#Daveed Diggs ofc reader

[elocinnicole]

Mistletoe

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x Black!Reader [Lauren Taylor] (College AU) Rating: 18+ MINORS DNI smut (phone sex, mutual masturbation, fingering, oral f receiving, unprotected sex, overstimulation) Summary: Daveed offers his girlfriend some relief as she prepares for finals. AN: Hey! How y’all doing, ya girl is back! I had so much fun writing this I hope everyone enjoys! This is for DJ’sAllIWant4KChristmas22. So why not return with a Daveed Diggs smut? I hope everyone had a great Holiday and Happy New Year to Everyone!!!

Dividers by: @firefly-graphics

Word Count: 2.4K Prompt used: 13 "You didn’t think I’d let you spend Christmas alone, did you?”

December 2003

Lauren sat in her dorm, Erykah Badu playing on her iHome speaker, studying at her desk. She has Fall Semester finals approaching, and she feels like she’s at her breaking point. She’s in her senior year as an Architectural Studies Major and counting down the days until graduation. Her concentration was broken by her phone ringing. She quickly ignored the call as she diligently continued her sketch for the first part of her final project. Lauren was determined to finish her sketch despite the busy day she had. Not only did she do her work study, but she also had gymnastics practice today, to say she was tired would be an understatement. Her phone rang again, and she instantly hit decline. Whoever was calling her would have to wait.

When she was about to put the finishing touches on her sketch, her phone rang again. Frustrated she slammed her pencil down and answered the phone.

“Hello?” She greeted her voice laced with venom.

“Damn, you ain't check your caller ID?” Lauren tried to hold back the smile that was trying to form but she couldn’t help herself.

“You know you wanna smile, Lo.” Lauren’s boyfriend Daveed said through the phone.

“Hey, babe. I’m sorry I’m just trying to get this to work.” She responded not taking her eyes off the blueprint she was working on. She placed her phone on speaker and returned to working on the blueprint.

“You working on that blueprint still?”

“Yeah, I want it to be perfect.”

“Don’t stress yourself out, you already sent me a picture. It looks amazing.” Daveed insisted, his voice heavy and low

“What you doin’ you sound tired?”

“I’m good, are you alone?” Lauren raised her eyebrow at the question.

“Um, yeah, Jamila and Kaitlyn are at the library and Alyssa left Monday. Fucking English major.” She lamented

“So that means you by yourself?”

“Yeah, you already asked me that. What’s going on?”

“I want you to stop working on your blueprint.”

“What? Babe, no I told you before I need to get this done I have gymnastics practice tomorrow.”

“Lauren.”

The tone of his voice made her stop, she rubbed her thighs together in anticipation and arousal.

“Yeah,” she breathed

“Get on the bed for me.” Lauren quickly grabbed her phone and climbed onto her bed. “You in bed?” Lauren nodded forgetting for a split second that he couldn’t see her, she heard him chuckle and mentally slapped her forehead

“Can you use your words, babe?”

“Yeah,”

“Where’s your vibrator?” Lauren rolled her eyes at her boyfriend’s question

“It’s not a vibrator, it’s a massager.” She stressed

“Then why you keep it under your pillow?”

“For when my leg cramps up at night.”

“Oh aight” Daveed replied unconvinced “What you wearin’ right now?”

“My blue shorts, the ones you like, and your Track shirt. Do you want me to take it off?”

“No, leave it on. I’ve been missing you, Lo.” Daveed breathed into the phone

“I miss you too D,” Lauren moaned into the phone, while she caressed her breasts

“Whatchu doin Lo?” Daveed asked her but they fell on deaf ears as she started to pinch and pull on her nipples “I didn’t say you could touch yourself, Lo.” Lauren sighed before reluctantly removing her hands from her breast.

“D,”

“I got you, Lo, take off your shirt for me. Play with your nipples Lo.” Daveed chuckled at the shuffling he heard over the phone. Lauren groaned as she did what she was told, she heard Daveed curse into the hone. “Fuck, babe I wish I could see you right now. Tell me how you feel?”

“It feels good…but fuck, I wish it was you.”

“I know Lauren me too,”

“Shit, Daveed.”

“Go head and see who wet you are,” Daveed said huskily

Lauren didn’t hesitate and immediately began to rub her clit, her hips began to move on their own, whimpering at how good it made her feel. She pressed two fingers inside moaning and gasping aloud.

“Daveed, I want you so bad right now.” She could hear his breath becoming heavier it was clear he was touching himself as well. Just then the door to the dorm swung open. In record time, Lauren pulled her blanket over her body to shield her bare chest.

“Lauren! Guess what the fuck happened—” one of Lauren’s other roommates Jamila called out

“You good?” She questioned eyeing Lauren,

“Uh, yeah I’m just talking to Daveed.”

“Oh, hey Daveed!” She greeted, seemingly clueless as to what was happening before she walked into the room.

“Hey Jamila,” Lauren took Daveed off speaker and held the phone to her ear.

“I’ll talk to you later,”

“Okay, when do you come home?”

“I’m staying through break, I’m taking a winter class and I have practice so I’ll be spending Christmas here.” Lauren deadpanned

“Damn, Lo. I thought we could spend some time together.”

“Me too, but we have Olympic trials coming up and I’m on the shortlist.”

“I understand, stop working on your project and get some rest.”

“Since when do you tell me what to do?” Lauren teased

“Do I need to remind you who’s in charge?”

“Maybe, I think I forgot,” She flirted back causing Jamaica to gag dramatically, Lauren rolled her eyes at her roommate

“Bye Daveed, love you.”

“Love you too.”

“Alright, guys I have to go soon. I’ll be home after New Year,” Lauren said to her parents over the phone

“Okay, sweetie. Merry Christmas!” Overlapping Holiday greetings rang over the phone from various family members.

“Merry Christmas Mom and Dad, I love you!” Lauren ended the phone call, tears threatening to fall. This is her favorite time of the year and not spending it with her family or Daveed, was hitting her hard this year. She disliked the one person who could make her feel better, hoping to get rid of his feeling.

Lauren frowned when she was sent to voicemail after one ring. She dialed his number again and the same thing, straight to voicemail. He’s never ignored her call unless he’s texted her that he was doing work or at practice. Wanting to shrug off the feeling she went back to working on her final project for class. Maybe she’ll call him later.

She was about to call him back again when there was a knock at her door. Lauren glanced at the cooktop that was still plugged in from breakfast, she cursed under her breath. Someone must’ve snitched to the RA.

“Hold on!” she called out, she haphazardly put stored the cooktop elsewhere before walking over to her door she swung it open only to be surprised by the person standing on the other side of the door.

“You didn’t think I’d let you spend Christmas alone, did you?” Lauren jumped into Daveed’s arms, wrapping her arms and legs around him. Lauren finally unwrapped here self from her boyfriend so that he could come into her room.

“What about your family?” Daveed shrugged his shoulders

“I wanted to be with you more,” Daveed grabbed her chin and tilted her head until their lips met in a kiss.

“I have some things for you,” He said against her lips before kissing her once more.

“Oh really?”

“But first,” Daveed smirked before picking up his girlfriend and effortlessly carrying her to her bed. He leaned down to kiss her when Lauren put up her hand to stop him

“I’m still working on my project, give me like five minutes,” Daveed sighed dramatically

“You can get yourself settled then I promise you’ll have my attention.” Lauren kissed his nose before hopping off her bed and going to her work.

Daveed told Lauren he had to step out for a bit to get something he left behind and to pick them up something to eat. She didn’t realize how long he was gone until she saw the time on her phone. Just as she was about to text him, her door opened and Daveed walked in with some Target bags and takeout food.

“Sorry I took so long, I was looking for something.”

“What were you trying to find, Lauren Sid not taking her eyes off the laptop in front of her.”

“This,” Lauren turned around and chuckled when she saw Daveed holding a mistletoe

“You’re so adorable,” Daveed frowned slightly

“Adorable?” Lauren playfully rolled her eyes a she walked up to Daveed

“How does sexy sound?”

“Much better, I think you owe me a kiss.” Daveed cradled the back of Lauren's head and brought their lips together in a kiss. Tier lips still attached, Daveed forgot the mistletoe toe and picked up Lauren, not that it was hard picking her up. He walked them to her bed until they fell back. Lauren was the first to pull back.

Lauren looked up at Daveed, she shuddered at the feel of his hands gliding up the back of her legs until his hands were just below her ass. He pulled her so that she was properly straddling him

“No one’s here right”? He asked

“Yeah,” Lauren breathed suddenly feeling hot

“Good, because I want to hear you.” Lauren put both of her hands on his face and pulled him towards her. She whimpered not the kiss before seeping it. Daveed moaned into the kiss, gently biting her lip before sweeping it with his tongue. His hands moved from caressing her back to expertly undoing her bra and tossing it aside. Daveed moved from her mouth and continued down until he reached her neck and found the spot that made her pull his hair.

“Daveed” Lauren whined. In a flash, Daveed flipped them over so that he was on top. He pulled off his shirt before taking off Lauren’s. His large hand roughly palmed her breast while he sucked and nibbled the other purposely avoiding her nipple making Lauren groan

“What do you want Lo?” He asked smugly before going back to mouthing at her chest.

“Daveed please?” She wrapped her leg around him, wanting to feel him even closer

“This what you want?” Daveed put his whole mouth on her breast, sucking and biting on her nipple

“Fuck, Daveed! Ahh!” She wailed

“You sound so pretty baby,” Daveed whispered before giving her other breast the same treatment. Just as Lauren was about to find out if one could actually cum just from nipple play, Daveed stopped and pulled away.

“Fuck, you look so beautiful,” Daveed said huskily before he started kissing down her body until they reached her shorts, she lifted up so that Daveed could take them off and raised an eyebrow

“No panties, were expecting someone?” He teased

“I don’t know, maybe I was.” She teased back, Daveed smiled darkly before parting her lips and diving in using his tongue to lick up and down.

“Mmm Daveed,” Lauren eyes rolled to the back of her head when his tongue flicked over that small bundle of nerves, not that it took him long to find it. He pushed her legs so that her knees were pressing into her chest, keeping her open for him. His lips still attached to her clit, he pressed two fingers deep into her

Lauren chanting his name was much to his ears, her pussy clenched down on his fingers. He looked up at Lauren and he could’ve um right there, the way her face contorted in pleasure, the way her hands were gripping onto his hair. He finally pulled away from her clit to reach up and sloppily kiss her. Lauren moaned, tasting herself on Daveed’s lips

“You close Lo?”

“Yes, D, baby I’m so close. I wanna come,” Just as she was about one, Daveed stopped his ministrations.

“I want you to come around my dick,” Daveed sat up so that he could take off his pants and boxers. He reached over to his bag and quickly searched it before letting out a sigh

“Damn it,”

“What?”

“I can’t find the condom,”

“I’m on the pill," Lauren said quickly

“Since when?”

“Last month. Merry Christmas,” Daveed grabbed Lauren’s neck and pulled in for another kiss, Lauren pulled him back down to her, she reached down grabbing Daveed’s flick to rub hit against her, Daveed started to slowly ease in, and he pushed until he was all the way in, he waited for Lauren to nod before he pulled out and pushed back in. Lauren cried into his neck, wrapping her arms around him tightly, every thrust making her whimper for more.

“D, harder,” Daveed happily obliged, putting more force behind each thrust. He reached down and hooked his arms under her knees, and with renewed vigor, he slammed into Lauren “Ahh, fuck!”

“Babe, you taking me so well, fuck I missed you.” He grunted

“Daveed, I’m coming, I’m coming!” Lauren hit her climax, shuddering as Daveed continued to fuck her, starting to feel sensitive, she tried to back away but Daveed held her closer

“Un uh, this my pussy, take this dick,” Daveed said chasing his orgasm and wanting to push Lauren over the edge.

“I can’t Daveed,”

“Give me one more, Lo,” Daveed’s rhythm faltered before he stilled as his own climax overtook him, Lauren climaxing shortly after. They laud there shaking and trembling in the arms of each other. Daveed slowly pulled out and lay next to Lauren pulling her close to him. They sat there in silence for a while, just holding each other. The food is long forgotten sitting on Lauren’s desk. “Thank you for spending Christmas with me, it was really sweet of you to drive here.”

“I know how much you love the holidays and I didn’t want you to spend it alone. I love you, Lo, like it or not you’re stuck with me,” he joked

“I guess you’re alright.” Lauren teased

“Alright, I wasn’t alright this minutes ago, ‘Daveed, don’t stop! Daveed,” Daveed mocked with his best imitation

“Keep it up, that’ll be the last time you hear it.”

“You know I’m just playing,”

“Mhmm, you got jokes huh.”

“How can I make it up to you?”

“Hmmm, we can watch my favorite movie while we eat.”

“Lethal Weapon?”

“It’s a Christmas Movie,”

“There’s like two scenes that reference Christmas time, it’s not the premise of the movie.”

“And?”

“Fine, I can straighten up in here while you heat up the food?”

“Deal.” Their lips met in a haste kiss. As much as Lauren missed her family this year for the Holidays, there’s no one else she’d rather be with at this moment than Daveed.

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[ramp-it-up]

Fresh Squeeze 12

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x OFC Linden Marshall (You)

Set in 2023, post-pandemic

Warnings: Minors DNI, 18 + ONLY, RPF, cursing, SMUT with a bit of plot, Daddy kink, creampie/breeding kink, oral sex (m/f receiving), light BDSM.

Word Count: 5.8 K 

Plot: Time for Lindy to get exactly what she wants for her birthday, and Daveed is more happy to oblige, the little freaks. This is nasty, y’all.

Previous Chapter

Daveed woke up next to you. You were asleep on your stomach, facing him, curls everywhere, and a little smile on your face. The covers were kicked off and you were lying face down your fist clenched under your chin.  

He looked at you and found out that he was in for it. You were fuckin’ adorable.

He lay there on his back, smiling at your sleeping face and reached out and grasped a curl, playing with it for a minute. He smiled wider.

You really said you loved him last night.

When you started to wake up, you opened your eyes, looked at him confusedly for a few seconds, then smiled back at him. 

His heart fluttered and started to beat faster. He wondered if that would ever stop. 

—-

When you woke up and saw that Daveed was there, you knew there was something you should remember. When you did, you didn't want to ruin it.

"Before you speak, don't move, 'cause I don't wanna wake up." 

You kept your voice low, not wanting to destroy the vibe. Your eyes scanned down his torso, along his abs and down to where the covers were partially covering up his happy trail. You grinned and looked back up at him.

“See something you want?” 

Daveed was taking note of everything. What turned you on, how to treat your body, how best to give you pleasure.  He wanted to understand the assignment.

You grunted softly in your throat, which you covered up by saying, “Ummmmhmmmm.” 

You reached out and raked your fingers up his hand to his bicep to his shoulders, collarbone, pecs, and abs to his happy trail.  The hunger in your eyes was unmistakable. 

“I see.” Daveed’s morning voice was everything. He smirked at you and you looked at each other for a long time.

"Excuse me. Um, I love you."

"I love you, too, Baby Girl.” 

Daveed brought his hand up to caress your cheek and moved down to your throat, lightly grasping it to bring you to his own luscious lips. 

His grazed yours, then he peppered light kisses down your neck, stopping at your spot, which he’d found quickly after he noticed the goosebumps pebbling up on your skin and your hardened nipples as he brushed the side of your breast. 

He drew back, breathless with emotion and excitement as you lay next to him moaning and squirming so quickly.  He loved how responsive you were to him.

 “Is this real?" You couldn’t quite believe last night.

"The real deal Holyfield." 

He slid his hand down his shirt and down to your hip, stopping at the hem, teasing you with the pads of his fingers on your thigh.  Then he stopped, arching his eyebrow and turning on his side, closing one eye sleepily. 

"So I’m ‘Daddy’ now?"

“Daveed!” You were antsy and petulant. And a little embarrassed that had come out of your mouth. “I was under the influence of lust, I didn’t know what I was saying.” 

You flushed at the thought of calling Daveed ‘Daddy.’ He probably thought you were more than just a little needy, calling him that in the heat of passion. 

‘Sir’ was a more formal boundary into kink, one that felt more controlled. Daddy was… well more vulnerable.

Daveed looked at you fully again. He could see the beginnings of your panic, and he wanted to put you at ease.  

He’d never encouraged anyone to call him that, but from you, the word took his desire to an entirely different level. But he didn’t want to be too obvious.  

If you didn’t want to do it, that was cool too.

“Oh.”  He licked his lips.  “That’s a shame.” He flexed his arm and put it under his head to distract you.

Oh shit, you thought. You opened and closed your mouth, kind of like a fish. Daveed wanted to be Daddy?  You looked him up and down.

“Well, damn, Daddy. I'll call you anything you want to hear after last night."  

You smiled at him, eyes sparkling, and you put your hand under your head.

Daveed reached out, grabbed your hand and pulled you into the crook of his arm. He took your hand and held it. "I just wanna hear you say those three words again."

You stopped smiling and searched his eyes. You looked at Daveed and knew you'd made the right choice. 

"I love you Daveed."

He grinned and puffed out his chest. He brought your hand to his mouth, kissed it, then shifted to lean up and  kiss all the way up your arm, up your shoulder and down your back, shifting to kneel behind you, straddling your legs.  

You knew what was up. And it gave you the shivers.

"Daveeeeeed. I don’t knowwww. I’m kind of sore." 

That first night with him had almost broken your box. But the ache was a pleasurable reminder of a great time.

He didn't stop, but went down and kissed your cheeks.  "Just let me kiss where it hurts so it will feel better."  

Daveed grabbed and kneaded your ass, using his thumbs to gently invade the space in between your legs. 

"Oh... Daddy!" You couldn't help but arch your back and raise your ass to meet his fingers. You wanted him to fill you up again.

"That's right, arch it for me Baby Girl." He spread you out and watched you glisten for him. 

“I’ve never been obsessed with how a pussy looked before. Damn, girl.” He gently kissed your lower lips.

"Oooohhhh," you breathed.

Daveed stopped. "Does that hurt?" The last thing he wanted to do was to force himself on you.

"Nnnnnnnhhhhh. Feels kinda goodddd."  You moaned softly, wiggling in his grip.

Daveed did it again, and gently used his tongue this time. He licked a soft stripe up your folds and barely invaded your cunt, causing you to moan.

"Ooooooh." That sounded like pleasure, but he had to make sure.

"What’s your word Baby Girl?"

"Isa-fucking- bella. Don’t stop. It's a little sore, but that feels so sweet." Daveed had you caught up.

Daveed grinned at it. "Tastes sweet, too." 

Daveed ate you out from behind, gently at first, then took cues from you and reached his fingers around your thigh to manipulate your clit as he dove deeper inside you with his tongue.

The more insistent you became, the more determined he came to be. He lapped at your folds, thrusting his tongue inside you as far as it could go, then sliding it down to your clit, where he sucked you into another world.

Your hands reached out and gripped the sheets, trying to find something to hold on to while under his assault. He very gently grazed your clit with his teeth, making you yelp and squirm under him.

Daveed took advantage of the brief pause to get you in position. “Up on your knees. Time for your first present.”

“Your first present to me was your love.” You were almost afraid of what he was going to do. Almost.

Daveed was kneeling behind you now, massaging and pulling apart. He chuckled.

“Aww, that’s cute Baby Girl. But you’ve had that for a while.” He smiled at the most hidden part of you. “Nah, your first present is that I’m gonna eat these groceries.”

“Whattttoooohhhhh!” 

Your surprise turned into something else as Daveed dove in, expertly making your brain turn to mush. He clearly knew what he was doing as he made you come apart in minutes with his hands and tongue in forbidden places.

As you writhed under his mouth, inching away from your impending explosion, Daveed looked up, grabbed his shirt with both hands and growled, “Don’t fucking run Linden.” 

He jerked the fabric and pulled you back onto his face.

Being this intimate with you just drove him up the wall. With you Daveed constantly wanted more, so he took his time and feasted on you until you came, tongue fucking you through your orgasm, lapping up all your juices and doing it again. 

You were begging for mercy by the time he was through.

“Please! Sir… I can’t!”  

Daveed slapped your ass after you came the second time and wiped his mouth with his hand. You tried not to hide your face, because a giant smile was plastered on it.  He couldn’t know how much he had you addicted.

"I love doing that." He leaned back and grinned, feeling euphoric.

You laughed.

"I can tell." 

"Making you feel good is the shit.” 

You were grinning at him when you saw something move out of the corner of your eye causing you to glance down. 

You saw that his dick was at attention and that he was rubbing the fat, wet tip that was peeking out of his pajama pants.

"And I think it's time to take care of you, Sir." 

“I didn’t know if  you would want to have do that on your birthday.”

You rose up on your knees and pulled him out of his clothes, running your thumb over his leaking tip and caressing his balls. You were giddy about the fact that you’d done this to him.

“Have to do it? Oh no Sir. I get to do it.  I love this dick.” 

“You wanted the cake? I want the icing. All over me…”

You raised your thumb to your mouth and sucked his syrup-like precum off of it, while Daveed watched you with half-closed lids.

“Damn, Baby Girl.”  

He had to stop talking to keep from panting. You were so fucking hot sitting on your knees in his shirt, sucking him off you.  ”It’s like that today?”  

“Don’t act like you didn’t start it, Daveed. You ate the booty real good. Nasty is the baseline.”

Daveed fought to keep from squealing as you rose up on your knees, spit on it, and started to stroke him off. You had him fucking slipping. And he loved it.

You smiled, feeling your full power over him.

Knowing that Daveed loved you made you feel free to be submissive, dominant, sweet, nasty, adventurous, and maybe even Baby Girl to his Daddy. You could do it all.

He trailed his hand up your thigh again.

“Aht-aht.  It’s my birthday, let me work here.” 

You moved out of his reach, still sensitive.  Daveed allowed it. But only because it was, in fact, your birthday. 

“Take ‘em off, please, and sit on the edge of the bed. Please?.” You looked up at you with those eyes. “I want to get on my knees for you, Sir.” 

You took off his shirt and began putting your hair up so that he could plainly see what you were about to do to him.

“Your birthday wish is my command.” 

In seconds, you were where you wanted to be, kneeling in front of Daveed and handling that pretty dick. 

His firm brown warmth was against your lips and tongue while Daveed’s hand was on your head, alternating holding you down to gag around him and gently massaging your scalp as you stroked him off.

It was sloppy, just like he liked it, and the eye contact you were giving him was making him feel like you were looking into his soul and reading him for the filthy man that he was. 

“That’s that shit Lindy, but you’re making a mess. I should spank you later, Hunh? For being a bad girl?”  It wouldn’t normally be a question, but he was testing the limits.

You smiled and nodded around him, because you happened to be unable to speak at the moment. 

When he let you catch your breath, you said, “Yes, Daddy. I need my birthday licks. I have a feeling I might be bad all day.”

Daveed groaned because you were getting him even harder. He was sprung. And he wanted nothing more than to fulfill any and all of your birthday wishes.

You lowered your eyes and went back to work, sending your power and control. He cooed praises and threats as you worked. You were in heaven.

“That’s it, Baby Girl. Get it. I’m gonna tear you up. Maybe I should take that ass today too.”

His words worked you into a frenzy. You brought him to the brink much sooner than he wanted because you were just that skilled.

“Gotdamn, Linden,” he drew his bottom lip between his teeth. “Ffffuck!” He felt about to burst.

He took over the stroke and started jacking himself off.  You held your mouth open while you palmed your breasts and rolled your nipples.

“Give me that cum, Daddy.” 

You pinched your nipples between your fingers and looked him in the eye; everything about you at that moment triggered a lewd moan and release from Daveed.

‘Ughhhhhh, shit, Lindy.” 

His balls tightened and he started to spurt warm ropes of spend toward you, curling his toes because you looked so fucking hot and keeping his eyes open to witness this seemed to make it last forever.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh,” you said as you opened wide for him, sticking out your tongue. 

He managed to get some of it in your mouth. When he was finished, you swallowed and smiled. He ran his fingers down your face, neck, and breasts, gathering his seed. He placed them in your mouth. 

You smiled around them and happily took what he gave you, licking, sucking, and giggling.

“Damn. You are the headmaster, Linden, I mean, damn.” 

Daveed was completely ruined. He was literally shaking. He got himself together, stood up and stretched, looking down at you. You were fucking perfect.

He watched you playing in his cum and looking up at him innocently, licking him off your fingers. His cock twitched.  Fuck, with you he was always ready. He felt 19 again. 

You noticed him stiffening again and smiled around your own fingers. You felt like it was your world. And it was.

“When are you gonna cum inside me, Daddy? Want this creamy goodness in my holes.” You were pouting and smearing his cum around your nipple. 

You watched his cock rise again at what you were saying and  doing. You felt triumphant. You smirked up at him.

“Stand up.”

Daveed grabbed you by the neck and helped you to your feet. Your wetness dripped down your thighs. 

“You really want this today Lindy?”

You smiled at him. “Yes, Sir.”

“I love this fucking neck. I can wrap my entire hand around it and mark it up good for everyone to see. Fuck, it makes me mad how hot you are.”  

He squeezed again, making you giddy, then let you go, tugging you into the bathroom by your hand.

“Let me give you this birthday icing where you requested it.”

Daveed turned on the shower and got started, bending you over the vanity as he waited for the water to warm up.

He tugged your hair, making you look at him in the mirror. He chuckled, “You know the drill.”

You struggled to keep your eyes open as he slapped your ass and plunged inside you, the deliciousness of the stretch made possible by your slick. Your walls kissed and hugged every ridge on his dick.

“Damn, this shit was made for me, Linden.” He watched your cunt try to suck his cock back in every time he pulled back, then back up at you in the mirror. It made him grunt.

 “Nhnnnh. Can I have it anytime I want?”

Your mouth was open to help you breathe, so you nodded and managed to get out a breathy, “Yes, Sir.”

The look on your face told him you were down.

“Good answer. I’ll give you this dick anytime you need it.” 

He slapped your ass again and pulled your hips so you were standing on tiptoe, a better angle so his tall ass could dig even deeper.

“Oh, Daddy, oh fuck!” You didn’t know what to call him, you were switching back and forth, but you were just riding the feels.  Daveed didn’t care, you would lay some ground rules later, today was your day.

He was rough, hips pumping quickly and deep, because he knew that’s what you wanted. He slapped each cheek a couple of times, causing you to get even wetter. 

When he snaked his long arm around you and his fingers found your clit, you were done, cumming and gushing all around him as he pumped you through your orgasm, seeking his own. 

“Sssshhhhhiiiiitttt!” 

Daveed came inside you, and you could swear you could feel the dense ropes of spunk against your cervix. You spasmed again as Daveed collapsed on your back. His weight was welcoming and grounding as you came back to earth. 

He gingerly pulled out of you and looked down. Something about watching his drip made him start to swell again.  

He thought that if you could get pregnant, you would be by now. He surprised himself by the thought and by the fact that the thought made him fully hard again. Damn.

“Time to get clean, dirty girl.” 

You laughed as Daveed tugged you in the shower, where Daveed got more cake and you more icing.

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It was 1 pm by the time you and Daveed met the others in the great room for your birthday brunch. 

You had reluctantly separated to get dressed because D’s clothes were in his room, and when you saw each other, you both smiled at your choice of attire. 

Daveed was in an Oakland tank top and shorts, his hair out of the braids, fully moisturized and glowing, with his glasses on. His ripped body was on full display, along with the scratch marks on his biceps and forearms that you’d put there. That shit turned you on. 

He caught your look, and although he was talking and grinning shyly, acting like a low key regular guy, you saw a peek of the sex demon from an hour ago.

Daveed watched you shake your head at him, and he knew that you knew what was up. He was just trying to give you what you wanted for your birthday. But you, on the other hand, were not being fair. 

You were wearing a yellow sundress, which in the light was see through, so that your body was on display in shadow. He wasn’t upset about it, just, heated in a good way that he could vividly imagine what was underneath. 

The fact that your hair was up in a bun, with a few curls loose around your neck which highlighted the marks there made him want to drag you back to bed.  

But here you were looking wide eyed and innocent among your friends and he knew that he couldn’t deprive them of your company.  He had to share. 

You looked carefree and low key, not at all like the vixen who’d let Daveed do whatever he wanted to you just a little while ago. So he sighed and decided to wait. 

Everybody else in the room knew what was up, but didn’t joke about you two getting together, which you were grateful for. 

You all gathered around the table where birthday cake and champagne were the highlights of the brunch, along with your favorite dishes. Jasmine and Anthony had it catered.

“Thanks Martinez peeps, this weekend has been everything! The best birthday ever!”

“No problem, Lindy, you the homie. We love you girl. But the weekend  isn’t over yet. What do you want to do tonight? We gotta turn up!” Anthony was always hyped.

“Well, I do want to go dancing….”

“We don’t dance.” The Bay Boys responded in unison.

You laughed along with everyone else.

“But for you, Linden, I will make an exception.” Daveed kissed your hand, the picture of angelic sweetness, much different from a couple of hours before.

Your fam and friends reacted.

“Awwww.”

“Gross.”

“Take that somewhere else.”

*gagging sounds*

You rolled your eyes at your friends, largely ignoring them.

“And I need to go shopping again! I want something nice to wear tonight.”

You coughed to cover up a yelp as Daveed’s hand went to your thigh, fingers close to your pussy. 

You tensed up, but he squeezed you, giving you a stern warning under the table as he pushed his glasses up and laughed at something Jasmine said above it, his face turned away from you. 

Damn, he was a good actor. You relaxed your legs a little more to give him access.

“Lindy, I saw this cute ass dress in a shop the other day you need to try on!” Jas was almost as excited as you were.

You smiled at Jasmine as Daveed’s right hand went to your panties as his left hand shoveled food in his mouth. No one noticed his debauchery.

“So we’ll all go into town so the Queen can shop for her birthday, come back go to this Club Aguadilla on town. About 8?” 

Rafa was ever directing shit, head in his phone while he checked out the club on their website.

“Cool, I got to get some gear for tonight, too.” Daveed’s fingers were running up and down your slit, and he was still acting innocent.

“What do you need to get that you don't already have in your hand? I mean on hand?” 

Your tone was sardonic as you dared question Daveed. He smiled sweetly at you, laughed his shy laugh and smoothly pulled his hand away. 

Then he brought the offending finger to his mouth and sucked it clean of your juices in front of everyone. They thought he was just eating food, not you. 

“You’re so sweet Lindy.” 

He was looking at you with a glint in his eye as you smirked back at him. No one seemed to notice that he was taunting you.  “But, maybe I need to get you a present?”

You raised your eyebrow at him. “Another one?”

“Yes, ma’am.” You two grinned at Daveed flipping the dynamic on you.. The butterflies came back at the guesses of what he had in mind for you later. You had your own ideas.

Craig cleared his throat.

“I thought that once y’all smashed, the tension would get better, but y’all are too much, honey.“

“Fuck you, Craig” You flipped your cousin off.  

You turned to Jasmine. “Now, Jas, where is this shop?’ 

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You spent the afternoon walking the shopping district in town, holding Daveed’s hand or on his arm.  He didn’t seem to want to let you out of his sight. He didn’t even know why himself. He had never been this way before.

“Okay we’re going this way, and Daveed, Anthony, and Rafa are going that way.” Jasmine was pointing up the street. Everyone looked at her sideways.

“Ok, Miss Bossy?” Anthony questioned her. Jasmine gave him a look and went over to him.

“Actually, I’m going this way, Craig pointed in an entirely different direction. “What?” He questioned your raised eyebrow. 

“I’m gonna meet up with this Brian guy I met last night.”  He held up his phone and started walking down the street.

“Be careful, send me his contact and where he is staying!” You called after him.  He was the one that needed looking after, not you.  You shook your head.

“Okay, Mom!” Craig waved at you and kept going.  

Anthony finished conferring with Jasmine, and now he was all about it. He clapped his hands. 

“Ok, let’s go.  Daveed. You said that you needed some gear.”

Daveed looked at him, trying to think of an excuse to stay with you. You just looked at him, amused.

“Yeah, Diggs. You said you were gonna get me a present.” That little brat look on your face made him want to….

“Ummmmm. Yeah. I do.” He looked at you and grinned, leaning down to kiss you goodbye. 

Jasmine grabbed your hand and pulled you away and down the street.  You kept looking back to see if he would too as you got further and further apart.

Daveed walked in between Rafael and Anthony, keenly feeling the distance between you.

“Don’t do it, Diggs. Don’t look back.  If you look back, you’re a goner.” Rafael was imparting wisdom. Soon, he was shaking his head as Daveed stopped and looked back at you.

He was rewarded with a huge grin from you from up the street, so he sprinted to you, grabbed you away from Jasmine, gave you a good kiss, put you down and sprinted back to his boys. 

He was barely out of breath, but the blood was roaring in his ears as Ant and Rafa busted his balls.

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You next saw Daveed again when you went out to Aguadilla Rooftop bar with the crew. Everyone was turnt. 

The boys still weren’t back by 7:30, having been delayed by something in town, so you and Jasmine left to meet Craig and his man there.

You weren’t stressing it, just having fun with Jasmine and Craig, and Brian who turned out to be a cool dude. You were laughing, drinking and having fun for your birthday. It was a vibe.

You gasped when you saw him come in, looking fine as hell and wearing a white button up short sleeved shirt. Shit, he was fine. And he was yours. 

Jasmine laughed at you as you gaped open mouthed on the dance floor.  She knew her time with you on your birthday was over, so she went over to her own piece of manhood, Anthony.

When she walked away, you sent the pic to Daveed’s phone.

Daveed came in and scanned the place, squinting a bit because he’d left his glasses at home. 

He stopped at the bar and ordered a drink, tipping generously when it came quickly.  He turned to look again and spotted you, a beautiful golden statue.

You were wearing a form fitting gold dress, which, and as he got closer, he saw that it was covered in tiny gold buttons for a texturized effect.  

It made him want to reach out and touch.  And he figured that was the point, because you were mesmerizing as he got closer. 

Damn. You were a sight for sore eyes. Even though it had just been four hours, it seemed like you were apart forever.  This was going to be a problem.  His heart beat impossibly fast at the sight of you. 

Your friends around the room thought you two looked like magic on the dance floor.

"Hey Lindy."

“Hey, Daveed. Hey.”

He scanned the dress and could not see one sign of underwear. He had to know.

“What’s under the dress, Linden?”

You cocked your head and flirted with your man.

"I think you know what's under the dress. I seem to remember your hands everywhere this morning."

Daveed took a sip of his drink, in full pull-her mode. Even though he didn't have to pull her.

"Did you like that?" His eyes were seeing right through you. He knew the answer.

You replied, “Yes, Sir,” and took his drink out of his hand to quench your sudden thirst. Daveed watched his glass's journey to your lips. Damn, you were bad.

"It was aight." You pouted a little as you lied.

You wondered what he had done to deserve you.

"But in answer to your first question. I have no panties, and no bra, but I did add some extra 'jewelry' for the boobies." You stood up straight and pointed your chest at him.

Daveed looked down at your cleavage. He was getting warm and he was intrigued.

You started dancing with him as you held his drink behind his head.  His hand was on your ass and his eyes were on your tits.

"Are you telling me that you got your nipples pierced? That's hot, babe, but I would have loved to have been there." The thought was getting Daveed hard.

You grinned at him. "Oh. Nah. Bought some nipple clamps when I went shopping." You turned around and started wining on him. You could feel it getting hard. “You should see them, they are sooo cute!”

You leaned back and whispered to Daveed, who bent his ear over her shoulder to hear. You raised her arm to bring him closer. You kissed him on the cheek and grinded on his wood a little more. 

"I sent you a pic when you came in."

Daveed hadn't been in his phone all afternnon. But he immediately grabbed it and saw the image you’d sent him, of just your breasts with gold clamps which kind of looked like earrings.

The clamps were gripping your nipples, which were engorged. There was a small rubber tightener connected to a small chain which dangled below the nipples. He really needed his hands on them right now. You and he looked at the picture together.

Daveed was practically panting. “Damn. Is it your birthday, or mine?”

You laughed at him, giddy with your power.

Daveed put his phone in his pocket, and put his hands on your hips, wanting to slide them up your sides to your tits.  But he knew you were being watched.  So instead, he put his right arm across your chest and pressed in gently.

"Oooouuuuuuuch, Daddy. That hurts a little bit.  And makes my pussy ache."

Daveed almost couldn't take it.  He felt your words in the pit of his stomach and down his boner. He leaned his head over and lightly bit your shoulder. His mind whirled at what kind of bathrooms this place had.

"I'm about to fuck the shit out of you. And then later, at your place.  We'll play more with our present."

You chuckled at the word ‘our’ as Daveed grabbed your hand and pulled you  toward the back of the club.  You went into one of the bathrooms, which was a single stall and locked the door. You leaned back against the sink, watching him like he was dangerous.

"Girl, don't be afraid.  Go ahead and pull the top of that dress down.  Let me see that shit."

Daveed was rubbing his hands together like it was in fact his birthday. 

You obeyed, your eyes watching him as you did so.  You pulled the straps down and revealed yourself, and your breasts in the nipple clamps to him. Good Lord you were beautiful.

"Do they really hurt?" Daveed was mesmerized as he came closer. 

As he approached, the electric feeling in the small of your back intensified. 

Daveed wanted to take hold of the chains and pull.  Which he did, gently.  You moaned, aroused beyond belief. You’d been wearing the clamps for over an hour.

"A little bit, but most of all, it just makes me wanna get fucked.  My spot is aching.  I need you to hit it. Please, Daddy.” 

You pouted up at him, making him feel that he could cum in his pants right there. You were turning him back into a teenager. It was a trip.

Daveed took it all in. "Touch your nipples."

You obeyed again, your fingers working gingerly.

"Looks like you need something to ease the ache, Baby Girl. You want Daddy to help you?"

You nodded “Fuck, yes Daddy. Please help me Daddy, I need you so much.”

Daveed grunted, bent his head, and lubricated the clamps on your nipples with his tongue. Your moan did not seem to be one of relief.

"Shit Daddy..."

Daveed grabbed your ass and started working your dress up. The promised land was within reach.  His fingers felt the glorious wetness that was traveling down your thighs.

You furiously unbuckled his jeans and the real sex monster sprung out.  Daveed tapped your thighs and you jumped. 

He hoisted you onboard, strong hands and arms holding you up above his wet, fat tip, and slowly slid you down his pole, and started fucking you hard. He slammed you up against the stall for more leverage as he fucked into you. 

His mouth was on your nipples, lubricating the clamps with his saliva and skimming them with his teeth. This caused electricity to shoot down your body to your clit, which was engorged and sensitive between you, the hair at his happy trail stimulating it. 

It was a good thing the music was loud, because your screams were not quiet.

"Fuck! Yes, Daddy! You're hitting it right. I couldn’t. Take. It. Any. Harder."

Daveed responded to your challenge, stamping his foot to thrust harder and deeper inside you with each bounce of your hips. Daveed grabbed your hair and pulled your head back, the sensations speeding the oncoming crescendo.

“Shit, Such a good girl for me Lindy. I’m about to cum. You want this cum? You want it? Hunh? I love this fucking pussy. Damn, I want you to cream all over my cock in this club.” 

Daveed growling praises in your ear triggered the avalanche of nerve endings from his mouth on the shell of your ear to your pussy.

You screamed and did as he ordered, and it was unlike any other sensation you’d had before.  

Daveed held you up for a few minutes and then gradually let you down, making sure you were steady on your legs as he kissed the top of your head and let you go. You sagged against the wall as you watched him clean up.

He looked at you and winked in the mirror, and you had the nerve to blush. You straightened your dress and moved to the sink to clean up as he moved away and watched you.  

Daveed had to restrain himself to give you some space as you did what you needed to do. He wanted you all to himself, but it was your night.

“I love you.” You turned to Daveed and hugged him, burying your face in his shirt. Your voice was hoarse from all the screaming, so you giggled.

“Love you too, Baby Girl.”

“So… What about my present?”  You looked at him expectantly. You were so spoiled already. He’d done it himself.

Daveed looked up and stroked his beard.  So fucking cute.  “I don’t know.. They’re back at the house, and I don’t know if I want to wait until we get back to the city or give them to you tonight.”

“Oooooh! More than one!?  Tonight, tonight!” You jumped up and down and clapped your hands. “When we get back to New York, it won’t be my birthday.” You were grinning ear to ear.

“Well, I took a picture myself.” 

Daveed got his phone out again, licked his lips at your tit pic, and then swiped to the right to show you his pic of your presents. You looked, and then did a double take. Your heart dropped into your stomach. You looked him in the eye, your mouth open.

“Are those….”

“Yep.” Daveed was nervous you wouldn’t like them.

You looked back at the picture which showed a more elaborate nipple clamp set than what you were wearing with chains connecting in the middle with a “D” link, a butt plug with what looked like a pink jewel on the end, and a brown leather riding crop.

“Well, what do you think?” Daveed was shaking on the inside.

You just looked at him, speechless.

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The Baker & The Barber

Summary: What happens when Y/N Matches with a cute french guy over Tinder? Why does he look so much like her best friend Thomas Jefferson?

Warnings: French, Alexander being whiny, cursing. 

Word Count: 2.3K

Forever Tag: @i-know-i-can​

ENJOY

Y/N looked at the profile on the stupid app her best friend made her download and almost choked on her Lemonade. Head tilted to the side, she bit down on her lip and looked through the few pictures he had.

“What the hell…” she said under her breath and frowned. “Does Thomas have a twin or something?” She asked herself and rubbed at her forehead. “This guy… with his hair down looks so much like Thomas.”

She couldn’t help herself, swiping right, the bakery owner gasped when it said they ‘Matched’. “Oh god, Thomas will never let me live this own. I just matched with someone who looks… JUST like him.” She said to herself and put her phone down. Trying hard to not think about the app.

Instead, Y/N went to close up and make sure everything was in order for the night. Being Sunday, she usually closed the shop a few hours earlier so she could have a calm evening. Yet, when an overly cocky voice called out from the front of the shop. Y/N sighed.

“Little Miss. L/N.” Thomas’’ voice boomed in the empty shop. “What is THIS on your phone?”

‘oh no…’ Y/N whispered to herself and rushed from the kitchen and through the double doors. Eyes widening in horror as Thomas stood behind the counter, her phone in his hands.

“Who the heck is this and why is he using MY pictures?” Thomas asked and looked at Y/N.

“That’s just the thing, I don’t think he is… he’s from France. The same place you haven’t gone yet…” Y/N sighed and looked at her phone before returning to pack up some of the leftovers.

Placing them in three boxes, one for Thomas and his roommate James, then one for Y/N to take home for her and her own roommate Eliza.

“Hm… so you matched with him then?” she heard her friend say, Y/N could almost hear the smirk on the mans face. “Got something to tell me, Y/N?”

Glancing over her shoulder, Y/N raised an eyebrow. “That French men are sexy, and I hear they are amazing in bed.”

Handing him the box of sweets and sandwiches. Y/N stuck her tongue out at him before giggling and they left the bakery. Getting into Thomas’ car, she buckled in and sighed happily. Glad to be going home.

“I might go visit this barber… I’m in the need of a new trim.” Thomas glanced at Y/N who glared at the male in the drivers seat. “OK. I won’t.” he laughed and started to drive.

“So, Washington’s holding an event in a month. He want’s to know if you can take care of the cake?” Thomas asked, causing Y/N to look at him in shock.

“Me?”

“Mmhm. He loved the cupcakes I took into work a week ago. Said he wanted your expertise on the cake.” That made Y/N giggle and nod her head.

“I’ll do it. Half off.” She pulled out her phone and set a reminder in her planner before seeing the tinder app.

Glancing at Thomas, who was looking at the road. Y/N quickly sent Lafayette a small message before putting her phone away.

By the time she was left off at her apartment building, Y/N pushed herself past the doors and walked the three flights of stairs to get to her floor. “Stupid fucking elevator…” Y/N would mumble each time. “It’s like the stupid Big Bang Theory… why don’t they just fix this shit?”

Finally arriving in her apartment, Y/N entered and set down her bag and box of sweets down at the four seated kitchen table. Humming, she looked at her phone, seeing she had a message from Tinder.

After a few messages and she sent him her number, Y/N moved to her bedroom and changed out of her work clothes and into sweatpants and a lose crop top.

With slippers on her feet, she returned to the kitchen, right on time for the phone to start ringing. Seeing an unknown number, she answered the call.

“Hello?”

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Lafayette’s POV:

After a long day at the shop, cutting hair, braiding and the various styles they offer. The Barber shop didn’t take long to become popular. With the help of John, Rafael and Peggy. The four were busy all Sunday, up until the last minute. Peggy of course was happy with the movement; she was learning and being paid to go to school to get her degree in Cosmetology. He had the money to use, why not use it?

But as he was looking at the schedule for the rest of the week, Lafayette glanced at his phone that chimed with a notification. Glancing that it was from tinder, he had a match. Lafayette couldn’t help but grin. Hiding his phone when asked why he was smiling, he simply brushed it off and said it didn’t matter.

On his way home was when his phone went off again. Though, driving. He couldn’t answer. So instead, he waiting till he got home. As he messaged with Y/N, stripping out of his clothes for loose sweatpants and foregoing the shirt. He couldn’t help but grin when she sent her number.

Quickly calling the number, Lafayette waited as the line rang. He looked in his fridge for something to eat, but decided that maybe he would order in. Not in the mood to cook.

“Hello?”

He heard on the other side of the call.

“Bonjour mon cher, uh how are you this evening?” he cleared his throat and shut his fridge door. Only to grin when he head an angelic sounding laugh.

“I’m good, just tired.” He heard her sigh. “Lot’s of orders to fill today. Pretty sure I have two new burn marks… how was your day?”

“I am sorry to hear about the burn…” he frowned slightly. “But we too had a busy day. Lots of people came to get their hair done for the week.”

It was like an ice breaker, showing that they both had a tough day, that’s how Lafayette spent the next three hours. Talking to Y/N. Him asking questions of her bakery, her friends and finding out that she knew Peggy “Her sister is my roommate!” She happily giggled, which made Lafayette grin broadly.

The two of them, each with take out. Y/N with Chinese and Lafayette with pizza, He was happily surprised to see how many hours had passed. “We have been on the phone for three hours.” He told the girl, who ended up letting out a surprised gasp, causing him to grin.

“I can go if you need to do something? I’m probably just gonna shower and end up watching Netflix.”

“Well, mon chérie… I have nothing planned for tonight. Why don’t we hang up and call again in an hour? Maybe we can video chat?” Lafayette asked, hoping he wasn’t coming off too strong.

“That sounds perfect!”

He was happy that she agreed, so once they both hung up. Lafayette cleaned up the mess from the pizza and went to take a shower himself. The hot water relaxing his aching back and muscles. He let out a sigh and stood there under the hot water for a little while longer before washing up and stepping out. Once dry, he threw on some basketball shorts and a random black shirt.

An hour couldn’t have gone by faster, soon they were on video call and Lafayette laughed at the sight of a coffee and a computer screen.

“Did you go and get a coffee?” he asked curious as the camera was flipped.

“Nope! Eliza, Peggy’s sister just got home and brought me a hot chocolate. No more coffee after Nine. Or else I’ll never sleep!” she laughed and bit on her lip at the sight of the man.

“Oui, I agree with that. I have too much coffee sometimes.” He grinned and glanced around his apartment. He lived alone and it was lonely sometimes. He wondered what it would be like to have a roommate.

“So, what are you going to watch?” He asked, remembering seeing the Netflix logo on her computer screen.

“Hmm, I was thinking of seeing Harry Potter.” She shrugged and Lafayette watched her bite down on her lip as she wasn’t looking at the screen. “I’m a huge Potter fan and have yet to go to the Harry Potter World at Disney. It’s sad.”

“Well, I have never watched Harry Potter… or gone to Disney. Maybe we can meet up one day and have a… how you say… a uh, movie marathon!” he nodded and grinned.

“You mean… Netflix and chill?” he watched her face make a cringe.

“Non! No! Just the Netflix part! You have my word, mon chérie!” he quickly said, not wanting her to think all he wanted was to sleep together.

“How about we meet up in person first before making those kinds of plans?”

Nodding, the two fell into comfortable conversation. Her about her childhood and Lafayette told Y/N about his time in France.

As they were both laying in bed talking, Lafayette was flipping through the channels of his tv, telling her the plot of a movie he had seen. That was when he heard the heavy breathing. Looking at his phone, the same phone he took his eyes off for just a minute. Seeing Y/N asleep, he smiled fondly and said a ‘goodnight’ before turning off the call and putting his phone down. Going to sleep himself.

The week went by the same. The two would text and call each other each night after work, deciding to not bother the other while at work, only during their lunch break and in the mornings. Though, her morning always started before his, Lafayette would always wake up to a “Good Morning” message.

Making plans to meet on Saturday, they agreed to have it so they would meet up with a group of friends so it wouldn’t be awkward or anything.

Monday.

Tuesday.

Wednesday.

Thursday.

Friday.

Saturday.

Having met John’s friends throughout the week, they all found time to stop by the Barber shop. Lafayette got along with all of them. They had agreed to go to the bar on Saturday with him and of course, Peggy would bring her sisters along.

“Though, I’m sure Y/N already asked them!” she giggled at Lafayette who glared at her and told Peggy to get back to work. Only so she would stop teasing him.

Now the big day arrived, and he was excited, Y/N had been telling him how she was excited to introduce him to her long-time best friend, Thomas. The same Thomas who she swore he looked alike.

Arriving at the bar in a group of five, Rafael also there with his girlfriend Ashley. They found a large table for their group and a few minutes later, Lafayette went to the bathroom.

Y/N’s POV:

Pacing the outside of the bar with Thomas, Peggy, Angelica and Eliza. Y/N felt like she was going to throw up. “I can’t do this!” she turned to leave, only to be stopped by Thomas and she groaned as she was shoved into the bar. The sisters making way to the table with everyone and Thomas went to the bar with Y/N knowing she was worried.

“It’s gonna be fine, doll… he’s gonna love you, ok? I mean look at you… you’re what the kids call a Cinnamon bun!” he tried to pinch her cheeks, but Y/N slapped his hands away with a pout.

“Bitch…” she huffed and turned. “Get me something to drink, I’m gonna go use the bathroom and try not to throw up.” Without another word, Y/N entered the bathroom to try and calm her nerves.

Thomas’ POV:

As he waited for his drink, Y/N’s drink and the three sisters. Thomas tapped his finger against the bar counter waiting. Watching the game on the tv that was hung up.

“God Lafayette. The sisters I told you about are here… meaning so is Y/N and that Jeffershit. You’re going to Hate him like I do. I can just feel it, that nosy… cocky… son of a ….” Turning around with an eyebrow raised, Thomas looked amused as Alexander let out a loud, somewhat girly shriek.

“I’m sorry, what was that you were saying about me, Hamishit?” he asked, arms crossed over his chest.

“Wh- WHY IS YOUR HAIR UP LIKE THAT?” Alexander demanded to know, and Thomas rolled his eyes.

But before he could say anything, he was frozen. Seeing a man who looked just like him standing before him. ‘No wonder dumbass Hamilton got us confused.’ He thought to himself and when Y/N came over as well. She looked between the two man.

“Dude… you got some amazing D.N.A.” Thomas said with a nod of his head, hoping to break the weird silence.

“Merci mon ami… You as well!” Lafayette nodded, only to look at Y/N with a grin. The two, after telling their friends they would find a table to get to know one another.

Thomas was left there with a nagging feeling in the back of his mind. Remembering stories of his mother tell him of the twin brother he should have had but he was taken when he was just a baby.

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Hey! Can you please make a fluffy Daveed Diggs one shot where the reader is in his lap while he’s working on songs and he just holds her and kisses her while he works 🥺

Yes ofc! Sorry for the delay, life has been super hectic lately! I hope you like it :)

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You loved days like these. Slow, lazy days where you had nothing to do.

Daveed, however, seemed to have everything to do.

Currently, you were sulking on the bed, reading your favorite book, as you watched him at his desk, diligently working on his songs. You were proud of him, you really were, and you loved that he was so passionate about his work. But can you really be blamed for wanting to spend time with your boyfriend? He had been at it for hours now, and you were desperately craving his attention. And you were determined to get it.

“Daveed?”

He hummed. “Yes, baby?”

“When do you think you’ll be done?” you whined.

“I won’t be too much longer, sweetheart.”

You sighed. “Babe, I love you, but that’s what you said an hour ago.”

Chuckling softy, he said: “I know, Y/N. I’m sorry, but I really have to get this done.”

You huffed and turned back to your book, a frown pulling at the corners of your lips.

You were about to give up and take a nap, as you were sick of waiting for your boyfriend, when an idea struck.

Smirking slightly, you quietly slipped off the bed. You made your way across the room and to Daveed. Once you reached him, you slowly ran your fingers down his shoulders until you reached the arms of the chair.

Daveed met your eyes, a question present upon his lips. “Y/N? What are you doing?”

A grin overtook your features. “What I should’ve done a long time ago,” you responded.

You grasped the arms of the chair, and pulled him farther away from the desk, giving you just enough room to slip onto his lap and wrap your arms tightly around him.

He laughed heartily, “This is what you should’ve done a long time ago?”

Tucking your face into the crook of his neck, you mumbled: “Well, it got your attention didn’t it?”

Neither one of you could keep the smiles off of your faces. “I guess I could use a break,” he said, as he held you tighter against him, laying his head upon yours and beginning to pet your hair.

Sighing contentedly, you nuzzled further into him, humming as he massaged your scalp.

Gentle fingers found their way under your chin, lifting your face to meet his. Tenderly, he brought his lips to yours, small pecks turning into deeper kisses. Smiling into the kiss, you began to giggle.

Daveed pulled back, softly caressing the side of your face. His eyes travelled across your features, a look akin to awe in his eyes.

A blush formed on your cheeks, and you glanced away shyly. “What?” you mumbled with a nervous chuckle.

It took him a moment to respond. “You’re just so fucking beautiful,” he murmured breathlessly.

Your blush only worsened at his words, and you tucked your face back into the crook of his neck to hide it. A grin formed upon your lips, and you pressed a smile-filled kiss against his neck. Giving a noise of appreciation, he pulled you as close as possible, allowing warmth to fill your limbs. Once more, you burrowed further into him as your eyes began to drift closed.

Just before you were pulled into the depths of sleep, you heard a quiet “I love you” spoken into your ear.

You really did love days like these.

-Admin Cheyenne :)

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[eatgraypes]

It Happens

Character/Person : Daveed Diggs

Pairing : Daveed Diggs x Asian!Reader

Time : Modern

Reader’s Gender : Female

Side Note : this was a drabble im sorry. slight jASMINE X ANTHONY CAUSE YES

Warnings : language ofc, anxiety (ive never had it so this was just how i thought it goes)

Possibility Of Having Another Part : idk i mean if someone asked for a second part i guess i’d write it

Genre : Fluff

Request : H---hiii ;///; um im taiwanese and i love hamilton Q///Q i-i was wondering if it was okay with you to do a daveed diggs fluff with an asian reader? (I feel very small as an asian in this community s-so... ahaha... //runs away)

Word Count : 768

Summary : Working with Lin-Manuel Miranda in his early projects had it’s perks. One of which was that he’d be quick to cast you as a character in one of his other projects, no audition required. You weren’t the only one with this perk: Anthony Ramos, a friend of yours, had it too. Arm in arm, you face this new project with Anthony but then stop and freeze when your anxiety gets to you. A stranger that Anthony calls ‘Diggs’ helps you get through it.

Part I  Part II

You were a close friend of Lin-Manuel Miranda, also having worked with him before he assigned you the role of Maria Reynolds of his new musical: Hamilton; no audition required. No matter how many times you thanked him he shrugged it off and always replied with “you deserve it.”

You watched as a bustling crowd made its way into the tall building for their first official rehearsal. You were one of these people, excited to see how the project would go. You didn’t know much about Alexander Hamilton, so playing a person in his life would probably teach you something about history.

“Y/N!” You turned your head towards the sound of the voice. The blistering heat made it difficult to make out who called out for you, but when you did get a clear view, you screamed back.

“Anthony!” Overwhelmed with joy, you found yourself in Anthony’s embrace.

“I didn’t know you were part of this project,” he says, removing his arms from you.

“Vice versa, who were you cast as?” You watched his face light up, if possible as he was already beaming.

“John Laurens,” he answers. You nodded, trying to remember who he was from the small Hamilton book Lin handed you.

“Uh, the friend?” Anthony laughed, “who do you play?”

You winked, “Maria Reynolds.”

His eyebrows shot up and his lips pursed, “oh! Scandalous.” Both of you shared a laugh and walked shoulder to shoulder into the building where Lin awaited for everyone's arrival.

By the time everyone had ushered into the large room and Lin had explained how the project would go, you grew nervous. You scanned the room and there weren’t many Asians in the room. In fact, it the ratio of Asians to other races was very low. And before you knew it, you were chewing on your bottom lip and allowing the shy, anxious part of you to peek it’s head out.

Oh god.

You felt like your anxiety was getting the best of you.

Can this floor just swallow me.

“Hey, Ant.” You glanced up at the sudden voice.

Oh, fuck.

Your eyes darted around for Lin when you had to process that he was done talking and you missed part of it because you were busy stressing about something stupid. You took a peek at the stranger and -

Oh, double fuck.

He was hot.

“Diggs! You’re here too? Damn.” You were still too scared to look up, so instead you tapped your fingernails together and pressed your shoulder against Anthony to signal him of how uncomfortable you felt. He spared you a glance and wrapped an arm around your shoulder, you immediately leaned into it.

“I’d love to stay and chat, Diggs, but a certain Schuyler sister is calling me.” Your gaze shot from your shoes to Anthony, who was speed walking away to Jasmine, a fellow cast-member that was scanning through her script as Peggy. You almost immediately regretted it as your eyes met with brown ones. The owner to them smiled at you, you nervously smiled back and forced a laugh.

“Sorry, I’m not this awkward. It’s just- anxiety, you know?” You flinched, your words sounded a lot better in your head. But to your surprise, this ‘Diggs’ nodded his head and agreed eagerly.

“Yeah. I totally get that. What’s got you so anxious?” He questioned, slight concern laced his voice, you didn’t let it go unnoticed.

“It’s silly,” your gaze returned to your shoes.

“Hit me.” He smiled brightly and spread his arms, but you didn’t see it as you focused on digging into the floor with the heel of your foot.

“I, uh,” you peeked at him through your eyelashes and saw that he was still standing there, beaming, and arms still spread wide in a weird gesture. You quickly returned back to staring at your feet when he caught you looking at him and raised an eyebrow. Heat erupted from your face, both from embarrassment and well, there was a hot guy in front of you asking why you were quietly freaking out.

“It’s just, there’s not many other- uh, Asians here. I feel, smaller, I think. I don’t know.” If you could get any more flustered, you did. Here you were, spilling your emotions to some stranger. A hot stranger, too.

“Nah, I totally feel you. But, hey, we’re all minorities here. Lin did request for everybody to be of color.” Lin didn’t tell you this. Damn it.

“Oh.” You stopped and cringed, “oh.”

‘Diggs’ laughed and smiled warmly, a twinkle in his eye. You couldn’t help but smile back.

“It happens.”

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[ao3feed-hamilton]

by Cennedixx

Dear Reader, Let me tell you a story. What kind of story you may be asking yourself. Well it's a true story of love, loss, pain, and courage. It won't always be pretty and it may not have a happy ending. Only time will tell what happens to your new friends and enemies. This is not always going to be appealing, so please if you don't want to go on an adventure or can't stand an emotional rollercoaster put back this book and never return to it. Sincerely, Raphaella Miranda

This is an Adopted by the cast of Hamilton Story

Words: 2641, Chapters: 3/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Hamilton - Miranda

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Lin-Manuel Miranda, Jonathan Groff, Ella (The Oc), Sera (The oc), Freya, Vanessa Nadal, Pippa Soo - Character, Jasmine Cephas Jones, Phillipa Soo, Daveed Diggs, Anthony Ramos

Relationships: Lin-Manuel Miranda/Vanessa Nadal, OFC/OFC

Additional Tags: Adoption, Fluff and Angst

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Hey! I love your writing so much can you do a Snowpiercer fic? 👀👀👀 Andre and Reader used to be a couple instead of him and Zarah

1,001 Cars 

Rating: M 18+ Minors DNI

Paring: Andre Layton x OFC Black!Reader (Paige Knight)

Summary: Paige and Andre see each other for the first time in years.

1,001 cars wasn’t long enough. It’s been four years since Paige has seen Andre. She didn’t even want to be on this God forsaken train but Andre insisted and back then she did any and everything for him. Well, now it was her turn to be selfish and fuck anyone who had a problem with it. 

She was probably the most hated person in the Tail behind Wilford, but she did what she had to do. A decent job in Third Class was enough for the two of them, it was far from the glamours lifestyle in First or even Second Class, but her small restaurant was better than fighting for small scrapes in the Tail that wasn’t what she imagined for them. 

Paige remembers the day clearly when they heard there was an opening in Third Class cooking. This was it. Their chance out of the Tail. Or at least she thought, when she told Andre of the news she hoped he would be excited to get ahead even if it’s just a little bit. Andre immediately shut her down, told her it was betraying the Tail and everything they stood for to leave it all behind.

“You really want me to turn my back on everyone back here. Just for some funky ass job in Third? Come the fuck on Paige.” Andre whispered loudly, so as not to wake the other Tailies trying to get their rest.

“We’re not turning our back, we—talked about starting a family before all this train shit. I don’t want to have a child in the Tail. I don’t want them growing up like this. What’s wrong with giving a child a better life?”

Andre sighed heavily, “We’re not leaving, not when we’re so close to this rebellion.” Now it was Paige’s turn to sigh

“Come on Andre, you’d rather risk your life for a rebellion than to better ourselves. First, it’s Third Class and then maybe I can finally get a teaching job in Second Class, and you can convince them to give you a job, you used to be a detective.” Paige pleaded, desperately wanting Andre to see her point of view. “Hot food, a shower, God knows how long it’s been since we’ve had good food.”

“You’d give up everything we’ve stood for, for food?” Andre asked, disappointed

“Andre, I’m tired. I didn’t even want to get on this fucking train, but you promised me that we’d get good tickets and look at us. Eating God damn rats!”

“Shush!” Someone whispered loudly

“We’re not leaving, end of discussion.”

“That’s it?”

“We’re on the brink of something here Paige, we can change how this train is run. Just believe in it, us, me. Change is coming to the train. I promise.”

Exhausted with the conversation, Paige merely nodded her head. There was nothing else to talk about.

“Do what you need to do, Andre.”

With that Andre kissed Paige before turning over to go to sleep. That would be the last time she would feel Andre’s lips on hers.

Paige can still hear the insults and the feel the judging eyes on her as she made her last walk in the Tail of the train to move to the Third Class. She remembers Andre not even saying goodbye to her or even being within eyesight. Paige held her head high despite the insults thrown at her, not even giving them a second glance, she left with Ruth forever leaving the Tail behind or at least she thought.

What started off as a job in Third Class led her to teaching the children of the Second Class. Paige started tutoring some children when she closed the restaurant in Third and word traveled that Paige would host weekly sessions with the children. Word moved throughout the train, and she was offered a job in the school which she graciously took. Paige missed being in the classroom, she was a second-grade teacher before Snowpiercer and is what she originally applied for when Andre suggested they get tickets for the train.

Life was going well for Paige until tragedy hit Second Class. A coworker of hers was found dead in her cabin and her right arm frozen solid. Paige found her body when she opened the school that day. She instantly knew there was foul play involved and immediately went to the police.

Paige was supposed to be interviewed by the new train detective after the school day. She had been on edge since finding the body, who could’ve done such a thing and why? Is this what Andre was talking about? The sound of knocks rapping against the door sliding open pulled Paige out of her thoughts. She straightened out her clothes and slide the door open, not prepared to the man standing on the other side.

“Paige Knight?”

“Um, yes.”

“I’m Bess Till and this is Detective Andre Layton. We have a few questions to ask about the death of Ciara Young.”

“Please, come in.” Paige couldn’t bear to look Andre in the eyes. The past couple of years haven’t been kind to him, she could see it all on his face.

“So, here’s how this is gonna go. Detective Layton is going to ask you some question and you’re going to answer those questions truthfully.” Paige nodded, not trusting herself to speak.

“Great, I’ll be standing outside the door while Detective Layton conducts his interview.”  Till removes the handcuffs off Andre’s wrist, before giving him a stern glance and leaving Paige’s suite.

“So, this is what selling out gets you.” Andre lamented as he rubbed his sore wrists.

“Just ask me your questions so you can get back and tell everyone how much of a traitor I am. I’m sure, Josie will love to hear that.”

“And what’s that supposed to mean?”

“Whatever you want it to.”

“Let’s just cut to the chase, when was the last time you saw the victim—”

“Ciara, her name was Ciara Lane.” Andre looked up and saw that she was struggling to hold back tears.

“Sorry. When was the last time you saw Ciara alive?”

“Yesterday evening, we were having drinks in my suite and she left around 11:00 at night.”

“Was she intoxicated?”

“No, we only had two glasses of wine. We’re teachers, it takes more than two glasses to get us drunk.”

“Did she mention anyone else when she was leaving. Did she give any indication that she wasn’t going back to her suite.”

“No,” Paige answered quickly which Andre noticed but decided to leave it alone...for now.

“So, when did you find her?”

“Around 7:30 in the morning. We usually walk together, but she wasn’t in her suite. So I assumed she got an early start, that’s not uncommon. I can in her classroom there she was at her desk…strangled and her arm had been frozen and cut off.” Andre frowned.

“I would like to ask more questions but let’s go to your suite. Since that was the last place you saw her.” Andre suggested

Paige frowned, Andre motioned to the corner of the room where a security camera was watching and listening carefully.

“Okay, we’ve canceled school for the week, we need to find a new teacher. Do you need to ask permission or…?”

“I’ll handle it.” At that moment, Till entered the classroom.

“Finished?”

“I would like to visit Ms. Knight’s suite, as it was the last known location of the victim.”

“Very well,” Till roughly handcuffed Andre, Paige growing angry at the way she was treating Andre.

“I think they’re tight enough.” Till gave Paige a sarcastic tight-lipped smile. It was a silent walk from the classroom to Paige’s Second-Class suite.  Upon entering the room, Andre could smell lemongrass. Paige’s favorite scent, he remembered her apartment always smelling like lemongrass.

“I know all about your history with Mr. Layton here. So don’t try any funny business.” Till said before stepping out of the suite.

“No one’s been in here since the murder, right?” Andre asked, searching her living space.

“No, not that I know of. What are you looking for?”

“Anything that could point me to where Ciara might’ve gone.” Andre noticed an outplace vase on the mantle.

“Have you always had that?”

“Hmm, I’ve never noticed it, no I don’t remember getting that.” Andre grabbed the glass case and found a microphone inside.

“What the fuck—” Andre held up a finger to his lips, signaling her to not speak.

“Can I get some water please?”

“Sure,” Paige quickly poured Andre a glass of water he then put the microphone in the glass.

“Someone’s been listening to your conversations. Do you have any idea why?”

“No, I don’t all I do is go to work and come home.”

“Withholding information can land you in serious trouble. Who knows what fucked up ways they have of making you talk. If you know something you gotta tell me.” Paige sighed as she plopped down on the sofa.

“Ciara was talking about a Rebellion; she had a contact in Third Class. I told her to be careful,” She lamented.

“What happened the last time you saw her?”

“She came over after school and she was talking about the Rebellion finally starting. She said she was getting notes at her door…warnings. She was going to meet her contact in Third and I told her to be careful, there are eyes and ears everywhere. I begged her to stay the night, said she would be fine. When she left a man was waiting for her outside, her contact from the Third class.”

“Did you get his name?”

“Cole. Cole Peterson. That was the last time I saw her.” Andre could see the sadness on her face and couldn’t help but feel bad for her.

“I promise Paige, I’m gonna find her killer and make sure that she gets justice.” Before Paige could answer, the door burst open.

“Ma’am you can’t go in there.”

“Ma’am I told you I’m dropping her daughter off.” A girl no more than three years old, came running into the room. A head full of curls bouncing with each movement.

“Mommy!” the girl said, launching herself into Paige’s arms.

“What happened?” Paige asked looking at the woman.

“She got sick and then I went by your classroom…” while the woman whom Andre assumed to be a daycare worked explained the situation all he could do was stare at the young child and realize how much she looked like him. She couldn’t be, could she? It’s been almost four years since he’s seen Paige, this little girl could very well be his daughter.

“Mommy, who’s that?” The little girl asked, Andre locked eyes with Paige, one question on his mind. Knowing what thought loomed in his head, Paige nodded in confirmation.

“Thanks for bringing her home,” Paige said to the daycare worker.

“No problem, let me know how she’s feeling.” Once again they were alone, the tension in the air thick.

“Mommy, who is that?”

“He’s your Daddy. Andre, meet your daughter, Aaliyah.”

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Live Stream

Pairing: Collin Hoskins x OFC Black!Reader (Shauna Lewis) Rating: 18+ M for language, implied smut, praise kink (very slight, if you blink you might miss it) Summary: Shauna is live streaming her makeup routine when Collin makes an appearance. Requested: No, just a quick Drabble. I missed my favorite Pairing especially since I’ve been looking at Season 2 of Blindspotting. Word Count: 688

“Hey everyone! Thank you so much for the love! Keep sending in what look y’all want to see next. This was requested by one of my followers, they want a soft glam date night look. Which is perfect because my man is taking me out tonight.” Shauna smiled

Shauna started doing live streams and tutorials during the Lockdown when she couldn’t do hair. She quickly gained a decent following from her clients and then when she did the don’t rush challenge by herself she went viral. Her video gained almost a million views and was shared all over social media. Now that the pandemic is over, she still posts videos but now they’re of her doing her clients' hair or makeup. Occasionally she’ll live stream either herself or she has a client in her chair. For the most part, when she’s live streaming she’s by herself showing a makeup look, hairstyle, and most recently an outfit.

“So I’m gonna do my makeup, my hair is already done, I installed this wig yesterday and I will be posting that video on my YouTube—will I ever stream on YouTube? Probably not, I like using TikTok to stream. Who does your lashes? Me, girl! If you in Oakland come get lased by ya girl Shauna. Alright, let’s get started on these brows. Remember your eyebrows are cousins, not twins.”

Collin walked into your shared apartment after having dropped Zan off with Ashley and Sean. He has been planning this date night for months but either he had to work late, Shauna has a client, or nobody could watch Zan. Not that Collin and Shauna didn’t mind going out with Zan but sometimes they wanted to spend time together as a couple. He saw the bedroom door open which usually meant Shauna was recording content to post later on. Collin typically didn’t bother you when you were recording mainly when you were streaming, but if you were just recording a routine, Collin would at least say hi, knowing that you could edit it out.

“Alright, so here is the final look, like I said you don’t have to wear this exact outfit but this is the perfect date night look. I got this dress from Cider, the shoes, purse, and jewelry from Amazon. Don’t break ya wallet ladies, it’s not that serious. Oh, hey babe!” Shauna smiled seeing Collin standing in the doorway.

“Hey, baby.” Collin entered the room and kissed you gently, being sure not to mess up your makeup.

“How was your day?”

“Good, I’m gonna hop in the shower real quick, get changed, and we can head out. You gonna be done by then?”

“Yeah, I’m almost done. I’m not gonna post until tomorrow.” Shauna blushed at the way Collin was looking at her. Well, he didn’t have to do much to make her blush in the first place.

“I love your make up Shauna, it looks really good. I know you put a lot of time and effort into it.” Shauna smiled bashfully at the praise

“Thank you, Collin.” Then Shauna saw a familiar glint in his eyes. Before she could stop him, Collin wrapped his hand around Shauna’s neck causing her to crane her head up at him.

“I can’t wait to mess it up later,” He said huskily Shauna went wide-eyed

“Collin! I’m recording,”

“You can edit it out,” He replied grabbing Shauna by her waist and pulling her closer

“It’s live!” She stressed

“Huh?”

“I’m live right now!” Not believing her, Collin got closer, and sure enough almost 2,000 people saw and heard the whole exchange. Many people in the comments were sending laugh emojis or commenting on how cute the two of them are.

“Oh shit,” He mumbled Shauna started to playfully nudge Collin out of the bedroom. “What up y’all.”

“You about to get me shadowbanned! Go get ready.” Shauna closed the bedroom door and went back to her stream

“Alright, everyone, here’s the look I’ll post pictures on my Instagram. As you’ve seen and heard, I got some things to do. See y’all later! Bye!” sshhauna.lewis has ended the Live Stream

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Can you do a head cannon on Collin meeting Zan for the first time?

Collin was totally fine when he found out that Shauna had a child. She actually said it on their first date.

Shauna didn't bring up her child again for a while until she and Collin talked about seeing each other exclusively.

At first, Collin was excited to finally meet Zan. When he would pick her up for dates, Zan would already be asleep or at her mom's but Collin could see the toys that littered the living room and the Black Panther backpack that Shauna had a son and he wondered what he looked like. How does he act, would he like him?

He was completely fine until he woke up that morning.

AN overwhelming sense of nervousness floated around Collin the entire day.

Miles teased him of course, “I mean Zan and Sean are in the same martial arts class. Zan might beat yo ass. He gonna roundhouse kick you into next week.”

It was time to meet Shauna and Zan at the restaurant. Collin thought it would be better to meet rather than pick them up. Honestly, he was just scared as hell. There’s a reason his mom is Sean’s godparent and not him.

Collin walked into the restaurant and his eyes immediately caught Shauna he walked over to the table and smiled when he saw her.

Collin didn’t realize he was staring until Zan asked, “Are you the guy that Mommy talks to on the phone?”

Dinner is going surprisingly well. Zan talked most of the time telling Collin about his martial arts lessons.

When Shauna went to the bathroom, Zan told Collin that he had made his mom smile a lot. "Mommy hasn't smiled in a long time. When she talks about you with Aunite Ashley she smiles, then they tell me to go my room so they can keep talking."

Collin follows Shauna home, Zan's reasoning being so that next time Collin can come over to their house.

Zan excitedly shows Collin his dinosaur collection and explains each dinosaur.

“Mr. Collin do you want to play with me?” “Zan, Mr. Collin has to—” “Sure! Man I love dinosaurs!” Collin exclaimed sending a wink Shauna’s way.

Collin played with Zan for almost twenty minutes before Shauna made Zan go to bed. “Thanks for playing with him. You didn’t have to do that.” “You don’t have to thank me, I wanted to.”

Shauna thought she put Zan to bed when she was kissing Collin goodnight until they heard a giggle from behind them.

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gfg Pt. 1

Pairing: Rafael Casal x OFC Black!Reader (Maya Smith) x Daveed Diggs Rating: M 18+ MINORS DNI strong language, drug usage, SMUT unprotected sex, public sex, spanking, fingering, dirty talk, voyeurism, exhibitionism, double penetration, edging, overstimulation, slight dacryphilia, daddy kink, sir kink, oral m/f receiving, dom/sub. FILTH Summary: Rafael and Reader invite Daveed to their bedroom Word Count: 1.8K Requested: YES! From this Anon ask, y’all this was literally the first request when I opened my asks again. At first, I was like

Then I was like

Maya sat in the green room scrolling on her phone, the clippng concert had just ended, and she managed to escape backstage to wait for her boyfriend of five years. Maya was deliberate in picking what she chose to wear tonight and she received the exact reaction she was hoping for. Maya wore this out specifically for Rafael. She decided against standing near the front of the crowd, as that would be too obvious, so she opted to stand in the middle, center stage right in Rafael’s eyesight when he would be on stage with Daveed.

She could still recall the moment when his eyes met hers during the concert and the look he gave her when he saw what she was wearing. It sent shivers throughout her body, she bit her lip in anticipation of their plans tonight. She could feel the arousal between her thighs the whole concert. The door opened and Maya looked up from her spot hoping to see Rafael but it was Daveed. He was still sweaty, and shirtless, from the concert.

“You always manage to lose your shirt during a concert Diggs.” Maya teased a smirk on her face. Maya and Daveed always participated in playful flirting when they were around each other, ever since Rafa introduced the two of them, it was harmless…well at least on Daveed’s end.

“It’s only for you,” he winked, “and I know you not talkin’.” He said about what she was wearing.

“Was I too distracting?” Maya questioned, crossing her legs, showing off more of her thighs to Daveed. Daveed laughed nervously,

“Yeah, the lights kept shining off your big ass forehead,” Daveed deflected. Maya had to bring out the big guns, she got up and walked past Daveed, not without brushing her ass against him.

“Sorry, D.” She said obliviously as she bent down to grab a water bottle from the mini-fridge.

“Damn,” Daveed exclaimed eyeing Maya’s body.

“Like what you see Diggs? You know, I didn’t only wear this outfit for Rafa.” Maya slowly approached the man until their faces were inches from each other. Daveed cursed under his breath.

“You okay there, Daveed?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,”

“You sure?” She stepped even closer to him, her breasts pushing up against his hard chest. Daveed held back a groan, he wanted to pinch himself because he had to be dreaming. Even if he was, he didn’t want to wake up. Maya didn’t give him a chance to respond before she wrapped her hands around his neck, her lips dangerously close to his.

“What you doin’ Maya?”

“I don’t know,” she responded feigning innocence “What do you want me to do?” The door opened to reveal Rafa. Daveed had practically jumped away from Maya, Rafa had a dark glint in his eyes.

“Keeping my lady company Diggs?” Rafa walked into the room and stood beside her. She didn’t miss the subtle squeeze on her side.

“Uh, yeah, yeah, um I’m gonna talk to Bill real quick,” Daveed said absentmindedly leaving the green room quickly. Once he was gone Rafa turned his gaze to Maya

“What?”

“You know what, so?”

“Oh, he’s definitely down, let’s shoot for next week, my birthday.” Maya grinned “He probably would’ve fucked me if you didn’t come in.”

“Oh really?” Rafa grabbed Maya’s hand and led her back to the sofa. He sat down and she instantly straddled him

“Mhmm, I was hoping he would, I wanted him to bend me over the sofa and fuck me so bad, I just know his dick is big,” Maya whispered into Rafa’s ear, purposefully trying to get under his skin. You gasped when Rafa roughly grabbed your hair

“What are you trying to do Maya?” Rafa asked his lips ghosting over yours, you couldn’t help the smile that formed on your face.

“Should’ve known you’d enjoy this too much,” Rafa said rubbing his thumb over your lips, you obediently opened your mouth and he pushed his thumb in. You moaned around the digit, your eyes never leaving Rafa’s. You ground your hips down, moaning wantonly, feeling Rafa’s hard dick through his sweatpants. Rafa removed his thumb from your mouth. Rafa leaned back on the couch, his arms spread out. Rafa gave you a look and you knew what he wanted. You unbuttoned your shorts and lifted your body before flinging them off. Rafa attacked your mouth not giving you a chance to react to the passionate kiss. It didn’t take long for Rafa’s hands to travel down until he dipped his hands into your fishnet tights, he smiled into the kiss when he discovered you weren’t wearing any panties. You hungrily looked at your boyfriend before you were suddenly turned over and laying across his lap.

“This is not what I told you to wear,” Rafa said darkly as he ripped your tights.

“I’m sorry sir, the dress couldn’t fit.”

“Cause of all that ass,” He said kneading Maya's ass, making her moan aloud

“You better keep it down before someone hears you. Unless that’s what you want. You want someone to come in here and see how much of a slut you really are? You got everyone fooled that you’re so innocent but you know what you are deep down. You still need a punishment one, for not wearing the dress, and two, for trying to make me mad. How many do you think?”

“Five, sir.” Rafa hummed,

“Shouldn’t even call this a punishment, you love this don’t you?”

“I love whatever punishment you give me sir,”

“What’s your favorite color?”

“Green.”

“Hmm, count and if you mess up I’ll start over.”

“Yes sir—aaahh!” Rafa's hand came down on her ass…hard

“One,”

“Mmm, Two!” Maya almost screamed when she felt Rafa’s finger rubbing gentle circles on her clit and then roughly pinching it. She didn’t have a chance to react, Rafa landed two hard slaps.

“Three! Four!” Maya said into Rafa’s thigh.

“One more baby, you’re doing so good.” Maya could only moan in response, she had been on edge since she left their place. Rafa delivered one last slap.

“Five!” Rafa picked Maya up so that her back was against his chest, her legs spread open. She gasped loudly when Rafa sunk three fingers into her, instantly finding the spot that made her eyes roll to the back of her head. Maya should’ve kept her mouth shut, but who would she be if didn’t push the envelope a bit?

“Mmm, Daveed,” She moaned Rafa landed a slap on her clit, he covered Maya’s mouth when she cried out

“You really wanna piss me off?” He said into the crook of her neck.

“No, sir.” She breathed.

“I think you do, you’re being bad Maya, and bad girls don’t get to come.” Rafa pulled his fingers out and placed them in front of Maya she obediently opened her mouth and took the digits into her mouth, moaning at the taste of herself. Three heavy knocks made the couple pause in their moment.

“Yo Raf! Diggs said you're needed at the meet and greet.”

“Looks, like we’re gonna have to do this the fast way.” Maya got off her boyfriend’s lap and instantly sunk to her knees.

“Raf?!”

“Give me five minutes!”

Maya eagerly undid Rafa’s jeans and pulled out his hard dick. Maya swallows him, taking him as far as she could. She put her hands behind her back and let Rafa fuck her mouth. He placed his hands on the back of her head and thrust his hips up, making her gag around his dick. It didn’t long take for Rafa to come, Maya swallowing all that he gave. Maya smiled wickedly at Rafa licking her lips.

“I love you so much, you did so good baby. I wasn’t too rough, was I?”

“Mm, I love you too and you were perfect.”

“Wait for me here? I’ll be right back.” Rafael hurriedly pulled up his jeans and rushed out of the room. Luckily for Maya, there was a bathroom in the green room. By the time she was done freshening up Rafael had returned.

“You hungry?”

“Yeah, can we get ramen?”

“Of course, we can get it to-go, head home and take a bath together.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

Next Week

Rafael and Daveed were sitting on the couch not even remembering why they were laughing so hard. Rafael hosted a kickback for Maya’s birthday. By now everyone had left, and it was just the three of them, which was the perfect time to spark up. Maya sat on the other side her legs sprawled over Rafa. Maya smiled slyly when a wicked idea came to mind, she grabbed Rafa’s face pulling him close to hers, and did a shotgun; making sure to exchange eye contact with Daveed the entire time who shifted uncomfortably on his side of the sofa.

“So I’m gonna head out.”

“Are you sure? We were gonna play a game,” Maya pouted

“Nah, I’m a little faded.”

“All the more reason you shouldn’t leave.” Maya crawled over to Daveed’s side of the sofa. Daveed frowned, why the hell wasn’t Rafa saying anything, Daveed visibly gulped when Maya straddled him.

“Your mouth says you want to leave, but something else is telling me differently.”

“Rafa, what the fuck?!”

“Stay…Daveed, I want you to…for me. I’ll say please,” Maya leaned in close by his ear “and other things.” She whispered, Daveed chuckled nervously

“Raf!”

“Maya and I have been talking and we want to do this with you. If you want.” Daveed would be lying if he didn’t say he thought it about…plenty of times…late at night…last night. He never acted on it because he didn’t want to jeopardize his friendship with Rafa and his relationship with Maya.

“No strings attached?”

“We can make this a regular thing if you want,” Maya offered eagerly.

“You better give her an answer soon, Diggs.” Rafael teased as he handed Daveed the blunt. Daveed took a large inhale, fuck it.

“Can I be a good girl for you, Daddy?” Maya asked as she began to slowly grind against Daveed,

“Fuck, I think I should be asking you that,” Daveed hands went to Maya’s waist to control her movements

“Are you gonna be a good girl for both of us?”

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Gym Rats

Chapter 6- Disconnected

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x OFC Black!Reader (Tierra Wright)

Chapter Rating: 18+ M for strong language throughout, implied smut, and dubious non-con

Series Rating: M for language, sexual situations, masturbation, alcohol, and drug use. 18+ MINORS DNI

Chapter Summary: Tierra's relationship with Shaun starts to affect her personal life.

Word Count: 2.6K

Dividers by: @firefly-graphics

“What do you mean we can’t break up? It’s not even fucking real!” Tierra exclaimed to her manager

“Look as soon as you guys dropped the song, we submitted it to the Grammys and you guys are on the shortlist. So, you two break up now and you can kiss the Grammys goodbye.” Julie explained Tierra rolled her eyes she hasn’t talked to Shaun since that night at the club and she doesn’t plan on talking to him anytime soon.

“Julie, promise me that after all of this is done, we can ‘break up’?”

“Maybe, we’ll talk about it when the time comes.” Tierra scoffed not satisfied with that answer but decided to drop it, she didn't want to keep beating a dead horse.

“Fine, what’s next on the agenda?” Tierra pressed, ready to leave this meeting

“Uh don’t forget the music video shoot for the song is tomorrow you need to be on set by 6:00 AM. Also, we need you to vlog the video shoot I got you a partnership with Neutrogena.”

“Julie, when were you gonna say something? I don’t even use Neutrogena.”

“I just told you, didn’t I?” Tierra scoffed in annoyance

“Also, this morning we just got word from the VMA’s they want you guys to perform the song this weekend. Taylor Swift dropped out and they needed a replacement.”

“So, I’m a second option?”

“Tierra you lucky you’re even an option at all. If you weren’t dating Shaun no one would want you on their stage and that’s the truth.” Julie said harshly

“Wow,” Tierra scoffed

“Tierra, that’s not what I meant.” Tierra ignored Julie as she gathered her things “Tierra! Come on,”

“I have to do some reshoots for black-ish. I’ll see you at the video shoot tomorrow.”

Tierra sat on set looking over the new script, Kenya had the “great idea” of doing a scene where Rainbow and Dre catch her character and Johan together in bed. Tierra couldn’t get her head straight; she was still upset over her meeting with Julie.

“What’s wrong, miss your boyfriend?” Daveed smirked as he walked past her

“Daveed, I don’t have time for your shit today.” She snapped; Daveed raised his hands in defense

“Wow, just trying to make conversation.”

“Didn’t want one,”

“The fuck is your problem?”

“Didn’t you tell me to leave you alone, maybe you should take your own advice?” Tierra turned away and joined the rest of the crew as they listened to the director.

“Alright so for this scene, it’s really quick we’re adding it to the end of the Sister, Sister episode.” The director set the scene, but the only thing Tierra could think about is Shaun, he’s tried calling her, but she’s been ignoring him since the weekend.

“Tierra?” Daveed called out to you

“Huh, what?”

“They need you in wardrobe.” She nodded before quickly walking off the set. Wardrobe didn’t take long she was only wearing a flesh-tone tube top with matching shorts. She went back to her trailer to drop off her phone and when she walked inside Shaun was sitting on the sofa. He looked at Tierra with a soft smile on his face, and when she didn’t return it, he cleared his throat awkwardly.

“Hey, babe.”

“What are you doing here?” She asked

“I wanted to talk.”

“How did you even get in here?”

“Girl, you know who I am,” He said smugly

“I’m working, Marvin.”

“Damn, you still calling me Marvin?” He joked

“You lucky I don’t call Security,” She challenged

“Aight, aight, aight, I’m being a jackass. I’m sorry, can we just pretend nothing happened,”

“No, Marvin we can’t just act as if nothing happened. Look I have to go back to work, they need me on set.” Tierra turned to leave but Marvin grabbed her wrist, causing her to jerk back.

“Why you in such a hurry? Trying to see Daveed?” Marvin accused with his face dangerously close to hers, that’s when Tierra got a whiff of his breath

“Have you been drinking?”

“Is that why you haven’t been answering my calls? You fuckin him already!” Marvin yelled Tierra shushed him

“Can you shut the fuck up before someone hears you!” Tierra said forcefully, truthfully, she was starting to get nervous as his grip on her tightened.

“Marvin let me go!”

“No, we gonna have this conversation now,” Just then Heavy knocks were at her trailer door, and before Tierra could respond, the door opened to reveal Anthony Anderson and Laurence Fishbourne. Marvin instantly let Tierra go and they sprung away from each other. The two men glared at Marvin

“Everything okay in here?” Laurence questioned

“Yeah, we good.” Marvin snapped,

“He was asking Tierra,” Anthony stressed he then looked at Tierra waiting for her answer.

“I’m fine, Anthony, I promise. We were just talking,” She insisted

“Well, they need you on set,” Anthony said not taking his eyes off Marvin “now.”

“Okay, I’ll be there in a minute,”

“We’ll walk together,” Laurence insisted, Tierra looked at Marvin before quickly leaving her trailer and following Anthony and Laurence to set.

“You sure you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

“Do you want us to make him leave?” Laurence offered

“No, it’s fine guys, really. We were just having a discussion.” She pressed, sensing that she didn’t want to talk about it further they dropped the topic.

“Thanks for tonight, Johan I had fun,” Melody said as she played with Johan’s hair

“Are you thanking me for sex?” Johan questioned genuinely confused

“No! Moron, for the date, this was just a bonus.” She flirted

“We’re back home Corbin Bleu” The sound of Andre’s voice startled them

“I thought you said they were going out for dinner!” Melody whispered loudly

“They’re back earlier, hide.” Melody quickly dipped beneath the covers the door opened and Rainbow’s smile flattered

“Oh, I’m sorry, I thought you were still up.”

“Yep, I’m asleep, no, I’m not asleep obviously, my eyes are still open. I am about to fall asleep.” Rainbow frowned

“Why are you acting so weird?”

“Acting weird? You usin’ drugs in my house Hippie?” Andre accused approaching the guest room. Johan groaned inwardly why is everyone coming to his room?

“No, I’m just tired long day.” He insisted with nervousness, Andre examined the room and could clearly see someone was hiding next to Johan.

“You got some floozy in my house!”

“What?”

“Who is that next to you?”

“Is it Ruby?” Rainbow whispered

“What?! You corrupted my Mama! Mama!”

“Boy, I’m right here, what’s wrong?”

“What, you ain’t sleep with Johan?”

“I wish,” She said winking at Johan.

“Then who’s that?” Rainbow asked, Melody meekly poked her head from underneath the covers earning a gasp from everyone.

“Melody?” Andre cracked, Rainbow smirked, and Ruby glared at the girl next to “Her” Johan.

“Hi,”

“And CUT! That was great guys, I think we got in the first take, for safety let’s do it one more time.” Tierra was going back to her position when she caught Daveed looking at her.

“What?”

“Your wrist,” he said quietly

“Huh?”

“Your wrist, there’s a bruise.” Tierra looked down and went wide-eyed sure enough there was already a bruise forming from when Marvin grabbed her earlier

“Oh,”

“You okay?”

“I’m fine.”

“Tierra—”

“I said I’m fine.”

“Places!”

After shooting the scene, Tierra rushed back to wardrobe and then her trailer. She wasn’t surprised to see Marvin there, he was sleeping. Tierra rolled her eyes and started to gather all her things; she would wake him up when she was about to leave. She bent over to pick up her purse and she stood back up she felt hands grab her hips. She jumped and whipped her body around to see Marvin towering over her.

“Marvin, get off we have to leave.” She said ignoring his touch on her body. Marvin pulled her closer to him. Tierra tried to get out of his grasp, but he held her tighter.

“Marvin, I’m serious.”

“I missed you Tee,” He mumbled placing a kiss on her neck

“Marvin,” Marvin ignored her and kept kissing Tierra’s neck biting and nibbling on the sensitive skin along her neck. Marvin walked them back until they were on the couch. He sat down he motioned for her to join him. In the back of her mind, Tierra didn’t want to do this but maybe if she let him feel up on her for a minute, he’ll be fine then they can leave.

Tierra straddled him and pulled his face closer for a deep passionate kiss. Marvin's hands dipped underneath her shirt, caressing her back he started to pull her shirt off when Tierra pulled away

“What?” Marvin breathed

“I don’t wanna do this here,” Tierra said

“Come on babe, I’m so hard, just a quickie,”

“Marvin I—” Marvin cut her off with a kiss

“You said you saw a bruise?” Anthony asked Daveed

“Yeah, it was on her wrist, she kept saying that she was fine but…” He trailed on

“Is that jackass still here?” Laurence questioned walking over to the two men.

“I think so, let’s make sure they good. We can walk her to her car,” The three men approached her trailer, Anthony went to knock when they heard a loud moan. Anthony and Laurence cleared their throats embarrassed, while Daveed rolled his in annoyance

“She’s obviously fine,” He muttered before walking away

Tierra breathed heavily as she lay against Marvin’s chest, she got up and started to get dressed. She thought she would feel better, but she felt worse.

“What you doing later?”

“Um, nothing some writing and I gotta do a Vlog.”

“Wanna come over, we can go to the video shoot together.”

“I don’t have any clothes.”

“You not gonna need any,” Marvin said with a smirk, two weeks ago that would’ve sent shivers down Tierra’s spine, but now it makes her feel disgusted

“Thanks, but I have to do this Vlog. They sent the products to my apartment.” Marvin scoffed

“Aight,” He said annoyed

“The fuck is your problem?” Tierra asked fed up

“I ain’t got a problem,”

“Oh, so just because we fucked, I’m supposed to do whatever you say?”

“Don’t be putting words in my mouth I ain’t say that!”

“You don’t have to say it!” Tierra grabbed her bags and stormed out of the trailer; Marvin close on her heels behind her

“Tierra!” She ignored her “boyfriend” and continued her stride to her car

“Tierra! Bitch I know you hear me callin’ your name!” That made Tierra whip her body around to face him

“Who the fuck you talking to like that?” She demanded

“I’m talking to you!”

“I’m not one of your little hoe ass groupies, you not gonna talk to me like that!”

“I talk to you however I wanna talk to you!”

“Fuck you Marvin, don’t fucking follow me!” Tierra went to open her car door when Marvin got in front of her and closed it

“Marvin get the hell out of my way!”

“Everything okay?” A security guard asked

“Yeah, we good Mall Cop go on back to your station,” Marvin said dismissively

“Excuse me?”

“We’re good Joe, we’re just leaving.” Tierra pushed past Marvin and got in her car he was still standing outside looking at her expectantly

“What the fuck you want now? You want me to suck your dick in the parking lot?”

“I need a ride,” He mumbled

“What?”

“I said I need a ride,”

“I know you fuckin lyin, Nigga how the fuck you get here?”

“I got an Uber,”

“Pay for another one,”

“Tierra, come on.”

Tierra was silent the entire drive back to her apartment she doesn’t know what compelled her to give Marvin a ride to his house. She wish she didn’t let him convince her to go inside but then one thing led to another and here she is driving home at 3 in the morning. She tiredly got out of the car wanting nothing more than to take a shower.

When she got out of the elevator on her floor, she was grateful to not see Daveed, he was probably out, and she wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone. She dragged her feet throughout her apartment and fell onto the bed exhausted and went straight to sleep she had to be at the music video shoot early in the morning.

The next morning Tierra tiredly sat in the makeup chair on the set of the music video. Her call time was the ungodly hour of 6 AM. The video has an Afro-futuristic vibe to it, Shaun ordered a streaming service that comes with an AI female robot which is where Tierra comes in. Then she ends up pulling him into the TV screen and seduces him, hence the early call time she had a very detailed makeup look for the video, Tierra had been sitting in the chair for almost an hour and a half and she still wasn’t even being close to done.

“Good Morning Sleeping Beauty!” Julie said loudly coming into the trailer, Tierra ignored her manager and kept scrolling on her social media.

“Morning, Tierra.”

“Good Morning,” Tierra said flatly

“You wanna know what I saw this morning on Instagram?”

“No,”

“I’m gonna tell you anyway. You know, of course, the Kardashians post every day, Everyone hates Jay-Z for cheating on Beyonce, and The Shade Room had some gossip on Ray J and his wife or whatever, but what I didn’t see was the fucking Neutrogena vlog I asked you to do, not even on your YouTube page.” Julie said angrily, Tierra sighed

“I forgot, I’m sorry Julie. I got home late after leaving Shaun’s—”

"Oh, so you were at Shaun's I thought you wanted me to end everything?" Julie asked accusingly

"It's not like that--"

“I don’t want an excuse Tierra, you need to post two videos when you leave today. Don’t fuck this up!” Julie said before she stormed away

Tierra avoided Shaun as much as she could while on set and didn’t talk to him unless she had to which was limited to “Excuse me” or a simple nod. Tierra sat on Shaun’s lap while they listened to the scene that the director was setting up. Tierra tuned him out trying to think of anything else than what she was currently doing.

“Tierra? You ready?” Slightly embarrassed that she zoned out, she nodded her head.

“Playback music and ACTION!”

Tierra lip-synched the words to the song while she danced on Shaun’s lap. His hands roamed over her body which didn’t bother her too much it was for the video but it was when he started to openly grope her in front of everyone on the set. She chose to ignore it at the moment and continue the scene. It wasn’t until he moaned in her ear that she broke and quickly hopped off his lap.

“Tierra, what’s wrong?” the director asked upset at her breaking the scene. She looked at the many faces behind the camera and could see the irritated looks.

“Nothing I uh,”

“It’s alright Bill, that was my bad,” Shaun smirked causing some of the men to laugh. Tierra held back an eye roll annoyed and wanting nothing more than to get this over with.

All Tierra wanted to do was get in her bed, her phone dinged for what must’ve been the 100th time today. All of them from Julie about the reminder to do the Vlog. At this point, Tierra could care less about the Vlog matter of fact she could care less about everything right now. She closed all her blinds, grateful for the blackout shades. She felt so used after dealing with the shit Marvin has been putting her through from the club, the black-ish shoot, and then today for the video. Tierra wanted to curl up into a ball and cry. She doesn’t know how much longer she can keep the façade up.

She got into bed and pulled out her phone to call the one person she knew would make her feel better. She clicked on the name and hoped that she would receive the ringtone back

“I’m sorry the number you are trying to reach is no longer available. Please hang up and try again. Thank you.”

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Hi I was the anon that sent in the ask for ‘Confessions’ and it was so good!😭✨ I loved the angst and feel for both the reader and yes, even Daveed a little🙄 lol. If it’s not to much to ask, would it be possible to request a part 2? Maybe Rafa feeling guilty for running his big mouth and possibly ruining on the greatest things to happen to his best friend. I could see him being guilty but also sick of seeing Daveed camping on his couch in sadness and he know he has to help his friend win his girl back✨💗 no pressure or anything you’re literally one of my favorite writers on here and I love you work and for keeping the Daveed thirst fandom alive!

Confessions Part Two

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x OFC!Black Reader (Kenya Wright), Rafael Casal x OFC!Black!Reader (Kenya Wright) 👀👀

Rating: M for language, smut (oral m receiving, unprotected sex, drunk/intoxicated sex) alcohol and drug use 18+ MINORS DNI

Summary: It’s been a month since Daveed and Kenya ended things, feeling guilty for having a part in the breakup, Rafael tries to get his friends back together.

Requested: Yes, by Anon

Word Count: 4K

Dividers by: @firefly-graphics

AN: Anon I’m so happy you enjoyed the first part!! A very, very tiny piece of me felt bad for Daveed but then again he did old girl hella dirty. I gave the Reader a name and I’ll be editing the other part with her name. I hope you enjoy this second part.

Confessions Pt. One

December 2022

“Coming up next on Lifetime it’s a Liddell Christmas Movie Marathon! First up is Merry Liddell Christmas, then Merry Liddell Christmas Wedding, and lastly Merry Liddell Christmas Baby—“ Kenya shut off the TV she was not in the Holiday spirit this year. She didn’t even put her decorations not that she had a lot of decorations in the first place, but she would put up something to make the house look a bit more festive. After what happened on Friendsgiving, she didn’t want to celebrate anything. Daveed had been calling and texting her that next day it took her a week to block him. Kenya didn’t want to hear anything he had to say, she heard what she needed to hear. Even though it pained her, she had to cut him off, even as far as having Rafael pick up Daveed's things from her place, she was mad at him too because he knew everything. That day when he came by the house to get his friend’s things, Kenya had all of this stuff neatly placed in a bag by the front door and she even asked for the key back

Kenya glanced at the clock on her dresser and saw that it was almost 10:00 she had to show a client a home in Calabasas at 1:00 she whined in irritation before dragging herself out of bed. Kenya was in her closet trying to figure out what to wear when her pine started to ring, she blindly answered the phone continuing to try on different outfits.

“Kenya Wright of The Wright Home Real Estate, how may I help you today?”

“Look at you sounding professional and shit, what house can you find me for $300,000 in LA?” Her best friend, Keyari's voice said over the speaker

“I can find you a box on the side of the road, what do you want Key?”

“I wanted to see if you wanted to have dinner tonight because you walking around like someone took your lunch money.”

“I mean can you blame me?”

“No, not really. They lucky I wasn’t there I would’ve swung on a bitch.”

“I know Key, I know.”

“How are you though?”

“Ehh, it’s day by day, to be honest, sometimes I’m good and barely think about him and then most days I can’t get him out of my mind.”

“You know I’m still down for slashing some tires.”

“Keyari, we can’t slash niggas tires.” Kenya laughed

“We can if we want to, but should we? That’s where it gets murky.”

“Ain’t nothing murky about it, we can’t do that shit.”

“Not if you only slash three tires,”

“Key!”

“Alright, are you coming with me to dinner or not?”

“Yes, what time?”

“7:30 at that new oyster place. I can come by and we’ll ride together.”

“Sounds good Key!”

“Okay sis, I’ll see you later.”

“Okay Key, bye.”

Daveed wasn’t doing much better, he’s been sleeping on Rafa’s couch since Kenya kicked him out. Sulking around LA and it was driving Rafa crazy. Rafa felt like shit, if he hadn’t opened his big mouth in the first place Daveed and Kenya would still be together, Daveed was the happiest he’s ever been when he was with Kenya and now he's back to where he was before he met her.

Daveed kept replaying the look on Kenya’s face that night, she looked so hurt and broken and he was the cause of that. He had a small silver lining of hope but all of that faded away when Kenya texted Rafa to pick up Daveed’s things. He couldn’t describe the feeling when he saw Rafa return with a suitcase of his belongings. What really hurt Daveed the most was that he wasn’t even mad at her, he knew what he did was wrong.

For about a month Daveed wallowed in his self-pity, refusing to shower or even eat most days. He even stopped making new music which is something that he never does. Rafa had enough of it, he was only doing this for Daveed’s own good. Rafa creaked open his bedroom door, from his room he could see right into the living room and Daveed was still sleeping…at noon. He burst out of his bedroom making the most obnoxious noise he could, startling his friend awake.

“Diggs, come on man you gotta get up, change your clothes, take a shower. I mean, even Mia don’t want to be around you.” Rafa said Daveed glanced down at the dog who probably smelled better than Daveed does right now

“Bruh, I don’t feel like it. What’s the point? I lost Kenya and I don’t think I can get her back and I would’ve blamed her if she didn’t.”

“Okay, this self-pity shit ain’t working. I’m going out to run some errands you’re on dog duty.”

“You can’t take her?”

“No, so take a shower and take Mia out for a walk, you both need it.” Rafa grabbed his keys left the house leaving Daveed and Mia

“So, I guess it’s just you and me. Maybe we can walk around the backyard,” Daveed suggested Mia growled lowly

“Fine, we’re going to the park.”

Daveed walked around the park Mia leading him wherever she wanted to go. It was a beautiful day but Daveed couldn’t even pay attention to that his mind was preoccupied with something else. Maybe he should try calling her would she even answer the phone, shut probably blocked him by now. Mia abruptly stopped walking and sniffed the air before taking off. Daveed wasn’t paying attention and the leash slipped out of his hand.

“Mia!” Daveed called out as he chased after the dog

“Here’s your change ma’am.” The man said

“No it’s fine, keep the change.” Kenya insisted

“Thank you, enjoy the rest of your day.” Kenya smiled back at the man before walking away with her Italian ice. She’s not sure what prompted her to come to this particular park, she used to meet Daveed here if they both had a break in their day and meet for lunch or just a quick walk around the park. Kenya shook the thoughts from her head, that was before everything went down last month, she can’t keep doing this to herself. She’ll take steps toward moving on then she’ll think back to when she and Daveed were together. She heard a dog barking and her head snapped up, that sounded like Mia. She whipped her body and saw the dog running up to her.

“Mia? What are you doing here girl?” Kenya greeted the dog who was just as excited to see her, tail wagging frantically

“Mia! There you are!” Kenya looked up and saw Daveed standing in front of her. He froze when their eyes met for the first time in a month. He cleared his throat before grabbing hold of the leash.

“Sorry about that, come on Mia.” The dog whined not wanting to leave

“It’s fine, she just misses me,” She said softly, still playing with Mia. “Isn’t that right Mia? I missed you too.” Kenya continued playing with the dog, Daveed looked and couldn’t help but smile, god what he wouldn’t do to see her smile and laugh again. That was probably his favorite thing about her, her smile, it could light up the entire room.

“Well, I better get her back to feed her you know,” Daveed mumbled under his breath.

“Daveed,” Kenya called out. She opened her mouth to speak but closed it immediately. She doesn’t know what to say, she can’t ask how has he been, she can clearly that he’s not okay, his beard was a bit more full than it was last month. His hair wasn’t done like it usually is, it’s like he stopped caring. Then again, why should she say anything at all? It wasn’t what was said that ruined

“Can I ask you a question?” He nodded his head for her to go on “Was any of it real?” Daveed sighed heavily

“Yes, Kenya. It was so real for me, I-I-I wish it never happened, all of it.” Daveed reached out to her but she backed away

“This isn’t something that can be wished away, I trusted you. You were my family, my home.”

“Kenya, I’m so sorry you didn’t deserve this at all. I should’ve been honest with you from the beginning—” Kenya put her hand up to stop him

“Don’t say what you couldn’t a month ago. Daveed, I—” Kenya looked away because she looked at him any longer should start crying and she didn’t want to give him that or anything for that matter. “There’s nothing else that can be said, Daveed.”

“So, I guess this is it?”

“Yep, take care of yourself Daveed.”

“You too, Kenya.” Daveed watched sadly as the best thing that ever happened to him walked out of his life forever. That’s when he heard a low rumbling of thunder and an idea came to him“Ken! Do you want a ride? I don’t mind taking you,” Kenya looked up at the sky and saw the dark clouds coming in fast, she would be drenched before she even made it back to her job.

“Sure,”

What started as an ‘innocent’ car ride, led to Kenya telling Daveed he left something else at her house which lead to a couple of bottles of wine being consumed and ultimately led to their current predicament. Kenya moaned aloud as Daveed bounced her up and down in his lap on her living room sofa. One thing led to another and here they were. Kenya would be lying if she said she didn’t miss the sex. Kenya snapped her head up when Daveed stopped moving, he place his hands behind his head giving her a smirk.

“Ride,” he commanded. Kenya placed her hands on his shoulders as leverage as she slowly rode him since he wanted to play dirty she had something for his ass. Daveed let out a chorus of moans he reached up and played with her nipples causing her to cry out.

“Fuck Daveed! ‘M close,” She breathed out she began to bounce a bit faster and harder

“Me too,” Daveed took control again by grabbing her thighs and thrusting his hips up chasing his own release at this point. Two, three more thrusts, and both of them groaned reaching their peak, Kenya slumped against Daveed’s bare chest, trying to regain her breath. She carefully got off his lap and started to put her clothes back on. Daveed lingered a bit before he too started to get dressed.

“You should probably head out, Keyari’s coming over soon,” Kenya said absentmindedly

“Hold up, hold up, hold up, that’s it? We not gonna talk or try to figure anything out?”

“Figure what out?” Kenya questioned

“This, us. Kenya, I—I want to be with you.”

“Daveed, I can’t, I can’t look at you the same. When I look in your eyes I keep thinking about the lie that would’ve kept going if I hadn’t found out.”

“So you can fuck me but don’t want to be with me?” Daveed asked accusingly

“Don’t do that! You don’t get to do that to me not after what that bullshit you pulled.”

“You ain’t even fight for us! You asked me if I cared about you? Was I just some meal ticket to you?” Kenya frowned

“Nigga I know you fuckin lying, you really wanna go there Daveed?”

“When we met you just passed your real estate exam. Most of the clients you have are because of me! Shit those clients helped pay for this house!”

“That you lived in nigga! What the fuck are you trying to say?”

“I’m just saying, now that you got some money it wasn’t that hard to let go of the relationship. You didn’t need me anymore.”

“Get the fuck out Daveed!”

“Gladly,” Daveed grabbed his keys and stormed out of the house slamming the door shut behind him. Kenya scoffed in disbelief, she couldn’t believe him. A bark pulled her out of his thoughts, damn it Daveed fucking forgot Mia.

“God damn it,” she muttered under her breath. She opened her back door and she ran inside searching for Daveed. Loud knocks at your door made you roll your eyes. She stomped to the door and opened it, not surprised to see Daveed on the other side.

“You forgot something,”

“You said that before you want me to fuck you again?”

“Get the damn dog and go Daveed.”

“Mia!” The dog ran to Daveed and Kenya slammed the door shut

Kenya placed the phone down on her nightstand and downed the rest of her glass of wine. She wasn’t in the mood to go out with Keyari. She knew it wasn’t a good idea to invite Daveed but she—she wanted to be with him just one last time, she’d be lying if she said she didn’t miss him. She thought about him all the time, but she just can’t forgive him. Every time he would look at her she would think back to that night. This is what she gets for being vulnerable she took a chance when she met Daveed and look where it led her. Now that she thinks of it, fucked Daveed, he doesn’t care about her the way she thought he did. She’s done being sad, she not gonna give him that satisfaction. He doesn’t deserve it.

Rafa opened the door and sighed heavily seeing that all the lights were off. Damn. Maybe his plan didn’t work out after all. He turned on the light expecting to see Daveed on the couch but raised an eyebrow upon seeing the empty space. Now that he thinks of it, it���s a bit too quiet in his house.

“Diggs? Bro, you here?” Mia ran over to Rafael happy to see him after the long day, tail wagging, barking excitedly.

“Where’s Daveed, Mia? Huh, where’d he go?” Rafa walked further into the house and saw a note on the counter in his kitchen

Went to my Mom’s.

Thanks for letting me crash.

-Diggs

Rafael sighed heavily, he pulled out his phone and called Daveed, he was sent straight to voicemail, Rafa called him again, and just like the first time he was sent straight then he received a text from Daveed

I’m good bruh. Don’t feel like talking. Talk later

Rafa grabbed his car keys and raced out of the house he had to fix this somehow.

“I don’t know, only God knows where the story ends for me But I know where the story begins. It’s up to us to choose whether we win or lose.” Kenya sang loudly, she was on her fourth glass of Merlot and didn’t care. Then as if out of nowhere, Kenya’s mind thought back to when she and Daveed went to Trap Karaoke for a date. Kenya shook the thought of out her he’d she hated when little memories popped in her head, she was done with nostalgia. Kenya’s Drunk World Tour was cut shirt when frantic knocks were rapped against her door. She rolled her eyes, Daveed’s got some nerve coming to her house again. Kenya turned off the music and marched toward the door and swung it open

“Daveed you got some nerve—“ Kenya stumbled back slightly when she saw Rafa on her doorstep

“Oh, the fuck you want?” Kenya asked with a raised eyebrow

“Kenya, can I come in please?”

“No, I’m mad at your ass too Rafael.”

“Damn, Rafael? You haven’t called me that since we met,” he tried to joke, he cleared his throat when he saw the unamused look on her face

“You know I kinda wish I can go back to that night, I would’ve never talked to you or your trifling ass friend.” Kenya slurred slightly

“Look, Kenya I’m so sorry I really hadn’t opened my mouth I was fucking drunk can I please come in so we can talk. Please?” Kenya sighed heavily giving in

“Fine,”

“So what do you want?” Kenya asked pouring the two of them a glass of wine

“Look, I’m not trying to tell you what to do—“ Kenya cut him off with a loud sigh “Kenya, I know what Daveed and I did when y’all first met was fucked up but give Daveed another chance, he’s been walking around like a sad puppy.” Kenya hummed condescendingly

“I don’t know what Daveed told you after he left here but if he put you up to this instead of comin over here and apologizing to my face he can miss me with all that bull shit! Daveed’s a grown-ass man he knows how to communicate.” Kenya stood up to leave

“Kenya—”

“Nope, I don’t wanna hear it!”

“Kenya, sit down!”

“I’m pretty sure Daveed’s sob story was very convincing but save it for the next bitch—”

“Kenya, sit down.” Rafael said firmly Kenya went wide-eyed and sat down on the barstool

“I’m not saying you gotta get back together with him but Kenya he really did love you. That part wasn’t fake. I’ve seen Diggs with other girls and he wasn’t doing half the shit he was doing when y’all were together. Just talk to him.”

“If you had come over before today I probably would but after our fight—”

“Fight?”

“I ran into him at the park today while he was walking Mia. We came back here because he left some of his records. He wanted to talk about getting back together one thing led to another and he accused me of only getting with him because he has money.”

“Diggs said that?” Rafa asked shocked

“Yep, so when I say this Rafa, I mean it. I’m no longer interested.”

“Damn, I just figured…”

“You’re a good friend, a damn good one but I’m moving on.” Rafa smiled softly

“I can respect that, I’m so sorry Ken, I feel like this is all my fault.”

“Don’t blame yourself. Daveed and I were already having problems, that shit was the icing on the fucking cake.”

“I know but, if I hadn’t said anything—”

“It would’ve come out eventually,” Kenya reassured

“So I guess you’re gonna kick me out now?” Rafa joked making Kenya chuckle “There’s that smile!”

“if you want to leave that’s fine, you gotta report back to your friend?” Kenya teased

“Diggs left, he’s staying with his mom now.”

“Oh,” There was a brief silence between the two of them before Kenya spoke up

“You wanna smoke?”

“Hell yeah,”

After smoking two blunts and drinking whatever brown liquor you had on your bar cart, Kenya and Rafa sat at the kitchen island eating the pizza and wings they had just ordered. Kenya was actually having a good time she didn’t realize how much she missed her friendship with Rafa that’s why she was so hurt when everything went down. Kenya and Daveed were already having some relationship issues before Friendsgiving but to have Rafa know about the bet the entire time, it hurt her feelings.

“So what did Keyari do when you told her?”

“Oh, she wanted to fuck Daveed up, she still does.”

“Man I’m glad she wasn't here I don’t think I could handle both of you being pissed off.”

“Keyari probably would’ve swung,” Kenya laughed

“I hope we can still be friends, Kenya. I know you’re still mad at me but when you stop being mad I still want to be your friend even if you’re not with Daveed.”

“I’m definitely still mad at your ass Rafa, but I guess you’re alright.” She said playfully pushing his shoulder. Rafa grabbed her hand and smiled at her. Before she knew it they were leaning in their lips meeting in a kiss. Like a hand touching a flame, Rafa jumped back. Did he really just kiss his best friend’s ex?

“I don’t think we should do this,” Rafa breathed

“Then don’t think about it,” Kenya crashed her lips onto his, they both knew this was wrong but they couldn’t bring themselves to stop. Rafa walked them out of the kitchen until they reached her sofa. Kenya pulled back first and pushed Rafa down onto the shoulder, she bit her lip in anticipation. She sank to her knees and rubbed Rafa’s thighs while pulling his zipper down with her teeth

“What about Daveed?” Rafa breathed out

“You gonna tell him?” Kenya asked looking up at him as she undid the belt of his pants

“Fuck no,” Rafa assisted you in pulling down his jeans and boxers, Kenya grabbed his dick and slowly started to stroke him, Rafa let his head fall back. A million thoughts were running through her head that was shouting t her “This is a terrible idea!” “Stop, this is Daveed’s best friend!” But Kenya pushed those thoughts out the way Daveed had hurt her and she wanted to hurt him too. She placed a gentle kiss on the head before taking him all in her mouth.

“FUCK!” Kenya nodded her head up and down stopping to occasionally suck on the tip before sinking back to the base. Rafa grabbed her hair and started to thrust his hips up into her mouth making her gag.

“Shit, I’m about to come,” Kenya slowly pulled off Rafa grabbed her and pulled her up, and kissed her roughly. Rafa flipped them over, ripped her leggings off, and moved her panties out f the way before thrusting his dick into her Kenya winced slightly at the roughness but she Kenya moaned aloud when Rafa placed his liege on her shoulders and mercilessly thrust his hips into her.

“Fuck, Rafa! Don’t stop,” Kenya reached down and started to rub her clit she wasn’t far from her orgasm and by the way Rafa’s thrusts were becoming sloppier, neither was he. He came with a groan and Kenya followed Hartley after. Rafa panted trying to regain his breath and for the first time since they kissed Rafa and Kenya locked eyes and realization hit them. Rafael pulled out of Kenya and she immediately grabbed the throw blanket and wrapped herself with it. Rafael got dressed in silence neither of them wanting to look at each other.

“I’ll see myself out,” Rafa muttered under his breath

“Okay,” Kenya said quietly. “I don’t think we should hang out anymore,” Kenya said refusing to look at her friend

“Yeah, I um, think that’s a good idea. Goodbye Kenya,”

“Bye Rafael,” Kenya didn’t move from the couch until she heard her front door close. She put her hands in he head and groaned loudly, why the fuck would she do that?

Two Months Later

Kenya whined in irritation as she crawled out of bed for the past couple of weeks she’s been so groggy which is unlike her she is usually a morning person she’s gotta stop trying to hang with these 20 somethings. Kenya blindly walked into her bathroom. When she opened her medicine cabinet she saw her unopened box of tampons, shit, unopened? She quickly grabbed the box and it was indeed still packaged, she bought these a while ago and she hasn’t used them yet? Maybe she’s late again like last month—wait a minute, now that she thinks back she didn’t have a period last month, she doesn’t think so…she can’t remember.

“Oh fuck,” Kenya mumbled to herself. She quickly got dressed stumbling over her feet along the way and practically sped to the nearest CVS she probably broke a few traffic laws along the way, no, she broke a few traffic laws. She grabbed every pregnancy test she could get her hands on and raced back home.

Kenya gaped at the four positive pregnancy tests, she immediately grabbed her phone to call Daveed, he was the last person she slept with. Her thumb was inches from pressing the send button when she hesitated. Daveed wasn’t the last person she slept with.

AN: Yikes what a little tangled web Kenya weaved, I live for the drama I was on my Tyler Perry stuff. I hope you guys enjoyed reading!!

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Fool For you: A Love Story in Four Acts Part Two

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x Black!Reader Rating: M for language and suggestive conversations Word Count: 4K Summary: A Look into Daveed and Reader's Relationship

Series Masterlist Part Three

May 2015

Who lives Who dies Who tells your story

You didn’t even realize you were crying until the tears started clouding your vision. You immediately stood to your feet and applauded as the cast took their bows and left the stage. You were able to get amazing seats thanks to a friend who was in the ensemble. He had been begging you to come see the show everyone was raving about, not really being interested in Broadway you kept saying you were busy until he called you literally two hours before the show and said he was going on for one of the principal roles that night. Being the supportive friend you are you made sure you were at the show. I mean seriously, free front row tickets to one of the hottest shows on Broadway. Once you thought about it that way, you would be a fool to pass it up. Your friend texted you to meet him in the lobby and he would take you backstage to meet everyone.

After waiting a few minutes, you saw your friend, Jamar running toward you.

“You were so good tonight, Aaron Burr!” You said jokingly

“Chile, stop it. You ain’t got to do all that. I’m just glad you were able to finally come to a show, Ms. I work all the time.”

“Whatever, be lucky I love you enough to give up my only night off this week to come to this three-hour-long show.”

“Girl I saw you crying in the audience, you loved it.” You playfully rolled your eyes, but he was right, the show was amazing

“OMG, it’s like one of the greatest things I’ve ever seen!” You punched him in the shoulder, “why didn’t you tell me it was that good!”

“Girl, why the hell it take you so long? Everybody and they Mama talking about Hamilton. Come on, I want you to meet some of my friends.”

Once you made it backstage you were surprised by the way it looked, not that you were expecting a hotel lobby but you thought it was more than stairs and dressing rooms. Jamar pulled you into a room with the other male ensemble members, you met two guys named Ephraim and Andrew, who had you laughing every five minutes. Then Jamar dragged you to the ladies' ensemble dressing room and where you almost fangirled over Ariana, you were a huge fan of So You Think You Can Dance in your younger years and were in an uproar when they sent her home first. Lastly, Jamar pulled you into a room where almost everyone seemed to be hanging out in.

“Sup y’all! This my bestie!” Jamar said introducing you to his castmates

“Hey, bestie!” You heard them call out to you. Jamar introduced you to everyone in the jam-packed room. While you were talking to Jasmine and Renee you felt like someone was staring at you, quickly glancing up, you didn’t see anyone.

“Jamar, why didn’t you bring her around sooner?” Oak, asked loudly. Even though this was your first time meeting Jamar’s friends, you didn’t feel like a stranger they just welcomed you with open arms.

“Yeah we like her better than yo ass,” Anthony joked,

“Whatever, Y/N, you coming out with us?”

“I can’t, I have floor set tomorrow.” You just landed this great job at Macy’s right in Times Square as a part of their Design Team which meant countless hours of Floor Sets. With it being close to the Holidays, you were in charge of the Floor Set this year. The chorus of boos that rang throughout the room made you laugh.

“Come one just for one drink, it won’t be long.”

“Fine,”

Well, of course, one drink turned into three rounds of drinks. Looking at the time you really had to leave. After saying bye to everyone and calling your Uber you searched the small bar for Jamar, wanting him to walk you out.

“Uh, I think he went to the bathroom,” A voice said behind you, you turned and saw Daveed leaning against the bar. When you saw him on stage you couldn’t help but notice how attractive he is, oh shit, now you’re openly staring at him. Hopefully, he doesn’t realize you’re staring at him. Daveed smirked and let out a chuckle, he definitely noticed the staring.

“Um sorry, I zoned out for a bit. Uh, I was hoping Jamar would walk me out. My Uber is on the way,”

“I can walk you out,”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, I was bout to roll out anyway, I just closed my tab. Besides I don’t want you out in the cold.”

“Okay,”

The two stood on the sidewalk waiting for the Uber, in the meantime, you got a chance to talk and get to know one another.

“Jamar was telling me that you’re a rapper?” Daveed let out a nervous chuckle and scratched the back of his neck

“Uhhh, yeah, I have a group, not many people really follow us.”

“What’s the name?”

“Clippng.”

“Clippng? I saw you guys at AfroPunk last year!”

“Oh shit, for real?”

“Yes, I, um, really liked y’all set. Like I became a super fan after seeing you perform.”

“So you was like our fan club president?” Daveed teased,

“Whatever, but I really enjoyed the songs you guys performed,”

“You may have been the only person in the audience that liked our performance, we weren’t invited back this year.” He joked, “I mean not everyone likes the type of music we make, I love rapping but acting pays the bills. I would love to make music all day but this light bill due, you feel me?” Daveed laughed

“I fuck with that, I mean don’t get me wrong I really like designing and creating but what I really fucks with is cooking.”

“Oh, shit? You know I’m always down for some good food.”

“Well, maybe one day—aw fuck are you kidding me?”

“What?”

“My Uber made a wrong turn, now it’s gonna be like ten more minutes.”

“That’s cool I don’t mind waiting longer, besides I wanna hear more about clippng’s only superfan.”

“Uhh, I think some Hamilton fans got me beat,”

As luck would have it, your original Uber driver ended up canceling on you and now the next one wouldn’t arrive for another fifteen minutes. You instantly felt bad when you told Daveed the Uber was taking longer than planned, you didn’t want to keep him out too late. I mean, the man performs in a high-energy musical 8 times a week, he needs his rest.

“You can go, Daveed, I’m actually about to call another Uber. It’s getting late,”

“Nah, I’m cool. I don’t mind waiting with you.”

“Are you sure?” At that moment Anthony, Jasmine, and Renee stumbled out of the bar laughing at whatever Anthony probably said. They all stopped when they saw you and Daveed standing close to one another

“I was wondering where you two went,” Jasmine said wiggling her eyebrows

“I was just waiting with her for her Uber.”

“Mhmm, for thirty minutes?” Renee questioned

“My Uber got lost,”

“Do you wanna Uber with us? You live in Brooklyn right?” Jasmine offered

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, I can just add your stop after Ant gets dropped off. Our Uber is literally down the street.”

“Thank you so much, you really don’t have to do that.”

“Girl, bye, you Jamar’s friend, so you’re practically family at this point,” Jasmine said,

“NayNay, you good?” Daveed asked

“Yeah, I’m Ubering home too, they should be here soon,” Renee responded with a knowing look on her face.

“Y/N, the Uber’s here,” Jasmine said eying the two of you suggestively

“Thanks for waiting with me Daveed.”

“Anything for my number one fan,” Daveed smiled warmly at you, making you blush

“Y/N, I don’t think you can ride Diggs dick home,” Anthony called from the car,

“Bye,” You said quickly before getting in the Uber. Daveed waited until the car got down the street he turned and saw Renee smirking at him

“What?”

“Nothing, see you tomorrow, Diggs.”

August 2015

You cheered with Renee, Daniel, and Ephraim as the three of you took what was your fourth? Fifth? You couldn’t remember after three how many shots you had taken. It was the opening night party of Hamilton, and it was the best party you’ve ever been to. Even better than GHOE with your best friend, well, maybe not GHOE, but still, this is an amazing party. There were so many celebrities your mind couldn’t even being to comprehend the faces you were seeing at this party.

“Enjoying yourself?” The voice from behind made you choke on your shot, coughing you turned around to see Daveed, worriedly looking at you. Fuck, of course, it was Daveed, and here you are, about cough up a damn lung. He patted your back, concern plastered on his face.

“You okay?” You nodded, still trying to catch a breath

“Y/N put your arms in the air,” Renee suggested in the most motherly tone ever.

“I’m fine,” You managed to get out in between the coughs

“Ay, yo, can I get a water please?” Daveed asked the bartender, by now a small crowd was forming and you couldn’t be more embarrassed. Daveed shoved a glass of water in your face, you begrudgingly grabbed the glass and took a few sips. The coughing fit finally over, you exhaled.

“You okay, sweetie?” Renee asked

“Yeah, I’m fine, embarrassed, but I’m fine.”

“Damn, Y/N, saw Diggs and can’t control herself,” Daniel joked making Ephraim laugh, you were a blushing mess because that’s literally what happened, Renee picked up on the look on yours and Daveed’s face

“Alright, let’s leave her alone. Come on guys,” Renee sent you a wink before ushering Daniel and Ephraim away

“Sorry about that,” Daveed apologized

“It’s fine, I was just startled,”

“So, are you having fun?”

“I should be asking you that, Mr. Broadway star.” Daveed chuckled

“Shit’s crazy, I mean just a year ago I could barely pay my rent, now I’m in the same room as Samuel L. Jackson.” Daveed mused

“Well, you deserve to bask in the moment, Mr. Diggs.” You said raising a glass, you were taking a sip of your water when you noticed that Daveed was full-on staring at you. You furrowed your eyebrows when he reached his hand out. You were backing away when his other hand grabbed your arm

“Hold on, there’s something in your hair.” You held your breath while Daveed fixed your hair

“There, beautiful.” Daveed smiled softly

“Thanks,” You replied, barely above a whisper

“Enjoy your night,” Daveed said before walking away, leaving you speechless

“Girl, what the fuck was that?” Renee asked walking up to you

“Nothing.” Renee gave you a knowing look “Renee, it was nothing. Come on, walk with me to the bathroom, I need help with my zipper.”

“I don’t know why you’re asking me, should’ve asked Daveed.”

December 2015

After a few months of coming around the theater, you and Daveed have grown from strangers to a nice “friendship”. The majority of your interactions with Daveed were extremely flirtatious. Whenever someone saw you backstage they would give you a knowing look or say,

“Your boyfriend’s waiting for you!”

“Diggs’ girlfriend is here!”

Most of the times when you were at the theater Daveed had invited you, which was actually a pretty awkward situation the one time Jamar saw you chilling in Daveed’s dressing room during intermission one Saturday night. Whenever you weren’t working you were either at the theater or hanging with the cast. Now you were sitting in Daveed’s dressing room waiting for him to get out of the bathroom. You had come straight here after work; you were supposedly going out to dinner with Daveed and some of the cast members. You wished you brought a change of clothes after the day you had at work, you wanted to get out of your work clothes. You made it to the theater about thirty minutes before the end of the show, but even with sitting in Daveed’s dressing room, you were anything but relaxed.

“You good?”

“I just want to change my clothes. I wish I'd known earlier I would've gone home and met you guys for dinner.” You and Daveed don’t have each other’s number so when you found out about dinner plans, you were already at the theater, and with it being towards the end of Act II, you didn’t have time and particularly didn’t want, to go home because you would've gotten one look at your bed and fallen asleep.

You were pulled out of your thoughts when Daveed tossed a sweater in your lap, confused you gave him a questioning look.

“Put it on, it's not much but you'll be comfortable."

"Oh, okay. Thanks."

"You can change in the bathroom, I'll wait out here."

When you reemerged from the bathroom Daveed was sitting on the small couch in the room, fully dressed. The look he gave you sent butterflies to your stomach.

"How do I look?"

"You cute, I like it on you." He smiled

This man was going to be the death of you.

"I can wash it and give it back to you."

"Nah, it's cool. Keep it, I like away it looks on you. Come on, everything's waiting for us."

February 2016

You were on your fourth shot of Jim Beam while everyone celebrated the Grammy win, you screamed and cried when it was announced that Hamilton had won the Grammy, you were so proud of these people that you now consider family.

“Y/N! Dance with me!” Jasmine called over the thumping of the bass that filled the club, not given a chance to decline, Jasmine dragged you out onto the dance floor. You looked up and saw Daveed looking at you over the top of his glass. You sent him a playful wink before dancing again. You looked up again and frowned when you didn’t see Daveed by the bar anymore. You were having so much fun you didn’t even notice someone coming behind you. You really didn’t mind, you’ve had guys come up to you all the time while you were out, as long as they were respectful.

When the song changed to Rhianna’s “Kiss It Better” That’s when the person behind you placed their hands on your hips. That made you turn your head around and there was Daveed. He sent you a wink, damn, why is he so fine and he knows it, you thought. It may have been the alcohol or the sexual tension between the two of you that had reached its limit but you started slowly whining against him. He gripped your hips a little tighter making you smirk a little. A few songs went by and you and Daveed were in your own world in the corner of the dance floor you weren’t sure if anyone had left but you didn’t care. You and Daveed look into each other’s eyes and before you knew it he pressed his lips against yours.

The two of you ignored the excited looks and cheering from your friends.

“Yeeeerrrrr!” Anthony said loudly

“Don’t hurt him, sis!” You were the first to pull away, both of you giving each other “that look” before you knew you were being dragged out the bar and outside. Daveed whipped out his phone and quickly called an Uber before smashing his lips back to yours. It wasn’t until a car honked its horn that you were able to pull yourself away.

“Are you Daveed?” Daveed nodded and quickly pulled you into the Uber before it drove off.

July 2016

It was now Summertime; Kendall and Daveed had been dating for a few months now and it’s honestly the happiest she's ever been. Still keeping it a secret, the two of them took these last few months to really get to know each other. Kendall was taking her 15-minute break at her job when a notification came in from Instagram.

Daveed Diggs to Leave Hamilton to Work on New TV Show in LA

She frowned, Daveed didn’t mention anything about a TV Show, she knew that he would eventually leave Hamilton his last show was tomorrow night. He couldn’t stay in New York forever and Kendall knew that but still, she thought he would talk to her about it. Kendall shook your head, she's probably overreacting. Someone could’ve leaked this just to get a story, she knows Daveed would’ve told her about it. Shaking it off, she went back to work.

Later that night you were in your apartment with a glass of wine and take out binge-watching Grey’s Anatomy. Even though you've seen it about fifty times, you always cried at the season three finale when Yang has her breakdown. A knock at the door made you smile, you got up and practically skipped to the door, ecstatic to see your boyfriend standing on the other side.

“Hey babe,” You greeted, smiling into a kiss, Daveed deepened it walking you backward. He kicked the door shut with his foot while he blindingly led you to your bedroom where the two of you fell onto the bed. As much as you were excited to see Daveed you couldn’t get it out of your head that Daveed didn’t even tell you he was taking on another project. You knew about Blindspotting but why not share the news about the TV Show. Sensing your mind was somewhere else, Daveed sat up with a concerned look on your face.

“You good?” You sat up and moved over so you were looking at Daveed. Letting out a shaky breath, you hated confrontation and having hard conversations.

“I saw a post today that said you were working on a new TV Show.” Daveed chuckled nervously

“I didn’t want to tell you until I was sure.”

“So, it’s true?”

“Uh, yeah. I’m going to LA in about a week.”

“When were you going to tell me, your last show is tomorrow.” Daveed sighed heavily

“Y/N/N, I don’t want to talk about this right now.”

“So when is the time to talk about it?”

“I don’t know, not right now, I just got off work.” Daveed leaned in but she backed away

“I mean, I just don’t see why you didn’t tell me?”

“Because it wasn’t worth talking about.”

“Daveed, you’re going to LA in a week and you didn’t think we had to talk about it?”

“I was going to talk to you about it, eventually.”

“When was eventually? After you fuck me and leave?”

“Yo, where is all of this coming from?” Daveed stood up from the bed “I was going to tell you about it after my last show!”

"Which is tomorrow!"

"Y/N," Daveed whined, "really, right now, you wanna have this talk now?"

“Daveed, you weren’t gonna say shit until I said something.” You were now standing up, you and Daveed face inches away from one another.

“I’m not about to do this with you, right now. I gotta go,” Daveed stormed out with you hot on his tracks.

“Daveed we are not done with this conversation.”

"What else do you want me to say?"

"I don't know! Something, anything."

"Y/N/N, this doesn't have to change our relationship."

"But it does, you said you were coming back to the City after the movie. You doing a TV Show changes things."

"I don't think it does!"

"Come on Daveed, we've been avoiding inevitable since the day you told me about your last show. Now we have to face the inevitable," You let out a shaky breath holding back the urge to cry.

"Y/N/N, it's gonna be fine."

"How do I know that?"

"What?"

"Daveed, you won't even tell m about a fucking TV Show. How am I supposed to trust you while you're away for months!"

"Come the fuck on, Y/N. I've never given you a reason to doubt me, this is the same fucking fight we've been having the past two months. You don't trust me!"

"I don't! Daveed you don't talk to me!"

"That's a lie, Y/N/N."

"Is it? You didn't tell me about Blindspotting, Jasmine told me on accident. Daveed, you don't even tell me about those interviews. You talk to everyone else before me."

"So if you can't trust me, then what the hell are we doing?"

"I don't know."

"I'm gone." Daveed stomped out of your apartment slamming the door shut behind him.

You went to Daveed’s show the next day and even though you were still mad at him, she was still happy for him and his run at Hamilton. You became teary-eyed when the audience roared with applause while he took his final bow.

You knocked on Daveed’s dressing room hoping to talk to him especially after last night. Anthony opened the door and gave her a sympathetic smile

“Hey, Anthony, is um, Daveed in there?”

“Um, he just left, I think he went to his place.” You couldn’t hide her disappointment, he didn’t wait for you.

“But, I think he said something about hitting you up later.”

“Oh, okay. I’ll see you around,”

You can’t lie, it hurt like a bitch that Daveed left without saying anything, maybe he didn’t know she was at the show. You hadn’t talked to him since yesterday, but Daveed couldn’t think that you wouldn’t come to support him at his last show. Would he?

The whole train ride from the theater to Daveed’s place was anything but relaxing. Finally, you stood in front of his door, sighing heavily you knocked on his door. No answer, maybe he was in the shower. You knocked again, heavier this time.

“He’s gone.”

“Gone?” You whipped your head around to see Daveed’s landlord

“He’s gone,”

“Yeah, you said that when did he leave?”

“He dropped his keys off and sent his last check this morning. Haven’t seen ‘im since.”

You walked out of the apartment building in disbelief, she can’t believe he did that. You thought he would at least say goodbye, he didn’t even say goodbye, he could’ve at least said goodbye. You didn’t even mean that much to him for him to say goodbye to you.

You made it back home and headed straight to her room. As soon as your body hit the bed, you broke and sobbed into your pillow. Kendall hasn’t felt a hurt like this in a while, you opened up to him and he just ripped your heart out. The least he could’ve done was say goodbye.

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Chapter 4 – Little Orange Dress

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x OFC Black!Reader (Tierra Wright)

Word Count: 3.9K

Series Rating: M for language, sexual situations, masturbation, alcohol, and drug use. 18+ MINORS DNI

Chapter Rating: M for language and Mentions of Death.

Chapter Summary: Daveed and Tierra do a series of interviews promoting their roles on black-ish. Tierra and Shaun become closer to one another.

AN: Not beta read too lazy to do it.

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“Tierra, Shaun, do you have the song?” Russ eagerly asked, Tierra, Shaun, Ross, and Julie were meeting with execs from both of their labels to test their song. She didn’t know how, but Tierra and Shaun were able to come together and get the song done. He actually wasn’t that bad to be around even though this fake dating thing seemed to be a bit much, it was nice to finally have someone to talk to that’s also n the industry like her.

“Yeah, Shaun and I came up with a song, we’re calling it Private Dancer.” Tierra played the song for execs in the room and she nervously glanced around the room to gauge everyone’s reaction. When the song was over the execs whispered to Julie and Russ respectively, Tierra nervously glanced at Shaun who sent her a wink, she blushed slightly before turning away. When the execs left the room Julie and Russ turned to Tierra and Shaun excitedly

“They love the song!” Julie announced making Tierra let out a breath she didn’t even realize she was holding in

“They want to drop the song soon so it’s eligible for the Grammys. I think we should drop the single on Monday.” Russ went on to explain the next steps and Tierra could feel her anxiety rising slightly, everything was happening so fast and it was taking a little bit longer to comprehend everything. She tried to calm herself down before it became a full-on thing but she wasn’t doing very well.

Julie noticed Tierra’s change in breathing she signaled Russ to stop, she reached out and touched Tiera’s hand.

“Hey, you okay?” Tierra nodded her head not being able to speak right now. She swallowed dryly before abruptly standing up

“I need some air, I’ll be back.” Without as much as a second glance, Tierra left the board room and went outside to get some air. She pulled out her phone and called the first person she could think of.

“Tierra?”

“Hey Dad,”

“What’s going on sweetie, everything okay?” Tierra contemplated telling him what was going on, but she didn’t want to worry her Dad.

“Uh, yeah. I um just wanted to hear your voice. You know catch up,”

“How’s the show going?”

“It’s good, I’ve shot two episodes this season and then I have two more.”

“Tierra I am so proud of you, I always knew you were going to be somebody. If your mom were here today…” Greg drifted off

“I know Dad, I miss her too.” She heard him sniffle and clear his throat

“Um, what’s this I hear about you having a boyfriend?” Tierra rolled her eyes, her notifications have been going off the entire weekend after Shaun posted a picture of Tierra in the studio.

“He’s just a friend, Dad. I promise,”

“Mhmm, if someone gonna be dating my daughter I need to meet this young man,”

“If it goes any further I promise you’ll meet him.” She reassured

“Tierra!” She looked up and saw Shaun waiting for her.

“Dad, I gotta go. I’ll come by the house this weekend?”

“Alright, sounds good. Love you.”

“Love you too.” Tierra ended the call as soon as Shaun walked over

“What else is on your plate today?”

“I have to do some press for black-ish. I’m about to head over to my stylist to get dressed. You wanna come?”

“Yeah, I’ll drive.”

“Try on this De La Renta. I’m not feeling the way the Gucci one bunches on your chest.” Tiffany said blindly handing Tierra an orange strapless fit and flare mini dress.

“I gotta get your shoes and my sewing kit I think the top part of the dress may be a little big,” Tiffany said leaving the hotel room.

Tierra had some difficulty getting the zipper down, she looked behind her to Shaun.

“Can you help me?” Shaun got up and carefully unzipped the dress. Tierra could hear the wheels in his head turning and quickly turned to face him.

“Marvin,” Tierra warned playfully

“Damn, you gonna pull out my government?”

“I know what you’re thinking and we don’t have time for that. Plus my whole glam squad is here, what they’ll hear.”

“So? What if I want them to hear us?”

“I don’t have time.”

“We had time this morning.” He was right, before they met with their labels, Shaun came by Tierra’s place for breakfast. What was supposed to be a quick breakfast turned into Tierra being bent over the sofa and them being fifteen minutes late to their meeting.

“Okay, but after you done Imma be all up in your guts,” Shaun whispered in her ear just as Tiffany returned to the room.

“I like that one better, it fits the interview. It’s saying youthful and young and flirty.” Tiffany handed her some jewelry and gold heels.

“If they ask you, it’s Oscar De La Renta dress, the jewelry is Roberto Coin, the shoes are Giuseppe.” Tiffany listed off quickly as she sewed the top half of the dress so it wouldn’t fall down.

“Alright, I like it, what time do you have to go to the interview?” Tiffany said pleased

“I have ten minutes until I have to be down there to get mic’d up.”

“Alright, let me put some lotion on your legs, can’t have ashy knees.”

When Tierra walked out of the hotel room with Tiffany and her makeup and hairstylist in tow, they ran into Daveed who was already waiting at the elevator.

He was wearing a black Versace dress shirt with matching pants. He had on a gold chain and his hair was pulled out of his into a ponytail. If he wasn’t so infuriating Tierra would give a compliment.

As they were finishing the last touches on her hair and makeup, Tierra noticed from the corner of her eye that was Daveed was openly staring at her and didn’t care that she noticed him staring. Growing up where she did, staring meant that you had a problem and Tierra always had a solution.

They finally reached the floor and Tierra’s team stayed on while she and Daveed walked off. Tierra could still feel Daveed looking at her frustrated she whipped her body around to face him.

“What is your problem? Why do you keep staring at me?!”

“You got some lettuce in your teeth,” David said dryly as he brushed past her

Daveed would be lying if he said Tierra didn’t look good. She looked the fuck good in that dress. Her hair was pulled back out of her face, showing off those damn dimples, her make-up wasn’t too overdone, the dress showed off her toned legs and they ways heels—wait what was he thinking. This is the same woman who purposely plays her music late at night. Besides, isn’t she with that rapper guy, Shaun the whatever? Daveed couldn’t keep his eyes off of her, she reached over to press a button on the elevator and he got a whiff of her perfume, she smelled good. Daveed shook the thoughts away when she turned her body around asking what his problem was and there it goes, a reminder. Daveed grinned internally before he cleared his throat

“You got some lettuce in your teeth.” Daveed walked past her and couldn’t help the smirk that grew on his face.

“Hello everyone, it’s Joy Dixon here from Essence. So, we have Tony Award-winning actor, Daveed Diggs and singer Tierra Wright joining us today. Hello Daveed, Tierra.”

“Hey, Joy!”

“What’s good?”

“I’m so excited to have you guys joining us today. So you two are guest starring on black-ish this season can you tell us a little bit about who you’re playing?” Daveed motioned for you to go first

“Well, I’m playing a new hire at Andre’s job, Melody. She’s a breath of fresh air to the Stevens & Lido, so hopefully, I get to stick around for next season. I had a great time with everyone on set.”

“I’m playing Bow’s brother Johan, I’m crashing at their house and of course, Andre is not a fan. I absolutely love this shows, after I finished Hamilton, I was determined to get on this show.”

“Tierra, how does it feel being a new artist, you haven’t even dropped your first album yet and you’re guest-starring on one of the Top TV Shows in the country. I can’t imagine how this feels.”

“It feels so surreal, I’m sure Daveed can relate but not even a year ago I was living paycheck to paycheck now I was able to my own studio in my condo. I mean it’s not massive but things like that were only a dream.”

“Daveed do you have any advice for Tierra as someone who’s just getting into the industry?”

“I mean I’m kinda new myself, no one knew who I was until last year. Uh, Staying true to how you are. It’s a little difficult when you’re first starting out because you’re so pressured to say yes to everything. We’re celebrities but we still got bills and rent. Stay true to who you are and what type of art you want to spread.”

“Speaking of art, I heard that Lionsgate green-lit a movie that you wrote. Congratulations!”

“Thank you, uh, yeah my best friend, Rafael Casal and I wrote a movie years ago and it’s finally getting made. It’s a very exciting process.”

“That’s really exciting I can’t wait until it comes out. I’m a huge movie buff and Tierra you have your first official album coming out soon.”

“Yes, it comes out in two weeks.”

“What’s the name of the album or have you been sworn to secrecy?”

“No, I can share it it’s called Tee Time,”

“Is Speculate going to be on the album?”

“You’ll find out in two weeks.”

“I’ve been a fan for a long time since your Soundcloud days.”

“Oh gosh, not the closet EPs,” Tierra joked

“Okay before we get to the game, I heard from a little birdie that you are dating someone.” Tierra blushed at the thought of Shaun, even though at first she was totally against it she was starting to grow feelings for him. Tierra crossed her legs, causing her dress to ride up slightly showing off more of her thigh which didn’t go unsolicited by Daveed. Daveed kept looking at her dress and the way it was hugging her body, the warm color complimenting her skin perfectly like the dress was made for her.

“Daveed?”

“Huh?”

“I asked you if you were dating someone?”

“No, yeah not right now.” He answered quickly, adjusting himself in his seat.

“Tierra, any chance the person you’re ‘dating’ is Shaun Da God? We’ve been seeing some pictures on the gram.”

“I can’t confirm or deny that.” Tierra giggled

“Alright, so before we wrap up we’re going to play a game. We’re going to see how well you guys know each other.” Tierra and Daveed both blanched upon hearing that. They don’t know shit about each other, they barely talk to one another on set and when they do talk to each other, they’re arguing. They both simultaneously looked at their managers who were standing off to the side and they looked just as worried as them.

“Alright, let’s get started. What is Daveed’s favorite color?” Fuck, Tierra wished that they were made aware of the game before the interview, so maybe they would’ve had time to share their answers. Tierra guessed his favorite color it was probably red or some shit like most guys say.

“Time, show your boards.” Tierra flipped her board what’d to palm her forehead of course Daveed’s favorite color would be something she would never think of.

“Yellow?” Tierra questioned

“It’s alright we have three more rounds. You guys will be fine, alright, Daveed it’s your turn. What is Tierra’s favorite onset snack?” Damnit. Did this game just go from hard to impossible? They weren’t even on set together that much for him to notice what she ate and if they were on set they definitely didn’t eat together.

“Okay, so your answer. Daveed said trail mix. Tierra is he right?” When Tierra flipped her board she wondered if she wished hard enough would the floor swallow her to save her from this embarrassment.

“Oh. Okay...Tierra said Tea or fruit.” Joy said half-heartedly

“I um, can’t eat trail mix. I have allergies.”

It was now the end of the game and Tierra and Daveed have not gotten one question right. To say they were embarrassed was an understatement. Tierra has lost all of her confidence and wanted nothing more than to run out of the room. Joy cleared her throat.

“Do you guys want to do the last question?” Daveed looked over at Tierra and saw that was on the verge of tears. He didn’t like the girl but he doesn’t want her to have a breakdown on camera.

“Uh, we don’t have to. Can we wrap it up?” Daveed spoke up

“Sure, no problem." Joy turned to the main camera and flashed her best reporter smile, "Take 17! Alright, that is all we have for today, once again I'm Joy Dixon. Thank you so much Daveed and Tierra!”

“Thanks for having us!” Daveed spoke up again

“And CUT!” Tierra quickly stood up and tried to take her mic off. Julie was quick to her side and helped her. As soon as Tierra felt that the mic was off, she left the room.

Shaun was sitting in the hotel room watching TV when Tierra stormed in.

“Hey, Tierra—what’s wrong?” He asked taking in her appearance. Tierra looked up as if she just realized he was in the room she rushed over to him ad hugged him and finally let her tears fall down her face.

“What happened?”

“It was a bad interview,” Shaun hugged Tierra a bit tighter, trying to console her.

“Did they say something to you?”

“We had to play a game and we didn’t know anything about each other, it was embarrassing.” Tierra sniffled

“Do you have another interview today?” Tierra nodded her head

“At three,” Shaun pulled away from the hug and grabbed Tierra by the hands.

“Come here,”

“Where we going?”

“We just gonna lie down,” Tierra gave him a look and Shaun laughed

“What?”

“Because that’s what you said this morning and you made me late.”

“TeeTee, we just gonna lie down with our clothes on.”

“Okay,” Tierra let Shaun lead her to the bedroom, she sat on the edge of the bed and Shaun took her shoes off. Tierra scooted back on the bed and Shaun joined her a few moments later.

“I’ll wake you up when you have to get ready.” Tierra nodded her head and quickly drifted off to sleep drained from the interview.

Tiffany walked into the room along with Tierra’s glam squad to get her ready for her next interview.

“TeeTee!” She called out “She’s probably taking a nap,” She walked into the bedroom and smiled softly, both Shaun and Tierra had fallen asleep

“This is some cute ass couple shit,” Tiffany said to herself. She whipped out her phone and snapped a few pictures before walking over to Shaun’s Sid of the bed.

“Shaun,” Tiffany whispered stirring him awake

“Hmm?”

“I’m here a little early, for the next interview. Tierra gotta be up in like five minutes.”

“Aight, bet.” Tiffany left the bedroom camping sure to close the door behind her. Shaun, stretched his body being careful to not wake Tierra. He leaned gently started to shake her,

“Tierra, you gotta wake up.” She whined in protest

“I don’t want to.”

“You got one more interview.” Tierra groaned as she slowly sat up.

“Damn, bout time, you put your big ass head on my arm.” Shaun teased Tierra playfully hit his shoulder

“Shut up, is Tiffany here?”

“Yeah, she’s out there.” Shaun cradled her face and pressed a kiss to her forehead

“You feel better?”

“Yeah, thank you.”

“You know I got you.”

“I know.” Shaun kissed her again

“Go on and get ready. I have to go run some errands.”

“Okay, see you later?”

“Yeah,” Tierra got out of bed and walked out to the living room to start getting ready.

Tierra and Daveed had another interview but a radio station not far from the hotel. This interview was for a Sirius XM show so they don’t have to censor everything they say.

“Hello, hello! This is your girl Krissy from Krissy’s Korner Sirius XM station 96. We also have Tazz and Rah in the station this afternoon. We have a treat for you guys today, we have rapper Mr. Daveed Diggs joining us today and the ever so lovely singer Tierra joining us in the Korner today. Thank you for coming to our show!”

“Thanks for having us!” Tierra greeted

“Alright, before we get into anything can we get into this dress!” Tazz gushed

“She came in like she was trying to get a man,” Rah joked

“Maybe she wore that dress for a certain costar,” Krissy suggested making both Daveed and Tierra blush

“Daveed you like the dress she’s wearing?” Tazz pushed Daveed nervously scratched the back of his neck and chuckled

“Yeah, it looks good on her,” Daveed said avoiding eye contact

“Okay, let’s get into it, Tierra, I’m such a super fan. I’m not sure if you remember this but I met you at one of your concerts, like them underground concerts. You had just dropped your second EP and before you left you did a cover of that Minnie Ripperton song, girl! When I say I wanted to throw my shoe on stage that’s not an easy song to sing.”

“One, RIP the great Minnie Ripperton, gone way too soon, and ‘Lovin' You’ is my favorite song to sing. My mom would sing it to me when I was younger.”

“Did your mom teach you how to sing?”

“Yes, before she got really sick she taught me everything I know. My mom was a classically trained opera singer, she never really hit it big so she ended up teaching choir in the public schools, everything I know I got from my mom. I do everything for her,”

“Okay now that I got that out, Daveed I ain’t forget about you. I went to one of your concerts last year with clippng. and it was the most fun I’ve ever had. You were so engaging with the crowd. How does it feel going back and forth to acting and performing on stage?”

“Uhhhh, the difference is that you know at a concert the crowd is rapping with you you vibe off each other's energy. Even in Hamilton, by the time the songs were available on a CD, Apple Music, and all that shit, it became a rock concert. The audience knew the lyrics better than us most nights. Then, you know being in front of a camera for a movie or a show it’s just a sound stage with hella people who are secretly judging your performance. That’s why it’s great to really vibe with your cast because once you have that comradery.”

“So you guys are going to be on black-ish this upcoming season, Daveed you’re recurring and Tierra you’ll be guest starring. How was that?”

“It was absolutely amazing, black-ish is one of my favorite shows. I couldn’t believe it when I heard the news that they wanted me on the show. I had a great time,”

“I always said that after I finished my run on Hamilton I would want to be on black-ish and I leaped at the chance to be on there. I love Tracee Ellis Ross we really kicked it off when she came backstage at Hamilton.”

“Okay, so we have a little tradition here,” the other co-host said, “we have a game called ‘I Hope,’ where you gotta give a really bad scenario or situation but it has to start with ‘I hope’ y’all got it?”

“Yeah,”

“I’m cool.” Tierra and Daveed said simultaneously

“Aight, Daveed go first.”

“Okay ummm, I hope that—wait what am I allowed to say on here?” Daveed laughed

“You can say whatever you want.”

“Okay, okay, okay, umm I hope every time you start your car that bitch on E.” Krissy, Tazz, and Rah laughed and then looked at Tierra expectantly

“I hope every time you go to sleep your pillow’s hot. Hot ass pillow.”

“Damn! It’s like that? Aight, I hope every time you want some cereal your milk is sour.”

“I hope every time you bring someone to your place you ain’t got no damn condoms.”

“I hope you step in a wet spot after putting a fresh pair of socks on.” That one actually made Tierra laugh

“Aight, I hope every time you wash your dishes you touch a wet piece of food.”

“I hope every time you go to the store you’re card never goes through.”

“I hope that every time you wake up in the morning you find out your phone wasn’t charging overnight.”

“Alright, last one Daveed.”

“I hope every time you go to the pool you step on a bandaid.” After that the interview went extremely well, both Tierra and Daveed talked about their upcoming music and Daveed talked a little bit about Blindspotting. They even had an impromptu cypher between Daveed and the other co-host, Rah. This interview was going better than their previous so hopefully, the good press from this one outweighs their first one.

Daveed and Tierra left the radio station with smiles on their faces feeling good about at least one of the interviews today.

“So, that was a good interview.” Daveed started

“It was, way better than the other one.”

“Yeah, do you wanna um—”

“TeeTee!” She shot her head up and saw Shaun waiting outside for her, a bouquet of flowers in hand.

“What’s all this?” Tierra asked walking over to him, Shaun kisses her gently

“I wanted to do something nice for you after your interviews. I know you’re tired and you deserve a treat.” Shaun said while caressing her bare arms

“And we gotta show off that dress because damn!” Shaun spun Tierra around making her laugh. Tierra could feel someone looking at her and turned her head around she didn’t see anyone and shrugged her shoulders turning her attention back to Shaun and getting in the car with him.

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@theshaderoom Rapper #ShaunDaGod and singer #TierraWright were seen together at Nobu having a very intimate dinner. This comes a few days after Shaun posted a picture of Tierra in the recording booth. Tierra also posted this picture today of the two of them napping in a hotel room with the caption "Cuddle Buddies". Roomies, how do we feel about this relationship? Do you think it'll last?

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Gym Rats

Chapter Two - Table Read

Series Rating: M for language, sexual situations, explicit smut, masturbation, alcohol, and drug use. 18+ MINORS DNI

Part Two Rating: M for language

Series Summary: New actress and singer, Tierra just moved into a Condo in LA to start her career when she meets her annoying next-door neighbor will sparks fly or will they burn?

Part Two Summary: Tierra has her first table read of black-ish

Word Count: 1.4K

AN: This is kind of a filler chapter but there’s so much more to come.

Dividers by: @firefly-graphics

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Tierra bounced with excitement as she drove to ABC for her first table read. When you got the script you were cast to be a new hire at Andre’s job. That was pretty much it there was nothing else listed for your character, not even a name. Which confused her, maybe they couldn’t decide on a name.

She couldn’t keep the smile off her face while she was shown around the studio where they would be shooting. She was introduced to the hair and make-up team. Then she was shown to her trailer, she was sharing it with another recurring character. Tierra didn’t care, she was basking in the moment. She was walking around before the table read when someone called out to her.

“Hey, you’re Tierra, right?” She turned around and her function to form words and speak went out the window

“Yes, um you’re Tracee Ellis Ross!”

“Nice to meet you. I’m really excited to have you on the show. Yara listens to your music all the time.” Tracee smiled and then waved someone over

“Oh, there she is. Yara, what’s that song you always play?” It felt like Tierra’s brain was going into a short circuit. Here are these two huge celebrities talking to her like she was one of them, well, she is now.

“Oh my goodness, you’re Tierra! I’ve been so excited to meet you.” Yara said with an infectious smile on her face.

“Me too, I’m such a fan of the show.”

“Yara, what’s that song you’re always playing in your dressing room.”

“Oh, Speculate! That is my favorite song on the EP.” Tierra smiled widely, it was finally settling in that she was becoming a celebrity in her own right.

“Thank you! That means so much to me,” A bell rang throughout the studio signaling that a nearby studio was set to start filming.

“Let’s head to the table read, you can meet everyone else there.”

“Hello everyone, welcome to the table read of Season 3 Episode 2, “God”!” The director, Anton said there was light applause throughout the room. “We do have a new script and a new character that will hopefully become recurring as the show progresses, the singer, Tierra is playing a new hire at Dre’s job, her name is Melody. We also have a new recurring character for this season, Daveed Diggs,” Tierra's smile instantly dropped, she looked down at the other end of the table and saw Daveed sitting next to Marsai Martin and Jenifer Lewis. He saw her and flashed an arrogant smile and wink. In turn, she rolled her eyes at him. “Mr. Diggs has graciously joined our cast and will be acting as Rainbow’s brother, Johan.”

The table read was going great, Tierra wanted to pinch herself she was in the same room as Trace Ellis Ross, Jenifer Lewis, Anthony Anderson, and Laurence Fishbourne. It was getting ready to be her scene when the butterflies came Tierra let out a breath as she waited for her cue.

“Dre, you hear about the new hire?” Deon Cole’s character Charlie started

“Yes and I hear, it’s a black person. I swear, Rhonda coming in and she’s finally turning this place around.” Anthony Anderson responded

“Hi, I’m Melody. You must be Andre?” Tierra said confidently

“Yes, nice to meet you, Andre Johnson, senior VP.”

“Charlie, another black person,”

“Alright. So, what school did you go to?”

“I went to North Carolina A&T—”

“An HBCU?” Anthony wept

“Yeah, I majored in Marketing, I worked for a small company out there, and then I came back home to Compton—”

“I’m from Compton! Ooh, this is great, wait, wait do you know someone named Pookie?”

“Which one?”

“The Pookie that got the barbecue joint.”

“Man, Pookie my cousin!”

“Since you guys, both know Pookie,”

“Here we go,”

“Do two happen to know Helena Thorton?”

“Charlie, no one knows who that is.”

“Just asking for a friend, but if you ever run into her you don’t know me.”

“Um, is he always like that?”

“Every day.” That was the only scene you were in for the episode or so you thought until another scene came up at Andre’s job, this must be the new changes to the script.

“My daughter is lost!” Anthony said dramatically

“What’s going on?”

“Melody, my daughter doesn’t believe in God.”

“Is this conversation work appropriate?”

“I though all black people believed in God,”

“Seriously, do you guys actually have these conversations at work?”

“Josh, not all black believe in God.”

“He’s right! My Uncle Leroy is apart of Nation of Islam.”

“Charlie you’re not helping.”

“Melody what do you think? You’re black, do you believe in God?”

“Melody doesn’t think anything about this subject. This conversation is nothing but an HR investigation.”

“Oh, we don’t worry about HR now that Lucy’s gone.” The men laughed

“Dre, I just never thought that it would be possible to meet a black atheist.”

“Y’all do know that black people—you know what, nope. I’m not about to be sucked into this.”

“My baby is damned to hell, I don’t know what to do.”

“You gotta give her an exorcism, I know a guy Dre. My cousin Peanut is an exorcist but only on Tuesdays at 3:30.”

“Charlie I am not going to give Zoey an exorcism!”

“We’re not talking about Diane?”

“Charlie, what—”

“That child has had it out for me since the day I met her.”

“Look, Andre, you’re gonna have to let her find her own way.”

“Huh?”

“Listen, if you force it on her you’re gonna turn her away even more, but even if she has questions just answer them honestly.”

“Wow, thanks, Melody. Is that what your parents did to you?”

“Oh absolutely not, I don’t believe in God. My parents ruined that for me.” You laughed

"What?"

The rest of the episode played out and when they reached the last page of the episode, the director told everyone when they were shooting and their call times. Tierra was led back to her trailer, the director wanted her to stay behind to go over some things. While walking back she saw Tracee and Daveed talking to one another, she quickly looked around for another way to get by them without being seen. Tracee looked up and smiled upon seeing her and waved her over. Tierra rolled her eyes, put a smile on her face, and approached the duo.

“Hey Tierra, have you met Daveed?” She could lie, say no, and keep it pushing, but what if he already told her that they were neighbors and they just wanted to see what she would say.

“Uh, yes actually we live in the same apartment complex.”

“Oh wow, that’s cute!" Damnit.

You guys can go over your scenes together then.”

“Excuse me?”

“Kenya didn’t tell you? You and Daveed are gonna be love interests this season.” Daveed smirked at Tierra and had to force himself not to laugh at the look on her face. Tierra swallowed dryly and put on her best fake smile.

“Oh wow, that’s gonna be fun.” She said glancing at Daveed

“Can’t wait, neighbor,” Tierra could literally slap that look off his face, but he would probably like it.

“I’ll see you guys tomorrow.” Tracee waited until Tierra walked away before sending a look to Daveed who shrugged his shoulders

“What?” He laughed

“Daveed, stop fucking with her.” He held his hands up in defense

“I’m not I swear.”

“Daveed,” She said warned “I mean it,” sending one last playful glare

“Tiffany I have to kiss him twice!” Tierra said

When she looked over the new script one that included not one, but two kissing scenes with Daveed. Sighing heavily she tossed the script on her coffee table.

“TeeTee, it likes two pecks, the first one isn’t even a real kiss. It’s like a peck on the cheek.” Tiffany explained

She was right, they weren’t major kissing scenes, but still, you had to put your lips on him.

“Maybe I can tell the director that I don’t feel comfortable kissing maybe I can fake it,”

“Or maybe you can tell him that you don’t want the job anymore. Come on TeeTee!”

“I don’t like him he’s an arrogant asshole,”

“So you hate a paycheck, even more, listen I’m not your manager but you better imagine you’re kissing Idris Elba and get over it.” She didn’t want to admit it but Tiffany was right.

“Fine,”

“You acting like he’s ugly, you should just fuck him and get it over with,” Tiffany added

“Absolutely not, I’d rather fuck with Mike again.”

“Okay, he can’t be that bad. You doing the most at this point you don’t even talk to him.”

“So?”

“So, you’re basing his entire personality on one encounter.”

“Yes.” She said firmly

“You and your brother are just alike.”

“And? You make it sound like a bad thing.”

“You should maybe try it get to know him, you are going to be working together and who knows. Based on how this season goes you may be more than recurring characters on the show.”

“How would I get to know him?”

“Tierra I don’t know, bake him a cake.”

“A cake?”

“Listen, you have to work together now you could make this a great experience or a bad one.” Tierra huffed, Tierra rolled her eyes

“I have to go, I’m styling a new client. I have to shop for some new clothes.”

“Who you styling?”

“Can’t tell you. You’ll see on Instagram. Bye girl”

“Bye.”

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Round Two

Day 29 Of #RampItUp1Kinktober

​​Pairing: Bay Boys x Reader

Summary: Rafa and Daveed and Quinn go for round two.

1Kinktober Kink: Theesome

Word Count <500

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. RPF. SMUT! Read at your own risk, MMF sex, oral (m/f receiving, spit roasting, cum play, allusion to double penetration. Not Beta’d. All errors my own.

For more context read Greatest of All Time

A/N: This is for the 29th DAY of #rampitup1Kinktober! TYSM for following me! 🧡

I Do NOT Consent to my work being reposted, translated or presented on any other blog or site other than by myself.

Rafael was eating you out, spread out on the bed and going to town.

Daveed sat in the chair and watched, listening to your moans and watching your breasts as you rolled and pinched your nipples and moaned beneath Rafa’s attention.

“Fucking delicious.” Rafa looked up from between your legs.

You squirmed to the edge of the bed, watching Daveed rubbing himself in his towel, which was now making a tent.

D uncovered his cock. It was a strong, long arrow, the large mushroom tip weeping with his excitement.

You reached your arms toward him and made grabby hands. Diggs moved toward you and you started pumping him, hand sliding up and down his shaft. You turned your head towards him as Rafa ate you out, and he took the opportunity to run his leaking head against your lips.

Rafa reached up and tuned your nipples, causing you to arch your back and dig your ass into the mattress. He captured your thighs to make you inmobile as he chased your clit.

Rafa momentarily made you forget about Daveed until you opened your eyes and saw that he was stroking himself with his mouth open, eyes fixed on your face for your reaction to what Rafa was doing.

“Daveed. Need you too.”

He couldn’t help but stand up and move closer at your words.

He kept stroking and moved until his thighs hit your head. He reached down and put his hand in your hair, stroking your scalp through your dense curls.

You sucked Daveed’s balls and stroked him off while Rafa stroked your insides with his long tongue. D leaned down and kissed you while Rafa made you cum on his face.

D’s hand moved to your breast, pinching your nipple as you climbed to your high, and helping you climb higher.

Rafael and Daveed help you switch positions, head still foggy from your orgasm. And suddenly Daveed was splitting you open from the back as you tried to deep throat Rafa’s thick dick.

He was holding your hair and fucking your face faster and faster while Daveed was pulsing inside you. They both heard the sounds you were making as you slurping on Rafa’s cock and it urged them on.

“Fuck. Swallow that shit.” Rafa’s voice was smooth gravel.

And you did as Daveed pulled out and finished on your ass.

You slumped down on the bed, face first, as Rafael took the seat Daveed had occupied and smirked as his friend said, “Oh shit.”

Diggs made eye contact with Rafa.

“Gotta clean up the mess I made.”

He leaned down and licked your ass clean of his cum, including between your cheeks.

By the time he was done, you were ready for him in your tight hole as Rafa said, “Let’s ride,” as he slid underneath you and Daveed.

I hope you found it short, but sweet! 💕

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