#black panther fanficiton

[lena-after-dark]

Pairing: Dark!Namor x Reader

Prompt: "I'll follow you to the ends of the earth. No matter where you run, I'll catch you."

Requested By: Anon

Warnings: Stalking, obsessive behavior, obsession at first sight.

You were on vacation the first time you felt him near. Of course then you didn't know what it was that haunted you through the waters.

The warm waves of the Atlantic washed all around you as you swam from the beach. You went as far as you felt safe to go, pausing to enjoy the sunshine and to sneak a peak at the marine life below. You were unsure how long you were in the water before you felt it. You knew there was a presence near you. You felt the pressure shift in the water, closing around you. Upon inspection, you saw nothing that would cause such a disturbance. But each time you stepped into the sea, you had the feeling that something was there - watching you.

That looming feeling of eyes upon you didn't let up, even after you were home. Though it was gone for a while, it came rushing back one rainy evening. It was enough to make you double check the locks on every door and window in your home. You peered outside and saw nothing. Always nothing. Except when the lightning flashed and there was a figure seemingly floating in the air. You only saw it once, and shrugged it off as your imagination.

Always when it was raining. That's when you'd feel it. That's when you'd see things. It was maddening. The figure only appeared when you were home - and when it was dark. Never when you could find proof that something was there.

Until you started receiving gifts, that was. Handcrafted jewelry and ornate shells appeared at your doorstep. And once on your windowsill - inside. That was enough to make you leave your home. And once again, the occurrences halted - for a time. Then you saw it again, not long after you'd moved. The figure floating in air. The shape of a man. You tried to capture an image, but it was gone before you could.

You had to get out of town again. This time to the mountains. The snow was a welcome distraction.

"Beautiful evening, isn't it?"

You were alone on the balcony of the lodge - sipping a hot drink and enjoying the setting sun. Something about him seemed familiar, though you didn't think you'd met him before. The glare of the sun obscured your view slightly.

"Yeah, it is. You're staying here as well?"

"Not exactly." The rich timbre of his voice was soothing. And yet something felt off. "Just visiting. It's very quiet around this lodge. You're the first person I've seen. Forgive my intrusion. I'm... Namor. May I ask your name?"

You told him your name out of compulsory politeness. He turned to face you, repeating your name with a smile. You could see him clearly now. He looked out of place - as if he were uncomfortable in the clothing he was wearing. Nothing in the style of his sweater or hat matched his earrings - and they unnerved you at the sight of them. They looked to be the same craftsmanship of the jewelry you'd been receiving. Or perhaps it was just a coincidence. You complimented them, testing the waters.

"You like them? Perhaps I'll have to get you a pair." You let out a nervous chuckle. It was time to leave. You made up a quick lie about needing to go and stood, noticing that he wasn't wearing any shoes.

"I'll see you again soon," he said as a goodbye. He sounded so charming. But there was something dark in the phrase. It was a promise. You dared a last glance at him and saw that he hadn't taken his eyes off of you. That familiar feeling was back tenfold.

Namor kept his promise. When you returned home, a pair of green earrings was waiting inside. You weren't delusional. This man - or whatever he was - was following you. Could he fly? What was he? There were so many questions, and no answers to any of them. And now that he'd appeared before you, certainly things were going to escalate. You had to leave again. You moved only when it was bright and dry as a bone outside. You were careful - leaving no trace of where you might've gone. You installed a camera, extra locks, everything you could think of.

You thought you were rid of him. Through stormy nights you didn't see or feel anything out of the ordinary. No gifts were left for you to find. No figure floating outside your window.

Apparently he just needed time to find you.

Your face to face meeting had made him bolder. You saw him again - hovering outside your window as the rain fell. This time he didn't disappear. This time he flew to the glass, placing his hand against it as he looked inside at you.

You scrambled away, trying to alert the authorities. It didn't matter if they didn't believe you. You needed to know someone was on the way to you.

Namor was inside before you could give dispatch your address. He was behind you with his hand wrapped around yours, pulling the phone from your ear and ending the call. The other was around your mouth, preventing you from yelling. He shushed you when you yelled into his hand - as if he were attempting to soothe you.

"I have to admit, I am enjoying our game of cat and mouse."

You pulled away from him, and he let you. When you faced him, a grin had spread across his lips.

"Did you like the earrings," he ended his question with something in a language you didn't understand. Most likely a term of endearment.

"Get out. Now. The cops will be here any moment." He chuckled at that, and paid the thin threat no mind.

"I think I'll keep our game going a little longer," he said as he stepped closer. You instinctively stepped back, and he continued forward until you were against a piece of furniture and couldn't retreat any further. He reached his hand out and ran his knuckles against the side of your arm. The touch sent shivers down your spine.

"I'll give you two weeks this time before I look for you again."

No matter what you said, or what questions you asked, he had no interest in elaborating. Whatever his intentions were in the end, he kept them from you. He wouldn't tell you why he was there, what he wanted from you, nothing.

“I’ll follow you to the ends of the earth. No matter where you run, I’ll catch you.” 

He left through the window, flying into the darkness so quickly that he barely looked like a shadow across the sky.

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Kukulkan x history teacher! reader

You had studied so hard to finally live your dream. You taught History in a boarding school by the cliff, near the great open seas. The chirping of the sea gulls, swaying meadows, and the sound of the church bell nearby added to your peace. Everyday morning, you would wake up and prepare your syllabus for the day, you lived in a neat little room in the rustic staff quarters with a sea view. Your life was perfect, almost magical.

Another routine day, you compiled all your files and left for class. As the bell echoed across the hallways of the school, you could hear the soft waves crash against the cliff in the distance. You walked in your classroom and greeted the students, “Good morning everyone, today we will pack our bags and go for a short walk down to the coast”. You loved teaching kids out in the open, the room itself just never sufficed for sharing knowledge. All the kids clammered to gather their belongings, and getting into a single file. You led the way to the coast beneath the white cliffs.

Today's lesson was Captain Avery’s story, “you screamed Ahoy mateys! Let’s dive into the lesson…” the kids screamed “AHOYY” back at you in their chirpy voices. You spoke for about an hour before letting the kids take a break by playing at the beach. They went over and under the waves discussing their newly taught lesson and you joined in, making sure everyone was safe.

While swimming, you saw a beautiful bluish gold ornament. You reached out for it, as it got pulled away by a receding current. You swam a bit harder and finally got a hold of it. You brought it back to the shore and signaled the students to come out. You continued the history lesson back in the classroom but now you were keen to go back and discover this new piece of jewellery you had found.

That day you rushed back to your room to study this artifact, you brought out all your history books and research papers and went at it. After pulling an all-nighter your eyes finally shone with excitement. As you put the necklace out in the rays of the morning sun, it reflected vibranium. It glowed. How did you miss that?

This piece was from Talokan. You had heard about this empire of Mayans and their god Kukulkan, but did all that mythology exist? How was this ornament simply floating around? So many questions fogged your mind. But, you were determined. When the school holidays approached you spent your time in the library hiding this little secret from everyone, researching for several days.

You returned to class after the holidays with a renewed spirit and loads of new things to share! You liked giving knowledge outside of the syllabus, after all sharing is caring! You started off the first class of the semester with the mayapan history and their gods. You gave a brief introduction to Kukulkan and his powers. You decided to keep the necklace a secret but went ahead to draw and describe it. The kids loved your lesson.

During recess all the teachers could hear them talk about your class and one of the kid even declared himself to be Kukulkan and his friends the Mayans. Everyone was having a lot of fun, until a few weeks later. On a Saturday morning you heard a knock on your door, but as you opened it there was nobody. You thought nothing much of it. After a few minutes you heard the knocking again, and once again it was no one. You were beginning to get worried.

As you completed some admin work by your desk facing the window suddenly a blue human like creature broke the window pane and stepped on your table. You screamed, he was built up, he wore a water mask and was wearing similar ornaments as the one you had found. You screamed and fell back onto the floor, you dragged yourself back to the edge of the wall behind as he slowly took steps towards you. He spoke in a mysterious language you could not understand but when he held his hand out you had your suspicions, that it was to collect the necklace. You had a habit of keeping it in your pocket, so you held onto it with your life and ran.

You ran aimlessly and found yourself running by the edge of the cliff. The wind was blowing hard, and as this blue person drew closer, you had a moment to contemplate. Your eyes widened at the realization, you heart was beating fast. This was a Mayan, he was here to take the necklace back to whoever it belonged to. This was your biggest discovery how could you let it go so easily?

You ran for your life but he was fast, chasing you down the cliff side, in a sudden hasteful movement your ankle twisted, making you tip directly off the edge. You fell with your eyes closed, a tear dripping from the side of your eye. You felt the arms of the person chasing you wrap around and dive into the ocean beneath. You opened your eyes in shock and pain from the water threatening to enter your lungs. Eventually, you became unconscious, unaware of your surroundings.

You woke up again by the shore near the school you taught at. The ornament was missing, they took it back. Your heart wrenched, you wanted to see more, learn more. Curiosity stronger than gratefulness of being alive. With a sinking feeling you went back to your room.

Life went on, the incident had drove you to the verge of insanity. Your focus was telling as many people about the existence of Talokan and the Mayans, undeniably starting from your own students. Your deviation from syllabus was enough for the school authorities to step in to have a word with you. “YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! I saw them with my own eyes, the kids need to know. Everyone does” you cried to the panel before you, over the next year, you had began writing emails to the marine life authorities and anyone who was relevant.

As the summer holidays approached again, you had already spent most of your free time swimming in the sea over the year. Standing by the shore alone staring into the distance hoping to catch a glimpse. This time you arranged for a boat, you didn’t have a license to drive it, but fueled it by with your passion. You managed to figure out the mechanics enough to take you far and deep into the blue ocean. You stayed there for a bit before screaming “KUKULKAN!” You were all alone. “I know you’re here, I can feel it”, “KUKULKAN…!” You screamed loudly with tears again.

To your dismay no one came forth, you had failed again. You sat in the boat and looked up at the darkening skies, a storm was about to ensue. You had no faith in life, that incident had shaken you up, plus you didn’t have any intention of going back to the shore. At least, not for now. A part of you wanted to be swallowed by the ocean in this storm. You closed your eyes and patiently waited to be capsized. The winds were blowing fast, the waves got bigger. Water had began seeping into your boat and thunders lightened the sky.

Your hair stood up, you could feel the static. The instant realization dawned upon you. Lightening was about to strike your head. As your survival instincts kicked in you began looking for a place to cover yourself, but, it was an open boat in the deep ocean, no where to hide. You were about to die.

As the lightening struck, you felt yourself shake and scream. Just then, you were in someone’s arms, floating above the sea close to the waves. You could hear feathers flapping, and his arms strong and hands rough. The man was wet from the ocean, his hair dripping water. He wore turquoise, blue and gold ornaments all over his body. You noticed the wings on his feet, you instantly knew it was Kukulkan.

You hugged him tightly, resting your face over his shoulder as he flew horizontally over the big waves and through the storm. Tears began forming in your eyes. He came, why did he listen to you? He was flying fast, you both were drenched in the rain water. With one swoop he dropped you at the shore of a nearby island. He kept you down on your feet as he stood before you in his majestic stance. You were mesmerized by how accurately the ancients described him. Honey brown skin, dark hair and deep brown eyes, he was beautiful.

He spoke in a heavy accent, “you called for me…” his eyebrow slightly raised. He seemed slightly impressed at your dedication to the people of Talokan, but he had to step in. You were reaching far and wide, looking for anyone believed you. This brought his kingdom under threat. “Thank you for saving me….thank you…for listening to me”, you said breaking down. A warm feeling rose in your chest, you had idealized Kukulkan for so long you seemed to have began loving him in your mind and fantasies. He seemed to understand that, but he was a 600 year old god. There was nothing he hadn’t already seen. He had loved before, and he had lost them all before. The pain from the fragile life span of his lovers had dulled his feelings.

He kept a firm hand on your cheek, he was strong, but there was pain in his eyes. “I want you to forget about Talokan, the dangers of other nations attacking us is too strong. The pain is hard. I know. You must let go before you get yourself in trouble.” As he turned around to leave, you ran and hugged him from the back. “Please take me with you, you know I won’t be the same…” he stopped. Turning around he wrapped his arms around you taking you into his embrace.

You both stayed that way for a while, as he pulled away and took off his necklace. You noticed it was the one you found a year ago, as he gently tied it around your neck. “It suits you” , he said in his deep voice, you gave him a smile. Looking into his eyes your body instinctively tip toed as you put your lips on his. The moment was magical, as the rain droplets fell upon you two, the high tide crashed onto the shore with wet sand. Both your hearts beating against each other.

Kukulkan melted and his arms around you got tighter. He was kissing you with all his heart. You felt his love. Digging your nails into his back you pulled him closer till there was no space between you two. You both became one for a few moments, with tongues tangled. You finally pulled away to catch your breath. Kukulkan's eyes slowly opened, as he moved one of his arms from your lower back to your head, intertwining his fingers with your locks. The fear of losing someone had kept him away from loving for years now. How could he let himself become so weak? He broke a piece of Vibranium from his bracelet, the size of a small pill. Putting it in his palm - “eat it, if you want to go far away” you didn’t think twice and swallowed.

You spent the rest of your life next to the man of your dreams, of your fantasies, the man who drove you insane without ever meeting you. In the end you gave the strength to feel again.

Your Vibranium,

Admin Sav

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HEYY! okay so this is my first time literally ever ask for a request but why not haha:)

okay so I was thinking if shuri being really busy and not showing much attention to the reader and the reader understanding she’s just busy and being the new black Panther is hard and stuff but even after asking shuri for a little time she kinda ignores her sooo (SORRY IM LITERALLY JUST WRITING IT ITS A BIG REQUEST) and then the reader decides to post a picture shuri wouldn’t “approve” of🤭 (can be a big angsty but omg smut pleaseeeee)

THANK YOU SO MUCH i was dying for some requests and to have someone put one like this in is amazing I'm a sucker for any kind of jealously and i love possessive stuff so let's get this show on the road!! I am going to change this a bitttt tho hehe I hope thats okay (I can always rewrite)

CW: smoking (weed) , a bit of arguing (reader and Shuri) , a lot of edging, Light degradation.

tags!!!: @luffyinlove @marvelsqrande @shurisblkwife @t-candy @noneofyabuisnezs @ziayamikaelson

Attention Seeker. (Shuri x Fem! Reader)

Shuri was busy, everyone in Wakanda knew that. She was queen, and black Panther she had shit to do and so did you but you always seemed to finished before she did walking around your own lab while looking up at Shuri in her lab walking back and forth getting stuff for different tables trying to put everything that she had been thinking onto a table so she could truly see what she was thinking even thought this always took the most time up for her. You almost never spent any time together anymore.

"Shuri?" you asked hesitantly while walking up the stairs to her lab from your own. She didn't even spare you a glance in fact she just kept working you weren't scared of her but a bit scared of disrupting her peace because no matter what or how stressed she looked you knew nothing brought her more peace than her work.

You didn't want to give up on talking to her or at least saying goodnight and asking if she would please come to bed with you. You sucked it up because you were her love, she would never hurt you

"Shuri my Love please, let us rest together I don't mind waking up with you and coming back to work later but for now let us rest " you get closer as you requested her to join you to rest but she was moving by the way she looked back at you, I don't think you were going to enjoy her reply

"Can't you see me working?" she is blurting out while slightly pushing you to the side not enough to hurt or do anything to really push you

"Woah, lets track back. There was no reason for you to talk to me like that, clearly i asked if we could rest together yes, I see you are working but I want you to rest" you were always calm with Shuri, but you weren't going to take her being disrespectful words to you which was extremely rare. Seeing as she had nothing but love and respect for you.

Shuri knew you were right, but she was tired, petty and just wanted to work until she passed out that's when she really worked her "best"

"Just get out y/n" ouch. get out? you weren't trying to be oversensitive she just had never spoken to you this was she might have asked you to leave a few times but telling you to get out? No, that wasn't your Shuri

You knew no more words could be spoke between the two of you for the rest of the night and because ever since you were taught to never go to sleep mad at each other you said you I love You's but didn't apologize because this wasn't your fault, but you couldn't just let this go to avoid an argument you decided to be petty but in your own way

When you got back into your room you pulled out your phone you had used sparingly when you had started living in Wakanda except the pictures you took of the city and Shuri

You dilled up Riri not thinking of the timing difference in Wakanda and Chicago, but you would see! "YO MY GIRL what's up!!" There she was Riri Willimas she reminded you of your teen years living back home running from the Avengers trying to force you into a teen training Crap while you just wanted to get rid of your gifts and be normal but also successful showing how a Strong women could really be.

"Thank the ancestors you're awake " A saying you had adapted from literally everyone and after learning everything you could about Your wife's home.

"yeah, up working! But no way you called to watch me work what's up? " Riri lightly yelled as she walked away from the camera. You didn't know how to ask her this, you know she knew a lot of people because of her "job" and wouldn't put you anywhere unsafe so what was the harm of asking if she was willing to take you and ONLY you to a party. She knew nothing got under Shuri's skin then going to events without her, without the black panther.

"Wanna take me to a party?" Yes! you loved you way you asked that even if you were expecting so many questions and maybe even a no.

"Word? We got one tonight at destiny's it's just going to be her, her dance team which is like 6 of them a few of the players and me well ofc!" that sounds nothing closer to perfect you agreed and then she started asking the questions. "Not that it matters because you're coming either way, why without Shuri?" she asked the question that really mattered off the bat!

"Oh, well that's a long story and this party is meant to be a getaway please don't ask" Riri wasn't going to pry any longer she was just happy to be with you again even if it would be better with all of you.

Fast forward a few hours you texted Riri you would be on your way just needed to get out of Wakanda without the alerting of Shuri. As petty as it was you were deciding if you wanted to leave your beads to prevent Shuri from finding you, it was dumb yes, but you would not be dumb enough to completed disappear and scare her like that you would bring your beads but leave them in Riris dorm.

It was hard but you got out of Wakanda extremely surprised a angry Shuri or Okoye didn't come after you on the ride there you took pictures of your outfit and everything else outside the window when getting into Chicago and when getting into Riris dorm bring her into the biggest hug like you hadn't seen her in forever.

"You look so good; I'm blow away Shuri let you leave the house" This made you giggle knowing what you knew about the whole Shuri thing. you sat on Riris bed waiting and listening to her talk about what she's been up to and what she was thinking and even working on. After a while of talking, she looked at the time changed a bit and told you it was time to go

"Wow Shuri actually hasn't found me yet." you thought to yourself while on the way to the small party.

Back with Shuri.

It wasn't that she didn't notice in fact if she did you probably wouldn't have made it to the party, nor out of Wakanda she was working when Groit was tried to alert her of your leaving before she shut him up not wanted to be disrupted just to keep working for another hour.

"Groit, can you ask Okoye to bring Y/N to my lab" A apology was in order and fast. Groit answered explaining how around a hour and a half he had attempted to inform her of plans of your departure, and it had been 5 hours since you had left. He quickly explained you were at a party with Riri which calmed her nervus but only a bit

"Do you want to see pictures of y/n at this party?" Groit asked. Shuri wasn't going to waste time, but she would lie if she didn't say she didn't want to see the pictures. Giving her a quick look at everyone there and how you looked. " How?" she questioned which he told her about to the quick social media search he had done quickly for her.

You looked cute she wasn't going to lie but either way the shit you were wearing wouldn't even be on for long. As Groit kept going through pictures it looked like you got more comfortable and more lose she wasn't mad until she noticed others around you were noticing too, I mean you were breath taking what did she expect? As videos played and your giggles grew, she couldn't bare it anymore.

"Can you provide a location of this party?" Shuri was proud of the AI she created when he pulled up the address as she asked quicker than she expected but not surprised she was the one who made him. She hadn't planned on going to her first American party upset or not even jealous, but you had made other plans for her.

Back at the party

You were having so much fun seeing as you had not been around so many new faces in a while, you weren't going to lie and say you weren't a little scared of being gone this long without letting Shuri know. But you knew it was just a matter of time before she found you.

"Wanna Smoke? " One of the dancers asked you before Riri spoke up to say no for you

"Nah Riri, it wouldn't be my first as long as y'all don't record or anything you know" Everyone collectively agreed especially the athletes and dancers.

After Two Blunts You could hear Riri talking with someone outside sounding concerned and trying to be loud enough to us to hear and clear the room of smoke which is what you and everyone else with sense thought and after slightly rushing to help you noticed that voice anywhere was slowed but also rushed your clearing. Shuri had smoked with you before and even grew some shit to show you Wakanda could do it better (They could) so you weren't scared shed find you smoking just she didn't like you smoking anything she hadn't grown for you including the adorable bong she created for you watching too much American tv about smoking and hiding for everyone making it for you

There's no way she'd walk in with a room full of people being the whole QUEEN of Wakanda but sometimes you questioned if you just forgot who you were dating.

"Shur- okay." Riri attempted to stop her before walking into the weed smelling room and seeing you sitting in-between two people too close for comfort.

Everyone started quietly fangirling while you didn't break eye contact with her. Her eyes screamed at you to get up and come with her and you weren't going to say no. You excused yourself, hugged up Riri promising to hang out with her for real as soon as possible which you knew Shuri would come with.

Shuri said her goodbyes to Riri grumbling about her coming to visit after dealing with you.

The ride home wasn't as quick as it normally felt. It wasn't quick you just had always enjoyed the ride home.

You could feel her eyes like knifes as she looked at your slightly high state. Something about this fear turned you on the way she was sitting while looking at you. "Was it fun?" her voice cut into the silence as you looked up quicky

You nodded your head and looked down again just to hear footsteps coming closer and closer to you. "I'm sorry. Telling you to get out? What was I thinking. I'm sorry I didn't just go to bed with you avoiding this whole thing." An apology was not you thought you were going to hear when she spoke holding your face in her hands and before you could reply apologizing for your behavior as well, she continued to speak

"But. I can't let this go y/n. Sneaking out? Not telling me? Thinking Leaving your beads in Riris dorm wasn't going to make me find them? Silly girl. I'm going to have so much fun punishing you, you won't have the strength to sneak out again for a week." as she said this, she stuck her fingers in your mouth while slowing zipping down your dress

"Matching underwear? Cute, what did you know I was going to punish you for this? How pathetic all this all because you wanted me pay attention to you. Oh, my love you got my attention." Shuri had a dirty way with words she knew how to push those buttons and knew what made you absolutely weak

She was in your underwear after she had denied your orgasm 4 times. At this point you were spewing out apologies and begs as she ignored and mocked you. She was cocky you wanted nothing more than to cum then touch her but she wasn't going to let you ether this was punishment Afterall she wasn't going to give in no matter how much she wanted to see you cum.

"Aw baby whose fault is this?" She fingered you with your needy clit in her mouth while teasing and bullying you. She did this all the way to Wakanda leaving you flustered and needy almost shaking from the amount of edging that had been done. She covered you up while you entered Wakanda even if anyone could see you, she wanted you easy to touch when you made it back to your room. Okoye welcomed you in not noticing anything.

You both walked a bit fast you went straight to the room laying on the on the edge of crying again if she didn't do something

she laughed at the doorframe calling you dirty before pulling you to the end of the bed

"Did you learn? As my princess you don't sneak out to silly American parties and smoke that disgusting American stuff when, I secretly grow that for you here." you were nodding in agreement while listening and slowing undressing

she put her hands right back into your underwear tease and driving you crazy again but this time when you close, she didn't stop.

"You have been such a bad girl. I'm only letting you cum because I can tell how bad you clearly need me to make you cum. Can't even take a punishment from me." she watched as you face locked with hers as you made you way to finally cumming. Even after you came, she didn't feel done

"Shuri Wait, fuck I just came please." you said as your whole body started to shake from the overstimulation

She laughed at that comment seeing as you spent the only time begging to cum, she mentioned that which caused a whimper from you while she slowed and kissed your forehead while you came down from the high from everything

she showered you in praises as your body finally claimed down.

"What about you baby?" you finally said after some water and a little cuddling she looked at you with a soft smile and whispered in her ear saying you just owed her (part 2? ;)

"Rest baby. I promise I will too in a few minutes" as you hear this you drifted off thinking of the ways you were going to pay her back and how you were the luckiest women on this earth.

end?

OH MY GOD SOOOOOOOO how did i do??? FEEDBACK IS LIKE LOVED!!!!!!!!!! this took me 2 hours please let me know ifs this is cringey or anything

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Feenin

You know you’re addicted to a specific type of fanfiction when you search your favorite tag and the majority of the posts already have been liked. You guys slay me with your magical writing. Now give me more...

...Pretty please?

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My new Black Panther & BBC Sherlock Fanfic’s are in the works! Keep an eye out their coming out soon on Fanfiction.net, AO3.org, and Wattpad.com!

These are both fanfic’s that I have been trying to write for years now. The Johnlock fanfic has been sitting quietly in my head since 2018′s 221B Con. So here is some info about the two stories!

 Spirit of Bast: A Power Reborn - T'Challa/OFC (Marvel’s Black Panther)

F/M pairing relationship

Rated: M

Summary:

Wakanda, a kingdom of tradition and technological advancements; filled with rich culture and strong warriors. The strongest and wisest of warriors became the nation’s guardian; its ruler and protector, the Black Panther.

T’Challa is a man with great responsibility upon his shoulders. He is the Black Panther; a protector, superhero, and king of Wakanda. T’Challa had heard of a legend of a child born just outside the kingdom of Wakanda in a small temple. A powerful being with a direct tie to the panther goddess Bast. The child holds the goddess’s hopes and ambitions that are the key to the prosperity of Wakanda and it’s Panther Clan...

Felis Catus (A Johnlock Fanfic) - John Watson/Sherlock Holmes (BBC Sherlock)

M/M pairing relationship

Rated: M

Summary:

“You’re awake. Good. You’ve been out for five hours.” Sherlock leans back in his seat resting his hand under his chin. 

“Five hours right... f-five hours? Sherlock, why am I still on the floor!” His arms and leg felt heavy as John rose unsteady to his feet; a sharp pain shooting through his head and down to his tail bone.

“You were fine. Though you have taken on highly unusual attributes...”

Things at 221B Baker Street have just gotten a lot more complicated. After a new case gone wrong John wakes up to find he’s acquired two very furry ears and a tail...!

Keep an eye out for both of these fanfics coming soon, until then...

DovieDM-1991-Promised Wings (Promised_Wings1991, PromisedWings91) signing out!

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[ethereal-tempest]

All The Stars (Black Panther College AU) - Prequel

A/N: this is very loosely based off All The Stars by SZA ft. Kendrick Lamar like very very loosely ya feel?

WC: 500ish

T’challa x reader

Warning: language, mention of cheating, heartbreak i think that’s it for now. this is my first college AU so i do apologize in advance if it’s a mess. Also sorry for any and all typos love ya bbs😘

Prompt: Love is complicated and confusing, it can be the most blissful feeling in the world. Or it can the reason your heart crumbles and shatters. Which will it be for you?

“love… lets talk about love. is it anything and everything you hope for? or do the feelings haunt you?”

3 years ago - Freshman year of college

“I-I said, I love you.” you said as you stared back at your shell shocked boyfriend. “Y/N, I I—“ your eyes widened with hope in them waiting for him to say those three words back to you, but he shut his mouth and couldn’t open it again.

He couldn’t give you what you wanted, he didn’t even know how to love , never felt anything like it besides between him and his parents. Could he— “Chal, you what?” he wasn’t going to say it, you saw it in his eyes the more you stared at them, “you don’t.”

You took a second to gather yourself, this didn’t mean the end, you could wait, give him time.”Y/N—“ “That’s fine, i can wait until you’re ready. This doesn’t have to change anything.” you breathed out, letting the hope you felt inside lace your voice as you stepped towards T’challa but as he took a step back you stopped, “But it does, it has.” you were confused to put it simply.

“Okay then we can move past it, come back to it when we’re ready—“ “That’s the problem! I don’t know when i’ll be ready, if i’ll ever be ready!” you let loose a nervous chuckle and took another step towards him, “Chal, come on—“ “I-I can’t Y/N i think we should—“ you took another step toward him as you whispered “T’challa—“ “I’m seeing someone else.”

It was as if the word stopped. You looked at the man you loved, the man you hoped loved you back but didn’t. The man that protected you from dangers of the world but couldn’t protect you from the heartbreak you felt taking place, it was his fault after all.

It was your turn take a step back as you finally gasped out, “Oh.”

“Y/N i didn’t mean—“

“Who?” you said cutting him off once again

“What?” he mumbled out,

“Who is the other person you’re seeing?”

“That’s not important, look i think we should just talk.”

“Is it Okoye?”

“No Y/N—“

“Nakia?” he was silent as he hung his head in defeat, you nodded your head letting it sink in, “You guys did always seem to have a spark, make a helluva couple.”

“Lets talk about this Y/N i didn’t mean—“

“No you’ve said plenty T’challa. I think it’s time I go before i make an even bigger fool of myself.” “Y/N wait please!” you ignored his plea as you snatched your bag from his couch and marched toward the door, you swig it open with a mighty force and stop as you come face to face with another person, “Of fucking course.” you mumbled out as you shoulder past T’challa best friend, Nakia.

Her gazed followed your angry steps before the womans’ blazing eyes set on the man infront of her, “What the hell did you do?”

——

part 1 coming soon 🖤🤟🏽

#black panther fic #black panther fanfiction #black panther #t’challa fanfic #t’challa #t’challa udaku #t’challa x reader #marvel fic #marvel fanfiction #marvel fandom #mcu fanfiction #bp fanficiton #bp fic #all the stars

[kilojulietsierra]

Better The Devil You Know - Chapter Three (Ulysses Klaue/OC)

Read Chapter One Here - Read Chapter Two Here

Chapter Three - July 17, 2014 Outside Manguzi, South Africa

“Who was that boss?”

Ulysses Klaue smiled like the madman he was, ”An old girlfriend.” Still with the smile plastered on his face he turned back to the two men on their knees. “Yes, she wants to get together tomorrow, when she gets into town. Which is good news for you two.” He pointed his own pistol at the men who each had AK-47s pointed at the backs of their heads.

The terrified pair shared a truly lost look, faces sweaty and hands still bound behind their backs.

“Yes! I’m in a very much better mood now and so, I will let you go. This one time with a warning.”

“Really? Are you serious?”

“He questions me? I spare your life and you question me? Yes really, go now, get in your car and leave!” He waves to the mercenaries behind them, “Cut them loose, let them go.”

After a moments pause the two, previously doomed, men scrambled to their feet and fled to their car parked across the dirt lot. The car spun its tires and threw gravel as they sped away.

Klaue gave the order to his men to load up and as they headed back to their own vehicles Ulysses holstered his weapon and pulled out a small transmitter, the button of which detonated the fleeing vehicle, killing its two occupants in a fiery explosion. He could not keep the smile off his face if he tried, “I am having such a great day! Let’s go!”

~~~~~~~

July 18, 2014 Johannesburg, South Africa

It was early when the town car arrived for him, before seven. His eyes were still blurry from lack of sleep but Marcel could not help but stare, wide eyed, at the mansions they passed on their way to meet this Miss Thorne. Nearly half an hour later the driver pulled up to a large estate with a gated entrance and the knots started to form in his stomach.

He had assumed Miss Thorne had money, anyone that made a living in the oil business generally lived a social class or two above himself, but her property seemed like something out of a Hollywood movie.

The gate was set off the road, in a white stone wall that blocked the view of the estate from passers by. What the wall didn’t conceal the vast and varying trees and gardens did. The car drove down a long, paved driveway and up to the front door of the first, real mansion he had ever seen up close. The driver opened his door for him and he was immediately greeted by a young girl, no more than twelve or thirteen years old.

She was bright and cheery with a slim face and a close cropped sort of hair cut. She bobbed her head once, “Good morning Mr. Eler. Missy Savannah asks you wait on the veranda. This way.” She smiled and nodded several more times before leading him through the front door.

The first thing he saw upon entering the house was the very large and stoic man that held the door open for them. The second was a baby grand piano set on a zebra skin rug with a wall of windows as a backdrop. He didn’t have time to look around much, though he tried. The walls were covered in paintings and tapestries, with hides and trophy mounts scattered among them.  The aroma of incense and oils filled his nose as the house girl shuttled him through the foyer, past a formal dining room, then the casual dining area off the kitchen where the incense were overpowered by a dark and bitter smelling coffee, then a large sitting room furnished in grays, whites and jewel tones, all before finally coming to an outdoor dining area.

When the girl pulled out a chair for him he had to force his eyes away from the expansive backyard. Surrounded on three sides by more trees and gardens of flowers and vegetables. Grassy, amphitheater steps to his left led to a lower part of the yard, which held a narrow lap pool with precisely placed fountains all along the waters edge to create a mesmerizing pattern in the ripples on the pools surface. He barely got out a, “Thank you.” before the girl had disappeared back into the house. So engrossed he had become in taking in the immaculate landscaping and architecture of the home, he nearly jumped when another woman came to the patio with a tray.

“Coffee and sweet tea.” This woman was older, her skin dark and her hair a seemingly impossible nest of braids. “Which would you like?”

“Oh, uh coffee is fine. Thank you.” He smiled graciously as he accepted the cup and nearly choked at the bitterness of his first sip.

The woman laughed and set two small jars on the table in front of him, “Sugar. Cream.” She pointed to each one in turn and then picked up her tray to leave.

Marcel took a spoonful of sugar and then a second. He tried another sip and still made a face.

“Sorry, I take it a little strong. Even by local standards.”

He jumped to his feet at the sound of another woman behind him, this one with a heavy southern accent.  Marcel turned, coffee cup still in hand, to find a beautiful, young woman chuckling at him and taking a cup of coffee for herself.  

She said something to the woman, in a language Marcus didn’t understand, with a smile and a wink before she turned to face him. “Didn’t mean to startle you. I’m Savannah Thorne.” She stepped forward and extended a hand, “Thank you so much for coming, I know it was… inconvenient.”

“No, no.” He set his coffee cup down and shook her hand in both of his. “I’m thrilled at the opportunity, really, truly I am. No, inconvenience at all. Honestly, it’s worth it enough just to see this.” He released her hand to gesture to the estate.”You have a remarkable home, Miss Thorne.”

Miss Thorne rewarded him with a brilliant smile, “Happy to hear it, and thank you. I am quite proud of it myself.” She took a sip of the coffee and hummed in appreciation. “It belonged to my mothers family, but I’ve added and updated here and there. If you’d like we could walk and discuss our business rather than sit? They’re working some of the polo ponies down by the barn, if you’d like to see.”

Why he was surprised there was a stable he didn’t know, but he nodded. “Sounds like a great idea.”

“Perfect.” She stepped back into the wide open sitting room and called into the kitchen, “Isisa!” She said something else in the language and then waved as she joined him back on the patio. “Come on, let’s talk about these great ideas of yours that I’ve heard so much about.”

~~~~~~~

Klaue glanced around him as he and his men exited their two vehicles. Before they could knock, the heavy wooden door swung open to reveal a tall, heavyset fellow that seemed to be a part of Savannahs security team. He said nothing, only led them into the foyer and to the sitting room immediately to their right. Here another guard stood with his back to the patio doors, “You will wait here.”

The guard that had opened the door left them to make themselves comfortable. The cook brought in a tray of the southern style sweet tea Savannah was so fond of and the men helped themselves. Ulysses pulled his sunglasses off to hang in the front of his shirt and wandered the sitting room looking at the decor, poking and prodding pieces as he went. He stopped in a front of a Cape Buffalo trophy mounted to the wall, “Oh, I remember this one.”

He only had to wait a few more minutes before the guard returned. “You come. The rest of you stay.” The guard jerked his head down the hall as a signal for klaue to follow.

They passed through the relatively empty house and out to the back patio. His eyes had been focused on picking out guards from regular staff and locating security cameras. Which is why he missed a beat when he first saw her walking towards them. He only wasted five seconds determining the man walking with her was not a threat in any way and then focused all his attention on Annah.

Her hair was lighter, sun bleached, not dyed. She had it french braided back into a high ponytail that bounced and swayed as she walked. Her clothes were simple; a plain white tank top that fit her perfectly and a bright, printed skirt that just barely brushed the ground with each stride. The morning sun glinted off the necklaces that bounced against her chest as well as the rings on her fingers and her toes.

Ulysses couldn’t stop himself from smiling at the sight of her strolling her estate barefoot and adorned like some sort of gypsy goddess.

When she noticed him she did not smile. Instead she placed a hand on her walking companions shoulder and seemed to tell him to wait there. Savannah through a sideways glance towards Klaue as she ducked into the house only to return quickly with one of the young house girls. The girl took the man into the house and then Savannah approached them, “Pat him down.”

Klaue chuckled as he spread his arms out wide and stood still to be searched.

The guard pulled the pistol from his back and held it up for her to see, “That’s it.”

Savannah nodded, but before she could speak Ulysses took the opportunity, “I’d just like to point out that the last time you and I were together you were the one that pulled a gun on me.”

She scowled and sarcastically hiked her skirt up high. High enough to show the spandex shorts she wore underneath. No thigh holster. Then she dropped the hem back to the ground before she lifted the bottom of her shirt and turned a circle to show she had nothing in her waistband. “Feel better?”

“Much.” Ulysses grinned as he watched the guard walk off with his handgun and leave the two of them alone in the backyard.

For a moment they simply stared, sized each other up after a few years of absence. “Rollin’ a little deep for a meeting with an old friend?” She gestured to the lower yard and started in that direction.

He assumed to avoid the ears of her saff and both of the security as much as possible. “Like I said, last time…” He let the rest of the sentence fall off as they started down the grass covered steps. “So what’s the matter? Can’t find anyone that can satisfy you needs like I can?” Klaue smiled and stopped three steps from the bottom, forcing her to look up at him.

It only worked for a second as she turned and continued down the stairs. She shook the bead bracelets on her left wrist back into place, “Sure, let's go with that.” Savannah spared him a second glance before moving to sit in one of the adirondack chairs beside the pool.

The smile on his face grew the second he saw that familiar tell, an unconscious fidget, barely a tick, but it told him plenty. After he joined her by the pool he slouched back in his own chair and crossed his outstretched legs at the ankles. “Tell me what you need Love.”

It seemed to be physically painful for her but she looked his way and started right into the business at hand, “A dozen cases of M4s, four Barrett 50 cals, all with thermal scopes, a case of SAWs…”She trailed off, took a breath before she continued, “Two dozen extra men, body armor, NVD goggles and sights. Ammo for everything, of course, and I want a Predator. Fully loaded.”

What started as a cheeky smile nearly doubled in size as Ulysses sat up a little straighter in his chair, elbows braced on his knees. “Oh, I love it when you talk dirty.” He shifted his seat slightly to face her better, “But, here’s what I am wondering. Any arms dealer can get you this stuff. Why call me? Not that i’m not happy you did!”

Savannah sat on the edge of her chair, knees crossed, the bridge of her nose pinched between her thumb and forefinger. “There’s one more thing I need.”

His interest peaked Klaue ducked his head, trying to catch her gaze, “Yes?”

After another deep breath she released the pressure point on her nose and faced him, “Vibranium… and someone that knows how to work with it.”

~~~~~~~

Savannah regretted everything as soon as she saw that stupid look on his face. This was a huge mistake, but it was her only choice and far too late to back out now. “Go ahead, hit me with it. What’s this gonna cost me?”

He would not quit smiling and he began rubbing his palms together. He didn’t answer right away, seemed to enjoy her dread and discomfort. “The guns,  I have on hand, the men and the gear, I’ll give you for.. Ten percent off street value.” He ignored the shock that crossed her face and continued, “The drone will take some time and it’ll be pricey but I can get it.”

“And the vibranium?” Her eyes were dark and skeptical as she squinted at him, trying to get a read on what game he was playing.

It only made him smile more, “A favor for a favor.”

That had her up and out of her chair, “Oh no, not a chance in hell. Name a price, give me a number and I’ll send you home with it in cash. But, no favors.”

Klaue stayed seated, “No favor? No vibranium. Which is worse? Losing half of your oil wells or doing a favor for, like you said, an old friend.”

Savannah started to pace, her teeth gritted together and she began to regret her poor choice of words earlier. Fuck him and that look on his face. She ignored how he knew the specifics of her predicament and focused on why it pleased him so much. “What’s the favor?”

He stood up, “Do we have a deal?” He took a step towards her, smiled when she stood taller rather than retreat even an inch, extended his hand to shake.

She ignored his hand, choosing instead to stare him down eye to eye, “What’s the favor?”

With a chuckle he let his hand drop but he kept a hold of her gaze. “I have a potential… associate, in town this weekend. He’s skittish, I need help to warm him up and calm his nerves. Something you used to be very good at.”

When he winked Savannah fought the urge to shove him in the pool and hold his head under. But, as loathe as she was to admit it, she needed him and his stupid vibranium. “I want my guns and my men on a plane to Libya by Friday. Drone included.” She was not going to cave in so easy.

Not that that mattered. He had already won and they both knew it. His face said as much. He held his hand out again, closer to her this time, “Deal.”

“Lord give me strength.” She took his hand in hers and gave it a squeeze, Harder than necessary, the way her Daddy had taught her. “Deal.”

Ulysses kept her hand and raised it to his lips so he could drop a kiss on her knuckles, “Beautiful.” When she scowled and jerked her hand away he could only laugh.

~~~~~~

Read Chapter Four Here

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[sushigirlali]

2018 Year in Review

Rules: answer the questions about 2018 and tag some people

Tagged by total sweetheart, @orkindofamazing 💖 Happy New Year!! (And I added a video game category haha)

Top 5 Films 2018:

1. Annihilation

2. Avengers: Infinity War

3. Bad Times at the El Royale

4. Black Panther

5. Blackkklansman

Top 5 TV Shows 2018:

1. The Haunting of Hill House

2. The Magicians 

3. The End of the F****ing World 

4. The Expanse 

5. The Bold Type 

Top 5 Video Games 2018:

1. God of War 

2. Marvel’s Spider-Man 

3. Dishonored: Death of the Outsider 

4. Detroit: Become Human 

5. Shadow of the Tomb Raider 

Top 5 Songs 2018:

1. Finding You (Rainbow) by Kesha

2. Stay Frosty Royal Milk Tea (Mania) by Fall Out Boy

3. Sunflower (Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse Soundtrack) by Post Malone & Swae Lee

4. All the Stars (Black Panther Soundtrack) by Kendrick Lamar & SZA

5. Lit Me Up (Science Fiction) by Brand New

Top 5 Books 2018:

1. The Last Jedi: Expanded Edition by Jason Fry

2. Star Wars: The Last Jedi Adaptation by Gary Whitta & Michael Walsh

3. Star Wars: Women of the Galaxy by Amy Ratcliffe

4. The Art of Star Wars: The Last Jedi by Phil Szostak

5. William Shakespeare's Jedi the Last: Star Wars Part the Eighth by Ian Doescher 

(I probably read some non-Star Wars related books this year, but who remembers 😛)

Five Good/Positive Things that Happened to You in 2018:

1. I had the most amazing time with my besties in London and Paris earlier this year! It was my first time out of the country in almost 15 years.

2. I went to so many conventions this year! I love cosplay and merch, so conventions are one of my favorite things to do with my friends.

3. I started writing fanficiton again!! Reylo inspires me so much and I’ve been having a great time getting back into the swing of things. Writing is such a great creative outlet, so I hope to continue for the foreseeable future.

4. Speaking of Reylo, I’ve made some truly wonderful friends this year though  fandom! Bonding with cool people over this thing we love is so special. Much love, everyone!!

5. I was promoted to Senior Economist at my firm. It’s been a goal of mine for a while, so I was happy to take on the extra responsibility. 

Tagging: @craniumhurricane / @casleyislove / @spindlepricker / @tothemoonandback08 / @grlie-girl / @reyl-hoe / @amandaanime99 / @atchamberlin / @mrsmancuspia / @reylo-solo / @rad-braybury / @persimonne / @baby-babushka / @sleepyowlet / @leofgyth / @lilyevansreyjakuu / @padme-amidalanaberrie / @dvrkrey / @monsterleadmehome / @kayurka / @bellaren18 / @reylocalligraphy

(Please let me know if you don’t want to be tagged in these things 🙃)

#2018 year in review #all reylo all the time #movies #tv shows #video games #music #books #media has been amazing #positivity

[shyanlibrary]

On the topic of “people writing Ryan crying too much”— honestly, I feel like it’s neither here nor there? If you feel like writing crying!ryan is the *same* as feminising him, then that’s a bit not good. Look at the Guardians of the Galaxy movies, and the Black Panther movie. In both, Peter Quill and T’challa cry multiple times. Does it make them any less heroic? Nope. Similarly, Ryan’s an emotional guy. He just is. People express themselves [1/2]

[2/2] — in different ways, and crying isn’t a “girly” thing. But at the same time, I guess it’s not good to write Ryan as being emotionally unstable too. He’s a grown dude who’s in touch with his feelings. It really depends on the context, at the end of the day. He probably wouldn’t burst into tears at ANYTHING, but if something is intense/upsetting enough, he would. AND THAT’S OK.

Exactly, Nonnie, you worded this as it is. 

In my experience reading all the fanfics, I didn’t came across any fic in which the “crying” was overused or felt out of place. There isn’t actually many in which it actually happens.

The one that pops in my mind right now, is a demon possession fic in which Shane is already his boyfriend, gets possessed right in front of him (and he ca’t do nothing), and the thing wearing his boyfriend’s face tries to rape him... I WOULD FUCKING CRY, TOO. 

He kicks the demon’s ass while fucking crying and saves Shane, so-- that’s just an example, most fics in which he cries are like this, or the crying happens after the Frustration(tm) and Desperation(tm) gets too high. 

I cry for everything. Crying is such a normal thing to me, I can’t actually wrap my head around the idea of not being able to cry when the situation is being too much for me in a bad or good way. We are all emotional beings, one way or another. We gotta let them be as emotional as possible, let them be real.

Anyway, I haven’t read an actual fic in which the feminization isn’t a kink. I’m not here to kink shame people, and if anyone wants to, do it in your own blog. This blog is to support fanficitons and its writers, we are not bashing people, nor stories, not their kinks, even if I don’t agree with them.

Besides the actual feminizaton I’ve seen in the fandom is to Shane (in the weirdest of the ways, aslo lmao), talking about the kink. So I’m honestly weirded out as from where all these accusations about Ryan being writen bad/one way or another are coming from.

Like I said before. I got the actual facts and numbers. A mi no me van a hacer pendeja.

#fandom #ao3 tag #ryan #Anonymous

[ransprang]

Kukulkan x Sick! Reader

- you woke up one day with tremors and intense muscle ache, to the extent you felt paralysed.

- Kukulkan was missing from the shared king sized bed you two shared in Talokan, so you gathered strength and voiced out “Ku…Kukulkan” before passing out.

- You don’t know how long you were gone for but when you woke up, you saw him stand by you with some helpers.

- There was cold seaweed on your forehead, and a cold concoction being massaged onto your arms and legs.

- Your eyes barely open you extended your arm out to the beautiful man standing next to you, he kissed your palm and dismissed everyone else in the room.

- Kukulkan took place next to you on the bed and ran his fingers through your hair, you had caught some sort of flu and fever. He wasn’t too worried but he wanted to make sure you were comfortable.

- After a while he helped you stand up and took you to the surface, to a fresh water spring to get you all washed up.

- You looked sleepy so wasting no time Kukulkan brought you back and burrito wrapped you and himself into a blanket and told you stories of his adventures till you calmed down and drifted into slumber.

yours sickly,

admin sav

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[candysnotebook-blog]

ZAP! POW! Comic High: School’s Out -2

( Bethany Bat )

“I couldn’t find anything” said Donnie Silver as she crossed her arms over her chest while giving Jean a blank face. Donnie was the descendant to the one and only Quick Silver and had a very bold character. From one glance at Donnie, you could tell just what type of a person she was. For one she was tall and thin with the most daring blue eyes. Her short pink bob cut always had strands of her hair were always tucked behind her small ears. Her original hair color was a dirty blonde but she decided pink was more her color. She had a small circular face and a pointy nose and thick red lips.

 Behind Donnie, the Flash triplets came zooming behind, making a fuss as they all wanted to be the first to give their search findings to Jean.  The Flash triplets all looked alike, being the descendant of the Flash. They all had curly ginger hair and dull brown eyes. And ironically enough, all their names began with the letter ‘M’. Making them Mallory, Max and Myron.

 That morning Jean had sent the four to scout all around camp grounds in hopes that one of the four would find Aurora’s anklet that was desperately needed, so as to avoid any further problems. Jean was already discouraged when Donnie came zooming in telling her that she had found no traces of Aurora’s anklet. She still had hope somewhat, that one of the three Flash triplets would have found the anklet so no drastic measures had to be taken. But just to be on the safe side, Miss Honey had also sent the water based descendants to scout Lake Krypton, in thoughts that maybe someone didn’t know what to do with the anklet so they threw it into the lake.

 “Um, well Mallory what did you find?” Jean asked, as she put her thumbnail to her teeth as she began chewing on it nervously as she waited for Mallory’s response. Mallory gave Jean a small shrug while she flashed a weak smile.

 “Well sadly, I got nothin’ Miss G” she answered, as she put her arms down and put them behind her back. Jean let out a deep sigh as she gestured to Max who was standing besides his sister. Max gave also gave Jean a weak smile as he nodded his head ‘no’ not wanting further discussion, and only since he was the quieter triplet. A frustrated Jean did her best to keep a calm face in front of the group of teens as she cocked her head in Myron’s direction.

 Myron gave Jean a huge toothy grin before speaking up. A smirk found its way onto Donnie’s face as she thought to herself, ‘this is gonna be good.’ Even Max and Mallory knew very well in the back of their minds that Myron was probably going to say something ridiculous.

 “I found something” Myron announced, causing Donnie, Max and Mallory’s mouths to drop as they found it hard to believe that the Myron Flash that they all knew actually found Aurora’s anklet. As of Jean, excitement flashed over her face. “Well give it to me Myron, and you’ll come and get your reward later on” said Jean as Myron shoved his right hand into the pocket of his cargo shorts.

 “Here ma’am” he said, as he held up a shiny blue gemstone. Donnie couldn’t help but let out a snort, as Max and Mallory shook their heads in disappointment. Jean let out a deep sigh of frustration as she took the blue gemstone from the palm of Myron’s hand. “It’s pretty Myron, but it’s not what we’re looking for” said Jean, giving Myron a lousy smile. She observed it for a slight minute before she looked head on at the four who were in front of her, “Okay guys, thanks for the cooperation, you are all free to go” she announced, as the four began dispersing in different directions.

 Across camp grounds, Jenny Joker had managed to draw a small crowd as she dropped the juiciest gossip. It was known that Jenny always had all the details since she was quite flexible and preferred hanging from ceilings most of the time she also used it as a good opportunity to eavesdrop on conversations that nobody else could hear.

 “I’m telling y’all Aurora can make us all psycho if they don’t find her little anklet” said Jenny dramatically, adding a cackling laugh at the end which earned some gasps from her small crowd. Luanne America rolled her eyes as she gave her dark blue hair a toss, “Oh stop the drama Jen, everybody knows that only Aurora’s aunt could do that” she said a matter of factly. Luanne was the descendant of Captain America and was a member of Stephanie’s posse. She didn’t resemble her great uncle who was Captain America himself. She actually looked like her late mother, having the same dark blue curly hair, dark brown eyes, a small button nose and full pale pink lips.

 Jenny tilted her head in Luanne’s direction, her green ponytails following her every movement, a smirk plastered on her face as Luanne kept her eyes focused on Jenny. “Oh, and if that’s what you’ve been thinkin’ then you’re in for a real surprise hun” said Jenny, barely even above a whisper. Luanne rolled her eyes as she got up from the gossip session making her way to the camp woods, leaving Jenny behind who was still dropping more gossip.

 Jenny’s words kept replaying in her mind as she stuffed her hands into the pockets of her skirt. It bothered her to think that maybe Aurora had the abilities of her late Aunt Ace. Luanne was a major book worm and had all of her Super history covered, and knew everything about everyone. She always knew that what made Aurora so powerful was her short temper, but it never occurred to her that she was that powerful.  But in a way it sort of made sense to her since it would only explain why after all those years Aurora always wore an anklet.

 Luanne snapped out of her train of thought as soon as she saw one of her best friends, Stephanie, standing on a rock as she blabbed on about something. She couldn’t quite hear Stephanie since she was still pretty far from her, she decided to jog a bit so she could catch up and listen to whatever her friend was talking about. She froze a bit after realizing that Stephanie wasn’t looking for a phone signal or practicing some cheers, she was talking to a group of people.

 From below the rock on which Stephanie stood on, there was Pete Panther, her twin brother Stanley, Henry Hulk, Mauricia, and Amber all listening attentively to whatever she had to say. Luanne wondered why Stephanie and Mauricia didn’t invite her to this small meeting they were having, when they had been doing everything together practically their whole lives. Instantly, she thought it had to do with Aurora’s anklet since it was the hot topic. And knowing Stephanie, she would do anything to prove to her father that she was just as hero material as her twin brother. And what better way to do that than find Aurora’s anklet? Luanne decided not to interrupt their little huddle as she stood from a distance listening in.

  “But sis, how are we gonna get out without anyone realizing we’re gone?” Stanley asked, causing the rest to begin murmuring. Stephanie gave her long blonde hair a toss to the side as she continued flashing a smile to the others, “Chill out Stan, Miss Grey and Miss Honey are so focused on finding the anklet on camp grounds that they wouldn’t even think of looking off camp grounds let alone out of Comic City” she said a matter of factly, as she crossed her arms over her chest. From afar, Luanne kept as still as she could as she continued listening in on the small meeting held by Stephanie.

 Amber raised her short hand and Stephanie nodded as if to prompt her on to go ahead and speak. “But where exactly are we going to find this alleged anklet again?” she asked in her tiny voice.

 A smirk came across Stephanie’s face as she put her hand to her hip, “Oh, we’re going back to where she came from, we’re going to Georgia baby” she said confidently, causing Luanne to let out an audible gasp. “Who’s there?” called out Pete as he began looking in different directions, making Luanne’s heart beat a little faster.  

 “For our safety, this meeting it toats over, we meet at camp entrance exactly during camp fire time” Said Stephanie, as they began to disperse. Leaving a breathless Luanne in hiding as she tried to figure out why her two best friends would go through all that trouble and actually break the rules.

 ‘I have to find out more’ Luanne thought to herself as she jogged back to the main camp grounds. After a short while she found herself at the arts and crafts station where Erika sat alone as she drew on a plain piece of paper. It didn’t make sense to her why Erika didn’t team up with Stephanie and the others to go and save her best friend. After all, Erika and Aurora were basically another version of Amber and Bethany.  

 Finally, Luanne found herself at the archery station as she watched Erika as well as several other people aim at target after target. Despite the fact that Luanne was technically supposed to be the grand daughter of a ‘super soldier’ who feared nothing, bow and arrows sort of weren’t her thing since back in middle school when Huck Hawk  decided to use the star on her shield as a ‘bulls eye.’

 ‘Speaking of the devil,’ she thought as soon as she spotted Huck at the archery station who luckily didn’t spot her as she made her way closer. “Hey you” said Luanne as cheerful as she could, giving Erika a friendly smile. Erika turned to ace Luanne, a blank expression on her face.

 For someone as smart as Luanne it was easy for her to see that Erika was sad that her friend was in danger but was too proud to show her real emotions to the other students.

 “Hi” Erika answered blankly, putting her bow down, staring straight ahead at Luanne. Determined to get answers, Luanne kept a smile on her face, “How have you been? I mean since the whole-“she began unable to finish her sentence since Erika cut her off.

 “Ok, I’m just fine, now can you please go gossip with your friend or something? I’m really not in the mood” Erika snapped, causing Luanne’s right eye to twitch a bit. She didn’t mean to come off as rude or offensive, but she really needed Erika’s say on what Stephanie and the others were planning to do that night. And sadly, Erika felt as if Luanne was trying to have pity on her, which was the last thing she wanted.  

 Luanne stood still for a moment as she watched Erika continue with her archery game. After a solid three minutes, she grabbed Erika’s shoulder and forced her to face her. “Listen, this is much more important than you think it is, hear me out” Luanne said sternly, not releasing her grip.

 A wide- eyed Erika dropped her bow and arrow as a response to Luanne’s firm grip. “What could be so important, Miss America?” Erika hissed, her glossy eyes staring straight back at Luanne. “I know it sounds crazy, but the super twins are planning this huge rescue and tonight, during the camp fire time, they’re sneaking out” Luanne answered quietly, which caused Erika’s eyes to widen.

 Erika pressed the purple gem on her bracelet before speaking into it, “Yeah, All X rejects are to assemble tonight” she said, then putting her arm down and staring directly into Luanne’s eyes, “So, Are you in?” she prompted not taking her eyes off of her.

 A small smirk found its way onto Luanne’s face, “Yes” she answered firmly, and with that, they fist bumped. And so it was final, that night Luanne was to join the All X rejects and find out what was going on once and for all.

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Sorry for the delay guys! I hope this was good enough! Keep reading,

xx

Kween Kandace

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[killmongerkink]

the fact that y’all still show love on my page and stories even though i’ve been MIA is everything & i really appreciate it 💕. i’m still writing, just having a hard time with writers block, but i have a few fics that have been completed for a couple months and collecting dust in my drafts so i’ll post them soon lol.

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[westofwonder]

Pull List (06/28/17)

Black Magick #6 Black Panther #15 The Flash #25 Justice League of America #9 Supergirl: Being Super #4 Wonder Woman #25 Action Comics #982 The Punisher #13 True Believers: The Amazing Spider-Man #1

Black Magick - I am excited to pick up with this story. I enjoyed the first arc tremendously and I am curious to see what comes next. Plus, Rucka/Scott has proven to be a winning combination whether in this book or Wonder Woman.

Black Panther - I am behind with this series. I am, however, still going to be buying this series because it is a good series. It can be slow sometimes, but it is not boring. This book is something I am excited to see every month, whether I am actually keeping up with it or not.

The Flash - I am not a big fan of the art. Regardless, I am looking forward to this story arc with the Reverse-Flash. This book is being allowed to explore Barry Allen in more detailed look than books like Batman. It’s definitely something for new Flash fans.

Justice League of America - When’s Ray Palmer showing up? I kid because this book is a fun team book with characters that are finally being put in the limelight. And Lobo is here for some reason.

Supergirl: Being Super - I believe this is the last issue/book of this series. This series has really explored the character of Kara Danvers. The art is what brought me to this series. This is something I probably would’ve passed over, but I am glad I picked it up. What an interesting book.

Wonder Woman - I am so not ready for this run to be over. DC get’s it wrong with this character, but bringing Rucka back to the character was the smartest thing they’ve done in six years. He brought back the Amazons as how they should be. He brought back supporting characters and reinterpreted old ones in way that wasn’t stupid or condescending. He genuinely enjoys and understands the character better than anyone who has written Wonder Woman since the New 52. The Rebirth issues and the run is the series I will tell people to read who want to start reading Wonder Woman. What DC is going to be doing with Wonder Woman come September is step backward. I just hope it won’t take as long before this series is back to where it should be. Thank you Rucka, Scott, Sharp, and Evely for your issues on this run. Thank you so much for turning this character into what she should be and not what DC wants her to be. Thank you so much.

Action Comics - More Superman villains goodness. I can’t wait!

The Punisher - I picked this up because I want to see how Frank Castle deals with being back in New York. Bonus, Anka is on art and I want to read more of Cloonan’s stuff. Here’s hoping.

True Believers: The Amazing Spider-Man - I was a dollar and the only appearance of the Fantastic Four all together that’s on stands. That’s troubling. This is an old story but it should still be fun.

I am so not ready for this run of Wonder Woman to end. This character went through so much terribleness during the New 52 that reading this was so damn refreshing after all the garbage. And when I say the New 52, I mean all of it: issues one through fifty-two. I understand there are people who enjoy Azzarello’s run, but I cannot get behind a story that fundamentally alters and changes characters and motivations to fit a Greek mythology fanficiton. He did not need to drag Wonder Woman done with him to tell that story. It was unnecessary. And the upcoming story, the one with Wondy’s brother, is more unnecessary plots. Wonder Woman works. Wonder Woman works because she is Wonder Woman. She does not need more secret plot twists about her origin/creation. What Marston wrote and Perez updated is what they should follow. Thinking you can do better than those two is a dishonor to them and the character. But then what would the guy who has Barbara Gordon sleep with Bruce Wayne know about honoring characters?

I apologize if i made that paragraph about how much I dislike the New 52 Wonder Woman and the Killing Joke movie. You are not here for that.

I got some good stuff this week that I am really looking forward to read.

Happy readings!

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[ethereal-tempest]

Trust Issues (Part 2)

A/N: not gonna lie this is probably rough else hell but tis content so yay right? anywho sorry for any and ALL typos you may find along the way, enjoy and lmk if you wanna be tagged in the series!” 

WC: 1k+

Summary: Things in your past cause you to have quiet a bit of distaste of the world’s favorite King T’challa , but what else do you expect from an assassin with trust issues? 

T’challa x Reader

Part 1

You had dozed off on your way to Wakanda only waking up as you felt steve pat you knee. Your head rested on his shoulder as he said,

 “Were almost to his palace.” 

you briefly forgot who before looking out the window of the quinjet, Jesus this place was beautiful. You looked at the vegetation that you zoomed by having never seen anything so green, and that was just before you saw the gigantic panther. You were so in awe you barely register that seconds later you were landing causing the ramp in the back to drop where at the bottom waited the King of Wakanda and the Dora Milaje.

You raised your clothed mask around your neck over you nose only allowing your eyes to be seen as you stepped off the plane with your hands by your knives ready to for any threats lurking in the luscious forest surrounding you.

 “Welcome Avengers glad to see you’re all still doing well.”

 “Yeah haven’t had another Civil War so i’d call it progress.” 

joked Tony as he stepped forward to shake his hand, everyone said their own hellos some with other hugs other with handshakes but when it came around to and you noticed everyone looking at yoh rather longingly you nodded you head at the man and said, “King T’Challa.” as if that was a sufficient hello, and it was but much more formal than the man had expected or liked. 

“Good to see some of you are the same as before.”

 he said as he stared directly at you, you rolled your eyes and dropped his gaze going back to observing your surroundings, 

“If you will follow me inside, we can get around to discussing the matter at hand.” 

Everyone followed after the king with you bringing up the rear, inside the halls littered more of the King’s personal guards looking ready to take out any harm that could come his way. You were all lead into a colorful and lively lab and in the middle of the vast room stood a young woman who resembled T’challa

. “Shuri, avengers, Avengers this is my little sister Shuri. She’s also the smartest Wakanda has to offer.” 

“Hello everyone, a pleasure to be getting to work with you i’ve heard about all of you, especially you Port Knight.” 

you hummed as you stood posted up on a column across the room and lowered your mask allowing yourself to be heard probably. “Good things i do hope.” “The good definitely outweighs the bad.” you chuckled as did Shuri, you had a good feeling about the young girl and would definitely have to come back when her brother wasn’t around to chat.

“Well onto why I asked for your assistance, there is a hired group of mecanaries planning to crash my annual gala to support surrounding deprived community, we have many different countries officials show up so this would be a great opportunity to take plenty of them out at once.”

Although it did seem like a problem it didn’t seem world threatening, two or three of you could have come to air them and gotten the done job just fine with the help of the dora milaje and black panther. 

“But that is not all, all that is just a distraction. We’ve received word that a dangerous amount of our vibranium reserve has been tapped. and made into weapons to be tested out at the gala before going onto much more lethal means.”

“What does this team want? What’s they’re end game?” asked Cap you smirked as you said, 

“Wrong question Boy Scout, it’s a group of mercenaries, the question should be—“ he smirked as he nodded his head and gave an intriguing look, “Who were they hired by?”

 “Bingo doll.” 

“That’s a very interesting thought pattern Port Knight, what brings it on?” 

asked Shuri as you saw her analyzing the idea, you once again smirked and said, 

“My past, its another time where the good outweighs the bad. That bad still hangs back there though.”

 “So you were a mercenary?” 

asked T’challa as he appeared from his sister side stepping closer to you, you shrugged your shoulders hoping to make the movement as unnoticeable as possible as you walked away from the man keeping the distance between you two the same as he stopped. 

“It’s easier to say yes than to explain why it’s not exactly that.” you said in a bit of a clipped tone, colder than how you were with his sister seconds ago.

He noticed the change but seemed to be unaffected by it as he said, 

“Very well. I’ll have the Dora Milaje escort you to your living quarters for while your here. Inside them will be a folder with the smaller detail i didn’t have a chance to touch on. If you need anything from me or Shuri the Dora Milaje can grab us for you.”

you were each escorted to your rooms by a Dora Milaje, and oddly enough your escort was the unforgettable Okoye herself. 

“So Okoye, how have you been since the last time?” you two hadn’t yet received the memo about being on the same side, seeing as you did show up late for the mission and kicked each other’s ass a bit.

 “Ribs still ache a little—“ 

she joked as she asked, 

“How’s that head of yours?” you chuckled and reached your hand up to the healed scar on your eyebrow and said,

“Think i might still have a concussion.” 

“Good.” 

you scoffed and said, 

“Sorry sometimes i’m just hit first ask questions later.”

 the woman smirked beside you as she stopped outside a door you assumed was your room. 

“You must weigh the two as equals, could cost you your life one day.”

 you nodded you head as you turned the doorknob and mumbled, 

“Yes Mother.”

Once stepping into your room and were taken back by the sheer beauty and size of it. You had an amazing view of the forest the seemed to glow in the setting sun light that was drifting behind the waterfall. as much as you hated being around the King of Wakanda his land was something magical.

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