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This blog has been a saving grace for me and I want to thank each and every person who has liked my stories. I love you all and I’m so happy to be continuing this blog!!!
Thank you so much! For 10k likes!!💜
-L.W.L
Part One: The Beginning
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Cade Manning (singer songwriter): "Music has always been part of my life. My parents were young when they had me. Still in high school. My dad and his friends had formed a band, I forget the name of it, and they'd always be practicing in the basement of my dad's house. I'd be down there, just hanging out and listening to them play from as far back as I can remember. I think they were pretty good too. But, uh, they disbanded after Dad and the guitarist had a falling out. After that, it was me and him in the basement listening to records and playing together. My dad actually was the one who taught me how to play the drums. I didn't pick up a guitar until I was like 7 maybe because I didn't want to bring up the ugly memories of the fallout."
Anne Manning (Cade's Mother): "From the moment he found things made sound when you hit them Cade was ready to learn anything and everything he could about music. I vividly remember the day he found out that things made noise. I had been at home with him while his father was away at work and Cade had this little plastic drum my mother had given him that he didn't really use much until this particular day. He balled his little fists up and hit the drum as hard as he could. BOOM! I remember his head turning to me so fast like he was trying to figure out if I had heard the noise too. (laughs). After that it was all over me and John. Peace and quiet were flung out the window after that day. But yes, Cade was always interested in music. I remember going over to John's from school some days and going down to the basement and seeing the two of them engrossed in sheet music. Probably some songs that John had written. It was almost comedic at some points. Here you had this little toddler, 3 or 4 years old, sitting in his young father's lap, learning how to read music notes! (laughs)."
John Manning (Cade's Father): "I met Anne through a friend of mine. She was my buddy Don's cousin. Don had brought her to one of our band's rehearsals and it was love at first sight. About a year into our relationship is when Anne found out she was pregnant. After Cade was born our lives changed dramatically. For me it was balancing my band, school, and fatherhood. For Anne it was balancing work, school, family life, and motherhood. It was hard on us but we managed. Sadly I lost the band during the early years of Cade's life. The fallout was hard. Those guys were my best friends. I mean they meant a lot to me. They were with me throughout Anne's entire pregnancy and they were with me when Cade was born. They even helped us raise him. Cade was like their nephew. We went through a lot together. But then we just lost each other so quickly when me and the guitarist, Axel, got into a fight. We disbanded after the fight. It hurt to lose them, sure, but each day I'd see Cade, sitting in his corner, messing with whatever musical toy he had and I slowly began getting over it all. I had decided that if I couldn't play music with my buddies liked we'd dreamt then I'd at least teach my son."
DARL+ING
pairing: jean x black! reader
genre: fluff, jean being in love
inspired by: darl+ing by seventeen (stan svt!)
cw: none!
a/n: i love svt so much yall don't understand
you know without you, i'm so lonely
he hated seeing you leave. whether it was you going back home to take care of a few things, or when it was going to work. he didn't care why you leaving, he hated it. hated it so damn much. cause all he's thinking is about when you are going to return back in his arms. he couldn't take being away from you for long.
when you're not here, 911 calling
he sits alone in his room, looking at his phone, waiting for it to have some sort of reaction. he wanted to make sure that you are ok, that you're safe. he knows that you are fine by yourself because he has seen it. But he couldn't help but thinking that something bad happened to you. yes, he's that damn dramatic. but all his worries wash away when you text him. he didn't care about what you texted, as long as he knew that you were still with him.
Into your heat again, i'm diving
you loved jean, and jean loved you. there was never a time where you two imaged being without each other. it's like no matter how many times you two saw each other, you would have the same feelings that you had since the beginning of the relationship. he never fails to make your heart flutter in ways that no one could ever make it.
darling, you, darling, you, baby
jean had realized that he had fallen deeply in love with you. there was no way out, and he was glad there wasn't. he needed to be with you, you needed to be with him, it was common knowledge. it was you, it had always been you, it will always be you that is the one for him. the day you came into the picture was the best day of his life. he hated not being with you, he hated it when you left him. but when you returned to him, all his worries washed away. why? because his darling was finally back into his arms.
© 2023 briology
ONE PIECE CHARACTERS AS IDOLS
characters: luffy, zoro, sanji, law, ace inspired by this tiktok that had the one piece characters singing lalalala by skz (stan skz) an: i got a new macbook for xmas, i'll be more active on here. (i mean it, i got, like, hella drafts).
LUFFY the funny idol - clips of his lives would be EVERYWHERE - most of them are of his having a mukbang with lots of meat - hosts of variety shows always want him on the show because of his personality - extra sweet to fans that give him any form of snack - dressed up as a chicken on stage - made the group perform at a banquet for free food - makes fan chants for songs - although he is funny, he is very serious when it comes to being an idol and always puts on a good show ZORO the tough idol - resting bitch face - got EVERYONE drooling over his body - pictures at the gym are posted all over weverse - is his own bodyguard fr - you get too close to him without his permission, you might wanna start calling your doctor - goes on drinking shows - he's not mean, just a chill mf - he is beyond grateful for fans who give him support (and alcohol) SANJI the heartthrob idol - the idol that is not afraid to flirt back - people who bias him go THROUGH it cause he flirts with fans on fan calls (legal ones only) - photocards will always have a rose in it - had at least 12 dating scandals in the past 2 years - always a gentleman towards female idols - will not hesitate to hold a fan's hand at a fan meeting - fuels the delusions in fans because of his messages on bubble - good luck to those who bias him, y'all strong
LAW the mysterious nerdy idol - his demeanor is why people say he's mysterious - quiet, but gives the deadliest side eyes - everyone goes crazy when he smiles or smirks - someone mentioned ONE thing about something that he is interested in and talks about it for hours - people make fan art of him, and he shows appreciation for it - got people interested in the things that he talks about - he showed his abs ONCE, and everyone was going FERAL - has the most horny fans, next to zoro ACE the all-rounder idol - STAGE PRESENCE KING - vocals, raps, dance, HE DOES IT ALL - he shows his abs during every, fucking performance - moms and grandmas love him after seeing him on TV - younger idols openly praise him and look up to him because of all of his performances - comment - "ace, pin me up against the wall." Ace - "say please." - reads thirst tweets about him and just laughs at them - boyfriends of fans have one-sided beef with him, but after they see him perform, they understand
© briology 2024
Just keep breathing Just keep breathing Breath in Breath, breath please Now breath out Keep going Don't skip a beat please Push, just keep pushing I promise you're okay I promise, just keep holding on Hold my hand Squeeze when you feel unsure Squeeze when you feel pain Just keep holding on I promise you're okay I promise to keep you safe I promise to keep both of you safe Hold on by.kiikslovewe
this may sound mean to a lot of people, but I think it needs to be said.
If you are a non-POC writing about/making POC characters and you don’t have someone from the same group your portraying reading over your work first, you deserve all the criticism you receive on the internet for it.
Everyone will always have their own thoughts about your writing whatever it may be, but as someone who is not part of the community you are writing about, you run the risk of portraying stereotypes and your own internal biases of that group and essentially just making fun of them. You aren’t being inclusive your being hurtful. And if someone from that group is telling you, you’re character is stupid for doing and saying these things; how about instead of ignoring it and labeling it as slander: you listen.
You don’t get any brownie points for adding a black character to your story if the only thing their there to provide as a character is being loud and sassy and ‘takes no shit’. You’re characters should have roles and mean something and shouldn’t just be put out there for clout and ‘inclusivity’.
Things like-
“ her chocolate brown skin shone in the sunlight ”
“ Lay was the smartest girl in the class and great at math and science, but little did anyone know she really wanted to be a violinist, but her parents would never let her’
“she blushed, melanite skin turning red under their gaze”
“ She was cold and distant but she captivated him. With her cold dead stare and intense focus-’
“ she let out a loud tonged pop from her mouth, sassy and bold and always spoke her mind. Even though she was abused relentlessly but was still so strong. Lasandra was her best friend, even if they didn’t look alike they were sisters from other misters”
note: these aren’t from any real specific works but vaguely worded ones I’ve read myself as a POC reader. These examples are what I have read said to describe Black and Asian characters specifically but I know there are more.
Still don’t understand why you should be more careful? Then how about not writing for POC people at all. We are more then capable, talented and creative enough to write for ourselves and tell our own stories. We don’t need Non-POC speaking and trying to represent us then doing so incorrectly. But if you are still insistent on doing it, do it right.
Pro tip for having a well written POC character? Write them as a character, don’t add weather or not their POC until your done writing and designing them as a character first. Figure out how they fit in your story and try to write them as complex as any other one of your characters (especially if they’re the lead) THEN add weather or not they are POC. While your at it, make sure you get someone from the community you based your character on to read over your fucking work. If you can’t do things this simple and understand why you should, then you deserve any sort of ‘slander’ your getting and I hope it gets you to stop writing for POC.
"Late Night Cravings"
Characters: Simon Riley x Black!Reader.
Summary: Missing your deployed husband, you get a late-night surprise that satisfies both your cravings and loneliness.
Warnings: Steaminess, a bit of angst, loneliness, fluff, mentions of phone sex with suggestive language and descriptions, mild swearing, and lighthearted humor. Oh, and if I hadn’t already made it clear at the top of my blog: minors DNI. My content is for the grown folks👏🏾.
Authors Note: Hello my lovelies🫶🏾! I've been toying with the idea of writing for the Simon Riley/Ghost fandom for a while now. Thanks to some awesome encouragement, I finally took the plunge! This story idea wouldn't leave me alone, so I decided to say, "What the hell," and give it a shot. I hope I captured Simon to the best of my ability. Please remember that this is my first attempt at a Ghost fic…and, well, “I’M JUST A GIRL!🥺🥹😩😆” Okay, a grown woman, but a girl nonetheless. I had a wonderful time writing this, and I hope you all enjoy reading it. Word Count: 1,700+.
Inspired By♥️🖤:
The clock ticked past midnight, the silence of the empty house amplifying the sound. In the dimly lit kitchen, the soft glow of the refrigerator illuminated your very pregnant features as you rested a hand on your swollen belly. You sighed, heart heavy with longing for the man you loved, miles away on some unknown continent, carrying out numerous dangerous missions.
You stood there, staring at the array of food in the fridge, a wave of emotions washing over you. Pregnancy hormones wreaked havoc on your mood, and tonight, you found yourself overwhelmed with sadness and longing for your husband, Simon.
Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as you reached for the phone on the counter. Your fingers trembled with emotion. You needed him. His comforting presence, the sweet sound of his soothing voice to chase away the loneliness that threatened to consume you.
"Hey, love," Simon’s voice came through the phone, warm and comforting. His tone was deep and smooth like whiskey on a cold winter's night.
Your breath caught in your throat. Simon’s voice was a mixture of relief and longing washing over you. "Hi," you replied sheepishly, your voice barely above a whisper.
“Everythin' alright, angel?" your husband asked, concern lacing his words.
You sniffled, wiping away a stray tear. "I... I just miss you, Si. And I'm so hungry, but nothing in the fridge sounds good."
Simon’s heart ached at the sound of your voice, at the thought of you being alone, in need of comfort. "I wish I could be there with you, angel. You know I miss you more than anythin’."
A sob escaped your lips, emotions threatening to overwhelm you. "I’m sorry, Si. This is probably the last thing you need to deal with right now. I just wish you were home... I need you here. I need you to hold me. To eat junk food with me in the middle of the night. It’s weird not having you with me throughout this pregnancy. I got so used to you being around the first time. It never mattered how late it was. Whatever I craved, you either got up to fetch or prepare it. I miss eating with you. For goodness' sake, I probably sound like a blubbering cow. God I know I sound selfish. I’m sorry, Si."
“That’ll be enough nonsense. No more name-callin’. Eat all you want, beautiful. Vent all you want. ‘S no bother, love. Truly it isn’t.”
A flicker of determination sparked in Simon’s eyes as he listened to your words. "I may not be able to be there in person, but I can still make sure you're taken care of. Give me about ten to twenty minutes, love. I need to sort something out."
You pouted and whispered your agreement as Simon rushed you off the phone, still unsure of how to satisfy your cravings. You plucked a bottled water from the fridge. You waddled toward the living room. Your smile lit up the room as you noticed a pregnancy pillow on the couch. Simon had scattered them throughout the house before leaving. He wanted you to find comfort in any room while he was away.
Your fingers hovered over the remote, drawn instead to the flashing screen announcing Simon’s incoming call.“Babe, that was quick. I’m excited it’s a video call. I miss your f—” Your words came to a pause. He was no longer among his comrades. Your husband had whisked away to his sleeping quarters, all gear removed aside from his balaclava. Some would find it terrifying, but Simon knew that in the depths of your deviant little mind, you found it sexy, arousing even. The shirt and pants he wore underneath were deliciously form-fitting. He watched as your eyes roamed over his biceps. Though you couldn’t see, you were certain there was a sexy smirk underneath his balaclava.
“Eyes up here, angel,” he commanded, voice smoky and sensual.
“Damn it, Si. Now I’m craving both food and you. You cheeky bastard. Did I mention I miss your sexy ass,” you questioned in a teasing manner.
Simon leaned in closer to the screen, giving you a devilish wink. “Miss you more, angel. If you can stay up late for me tonight, I may have time to call you and render some special sleep aid,” he offered, voice smoldering with desire.
“Can’t we do that now?” you whined, mouth forming a slight pout.
“Not now, love. There are more important matters to handle first. I’m afraid my work isn’t done for the night. Can you be patient for me?”
“Yes, but—”
“Atta girl,” he husked, aware of what those two words would do to you.
You tried making a convincing argument, but a knock at the front door interrupted the conversation.
Confusion clouded your thoughts as you heard the sound of the doorbell ringing in the background. Stunned, you made your way to the front door, heart racing with anticipation.
Who on earth could be at my door at this hour?
“Um, Si. Baby, there’s—”
“I know. ‘S alright, love. Answer it.”
As you opened the door, your breath caught in your throat at the sight of a delivery bag from McDonald's sitting on the doorstep. A smile tugged at the corners of your lips as you realized what your husband had done.
"Si, you didn't have to..." you began, your voice filled with gratitude.
"Just open it, love," he interrupted, his voice warm and reassuring.
With watery eyes, you opened the bag to reveal an array of your favorite foods: chicken nuggets, a fish filet, fries, and a vanilla milkshake. Tears welled up in your eyes as you realized the lengths he had gone to make you feel loved and cared for, even from miles away. Simon understood that as a grown-ass woman. You could’ve ordered the food, but he knew it was more about the gesture and putting your mind at ease that mattered most.
"Thank you, baby," you whispered, love overflowing for the man who had stolen your heart many moons ago.
On the other end of the line, Simon smiled, his heart swelling with love for his wife. "Anything for you, angel. Now, let's eat together."
You giggled as his hand waved over an assortment of goodies you had sent in a care package.
“Baby, don’t you have any real food? Anything other than snacks?” you questioned, worried he wasn’t eating enough.
“Johnny’s on kitchen duty tonight. Not takin’ any chances. Eat up, love. Tell me about your day. Is the lil’ lad holdin’ down the fort? Papa left him in charge. And the littlest lad you’re growing? Is he still kickin’ you all night? He’ll be a ball of energy once he’s on the outside. You jus’ wait and see.”
As the two of you sat on the video call, sharing a meal, bonding over the love for your children. You felt closer than ever before. Distance may have kept you apart, but with a little FaceTime, all was right in the world.
After thirty minutes of conversation, the time came and Simon had to go.
“Duty calls, angel,” he gruffed, slightly annoyed.
“Go fuck some shit up, baby.”
Though your words were encouraging and playful, Simon saw the worry in your eyes. He did his best to put you at ease. Your husband playfully tapped the skull emblem on his mask. “Always a step ahead. Consider it done, love.” You offered a weak smile and chewed your lip nervously. Almost scared to end the call. Underneath the balaclava, his smirk disappeared. Your reservations could be felt even through the screen. Simon’s eyes darted around for a second before lifting his mask briefly. Your eyes connected as the usually stoic man offered you his most sincere attempt to ease your worried mind. Ashamed of him picking up on your innermost thoughts of panic, you broke eye contact. “Look at me, angel.” The beautiful shade of your orbs landed on his once more. “It’ll be alright, love. Don’t worry about me. I’ll be careful. Get some rest, and do your best to answer later tonight.”
“Jesus. You always know just what to say, and do you have to be so damn sexy when saying it? I just want to eat you.”
Simon dropped his mask back into place, voice lowered. With a hint of a growl, he responded, “Be sure to get that rest while I’m working, love. You’ll need the energy. I don’t care what time it is. When I get back. I want you pickin’ up on the first ring. Have that camera angle ready. ‘M going to watch you ride my pillow until you’re a shakin’, soppin’ wet, messy puddle. You’ll beg me to come. The filth that falls from my lips will be like music to your ears. I’m going to take you apart piece by piece with my words. Just to put you back together and do it all over again. You’ll be chanting the words ‘I can’t. No more, Si.’ How’s that sound, love?”
“Can you leave already? The quicker you depart, the faster you return,” you panted. “Fuck, Si. I’m so achy for you.”
“There will be no playing while I’m gone. Understood,” he asked, voice gravelly.
“Yes,” you purred.
“Yes, what,” he demanded.
“Yes, sir,” you moaned softly.
“Good girl. I have to go now, angel.”
“LT, wheels up in ten,” Johnny shouted from the doorway.”
“ I heard you the first time, MacTavish. Give me a fuckin’ minute.”
“Simon! Be nice,” you bristled.
Your husband turned back to the screen. He rolled his eyes as Johnny leaned in to meddle.
“Hello, dove. When are you going to leave this grumpy bastard for me,” Johnny questioned.
You started to reply with a teasing answer, but Simon cut you off with an irritated grunt.
“Gotta go, angel.”
“Okay, baby. You take care of my man, MacTavish.”
You giggled at Simon threatening Johnny while ending the call.
“MacTavish, flirt with the missus again.” Instead of ending his statement using words, Simon stared Soap down with a cold, emotionless gaze. His head tilted to the now black screen, and his hand moved to rest on one of his now re-holstered weapons. Johnny smirked, slapping a hand on Simon’s back. “That little lady’s got you head over heels LT.” Simon made no argument, just offered a grunt of agreement.
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Divider: @firefly-graphics
Wasn’t sure who to tag😩…
Tagging a few of my love bugs💓:
@darqchilddaydreamz @thirtysomethinganduncensored @percosim @astoldbychae @theeblackmedusa @johnnyshoe @thabiddie23 @starrynite7114
…
Inner workings of my mind:
*thirty minutes after posting it-> “they hate it!”*
*takes deep breath. must fight the urge to delete it.*
😆😂🤣.
👏🏽IT'S 👏🏽NOT 👏🏽BECAUSE 👏🏽A 👏🏽FLAG 👏🏽MEANING 👏🏽MENTIONS 👏🏽LOVE 👏🏽AND/OR 👏🏽SEX 👏🏽THAT 👏🏽IT 👏🏽WILL 👏🏽AUTOMATICALLY 👏🏽EXCLUDE 👏🏽ARO 👏🏽AND 👏🏽ACE 👏🏽PEOPLE 👏🏽OR 👏🏽BE 👏🏽A-PHOBIC!!!!👏🏽
No, because, bfr— Invalidating a flag because of it's creator being transphobic or racist is totally fine. A creator of a flag put their thoughts and goals on the flag, and it should be taken really seriously. But, nigga, wthhhh!!!
“aAaAhHhH! yOu PuT lOvE oN yOuR fLaG! yOu ArOpHoBe!” “YoU pUt SeX oN tHe MeAnInG oF tHe FlAg, ThAt'S aCePhObIa!”
First of all, y'all aren't even aro or ace or on it's spectrum, so just shut up in first place.
Second, you guys are acting like we asexual people are anti sex and like us aromantics are all romance repulsed. This is not how it works.
There are infinity ways of viewing sex. Me, for example: I don't even make a deal about what is sex. Because, for me, is just a biological way of reproduction that happens to gives carnal pleasure. But for other people may be different. Some people will view it in a more artistic like way, some people will see as a romantic like way. Bisha, why do you think some religious philosophies condemn sex before marriage? 🤨
And the same goes for love. Lmaooo, y'all forgot that there are billions of types of loves, lol. 🤦🏽♀️ Platonic, romantic, fraternal, maternal, familiar. Just saying that the meaning love excludes aromantic people is just the plainess of arophobia, that you guys say to hate. 🤣🤣
Honestly, this is a stupid reason to cancel a flag. Because not even the aroace spectrum community makes a big deal about love and sex. 😐
— Sincerely, a proudly aroace person. Goes by all pronouns. 🖤💜🩶🤍💚
.bullying
Today, I saw a “bring bullying back” post.
This white cishet guy was talking about the “cringe weird kids”.
The kids who didn't do nothing but acting like themselves.
And I was going to ask “when did being a cunt became cool?”.
But then I realized. When, in the history of humanity, was being nice the normal?
.i love my hair
I love my hair.
I love it's tight curvature and format.
I love the volume it has.
I love how he looks when it's without definition.
And I sure do love my frizz. It's natural, God knows my work on keeping it hydrated.
And I don't need your opinion on what my hair should look like (I know your only advice is to clog my head with cream until it looks 10% like straight hair; I'm tuned 'bout your tricks)
Fuck, I love my hair.
And no white supremacy can change that.
Fire on racists. <3
ok so im writing right? right and i just need to know what yall think is better first person (me, I, we) or third person (she, he, they)
yall i said this forever ago but it’s finally almost done. i should put it out in the next week or two and im soooo excited for it tbh
im gonna make this an x black fem reader blog. i’m not gonna have a very cohesive theme or anything but i do know that i love writing, and i have a very bad habit where i grow very attached to characters :)
i plan on putting out my first..story or head canon type thing this upcoming Monday or Wednesday 🙂
decode - cl16
context: charles leclerc x black!fem!oc, some smau (cause i love those doooown)
faceclaim: @balialdn on insta
cw: none
summary: after a five-month social media break, artist Ahvi finally comes back to social media. her comeback is in the midst of dating rumors swirling around her and two of her...friends.
Italic = flashback
feedback is appreciated, this is my first one so please be nice
ahvi
liked by charles_leclerc, zendaya and 8.473.875 others
ahvi: my french is getting better, might use it in this project…maybe? (be calm yall)
f1lover: CHARLES WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?! welcome back queen (im trying to be calm, i think i might actually explode from happiness)!!!
username74: oh look the whore is back
username54: awww we all hoped you would never come back
username12: no fr! when her contract ran out i thought that we were finally done with her
username276: YOU DIDNT SAY FOR A WHOLE YEAR MAAM
lewishamilton: new music, maybe?
ahvi: maybe… if you get me paddock passes
lewishamilton: ask your boyfriend...maybe
ahvi: blocked, reported and banned from listening to my music cause OMG?! i just got back too?! like please ntm on me
charles_leclerc: teaching you french has been quite the challenge, i would like some type of credit please
ahvi: if you podium i'll think about it
charles_leclerc: and if i get P1 i want a song written for me and to be in the music video
ahvi: *gasps in étonnement* thats asking for a lot, P1 twice this season and you've got yourself a deal
username67: you should have never come back nobody wants to hear your shitty music
stanningahvi: the fact that it’s been damn near two years without any new music… and a year since we've last seen you👁️👄👁️
lew_max.444: no cause if this is a trick…imma do something heinous
ahvi: is this a threat ? cause it’s kinda feeling like a threat
ahvi4f1: i mean…we can make it one if you want us to 🤷🏾♀️
zendaya: as your bestfriend i have to let you know, if you don’t drop this, i will do so for you (i will leak it)❤️
ahvi: sounds like less work for me tbh 🤷🏽♀️
zendaya: alright yall secret project dropping next month at 4 pm PST
ahvi: ouuu d*sney dupe 🤭
tomholland2013: please, don’t check your messages mate
zendaya: don’t listen to him. go check your messages babe. go ahead.
ahvi: #CANCELZENDAYA
liked by: zendaya, tomholland2013 and 45.856 others
ahvi
liked by: lewishamilton, sza and 5.946.087 others
ahvi: why didn't y'all tell me Australia is so hot ?? oh wait.. thats just me sorry y'all
landonorris : FIRST !
ahvi: 15th actually
landonorris : ......... you think you're so funny huh
ahvisdrafts: i mean she is actually a full time stand up comedian, part time singer-songwriter.
ahvi: you get it
username2: so, you and whats his face broke up and now you're going between F1 drivers?
f1grids: wow, never expected an A lister to become a grid groupie
girly2pop: are you ready to write a song for that man?
ahvi: stooop. shhhhhh. if no one mentions it EVER AGAIN i won’t have to do it
normani: tea is she's actually written like six of em already
georgerussell63: why is it always me?!
username29: girl we've heard the rumors about you getting around miss paddock princess
username : never would i have expected ahvi to become as close as she is with the f1 grid…like i didn't even know she knew what f1 was
username9: shes sleeping her way through it lol
username: girl you need to back up off charles
username6: no for real...going to australia three weeks before race week? way to scream desperate
Over the last year Ahvi has become somewhat of a hermit, between rumors swirling of a potential relationship between her and Charles, and her break up with her ex-friend becoming known to the public. All of this buzz around her name has generated a lot of hate, whether it be from her ex-friend's fans, Charles fans or her own haters. For the last year Ahvi has just been the internet's punching bag, despite not being active on the internet.
In the year she took away from social media a lot happened, a lot changed. Before she started her break, she was just off a stadium world tour, about to drop her first proper album. She felt on top of the world, until one day, with only three months left in her tour. Just before her second day at Wembly Stadium, when she fainted during soundcheck and was sent to the hospital.
- a year ago -
Her heartbeats so loud she almost can't hear what the nurse in front of her is saying. The nurse smiles lightly "I know this is probably very shocking, so I will give you some time, but your options are a bit limited with how far along you are." Ahvi nods, trying to process the words that were said to her, "I just- I'm sorry, I know I've made you say it to me a hundred times over but just...one more time and can I see the results."
"Don't worry, this is a common response in this situation," the nurse says as she hands over the blood test results. Ahvi looks at the blood test results, there it is, in black and white, "your HCG levels are higher than normal," the nurse points to her HCG results. Aleyah's eyes follow the nurse's finger, "Your results put you at being 17 weeks pregnant." There's that word again, pregnant, the one part of this she can't wrap her head around. As the nurse was talking to her an ultrasound tech brought in an ultrasound machine.
Ahvi tries her best to truly listen and absorb what the nurses are telling her as she lifts her shirt up to start the ultrasound. When the ultrasound tech brings the wand to where the gel was put a fast heartbeat fills the room and tears swell in the young singers eyes.
The 22-year-old looks at the ultrasound screen, a small incredulous whisper tumbles from her lips, "what the fuck."
lowkey i actually want to get into content creation, mostly long form because i don’t think im “fast” enough for short form. but im more drawn to long form, not just because I have a lot of things to say and I want to say them and not just write them down, but because im not sure entirely sure what type of content i want to focus on.
ideally i wouldn’t have to choose a singular topic and i would be able to create content for all the things I enjoy. like i looove fashion, specifically my current fashion journey, which I would love to document and get other peoples opinions on to help my fashion journey. I also enjoy talking and breaking down tv shows and songs/albums. but im nervous about being judged for my looks as well as not being supported by my friends.
but i’m interesting in going into marketing(social media management/broad cast journalism has been calling my name quite a bit right now) and a key thing that people hiring in marketing are looking for is experience with social media and having successful social media accounts.
Sebastian Michealis x Black Reader
Sebastian loves your skin color. He finds it so beautiful. He doesn’t meet many like you, so your very special to him.
I swear. This guy will touch your hair when he gets the chance. Your hair is so soft! He thinks its even softer than a cat’s fur.
If you’re not working at the Phantomhive manor, then every night (when he is not on a mission), he will come check on you (and touch your hair).
If you do work at the manor then good luck, bc everywhere you are he will be there too (don’t worry, he is a gentleman when you must go to the bathroom or change clothes).
Sebastian will sometimes ask for permission to do your hair or help washing it. Its just so soft he can’t help it!
You and Sebastian met in town. He and his young master had just talked with the Undertaker and was walking around town. Then out of nowhere a man comes running with a purse. Sebastian was about to stop him, but you had already got to the man and kicked his leg, so he fell on the hard ground. You took the purse and clicked your tongue. Sebastian was amazed. From that moment he thought to himself, I want them.
He used to sometimes ask his young master if you could stay with them. “Young Master can we keep them?”, said Sebastian. “For the 99th time Sebastian, LEAVE ME ALONE!”, says Ciel.
It didn’t matter if you lived at the manor or not. You were Sebastian’s little kitten~.
Black Butler men x Reader part 1
Agni
Who would slap the other in the face for a stupid decision, and who would not dare to slap the other?
Agni would NEVER slap you on purpose. He would only do it when he loses control. You on the other hand would slap him out of anger.
Who asks weird and complicated questions in the middle of the night?
You would say the most random shit, and Agni will just answer very calmly but also in a tired voice.
Who brings up the subject up of kids first?
Agni 100%. My boy loves everyone. Especially kids.
Who’s adorable when sleeping, and who gets grumpy and irritable?
Agni ALWAYS looks adorable. Try change my mind. You are the grumpy one when waking up.
Who’s the messiest?
You.
Who’s the funniest drunk?
Agni does not drink so…
Who’s better with kids?
Agni 100%. He would be a great father.
Who’s more protective?
Agni.
Who makes the other blush all the time and finds it adorable?
Agni doesn’t do it on purpose. But because he is so beautiful its so hard not to blush!
Who hugs the other from behind?
Agni loves hugging you from behind.
Who is the more dominant?
Agni.
Who curses and reprimands the other for it?
You curse and Agni will tell you that its not a good thing to do.
Sebastian
Who would slap the other in the face for a stupid decision, and who would not dare to slap the other?
Sebastian would never hurt you. But because you’re a human and has human hormones, you will slap him because you were angry and upset over something that made you lose it.
Who asks weird and complicated questions in the middle of the night?
You are of course. Sebastian will answer but when you say something like; which orange came first? The fruit. Or the color? He will not know what to say and will just tell you to sleep.
Who brings up the subject up of kids first?
Sebastian is not really into kids so I think it would be you.
Who’s adorable when sleeping, and who gets grumpy and irritable?
Sebastian does not need sleep. But every time you sleep, he would tell you in the morning that you looked like a kitten.
Who’s the messiest?
Sebastian would NEVER let you have a messy room. He would clean it all the time. (but you’re the messiest)
Who’s the funniest drunk?
You 100%.
Who’s better with kids?
You know more about kids than he does, so you.
Who’s more protective?
Sebastian f#cking Michaelis.
Who makes the other blush all the time and finds it adorable?
Sebastian would do it on purpose just to see your red face.
Who hugs the other from behind?
Sebastian. He finds it cute that you are smaller than him.
Who is the more dominant?
Sebastian if course.
Who curses and reprimands the other for it?
If you curse, he will give you a whole speech about how bad cursing is.
Black Butler men x Reader part 2
Ciel
Who would slap the other in the face for a stupid decision, and who would not dare to slap the other?
You would do it more than him. He loves you too much to hurt you.
Who asks weird and complicated questions in the middle of the night?
You. My boy just want sleep. 0w0
Who brings up the subject up of kids first?
Ciel seems like someone who is too busy to think about kids, but NOPE. He would like to know how you would see your future with him, so he would ask if you wanted kids.
Who’s adorable when sleeping, and who gets grumpy and irritable?
You two are adorable while sleeping, but Ciel is grumpier when he gets woken up.
Who’s the messiest?
Sebastian cleans Ciel’s messes so that only means one thing…Ciel is the messiest but will hide the evident.
Who’s the funniest drunk?
How old are you again? O-O
Who’s better with kids?
YOU! Ciel can’t even dress himself so how is he going to take care of kids?
Who’s more protective?
Ciel Phantomhive.
Who makes the other blush all the time and finds it adorable?
You would constantly tease him a lot, and he kind of likes it but he won’t admit it.
Who hugs the other from behind?
You.
Who is the more dominant?
0.0 no comment…*cough* Ciel! *cough*
Who curses and reprimands the other for it?
He curses the most, but mostly when Sebastian isn’t nearby. You on the other hand do not care if he curses or not because you curse too.
Prince Soma
Who would slap the other in the face for a stupid decision, and who would not dare to slap the other?
Soma would NEVER hurt his princess! Besides whom would hurt this bean?
Who asks weird and complicated questions in the middle of the night?
Him. He is to curios.
Who brings up the subject up of kids first?
Him. He really loves kids and would like to have some one day.
Who’s adorable when sleeping, and who gets grumpy and irritable?
He is very cute when he sleeps. And when he wakes up, birds will start singing while you just want more sleep.
Who’s the messiest?
He can be a bit messy.
Who’s the funniest drunk?
Him lol.
Who’s better with kids?
Let’s be for real guys. He is not that good with kids.
Who’s more protective?
He is all the way.
Who makes the other blush all the time and finds it adorable?
I hope you are ready to get teased all day and night. ;)
Who hugs the other from behind?
I think he would do it the most, but he finds it cute when you do it too.
Who is the more dominant?
I’m not sure on this one.
Who curses and reprimands the other for it?
Curse near him and he will tie you up and start tutoring you and…jk he will tell not to curse to much.
Black Butler males x reader part 3
Alois
Who would slap the other in the face for a stupid decision, and who would not dare to slap the other?
Let’s be honest. Alois has his moments. So, I think it would be him the most.
Who asks weird and complicated questions in the middle of the night?
Alois. One time he asked you if it was possible for males to become pregnant too. You ended up getting Claude to talk with him because you were too tired to deal with him.
Who brings up the subject up of kids first?
I’m not sure about this one.
Who’s adorable when sleeping, and who gets grumpy and irritable?
You my friend, looks gorgeous when you sleep. Alois does too, but I think he would be also get grumpy.
Who’s the messiest?
Alois, but he gets Claude to clean after him.
Who’s the funniest drunk?
I think it will be Alois.
Who’s better with kids?
To be honest. I think Alois is okay with kids. Like think about it. He raised his little brother Luka at a very young age.
Who’s more protective?
I would say Alois. He has already lost his parents and his brother. He doesn’t want to lose you too.
Who makes the other blush all the time and finds it adorable?
Alois would do it often when he got the chance. But I just also have a feeling that if you flirt back, he will become a stuttering mess.
Who hugs the other from behind?
I will say both of you. He loves coming from behind and hug you, but he would also love it if you did the same.
Who is the more dominant?
He is too young, but he gives me switch vibes so yeah.
Who curses and reprimands the other for it?
Alois curses all the time. No matter how many times people says it’s a bad language he uses. He just doesn’t care. Besides I have a feeling you curse too.
Claude
Who would slap the other in the face for a stupid decision, and who would not dare to slap the other?
Just like Sebastian. You would slap him because of your emotions.
Who asks weird and complicated questions in the middle of the night?
You honey. My boy does not need sleep.
Who brings up the subject up of kids first?
Again, just like Sebastian. He is not fond of kids. So you.
Who’s adorable when sleeping, and who gets grumpy and irritable?
Claude is a demon. And demons do not need sleep. So that means you’re the one who looks like an angel when asleep...or a demon.
Who’s the messiest?
My darling. It can’t be Claude. So, I think you know who.
Who’s the funniest drunk?
Must be you, unless you don’t drink of course.
Who’s better with kids?
You.
Who’s more protective?
Him 100%.
Who makes the other blush all the time and finds it adorable?
He will tease here and there. He just finds it funny how your face becomes red.
Who hugs the other from behind?
He isn’t good at showing affection, so I think it’s you. But please do it when you are alone. He is also not good at PDA.
Who is the more dominant?
I have to say him. (But I would love to see him as a sub :>)
Who curses and reprimands the other for it?
Sweetie if you curse, he will stare at you for 10 seconds and just move on. But he would sometimes tell you not to curse to much.
(Please forgive me if its bad. It have been a long time since i did this.)
Just a little update
The night I quit my job I was called for an interview somewhere else. I had been filling out applications since the beginning of the year. I accepted the job offer. I was able to have a week off to just reflect on my life and what direction I wanted to go in. I am going to see where this new path leads me. I've been feeling a lot better since I've been putting my needs first. Before my mind was all over the place. I didn't recognize who I was any more. Now, I swear it's like a fog lifting and I can see clearly. Idk, that's the best way to describe it. This season is mine, I'm claiming it 💜
You have to remind yourself to remain soft when life starts to get hard 💜