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elocinnicole · 2 years

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Pairing: Daveed Diggs x Black!Reader [Lauren Taylor] (College AU) Rating: 18+ MINORS DNI smut (phone sex, mutual masturbation, fingering, oral f receiving, unprotected sex, overstimulation) Summary: Daveed offers his girlfriend some relief as she prepares for finals. AN: Hey! How y’all doing, ya girl is back! I had so much fun writing this I hope everyone enjoys! This is for DJ’sAllIWant4KChristmas22. So why not return with a Daveed Diggs smut? I hope everyone had a great Holiday and Happy New Year to Everyone!!!

Dividers by: @firefly-graphics

Word Count: 2.4K Prompt used: 13 "You didn’t think I’d let you spend Christmas alone, did you?”

December 2003

Lauren sat in her dorm, Erykah Badu playing on her iHome speaker, studying at her desk. She has Fall Semester finals approaching, and she feels like she’s at her breaking point. She’s in her senior year as an Architectural Studies Major and counting down the days until graduation. Her concentration was broken by her phone ringing. She quickly ignored the call as she diligently continued her sketch for the first part of her final project. Lauren was determined to finish her sketch despite the busy day she had. Not only did she do her work study, but she also had gymnastics practice today, to say she was tired would be an understatement. Her phone rang again, and she instantly hit decline. Whoever was calling her would have to wait.

When she was about to put the finishing touches on her sketch, her phone rang again. Frustrated she slammed her pencil down and answered the phone.

“Hello?” She greeted her voice laced with venom.

“Damn, you ain't check your caller ID?” Lauren tried to hold back the smile that was trying to form but she couldn’t help herself.

“You know you wanna smile, Lo.” Lauren’s boyfriend Daveed said through the phone.

“Hey, babe. I’m sorry I’m just trying to get this to work.” She responded not taking her eyes off the blueprint she was working on. She placed her phone on speaker and returned to working on the blueprint.

“You working on that blueprint still?”

“Yeah, I want it to be perfect.”

“Don’t stress yourself out, you already sent me a picture. It looks amazing.” Daveed insisted, his voice heavy and low

“What you doin’ you sound tired?”

“I’m good, are you alone?” Lauren raised her eyebrow at the question.

“Um, yeah, Jamila and Kaitlyn are at the library and Alyssa left Monday. Fucking English major.” She lamented

“So that means you by yourself?”

“Yeah, you already asked me that. What’s going on?”

“I want you to stop working on your blueprint.”

“What? Babe, no I told you before I need to get this done I have gymnastics practice tomorrow.”

“Lauren.”

The tone of his voice made her stop, she rubbed her thighs together in anticipation and arousal.

“Yeah,” she breathed

“Get on the bed for me.” Lauren quickly grabbed her phone and climbed onto her bed. “You in bed?” Lauren nodded forgetting for a split second that he couldn’t see her, she heard him chuckle and mentally slapped her forehead

“Can you use your words, babe?”

“Yeah,”

“Where’s your vibrator?” Lauren rolled her eyes at her boyfriend’s question

“It’s not a vibrator, it’s a massager.” She stressed

“Then why you keep it under your pillow?”

“For when my leg cramps up at night.”

“Oh aight” Daveed replied unconvinced “What you wearin’ right now?”

“My blue shorts, the ones you like, and your Track shirt. Do you want me to take it off?”

“No, leave it on. I’ve been missing you, Lo.” Daveed breathed into the phone

“I miss you too D,” Lauren moaned into the phone, while she caressed her breasts

“Whatchu doin Lo?” Daveed asked her but they fell on deaf ears as she started to pinch and pull on her nipples “I didn’t say you could touch yourself, Lo.” Lauren sighed before reluctantly removing her hands from her breast.

“D,”

“I got you, Lo, take off your shirt for me. Play with your nipples Lo.” Daveed chuckled at the shuffling he heard over the phone. Lauren groaned as she did what she was told, she heard Daveed curse into the hone. “Fuck, babe I wish I could see you right now. Tell me how you feel?”

“It feels good…but fuck, I wish it was you.”

“I know Lauren me too,”

“Shit, Daveed.”

“Go head and see who wet you are,” Daveed said huskily

Lauren didn’t hesitate and immediately began to rub her clit, her hips began to move on their own, whimpering at how good it made her feel. She pressed two fingers inside moaning and gasping aloud.

“Daveed, I want you so bad right now.” She could hear his breath becoming heavier it was clear he was touching himself as well. Just then the door to the dorm swung open. In record time, Lauren pulled her blanket over her body to shield her bare chest.

“Lauren! Guess what the fuck happened—” one of Lauren’s other roommates Jamila called out

“You good?” She questioned eyeing Lauren,

“Uh, yeah I’m just talking to Daveed.”

“Oh, hey Daveed!” She greeted, seemingly clueless as to what was happening before she walked into the room.

“Hey Jamila,” Lauren took Daveed off speaker and held the phone to her ear.

“I’ll talk to you later,”

“Okay, when do you come home?”

“I’m staying through break, I’m taking a winter class and I have practice so I’ll be spending Christmas here.” Lauren deadpanned

“Damn, Lo. I thought we could spend some time together.”

“Me too, but we have Olympic trials coming up and I’m on the shortlist.”

“I understand, stop working on your project and get some rest.”

“Since when do you tell me what to do?” Lauren teased

“Do I need to remind you who’s in charge?”

“Maybe, I think I forgot,” She flirted back causing Jamaica to gag dramatically, Lauren rolled her eyes at her roommate

“Bye Daveed, love you.”

“Love you too.”

“Alright, guys I have to go soon. I’ll be home after New Year,” Lauren said to her parents over the phone

“Okay, sweetie. Merry Christmas!” Overlapping Holiday greetings rang over the phone from various family members.

“Merry Christmas Mom and Dad, I love you!” Lauren ended the phone call, tears threatening to fall. This is her favorite time of the year and not spending it with her family or Daveed, was hitting her hard this year. She disliked the one person who could make her feel better, hoping to get rid of his feeling.

Lauren frowned when she was sent to voicemail after one ring. She dialed his number again and the same thing, straight to voicemail. He’s never ignored her call unless he’s texted her that he was doing work or at practice. Wanting to shrug off the feeling she went back to working on her final project for class. Maybe she’ll call him later.

She was about to call him back again when there was a knock at her door. Lauren glanced at the cooktop that was still plugged in from breakfast, she cursed under her breath. Someone must’ve snitched to the RA.

“Hold on!” she called out, she haphazardly put stored the cooktop elsewhere before walking over to her door she swung it open only to be surprised by the person standing on the other side of the door.

“You didn’t think I’d let you spend Christmas alone, did you?” Lauren jumped into Daveed’s arms, wrapping her arms and legs around him. Lauren finally unwrapped here self from her boyfriend so that he could come into her room.

“What about your family?” Daveed shrugged his shoulders

“I wanted to be with you more,” Daveed grabbed her chin and tilted her head until their lips met in a kiss.

“I have some things for you,” He said against her lips before kissing her once more.

“Oh really?”

“But first,” Daveed smirked before picking up his girlfriend and effortlessly carrying her to her bed. He leaned down to kiss her when Lauren put up her hand to stop him

“I’m still working on my project, give me like five minutes,” Daveed sighed dramatically

“You can get yourself settled then I promise you’ll have my attention.” Lauren kissed his nose before hopping off her bed and going to her work.

Daveed told Lauren he had to step out for a bit to get something he left behind and to pick them up something to eat. She didn’t realize how long he was gone until she saw the time on her phone. Just as she was about to text him, her door opened and Daveed walked in with some Target bags and takeout food.

“Sorry I took so long, I was looking for something.”

“What were you trying to find, Lauren Sid not taking her eyes off the laptop in front of her.”

“This,” Lauren turned around and chuckled when she saw Daveed holding a mistletoe

“You’re so adorable,” Daveed frowned slightly

“Adorable?” Lauren playfully rolled her eyes a she walked up to Daveed

“How does sexy sound?”

“Much better, I think you owe me a kiss.” Daveed cradled the back of Lauren's head and brought their lips together in a kiss. Tier lips still attached, Daveed forgot the mistletoe toe and picked up Lauren, not that it was hard picking her up. He walked them to her bed until they fell back. Lauren was the first to pull back.

Lauren looked up at Daveed, she shuddered at the feel of his hands gliding up the back of her legs until his hands were just below her ass. He pulled her so that she was properly straddling him

“No one’s here right”? He asked

“Yeah,” Lauren breathed suddenly feeling hot

“Good, because I want to hear you.” Lauren put both of her hands on his face and pulled him towards her. She whimpered not the kiss before seeping it. Daveed moaned into the kiss, gently biting her lip before sweeping it with his tongue. His hands moved from caressing her back to expertly undoing her bra and tossing it aside. Daveed moved from her mouth and continued down until he reached her neck and found the spot that made her pull his hair.

“Daveed” Lauren whined. In a flash, Daveed flipped them over so that he was on top. He pulled off his shirt before taking off Lauren’s. His large hand roughly palmed her breast while he sucked and nibbled the other purposely avoiding her nipple making Lauren groan

“What do you want Lo?” He asked smugly before going back to mouthing at her chest.

“Daveed please?” She wrapped her leg around him, wanting to feel him even closer

“This what you want?” Daveed put his whole mouth on her breast, sucking and biting on her nipple

“Fuck, Daveed! Ahh!” She wailed

“You sound so pretty baby,” Daveed whispered before giving her other breast the same treatment. Just as Lauren was about to find out if one could actually cum just from nipple play, Daveed stopped and pulled away.

“Fuck, you look so beautiful,” Daveed said huskily before he started kissing down her body until they reached her shorts, she lifted up so that Daveed could take them off and raised an eyebrow

“No panties, were expecting someone?” He teased

“I don’t know, maybe I was.” She teased back, Daveed smiled darkly before parting her lips and diving in using his tongue to lick up and down.

“Mmm Daveed,” Lauren eyes rolled to the back of her head when his tongue flicked over that small bundle of nerves, not that it took him long to find it. He pushed her legs so that her knees were pressing into her chest, keeping her open for him. His lips still attached to her clit, he pressed two fingers deep into her

Lauren chanting his name was much to his ears, her pussy clenched down on his fingers. He looked up at Lauren and he could’ve um right there, the way her face contorted in pleasure, the way her hands were gripping onto his hair. He finally pulled away from her clit to reach up and sloppily kiss her. Lauren moaned, tasting herself on Daveed’s lips

“You close Lo?”

“Yes, D, baby I’m so close. I wanna come,” Just as she was about one, Daveed stopped his ministrations.

“I want you to come around my dick,” Daveed sat up so that he could take off his pants and boxers. He reached over to his bag and quickly searched it before letting out a sigh

“Damn it,”

“What?”

“I can’t find the condom,”

“I’m on the pill," Lauren said quickly

“Since when?”

“Last month. Merry Christmas,” Daveed grabbed Lauren’s neck and pulled in for another kiss, Lauren pulled him back down to her, she reached down grabbing Daveed’s flick to rub hit against her, Daveed started to slowly ease in, and he pushed until he was all the way in, he waited for Lauren to nod before he pulled out and pushed back in. Lauren cried into his neck, wrapping her arms around him tightly, every thrust making her whimper for more.

“D, harder,” Daveed happily obliged, putting more force behind each thrust. He reached down and hooked his arms under her knees, and with renewed vigor, he slammed into Lauren “Ahh, fuck!”

“Babe, you taking me so well, fuck I missed you.” He grunted

“Daveed, I’m coming, I’m coming!” Lauren hit her climax, shuddering as Daveed continued to fuck her, starting to feel sensitive, she tried to back away but Daveed held her closer

“Un uh, this my pussy, take this dick,” Daveed said chasing his orgasm and wanting to push Lauren over the edge.

“I can’t Daveed,”

“Give me one more, Lo,” Daveed’s rhythm faltered before he stilled as his own climax overtook him, Lauren climaxing shortly after. They laud there shaking and trembling in the arms of each other. Daveed slowly pulled out and lay next to Lauren pulling her close to him. They sat there in silence for a while, just holding each other. The food is long forgotten sitting on Lauren’s desk. “Thank you for spending Christmas with me, it was really sweet of you to drive here.”

“I know how much you love the holidays and I didn’t want you to spend it alone. I love you, Lo, like it or not you’re stuck with me,” he joked

“I guess you’re alright.” Lauren teased

“Alright, I wasn’t alright this minutes ago, ‘Daveed, don’t stop! Daveed,” Daveed mocked with his best imitation

“Keep it up, that’ll be the last time you hear it.”

“You know I’m just playing,”

“Mhmm, you got jokes huh.”

“How can I make it up to you?”

“Hmmm, we can watch my favorite movie while we eat.”

“Lethal Weapon?”

“It’s a Christmas Movie,”

“There’s like two scenes that reference Christmas time, it’s not the premise of the movie.”

“And?”

“Fine, I can straighten up in here while you heat up the food?”

“Deal.” Their lips met in a haste kiss. As much as Lauren missed her family this year for the Holidays, there’s no one else she’d rather be with at this moment than Daveed.

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5eraphim · 2 years

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eras of tumblr i could give hour-long Ted Talks about

(only including eras i participated in, not what i’ve lived through second-handedly. these are what i personally remember seeing on my dash, i’m sure there’s plenty i missed. This is an ongoing list/not fixed/subject to future edits.)

2015 gravity falls

the rise of sexyman bill cipher

depravity falls and putting 12 yr old characters in violent guro situations

alex hirsch worship

billdip discourse

the diehard thirst for Gruncle Ford

“i want to fuck that dorito”

2015/16 Black Butler

SebaCiel discourse

Grelle discourse (like, i don’t even know how to elaborate, but if you were there you would remember how people were fighting over her characterization in all different directions. Which is funny because, love her or hate her, she is barely even in the show lol)

The needlessly intense sjw vs anti-sjw/ fiction doesn’t effect reality/ shipping fighting

can’t quantify this, but i swear 80% of the fans were ex-hetalia fans

Black butler 2 being either loved or hated, while book of circus was almost unanimously loved

the Scott Freeman incident...

no one giving a fuck about the female characters

Yana/Jay Michael Tatum worship

2016 Undertale

Sans undertale sexyman rise

the most raw video game soundtrack of all time

papyton

no one agrees how to draw undyne, but we all agree that she’s gay as fuck

(This is a personal anecdote, but i actually made a friend in highschool bc i drew undertale fanart on the board at latin class nd she added to it the next day, i added to it the next day and eventually we met up and it was so adorable)

“get dunked on”

2016-17 hamilton, heathers, great comet, dear evan hansen, be more chill musical theater insanity

rip tumblr user galactibun

The Hamilton craze breathing new life into the 1776 musical fandom

Most bizarre fanfic aus seen on tumblr thus far (hamilton)

The great comet Tony snubs

BMC and DEH blowing up, despite most fans only caring about the characters, totally ignoring the plot.

“Miku binder Thomas Jefferson”

No one giving a fuck about “The Hamilton Mixtape”

Gatekeeping fans who didn’t read war and peace or the ron chernow biography (i don’t think anyone ever gave a shit about the BMC orginal book which is SO FUNNY)

lin manuel miranda worship

real people fanfictions of actors/shipping them (especially hamilton!)

Key Figures include: Lin Manuel Miranda, Ron Chernow, Philipa Soo, Daveed Diggs, Ben Platt, George Salazar, Barette Wilbert Weed, and Mike Faist

2016-2017 the yuri on ice, killing stalking, kaikyu yaoi trifecta

Yaoi take over

The anime fans collective salt over YOI winning anime of the year 2016

Not in this time period, but the Killing Stalking fans despising the ending en mass several years later.

Free! was also huge as the second season concluded not long before, but wasn’t receiving new updated in Realtime like the other three.

honestly? i mostly just remember people drawing some of the most beautiful fan art of the characters and not bothering to follow the plots

2015-2016 steven universe discourse peak craziness

There are no words, looking back this all feels like a fever dream

Insane fan-theories (as in- even for Tumblr, these theories were very out there)

Pink diamond character derailment

“watching steven universe is the opposite of eating pussy”

Gemosonas

fusion = sex???

“it’s over isn’t it” single-handedly inspiring some of the most beautiful fan art to come out of the show; "Stronger than you” def inspired much more fan-creations, but they were nowhere near as good imo

That terrible lily peet video that sent a tidal wave of fandom-fighting

Concrete

Nicki Minaj guest appearance

the porn avalanche predating the 2018 nsfw ban

My OG account got banned >:( (i never posted porn, tried to email support to no avail, I DID NOT DEVERVE THIS YOU NARCS)

50-50 mix of people posting lewd art and people posting links to find them as they migrated to twitter

“Female presenting nipples”

The return of the citrus scale (orange: PG/G, Lime: PG-13, Lemon: R, Grapefruit: X)

“Too Spicy for Tumblr”

Didn’t even stop the porn bots, mostly just screwed over artists and writers

IMO the peak of user v staff animosity

2020 hannibal

The small but loyal anthony hopkins defenders

Some of the most beautiful creative gore art

The moodboard to web-weaving pipeline

People being surprisingly respectful of fans who only watched the show, or who didn’t read Red Dragon/Silence of the Lambs, or where otherwise not invested in the greater overall Hannibal canon.

Manipulate, mansplain, malewife

Key Figures Include: Madds Mikkelson, Hugh Dancy, Anthony Hopkins

november 5, 2020

You just had to be there man, i don’t know what to tell you.

Key Figures include: Donald Trump, Castiel, Dean Winchester, Joe Biden, Vladimir Putin, Nevada, Georgia, Wisconsin and debatably Sherlock season 5

the 2021 coquette girl blogger era

Lana del rey worship

The ungodly amount of softcore porn

Gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss

Glorification of eating disorders, benzos, trailer parks, predatory men, age gap relationships, and so much more!

Teenagers blogging about Russian lit you know they never read

Waifblr

Still not sure to this day how much of this was ironic and how much wasn’t?? Or if any of this was self-aware???

Yes babe you’re so bambi, kate moss, diet coke, wellbutrin, dasha nekrosova, ballet, klonopin, trad cath, fawn, dior, sofia coppela, can you please shut the fuck up now?

key figures include: Lana del Rey, Daisy Randone, Dasha Nekrosova, Nina Sayers, Fiona Apple, Anya Taylor Joy, Sylvia Plath, Kate Moss, Kirsten Dunst (probably so many more, but this is just off the top of my head)

(bonus)

2015/16- My personal earliest memories of really getting into tumblr, and witnessing the tail-end of the Hetalia reign

2016- the end of Homestuck

2016- the epidemic of overwatch porn

2016- Does Jumin Han is gay?

2017- RWBY’s nosedive in quality from season 3 to 4, losing the majority of the fanbase

2018 Boyfriend to Death civil war (Gatobob v ElectricPuke)

2018- Detroit become Human drops and the robot-fucking gatekeeping

2018- the Game of thrones/Endgame joint disaster ending melt down

2019- Sub-par Omens

2020- the Dead by Daylight community rioting when Pyramid Head’s ass got nerfed

2020- Cyberpunk 2077 is released and is torn apart almost instantly. Looking back by my approximations post were made up of- 10% people who were actually playing the games and enjoying themselves, 20% people who were playing the game and WEREN’T having fun, 55% People who never bought/played the game who were making up crazy glitches for clout, 15% hardcore pornography of characters you’d never seen before. (I’m quite salty about this bc I worked at GameStop at this time and had people constantly talking about glitches in casual conversation and I just know most of these bitches were LYING.)

20??- don’t remember the exact dates, but phase 3 marvel was un-escapable at this time

2020/21- Succession blows up

2022 Ghost bc blows up on tiktok, the fandom already sizable on tumblr only goes up from here

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outta-trouble · 2 months

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hazbin hotel Alastor re-design

so i'm writing fanfic about hazbin hotel and i wanted to have a character designs template. For now i have this Alastor sketch re-design, it is inspired of many redesigns i have been seeing of the art community of HH. Also i gave him a hairstyle that shows lore; from the last fic I wrote i put him as a fallen angel au, he used to have medium long curly hair, so because the draw is from a point when he is already at the hotel, i gave him tied curly hair.

fun fact: the hair is a copy of Daveed Diggs' hairstyle as Lafayette in Hamilton. literally i putted a screenshot of him with low opacity and then i dragged it into the draw lol.

sometimes i can't believe how tf do i draw with fingers on my phone broken screen lmao

#ibis paint x #hazbin hotel #alastor hazbin hotel #ao3 fanfic #redesign #character redesign

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ovrarches · 1 year

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the mermaid au... daveed diggs saying that his tail as a mermaid would be purple in a buzzfeed little mermaid cast interview a friend just sent to me... pls, it's all coming together 😭 immediately had to think of your mermay stuff

Omg wait really?? Ok ik he hates when ppl always associate him with Hamilton but I’m hanging onto this one sbsjdhdj

#I can’t watch him in that movie bc his accent is so bad #do you ever think lmm is pulling an Adam sander/mamma Mia and just hiring his friends to party/travel for a few months all expense paid

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În Camera Reprezentanților SUA, democrații au publicat vineri un raport în care condamnă răspunsul administrației Trump la pandemie drept „unul dintre cele mai grave eșecuri de conducere din istoria Americii”.

„Cel puțin 6 milioane de americani au căzut în sărăcie și alte milioane sunt șomeri”, se arată în raport.

Raportul intermediar de 71 de pagini al personalului democrat de la Subcomisia pentru alegerile Camerei Parlamentului privind criza coronavirusului a mai spus că anchetatorii au identificat peste 60 de cazuri în care oficialii administrației Trump au respins sau au respins sfaturile oamenilor de știință de vârf pentru a promova interesele politice ale președintelui.

„Răspunsul guvernului la această criză economică a adus beneficii marilor corporații și americanilor bogați, lăsând în urmă multe comunități dezavantajate și mici afaceri care se luptă”, se arată în raport.

După ce a fost internat pentru Covid-19 la începutul lunii octombrie, Trump a continuat o campanie masivă care a atras mii de susținători care s-au adunat și mulți nu purtau măști. Campania Trump spune că mitingurile sunt sigure și că măștile și distanțarea socială sunt respectate.

O investigație CNN a constatat că 14 dintre cele 17 state chestionate au arătat o creștere a ratei cazurilor de Covid-19 la doar o lună după găzduirea unui eveniment de campanie al lui Donald Trump.

Filmul, cunoscut și sub denumirea de film, film sau film, este o formă de artă vizuală folosită pentru a simula experiențe care comunică idei, povești, percepții, sentimente, frumusețe sau atmosferă prin utilizarea imaginilor în mișcare. Aceste imagini sunt în general însoțite de sunete și mai rar de alte stimulări senzoriale. [1] Cuvântul „cinema”, prescurtare pentru cinematografie, este adesea folosit pentru a se referi la cinema și industria filmului, precum și la forma de artă care rezultă din aceasta.

❏ STREAMING MEDIA ❏

Streaming media este conținut media care este primit și prezentat în mod constant unui utilizator final în timp ce este furnizat de un furnizor. Verbul streamer se referă la procesul de livrare sau obținere a media în acest mod. [E nevoie de clarificare] Streamingul se referă la metoda de livrare a mass-media, mai degrabă decât la mass-media în sine. Distincția dintre metoda de difuzare și media distribuită se aplică în mod specific rețelelor de telecomunicații, deoarece majoritatea sistemelor de difuzare sunt fie în mod inerent în flux (de exemplu, radio, televiziune, aplicații de streaming) fie în mod inerent non-streaming (de exemplu, cărți, casete video, CD-uri audio). Transmiterea conținutului pe internet pune probleme. De exemplu, utilizatorii a căror conexiune la Internet nu are o lățime de bandă suficientă se pot confrunta cu întreruperi, întârzieri sau tamponare lentă a conținutului. Și este posibil ca utilizatorii fără hardware sau software compatibil să nu poată transmite conținut în flux.

Difuzarea în direct este livrarea de conținut pe Internet în timp real, la fel ca televiziunea în direct oferă conținut prin undele prin intermediul unui semnal de televiziune. Streamingul live pe Internet necesită o anumită formă de sursă media (de exemplu, cameră video, interfață audio, software de captură de ecran), un codificator pentru a digitiza conținutul, un editor media și o rețea de livrare a conținutului pentru a distribui și difuza conținutul. Transmisiunea în direct nu trebuie să fie înregistrată la punctul de origine, deși este în mod frecvent.

Streaming-ul este o alternativă la descărcarea fișierelor, un proces în care utilizatorul final obține întregul fișier pentru conținut înainte de a-l viziona sau asculta. Cu streaming, un utilizator final își poate folosi playerul media pentru a începe redarea conținutului video digital sau audio digital înainte ca întregul fișier să fie transmis. Termenul „streaming media” se poate aplica altor media decât video și audio, cum ar fi subtitrările live, casetele și textul în timp real, toate fiind considerate „text continuu”.

❏ CONȚINUT DE COPYRIGHT ❏

Dreptul de autor este un tip de proprietate intelectuală care îi conferă proprietarului dreptul exclusiv de a face copii ale unei lucrări creative, de obicei pentru o perioadă limitată de timp. [1][2][3][4][5] Activitatea creativă poate fi într-o formă literară, artistică, educațională sau muzicală. Dreptul de autor este menit să protejeze expresia originală a unei idei sub forma unei lucrări creative, dar nu ideea în sine. [6][7][8] Un drept de autor este supus limitărilor bazate pe considerente de interes public, cum ar fi doctrina utilizării loiale în Statele Unite.

Unele jurisdicții impun ca lucrările protejate prin drepturi de autor să fie „reparate” în formă tangibilă. Este adesea împărtășită între mai mulți autori, fiecare dintre aceștia deținând un set de drepturi de utilizare sau licențiere a operei și care sunt denumiți în mod obișnuit deținători de drepturi. [E nevoie de citare][9][10][11][12] Aceste drepturi includ adesea reproducerea, controlul operelor derivate, distribuția, interpretarea publică și drepturile morale, cum ar fi atribuirea. [13]

Drepturile de autor pot fi acordate de dreptul public și sunt considerate în acest caz drept „drepturi teritoriale”. Aceasta înseamnă că drepturile de autor acordate de legea unui anumit stat nu se extind dincolo de teritoriul acelei jurisdicții specifice. Drepturile de autor de acest tip variază în funcție de țară; multe țări, și uneori un grup mare de țări, au încheiat acorduri cu alte țări privind procedurile aplicabile atunci când lucrările „trec” granițele naționale sau când legile naționale sunt incompatibile. [14]

De obicei, termenul de drept public al unui drept de autor expiră la 50 până la 100 de ani după moartea creatorului, în funcție de jurisdicție. Unele țări solicită anumite formalități de drept de autor [5] pentru a stabili dreptul de autor, altele recunosc dreptul de autor pentru orice lucrare finalizată, fără înregistrare formală.

Este larg acceptat faptul că dreptul de autor este esențial pentru stimularea diversității culturale și a creativității. Cu toate acestea, Parc susține că, spre deosebire de credințele predominante, imitația și copierea nu restrâng creativitatea sau diversitatea culturală, ci de fapt le susțin mai mult. Acest argument a fost susținut de multe exemple precum Millet și Van Gogh, Picasso, Manet și Monet etc. [15]

❏ BUNURI DE SERVICII ❏

Creditul (din latină credit, „(el/ea) crede”) este încrederea care permite unei părți să furnizeze bani sau resurse altei părți, cea de-a doua nerambursând imediat prima parte (generând astfel o datorie), dar promite să o ramburseze. sau returnați acele resurse (sau alte materiale de valoare egală) la o dată ulterioară. [1] Cu alte cuvinte, creditul este o metodă de a face reciprocitatea formală, aplicabilă din punct de vedere juridic și extensibilă la un grup mare de oameni independenți.

Resursele furnizate pot fi financiare (de exemplu, acordarea unui împrumut) sau pot consta în bunuri sau servicii (de exemplu, credit de consum). Creditul include orice formă de plată amânată. [2] Creditul este acordat de către un creditor, numit și împrumutător, unui debitor, numit și împrumutat

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MODERN HAMILTON SOCIAL MEDIA AU 10/?

I think John has a crush on Alex, don't you?

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Not Your Usual Tattoo

***PLEASE NOTE: This is Part Two of a series. You can find Part One linked below.***

Pairing: TattooArtist!Daveed x Reader

Summary: You go to a clipping. concert and get a lot more than you asked for. (This contains smut.)

Warnings: some aspects of d/s, fingering, oral sex, some biting, hickeys, hair pulling, slight dirty talk (i guess), Daveed with tattoos (tbh that’s the real killer in this AU)

Words: 6.5k+ (shit, I am so sorry)

Part One | Part Two

A/N: So this has been in the works for a longgg time and it is FINALLY done! I am so excited to release it! I hope you guys like it! <3 shoutout to @helplesslylins for being the B E S T and sticking with me through this ride! Also first fic on my rebirth account!

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You’d be lying if you said you weren’t overly excited for the concert. The past week you’ve been playing strictly clipping. Clipping. was the only thing that felt right during your commutes around the city. You knew a fair amount of songs by the time the concert rolled around. Doors were at 8 but you decided to be in the area at 7:30, there was a small line but it wasn’t anything crazy. Everyone seemed to be chill and friendly, there was excited chatter about clipping. but most of it was centered around Daveed.

“I’m just saying if he wanted to pull me backstage I would not mind.” A girl to your left spoke to her group of friends.

They all burst into laughter and you quietly agreed in your head as you unlocked your phone.

“Hey Rafael!”

You looked up, a few people in line were calling out to Rafael who was walking past. You two connected eyes for a second and he did a double take before walking to you.

“Hey! You came.” Rafa smiled, tucking his hand into his pockets.

“Of course! Studio versions of songs are amazing but there’s something about live performances, you know?”

“Yeah, I feel that.” Rafa nodded in agreement.

You shifted uncomfortably under the stares of some people in line, was Rafael a big deal around here as well?

“I told him I was down the block and he still isn’t out here waiting for me. Can you believe how I get treated?”

You chuckled, looking at the front door of the venue.

“Maybe he’s busy soundchecking? Or his phone isn’t on him?” You shrugged, watching as Rafael pulled his phone out of his pocket.

“Let’s try this again.” Rafa sighed, clicking call and putting the phone to his ear.

“Oh, so you can answer your phone but not answer a text? Luckily I had Y/N out here to entertain me or I would’ve died of boredom.”

Rafael smiled as you chuckled.

“Mhmmmm.” Rafa dragged out his response, looking you up and down. You raised a brow, tugging at the neckline of your shirt to cover your chest a bit more. You weren’t showing it all but you weren’t the most modest either.

“Yeah, and she expects an amazing show. Also, she thinks you should come get me from outside, I’m out here with food that’s getting cold.”

You glanced down and noted the plastic bag hanging from Rafael’s left hand.

“Finally. Jesus.” Rafa groaned dramatically, taking the phone from his ear and hanging up.

“You are the definition of a drama queen.” You snickered.

“I’ll happily admit that I am.” Rafa winked at you before glancing over at the now open front door. Daveed popped his head out of the doorway, scanning the area for his best friend. Eventually, his eyes landed on you and Rafael. You waved and Daveed waved back before his attention was pulled to some fans in the front of the line who noticed him. You expected Rafa to start walking over to the front door but he looked over at you.

“You know, being on the list means you get early access.”

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. Rafael rolled his eyes playfully.

“I’m saying, come inside with me.” Rafa clarified, turning around and walking before you could respond.

You were frozen for a second, still processing what was said but once it clicked you followed behind Rafael to the door. The two of you slipped in behind Daveed who was still talking to the fans in line.

“He’s gonna be a while, the fans tend to favor him.” Rafael said, walking to the bar and setting down the bag of food.

“That smells really good, I should’ve gotten a snack before I left.” You sighed, setting your bag on the countertop.

“I got a bagel if you want half of it.” Rafa pulled out the tinfoil wrapped bagel, holding it out to you.

“You sure? I don’t wanna deprive you of food.” You replied, taking the bagel out of his hand and unwrapping it.

“Go for it, they really packed it this time around. Plus I have another plate of food in here for me. I insist.” Rafa flashed you a warm smile.

“Thank you.” You smiled back, taking a half of the bagel and biting into it.

“It’s still kinda warm from the toaster.” You hummed happily, swinging your legs on the bar stool.

Rafa bit into his half, nodding in appreciation.

“This is some good shit right there.” He agreed, opening a bottle of water and taking a sip.

“Would you happen to have another bottle of water in there?”

Rafael rummaged through the bag, pulling out another bottle of water.

“You’re in luck. I do.” He held it out to you. “Can I supply you with anything else?”

You shook your head no, smiling sheepishly.

“Aren’t you supposed to wait for everyone to get their food before you eat?”

You turned around at the sound of Daveed’s voice. He looked good in a shirt that fit him too well, a beanie, black jeans, sneakers and a pair of glasses. The glasses threw you off the most, you never saw them on him before but they made him look even more attractive.

“Weren’t you supposed to be outside waiting for me when I got here?” Rafael retorted, mocking Daveed’s tone.

“Hey!” Rafa yelled out as Daveed snatched the rest of the bagel out of his hand and took a bite.

“You don’t gotta be a jerk.” Rafa mumbled, pulling out a bag of chips.

“You don’t gotta sass me.” Daveed countered, sitting on the other side of you.

“Touché.”

Daveed smirked, running his fingers through his hair.

“That bagel was yours anyway.” Rafa confessed, a smug grin on his face.

Your eyes widened as you looked at the small bit of bagel you still had in your hand. You glanced over at Daveed, who was already looking at you.

“I swear I had no idea, I wouldn’t have eaten it if I had known it was yours.” You rambled, a blush spreading through your cheeks.

“No need to apologize, it’s fine.” Daveed gave you a reassuring smile and took another bite into his bagel.

“Okay good because I wasn’t trying to give this bit of bagel back to you.” You tossed the last piece into your mouth.

Daveed shook his head, continuing to chew instead of responding to you.

“Your tattoo is looking good. Have you been having any issues with it?” Daveed asked, eyes shifting down to your collarbone then continuing a little bit lower to your chest for a split second before returning to your face.

“Nope, it’s been going great. I think it will be fully healed in a few more days.”

Daveed nodded, leaning forward so he could see Rafa.

“Pass me my water please.”

“Yeah…about that…” Rafa’s gaze slowly shifted to the water bottle currently in your hand.

“Why am I friends with you?” Daveed sighed, standing and heading for the back.

“You love me!” Rafa called after him, chuckling.

“I can’t believe you basically gave me Daveed’s food.”

“Oh please, the venue probably gave them a shitload of snacks, he won’t die. He doesn’t like to eat big before a performance anyway.” Rafael tossed his now empty bag of chips into the trash can behind the bar.

“So, did you catch up on your clipping.? Daveed loves it when the crowd knows the words.”

You didn’t like the sly smirk on Rafael’s face, it couldn’t mean anything good.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“No reason! Oh, by the way, Daveed favors stage right. Just so you know.”

Rafael gave you a smile as you narrowed your eyes at him.

“You’re not very subtle.”

“I never said I was.” Rafael responded, shrugging and glancing at the stage.

“Just trying to give you the best experience, trust me you will want a front row view for this concert.” Rafael stood up from the stool, cleaning up the bar, “Doors open soon, go claim your spot.”

With those last words, Rafael disappeared backstage and you heeded his advice, taking a spot in the middle of stage right. The room slowly filled with people but it wasn’t to the point where you were crushed. You could move around with ease and dance in your spot if you wanted to. As the lights dimmed, you realized this was really happening. Even as the opener hyped up the crowd and performed, your mind was elsewhere thinking about what was to come. After 40 minutes the opener finished and exited the stage. Immediately the crew came out and moved speakers before disappearing behind the scenes again. When Bill and Jon took the stage and the crowd went wild, adrenaline coursed through your veins at a dizzying speed. Then Daveed jogged on stage with a wide grin. He approached the mic stand, instantly jumping into ‘Get Up’. You bounced to the beat, screaming along with the crowd as Daveed rapped at an insane speed.

“Y’all ready to turn the fuck up?” Daveed yelled as the song came to an end.

You cupped your hands around your mouth and cheered with the crowd.

“Nah, y’all can do better. I said, are you ready to turn the fuck up?” Daveed repeated, smiling as the crowd yelled back with more enthusiasm.

He took the mic off the stand as the second song started, dancing around the stage until the beat dropped. Song after song, Daveed only increased his energy. By the time he neared the end of the set he was drenched in sweat. Every time he shook his head, sweat flew in every direction. He made eye contact with you a few times, giving you a small smile before moving to the other side of the stage. You sang along to every song as if your life depended on it.

“This song is for all the ladies! And everyone else!” Daveed called out as the beginning of Body & Blood played.

This was your hands-down your favorite song by clipping., so you made sure to go all out. The crowd did the same, feeding off the energy Daveed was giving them. Daveed neared your side of the stage and looked you right in the eyes as he rapped.

“She got a diamond tattoo on her upper thigh. Another fineness walks by and cuts eyes. She let her go, she got a bad little body.” Daveed winked as he finished the lyric before turning away and walking towards the other side of the stage.

You bit your lip, watching Daveed control the crowd with his movements and words. He was even more attractive when he was growling lyrics, the veins in his forearms becoming defined. You definitely weren’t prepared for him to take off his shirt and jump into the crowd. The energy spiked immensely, the crowd jumping with Daveed as he finished the last song.

“It’s Clipping., bitch.” Daveed said, jumping back on the stage and putting the mic on the stand. He walked offstage with Jon and Bill in tow, all of them waving as they exited. The lights turned on and you leaned on the stage, still thrumming with adrenaline. What now? You turned around and walked to the bar to get a cup of water. You chugged it down, refilling the cup before turning back to the crowd that wasn’t getting any smaller despite doors being open again. Then you saw the reason why. Daveed, Jon, and Bill were all talking with fans. Daveed had, sadly, put on another shirt. You found yourself observing from across the room, watching Daveed interact with fans. He was genuinely happy, a smile never leaving his face as he went through the big crowd surrounding him. When you looked away to toss out your empty water cup, you realized you were one of the few people still wandering around. Part of you wanted to approach Daveed but the more shy part of you told you to just slip out.

“Enjoyed the show?”

You jumped and looked to your left to see Rafa taking a seat next to you.

“My throat hurts right now and my legs are sore from dancing so I’m gonna go with hell yes.” You chuckled, spinning around to face him.

“I could tell. You are quite the dancer Y/N.”

“You were watching me?” You raised a brow.

“It was hard to keep my eyes off you when you were moving like that.” He shrugged, leaning on the counter with a sly smirk.

“You’re tipsy, aren’t you?” You asked, if you didn’t know any better you would think he was flirting with you.

“Little bit. Alcoholic gummy bears. So many of them.” Rafa chuckled, adjusting the beanie on his head.

“And you didn’t share? I’m hurt.” You clutched your chest as if he had physically hit you.

Rafa rolled his eyes and pulled a plastic bag out of his pocket and put it on the counter, inside was a bunch of gummy bears.

“Go ahead.” He nodded towards the bag.

You opened it and took out three, tossing them into your mouth and savoring the bitter taste of vodka. You took a handful more and tossed them into your mouth.

“Might wanna slow down there.” Rafa laughed, taking a bear out of the bag and tossing it into the air and catching it in his mouth.

“I can do that too.” You said, taking another gummy bear and tossing it into the air but it fell on your nose instead of into your mouth.

“Ah, so close!”

“Fuck off.” You softly elbowed him before grabbing another and tossing it up, this time it fell in your mouth.

You threw your arms up in victory, smirking at Rafael. He clapped sarcastically and you bowed dramatically.

“Thank you. Thank you. I know. What talent. What grace.”

“And I thought I was dramatic.” Rafa rolled his eyes playfully, handing you another gummy bear.

“What are you two up to over here?”

You turned to see Daveed walking towards you with his jacket on his arm, glasses once again on his face. Your nerves kicked into high gear again as he got closer. The question was for both you and Rafa but he was focused on you.

“Some fun adult festivities. Think fast!” Rafa launched a gummy bear towards Daveed who caught it in his mouth.

“Gotta be quicker than that.” Daveed said, chewing on the bear and stopping in front of you and Rafael.

“Yeah yeah yeah.” Rafa responded, nudging the bag toward you, “You can have them if you want.”

“Or, we could get a real drink at a nearby bar.” Daveed suggested, once again turning his attention to you.

“Yeah, drinks sound good. You coming, Rafael?” You turned to him but he was already shrugging his jacket on.

“Nah, I’m smashed enough as it is but, you two have fun.” Rafael smirked, walking off and leaving you and Daveed behind.

You smiled shyly at him, getting off the barstool and picking up the bags of gummy bears. Daveed smiled back, walking to the front door and holding it open for you. You stepped out into the cool night, zipping up your jacket as Daveed followed you out.

“This way.” Daveed nodded up the block.

You fell into step with him, hands in your pockets. You felt like you should say something but for some reason your mouth wouldn’t cooperate. So you both walked in silence for about three blocks before he was opening another door for you. You thanked him and walked inside, looking around.

It was a small bar with a few booths, a jukebox, and a pool table.

“Booth or bar?” Daveed asked, staying behind you.

You headed towards one of the empty booths, Daveed took in the view of your ass as your hips swayed. You slid into one side and Daveed set down his jacket.

“What do you want to drink?”

“Hm, a Piña colada please.”

Daveed nodded and walked off to the bartender. You took a moment to send a quick text to your friends so they knew you were alive and well. You locked your phone as Daveed set your drink down in front of you.

“Thank you.” You said, taking a sip.

“Welcome.” Daveed responded, setting down his drink and sitting.

“I gotta say, you really know how to put on a show. My throat hurts a bit from screaming.”

Daveed grinned at that, some of his nerves melting away.

“I’m glad you had fun. You knew a lot more words than I thought you would.” He admitted, swishing the liquor in his glass.

“So you had no faith in me is what you’re saying.”

“I never said all that now. Just didn’t think you’d learned so much in a week.” He put his hands up as if he was surrendering.

You giggled, taking another sip from your drink.

“Well, I listened to your music fairly often. By that I mean when I was doing literally anything.”

“Is that so? So you must enjoy what you hear.”

“Nah, I go to shows because I hate the music I’m hearing.” You replied sarcastically.

“Ha ha. So funny.” He deadpanned, smiling when you started laughing.

“Don’t ask dumb questions and you won’t get dumb answers.”

“Alright, so no more dumb questions.” Daveed nodded, sipping his drink before setting down his glass, “You look amazing.”

You looked down at your glass, chewing on your lip. Daveed found it rather cute how easily you get flustered.

“You do too, even with the lack of a shirt.” You joked, meeting his gaze again.

“Many seem to like the no shirt look.” He shrugged, folding his arms in front of him.

“I can see why.” You said, eyeing the tattoos on his arm.

It wasn’t a new sight but you loved looking at them.

“Does that mean you liked what you saw?” He raised a brow, tilting his head to the side.

You got distracted by how his curls bounced before getting yourself back on track.

“Who wouldn’t? You look good and you know you look good, Daveed.”

“Well, I’m glad you enjoyed watching me as much as I enjoyed watching you.”

“So you were watching me?” You leaned in closer, giving Daveed a flirtatious smile.

Daveed licked his lips, leaning in as well.

“Mostly out of the corner of my eye, I have to be fair with my attention to the crowd but damn you were distracting. Especially when you were dancing and losing yourself in the music.”

“I wouldn’t have been able to tell with the way you performed. The control you had over the crowd, your stage presence, your energy. It was always at one hundred percent.” Your mind drifted back to the image of shirtless Daveed growling his lyrics.

Daveed noticed the distracted look in your eye but chose not to comment on it.

“I’ve been told I’m good with control. In many different settings.” Daveed lowered his voice, an underlying tone in his words made your thighs tense up involuntarily.

“Is that so? Do you like to be in control?” You quirked a brow, sipping from your glass.

“I thrive off of it. Something about being able to direct something, or someone, however you see fit gives me this rush. Wouldn’t you agree?”

You stirred your drink with your straw, willing your hormones to chill the fuck out but Daveed’s stare was intense and strangely, a turn on.

“I would say I like to be controlled.” You admitted, looking down at the table as Daveed bit his bottom lip.

“Then this should work perfectly.”

“What exactly is this?” You asked, meeting Daveed’s gaze again.

“You tell me.” Daveed challenged, pushing his empty glass aside.

You bit the inside of your flushed cheeks, you could blame it on the alcohol but Daveed wasn’t doing anything to help that.

“I’ll think about it over another drink.” You responded, glancing at the bar.

Daveed chuckled, sliding out the booth and walking back to the bar. You took a deep breath, only one drink in and you already felt the buzz. Daveed set down another Piña Colada in front of you as he sat back down. He refilled his glass as well.

“I want another tattoo, when are you free?”

Daveed seemed surprised by your statement, taking a sip of his drink before answering.

“I could do tomorrow if you want it soon.”

“What time?”

“Anytime.” Daveed shrugged, “What do you want this time?”

“You’ll see tomorrow at 10 PM.” You replied, giggling as Daveed rolled his eyes playfully.

“Alright, alright. This better be good.”

“Oh, trust me. It is.”

After a few more drinks and a lot of flirtatious talk, Daveed paid the tab and walked outside with you. You didn’t think Daveed would be a giggly drunk but trying to get an Uber was a mess of sentence fragments and loud laughing between you two. Eventually, Daveed was able to call an Uber. Daveed got in first and you slid in next, leaning against him as the driver pulled off.

“How you feelin’?” Daveed put his arm around you, watching traffic pass out of the window.

Your eyes were closed as you rested your head on his shoulder, the motion of the car soothing your intoxicated mind.

“Really good. I had a lot of fun.”

“Good, because I don’t want you puking on my nice jeans.” Daveed teased, laughing as you hit his leg.

“Fuck off.”

“I’m joking.” He chuckled, rubbing your back.

You traced patterns on his jeans, sitting in comfortable silence as you drove through the city. Soon the car came to a halt and Daveed shook you lightly.

“I think we’re at your place.” He whispered, slowly moving his arm from around you.

You sat up, looking at your apartment building then at Daveed and making an impulse, alcohol-influenced decision.

“You know…you could come in with me.” You purred, moving closer and placing your hand on his thigh.

Daveed looked at your hand, then your face. He leaned in closer to you and you closed your eyes for a kiss. You didn’t expect it to be on your forehead. You opened your eyes and looked at him with furrowed brows.

“As tempting as that is, you’re drunk. Your mind isn’t all the way there and I don’t want to be that guy.”

That was not the response you were expecting. You sat there, replaying the words in your head as Daveed slid your hand off his leg.

“Goodnight Y/N, I’ll see you tomorrow for your tattoo.” Daveed gave you a warm smile as you opened the car door.

“Goodnight Daveed.” You replied, climbing out of the car and grabbing your bag before closing the door.

You made your way to your building, the Uber driving off once Daveed knew you were safely inside. You got into the elevator, clicking the “3” button and leaning on the wall as you ascended. You shouldn’t have been so shocked by what just happened because he was right, you were pretty tipsy though you could still control yourself. You just didn’t expect him to say no. You made your way to your apartment and unlocked the door. You went through the usual routine of tossing down your bag, taking off your shoes and forcing yourself to brush your teeth because if you didn’t you knew you’d hate yourself in the morning for it. You slipped out of your clothes and put threw on your pajamas before collapsing onto your bed. You were asleep within a matter of seconds.

“I’m leaving now!” Rafa yelled down the hall, throwing his bag on his back.

“What? We don’t close for another hour.” Daveed pointed out, walking to the front of the shop.

“Well, you said Y/N was coming right?”

“Yeah. Why?” Daveed asked, leaning against the counter.

“I want you to be able to do whatever you want. As long as it’s in your station.” Rafa stressed as Daveed rolled his eyes.

“We aren’t fucking in the parlor Rafa, you’re ridiculous.”

“She basically invited you to smash last night! She wants it, Diggs. I’m just giving you the option to give it to her.” Rafa opened the front door, “Have fun!”

Daveed shook his head as he watched Rafa walk down the block. You turned the corner and saw Rafael coming toward you. He began to smile but then his eyes trailed down your body. He whistled, stopping in front of you.

“Goddamn.”

You blushed, tugging at the end of your dress. You were getting the response you wanted though it wasn’t from your original target.

“You like it?” You spun in a circle slowly, putting a hand on your hip.

“You look really good.” Rafa’s eyes slowly raked over your body again before meeting your eyes.

“Thanks! It’s most convenient outfit for the tattoo I want.”

“And where would this tattoo be?” He said suggestively, raising a brow.

“Not where you think, nasty.” You chuckled and starting walking away towards the parlor.

“I’ll see you later Rafael!”

“Have funnnn!” Rafa chuckled to himself, continuing down the block.

You stopped outside the front door and glanced down at your dress. It was a simple summer dress that stopped a little above your knee but, it fit you in the best way possible. You already made the choice to wear it and now you had to own it. With your head held high you entered the shop, keeping a cool face as Daveed looked over at you. His reaction was almost exactly like Rafa’s, eyes looking everywhere except your face.

“Hey Daveed.” You walked over slowly, confidence increasing with every step toward him.

“Y/N, that dress looks…amazing on you.” Daveed said, his gaze finally meeting yours.

You could tell he wanted to say something else by the way he paused mid-sentence but you’d take what you could get.

“Thank you, I like the tank, it brings attention to your sleeve.” You glanced down at his arms before walking down the hall to his work station.

You could hear Daveed following behind you as you sat down on the chair.

“Alright, let’s hear this amazing tattoo idea.” Daveed sat on his stool, moving closer to you.

“Well, one of my favorite songs by clipping. is Body & Blood. Something about it just makes me feel confident, makes me feel sexy.” You began, crossing your legs which made your dress slide up your thighs a little.

Daveed’s eyes followed the movement before flickering back to you.

“So, what better to do then get a tattoo based on Body and Blood?”

“You want a tattoo based off one of my songs?” Daveed raised a brow.

You nodded.

“Specifically, a diamond tattoo on my upper thigh.” You lifted your hips to pull your dress further up until it was bunched up at your hips, pointing at your right thigh.

Your heart was pounding in your ears, you decided being bold could get you what you wanted. You would either make a huge fool of yourself or you would get what you want. From the look on Daveed’s face, it seems you’d get the latter.

“Wow…Not gonna lie that’s flattering and hot at the same time.” Daveed licked his lips, reaching for some paper.

“How do you want it to look?” He asked, picking up a pencil.

“You’re the artist, what do you think it would look like?”

Daveed thought for a moment before he started drawing. A few minutes passed before he spoke again.

“This is what I had in mind.” Daveed said, holding up the piece of paper.

“Then let’s put it on me.” You leaned back, shifting a bit so you were more comfortable.

Daveed grabbed a disposable razor and ran it over your thigh a few times before wiping your skin clean with an antiseptic wipe. You watched as he made the stencil and transferred it to your skin. Once he finished setting up his equipment, he wheeled himself over and looked up at you.

“You ready?” He asked, tattoo machine roaring to life.

You nodded, not trusting your voice as Daveed’s hand settled onto your thigh. The first line was more of a slight annoyance instead of searing pain because of the adrenaline running through your body. You watched Daveed closely, noticing him trying his best to not stare at your lace panties you intentionally wore for today but you saw his eyes sometimes flicker to them then quickly back to the stencil. You closed your eyes, trying to stop the slight squirm of your hips.

“You’re tensing up, you alright?” Daveed asked, moving to get more ink.

You opened your eyes and looked at him, nodding your head.

“Yeah, sorry, still not used to the feeling I guess.” You laughed weakly.

Daveed seems to buy the excuse because he continued his linework. You took a deep breath in hopes of calming down your hormones but then Daveed’s hand shifted and your thighs involuntarily clenched.

“You sure you’re okay? You’re getting goosebumps.” Daveed looked at you again, an amused look in his eyes.

“Yeah. I-I’m fine. It must be cold or something.” You stammered, heat spreading through your cheek as wetness started settling between your thighs.

Daveed licked his lips, moving away to get more ink.

“Really? Want me to turn up the heat or something?” He offered, starting his work on your thigh again.

“No, it’s fine.”

Daveed nodded, even though his head was mostly down, you swore you could see a smirk on his face.

“You’re handling this a lot better than the first tattoo, not that you were acting horribly during your first tattoo.” Daveed said, wiping the excess ink off your thigh.

“Really?” You looked down at him again.

“Yeah, you were shaking a little last time but this time you’re still. You keep tensing your thighs though, are you ticklish or something?”

You couldn’t tell Daveed that the placement of his hands and his overall existence was making it hard to control your hormones so you went along with it.

“Yep! That’s it. I’m ticklish, sorry I’ll try to relax.”

“Is there any way I can help you relax?” Daveed asked.

Your cheeks flushed as you recognized the suggestive tone he used at the bar last night.

“Uh…” You struggled to come up with a response, his words from last night replaying in your head.

“I’ve been told I’m good with control. In many different settings.”

You swallowed thickly, squirming again under his gaze. His eyes drifted to your chest for a second, a smug look forming on his face before he looked you in the eyes again. Without another word, he went back to doing your tattoo as if nothing ever happened. A few minutes of silence passed and Daveed put down the machine.

“You’re all done, Y/N.” Daveed said as he cleaned up the tattoo and you peeked at it, a wide smile appearing on your face.

“It’s as sexy as I thought it would be.”

“I have to agree with that.” Daveed said, securing the bandage with tape.

“You think it’s sexy?” You sat up, lifting your leg so he could reach under it.

“Of course, it’s my design on a beautiful woman. Who’s in a really sexy dress that I’m assuming isn’t everyday wear.”

As Daveed leaned in closer to you, you leaned back until you were laying on the chair again. You felt cornered but, you liked it. You liked the way he was looking at you with intense eyes, that taunting smirk returning to his features.

“So, I’ll ask again. Is there anything I can do to help you relax?”

Your thighs clenched again, another wave of arousal hitting you from his words.

“I-I can think of a few things.”

“Then, tell me what it is. What do you want, Y/N?”

“You.” You blurted before you started second guessing your decision.

Daveed’s eyes traveled down your body again before he reached behind you and pulled a lever. Slowly the chair flattened until you were parallel to the floor.

“We’re limited due to your tattoo but I know something I can still do.” Daveed walked to the opposite end of the chair, near your legs.

“You sure you’re okay with this?” Daveed asked again, looking at you.

You spread your legs slightly in response and Daveed wasted no time grabbing your hips and pulling you down until you were at the edge of the chair. He started to sink to his knees to he could settle between your legs when he suddenly stood back up.

“Hold on.” Daveed walked out of the room and to the front of the shop. During his absence you carefully slid off your panties, tossing them onto your bag. Daveed made sure the shop was empty before locking the front door and making his way back to his station.

“Eager, are we?” Daveed raised a brow as he walked back into the room, noticing your lack of underwear.

“Should I put them back on?” You teased, watching Daveed sink down to his knees in front of you again.

“I think we both know you don’t want to do that, do you?” He asked, lips ghosting over your inner thigh.

You shook your head no, watching as his hands carefully moved to your hips. He kissed up your thigh slowly, getting closer to where you desperately wanted him but then skipping over to your other thigh instead. You bit your lip, trying to be patient as Daveed sucked a hickey onto your inner thigh. He bit lightly after he was done, once again moving towards your core. You held your breath as he got close but once again he skipped over it, nipping at your thigh and leaving another hickey. You whined softly, feeling him smile against your thigh.

“Tease.” You mumbled, looking down at him.

He sent a wink your way before using one of his thumbs to slowly rub your clit. You let your head fall back onto the chair, sighing in relief.

“So this is why you kept squirming. Couldn’t handle sitting in your own wetness?” Daveed looked up at you, watching your blissed out face.

You didn’t answer, your mind focused on his quickening movements instead of trying to form a response.

“Keep your hips still, or I’ll stop.” Daveed commanded, his grip on one of your thighs tightening.

“S-Sorry.” You stuttered, gasping as tongue replaced his thumb.

Daveed sucked lightly on your clit, flicking it with his tongue before moving down to your folds. You reached down and fisted his hair, pulling whenever he hummed and sent vibrations through your body.

“Fuck.” You mewled, thanking God that Rafael had left the parlor because you weren’t doing anything to quiet your moans.

Daveed’s tongue went back to toying with your clit as he slowly slid a finger into you. He curled it slightly, moving at a pace that was torturous.

“F-faster, please.” You sighed, moaning as he added another finger and pulled his face away from your thighs.

“Who’s in control?” He husked, moving his fingers even slower.

“Y-You are, Daveed.”

“That’s right. I control the pace. I control your pleasure. I control when you get to come. What do you do?” He asked, curling his fingers and moving them faster.

You struggled to answer him as he reached your g-spot.

“Y/N.” He said, his stern tone bringing you back into reality.

“I-I submit to your control.”

“Good girl. Submit.”

“Submit…” You repeated as Daveed’s head returned to its place between your legs.

“Submit…submit…” You repeated between mewls and moans.

Daveed let his thumb replace his tongue as he pulled back to watch your face. Your eyes glazed over, lips slightly parted, repeating his words with a blank expression on your face. He kept watching as his fingers increased in speed, your legs quaking as your orgasm started to build.

“F-Fuck, Daveed I-, fuck!” You cried out, digging your nails into the chair under you as he increased the speed of his fingers again.

He was loving watching you fall apart under him; loved watching as everything you tried to say turned into an expletive, watching you claw at the chair under you, watching as you lost all self-control and your hips started bucking on their own.

“C-Close.” was all you could utter before Daveed’s head was buried between your legs again, lapping at your folds.

“Come.” Daveed growled, the vibrations pushing you over the edge.

You gripped his hair tightly, thighs tensing around his head as you came. Daveed sucked on your clit softly, aiding you through your orgasm. Slowly your thighs relaxed and your legs felt like jello as you let them collapse. Daveed moved back, standing up and licking his lips. Daveed grabbed some paper towels and cleaned you up before wiping his face clean. By the time you caught your breath, he was sitting on his stool holding out your panties and a bottle of water.

“Thanks.” You said, taking your panties and carefully putting them on, “Is the tattoo okay?”

Daveed glanced at your thigh before nodding.

“You’re good, I made sure not to fuck it up.”

You took the bottle of water, taking a small sip before putting it down. You tried to stand up but your legs weren’t quite ready yet.

“Woah! I gotcha.” Daveed caught you, helping you stand up straight.

“Thanks.” You whispered, tugging your dress down over your ass again.

“You’re welcome.” Daveed replied, his arms still around you.

There was silence for a moment before you looked at him, surprised to find that he was already looking at you, his eyes moving to your lips then back to your eyes. You leaned in first, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him closer. Daveed followed your lead, leaning in until your lips met in a short kiss. He pulled away slightly, searching your face for any discomfort before going in for a longer one. Your fingers found their way into his hair again, your touch gentle this time around. Daveed slid his hands from your waist to your ass, squeezing lightly which made you giggle into the kiss. You pulled back, looking at him with a wide smile.

“I think we did that backward. Typically you kiss before you go down on someone.” You joked, moving your hand out of Daveed’s hair.

“Well, I guess we aren’t typical.” Daveed chuckled, letting you go.

You picked up your bag, grabbing one of the aftercare packets on his station. He walked with you to the front door, unlocking it for you. You kissed his cheek before exiting onto the street.

“Oh, Y/N.” Daveed said, leaning on the doorway.

You turned around to face him.

“Yeah?”

“Call me when that tattoo heals.” He winked, giving you a sly smile.

You smirked, rolling your eyes playfully as you walked off. Of course when the time came around, you would definitely call him.

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deja-you · 3 years

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you will, won't you?

WWII Era | t. jefferson x reader

summary: you're not always happy with the choices Thomas makes, but he's going to be worth the wait.

word count: 1.3k

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Holding his hand might’ve been the closest you got to heaven. And you would be okay with that.

You weren’t exactly the girl your parents had hoped you would grow up to be, but in the neighborhood you had moved to, you lived a perfectly respectable life. Music was always kept down to a certain level, and you were careful to return home at a reasonable hour. The most promiscuous thing about you were the shiny red heels you wore, but on this matter, you were obstinate. The shoes stayed.

Late fall hung in the air like a pungent cologne, and the day droned on as if anticipating something wonderfully awful. The weight of the hours hung heavily on your shoulders, and there was no other option than to spend the afternoon lounging on the settee with a glass in one hand and a dwindling cigarette in the other. You barely had the energy to puff on the cigarette every now and then, so when a knock came at the door, you lazily called out, “come in.” The opening of the door and deliberate shuffling of shoes across your wooden floors was familiar to you, so you allowed your eyes to shut and you sank deeper into the plush abyss.

“Sweetheart,” he said (he had started calling you “sweetheart” after you had told him you were fond of that Bing Crosby tune on your third date).

You didn’t respond immediately, and you heard him sigh softly—more so to get your attention than from any actual frustration or exasperation. You felt him lean against the settee.

“Sweetheart, have you really been sitting here all day?” He asked.

“And what if I have?”

“Then it would be a waste of a day, wouldn’t it?”

You opened your eyes just to give him an annoyed look. “It’s a waste of a day anyway. This day… it’s just, well… it’s no good, Thomas.”

“Why’s that?” He took the opportunity to remove the cigarette from your lithe fingers and put it out in the ashtray on the side table. You didn’t seem to notice this at all, your head caught up somewhere else entirely. His one hand replaced the cigarette he had taken from you, and the other ghosted along your cheek and over your hairline.

“Weather’s awful,” you began. Thomas glanced outside and saw clouds beginning to crowd over the sun that had been shining all morning. He had spent most the day outside, and the weather had been lovely up until this moment.

“And there’s just nothing to do. No excitement. No one to see. Nothing but waiting,” you continued.

“Waiting?”

“Yes.”

You laced your fingers through his fingers, pulled them apart, and then found a new and better way to intertwine your hands once more. Thomas waited for you to elaborate, but when you didn’t, he prompted once more: “waiting for what?”

You rolled your eyes like the answer was obvious. “Waiting for you to come home, of course.”

He chuckled. “Was I worth the wait?”

“Always,” you responded. “But I don’t like what you’re wearing.”

“What? This? I thought I looked handsome.”

And he did look handsome in his green-gray jacket and slacks. Thomas always looked put together, but his freshly pressed uniform was something entirely different. You would’ve been absolutely enamored with his new look if it weren’t for what it represented. It might’ve been childish, but you turned to face the wall in order to avoid his eyes.

“I suppose you’ll have to get used to waiting, sweetheart,” he said after a moment. Your response was an incoherent huff. There was a long silence before Thomas was able to stumble over more words. “You… you will, you will, won’t you?”

“I’ll what?”

“You’ll wait?”

Time froze long enough for you to wonder how to duplicate this phenomenon and keep him here another month. Or another week. Or hell, at this point, you’d take another day.

But the clock began ticking again and you still couldn’t believe the question he had asked you. Would you wait? Was that really something he questioned?

“Thomas, I’d wait my whole lifetime for you,” you said easily.

A weight lifted from his chest. “You won’t have to, sweetheart. I won’t be gone long at all.”

“You don’t know that.”

“You know me,” he said coolly. “And I always keep my promises.”

Thomas fell into place beside you, leaning obnoxiously into your side. He took his uniformed cap off his head and pressed it into your hands. He nudged your side and wrinkled the corners of his eyes.

“Admit it, sweetheart, it’s nice, isn’t it?”

You turned the hat over in your hands. “Maybe.”

“I’d like to see Paris. Might get to.” Thomas said, reclining further into the settee.

The hat was abandoned in your lap. “There are other ways to see Paris.”

He laughed from deep in his diaphragm and it carried past his throat into the air of your modest apartment. “I know that.”

“Do you?”

Thomas pulled you closer to his side and placed a kiss to your forehead. “Yes, sweetheart.”

“Would you stay if I asked you to?”

A pause. He wetted his lips as he considered you for a moment. “I would. Are you asking me to?”

What a horrible person you would be if you said yes. What a horrible person you were for even considering it. “Of course not, no.”

While Roosevelt had told you there was nothing to fear, you couldn’t help but be afraid. Afraid of being without Thomas while he was away. Afraid of losing him to the war. Afraid of trying to figure out what your life would be without him in it, because the truth was, every time you thought of the future, you only thought of him. Always him.

“Come take me downstairs,” he said.

“Already?”

“Already.”

The two of you held hands as you walked him downstairs, and it was in the stairwell that you had your epiphany concerning Thomas’s hands and heaven. He walked on your left side so your right hand was able to grip the bannister in case you decided to demonstrate your all-too-common clumsiness. He was watching the stairs to make sure you didn’t miss a step when he noticed your bright red shoes. Thomas smiled.

When the two of you stepped outside, it was already early evening and the air had turned cold in the city. A neighbor was playing loud music through their open window and streetlights were beginning to be turned on. Your grip tightened on Thomas’s hand when a thought occurred to you.

“What if I don’t even recognize you when you return?”

Thomas shook his head and considered you with amusement. He leaned forward, nose brushing against your nose when he replied. “Then I’ll find you.”

“But what if you don’t recognize me?” The idea was unlikely, you understood that, but it didn’t stop you from asking.

He nudged your feet lightly with his. “I couldn’t possibly miss you in these shoes.”

You felt your face warm up, and you nodded in agreement. Thomas wrapped his free hand around your waist, his other hand still clutching yours as he held your joined hands up in the air.

“Dance with me, sweetheart.”

You were hesitant. “I’m no good at dancing.”

“It’s a good thing I’m giving you time to learn,” he grinned, taking a step forward and then a step back. Step forward, step back, step left, step right. “When I get back, we’re going dancing every night.”

Laughter filled the street and you faintly recognized it as your own as Thomas led you in circles around the sidewalk. Your steps faltered when you adjusted your arms to wrap around his shoulders, pulling his face closer to your own. Guided by your movements, Thomas fit his lips to yours like they were the final piece to a convoluted puzzle. Two became one and a new decade had begun.

And so the evening danced into twilight amidst the dwindling notes of the immortal phonograph.

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