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@babyczk
hey girl! was just wondering if you were going to continue your royally screwed series? part one was so amazing, im obsessed!!!!!
honestly im so down to continue i just don’t know if anyone is even still interested in my writing lmao
anyway, what the hell do i do with this blog now?
coming back to ask what the hell is going on??? can anyone fill me in on this whole pm drama???
dear george floyd, i’m sorry america failed you
i’ve been feeling too many emotions, but the one that sticks out the most is dejection. i feel defeated, beaten down, broken. i feel like the space that i’m taking up, doesn’t matter anymore, it’s never mattered. i feel the weight of 494 years of oppression, i feel the heaviness of minnesota, i feel the rage of protestors, i feel the ache of my fists as i beat through these racially charged murders against my black brothers and sisters. how dare you kill them. how dare you try and tell me how i should feel. i feel nothing. i feel empty. how dare you beat me like a dead horse and then wonder why i am so broken. wonder why i am so angry. i feel anger. i feel angry. i’m living in a country that would rather see me six feet under, that would rather put a bullet between the valley of my eyebrows and wish me nothing but pain. dear george floyd, the man with a family, with friends, with a job, with a life, with a plan, with a heart, with a soul. you’re more than a hashtag, you’re more than a video. dear oscar grant, dear trayvon martin, dear philando castile, dear ahmaud arbery, dear sandra bland, dear eric garner, dear mike brown. i’m sorry america failed you. i’m sorry you were living in a country that has preached to be built on the ideology of freedom and justice for all, yet you died without either. i’m sorry that i’ve lost track of my black brothers and sisters, that your names all just blend together in my head. that i sit here and scream because i feel like i’m drowning and everyone is watching but no one is saving me. i’m tired of educating. i’m tired of explaining why my voice is hoarse and my fists are bleeding. but one thing will never change. i won’t ever stop fighting. because i love black people with everything in me. and i see you. and i’m sorry. i’m sorry the country that you love has never loved you back. i’m sorry the shackles of oppression and racism are still tightly bound on our wrists. i’m sorry america failed you.
hi love ! i’m glad you’re coming back soon but most importantly I’m glad that you’re taking care of yourself during this time ! ily✨
thank you bb!! ily <3
hi my loves!!! i hope you guys are doing well in these scary times and continuing to not only check in on your loved ones but also with yourself. i haven’t posted on here in awhile, mostly because i was extremely busy with school and also dealing with some good ‘ole mental health tings. but, with my school transitioning online, i’ve found myself with some more free time and i’ve really missed writing for you all and i have been brainstorming and coming up with some fun story ideas, though you guys are always welcome to hit me in my inbox or asks with things you’d love to see me write ✨ thank you for sticking with me and thank you for the sweet messages asking how i’ve been and if i’m doing okay :) it’s vv appreciated. for now, i would love to know how you all are doing, feel free to talk to me anytime 💌
Hi love if you’re still taking requests can I ask for 1, 4, & 5 with Zion from the prompt list please ? 💖
i’m not doing a prompt list but hmmm should i bring it back??
So you have anything you’re currently writing. If so what are they about?😏🤐
currently experiencing the worst writers block of my life :(
look at this fine ass bitch
saweetie just gassed zion’s ego up LMAOO
I just read something about Zion taking a photo of him smiling while being coated in your juices and like, can you imagine he accidentally posts it on insta thinking its a different photo. Or purposefully posting it on his story (bc he is a shit head)
This sounds exactly like something he’d do.
Zion would finish eating you out after making you cum three times, then grab his phone from the bedside table. He wraps his arm around your legs and rests his head just below your belly button. In the picture you can tell you’re not wearing underwear or any clothes for that matter, but all that’s shown is his head resting on your belly with his lips glistening with your arousal.
You can obviously tell what activities he’d been doing before the picture was taken. He takes the picture with your permission, posting it on his Instagram story because he wants the world to know that he just had the best time ever eating his girl out. Captions it with ‘Water don't run dry when I'm in wonderland.’
How do you think Nick would react to seeing you in lingerie for the first time?
Ugh I just live for my Nick request ✨
•••
Nick would be in awe seeing you in lingerie for the first time. While Nick was at the studio, you decided to treat yourself to a nice day of shopping and splurging on anything and everything. You stumbled upon the malls newest lingerie boutique where you ended up finding the cutest two piece emerald green lace set with a matching satin robe. Though you’d never worn anything like this in front of Nick before, you bought it anyways thinking he’d go crazy for it.
Nick had come back to your shared apartment after a long stressful day, only wanting to hold his beautiful girlfriend in arms. Little did he know he was in for quit the treat when you greeted him at the door in your newest little number. “Welcome home baby” you said swaying your hips towards him. Nick was speechless for a moment, leaving everything that had him stressed behind and only focusing on you. His eyes wondered upon your every curve while his bottom lip glued between his teeth.
“Goddamn ma you look fine as hell! Where did this come from?” Nick finally spoke as he grabbed your hand and twirled you around to get a full view.
“Just a little something I found while shopping today... you like?” you replied with a smirk.
“Oh trust me I absolutely love it” Nick responsed as his hands began tracing your hips over the lace that hugged them so tightly. “you look incredible angel... absolutely perfect” he continued before picking you up and wrapping your legs around his waist, carrying you to the bedroom. “Now... let me help you out of it” was the last thing said before a heated night between the sheets.
being a capricorn rising & always wanting things to be perfect is a SCAM
not sure if you’re taking requests but can you write something about nick being your best friends brother (or brothers best friend) and you guys have always liked each other and he finally tells you? thx
yess!! i’m most deff taking requests, thank u bb <3
went w/ brothers best friend hehehe
•••
you weren’t much of a drinker. or a partier. but when your older brother had decided to throw a huge christmas bash whilst your parents were away, the opportunity to get trashed in the comfort of your own home was too good to pass up.
plus, you knew nick mara would be in attendance, and drinking was probably the only way you’d be able to walk around without making a fool of yourself in front of him.
you spotted him across the living room, fresh cut on display for everyone to see. he was chatting adamantly to some people in a corner, and you eyed him down without any shame, the tequila giving you that liquid courage you needed.
it was cliché of you, you knew that. to harbor a crush on your brothers best friend. but honestly, you couldn’t help it. not with nick being around you 24/7 for the last three years. to put it quite frank, it was torturous. getting tongue tied anytime nick sparked a conversation with you in your own kitchen, which wasn’t too often. he’d mostly be tucked away in your brothers room, the two of them spending hours playing video games.
you smoothed down your velvet red dress; the only festive outfit you’d managed to find in your closet. the liquor was hitting you extremely hard as you pushed yourself off of the wall. looking around, you’d lost sight of nick, as well as any of your other friends that were scattered around the place.
“how much have you had to drink?” a voice called from behind you. the goosebumps on the back of your neck already alerted that you’d found nick. swiveling around, you were met with his boyish smirk, although concern was evident in his eyes.
“just a lil bit,” you slurred. nick raised an eyebrow, clearly not used to seeing this side of you on display. he was used to seeing the shy sister of his best friend, who’d blush and trip over her words anytime he was around.
“i think the party might be over for you, ma,” nick decided, looping an arm around your waist. the skin on skin contact sent butterflies swarming in your stomach, and you tried to focus on the ground instead of the way your heart was beating uncontrollably in your chest.
“but why?” you whined, allowing nick to lead you through the throngs of people and to the start of the staircase that lead up to your bedroom.
“because you’re drunk and if i don’t get you to the safety of your room, your brother might actually kill me.”
you didn’t object as nick continued walking with you, his hands secured around your waist, leaving a warm feeling that wasn’t coming from the copious amounts of alcohol you’d consumed earlier. he gently kicked the door to your room open, and you detangled yourself from his hold, flopping backwards on the bed. the room was spinning, but not in a way that made you want to throw up, but rather in a more comforting manner.
nick began to work on untying your sneakers, and pulling them from your feet, humming a random song. you lifted your head a little to watch him, his eyebrows furrowed in concentration as he focused on the rather difficult knot that had formed with the laces.
“have i ever told you that you’re really pretty?” you asked. nick looked up, a crooked smile on his lips as he shook his head. “well then, i think you’re pretty.”
“i think you’re pretty too.” he managed to discard your sneakers, standing up and gesturing for you to scoot up so he could pull the covers over you. you obliged, but before he could grab the sheets, your hand abruptly fell onto his, halting his actions. he glanced up at you, curious as to what you were doing.
“i need to tell you this,” you said with urgency. “and i need to do it right now or else i’ll never do it again.” nick eyed you warily, pulling his hand away slowly.
“you sure you don’t wanna wait until the morning?”
you shook your head, glad for the liquid courage. “i like you nick, as in really like you. and it’s fine if you don’t like me back or whatever but i just needed to get it off my chest.”
the room was silent, and when you looked over at nick, he was laughing silently, shoulders shaking and everything. you frowned, about to let your anger take over when nick spoke.
“you think i don’t know that?” your anger quickly morphed into surprise, and then slowly into slight embarrassment.
“oh.”
“which is why i find it funny that you had absolutely no idea that i like you back.”
“no fucking way,” you blurted.
nick looked down, a blush tinting his cheeks that you were able to clearly make out despite the dim lighting. “i guess we’re both idiots then, huh?”
you leaned up on your elbows, your fingers grazing over nick’s face. he watched your movements, letting your finger trace over his features before stopping at his lips. without hesitation, you both were leaning in, the kiss as tender as it could’ve been.
you and nick pulled away after a moment, smiles adorning both of your lips. he smoothed down your hair as you moved over, making room for him to lay with you.
“i feel like this is the only time being an idiot has worked out for me,” you admitted, laughing.
“yeah, i guess me too.”
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this has been sitting in my drafts for WEEKS, so if the ending seems weird & abrupt, i was honestly over looking at it and had to wrap it tf up
What’s your favorite thing about boys?
when they shut the fuck up
