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elocinnicole · 6 months

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Much Needed Break

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x Black!Reader

Rating: 18+ SMUT (oral f receiving, unprotected sex, foreplay)

Requested: No

Summary: Starting to feel burnt out and Reader gets a surprise from Daveed.

Note: I’ve been writing like crazy y’all. These past few fics have been WIP’s that have been collecting dust on my laptop. I took a sick day earlier this week and have been finishing up these WIPs I hope you enjoy!

Word Count: 3K

Whoever said being a Mom is a beautiful experience, fucking lied. Never in your life have you wanted to be more alone than this moment right now. Daniel had a meltdown in the middle of the store because they were sold out his favorite cereal and refused to pick a different one. Ari has been going through diapers like tic-tacs. The last pregnancy you couldn’t produce enough milk, now it seems like you had to pump every hour or you’ll start leaking through your clothes. You were still healing from your C-Section with Ari which made dealing with everything that much more painful. The plan was to have a home birth but Ari was breech which made you have the C-Section and pushed back you filming the newest season of Bridgerton.

“Maybe you need a break.” Jasmine suggested

“I mean Daveed’s movie premiere is tomorrow. We got a hotel for the night.”

“No, that is not a break. You need a getaway with your husband.”

“I don’t know, I don’t have the time and I feel like even if we do go on a trip, I’m gonna be too tired to do anything.” You’re finding it harder and harder to get up each morning, since Daveed is in the middle of filming his days were early and long. Meaning he wasn’t there to help you in the morning with the kids. You really didn’t want to hire anybody but maybe you need to, at least until you’ve finished filming.

“My Fenty came in today so I thought I could put it on and see what happens.”

“See what happens? Girl I ain’t know it was this bad. You need to get that back broke like a glow stick.”

“When do we have the time Jazz? Between the Bluey marathon or Gracie’s Corner?”

“That’s a start but I still think the two of you need a break. Mainly you.”

“We’re getting a hotel tomorrow.” You reasoned

“Girl, a break from the kids, LA, your house.”

“Maybe you’re right, I’ll talk to Daveed about it.”

“I am. I’ll talk to you later.”

“Alright girl, bye.”

You heard a car door shut, and eagerly ran downstairs to get ready. You’ve been missing, Daveed…a lot. Not only were you filming a show, but you’re also only four months postpartum, adjusting to being parents for two under the age of five, and Daveed filming his movie over seas, the time to be intimate was almost nonexistent. You went into the kitchen and poured yourself and Daveed a glass of wine before heading back upstairs to wait for him. The kids were asleep, candles were lit, you had a bath waiting for the two of you upstairs. You had everything planned.

You waited and waited for Daveed to come upstairs, but it’s already been ten minutes. You tried to stay awake but the exhaustion from your busy day took over and you fell asleep.

When you woke up, there was a blanket placed over you and the wine glasses from last night were gone. You got out of bed you glanced at the clock, and it was only 8:00 AM. You checked on Daniel and Ari, and they were already out of bed. Daveed must’ve taken them downstairs.

You walked into the kitchen, and you should’ve been grateful to see your husband making breakfast but the only thing you could think about is the mess he’s making while doing it.

“Morning! I didn’t want to walk you, Ari was fussy, so I gave her a bath. By then, Daniel was already up so I figured we’d get breakfast started.”

“We made you breakfast, Mommy.” Daniel smiled; face covered in syrup. Daveed smiled you tried to return it, but you walked over to the highchairs where your children were nestled safely, kissing their foreheads. You made yourself a cup of coffee and went to sit in the sunroom alone.

You were torn at your feelings; you’ve been waiting for the day when Daveed woke up with you and had breakfast as a family. The one thing you wanted to do right now had some peace and quiet to yourself. You’ve been in Mommy mode for the last three years and you were exhausted. Not that Daveed wasn’t present, but you were the one who got the phone calls from daycare, took Daniel to the dentist and doctor. Ari was breastfed and since Daveed started filming soon after she was born, she was a “Mommy’s Girl”. Which left you very little time to be alone as Ari would refuse to go to anyone even sometimes Daveed.

“I made you a plate.” You turned to see Daveed standing in the doorway with a breakfast tray for you. You felt a pang of guilt, Daveed probably wanted to spend time with you but then you remembered that Daveed didn’t come to bed last night.

“Thanks.”

“Babe—”

“What did you do last night when you came home?”

“I-I was uh…playing video games?”

“Why are you saying it like it’s a question, were you or weren’t you?”

“I was, it was a long day and I needed to unwind.”

“Okay, thanks for the breakfast.” You said, unsatisfied with his answer.

“Babe, I’m sorry I didn’t come to bed sooner. By the time I came up you were already sleep and I didn’t want to wake you. I didn’t know you had planned something—”

“It’s okay,” No it wasn’t. “Thanks for breakfast.” You grabbed the plate from Daveed.

“Babe,”

“Thanks for the breakfast.”

Daveed can admit it, his schedule has been busy for the past few weeks, to be honest, months. It’s taken time away from not only you but the kids. Not that you weren’t happy for him, his movie is expected to generate a lot of Oscar buzz and he has to do press. Daveed tried to make up for it by calling and facetiming you and the kids often, but that still doesn’t make you miss him any less or him feel less guilty.

Today he was home, the official premier of his movie is tonight. The plan would be you and Daveed we get a hotel in the city with the kids. While you two were out, Nicolette and Jasmine were going to watch the kids. Then, back to the hotel for the night and check out the following morning. This would be the first night in a long time that you and Daveed were going out, just the two of you. You wished it wasn’t a LA movie premier but, nonetheless, it would be your fist night without the kids, sorta. You’ve never gotten dressed for an event with both Daniel and Ari though, you’ve done it plenty of times with Daniel but now you have him and Ari.

The easy going morning was short-lived as you stated getting ready to leave for the hotel. Daveed had gone to get something he needed from the store. You urged him to have it delivered but he just had to go. Leaving you with the kids. Alone. Again. You put both of them down for a nap so you could pack in peace. You were currently in Daniel’s room getting his bag together. A series of rapid knocks and the doorbell ringing pulled you out of your thoughts. You instantly groaned,

“Who the hell is that?” You mumbled to yourself. You dragged your feet down the hall and down the steps. You opened the door and weren’t ready to see your friends standing on the other side.

“What the hell?”

“Are you gonna invite us in or?” Nicolette asked.

“Uh, yeah come in. What are you guys doing we’re supposed to meet you at the hotel.”

“We know, Daveed called us last night.” Jasmine explained.

“Last night?”

“Yes, so go upstairs. Daveed’s gonna be here in like five minutes.” Jasmine urged.

“I’m not packed! I was getting the kids stuff together.”

“Daveed packed your bags for you. Put something on he’ll be here soon!”

You went upstairs to your bedroom and sure enough, Daveed had your bags packed you frowned at the luggage he used. Maybe he packed both of your things together. You threw on your favorite lounge set and some sneakers. You went back downstairs, luggage in tow to see Jasmine and Emmy playing with Daniel and Ari.

Not wanting to draw attention you waved silently left to meet Daveed outside. You smiled upon seeing your husband waiting outside the car for you. Forgetting about your luggage, you run up to Daveed and jumped into his arms.

“I’m sorry,”

“For what?”

“Being a bitch this morning.”

“I’m to blame for that, I know I haven’t been around—”

“It’s not your fault,”

“It kinda is, so we’re flying to France for the premier there.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yes, also I want to show off the woman that’s been holding me down for the last six years.”

“What about the premiere tonight?”

“We’re not going, we’re going to the airport tonight. But we only have five hours so I’m gonna send you off to your nails and hair done and then we’re going to the airport.”

“Daveed—” he cut you off with a kiss

“I’ll see you later. I’ll finish up here.”

Right after your pamper session, you and Daveed were on a first-class plane ride to France.

You still don’t know how Daveed managed to get this all set up in a little bit of time he had. Daveed prepared a full afternoon for you as soon as you landed, a private couple massage in the hotel room he booked, lunch brought to the room and a facial. The premier wasn’t until the next day, but Daveed wanted to pamper you to the fullest. He was out doing some last-minute things so you took this time to call Jasmine and Nicolette.

“Girl I wish I had a husband like yours.” Jasmie joked

“I know I might have to let him get some ass tonight. He’s been asking since we got together.”

“Girl you gonna have to do a split on it.” Nicolette teased

“Make a whole movie.”

“What’s your new Porn Star name girl?”

“Shut up, how are my babies?”

“Ari’s been up since 7:30, Daniel’s still sleep. We’re about to wake him up and give them breakfast.”

“Is Ari okay?”

“She was fussy last night but we got her to lie down. Daniel’s been fine, girl he hasn’t even asked about you guys.”

“That sounds about right, well I was just calling to check on you guys. Thank y’all so much.”

“Of course! We got you girl, go get dicked down tonight.”

“Oh my gosh, bye!” As soon as you ended the call Daveed entered the room. A fresh bouquet in hand

“Are those for me? Babe, this is entirely too much.”

“I don’t think it’s enough.” Daveed pulled you into a kiss

“Daveed, really this is just…thank you babe.”

“You deserve it.”

“What’s the plan for tonight?”

“Dinner at Substance and then you’ll see after.”

You were amazed at the attention to detail that your husband put into making you feel loved and appreciated in this little bit of time. Some how the two of you had a private dinner a in room away from everyone else. You haven’t spent this much time as a couple since before you had Daniel. Not that you weren’t grateful for the little family that you’ve made but you miss just spending time as husband and wife, but with your growing popularity and life it’s been difficult.

“Promise me, that we won’t lose this when we go back home.” You said

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, I don’t want the only time we have time together…just the two of us is when you plan these elaborate getaways. I want alone time with you back in LA too.”

“I know I’m partially to blame for that…we’ll do better. I’ll do better to make sure we don’t forget about us.”

“It’s not just you, it’s me too. I love being a mom, but I don’t want to forget how to be the person you fell in love with.”

“Me either. I love you so much.”

“I love you too Daveed.” The two met in a loving deep kiss. You wrapped your arms around Daveed’s neck, he pressed his hand against the small of your back pulling you closer, as if that were possible. You pulled away first, breathing heavily.

“Make love to me, Daveed.”

Daveed’s lips never left your skin from time you left the restaurant to now laying against the bed while Daveed took his time undressing you. In the car leaving the restaurant, Daveed teased your clit over you lacy thong while sucking on your neck. You had to bite your lip to keep from moaning out loud in the car. It didn’t help in the elevator that Daveed was kneading your ass while waiting to arrive to your floor. His hands and moth were attached to you in some way, driving you crazy. He always stop just short of making you cum, edging you.

“Daveed,” you moaned impatiently

“Wait…” Daveed tenderly took the straps off your shoulders and shimmed the dress down your body happy to only see you wearing a black thong.

“Damn baby just a thong?”

“All for you.” Daveed attacked your neck before making his way to your breasts, taking one nipple in his mouth gently biting and sucking in it while he tugs on the other. You cried out in ecstasy, arching your back off the bed. Daveed switched to the other breast offering the same treatment. Your lift your hips, hoping to feel something.

Daveed makes his way down your body, avoiding where you want his mouth the most, instead he kisses your inner thighs.

“I love you so fucking much. You deserve the whole world and if I could give it to you I would. So perfect, beautiful, my wife.” You moaned at the praises mind too foggy to say anything. Daveed opens your legs and moans at the sigh before him, your thong soaking wet from the foreplay. He mouths at your clothed pussy, and you let out the most pornographic moan that went straight to Daveed’s dick.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful.”

“Daveed…please. I want you.” You breathed.

“You have me, baby.”

“Please…please.”

“Use your words, what do you want?”

“I want…I want your mouth on my pussy.”

“See, how hard was that?” Daveed moves your panties to the side and sucks on your clit. Your hands shoot to his hair, pulling on it, causing him to groan.

“Oh, fuck Daveed.” He opens your folds and starts eating you out like it’s his last meal. Daveed could feel your walks squeezing around his tongue, he pulled his tongue away and plunged three fingers in you finding that spot and went back to sucking your clit.

“I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” You squealed as your juices flowed into Daveed’s awaiting mouth. You pulled him in for a passionate kiss, teeth clashing against each other. You moaned at the taste of yourself on his lips. Desperate for something, you began grinding your hips up against his to feel anything. You started tugging on his clothes, tired of being teased.

“Too many clothes.” Daveed smirked, he loved when you were fucked out and needy. He quickly took off his clothes and threw them to the floor. He hooked his hands under your legs and pulled you toward him. He grabbed his dick and rubbed his tip on your folds, you were so wet he could’ve just slipped his dick in but he anted to tease you some more.

“Make love to me. No more teasing.”

“Since you asked me so nicely.” Daveed slowly pushed in until he bottomed out. You moaned at the stretch, it’s been a while since you and Daveed were intimate, but you welcomed the slight pain. Daveed had to compose himself before moving, your pussy hugging his dick so nicely that he almost came at that moment. He placed your legs over his shoulders for a deeper angle making you both groan. When he started thrusting it didn’t take long for. The squelching of his dick going in and out of you was music to your ears. Some days, it was rough and hard, sometimes you only have time for a quickie, but now Daveed wanted to take his time with you and live in this moment forever. There was no rush, no Zoom interview, no five-minute commercial break, just the two of you in this moment.

“Daveed, Daveed,” You clawed at his back as you reached your peak, quicker than you wanted to. Daveed kept the same pace not wanting this to end, holding his own release at bay. You closed your eyes overtaken by the immense pleasure your husband was giving.

“Look at me,” Daveed ordered you opened your eyes and was met with Daveed’s intense stare. “keep looking at me, okay.” You nodded your head gasping as he kept fucking you into your next orgasm.

“Daveed, it’s too much.” Daveed’s slow deep stroke were killing you. You chanted his name over and over like a mantra.

“One more, just give me one more baby. I know you can do it.” Daveed’s thrust were getting sloppy as he was reaching his peak. One more thrust and you came together, your walls squeezing him as he came inside you. You both breathed heavily as you were coming down from your high. After a few moments, Daveed pulled out of you and pulled you close to him.

“Hey,” He breathed, you smiled softly.

“Hey. That was amazing.” You could see the compliment go to your husband’s head and rolled your eyes. You drew lazy circle on his chest.

“Thank you everything.”

“I should be thanking you and I’m sorry for not making you feel appreciated. I love you and I wouldn’t want to do life with anyone else but you.”

“I love you too Daveed.” You shared one final kiss before drifting off to sleep in the arms of your husband.

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girlbloggerjqy · 2 years

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myhauntedwords · 1 year

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― NAVIGATION

DISCLAIMER: i am a minor who writes smut so if that makes you uncomfortable, you may leave. dni if you’re a man or an anti for who i write for.

— my name is anaya, i’m 5teen & i'm black. my theme for this page will vary on my favorite color, person or a season coming up so right now it's jasmine cephas jones because i’m js so down bad for her (06.24.23)

you can find my stories on wattpad with the same user, i don't really write anywhere else this is it.

MASTERLISTS ↴

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all masterlists are under editing. sometimes depending on what i write, i may change a story a little bit.

WHO I WRITE FOR: pretty much all the marvel women, resident evil women & hamilton og cast women shipped with fem and/or gender neutral reader.

WHAT I WILL WRITE: wlw, nblw, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, smut etc.

WHAT I WONT WRITE: pedophilia, ermm as of rn i don’t rly feel like writing smut anymore so womp womp, incest (i will write stepmom x reader though. maybe later in life), bigoted behavior, ideals or beliefs, men, misogyny, dark, etc.

as of right now my requests are open but they will close here and there so if you have anything just drop it in the ask box :)

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alice-dont-break · 3 years

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i... dont really know how to introduce this one other than.. have fun ig? sorry! also for my mental health if you hate this please dont tell me lol ok bye

the accident | jas x reader blurb

cw: car accidents, drunk driving mention, grief, idk it’s just really depressing

Whimpers and babbled phrases screeched through the phone and tugged at all of Jasmine's heartstrings. "Babe? Babe, can you please slow down?" Her pleas fell on deaf ears, as your storm of cries without consonants rained down. The only loose words Jasmine could grab onto ignited the current flowing between the magnets in each of your chests, drawing you together with an unavoidable pull: "sister", "accident", and "hospital". Jasmine's lungs began to heave as she blinked away subconscious tears that she simply didn't have time for. She needed to get to you now.

When Jasmine burst through the threshold of the sterile hospital waiting room, her eyes locked on onto you - your tapping foot, your curls that cascaded down from where your head had been buried between your knees, the white knuckled hands you used to hug yourself that she now needed to replace with her own.

You couldn't see her though, not yet. Your eyes were too busy blinking away tears that now felt more like an annoyance than any expression of emotion, and memorizing every speckle on the vinyl floor. It wasn't until her hand warmed a patch of your middle back that the room outside of your plastic chair flooded back into existence. Your shoulder flinched for a moment, but the familiar scent of shea butter extinguished the flames on your nerve-endings before you could pull away. Your Jasmine was here now.

Vague murmurs filled the space between you, but your brain had no spare capacity to process them. Her words would be sweet, as they always were, but you couldn't quite reach them through the fog. Instead you focused on her hand; her outstretched fingers cradling your jaw while her thumb brushed across your cheek back and forth, perhaps to wipe away tears drops or perhaps just to give you some soft touch to contrast with every fist you felt barreling into your gut.

When the warmth on your cheek finally pried your eyes open, your downward gaze landed on Jasmine where she kneeled on the floor. Her tight frown relaxed into neutral with a tiny sigh; to call it relief would be too bullish, but it was something. "Hi, baby," she whispered.

Your lips parted, as you hoped the thunderstorm of emotions in your mind would simply fall out, but you had no such luck. You were silent, save for a strangled moan that told Jasmine everything that she already knew. Her thumb rubbed over your cheek, harder this time. She wasn't just soothing you, she was trying to communicate with the small gesture, saying something along the lines of "I'm here". Craving more of the only comfort your body could understand right now, you flopped your head to the side so Jasmine could bear the weight. As your eyes flickered shut so you could focus on soaking up all that warmth, Jasmine began to scan the room.

This waiting room was small, and only a couple other seats were occupied. Your parents weren't here. Just as she opened her mouth to ask if they were here somewhere, she remembered they couldn't be. You'd mentioned they were both out of town for business trips. You had been here alone.

A sign on the adjacent hallway read "Trauma Surgery Recovery Wing", which gave her another clue. Jasmine's was earnestly trying to put as many pieces together as possible to avoid asking you questions that you weren't in a state to answer. She hadn't realized you'd opened your eyes again, until a timid whimper escaped your lips to capture her attention. Your eyes fixed on hers as you tried to tell her what you needed, even though you yourself didn't know.

"Sweetheart, what can I do?" Jasmine's voice wavered though she fought the anxiety creeping up her throat. She needed to be strong to protect you, but she didn't know what she was up against. "Water? Or... or should I get a nurse to talk to us? Or -"

"Stay," you murmured, "please just stay with me."

With a quivering lip, Jasmine nodded and climbed onto the seat next to you. She never let her hand leave your knee until she was settled and pulling you into her chest, draping your legs over hers and rubbing her hands on your middle back.

The arm wrapped around your shoulders and the hands with a snug grip on your tricep and knee were your only tethers to reality. You were so lost, drowning in the tears that flooded your eyes though still refusing to fall, that you needed a reminder even just to breathe. Luckily, the tender press of Jasmine’s lips to your temple, repeating over and over at a steady rhythm, provided just that.

"I-it's going to be okay, babe, I d-don't know how, but I've got you," she whispered, nuzzling her cheek against the side of your head, "I've always got you."

Perhaps it was the solace you find in an embrace that felt like safety, or perhaps your body was just too weary to fight any longer, but regardless her words unleashed everything you'd been suppressing since you received that phone call from the police. Your sister's car was hit by a drunk driver, and now you were crying hysterically in your girlfriend's arms while your big sister, your role model, your best friend fought for her life in emergency surgery.

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hamiltonimagines · 3 years

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Work Up the Nerve

Pairing: Jasmine x Reader

Request: “Maybe one where Jasmine tries to admit her feelings but one way or another can't but in the end it's the reader whi does the first step (?)” - @lunamadhatter99

Word Count: 1k

“What do you mean she likes me?” I asked Lin, clarifying. “I mean I was talking to Jasmine and she told me she likes me” Lin said, for the fourth time. “And you're sure she wasn’t talking about a different Y/N?” I asked him. I was still doubting that this was even true.

“You’re the only Y/N she knows” he told me. “Well what am I supposed to do? Do I ask her out and tell her that you told me?” I asked him. “No no no, you can’t tell her I told you. She’ll get so upset” Lin said. “Well what am I supposed to do, pretend I don’t know?” I asked him.

“Well maybe you should just ask her? Not directly, but maybe drop hints. Or ask if she likes anyone?” Lin suggested. “Yeah, that could work. Thank you for telling me. I have to get going, we’re supposed to hang out at her apartment” I told him, grabbing my stuff as I got up to leave.

“Okay, bye. Tell me if she ends up confessing” Lin told me, as he walked me to the door of his apartment. “I will, bye” I said, as I left. I heard him close the door behind me and I walked over the few blocks that it was to Jasmine's apartment.

Lin had called me and told me to come over immediately. Then, I went over there and found out that the prettiest girl I knew had a crush on me. I was pretty shocked by the whole thing.

I got to Jasmine’s apartment and knocked on the door. Within seconds, the door opened and I saw Jasmine standing there, as beautiful as ever. “Hey, I’m so glad you could make it. Come in come in” she said, gesturing for me to come inside.

“So how are you?” I asked her, as she closed the door. “I’m really good, how are you?” She asked me, as she pulled me in for a quick hug. “I’m pretty good, I’ve been looking forward to tonight” I told her, honestly. “Aww that’s good, I have been too” she said, smiling. “Well you promised to make dinner, so I was super excited” I said, giggling.

“Oh yeah, speaking of dinner, it’s done and in the kitchen if you want to see it” she said, leading me into the kitchen. Every time she said or did something, it only made me realize that she clearly liked me. It felt wrong to not tell her that I knew, it felt like I was hiding something from her. And we never kept secrets from each other.

We walked into the kitchen and I saw spaghetti along with various vegetables. “Wow this looks so good” I said, my mouth starting to water. “Well I know you love pasta” she said, smiling.

She made two plates and then we walked to go sit down at the table and eat. I decided now would be a good time to try and see if I could get her to confess.

“So how did your date go the other day?” I asked her, knowing that she didn't mention any kind of date. “What do you mean? I didn’t go on a date the other day” she said, giggling. “Oh whoops, it must have been someone else. But you had to have gone on a date recently, right? I mean, are you still single?” I asked her, trying to get her to admit that she liked me.

“No, I haven’t been on a date in a while. I do have the slightest crush on somebody though” she said, and a twinkle appeared in her eyes. I thought that she was totally about to tell me. “Really? Who’s the lucky lady?” I asked, pretending to be intrigued.

Then, I saw fear in Jasmine’s eyes. “Oh, no one you would know” she said, simply. It was like her mood had changed completely. I dropped the subject, thinking maybe if I didn’t push her then she’d tell me.

We finished eating dinner and decided to watch a movie. I picked some cheesy high school movie, where a girl is majorly crushing on some guy.

“Those were the days” I whispered, about ten minutes into the movie. “What do you mean? You miss high school?” Jasmine asked, looking over at me. “Well not exactly, I miss when you liked someone in high school. The jitters you would get whenever they were in the same room as you. The way that everything they did just seemed perfect” I said, looking over at Jasmine, and staring into her eyes. Once again, she looked like she wanted to say something, but ultimately decided against it.

“I’ll be right back” I huffed, as I walked away and into the kitchen. I took a few deep breaths and tried to calm down. I wasn’t mad at her, I just felt frustrated. I had given her a few opportunities to tell me and something was still stopping her. I would never fault her for feeling nervous and not wanting to tell me, I just didn’t know how to get her to realize that I liked her too.

I walked back in the room. “Hey are you okay?” Jasmine asked, concerned. I started to pace around in front of the television. “I need to tell you something” I said, sternly. I stopped pacing and turned towards Jasmine.

“Uh....okay?” She said, clearly confused. “I like you Jasmine, and I have a feeling that you like me too. I keep trying to give you hints or make you realize, but none of it is working. So I’m done with beating around the bush, I’m telling you straight up. I really really like you Jasmine” I confessed, all of it just spilling out of me.

I felt weightless. All of that pressure and secrecy was finally lifted off my shoulders, and I no longer felt that burden.

“You’re completely right, I like you too. I just could never work up the nerve to tell you” she said, seeming just as relieved as I was. “I’m glad that we finally confessed that” I said, giggling and pulling her into a hug.

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mnstrenrgy · 4 years

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scenarios (still editing but i’m lazy)

fluff

1. fake dating

2. secret dating

3. huddling for warmth

4. finishing each other’s sentences

5. accidentally getting too close

6. wearing the other’s clothes

7. holding hands

8. forehead/cheek kisses

9. slow dancing

10. blanket fort

11. sharing food

12. facetime callls

13. grocery shopping

14. early mornings

15. babysitting

16. sightseeing

17. pep talk

18. moving in

19. proposals

20. baking

21. adopting a pet

22. adopting a child

23. coming out

angst

1. the last ‘i love you’

2. sleeping in the other’s hospital room

3. holding the other’s dead body

4. bar fight

5. bandaging the others wounds

6. car crash

7. the last kiss

8. screaming and shouting

9. noise complaint

10. bills, bills and more bills

11. evicted

12. breakup

13. stressed out

to request take one of the characters of the character list and add the number of the scenario e.g. fluff 15 with rosa diaz, if you have something more specific in mind just add your thoughts along with the number

use your own scenario! make sure there is a general idea and make sure to use one of the characters off my character list (linked above)

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celestialsxturn · 4 years

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I wanna write something for Anthony Ramos / John Laurens and/or Jasmine Cephas-Jones Jones so send in requests pleasseeeeeeee!!!!!

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iknowthekoolaidflavor · 4 years

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PLEASE can you write more with jasmine cephas jones i will love you forever

The argument took place over the course of two hours. Two hours of screaming and frustration. As you fell asleep in the guest room for the night, you couldn’t stop the tears from falling.

You desperately wanted to go back to your room and be close to your girlfriend, but you knew the two of you needed your space. Jasmine was the love of your life. You would always love her no matter what. Even when there were times things went unsaid between the two of you when they shouldn’t. It tends to fester and when it comes out, it’s never pretty. You were guilty of it and so was she.

It was six in the morning. You barely slept. Just aching to be next to Jasmine. You decided to get an early start to your day and jumped in the shower. The hot water relaxed your tense muscles as you tried to clear your head.

“How dare you”, Jasmine gasped, “First, you’re up at six a.m., then you shower without me? The nerve of you”

You jumped at the sound of her voice. She continued when you didn’t respond.

“You have me up at this ungodly hour just so I can take a shower”

A small laugh escaped your lips and Jasmine smiled at the small victory.

“By the smell of it, I’m doing you a favor”, you chirped

“Baby that’s so rude”, she couldn’t help but grin

It grew quiet between the two of you as you washed up.

“I missed you”, you heard her say

“I missed you too”

As you turned to face her, she looked away trying to keep her tears at bay.

“I’m sorry”, you said at the same time

She smiled as you started to laugh. The two of you finished washing up.

“I didn’t get much sleep last night”, Jasmine recalled

“Me neither”

“So you’re telling me. We both stayed up last night in separate beds, when we could have been with each other?”

“That sounds about right”

“Sometimes we don’t make the brightest decisions babe”

Jasmine leaned in and kissed your cheek. Her arms were wrapped around your waist as if she would never let you go. Eventually you got out the shower and into a new set of clothes. Jasmine held your hand as she led you to your bedroom.

You both decided after getting some sleep, you would have the long, difficult talk you’ve been dreading. You were nervous, but for now, it was just you and Jasmine finally getting the rest you both needed.

#Jasmine Cephas Jones #jasmine cephas jones x reader #jasmine x reader #drabble #im still working on it

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tacoespionage · 4 years

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“I’ll Always Be Here”

14 followers | Ashley x reader | 597 words

request: Anonymous said: Hey if you write for Ashley would you feel okay doing a Drabble where the reader (female) is Ashley’s friend and owns a café and like the reader is Ashley’s emotional support when things get messy with Miles or Sean needs to be babysat? Tysm ❤️❤️ - commander Viking

a/n: okay I wasn't sure if you meant this platonically or not, so I left it open to interpretation :)) had the idea to combine the two and have reader go over right after The Great Miles Fuckup to be Ashley's emotional support AND babysit Sean, how do ya like them apples

P.S. I love your anon name so much sksksk

warnings: crying, potential child death, lots of angst in general, gun/gun death mention, Miles mention

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Your phone buzzed in your pocket as you sat at home, comfortably settled on your worn couch. Pulling it out, you saw in the fading light that Ashley was calling you. You picked up.

"Hey, Ash!" You greeted.

“Y/n?” Ashley sniffled into the phone. Your stomach dropped. You knew what crying meant. Ashley would only cry for a few reasons and they were almost always related to Miles or Sean.

“Ashley, what’s going on? Are you okay?” You tried to sound calm, knowing that your question had an obvious answer. Still, you waited for her response with bated breath.

“I- I don’t know, I don’t know,” Ashley’s voice broke and your heart broke right along with it, “Miles- he bought a gun- Sean found it and I-”

“Sean what? Is he alright?” Your whole body felt clammy as you stood up, already reaching for your keys.

“Sean’s okay, he’s fine, I just- I need to not be alone right now, Y/n.” Her voice was calmer now, but still vulnerable.

“Okay, I’ll be there in fifteen minutes, Ash.” You pulled your shoes on and opened the door to your apartment.

“Okay.” She said softly before you hung up and locked your door, mind buzzing with worry and anger.

Fifteen minutes later, you were knocking on her door. After a moment, she answered it. You caught a glimpse of her eyes- they were rimmed with red- before you pulled her in for a hug. Ashley began to sob against your chest as you stood in the doorway. You gently stroked her hair as she shook against you. “Oh, Ash,” you said softly, “It’s gonna be okay.” Eventually, she pulled away, wiping the tears from her face. “Do you wanna come in?” Ashley turned and pushed the door open wider as she spoke. “Sure.” You stepped in after her, sitting across from her at the table. You spoke up after a brief silence.

“Do you need anything?”

“Um... some tea would be nice.”

After a few minutes, you sat down in front of her again, sliding the mug of tea you had prepared over the table to her. She thanked you quietly and silence fell again, only broken by the sound of her sipping. You spoke up for the second time. “Do you wanna talk about it?” Ashley looked up from her mug. Taking a shaky breath, she told you the whole story. When she was done, you were angrier than before. “I’m gonna fucking kill Miles.” You clenched your fists where they rested on the table. “Yeah.” Ashley trailed off, looking in the direction of Sean’s room sadly. “What can I do to help, Ash? Not just tea this time.” Ashley exhaled, laughing shakily. “I don’t know, Y/n. This might just be a me and Miles thing that we gotta work out,” she sighed, rubbing her eyes and looking back at you, “Can you just stay for a little longer? I know you have work tomorrow, and Miles is probably gonna come back late, but...” “I can stay for a couple of hours if that’s okay.” Ashley nodded, managing a small smile.

You spent the next two hours sitting with her and watching a rom-com. You laughed and cried through it with her, and she ended up resting her head on your shoulder. As the credits rolled, you shifted in your seat. Ashley sat up, and you stood with her. “Call me tomorrow, okay?” You said as you hugged her goodbye. “Okay. And Y/n?”

“Yeah?”

“Thanks for being here.”

You smiled.

“I always will be.”

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jk-unless · 5 years

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Mind Over Matter

Pairing: Poly!Janthony x Reader

Warnings: A little smutty but barely

Summary: Mind Over Matter music video,but in short story form.

Requested By: @tatiyana-rakiah

~♡~

You and Anthony sit at the kitchen table,drinking your steaming morning coffee.Anthony takes a peek at Jasmine,who's making breakfast behind the counter,and sighs contently.

"Look at my fiancee over there looking a five course meal." He says.Jasmine turns and lifts her eyebrow.

"Just five?" She says.You actually say it at the same time,but you muttered it so she wouldn't hear.

Anthony raised a teasing eyebrow at you,making you look the other way and sip your coffee.

You see,you've had feeling for this beautiful couple for,well...a couple of years now.You'd never tell them,though,especially after Anthony proposed to Jasmine.To you,that was them saying that they had no intention to add anyone to their relationship.

You were perfectly fine with being a close friend,at least that's what you'd tell yourself.

However,being such close friends put you in these types of situations all the time.Situations like having to watch Anthony join Jasmine behind the counter and begin to put his hands all over her.

After a minute or two,you began to grow uncomfortable.To be quite honest,you were more aroused than uncomfortable,but that's something you weren’t ready to admit.

You announced that you were gonna go take a shower,and quickly made your way out of the kitchen area.

Jasmine turns back to Anthony,who has her propped up on the counter,and tilts her head in confusion.

"You think we made her uncomfortable?"

"I'd like to think more aroused than uncomfortable." Anthony said quietly,not sure if you were still down the hall or not.

Jasmine perked up at hearing this,thinking about the possibility of you wanting them just as much they wanted you."I really hope so."

"I heard alot of movement going on in that chair,Jazzy." He explained.

"That 'movement' could have been her shifting uncomfortably,sir." Jasmine responded,hopping off the counter and going back to her cooking.

"Yeah,shifting uncomfortably in those little ass shorts she's just begging to get ripped off." Anthony mutters,pretty sure you were out of earshot but not wanting to risk it.

"Well if you're so sure about it Ant, why don't we go join her in the shower and help her with her little problem?" Jasmine suggests.

"We have to make sure she really does want us before going at her like that.Yeah,she seemed interested,but-"

"-But we're a pretty hot couple,anyone in their right mind would have had a reaction." Jasmine finished for him.If there was one thing that Jasmine wasn’t insecure about,it was that her and her man made a very attractive couple.

"Exactly!So we'll just have to be patient,love."

"I have been being patient for years now,Ant,I ain’t got much patience left." Jasmine groans,angrily mixing the pancake batter.Anthony laughs and gently takes away the mixing bowl.

"We're gonna have her soon enough,babe.Alright?"

Jasmine just pouts at him,then quick dips her finger in the batter and wipes it on his cheek.He makes a noise of shock and is about to do it back,but she grabs his face and slowly licks it off of him.

"Ooo~"

"Mhm." She giggles.

~♡~

Later that evening,Jasmine and Anthony watch TV in their living room with Jasmine's head in Anthony's lap.They had put a pan on the stove and were waiting for it to heat up.After a while,Jasmine gets bored and places Anthony's hand on her boob.Anthony laughs and looks down at her.

"Bored?" He asks.

"Very.Come here." Jasmine grabs his face and kisses him slowly.

Jasmine surprised Anthony by pushing him down on the couch and straddling him.Anthony let's out a breathy chuckle.

"Are you starting something hoping that Y/N'll walk in?"

Jasmine shrugs her shoulders nonchalantly. "Maybe,I also just really want you."

Anthony smirks "Well,Y/N's been doing laundry all the day..."

Jasmine tilts her head in confusion for a second,then catches his drift and matches his smirk.She pulls him up by his shirt and they quickly make their way to the laundry room.Anthony and Jasmine pulls out all of the clothes in the dryer and sheds the clothes that they have on.He lays her on top of the pile and begans kissing up her stomach as she moans deeply.They began moving around the room,laughing and giggling in every position they found themselves in.

You heard the dryer stop and went to go check on your clothes.You opened the laundry room door and were immediately faced with Jasmine and Anthony going at it on the counter.They see you as soon as you open the door and barely tries to hide their excitement.

"I...I'm just gonna-" You stutter.Instead of letting you finish what you were saying,they pulled you in and put you in the middle of them.The three of you decided to make it to the couple's room and finish your fun there.

~♡~

After an hour or two,you all lay in the bed breathing heavily when you hear the smoke detector going off.

You all take a glance at each other and decided to ignore it.You put the cover over your heads and proceeded to take a nap.

~♡~

As all of this was happening,you had no idea that Anthony would later make this entire day into a music video.Now,you're reenacting the events of that day on camera for everyone to see.

(A/N: This is a little late,so I hope I made up for it. 😬)

#poly!janthony x reader #janthony x reader #janthony #mind over matter #mind over matter music video #anthony x reader x jasmine #anthony ramos x reader #jasmine cephas jones x reader #anthony ramos #jasmine cephas jones

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girlbloggerjqy · 2 years

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#jasmine x reader #jasmine cephas jones #rafael casal #blindspotting #daveed diggs #hamilton #hamilcast #paris #birthday #sexy pretty girl

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femilton · 6 years

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Private Show (Jasmine x Anthony x reader)

A/N: another old reupload -- this time smut (; sorry i’ve been absent recently -- I’ve been busy w/ holiday stuff and my family ahh! I hope to post Once Upon a Dream pt. 2 this weekend though, so stay tuned for that (:

Words: 1.9k

Pairing: Jasmine x Anthony x reader

Warnings: SMUT

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“I’m just saying...it was weird as hell but it was the best sex I’ve ever had.” Daveed leaned back in his seat, crossing his arms over his chest. It was a two-show day, and someone had gone out and bought a few too many cases of beer, of which you and some of the other cast members had drank a few too many of after the first show.

“Ok…” Pippa trailed off, glancing at Renée, who chugged down some more of her beer. “Who’s next?” You and some of the other cast members were playing “Never Have I Ever,” with lots of alcohol and graphical descriptions of Daveed’s sexual conquests every time he took a swig of beer. You shuddered and took another sip of your beer. “Jasmine, how about you?”

“Hmm…” Jasmine leaned into her boyfriend Anthony’s side as she thought, jolting up when she came up with an idea. “Never have I ever had a threesome.” You blushed and took a sip of your beer, suddenly feeling the eyes of everyone in the room on you.

“Damn, y/n!” Daveed smiled, leaning over to clap you on the shoulder. “Time for you to tell a sex story.” You blushed more, shaking your head.

“Aw come on, y/n! You gotta tell us,” Anthony said.

“Yeah, we were convinced you were super vanilla,” Oak laughed. “This ought to be good.”

You sighed, taking another swig of beer before setting the bottle down. “It’s not too interesting of a story, honestly. This guy I dated in college knew I was into both girls and guys, and wanted to try a threesome with this other girl he knew. It was okay, I guess. Turned out he was cheating on me with her though, which sucked.”

“Aw y/n, I’m sorry,” Pippa said, always the angel.

“No, it’s fine. He was a jerk anyway. I honestly would have preferred just having sex with his other girlfriend -- at least I know she could last more than ten minutes.” Daveed whistled, and your face heated up again.

“Hey guys, we have about an hour until the show, so you might want to pack up the beers,” Lin leaned in. You and the other drinkers groaned.

“Let’s just cancel the show. I want to fucking sleep,” Jasmine said, leaning her head on Anthony’s shoulder. Lin laughed.

“Sorry, but we have a show to put on.”

Your day off came slowly as usual, and you swore to do nothing but sit in your PJs all day, binge-watching Netflix. However, shortly after you had made yourself a bowl of cereal and turned on Friends, your phone buzzed.

From: Jazzy

Hey, y/n. You busy tonight?

From: y/n

Nope, why?

From: Jazzy

Ant and I got some new wine. We were wondering if you wanted to come over and drink it with us.

From: y/n

Haha, I’m not sure I want to be around you guys alone when you’re drunk (;

From: Jazzy

What does that mean?

From: y/n

You guys get really horny when you drink, lol. Unless you have a hot guy or gal over there for me, I’ll pass. I have to catch up on Friends anyway.

From: Jazzy

Come onnnnn, y/n, you’ve seen Friends like a billion times. And what if we did have someone here for you? (;

From: y/n

Now you’re talking.

From: Jazzy

Come over at 8? Wear cute underwear (;

From: y/n

What a wingwoman. See you then (;

After lots of carbs, a shower, and only two episodes of Friends, you showed up at Anthony and Jasmine’s doorstep, clad in your tightest minidress and laciest underwear. You rang the doorbell, listening as one of your friends walked to the door.

Anthony opened the door, sweeping over your figure. “Damn, y/n, you look good.” You chuckled.

“Save it for your girl, Ant. Speaking of which, she told me there was a date here for me tonight?” Anthony’s smile dropped, and he turned around confusedly.

“Um, let me ask Jazzy about that. You can come in though, I put Friends on for you.” Anthony winked, disappearing into his and Jasmine’s bedroom. You sat on the couch, confused. Did Jasmine lie about your date? Are you actually third wheeling?

“Hey, y/n!” Jasmine stepped out of her bedroom, Anthony in tow, wearing clothes as scandalous as yours. She whistled. “Man, that dress is hot on you. The lipstick looks great too.”

You smiled nervously. “Thanks, Jazzy. What are you so dressed up for? I mean, you live here…and you don’t have to impress Anthony, you know he’s going to fuck you anyway.”

She laughed. “You’re not wrong. I’m trying to impress someone else, though.” You raised an eyebrow at her, but she avoided your questioning gaze. She and Anthony made their way to the couch, sitting on either side of you.

“So, y/n,” Jasmine started, leaning in toward you. You could smell her expensive perfume; it was intoxicating. “Ant and I, we’ve been thinking about what you said the other day, about your threesome.” You turned red. Was she…? “And damn, it’s super fucking hot. Like, you’re hot, and threesomes are hot, and…”

Anthony cut in. “What my girlfriend is trying to say is, if you’re okay with it, we’d like to have a threesome with you. I mean, Jasmine and I have been talking about having a threesome for a while, and we thought we’d offer you a hopefully better experience.” Your face was on fire. Two of your best friends, two of the hottest people you’d ever met in your life...and they wanted to have a threesome with you. It was a dream come true.

“Um, yeah, sure,” you managed to choke out, acutely aware of the blood rushing to your cheeks and the wetness beginning to pool between your thighs. Anthony smiled at you, placing a hand on your thigh.

“Then let’s get started.” He leaned in, kissing you gently yet still passionately. His hand trailed up your thigh, pushing up the hem of your dress, while his other hand gripped your hair firmly. Meanwhile, Jasmine trailed her hands up your midsection from the back, resting her hands on your breasts and beginning to caress them, rolling your hardening nipples between her fingers. You moaned into Anthony’s mouth, and he slipped his tongue in, exploring you, before pulling away.

“Bedroom.” He stood up and headed toward his and Jazzy’s room, Jasmine pulling you up from the couch to follow them. As soon as you got to the bedroom, the three of you began stripping down to your underwear, the cool air from the fan tickling your overheated flesh. You fumbled with the clasp of your new bra -- damn this contraption -- but soon felt Jazzy’s soft fingers slipping over yours, removing the clasp with ease and spinning you around, removing your bra and kissing you with a fiery passion. Your hands automatically went to her hair, tugging gently at her curls, and you let one hand wander down her side, appreciating her perfect curves.

“Alright, ladies,” Anthony interrupted. He was sitting on the bed, naked, condom in hand. You took a moment to admire his perfect form, from his mangled hair to his built abs to his erect penis -- damn, he’s huge. “Come over here.” Jasmine grabbed your hand and pulled you over toward Anthony.

“Um, so how are we going to do this, exactly?” you asked, as Jasmine lazily ran her fingers up and down your bare side.

Jazzy laughed. “We thought you would be the one with the ideas, y/n.”

Anthony smiled. “Do you want to be in the middle, y/n?”

Your breath hitched in your throat. “Fuck, yes please.”

He stood up, opening one of the condom wrappers. “Hands and knees, sweetheart.” You complied, crawling onto the bed, presenting your ass to him. Jasmine climbed in front of you, situating your head between her thighs.

“I’m going to fuck you from the back while you eat Jasmine out. Is that ok, babygirl?” Anthony asked, rubbing circles into your ass. You could feel his dick grazing against your slit.

“Oh god yes,” you said, dipping your head into Jasmine. You licked at her clit, feeling her back arch up from the pillow, and ventured two fingers into her slit. She was soaked. You scissored your fingers, listening to her gasp as you hit her g-spot. Her moans were a symphony that was causing you to become wetter by the moment.

Anthony entered you without warning, bottoming out as you moaned loudly. You dipped your tongue into Jasmine’s slit, tasting her as your nose bumped against her clit, trying to muffle your moans as Anthony slammed into you relentlessly. You hadn’t been fucked in a while, especially not this hard, and you were rapidly reaching the edge.

“Fuck, y/n,” Jasmine gasped, gripping at your hair. You looked up to see her head thrown back in pleasure, one hand caressing her breast. “I’m so close.” You turned your mouth back to sucking on her clit, grazing your teeth across the soft bundle of nerves, and pumped three fingers into her, curling them to hit just the right spot. You added a fourth after a moment, feeling her legs shake, moaning your name as she came. You pulled your fingers out of her, licking her juices off them as you stared into her lust-blown eyes.

Jasmine stood up with shaky legs, and you frowned momentarily before Anthony rotated you on his dick so that you were on your back, him breathing heavily over you. You moaned loudly, your mouth no longer busy, and scraped your nails down his back. He reached one hand down to rub circles into your clit, and you felt your legs condense into jelly.

“God, y/n, you look so good like this,” he breathed into your ear. “Can you come for me, babygirl?” He picked up the pace of both his fingers and his thrusts, and you came, walls clenching around his dick as you bit your lip. You felt Anthony’s thrusts slow as he came into the condom, sucking a hickey into your neck. You leaned your head back, consumed by bliss. “God, this is going to ruin me,” Anthony breathed into your neck, laughing nervously. You smiled, running your fingers up and down the marks that your nails had left behind. He pulled out from you and rolled over on his side as Jasmine walked in, clad in an oversized t-shirt and holding three bottles of water.

“Refreshments!” She sang, sitting next to you on the bed and passing both you and Anthony a bottle of water. You sat up, feeling the cool liquid flow down your parched throat.

“Tastes good, but nothing compared to you, Jazzy,” you said, smirking at her. She blushed.

“Oh, shut up, y/n.” She laid her head on your shoulder, and you could feel her smiling.

“So, y/n,” Anthony said, turning to you with a shit-eating grin, “was that better than your last threesome?”

You nodded furiously. “Oh, hell yes.” He smiled even wider, wiggling his eyebrows at you and Jasmine.

“Better rest up while you can, ladies. I don’t know about you, but I’m down for round two.” You smiled and took another swig of your water. You would need it.

#hamilton #hamilton smut #hamilton imagine #hamilton fic #hamilton x reader #jasmine cephas jones #jasmine cephas jones x reader #anthony ramos #anthony ramos x reader #lin manuel miranda #deh #bmc #mine

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