blackelysian
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elysian [el-ee-sian] : characteristic of heaven or paradise
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she/her. 27. reader/writer. 18+ my heart on paper
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blackelysian · 1 month ago
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Soul on Fire.
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AN: Its been waaaaaaaaaaaaay too long😭 here is something short I had in my drafts
18+ ONLY!!
Your room is quiet except for the low hum of music in the background. Candles flicker on the dresser, casting golden shadows on the walls. Christian stands there watching you—his eyes fixed, jaw tight, like he’s trying not to devour you too fast. There’s something in his stare tonight. Possessive. Hungry. Reverent.
He pulls you close, hand slipping behind your neck, thumb brushing your cheek.
“You don’t even know what you do to me,” he says low, like it hurts to admit.
Before you can answer, his lips crash into yours—not rough, just deep, like he’s tasting a memory. He lifts you effortlessly, like he needs you closer, higher, wrapped around him. You feel him hard through his sweats, pressed right where you throb for him.
He lays you down slow, kissing from your collarbone down, pulling your clothes off with a deliberate pace—not rushing, but making it clear that he owns this moment.
“Look at me,” he murmurs, sliding inside you. His voice changes—thicker, darker. “I want to see that pretty face when I make you cum.”
Your body arches into his. He grips your thigh tighter, pulls your leg around his waist. His strokes are deep, consistent—like he’s trying to memorize every reaction you give him. And when you start to tremble, his voice drops into a whisper near your ear:
“That’s it… cum for me just like that.”
You whimper his name. He grabs your chin and turns your face to his again.
“Look. At. Me.”
And you do—and it’s like your souls slam together in that second. His eyes don’t leave yours even when he finally groans, biting your shoulder, muttering “fuck, you feel too good” into your skin. He spills into you with a low growl, but it’s not just lust—it’s release. Worship. Surrender.
Afterward, he doesn’t roll away. He lays there—still inside you, lips on your forehead, whispering quiet things like “you don’t even know how much I love you.”
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blackelysian · 3 months ago
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blackelysian · 3 months ago
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blackelysian · 3 months ago
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are u ever sick w longing. and i don't just mean romantic longing. i mean longing for a place you barely get to see, longing for friends you no longer have, longing for feelings you might have left behind in your childhood, longing for creativity, longing for a rich and more expansive life, longing for less inhibition. longing for more passion. longing for ur life to be so incandescent w something it thaws all the frost in ur bones. are u ever so consumed w it it rends ur heart in two. do u understand me
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blackelysian · 3 months ago
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Moodboard for manifesting money/abundance into my life ✨✨💸🤑✨✨💰💸✨✨
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blackelysian · 4 months ago
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a trip around europe with my lover and we record ourselves fuck in every city please and thank you
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blackelysian · 4 months ago
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this is me all day
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blackelysian · 4 months ago
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actually need to be manhandled by a big sweet man who just wants to love on me for his own pleasure
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blackelysian · 4 months ago
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blackelysian · 4 months ago
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blackelysian · 4 months ago
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If you [ b l a c k ] reblog this.
don’t care what shade just reblog.
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blackelysian · 6 months ago
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This is what 53 looks like as a black woman! OBSESSED ♡
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blackelysian · 6 months ago
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I may be one horny mother fucker but I’m also one romantic mother fucker
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blackelysian · 6 months ago
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OMG Cant wait to read this in bed and rub my feet together
Christmas Slump.
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Black Fem! Reader x Lando Johnson.
Tv Show: All-American Homecoming.
Summary: You were spending Christmas with your friends, Cam, Simone and J.R. in your house, you had seasonal depression, they decided to help you and your boyfriend Lando wanted to see you.
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A/N: happy holidays! currently going through some seasonal depression and decided to write it away, don't forget to leave a like, comment & reblog to support, feel free to ask for a request! ❤️
Warnings: +18, dirty talk, fluff, praise,( male receiving) mention of seasonal depression, protected sex, voyeurism, comfort, the reader being sad but was comforted, soft Lando, submissive Lando, AU where Lando and Simone never dated but remained friends,
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The tall green Christmas tree shone brightly of red, green, blue, white lights with the smell of warm Christmas sugar cookies wafting through the air while you sat on the light green suede couch, a mug of warm cocoa in your hand. Taking a sip from it and allowing the chocolate to seep into your tastebuds. The four walls surrounding you are painted in chocolate brown decorated with pictures of you and your friends.
Simone stood by the Christmas tree while decorating it, smiling at the decor. Until her eyes landed on you, a distant look in your dark brown eyes. She walked over and sat beside you.
Cam and J.R. were speaking to each other about his position in baseball and Cam with his music club.
Unfortunately, you were currently going through seasonal depression with classes expecting more of your effort, and the stress overwhelmed you.
Honestly, you couldn't wait for the New Year to arrive already.
Your knotless ginger box braids tied back in a ponytail with your melanated skin shone brightly under the recessed circle snapped lights, dressed in a toffee-colored sweater and black sweatpants, white socks and slippers on your feet.
Thankfully, Simone started a club where black women on campus could have a safe space, to vent about their problems and find solutions. They can feel safe and secure in it.
In the space of your house giving you solace, you were equable and had no problem telling your trustworthy friends about your problems. You were tired of putting on a brave face.
If you could immure the emotions completely and throw away the key, you would do it in a heartbeat.
Your emotions were important, as was your mental health and well-being, not only to you but also to your friends, including your boyfriend Lando, with whom you've been in a relationship for three years.
“Hey, are you okay, girl?” Simone asked softly, her face softened in concern while lips fell into a frown.
You shook your head, your face resting in your palm as you turned around to face her, she gently plopped on the couch beside you.
“The holidays haven't been so merry for me Simone, It's the classes, the stress and expectations of being perfect.." you admitted softly, your voice trailing off.
“I felt the exact same way when I was going through my treatment, tennis and trying to keep it together, as a black women we can have a safe space. Y/N”
You smiled at her words of encouragement, you stood up and hugged her tightly and she reciprocated the warm gesture. “Thank you, Simone,”
“Anytime, that's what I'm here for,” Simone reassured softly, her hand rubbing your back.
With the help of your friends, you danced to music, baked cookies, and binge-watched classic Christmas movies.
But a special someone else was missing in the picture, Orlando. He noticed that
A knock on the door caught your attention, taking a bite of the pink Christmas tree cookie in your hand before swallowing and folding it in a napkin. “I'll get it!” you hollered,
You hurried your way toward the door, when you opened it. There stood your boyfriend Orlando, with a warm smile and bags of gifts in his hand.
“Orlando! I missed you!” you exclaimed, pulling him into a hug just as tightly as he held the gifts.
“Surprise!” Lando exclaimed, stepping inside and wrapping his arms around you in a tight embrace.
Orlando hugged you back, as the gifts were taken by Simone, J.R. and Cam with gentle smiles toward you and your boyfriend hugging each other.
Hey beautiful, I missed you more,” Orlando smiled, kissing your forehead.
“Lando, you didn’t have to come all this way,” you said, your voice muffled against his chest. Your head lifted and looked up at him.
“Of course I did. I know you’ve been feeling down, and I wanted to be here for you,” he replied, pulling back slightly to look into your eyes.
The familiar scent of his cologne enveloped you, offering a sense of comfort that you hadn’t realized you missed so much. He closed the door behind himself and kissed your forehead sweetly.
You smiled at his words, feeling a flutter in your stomach. “You’re the best Christmas gift I could ask for,” you said, your heart warming at his thoughtfulness.
“Speaking of gifts I figured we could make this a little more festive,” Lando declared, winking playfully as his hand hold yours.
Simone, Cam, and J.R. peeked from the living room, their expressions shifting from surprise to delight. Giving their friend some dap and pats on the back.
“Lando! You made it!” Simone cheered, rushing over to give him a hug.
“Good to see you, man,” J.R. added, giving him some dap.
“Merry Christmas, brother,” Cam chimed in with a smile.
You resumed to watch movies, laughing and playing games in the company of your friends and boyfriend. Making the gloom fade away.
Afterward, you bid farewell to your friends and classmates, they walked out of your house, heading toward Cam’s car and drove away.
Finally leaving you alone with Orlando. He sat beside you with the gift he brought for you in his hand. “And this is for you,” He spoke warmly, handing you the present.
You raised an eyebrow, curiosity piquing as you accepted the beautifully wrapped gift adorned with a shiny red bow. "You really didn't have to, Lando. Just being here is enough," you said, your heart swelling with affection.
"Just open it," he urged, a playful smile spreading across his face. You grinned back, the warmth of his presence making the holiday gloom fade again.
With a flick of your wrist, you tore into the wrapping paper, revealing a sleek, simple necklace that sparkled under the lights. "Oh my gosh, Lando, it's beautiful!" you gasped, holding it up to admire the intricate design.
“I saw it and immediately thought of you, it reminds me of beauty and I want you to wear it and remember you're not alone, during times like these,” He
“Thank you,” you whispered, blinking back tears.
You felt a warmth radiate from your chest, and as you leaned in closer, your lips brushed against his.
The kiss was sweet at first, a gentle exploration that quickly ignited into something more passionate.
His hands found their way to your waist, pulling you closer as the kiss deepened. Your hands rested against his back. “Let’s head into my room,” you announced boldly.
The both of you stood up from the couch, made your way to your bedroom. You've been trying to become bold when it came to your desires.
Gently pushing him, his back touched the soft sheets of your bed, his breath hitched. “Someone’s getting bold,” he teased, his eyes on you hovering over him making his dick harden in his sweatpants.
“You good with this?”
“Let’s make this night all about us,” he promised, his hand trailing down your body. You could feel the tension melting away, replaced by a warmth in the room.
You undressed him carefully, he did the same for you, clothes littered across the floor. Reaching over the bedside dresser, grabbing the small box of condoms. You picked one up, as you looked back at Lando.
With a teasing glance, you let your hand trail down his thigh. You wrapped your fingers around him, feeling him grow even harder beneath your touch. “I'm gonna take care of you,” you moaned softly, moving your hand up and down his dick with a firm yet gentle grip.
His groans, muffled grunts filled the room, “Y/N, that feels so fucking good..” he groaned again,
Encouraged by his reaction, you picked up the pace, using your thumb to roll around his sensitive tip. “You’re so good to me, so handsome, so
Your eyes locked onto his, watching his face contorted in pleasure from your precise touch. “Right there, baby,” he praised, Every sigh, every mention of your name spurring you on, his hips pushing into your hand.
After teasing him, his thick jets of cum spurted out and poured down his dick and your hand, your tongue lick his dick clean and your hand. you gently slide the condom on his dick and hover over him again.
His hands gripped your hips and aimed his length at your entrance, sliding yourself down on his thick dick. Every inch filled you completely.
“Oh fuck..baby,”
Your hips moved at gradual pace, your hands rested on his chest, pleasure flowing through every part of your body. Your walls choked his dick tightly, his teeth dug into his bottom lips.
The room was filled with the sounds of your breaths mingling, the soft slapping of skin against skin, and the little gasps and moans escaping your lips. You could feel the pressure building inside you, the familiar knot of pleasure tightening.
As you picked up the pace, Lando's hands moved to your thighs, pushing you down harder against him. "That's it, just like that, You're taking this dick so well." he encouraged, his voice a mix of praise and raw need.
You leaned down, capturing his lips again, the heat between you two radiating off the bed as it creaked. Lando's fingers dug into your skin, guiding you as you found that sweet spot, the one that made your head spin. “Oh..fuckkk! Lando!”
He watched your cum ooze down onto his, your ass clapped against his pelvis,“I love it when you mess on my dick,” he moaned raspily, his eyes rolling back.
“Baby, I'm close,” he warned, his voice strained.
“M-me too,” you admitted breathlessly, the tension reached its peak. You could feel that familiar wave crash over, and you wanted to take him with you.
His thumb rolled your clit in circles, you screamed out his name, your body shaking underneath him and fell onto his lean body, your nipple brushed across his, his lip trailing along your neck.
“I love you,” he groaned in your ear.
“I love you too,” you panted heavily with a smirk.
You collapsed onto him, rolling beside his body. Both of you panting heavily as the room falls into a peaceful silence. Lando brushed a braids from your face.
“You okay?” he asked in concern, his eyes softening as he looked at you.
“Better than okay, Thank you for being here for me, knowing how to make me feel loved” you replied, a grin spreading across your pretty face.
Lando picked you up in his arms, carrying you to the bathroom, and settled in the warm water with soapy foam, cleaning the both of you clean.
Lando helped you out, changed into some comfortable attire for sleep, he changed the sheets and blankets, he laid by your side with blankets warm from the dryer. The lemon scent aired the fabric, Kissing your forehead lovingly.
Your heart lifting at the sight of him, his dark curls framing his face perfectly, his warm brown eyes sparkling like the lights on the tree behind you.
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blackelysian · 6 months ago
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REBLOG if you are old enough to remember what a VCR is.
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blackelysian · 7 months ago
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blackelysian · 7 months ago
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🤤🤤🤤
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