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3. “I know you better” | Janelle Monáe x Reader
Summary: There's no way your boss is jealous of your coworker, right?
Rating: Mature
Genre: Romance, smut
Word Count: 2759
A/N: Back for Fictober Day 3! This time with spice. Feedback always appreciated <3
Taglist: @lyfeofbilly @prettymrswright @onyxstones-world
You were fiddling with the coffee machine, determined to figure it out without spilling coffee everywhere, when—
“Boo!”
You jumped, nearly spilling your cup. “Victoria!” you shouted, spinning around. “Seriously?”
Victoria leaned against the counter, grinning, her bright brown eyes full of mischief. “What? You looking way too focused on that. I had to.”
“I’m trying not to break it,” you muttered, shaking your head. “That’s basically my goal today—don’t break anything.”
Victoria laughed, her balayaged hair bouncing as she flipped it back into place with her claw clip. “Good job then, sis. You ain’t explode anything yet, did you?”
“Not yet,” you sighed. “But there’s still time. Director Robinson’s probably waiting for me to mess up her schedule again.”
Victoria raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. “You still stressing over that? It ain’t like she would fire you. She’d have to start doing her own work if she did.”
“She’s not that bad,” you said, a little defensively. “She’s just… different.”
Victoria’s grin widened. “Different, huh? Like the singing in the middle of meetings or showing up to work dressed like an extra on the Purple Rain set?”
You crossed your arms. “So what? She’s quirky. That doesn’t mean she’s not good at her job.”
“I mean, sure,” Victoria said, laughing softly, “but let’s keep it a buck, it’s hard to take her seriously when she’s humming Rick James in the elevator.”
You couldn’t help but smile a little. “Okay, fine, she’s a little weird. But she’s under a lot of pressure. Plus, she’s actually really nice.”
“Oh, I know she’s nice,” Victoria said, “just… not in a ‘boss’ way. More like a freaky auntie.”
You snorted. “She’s definitely got her own style.”
“That’s one way to put it,” Victoria said with a wink. “But look, you only been here a few months, and you’re already on top of it. If you got past the singing and outfits, you should be alright.”
You laughed, feeling some of the tension ease. “Thanks. I’m just trying not to get fired.”
“Girl, please,” Victoria said, waving you off. “You’re her right hand. She’d probably get lost in her own office without you.”
“Yeah, because marketing’s so much less chaotic, right?” you teased, finally starting to relax.
“Hey, at least we don’t get musical numbers in the middle of the day,” Victoria shot back, grinning. “But if you need a break from all that, I’m always up for lunch. We can talk shit about my punk ass supervisor.”
“Deal,” you said, smiling. “And thanks for the jump scare. You really know how to brighten someone’s day.”
“Anytime,” she said, raising her mug. “Here’s to surviving another day with our sanity mostly intact.”
“Barely,” you said, clinking your cup against hers.
You and Victoria were in the middle of laughing when Director Robinson appeared in the doorway, catching you both off guard. She leaned in with an easy, almost casual smile. Her short frame was draped in a burnt orange suit, adorned with funky accessories that somehow worked despite their oddity. Her chocolate skin seemed to glow against the bold color, and your gaze lingered on her long eyelashes and babydoll-like face, framed by doe eyes, soft cheeks, and a button nose. You felt a strange flutter in your chest, an unexplainable warmth as you took in her beauty, though you couldn’t quite understand why.
“Well, well, well,” she said smoothly, her voice cutting through the room like velvet. “Look at you two, thick as thieves. I’ve been searching high and low for you.”
You straightened up, your grip tightening on your coffee cup. “Oh, sorry, Director. I was just taking a break with Victoria.”
“Mmhmm.” Robinson’s eyes flicked to Victoria, then back to you, her smile widening. “And what exactly were you discussing? I hope I’m not interrupting anything… personal.”
Victoria shot you a playful look, clearly amused. “Just catching up. Nothing too juicy, Director.”
Robinson’s gaze lingered on Victoria a little too long before she turned back to you, her smile never faltering. “Catching up, are we? How delightful. Well, Victoria, I’m sure your little corner of the building misses you desperately. Don’t let me keep you from… whatever it is you do.” Her tone remained light, almost whimsical, but there was no mistaking the undertone of dismissal.
Victoria chuckled, giving you a wink. “See you around.” And with that, she slipped out, leaving you alone with the Director, whose focus shifted entirely to you.
She took a step closer, eyes narrowing slightly in a way that made you feel like she knew more than she should. “Now, Miss,” she began, her voice low and conspiratorial. “You and Victoria seem… cozy. How long have you two been ‘catching up,’ exactly?”
You felt the heat rise to your face. “Oh, we’re just friends,” you stammered. “We used to be interns together, that’s all.”
Robinson raised an eyebrow, her smile playful yet knowing. “Mmm, I’m sure. But here’s something to think about,” she said, leaning in with a wink. “Spend too much time with Victoria, and you might catch her vibe. She’s got that energy, always looking at you a little too closely, don’t you think? Could cramp your style… unless you like that kind of attention.” She flashed a sardonic grin, as if you were both in on a secret.
You blinked, completely thrown. “Wait, you think—No, it’s not like that at all. We’re really just friends.”
Robinson’s eyes gleamed with something you couldn’t quite place. “Of course, of course,” she said, her tone smooth as silk. “Just looking out for you. I’d hate to see anything… unnecessary develop.”
You swallowed hard, feeling like you were trapped in some bizarre game. “I appreciate the concern, but seriously, there’s nothing going on.”
“Good,” the Director said, straightening up, her tone slipping back into that easy, natural flow. “I’m sure you’ve got better things to focus on than office romances. Now, let’s get back to it. I have some exciting new ideas for the filing system that are going to blow your mind.”
You followed her out, still trying to process the whole conversation, wondering how a coffee break with Victoria had spiraled into this weird, almost flirty lecture. But then again, that was Director Robinson—always leaving you more confused than when you started.
You’d been sorting through a mountain of documents for three hours, the office now eerily quiet after everyone else had filtered out. You leaned back against the desk, squinting at the papers under the dim light of a desk lamp, the glow casting a warm hue that felt strangely intimate in the silence.
Just as you were about to dive back into your work, you heard the soft sound of footsteps approaching. Before you could turn, the Director’s voice wafted over your shoulder, smooth and easy, sending a jolt of surprise through you. “You’ve really got a knack for this, you know.”
You jumped slightly, then turned your head to see her standing there, a steaming mug of coffee in one hand and a relaxed smile on her lips. “Oh, hey, Director,” you said, trying to play it cool but feeling your heart race.
She leaned in closer, her breath warm against your ear as she glanced over the papers. “You’re doing a fantastic job,” she continued, her tone casual yet intimate. “Really. These documents are starting to look more like an organized masterpiece than the usual chaotic mess.”
You shifted slightly, acutely aware of her presence. “Thanks, I’m just trying to keep up.”
“Ah, but you’re more than just keeping up,” she said, gently rubbing your right shoulder as she continued to read over your left. The warmth of her touch was unexpected, sending a shiver down your spine. “It’s all about that attention to detail. Tell me, how do you manage to stay so composed while everyone else is running around like headless chickens?”
You swallowed hard, trying to maintain your focus on the documents, but her proximity was distracting. “I guess I just try to stay organized. It helps me avoid mistakes,” you replied, your voice coming out steadier than you felt.
“Mmm, good approach,” she said, taking a sip of her coffee. “But let’s be honest. There’s more to life than just work, don’t you think?” She paused, her gaze lingering on you with an intensity that made your pulse quicken. “What do you do for fun outside these walls?”
You felt a flutter of nerves at the question. “I—uh, not much lately. Just focusing on settling in.”
Janelle tilted her head slightly, her eyes narrowing playfully. “Just settling in, huh? No hobbies? No wild nights out? Come now, you can’t tell me a bright star like you has no scandalous stories to share.”
You felt your cheeks heat up, the way she was looking at you making it difficult to find your voice. “Not really. I’m not that interesting.”
“Oh, I beg to differ,” she said, leaning in even closer, her tone conspiratorial. “I bet there’s a little rebel in you, waiting to escape. A night out, perhaps? Or maybe someone special who’s been keeping your attention?”
You chuckled nervously, trying to brush off the question. “Honestly, it’s just work. I haven’t had time for anything else.”
The Director’s laughter was warm and inviting, but it felt charged, like the air before a storm. “Poor thing, you really need learn to carve out time for yourself. Life’s too short to be all work and no play. Besides,” she added, her voice dropping to a more intimate whisper, “you should call me Janelle. No need for formalities when it’s just the two of us.”
The way she said your name sent another rush of heat through you. You nodded, the words catching in your throat. “Okay, Janelle…”
“Much better,” she said, her voice silky as she straightened up, releasing your shoulder. “Now, tell me about your ideal weekend. What does that look like for you?”
You hesitated, the intimacy of the moment wrapping around you like a blanket. “Um, I guess just hanging out with friends, maybe going out for dinner or something.”
Janelle leaned back, crossing her arms and regarding you with a mix of curiosity and mischief. “Dinner, you say? With friends or a special someone?”
You couldn’t help but fidget, the question landing heavier than expected. “Just friends. Really. I mean, it’s not like—”
Janelle interrupted, her eyes sparkling with interest. “Not like what? Come now, I promise I don’t bite… much.” She smiled, tilting her head slightly, as if genuinely interested in the answer.
You bit your lip, glancing away, feeling like you were trapped in a delicate dance. “Just friends. That’s all. Nothing romantic going on.”
Janelle studied you for a moment, and the room felt charged with unspoken tension. “Well, I’d say you’re due for a little romance, don’t you think?”
Your heart raced, a mix of excitement and trepidation swirling inside you as you met her gaze, feeling like you were teetering on the edge of something unknown.
You watched Janelle with a mixture of fascination and apprehension, her gaze intense as she leaned closer, her body practically brushing against yours. She placed her coffee down with deliberate care, the movement slow and almost theatrical, as if she were choreographing a moment.
“Really,” she said, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper, “I think what you need is someone who knows how to treat you right. Someone with a bit more... experience.”
Your heart raced as she stepped closer, effectively caging you between her body and the desk, the warmth of her presence enveloping you. The sudden proximity made it hard to breathe, and you could feel the tension in the air thicken like molasses.
“What do you mean by ‘experience’?” you managed to ask, your voice barely above a whisper as you tried to keep your composure.
Janelle tilted her head, a teasing smile playing on her lips. “Oh, you know. Someone who understands what a woman like you truly deserves. Someone who can take charge, show you what you’ve been missing. You may think you know what you want, but…” She leaned in even closer, her eyes locked onto yours, the intensity of her gaze sending a shiver down your spine. “I know you better.”
Your heart raced as her words wrapped around you like a spell, making it difficult to form a coherent thought. “I—”
“Shh,” she interrupted, her finger gently resting against your lips. “Just imagine it. Someone who can help you unwind after a long week. Someone who knows how to treat you, to bring out that wild side you’re hiding.”
You swallowed hard, caught between the thrill of her words and the uncertainty of the moment. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Janelle’s expression shifted, her gaze piercing into yours with an intensity that felt like a challenge. “Oh, but you do. Deep down, you crave something more, don’t you? Someone older, someone who knows how to navigate... complicated feelings.” She leaned in even closer, her breath warm against your skin. “Isn’t that right?”
Your breath hitched in your throat as you met her gaze, the playful teasing morphing into something more serious, more alluring. It felt like she was unraveling something inside you, and you didn’t know whether to lean in or pull away.
“Janelle, I—” you started, but she cut you off again, her voice low and sultry.
“Just think about it,” she said, her body barely an inch away from yours. “You deserve to be treated like the treasure you are. Let me show you what I mean.”
The room felt charged, every word hanging in the air like a dare, and you couldn’t shake the feeling that this moment was only the beginning of something that could change everything.
The tension in the room was electric, wrapping around you like a tightly wound coil ready to snap. Janelle's gaze locked onto yours, her presence overwhelming as she leaned closer, her body nearly pressed against yours. The air was thick with anticipation, and every second felt like a countdown to something inevitable.
“Just think about it,” she murmured, her voice low and sultry, sending shivers down your spine. “You deserve someone who knows how to bring out the real you. Someone who isn’t afraid to take what they want.”
Before you could process the weight of her words, Janelle surged forward, her lips crashing against yours with a fierce intensity that left you breathless. It was no gentle kiss; it was primal and demanding, igniting a fire deep within you. Her mouth moved against yours with a desperation that was intoxicating, a raw force that sent your heart racing.
You gasped, caught off guard, but instinct took over as you melted into her, your hands finding their way to her arms. Janelle deepened the kiss, her tongue brushing against yours with a boldness that made your head spin. The heat radiating from her body enveloped you, and you felt yourself being pulled into her orbit, losing track of everything else in the world.
Janelle’s hands gripped your waist, pushing you back against the desk, trapping you in place. The urgency of her touch sent shockwaves through you, igniting a wild craving you didn’t know you had. You could feel the tension building between you, an undeniable chemistry that simmered just below the surface.
As she pulled back slightly, her lips barely brushing against yours, you could see the hunger in her eyes—an insatiable need that mirrored your own. “I know you want this,” she breathed, her voice thick with desire. “Don’t pretend you don’t feel it.”
You blinked, your mind racing, but before you could formulate a response, Janelle closed the gap again, kissing you harder, more forcefully this time. It was as if she was claiming you, each movement deliberate and commanding, as if she were saying without words that this was where you belonged.
You were lost in the moment, your heart pounding in your chest as your body instinctively responded to her. The world outside faded away, and all that mattered was the heat between you, the way she made you feel—alive, desired, and utterly consumed.
“God, you’re perfect,” Janelle murmured against your lips, her breath warm and intoxicating. “Just give in.”
Your heart raced as her kiss deepened again, her hands roaming your sides possessively. It was a whirlwind of passion, urgency, and a hint of danger that left you craving more, and you couldn’t shake the feeling that this was just the beginning of something explosive.
7. "follow me if you want to live." | Janelle Monáe x Reader
Summary: A cozy night in with your lady <3.
Rating: PG
Genre: Romance, fluff
Word Count: 243
A/N: Wow, we've already made it through a full week of October. I think it has felt nice prioritizing this little hobby of mine these days. The past few months have been particularly stressful for me, and this community has been a perfect escape. I hope you all are enjoying reading these stories as much as I enjoy writing them.
Taglist: @lyfeofbilly @prettymrswright @onyxstones-world
You were stretched out on the couch, your legs tangled with Janelle’s as the soft glow of the TV flickered in the dark room. She was next to you, completely locked in on Detroit: Become Human, her fingers gliding over the controller like she’d done it a million times. You were trying to keep up, but honestly, it felt like she was always two steps ahead.
“Princess,” she said suddenly, her voice low but playful. She didn’t even look away from the screen. “You’re gonna have to follow me if you want to live.”
You laughed, fumbling with the controller as your character rushed after hers. “I’m trying! You’re too fast.”
Janelle grinned, her warm brown eyes still fixed on the game. “You panic under pressure. It’s cute.”
“Cute?” you shot back, bumping your shoulder into hers, though your heart was racing a little faster now. “I’m trying to save us.”
Her laugh filled the room, and for a second, it didn’t even matter that the game was getting intense. You glanced over at her, the way she was so calm and in control, the mischievous smile tugging at her lips. It was impossible not to get caught up in how effortlessly she made everything fun.
And for a moment, as the game continued to flash across the screen, all you could focus on was her—the way her laughter wrapped around you, making everything feel like it was exactly where it should be.
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Yaaay! It's our new music zine! I had so much fun making another one, I'm really excited to see it in print at MCM this weekend!
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I printed the new music zine today! I just got back from work so I’ll take some photos tomorrow morning in the sunlight. The Etsy listing is online now encase anyone would like their order posted tomorrow morning. I will be taking them to Manchester MCM Expo on saturday! (sharing on the Inspired Comics table in the Comics Village with Sarah and Jack. awh yeh team!)
$3.70 = £2.50 (approximately) $2.25 = £1.50 (approximately) International Shipping: $7 Articles, illustrations and comics featuring Hiam, Blur, Villagers, Savages, Janelle Monáe, The Kinks, Gaptooth, Sex Bob-Omb VS. Gorillaz, Maxïmo Park, Flight of The Conchords, Fatoumata Diawara and Oasis “It probably seems silly to be printing a music zine at a time when music blogs are becoming a popular alternative. You can listen to the music at the same time as reading the articles and news updates are instant. We realised we don’t have the time to keep up with it all, so last year, instead of trying, we decided to create a music zine together, where we could write about the music that makes us happy! We had so much fun making the first one that we decided to make more whenever we have enough material to fill a new issue. We’ve filled this issue with music themed comics, gig sketches, articles and illustrations. We hope you enjoyed reading it as much as we enjoyed writing it!" A5 36 Interior Pages Black and White Interior Dove Grey Card Cover Sarah Fogg www.etsy.com/uk/shop/sarahfogg
20GAYTEEN did that!
Hayley Kiyoko releases her debut (gaybut) album
A canon lesbian kiss in the Last Of Us 2 trailer
Elena on One Day At A Time gets a canon non binary gf named Syd
Janelle Monae comes out at pansexual and releases a string of gloriously gay music videos
Kehlani and Hayley Kiyoko collaborate on the song What I Need and create a sublime music video in which they have a cinematic kiss
Love, Simon wins the MTV award for Best Kiss
King Princess releases extremely gay and gorgeous music
Demi Lovato gives Kehlani a lap dance on stage at her concert and they kiss
Oceans 8 feeds the wlw community with an impossibly attractive cast that has chemistry on and off screen
An extremely cute video of two women accidentally planning on proposing to each other on the same day goes viral
Amandla Stenberg (who uses They/Them pronouns) comes out as gay
Troye Sivan releases his album - the titular song being a ‘bop about bottoming’
The movie Alex Strangelove comes out on Netflix
The Incredibles 2 brings back two of our first girl crushes - Violet and Elastigirl
Negasonic Teenage Warhead (played by actress Brianna Hildebrand who has an IRL gf) from Deadpool gets a canon girlfriend, Yukio
Rosa Diaz (who is played by openly bisexual actress Stephanie Beatriz) comes out as bisexual on Brooklyn Nine-Nine
Brooklyn Nine-Nine is cancelled by Fox and then picked up by NBC within 30 hours due to fan outcry
Janelle Monae attends The 23rd Annual Screen Actors Guild Awards at The Shrine Auditorium on January 29, 2017 in Los Angeles, California. Fashion detail.
via MUSIC VIDEO: Tessa Thompson Makes Janelle Monáe (and Us) Feel Pretty F*cking Queer Today
Janelle Monáe
photographed by Collier Schorr for W Magazine March 2018
Happy pride month!! Here’s some queer ppl 🌈
I'm hyped for Wake up, Dead man, I haven't seen the first knives out film but by instantly fell in love with Glass Onion.
Daniel Craig was great as James Bond but you can definitely tell that he had fun playing Benoit Blanc, so here's an appreciation post about one of cinema's greatest detective and member of my favorite comfort characters!
Janelle Monáe
at the Los Angeles World Premiere of Marvel Studios’ BLACK PANTHER
Dolby Theatre, Hollywood, California
January 29, 2018
Daily (sort of) Portraits from last month!
Over on my sketch blog I’ve been posting these - go check it out if you want to see them as they happen
David Tennant gives me a very specific sort of gender envy that I can't explain but can recognize in drawings
Janelle Monáe and Kristen Stewart are the only other two celebrities who I've seen that can do this to me
Fun. - We Are Young
