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As of April 2025, content written before 2024 will be found in the ARCHIVE masterlist. This list will include full-length fics, drabbles, and the dad!fic masterlist also.

All writings feature Black women ONLY.

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i’m officially 1/4 of a century. 😀 anyway i generally hate my birthday but i’m choosing to celebrate. so here we are! 🤍

Welcome Home. (MBJ)

A Preview.

Summary: It’s time for the grand reveal of the new house — but it won’t be just a regular event. Not if Michael has anything to do with it.

Pairing: Michael B. Jordan x Black!Reader

WARNINGS: EVENTUAL smut, we’re going for a slow burn here. Smitten!Obsessed!Michael

hello i’ve emerged from the crypt. this is based off a dream i had. i’ll be adding on in chunks. winter at briar ridge is… on hold? idk it feels weird writing about christmas when i’m actively dying of heatstroke. ALSO. i turn 25 in 3 days. 🫪

life update

hello my babiez!! i hope everyone’s taking care. a little bit on me —

i realize that i haven’t been writing (notably, updating my ongoing fics) for the past few weeks, outside of sharing blurbs here and there. but!! i swear there’s a reason.

none of my IRL community knows this but i’m working towards a major promotion at the end of the year. to get there, there are some certifications and training courses that i’ll need to complete (since i’m not going back to school ANY TIME SOON). that’s been taking up quite a bit of time.

with this, when i’m not working or studying, i’m sleeping. 😀 but this weekend has helped me get caught up on rest AND my coursework, so now i feel like i’m able to get back on my writing shit.

things are moving. i’m debating on opening my ask box again to interact with y’all more. but i’m still not taking requests right now though; it’ll be strictly for talking to y’all. just bc i can’t commit to drafting new requests when i have old requests that i’m still working on 🫠

anyway. things are good.

still manifesting karl into my bed.

xoxo

a mini blurb from an idea i had…

He put his phone back in his pocket… walked down the hall, and froze at the bedroom doorway, partially in shock but in exasperation.

There were stairs on your side of the bed.

Little carpeted stairs.

Three of them, wooden with grip pads on the ledges, short and leading up to the mattress.

Michael shrugged the carry-on from his shoulder and set it down on the bedroom floor very carefully, the way a man does when he’s trying not to throw something.

He was standing at the edge of the bed, still in his travel clothes, staring at the stairs like they’d personally wronged him — when he heard the front door open.

The jingle of a leash, accompanied by nails scraping against hardwood.

Your voice, soft and animated, rang through the house amid the silence, talking to something. “Good boy. Yes you are. You walked so good, didn’t you?”

He was back in the living room doorway by the time you looked up, and the expression on your face told him everything he needed to know — because it was the expression of someone who had planned for this moment and was still not fully ready for it.

“Hey, baby,” you said, a little too warm, a little too bright.

On the end of the leash, a puppy sat and looked up at him: big dark eyes, one ear perked up and the other flopped, curly caramel fur disheveled from the outside wind. Its tongue was already lolling like he hadn’t a single care in the world.

Michael looked at the dog.

Then looked at you.

Then, agonizingly slowly. at the rope toy on the floor. “What,” he said, one hand gesturing around the general vicinity, the other propped on his hip, “is this?”

You unclipped the leash, which Michael immediately regretted because now the dog was free, and you straightened up with the energy of a woman who had rehearsed this.

“This is Adonis.”

PMS & Gas (MBJ!blurb)

Summary: Even though you’re not the nicest this week, he’ll never leave you hanging.

Pairing: Michael B. Jordan x Black!reader

WARNINGS: mentions of PMS (hence the title), strict!michael

everyone kiss kari rn or else this is your only chance before he goes back in my dungeon

i got a new dress and i wore it to a gala :)

i like it but it’s going back to the store 😗

also there was a girl that was talking about kari + sinners and was like “yess he’s my husband”… ma’am. 🫥 i don’t think you realize the ring’s already on MY finger.

i keep dreaming about michael + my family. like last night he was with my uncles on a fishing trip and he caught a fish. before that he was with my grandpa helping make dinner.

and it was like SO chill so clearly he’d been with everyone before… and everyone got along. 🤷🏽‍♀️

so what i’m hearing is, my people will work well with his people. and i DO believe my dreams have meaning. love that for me.

Chapter 4: You Like Me.

Warnings: n-word bc i can, angelo’s character development… and other things. no smut tho sorry. your draws will be clean this chapter

hehe

breaking news: tippy tapping on my computer as a write chapter 4 of briar ridge and living my y/n fantasies.. simultaneously manifesting that 6-foot man into my bed

also: i had a thought that if michael had a dog he would name it adonis. and idk the breed but he looks like the kind of guy that would want a doberman but end up with a cavapoo or something bc his gf/wife doesn’t want a big dog

not me at 3k followers already 🥹🫶🏽 i love y’all. thanks for enjoying my shenanigans

Oscar. (MBJ)

Summary: After tonight’s major win, he just needs a second. Alone. With you. That’s the real prize.

Pairing: Michael B. Jordan x Black!Reader

WARNINGS: none

yes i went overboard who cares