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Wash Day (Johnnie Guilbert x Black!Reader)

A/N: I had a dream about this last night so I gotta write it even though this probably will not resonate with a lot of people, idk how much of Johnnie's fanbase is black but if I exist there's gotta be more of us!

Word Count: 1.3k

It was that dreaded day that almost every black girl hated, Wash Day, and (Y/n) was no exception. People thought because she had locs that that made wash day less of a stressful problem due to the frequency she had to wash her hair. And why yes, locs were convenient for day to day life as all she had to do was mist her shit and go, wash day was not any less stressful for her.

After years of growing out her hair and keeping it natural, she had finally taken the steps to loc it and from the beginning, she had been the one in charge of her loc journey. She started them herself, dyed them herself, and did every retwist and style by herself (along with help from youtube of course). But she was tired and what do you do when you’re tired? Get your man to do it for you! Walking down the hallway, her freshly washed hair tossed up into an old and raggedy t-shirt, she busted through the bedroom door.

Johnnie was used to her antics at this point, barely budging from his spot on the bed. His blue eyes peered up to look at her, eyes focusing on the t-shirt on the top of her head. “Ran out of towels?” he asked, confused. (Y/n) rolled her eyes at him, walking over to the drawer (that was formerly for Johnnie’s t-shirts) and started to pull out all the products she needed for her hair. Metal clips, gel, ponytail holders, that ratty black comb for her roots, spray bottle with the combination of oils and conditions that worked for her hair, and oil for her scalp.

“Cotton shirts are better for your hair. You should probably switch to them too since white men tend to bald prematurely.” she quipped, peeking over her shoulder to smile at him. He laughed at her sass, shaking his head as he kicked his legs over to the side of the bed to face her. “You busy?”

“Not necessarily, I already filmed and edited my video for tomorrow. Why?” she hummed at his response, pondering for a moment before dropping all the hair on the bed next to him. Dropping the towel from her body and ignoring the feeling of the long stare on her backside, she grabbed one of Johnnie’s shirts and a pair of gray gym shorts. It didn’t matter to either of them that his shirts clung to her body, leaving little to the imagination, spots of the already dark shirt growing a bit darker from her wet skin.

“If I teach you how to do my hair, will you do it for me?” she asked, removing the soaked shirt from her head and tossing it into a random corner of the room. Johnnie froze, body stiffening up a bit. He had years and years of doing his own hair, dying it and cutting it since he was 13. Hell, he had even helped some of his friends with their own but never had he done anything with hair of (Y/n)’s texture, let alone locs. From what she had told him, locs could handle a lot but they can also be quite tedious and in some cases even be more fragile.And she had lovely ones, they were healthy, shiny, and reached just beyond her shoulders. He had watched his girlfriend style her locs into intricate styles, the hours it’d take her, and how tired she’d be afterwards.She never let anyone do it but herself, saying she didn’t trust anyone to not ‘mess her shit up’. What if he- “You’re not going to fuck it up, don’t worry. Imma walk you through it all, okay?” she said, stroking his cheek gently, the tip of her acrylic thumbnail lightly dragging across his cheek.

“Babe, I don’t know…”

“Pleaseee? Pleaseee? PLEASEEE?”

He sighed, walking behind the chair she had pulled in front of the bed, patting the headrest. “Fine, fine. Only if I can control the music.”

(Y/n) had taken 2ponytail holders, sectioning off the middle and front of her head, leaving the back down. “Okay, you see how my roots are kind of stuck together almost? What Imma need you to do first is gently pull them apart so we can have clean parts.” she instructed, demonstrating herself. Although she couldn’t see his face, she could tell by his silence that he was watching her intensely.

And she was right, with his lip pulled between his teeth, he watched the movements of her skilled hands. He nervously lifted his hands to the back of her head, grabbing two locs like he had seen her do. “Like this?” he asked, pulling a lot softer than she had instructed. She giggled some, leaning her head back to look at him.

“You gone have to pull it a bit harder than that, baby. You’re not gonna hurt me. Trust me, I’ll let you know if you were.” she reassured, readjusting her head. He nodded at her words, pulling and massaging at the connected roots, celebrating silently as the parts formed a clean line. “There ya go! Now, take some of that gel, and put it around the base of the loc and a little on the root. We do that so the retwist will hold and help the roots loc but also so it’ll be neat.” she said, demonstrating what to do. “Then, you’re gonna take the comb and run it through the root a little bit, use the edge to smooth it out, and then roll it in your hands like this.” he made a small noise of amazement as her hands rolled the loc between her palms. He knew she put a lot of work into her hair, but never did he realize exactly how much was going into it. That explains all the times he’d find her passed out on the couch, products scattered all along the floor and table.

“I never realized how much you had to do. I wish you would’ve told me sooner. I would’ve loved to help you out.” he said softly. Her heart soared at his words.

“It’s okay. This is only one row out of a shit ton more so let’s get through this!”

The sun had begun to set as they got to the front of (Y/n)’s head.Johnnie’s nerves had gone down a lot with (Y/n)’s constant encouragement and all of her jokes and by the time he got to the last row of the back, he felt like he was a pro! All the metal clips jingled as she turned the chair to face him, figuring it’d be better that way for him to get the front done. (Y/n) watched her lover’s face, a soft smile on her own at how focused he was. His tongue stuck out the side of his mouth as he misted her hair. Leaning forward, she softly planted a kiss on his lips which he gladly reciprocated. It was short and sweet, full of appreciation for him helping her out. “Thank you, Johnnie.” she said softly.

“It was my pleasure, really. I’m glad you trust me enough to help you out. Plus, I’m a high school drop out. I’ll need another career option after Youtube dies.” he joked, causing them both to laugh at the thought of him as an emo loctician. “Annnd I’m done. What’do you think?” he asked.

Standing up, (Y/n) stretched, groaning as her body snapped, crackled, and popped from how long she had been sitting. Turning around, she looked in the mirror gasping a happy smile taking over her face. Johnnie had done an amazing job despite never doing anything of the sort. He watched happily as his girlfriend twirled around, admiring his work from all the different angles. The clips were still on, but you could still see from the preview that it was going to look great when it dried. Lunging forward, she threw herself into his arms, causing him to fall backward onto the bed. He made an ‘oof’ but reciprocated, wrapping his pale arms around her, burying his face in her neck, heart racing at the scent of shea butter and vanilla.

“You did so good!”

“Put your bonnet on before you mess it up!”

hops-hunny

My new fic on my new account! Minors and blanks dni or follow pls ty <3

I miss you guys :( I wanna get back to writing soon bc I miss it so much! I might keep this blog for fluff and use my other one for darker themes and smut but I'm not sure yet! Let me know if you guys want me to start writing again

Hello! I hope you are well, I am writing to you because it took me a while to find your account and your Neville Longbottom fanfic (That's why I love you). It turns out that I was looking for one shots on wattpad and I found a story that contained some, but as I started reading the grammatical errors became rarer, so I came to the conclusion that they were translated. The person who owns the story mentioned in some of the one shots that they were translated, but did not leave any credit, so I warn you as a precaution, in case you have not given permission for this, I would also like your help to find the other authors and their original work, I would like to read their work. The Wattpad user is @knuhow2 and the name of the story is "One shots neville longbottom" thanks and have a nice day!

I haven't been active at all recently but I did not give anyone permission to upload my fics anywhere! I've got an upper respiratory illness right now so I apologize for how long it took me to respond. I'm going to try and reach out to them and see if they remove it.

Thank you so much, dear!

Would I be able to get the link to your new blog? xx

Yeah I'll send it to you!

Oh how I’ve missed you !! 💛

Aww I've missed you too!! Its so nice to be back!

Alright I have the new blog!! I'll be sending it to those of you who asked and if you haven't you can IM me or send in an ask!

i loved and still do love your content and i'm sorry you've had to deal with the hateful comments, but if you plan on making a new account i'll gladly follow. please let me know? sending love your way.

I'm definitely going to make one after I get off of work today!! I'll be sending the name to those of you who've reached out! I'm not just posting it bc I want it to be 18+ and I don't wanna go through all the trouble that I went through converting this one to 18+ all over again.

But yes stay tuned! If I have time during my break I'll post it then <3

Are you still active?

Not on this account BUT I'm thinking of starting a new blog up. I've lost inspo for this one and like after all those racist and stupid ass inboxes I was (and still am) receiving I think its best I made a new account. I'll be giving it to you and anyone else who IMS or sends in an ask to me. But yeah hops-hunny is donezo. It's not worth the hurt ppl were causing but I still wanna write.

I kinda wanna write a mini series with darker content...

Step-dad Draco anyone?...

Also thinking of moving blogs again

I'm indecisive

#harry potter #harry potter imagines #harry potter imagine #draco x reader #draco malfoy x reader

Hey are you ok? It's been a while since we heard from you

I'm struggling through life😭 I'm going on vacation soon and just there's just a lot going on I'm sorry yall LMAO I'm fine though

SORRY I will probably post the fic tomorrow after I finish my first day of training at my possible new job question mark??? WE'LL SEE

babe!!!! hi!!!!!!

Omg hey!! How have you been?🥰

I NEED A NAME FOR THIS BABY

Preferably something nerdy but like I'm open to suggestions?? He's a blue nose German Shepard mix😍😍😍

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OMG I LOVE HIM SO MUCH DID YOU COME UP WITH ANYTHING YET

Me having most of the fic typed out but one paragraph 😭

ooo okok I need to get started on this pronto!

Um yesss please I need this nowwww

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WORKING ON IT, it's gonna be bomb omg

Older Sinclair Sister!Reader is sneaking around with Hopper. while at work one day jim notices that he and reader haven't had sex in a while, she gives him a bj or she'll grind on top of him with there clothes on and that's it. he begins to think maybe she doesn't want to be with him anymore. what he doesn't know is that she got her clit pierced and her nipples pierced and she had to wait for them to heal. lil sad and really smutty 🥰

ooo okok I need to get started on this pronto!

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