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melaninmonroemedia · 4 years
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Tessa Thompson and Steven Yeun in Sorry to Bother You, 2018. 
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itssashleym · 6 years
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clairecreole · 4 years
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#3dayslater I am still Working on our home office and my #filming🎬 studio, while slowly planning our #wedding 👰🏽 #noupralmarye #wearegettingmarried 🥳🥳🥳 #7yearsstrong 😏 #loveislove #ambw . https://www.instagram.com/p/CD-Zyb7nAFE/?igshid=1ca018qxr1c3e
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writersblock0625 · 3 years
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THE GIFT | MYK X AMBW CHARACTER
1 :THE GIFT
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“NGL, YUNKI's gifts are always intentional & meaningful.”
Paring: YUNKI x AMBW CHARACTER
Word Count: 3.7k
Rating: 18+
Genre: Established Relationship w YUNKI
WARNINGS: fucking, fingering, oral
CHAPTERS: 01 : 02 : 03
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YUNKI said he had a gift for me, told me to dress comfy & sweats is all I've been mostly wearing. Lately I had been kinda down; Nothing's wrong, just the season. It happens a couple times a year & my therapist said it's best for me to go through the emotions than to try to block them. It's Spring & the passing of my father seems to get harder every year.
I had been extra needy in the cuddles department with YUNKI & I told him I wanted to be held a lot more during times like these, but especially during the spring. I get dressed in black joggers, one of YUNKI's FG's black hoodies, & grab my black/blue high top vans. I head to our elevator & head to the lobby. YUNKI said the driver will take me to my gift & he'll meet me there after he's done at the studio. I spot the driver in the lobby & follow him outside to the SUV. I hop in & thank the driver as he closes the door. Once we started off I asked him if he had any idea to what the gift may be & he said no with a happy smile. He knew what it was, YUNKI loved gushing to the driver about the gifts he got me, THIS I knew. I said ok with a smirk upon my face.
NGL, YUNKI's gifts are always intentional & meaningful. So I started racking my brain on what it could be. There hasn't been anything I could recall that would move him to do such a thing but then again we never really needed a reason to get each other gifts. We would just do it, sometimes planned or not. The warmth of the other smiling from ear to ear was enough. Imagining his gummy smile with the last gift I got him, now has me grinning with the memory of that night.
I had noticed he started to doodle small things on anything he could find when lyrics would come to mind. He would tear them off ,if he could, and place them in another book. I had got him a book where it had perforated left edges & made a small binder with protected film pages so he could slide the drawings in there. I wasn't looking for the book but when I came across it at the bookstore one day, I had to grab a few. He goes through notebooks pretty fast so grabbing 4 wasn't too much. The look on his face when I gave it to him after dinner one night & how I had collected all his other drawings & made a place for them was so lovely. It wasn't until he kissed me is how I knew this meant a lot to him.
We were next to each other, diagonally, at the island in the kitchen. He had gotten up from the bar stool & turned me to face him. I was grinning from ear to ear seeing how happy he was, I was sitting on my hands trying to contain my excitement but he could tell I wanted to explode with joy. He lifted my chin & brought his lips to mine. At first I was just happy he enjoyed the gift, but the unforeseen intensity of the kiss shocked me.
His hand lifted my chin to graze my left jawline twice over. That same hand, with the lightest touch, graze down my left arm sending chills over me. His lips left mine & found a way down the right side of my neck to my collarbone & that right hand found the small place on my lower back. I had let out a combination of a gasp & moan. I hadn't notice but in that instance, he had moved me off the bar stool, my left hand in his hair, massaging & the other clawing at his back. He moved his mouth back up my neck, to my ear. Biting my ear lope, he says "seonmul gomabseubnida" in his low range. All I could manage was "mmh". His large hands still mapping my frame like he was slowing trying to find new areas to explore. He chuckles while he has me pressed against him & the vibration from his chest lets another moan escape me.
He attempts to walk me to our bedroom while keeping me entranced but my legs give way. His lips leave my neck as he scoops me up & he says "I'm going to thank you properly now." I could fully feel his erection now & with his lips back onto mine, I'm completely weak for him. Once in our bedroom he lays me on the bed, kisses still holding their intensity, his massive hands caressing my frame more, my legs rubbing against his sides.
Damn these clothes were blocking us. It was like we were expecting them to just fall off on their own without us breaking contact. His kisses moved down to my chest & I maneuvered his black fitted tshirt off. He lifted my yellow knit sweater to kiss my hips, leaving a trail across my stomach to the other side. He too, maneuvered my sweater off of me. His lips back on mine, his chest fully on mine & our damn pants! I moved my hands down his frame to his pants & ran a finger across the front & start to unbuckle them. He started to unbuckle mine & they are finally off.
He's back between my bare legs with our lips crashing into one another. Skin to skin contact for us always sent us to ecstasy but tonight it is so much more. A shockwave to our senses with every touch on each other's skin. Kisses that raises our body temperatures higher. It's getting hot. He presses his dick into my throbbing pussy & a soft moan escapes me. He takes my bra off & starts sucking one breast & massaging the other. My back arcs & my legs rub up against his sides, locking them around his waist. His right hand moves from my left breast, down my frame, & into my black lace panties. I squeeze his right bicep at the pressure of 2 fingers sliding into my entry & let out a loud moan.
"Mmmh, I'm starting to get thirsty." YUNKI whispers in my ear. 
I'm SOAKED. I knew I was wet, but tonight I am soaked. I could feel how wet I was against his long fingers but also the subtle sound she made with him pumping in & out. He would slowly circle my clit with his thumb when he would pump in & it sent my head spinning. He curved his fingers slightly & starting pumping faster. Playful bites on lips in between kisses, eyes locked onto each other. I can feel his dick pulsating against my thigh. My pussy throbbing, close to climax. My breathing got faster, my moans louder & he was eating it up. He would speed up & slow down just on the brink of my climax. & just when I thought I was gonna scream from not cumming, he whispers,"Cum,baby". On command I release, moaning & screaming his name of praise. A small shudder overcomes my body as if I caught a chill. He pulls his two fingers from me & sucks them clean while staring at me.
"Mmmh", he says, "I'm still parched, mind if I drink you?"
I bite my lip & say "Yes, Daddy."
His kisses are hot & cold leaving a trail from my ear, down the middle of my breasts, winding around my stomach, & his hands...his hands palming my breasts, massaging them slowly. I place my hands over his, caressing him, needing to touch him. I knew what was coming next but I was nervous this time. I let out a yelp once he kissed my inner left thigh. He chuckled. His hands left my breasts & found their way around both my thighs. Him leaving kisses on each one as he massages them. He spreads me further open for him to view me. He gives a sigh of relief, admiring his work from just moments ago. He kisses my pussy lips, making out with her & he slips his tongue in. His tongue making laps up & down, him sucking my clit.
"OH, DADDY!" I say loudly in a soft tone.
I'm starting to squirm under his grip on me. He pulls me closer to his face, locking his arms around my thighs. Thrusting his tongue in & out of me & Slurping up all my juices. He's started to roll his tongue on me & I reach to rub his head. Moving my hips in motion with his mouth. I'm starting to tense up & if I stretch it out, I may get a charlie horse in my leg. He's back on my clit & I can't take it.
"YUNKI?" I breathe
A hard slap against my right thigh from him, my manners.
"D-Daddy, I-I can't-OOOO-" I say
"Not until I say" he demands
I'm reaching out to either side of me, my back arcs, his tongue still doing laps against my clit. I'm starting to convulse under him & then-
"Cum, baby" he commands
"AAAAHHH! YUNKI!" I scream.
I sit up at an angle with him still devouring me, gazing up at me, keeping a tight grip on my thighs. Riding his face from this angle is INTENSE. This incredible high he has given me makes me want more. As I descend back to the bed, feeling he has left me vacant, pussy still throbbing with hella sensitivity, I feel him slowly enter me with his harden dick.
"YUNKI!" I moaned & another slap is followed but against my left thigh.
"FUCK,Babygirl! You're so tight right now, shit!" He grunts out feeling the pressure my pussy walls is putting on him
Oh shit! My pussy was still pulsing but she was tight. Slowly he pushes to his limited & thrusts his legs against mine to get me into position. He leans down & kisses me passionately, tasting my sweetness still on his tongue. He pulls away, only enough to get me to lock eyes with him.
"You ready for your 'thank you'?", He asks
I looked at him dazed from earlier but a little confused. He started slowly pumping in & out of me now.
"Wasn't my 'thank you' earlier & just now?" I ask
He chuckles, "No, that was mostly for me."
His pumping is getting a little faster now. The mixture of pain & pleasure is sending me to another plane of existence. I bite my lip, close my eyes & let out a moan. As he lowers himself into my neck, he lets out a low growl. It sends a chill up my spine that I had to physically follow with a body roll. THAT caught him by surprise.
"Oh?" He sucks air between clenched teeth. "You're ready."
As he continues to pump in & out of me, he palms my breast to massage them while I moan, I tousled his hair & massaged his back. He brings his lips to mine & we kiss, more teasingly. His pumping gets faster & I can feel the pull that she's getting to her breaking point again. He takes his hands off my breasts, remove my hands from him & I whimper from lost of contact. He slowly slides my arms above my head & holds them together at the wrist with his right hand. My small wrists fit so comfortably in his hand. With his left hand he traces the left side of my body & he watches as his hand causes me to squirm at his intoxicating touch. His hand round my left thigh & hikes it up towards my chest. YUNKI leans forward & starts pumping vigorously with the sound of skin slapping & my moans becoming more erratic. Looking down to see his dick coated from my juices & how he can make me feel the way I feel right now. My gaze following up his frame to land on his eyes. He's been watching me & it makes me nervous & hot. Knowing i can't touch him, I squirm my wrists a bit to let him know I wanna touch him.
"Not yet, baby, you haven't gotten your 'thank you' yet" he replies as he gazes over my frame
His pumping is getting faster & I'm starting to feel the height of my climax coming, at last. But YUNKI slows down again. Ugh! I can't take this. His long, drawn out strokes! He would pull out super slow & then thrust back into me fast.
"You don't like my long dick strokes, babygirl?" He coos into the side of my neck
"I love your long dick strokes" I coo back in a shuddered voice. "But what's making me whimper is this edging." I whine
"Well, you still need to be reprimanded for the incorrect name you've used twice tonight." He said with a teasing bit of dominance. It sends a chill over me that I cannot physically stop my body from reacting.
At that moment, he saw his chance. He held my wrists tighter, lifted my leg a bit higher & started pumping faster into me. Titties bouncing uncontrollably, the smacking of skin, his grunts, my moans, the tight pull my pussy is doing to warn us of my undoing. Just then YUNKI lowers his face to mine, foreheads touching.
"Cum with me & don't look away or close your eyes. Stay with me." YUNKI whispers
With his last three pumps, we came undone together. Screaming & grunting looking at each other. Him riding out my orgasm to the fullest. He kisses me passionately & cups my face & says, "thank you."
The driver has been calling my name for some time now & I don't know when I dozed off into that memory or when we arrive at the gift's location. The concerned look on his face goes away when I look up at him & yawn.
"Nice nap?" The driver asks
"Yes." Stretching my arms out
He holds out his hand to help me out & we are at a dance studio. What on earth could I possibly be getting at a dance studio? I chuckle to myself & follow the driver inside. We are greeted by two people who looks as if they just finished a class. Both of them glistening in sweat. They introduce themselves as Yoonyeon & Jun. The driver explains a private room had been set up for me for 2 hrs. He gives them my name & they locate it from a schedule at the desk. Yoonyeon said she would lead us to the room & explains they were instructed to start the time once the shoes were on my feet. SHOES?! I haven't expressed any need or desire to dance. All I could do was laugh. Yoonyeon looks at me questionably & I explain it's a gift from my boyfriend. Spring time is usually a sad time for me so he's doing a great job bringing a smile to my face. She places her hands over her heart & says, "awww, how sweet of him." We get to the room & she lets me in. I turn around to notice the driver didn't follow, so I start to speak but he beats me to my question.
"I'll be waiting for Sir Min so I can show him where you are." He smiles at me with somber eyes. He DEFINITELY knows what the gift is & I can tell by his face, I may cry tonight. I wave goodbye for now & the door is closed. I look around the room for a shoebox and see a black box in front of the mirrors with a cream envelope on top. I go and sit in front of the box, cross legged, to read the letter from my YUNKI.
The envelope reads To My Sweetest World
*opens letter*
Dear 𝙀𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙖,
If you haven't opened the box, do so now, otherwise the letter won't make much sense.
I sat the letter down to open the black shoebox. Black tissue paper incase them & as I unfold them, they revealed deep forest green ballet pointe shoes. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I had mentioned ballet to him maybe once or twice when we first met & that was over 2 years ago! I picked up the letter again & began to read.
Dear 𝙀𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙖,
If you haven't opened the box, do so now, otherwise the letter won't make much sense.
How do you like them? I hope they are as gorgeous as you are to me. It must come to you as a shock that I remembered something that you only mentioned twice when we first met. Min Holly running into you at the park must have been fate, because even then I had hope it would be you. When you spoke of wanting to be a ballerina as a young child & didn't get to try it out because you feel your parents fear of racism & oppression would hinder you more as a little black girl, I wanted to do something then. In that moment I wanted to see you shine with joy that I couldn't imagine just from seeing you smile from the memory of you in a sliver tutu, twirling around once your father got home from work.
At this point of the letter I'm in tears & need to keep them from getting the letter wet. How...why...he remembered such detail! After wiping my tears, I go back to reading the letter.
I know you've never had professional lessons & there's probably strict rules with new shoes, but I would like for you to try. Try putting them on, standing in them, or maybe a small spin. I'll be there soon to watch the joy stretch across your face as you enjoy this little piece of happiness.
Sincerely,
Your Min Yunki
I..I don't know what to say. Our gifts are always meaningful & intentional. Often than not, they aren't planned. THIS was planned. He’s calculated this since the day we met. I've been in this man's heart since day one. Part of that scares me because there were probably many a days where he doubted if I would give him a chance. As a black woman you can't get your hopes up about being with someone outside of your race, let alone with your own race half the time. To not be seen as person with the possibility of having the same interests as you & only as a sex fantasy/object, it's hard to drift. But HE did, the ENTIRE time. I put the letter back in the envelope, I took off my vans/socks & pull out one of the ballet pointes. I remember seeing videos of ballerinas bending the shoes & even burning the tips of the shoes. I was just trying them on but I went ahead and bended them. The color of them was so vibrant. Dark green is my favorite color but something about that color against my brown skin was so beautiful. I hiked up the bottom of my sweatpants & started to lace the shoes around my small ankles. Just then I heard the dance room door open, it's was him, MY Min Yunki. He was wearing black slim fitted jeans with a black button down shirt. He had zip up hoodie on & a wool coat over it. I got up and ran straight to him, tears re-wetting my face. I throw my arms around his shoulders, his wrapped around my waist.
"How?! How did you plan this? How did you even guess my size?" I cry into his neck
"I've been planning this for a while & I had to be sure you wouldn't expect it. You remember that random girls day you had with Hoseok's sister, Jisoo?" He states
I nod into his chest & he starts to walk us over to a bench adjacent to the door. We sit, me still holding onto him, him still holding onto me.
"Well, that day wasn't so random. Jisoo did want to hang out with you, but I added in some things to the day to help with my planning." As He spoke fondly as he remembered planning that day.
I looked up at him in complete awe of how far he went to do this amazingly simple gift, for me.
"The art gallery she was planning with you had an artist that solely paints ballerinas & IF you spoke of wanting to try ballet, I made the suggestion of going to a class later that day where they would size you. She,in turn,would relay that information to me. What I didn't expect was her description of the excitement you had when you were in class. It's something I've been wanting to experience the entire time I've known you." As he cups my face & I lean into his touch, he wipes the few tears that have escaped my eyes. I look back up at him & kiss him passionately. I have never been more lucky than I am right now with Min Yunki.
After a few intense kisses, I pull my lips away from him leaning my forehead against his.
"May I thank you properly now?" I ask him
He chuckles, "We still have about an hour & 45 min left. And I have yet to see my babygirl spin for me."
I smile & let out a little laugh, "Would you mind helping me up so I can get adjusted?"
I place another kiss on his lips & as he rises to his feet, he grips both of my hands, his palms facing up. He walks me away from the bench, I look at him, take a deep breath & stand on my tip toes. I smile at him with the biggest smile I've probably had in years since my fathers death. I pick my feet up one at a time & giggle at what I'm doing. Yunki looks at me & gives me a nod.
"Let's try walking, in small steps, in a circle around me." He says to me. The look I gave him of shock at losing his touch & fear I may fall. He reassures me as if he read my thoughts.
"I won't let go of you,ever" as he squeezes my hands, & he begins to walk me in a circle around him in my new ballet pointe shoes.
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seonmul gomabseubnida - 선물 고맙습니다 - (for the) gift thank you
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CHAPTERS: 01 : 02 : 03
THE GIFT MASTERLIST
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Tokyo in NYC- An Asian Black Love Story
Hello Everyone ! Here is a beautiful gem. Check out this short film called " Tokyo in NYC" -"Tokyo in NYC follows a Japanese man who at the height of a pandemic courts his Haitian love interest by taking her around places in NYC that remind him of home."     I had an opportunity to view this in advance and it was wonderful! I would certainly love to see the full story. I am looking forward to the leading lady's side of the story and what drives her to choose him.     We can help bring this story to life in it's full format by donating if you can at the link below. And there is more we can have a zoom session and watch this short film. Is anyone interested in viewing this weekend? or next ?  #movies #support        https://igg.me/at/TokyoinNYC
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bangtanlalaland · 5 years
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mzhoopz23 · 7 years
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Film Thesis
Hello my fellow Thumblrs,
First, I like to thank you for taking the time in reading this post. I'm a Graduate film student in the mist of doing my thesis project. And, I could use some help.
I am doing a short fiction film about biracial identity, specifically about a Black and Asian female photographer. The major premise of the film is how she finds herself through photography.
I am looking to have an open discussion with anyone who is biracial; And, wouldn't mind sharing their experiences with me?
As a filmmaker, I believe in representation and connectivity. And although, I am not biracial, I wish to respect, as well as be mindful, to other people's' stories. If anyone can help in any way, I would greatly appreciate it.
Again, thank you for your time.
P.S. You may reach out anonymously.
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AMBW DATING GOT7💕💕💕🍫- BAMBAM
Bambam and you would be tht couple tht jokes around a lot. Always laughing, pulling pranks at each other, and just having fun. When you go out and explore together it always becoming a photoshoot for insta. (Aka the cutest swirl Instagram couple EVER😊😏) Y'all also film couple challenges and vlogs together for your YouTube channel. (Yes, u two would have a channel together lol) Bambam would sometimes just stare at you while you’re rambling or on your phone not rlly paying attention.
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demiebby · 7 years
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Friend-zone [Christian Yu x OC [AMBW]]
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Characters: Christian Yu and Janet
Genre: Angst, Friendzone, Romance
Crush. The word had many meanings, yet in Christian’s case he had an a eye for a girl. To him this girl is not just a girl you’ll come across on the street. No. His person of interest was like a rare gem. One that you’d have to look for closely and cautiously through the multiple of precious stones. His gem was full of life, optimistic, kind-hearted, and a feisty one. Feisty with her witty comebacks and snappy comments.
Christian’s gem was no other than Janet. Her square-shaped head sustained high perky cheekbones and a small chin. Upon her warm brown skin appeared to be no flaws or blemishes. Besides from the dark circles on her lower lids that she complained, but Christian adored. At the times she would smile broadly to show off those pearly white teeth, Christian’s heart would flutter. The corners of her lips would reach up to her round hooded eyes. Eyes that she’d emphasize with smoky black and brown eyeshadows. He didn’t understood why she did that, but when he caught of gist of it he got the picture. Followed by her sultry hooded eyes was her small stout lips. Lips that Christian every now and then be curious about their feel, taste, and oddly smell. In addition, was her fair bulbous nose.
There were times when Janet would doubt her appearance of her face and body. She’ll say that her nose was too wide or her breasts were too small. Janet had a diamond shaped body. Small narrow shoulders, wide thick hips and a little round butt to complete it. Not only that, she was shorter than him too. Christian isn’t as tall as 6 feet, though when Janet’s around him it makes him feel that way. The girl’s head reaches his shoulders and there are times when she has to look up at him just to continue with a conversation. It was adorable in its own way.
He became friends with Janet through Dabin. Dabin introduced them to each other and they quickly became close over their interests in film-making and production. Janet had produced music videos for underground artists in the States. Her visuals to Christian were stunning. He liked using cool colors and animated transitions in his videos as for Janet enjoyed bright, vivid colors and smooth development.
As much as Christian liked being friends with Janet there a void that he couldn’t seem to get rid of. He acknowledged that he had a crush on Janet. Dabin knew it. His friends knew it. Except for Janet. As much as she look into her videos, she could never see the signals that Christian would throw at her. Long ago, Christian had asked Janet her ideal type. She described her ideal type to be a bad boy. Brawny muscles, lots of tattoos, and piercings. He fitted into that category, and his next question was if he was one of them.
Janet’s face looked at him blankly and she bursted into laughter. Unknowingly she crushed his heart. Her words were painful to hear, “No! Christian, I don’t see you in that way.”
After that he chose not to bring up anything like that again. For fear of getting caught and his emotions towards Janet rejected. For the passing months, Christian had been mute of his love to Janet. Everyday he’d wake up to thoughts of Janet and every night he’d go to sleep with them. It wasn’t affecting his work, but it was noticed by Dabin.
Dabin noticed Christian come out to be lost in thought at times. He’d have to pull him out from the trance by shouting his name or either tapping him firmly on the shoulder. It was tiring and Dabin wished for nothing but for Janet to become aware of this.
So he advised a plan. A project that he called, “Get Christian to admit his feelings to Janet and hopeful they’ll prosper if Janet says yes” He called up for Janet to show up to Christian’s flat and fabricated a story that he wanted their advice on picking up girls.
Surprisingly Janet agreed and she was on her way to Christian’s flat.
Christian and Dabin was in Christian’s kitchen. The latter making himself a meal for lunch since he purposefully skipped out on breakfast that day. He was cooking up a plate of seasoned green beans, sliced carrots, red peppers, white enriched rice, and a lemon garlic beef tenderloin.
“So what you just do is sprinkle the garlic salt,” Christian reaches out to grab a container of garlic salt, sprinkling the seasoning over the tenderloin and then flipping it over with the spatula. “Flip it, then let it cook for I think ten minutes.” He explains to Dabin.
Dabin rubs his hand across his face and nods his head at the sight of the tenderloin. “Why for ten minutes though?” He queried.
Christian replies, “Because I like my steaks medium rare and it takes a while for them to get that way when you cook it on medium-low temp.” He grabs a hold of the skillet’s handle and sizzles the tenderloin upon the pan.
Just then a knock on the door had their attention. Dabin knew who it was, except for Christian who was curious to know. He places the spatula on the counter and leaves out the kitchen to the foyer. The director opens the door to see Janet behind it.
The woman is dressed comfy in a cotton baby pink cropped hoodie, matching colored capri sweatpants, white Fenty x Puma slides, and holding her ideal cream Michael Kors handbag. Black square-shaped sunglasses shield her sensual brown eyes from Christian’s.
Janet beams upon seeing Christian, “Hey there Chris, how are you baby?” Immediately he’s pulled into an embrace. Her arms wrapped around his neck and her chin resting on his shoulders.
He hugs her back letting out a meek laugh and watches her pull away. “I’m doing good, come on in.”
She’s invited into the apartment and makes herself at home on his sofa. When he’s finished cooking in the kitchen with Dabin, Christian and him go into the den to meet with Janet. They take a seat on the white suede couch. Janet looks over to Dabin, her legs crossed. She had an aura about her that was overwhelmingly high and mighty. It was similar to being in the presence of a noble, a goddess, a queen or someone of a higher status. It felt surreal.
Janet was the first to speak, she kicks off her slides and folded her legs on the couch. She shifts her body to face Dabin, the male hunched over with his hands in his grasps. He feigned distraught. “So Dabin, what is your problem with picking up girls?”
Christian, with a mouth full of food, dumbfoundedly repeated, “Picking up girls?” He covered his mouth with his hand, chewing and then swallowed the food. He adds, “You never told me this.”
“Uh, yeah I need help with picking up girls! There’s this girl that I have my eyes on, but she’s not noticing my signs. I mean, I could tell her that I like her to her face and she just might say ‘I like you too Dabin!’” He frantically explains.
Janet runs her fingers through her Senegalese twists and purses her lips at Dabin. Meanwhile Christian is perplexed. Dabin’s story sounds all too similar to his own. What was he doing?
The girl comments, “She sounds oblivious. Why don’t you try to pull her aside and just tell her in private? Have you tried doing that?”
Dabin shook his head, “No I never did.”
“That’s your problem!” Janet screeches excitedly, she points to Dabin, “You have to tell her! If she rejects you then she doesn’t know what she’s missing out on! You’re an amazing guy Dabin. Hell, I would date you if I could!”
Dabin smiles at Janet’s response, and he asks, “You would date me?” She nods her head eagerly, “What’s stopping you?”
“I don’t have to tell you everything now.” She sassed, rolling her eyes playfully at the Korean. “Just now that Miss Janet has a crush on someone right now okay?”
Christian slumps in his seat at the mention of that. Dabin notices and he piques, “Who do you have a crush on?”
“Boy didn’t I just tell you I’m not gonna tell a soul? You’re trying to dig into deep now Da.”
The director clears his throat and both look at him. He says in an undertone, “Could I talk to you in private Janet?”
Janet’s eyes go from Dabin to Christian. The man stands up from the sofa, holding a hand out to Janet and the girl tentatively nods her head. She takes Christian’s hand in her own, not noticing the smirk on Dabin’s face.
‘Make this work Christian.’
The two go into Christian’s workspace in the flat. He’s sitting in his chair and Janet’s standing up looking at the man. Her eyes take in the gray hoodie that’s covering up the tattoos, black shorts, and white sneakers (probably Lebrons) he’s wearing. She sees that his usual messy hair is in a bun, a small fringe sticking out from the right. Her hand rubs on her arm up and down while she stands in Christian’s existence.
Janet said softly, “So what is it that you wanted to tell me?”
Christian’s eyes go to the floor. He scans through the floor for answers as he gathers his words. He was going to confess to Janet that he liked her. Finally admit to the girl that he had a crush on her. A pessimistic thought of her rejecting him came into his head, but he shook the image of it away. He wanted to remain positive. Even if she said no. As long as he had the courage to tell her then Christian could get this weight off of his shoulders and return back to his usual life.
“I like you Janet.” He confesses, “I’ve liked you for a while now. Probably since we first met and I haven’t been able to tell you because I’ve been afraid you were going to reject me. I had thought about the time when I asked if I fit into your type and you told me no. That made this… this hindrance into me confessing to you.”
Janet let out a long breath that she didn’t know she was holding. Her tongue swiped at her bottom lip and she leans her backside against the desk. “Um… I lied.” She revealed, “I wanted to tell you that I liked you then, but I assumed you weren’t into black girls.”
“What?” Christian blurts out, “Janet my eyes see no discrimination. I see no color. I’m attracted to you physically and emotionally. You’re a wonderful person inside and out. The sass, the passion you have for film-making, and the kind spirit that’s in you. That’s what I want.” He stands from the chair, “I don’t care if you’re black, white, hispanic, or an alien. I admire you. There’s not many girls on this Earth like you. You are one of a kind.” He pauses for a moment.
“Wow…” Janet awes, she takes a step to Christian her hands grabbing his, lifting them up to her chest. “I didn’t know you thought of me like that. I didn’t know you’re interested in me.”
He interjects, “Vice versa.” Christian asks, “So… does this mean I have a chance with you?”
Janet sucks her teeth at the man, “Boy what do you think? Yes you do!”
Two strong arms engulf Janet’s body in an embrace. Her head pressed on Christian’s chest. A bubbly laugh leaves from her, Christian soon joining in. Their soft laughs become loud guffaws as they both realized they had closeted love for one another. Janet lifts her head up at Christian’s face just admiring his features before shyly hiding hers into his chest. A little uncharacteristic of her, yet she’s pleased to know that she’s Christian’s woman.
All thanks to Dabin.
A/N: Crappy af towards the end!!
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melaninmonroemedia · 4 years
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Ini Dima-Okoji and Ruslaan Mumtaz in Namaste Wahala, 2020. 
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asianblackcouples · 7 years
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William Jeon, Asian American, and Stacey Malone, African American, star as an AMBW couple in the upcoming feature film called "I'm Having An Affair With My Wife". Can't wait to see it! Go support them now at https://www.seedandspark.com/fund/affair-movie#wishlist
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Shinee, Onew , daddy kinkand AMBW
Jinki never found himself to really like darker skinned women, especially not black..but here is with his precious sweet girlfriend...and you preen with such contentment because he is lavishing you with hot, open mouthed kisses as his mouth works lower. Braided, black hair is a mess, spread beneath your head and across he pillow in a sinful array of beauty. With each touch to the bronzed, dark skin you felt alive. Felt loved and wanted and needed. Jinki was a simple man. You me while he was filming Eat, Sleep, Eat and kept in contact and now here you were. His beloved queen, his goddess. A flat, heavy tongue licks along your core, hands spreading apart your thick, supple thighs so he could better eat you out. It takes all your strength to not thrust up, he is so strong, but you don't because you like the feeling of being pinned as he ravishes you with his tongue. "Daddy~~" you whine and his only response is a hum before kissing back up, capturing lips into a heated frenzy until they swollen and red and shinmering with spit and your own juices. The taste is unique, not unwanted in a sense, but it was odd and tangy and slightly sweet. Both of you were panting and wanting and he seemed to know, seemed to always know because he was your Sir, your Daddy. His pants are discarded, member standing at full mass and god you couldnt wait to feel that monster of a cock stretch you so wide and fill you up. He is gentle though and takes time to prep you, asks you softly if you are fine. You assure him, he could never hurt you and you wanted this for so long now. "Please..."The simple command is all he needs as he pushes in, inch by inch and as he does he continues to praise you, calls you his perfect baby, his sexy, beautiful angel. His dark skinned beauty. You eat it up, barely noticing the slight pain. At last he is in you and the sudden fullness had you moaning his name. Calling for him to move. Move he did and it was slow, gentle and hard. You could feel every movement and every pulse of his cock. The pace grew faster and more erratic until you both came with a shout. The high gone you snuggle together as he gently strokes your hair, tucks some behind your ear. He doesnt care what the netizens think, he loves you and thats all that matter.
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prettytrifling · 5 years
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Also I read the Misadventures of Awkward Black Girl and the book actually made me dislike Issa Rae? 
On one level it was the poor writing but on the other level finding out she was a serial cheater, not really that awkward outside of her early childhood and web-show, and didn’t delve into anything that made her famous(what its like to make web & tv shows or being funny). It really felt like a waste of time once I realized I was reading about the 6+ dudes, who are all fine, that she cheated on instead of learning anything of value. This chapter came almost at the end of the book...with no point at all and later chapters should have their shit together.
Also the offensive AMBW chapter where Filipinos are called the blacks of Asians and one, black, friend being described as having “chinky” eyes. Yes she used the slur flat-out.
The book also really lacked a struggle that readers can relate to to. Without the “awkward” lifeline this book isn’t worth reading. Issa Rae had a rich doctor father and went to college for film-making, kept at it, and then got an HBO show. Which is inspiring(and extremely boring) but the book felt self-centered in a way.
It makes me want to never watch Insecure especially since I hear it feels like Girls with Issa’s character showing the same level of selfish/self-centered nature that I can feel in this book. But I could of came in reading with a wrong mindset wanting to hear more about how its feels to be a creator instead of a mass of essays about her life with only one funny joke per 50 pages.
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Taylour Paige and Taylor Takahashi in Boogie, 2021.
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luannpat · 3 years
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Watch "Asian Men Black Women Couple Dating Short Film (AMBW)" on YouTube
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luannpat · 7 years
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BW writes a novel for her AMBW daughter, gets made into a film starring a WMBW actress
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