #vivienne scott x reader #scotty x reader #letitia wright #letitia

[bbxnny-bbxtch]

Random First Date w/Scotty headcannons 🫶🏽

Having a crush on Scotty is like a battle

She's so oblivious to your obvious advances

She'd go on and on about Yvonne..

She's so loving and just isn't sure how to express it...normally

When she first figured out she had feelings for you she definitely started to avoid you at work

Which was undeniably hard because you sit next to each other and were considerably close

She abused her red cap privilege

Everyone noticed her strange behavior and were very judgmental

She's so damn obvious with it, but you were too

Initially you thought Yvonne had come back from France and you distanced yourself as well

This caused you both to become just..idk a huge ball of sadness. A mess essentially

Dean had to slap you and tell you Scotty liked you back and THATS why she was avoiding you

Big slap in the face honestly

So, one day after your shift you left early to meet her at her van

She rushed out as she usually does, trying to avoid you. Not noticing you were leaning on the driver's side door

"So..you gonna ask me out soon or what?"

you're such a cocky bitch

Her shy smiles were so endearing you just couldn't help it. You did grab her by her waist and smirk as you whispered in her ear

"Come on, we have lots to talk about love"

You just sorta got in her van and let her drive you around as you both talked it out

You carried the conversation basically

She's so fucking fidgety and cute at first.

Later on she'd become more dominant and took lead

This kinda left you in a stupor..bc WTFFF

Switch x Switch supremacy tho

She took you out to a movie 🥹

Neither of you watched that bs though..

She's so sly, she chose a boring movie on purpose so that you guys could kiss and touch flirt in the back of the theater

She drove you home of course

After your first date she camped outside of your apartment in the van.

She'd be super shy initially when you came outside in the morning and found her there sleeping

But honestly- you thought it was cute

The thought of her wanting to protect you and watch you through the night hsjjfksk

So...first Scotty thing I've done and I love it tbh (i love her.) I need more Scotty content she's just so adorable...

#letitia wright x fem #letitia wright x black reader #vivienne scott #scotty #scotty x reader #scotty x fem reader #scott x black reader #letitia wright x reader #letitia wright #shuri fanfiction #jamie harrison #black panther #wakanda forever #wlw #black wlw #black love #british women 🥵

[gweelczz]

“Cat Got Your Tongue?” PT. 2

Rosalie Otterbourne × Black!Fem!Reader

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

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

“Up above my head”

“Up above my head”

“I hear music in the air”

“I hear music in the air”

“Up above my head”

“Up above my head”

“I hear music in the air”

“I hear music in the air”

“Up above my head”

“Up above my head”

“I hear music in the air”

“I hear music in the air”

“And I really do believe”

“Yeah I really do believe”

“There's a Heaven somewhere”

“There's a Heaven somewhere”

“Now up above my head”

“Up above my head”

“I see, trouble in the air”

“I see, trouble in the air

“Up above my head”

“Up above my head”

“I see trouble in the air”

“I see troubles in the air”

“Up above my head”

“Up above my head”

“I see trouble in the air”

“I see trouble in the air”

“I really do believe”

“I really do believe”

“You know, I really do believe”

“I really do believe”

“There is a Heaven somewhere”

“There is a Heaven somewhere”

“And I really do believe”

“I really do believe”

“Yes, I really do believe”

“I really do believe”

“Yes, I really do believe”

“I really do believe”

“There's a Heaven somewhere”

“There’s a Heaven somewhere”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#letitia x reader #letitia wright surrounded #letitia wright x black!reader #letitia wright #rosalie otterbourne x reader #rosalie otterbourne × black!fem!reader #rosalie otterbourne #death on the nile #shuri udaku #shuri x black!reader #wakanda forever #vivienne scott #scotty banana #vivienne scott x reader #jamie harrison #jamie harrison x reader #urban hymn #surrounded movie #mo washington x reader #mo washington #mo Washington x black!fem!reader #Spotify