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When Calls The Scream🧟‍♀️⚰️🔪

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Nia | 31 | Lover of life, fashion, food, travel, art and all things horror | Black Lives Matter. The BP plug. A librarian of sorts. Sideblog: @sisterfright. She/Her . #WakandaForever
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My Big Three As Boyfriends|

Trevante♡

  • You wanna have the perfect balance of a country boy and a city boy rolled into one? He’s the man for you!

  • His love feels like coming into a warm house after shoveling snow.

  • The first time you two ever kissed, my lady by Tyrese played in the background and since then ‘my lady’ with a brown heart has been your contact name.

  • He’ll sing any song you ask him to even though his ass can barely hold a tune in all seriousness.

  • Uncovering your ears, you start laughing. “Yes, sounds just like how Tyrese sung it” He smiles and takes a bow.

  • You try not to be the clingiest since he loves his space sometimes, but he definitely has his moments where he needs you near him like some kind of support teddy.

  • Hates when you all up on him when it’s time to sleep but always ends up damn near on top of you by the morning.

  • “Move, Bae, it’s hot” he groans. 8 hours later. “Tre…Trevante…baby, you crushin’ me!” You huff, trying to push his arm and leg off of you so you could go pee.

  • He’ll blame you as if your little ass can move him from one side of the bed to the other.

  • Expect booty slaps every time you walk by, and don’t let him be upset with you prior, cause it’ll be harder this time.

  • “Tight ass shorts” he’d say as you walked around the house as free as you wanted in the Nike shorts HE bought you.

  • Often play fighting and roughhousing until he accidentally hits you too hard and has to be soft with you for the rest of the day.

  • “Awwnnn, cmere, I didn’t think it was gonna land that hard” he holds you as you pout, rubbing your now sore arm. “That actually hurt, Tre. Like seriously 🥺”

  • He makes fun of the Erotic books you read, but you caught him peaking over your shoulder once and following along with one of your favorite stories.

  • “Don’t get too hype, I peeped something and the shit was interesting!”

  • Has a habit of putting his hand up your shirt when you two are cuddling.

  • He hates when you leave for work because he works mornings and you work nights. Sometimes on his day offs(though a bad idea) he’d stay up at night and bother you on the phone all throughout your work, dropping hints that you needed to come home on your snack break for a real meal.

  • -you’d brush him off and sneak off to the bathroom, sending him a titty pic to hold him off till you got home.

  • -‘oh wow. I just might take a trip instead actually’

  • -He’s definitely already taken trips up there a few times to get you right, as he should.

Michael♡

  • A REAL certified loverboy

  • If you told him to jump, he’d ask how high.

  • He would never admit it but he is CLINGY. He wants to be with you and all up under you as soon as those paparazzi cameras turn off.

  • Also certified double texter.

  • ‘babe’ ‘Y/N’ ‘Y/N’ ‘Y/N’ ‘babe’

‘don’t act like you don’t see these texts’

‘WHAT boy’

‘I miss you’ ‘wyd my love’

‘working. Something you should be busy doin’

‘I finished already’

‘Fast reader you are. Here’s a gold star⭐️’

‘What can I say? You’re engaged to a smart man’

‘Engaged?’

Boo🩷 has unsent a message.

‘Forget you read that till further notice’

  • The man can’t hold water, as you can see. Which is why you don’t tell him anything that’s meant to be a secret.

  • He literally can’t sleep without your leg thrown over him some kind of way.

  • He remembers all the cute little shit you like year around so he already has a laid out plan of gifts for Birthdays, Valentines, and Christmas.

  • A good bit of his camera roll is just you and screenshots of things he wants to keep tabs of.

  • Can’t organize for shit and that’s exactly why his phone storage is about to explode

  • Begged you to organize his work stuff, so you agreed, until you saw NOTHING was put where it’s supposed to go.

  • “how do you work like this?!”

“I honestly don’t know…I- I do not know” he responds, staring at the unorganized files.

“Your assistant doesn’t take care of this stuff?”

“I don’t like to bother her like that”

“Nigga, she’s an assistant, she’s supposed to be bothered!”

  • Thursdays were self care days for you two. Wether you were just sitting around and watching a movie or doing actual things to improve the body, it was still self care to y’all.

  • Both of you are foodies, but he’s more adventurous, so he always tries to get you to try new foods when out together.

  • “would you ever try live squid?” He asks, looking through the menu the restaurant provided for them. “Uhh..I dunno. I don’t think I’d like it, but I’d probably try. Just have to ignore the memory of that story of that man who ate a live squid and it killed him and crawled back up his throat” he stares at you for a moment then looks back down at his menu. “Never mind then…”

  • Soooo protective of you and thinks you don’t stand up for yourself enough so he always makes sure you’re heard in any and all conversations.

  • Takes any chance to show you off. Was it cause he genuinely loved you or was it cause he liked showing niggas what they’ll never have? Both actually.

  • “Oh, and y’all know my girl, right? My beautiful, wonderful girlfriend” he grabs you by the hand, and kisses the top of it, pulling your attention away from your drink. You smile and look away, feeling extra appreciated.

  • Gentlemen in the streets, freak nasty in the sheets.

  • You ever came so hard that it took a few seconds for your vision to come back? Yeah.

Yahya♡

  • The dynamic between the both of you is just very unserious. He is truly your bestfriend who also happens to be your boyfriend

  • It’s hard to get anything done when the both of you are constantly cracking jokes back and forth, a con of having the same job.

  • “Yahya, please, my stomach hurts!” you spoke in between laughs, tears prickling the both of y’all’s eyes as you tried to make it through a SINGULAR business email. “How the fuck do you misspell so much shit on a business email?!” He howled, wiping tears from his face and slouching in his seat, you still crying.

  • He blames you for when he doesn’t get much work done, but he knows damn well it’s his fault for being the goofy mf he is.

  • When you two were just friends, your mutual friends would tease him by calling him “boy Y/N” because you both had so much in common.

  • He’s your reminder to eat like a normal person

  • “What’d you eat today?” Yahya questions, reading over his weekly to-do list. You glare at him then look back at your computer, not answering because you didn’t wanna hear his mouth about you forgetting to eat. Sighing, he gets up and heads into the kitchen to make you something quick.

  • At first the relationship felt like you two were still just friends, but you both grew into being a little more intimate with each other.

  • You both can’t help but create small(but healthy) competitions. You were both a little more competitive than you’d like to admit, but you both had competitions so often that basically everyone you guys hung out with knew of them.

  • “Damn” You sigh as you watched your paper ball miss the trash basket. “Hm” Yahya hums and gets up, picking the paper ball up. Instead of throwing it away right then, he went back to his seat that was a bit farther back and took a shot, the paper effortlessly making it in the basket. You look back at him with a squint and he smirks. “Okay, bet” you whisper.

  • Ten minutes had gone by and you both were throwing balled up paper that you needed in the trash. To make what point? Neither of you knew, but you both were entertained.

  • Theres a box in his closet with Polaroid pictures of you two throughout the five years of dating each other, most taken by Yahya himself because in his words, “I just love looking at you. Pictures don’t even capture all that I see, but damn, baby”

  • The man could easily make you melt like some chocolate. He was just as smooth as he was when you first met him.

  • Once you both got more into the relationship, he was honestly the most romantic and caring person ever. He’d do anything to make you feel those butterflies.

  • Sent you on a corny little riddle game for Valentine’s Day once which lead you to some of your favorite places around the city until the last clue brought you home to three bouquets of your favorite flowers and a ring the size of your brown eyes.

  • Alexa, play whatever you want by Tony! Toni! Toné!

  • Some niggas don’t trick, but Yahya? Oh he’s gonna step. In the end, if you’re happy, he’s happy.

  • The night ended with something else a little more eventful that had the neighbors thinking to call the cops for the third time that month.

  • He plans on staying with you for the rest of his life, and made that know.

  • And he’s determined to put a baby in you one of these days, with or without that damn ring.

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Looks and bias aside, who would y’all pick as a boyfriend? 🫣 I think I’d pick Yahya 😭

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chaneajoyyy

I could see all of this!!🤭🤭. This was soo cute!!👍🏾👏🏾🙌🏾💓

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"Untitled"

Yahya Abdul-Mateen II x Black Plus Size Reader

Please excuse any grammatical errors. This is a rough draft.

Snippet (part of song series wip):

“Baby, I’ll be right back. Need to change into some more comfortable workout gear. This tee and shorts ain’t cutting it.”

Your husband’s eyes slowly trailed your body from head to toe. Biting his lip in a seductive manner he gave you a nod as you made eye contact.

“I don’t know, those shorts look perfect to me,” he rasped, now licking his lips.

Yeah, baby boy, go ahead and get all hot and bothered. This is going to be much more fun than I anticipated.

“I am not about to shake my ass in these small ass shorts. It will only lead to distraction.”

“Nothing wrong with a little distraction, mama.”

“Boy calm down. I’ll be right back.”

Realizing you were going to change anyway, Yahya kissed his teeth.

“Don’t roll your eyes at me,” you shouted from the hallway.

How does she always know when I do that?

“Ain’t nobody rolling their eyes at you, woman.”

“Lies.”

He kissed his teeth once more and went back to lifting weights. It was only a short amount of time before you came sauntering back into the room. You walked past Yahya without acknowledging him. Acting as if you had no clue what effect the change of attire was having on him.

“You change out of those small ass shorts, just to put on those skin-tight leggings? Trade your t-shirt for a crop top, so I know I’m about to see all kinds of under-tity. You not low, love. I know what you’re doing.”

His voice, now deeper and eyes dark with lust. He crossed his arms and gave you the look. The one that could have you on your knees in a split second. Not today though. Still feeling petty and slightly irritated, you pushed forward with your plan. Brushing off the stare, you cleared your throat, not wanting it to sound shaky. All it took was any slight indication that he was having an effect on you, and he’d have you on your back.

“Let’s get this workout over with,” you whined.

His eyebrows knitted together in confusion. He wasn’t used to you ignoring his advances. Trying to save face, Yahya responded.

“Right, the workout. Let’s get this out the way. You still mad at me for dragging you in here with me,” he teased.

“No, baby, not at all.”

He should’ve sensed that something was up. Your response sounded a little too sweet.

Men stay clueless.

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chaneajoyyy

@berberriescorner You still doing this fic?👁️👁️. Lemme see what I’m about to put down🤭. This is already amazing!!🙌🏾💗👍🏾👏🏾!

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Anonymous asked:

Henny Dick with Yahya

warnings: smut

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“Babyyyyy!”

Yahya stormed into his shared Los Angeles luxury apartment with a bottle of Hennessy that was halfway gone. Closing and locking the door behind him, he stumbled before catching his footing to go find his girlfriend of six years, Y/N.

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He’s coming inside all excited of course with the hennessy!😭😂. I know what that means!😵‍💫. Good thing my project is done just in time!😉. Wheww he wasn’t letting up!😩. What does he mean we not done!?😭😩. He don’t see me laid out like that?!😭🤣. BIIIICCCCTHHH YOU DID THAT!!🙌🏾👍🏾👏🏾🩵!!

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Dad!Yahya

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He’s doing a good job with Ledisi! The village is there and Ledisi is is great hands! Good thing I stopped by cause they needed some help! Not us giving each other longing looks👀. Now look at me saving the day! Picture day is a go! Oh the kiss?!?👁️👁️. He had to put it out in the atmosphere? Well it worked! And we're taking it upstairs?!😌👁️👁️. Siss!!! You done did IT with this one!💚👏🏾👍🏾🙌🏾!

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Sneak Peek for "Reunion"

Here's a sneak peek for a reader's request for a Yahya one-shot I'm working one. Enjoy!

“Y/N? Is that you?”

Y/N froze as she stepped out of the resort lobby and into the hot desert sun. Inhaling sharply, she knew that voice. It was the voice that kepts her up many nights as a teenager. It was the same voice that rescued her from the bullies in high school. It was the voice that whispered Shakespeare poetry as they laid in the backyard after school.

“Yahya?” Y/N turned.

There he was. Her heart thumped like it had taken a hit. He was fucking gorgeous. Sexy. Delectable. But here. In front of her after ten years. Yahya was here!

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Seeing him after all this time? At his sister’s wedding?👀. Oh this is gonna be good!! Can I be added to your taglist if you have one?🙋🏽‍♀️.

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|Bedtime |Yahya Abdul-Mateen II

“What’s wrong?” 

His face was all solemn as he walked from the bathroom and reading whatever changed his mood. While he typed a response I took a moment to ogle his well crafted frame. Hours in the gym and a balanced diet kept his figure god-like. 

“It’s…nothing. John is having a conniption about the merger but I’ve done my part,” he said with a tired shrug.

As a litigator for one of the top tech start-ups in the nation, he and his partner were overseeing the deal. I knew nothing of the details no matter how many times I had heard them in passing. As a creative, both the legal and tech world escaped me. 

“That’s right. So you can put that down and pay attention to me,” I said in a tone that immediately caught his attention. 

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chaneajoyyy

It has been so long since we stayed in bed together! Wheww this is just was needed!😩. He has to be attentive! I just loved this!👏🏾👍🏾🙌🏾💚

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One more Drink

Yahya Abdul Mateen III X Reader

Warnings: none. Just fluff

Summary: Yahya has to take care of his drunk girlfriend.

**A/N: Written on my phone. Sorry for any mistakes.

"One more!" Yahya chanted in her ear. Her aim was off. She knew it. She was too far gone to care. Closing one eye and sticking out her tongue Y/N bounced the ball off the table, raising her hands in victory as it splashed into the cup on the other side of the table. 

"That's my girl!" Yahya exclaimed as he picked her up and spum her around. 

Y/N was already nauseous. The spinning did not help. "Stop." She protested weakly. She was sure she was going to lose whatever was left in her stomach. She giggled as he stopped, reaching for her glass of whiskey at her end and swallowed what was left. Before she could be stopped She grabbed the final glass of beer and chugged that down.

Putting her feet on the ground Yahya cradled her face, eyes noticing all the signs- flushed cheeks, sweaty, Giggling at everything. "Pretty girl…"

"You're a pretty girl." She slurred and giggled. 

Yahya chuckled as he pulled her close to him. He knew she had a bad week. He could see it in the slump of her shoulders and the weight in her step as she walked into their apartment this evening. She needed a night out.

That's how they ended up at a bar they had never been to, volunteered for beer pong and won said beer pong. 

He had forgotten how good she was at beer pong.

"Come on." He gently pulled her I'm the direction of the door. 

"One more drink!" She protested. 

"No more drinks."

"Meanie." She pouted. "I have to pee."

"OK. Go pee and then we will go." Yahya took a space by the wall, pulling his phone out. He waited a few minutes before he started looking around. He saw Y/N's back as she leaned against the bar. Taking a deep breath he made his way to her. Putting his hand on the small of her back, he moved to stand next to her. 

She looked at Yahya as she chugged her drink with wide eyes. "I love you!" She placed a wet kiss on his cheek.

"I love you." He looked at the glass. "Water?"

"Gin and tonic. So… half water?" She wrinkled her brow as she thought.

Yahya chuckled in spite of himself. "Come on."

"Wait! I have to wait."

"Wait for what?"

"WINGS!!!" The bartender shouted. 

"Here!" Y/N jumped up and down as she waved her hands wildly. She was so far gone she had not realized there was no one in front of her. The bartender could see her clearly. Grabbing the to go container she gave her biggest smile to Yahya. "You know I love you right?" She was still slurring as she tried to keep a serious tone. 

"Yes…."

"Good. Because these…" she waved the box of wings in front of Yahya's face. "Are all mine!"

"OK beautiful." He laughed. "Come on."

"Can I get a piggyback ride?" She asked as they stepped out of the taxi. 

"No." Yahya didn't want to think about trying to carry her up the steps in his back. 

"Meanie." She pouted. 

"I can do this." He picked her up bridal style, her squeal riding in his ears. "Come on drunkie."

"I'm not drunk!" She protested as she cradled her wings. 

"Whatever you say my love." He made it up the steps and to their front door quicker than he anticipated. "I have to put you down." 

A whine escaped Y/N's throat as her feet touched the floor. She felt lightheaded as she swayed, deciding to lean on Yahya. "You smell so good." 

Yahya picked her up again once he opened the door. He walked to the bedroom and out her down on the bed. He stood up straight and watched her sway in her seat. 

He walked to the kitchen and got a glass of water, placing the wings I'm the fridge. He was greeted with Y/N laying in the bed with her eyes closed. "Baby." He leaned over and gently shook her shoulder. "You have to drink some water."

"It's too cold!" Y/N whined as she drank. 

Placing the glass on the side table he pulled her shirt over her head and replaced it with one of his own. He pulled her jeans off and tucked her into bed. Pulling his clothes off until he was in his boxers Yahya climbed into bed. He smiled as she snuggled into his side.

"I'm a lucky girl." She slurred as she raised her hand and stroked his face. "I think I'll keep you."

"Really? That's a relief." Yayha answered sarcastically.

"Yupp. Wanna know why?"

"Why?"

"Because you're sweet, kind, funny. You take care of me and love me and you've got a beautiful ass."

Yahya laughed in spite of himself. "Didn't know my ass was beautiful." He looked down when she didn't respond, finding her fast asleep. "Love you baby." He whispered as he kissed her forehead.

"Baby?"

Yahya's eyebrows shot up I'm surprise as her voice met his ears. "Yeah?"

"Can I have my wings now?"

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chaneajoyyy

I was having a good time! Couldn't tell me nothing! But it was much needed! He picked the right place for me to let loose! Of course we won! And he dealing with my antics!🤣🤣. We couldn't leave before I got my wings! And they're mine! Then we can go! He had a whole adventure getting me back in the house😭. He was gonna make sure I was taken care of before bed! And it is beautiful😂! There's no better time to have wings🤣. I loved this so much!!!🙌🏾👍🏾👏🏾💛!

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Fine Print

[Yahya Abdul-Mateen II x Black Plus Size OC]

Don’t get comfortable In love. People fall out. Sometimes People lie. With malice or none. Stay on your toes anyway. Speak your mind. Take nothing at face value. Ever. Even if it’s right in your face. Always read the fine print. Because People lie. And they’re good at it. So Don’t get comfortable.

Genre: Romance-Drama Warnings: 18+, Explicit Language, Sexual Content

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Shea Buttah Bakery Masterlist -taglist-
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Old Habits Die Hard | Part Nine: Stuck In My Ways

Warnings: Language, lightweight mentions of sexual situations, mention of marijuana use
The penultimate chapter of Old Habits Die Hard! Whew, this has been a long one but we’re down to the final two parts of a story that kicked my ass lol. Taglist is STILL OPEN for the finale if you want to get in while it’s hot! Love you all, you beautiful people. 

STUCK IN MY WAYS

“Aye, yo shor- how long you in the city?”

Maleek’s – or Leek – introduction last summer was a scary one. Standing outside of papi’s, draped under Dave’s arm,  Dave and his crew stopped their conversations as a midnight blue Caprice classic creeped up to the edge of the corner. Everyone, including Dave, grew on guard, their demeanors ceasing to exist at the drop of a hat because a never-before-seen whip with barely-legal tinted windows came to a complete stop. As the passenger’s side window dropped, Dave whispered to you to go inside of the store to grab him something to eat, his favorite: turkey hoagie, everything on it. You could hear the growl in his undertone as if it was an order. You obliged out of a fright only to hear laughter mere seconds later once Leek’s solid body came bouncing out of the sunroof to one of his latest tracks.

Leek was the neighborhood rapper. He spent thirty minutes or so showing his videos on YouTube the one night you were in the studio with him and his crew. He was dope, you couldn’t lie. Built like a linebacker, Leek’s full ahki beard and super tatted-up upper body was a bad one. You caught yourself fantasizing about how bad Leek could really be but quickly remember that Dave got to you first. Thank God.

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Yeah I had to get out of that room. I woulda done something I would regret. Again it was good catching up with Maleek. Did Dave not tell him? It’s best to leave. And Yahya should be able to try one of the hoagies and Papi’s. I love that Yahya and Uncle Trace are bonding! And seeing him really loosen up?!😌. These messages!😩😣. I can’t give an answer. At least not the one he wants. Yahya’a having a great time! And zinc gave him some weed?!🤣. He’s getting really comfortable with my family! More messages?!😧. Omg he knew kind of?! And Aunt Jerry showed him pictures?! It was time to tell him. And he was so understanding! And this should’ve happened from the beginning! It’s best we don’t stay friends. There wasn’t this closure that happened the first time the relationship was ended. Us being being friends would be too much cause that closure didn’t happened and there really wasn’t a clean slate. Or even a really boundary set. It’s too much lingering. It could’ve been handled differently and I shouldn’t have poked the bear. And a conversation should’ve taken place to clear everything up and leave at clean slate. This is getting way too good!🙌🏾👏🏾👍🏾🧡! Sorry this was so long.

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Old Habits Die Hard | Part Eight: Weak In The Knees

Warnings: language, light mentions of sexual situations; mention of gun violence
Happy New Year!  I’m on a mission to finish all in-progress stories. This is my favorite of all of them, so I’m juiced to put a bow on it. Eight chapters down, two more to go. Thank you to those who have been reading this story since 2019 (eek! lol) and ask for updates. Taglist is open for the final two chapters! Peace and love. 

WEAK IN THE KNEES 

“Courthouses feel like the last stop to Hell, my God.” 

“That’s what they call death row, actually.” 

Now the conversation you want to hear. It makes no sense that you are here. After your jailhouse check-in with Dave, you whispered into Yahya’s ear, in the dead of night, that you would be on that Amtrak train to Philadelphia to see him in court. You still wallowed in disbelief at how Aunt Jerri cleaned up your mess. You could keep your two-weeks-in-paradise with Dave a secret presumably for the rest of your life. But on the train ride up the Northeast Corridor, guilt racked your conscience. 

At the core of it all, you felt childish. 

A summertime romance is nothing to hide from your future husband. It never was. Despite what transpired in the kinda-mean streets of North Philadelphia, nothing  really went down between you and Dave. Y’all played pretend lovers for two weeks and then it was over with. It became an antidote of life, a steamy story to reminisce about with your girls. You never thought you’d see Dave a day again in your life; that’s how much of a void he left inside of you. 

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This is so much to deal with! And Dave’s mom is dealing with so much!😭. He got her stressed OUT! That flashback!😭🫢. Yahya can’t keep being left in the dark like this! He needs to know the truth if we’re gonna move forward! OMG!! His case is dismissed and he gets to go home!? That’s great! And they want me to go to his party? I mean it’s good catch up with people. Why am I in his room?! I need to leave him alone! He knows that I’m engaged to be married! He can’t get caught up! And I can’t let that happen! I have to excuse myself! What we had is over. Wait why am I meeting him?! Girl you are putting us through a soap opera of sorts!😩. This is amazing!!👏🏾🙌🏾❤️‍🔥

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Quickie - Yahya Abdul-Mateen II x Black!Reader

His balcony pics are high in my faves.

A/N - So @cecereads209​ sent me a prompt and after months of it being in my inbox and getting this idea into word, it is here! I hope you like! I asked that question about Yahya because I wanted to incorporate it into this. I tried. I’m still getting out of this smut-writing shell. A little more filth in the next one has been requested. Also, you can send request but just know I’ll be slow to get through them with me being in my last semester of school. 

Warnings - DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE A MINOR! It gets a lil smutty over here. M/F receiving. Mentions of fluids. Language. Drinking. 18+ONLY

If you like it please like/reblog and leave ya girl some comments. It’s gladly appreciated and keeps me motivated over here. Thank you for reading! 💚

Loud laughter, voices and clinking glasses filled the multilevel home as well the large backyard. The sounds of “Show Out” by Kid Cudi blared through the place as Yahya stood with his friends at one of the many tall tables placed around the yard. He stood amongst his longtime friends, Erik, his wife Sabrina, and Ahmad. Taking a sip of his Hennessey, his eyes looked around the low-lit scenery, glancing over the many familiar and new faces. A dinner party hosted by his boss, that was more personal and not for work.

“How much y’all want to bet, he’s looking for her?” Erik asked as he titled his glass towards his lips. His shoulders moving as Pop Smoke’s voice took over.

“Betting on something we already know is true. No thank you,” Sabrina shook her head and took a sip of her mock mojito as she glanced over at Yahya who was completely zoned out of table’s conversation. Or just ignoring them. Ahmad looked past his childhood with amusement leading him to nudge Erik. Their eyes fixed on the figure stepping into the yard. With a curious look on his face, Yahya looked over his shoulder.

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His friends know him too well🤣. Hot gotta be smooth about it! And I gotta show OUT!😉. Now what’s gonna happens when he finds out cause everyone else knows. He’s gonna find out one way or another! So that way we can be happy and really have to sneak around. Not us sneaking around in my parents’ basement! 🥵👀. It has been a minute since we’ve spent a lil time together. And made the time worthwhile!😩🌚. But we can finish it back at my place afterwards. And no time was wasted!😉😌👩🏽‍🦲. He could have it if he wanted it! Sis you did the damn THING!!🥵👍🏾👏🏾🙌🏾💕!!

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coca’s masterlist

All original characters or Y/N are characterized as black women.

© 2022 cocoa-puffs — updated: february 12, 2022

Michael B. Jordan/Erik Killmonger/John Kelly/Adonis Creed

The Millenial (Reader is a sexy, divorcee moving into “The Millenial” apartments. The most sought-after complex in New York City. Erik is the younger, mysterious new neighbor.)

The Angel of Music (COMING SOON) (Phantom of the Opera retelling. Reader is a soprano opera singer in mourning. Erik is the mysterious phantom that haunts the theatre.)

Holy Matrimony pt. 1 | pt. 2 (COMING SOON) |(Reader Request: Erik having an arranged marriage with a woman from a nearby tribe in Wakanda. She’s totally inexperienced; virgin, never been kissed.)

i get high, high, high (Erik is the local plug. Reader is a weedhead. Sparks fly.)

FREAKNIK (Reader is sick and tired of Erik being a no-good ass nigga. She decides to pull out her Freaknik dress.)

Just Friends (Reader is recently dumped. Erik is single. They’ve always been there for each other. Are they just friends?)

Meet the Parents (Reader and Erik go away for the weekend to meet her parents. But Reader’s father is suspicious. Will they get a happily ever after?)

(You’re) Having My Baby (Reader Request: Erik is Reader’s baby daddy.)

Study Session (Reader Request: College Erik and Reader getting busy in his dorm, and his roommates hear.)

Yahya Abdul-Mateen II/David Kane

Red Light Special (Reader and Yahya are dating and plan a romantic staycation. Yahya misses it and Reader reflects on the relationship. Can they make it? Or should they end it?)

Drive-In (Reader and Yahya are dating, they decide to go to a drive-in but things get nasty.)

Birthday Boy (COMING SOON)

Tom Holland/Peter Parker/Nathan Drake

coming soon…

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