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idkaguyorsomething · 2 months

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Why you should read god loves everyone, don’t remind me

As Black History Month draws to a close, here’s an overdue fic rec for one of the most significant films in the past decade about black people, Black Panther. ¡¡Starring everyone’s favorite former Human Torch turned well-written character (one of them, at least)!!

The Premise- Erik Killmonger fights his cousin T’Challa for the throne of Wakanda, eventually loses, and dies. He wakes up in a motel room with his girlfriend right before they pull off the museum heist, miraculously alive again. ¡That’s right, Killmonger’s in the time loop! Now it’s up to him to figure out the cause, figure out how he can take over Wakanda for realsies this time around, and maybe process his daddy issues along the way.

Why You Should Read This- hands down, this is one of the best Killmonger redemption arcs ever written. The author has a very good handle on his character, making sure to explore all the baggage he carries while not ignoring how vicious he can be. His path to finding his a way out of the cycle he’s trapped in doesn’t feel rushed in the slightest, and we get to explore various facets of his personality, from the strategist to the scared child to the soldier. The influences that shaped him beyond Wakanda are explored as well, such as his schoolteachers and the multiple faces of the eldritch horror that is the United States government. Even his girlfriend, a character who hardly ever gets any attention from fans (or got, back when people gave a shit about the MCU) gets a proper scene that gives her some interesting stuff. Additionally, although they’re not the central focus, the royal family all get some very powerful scenes that really shows off there characters. In some ways, this even predicted how Shuri’s character turned out in Wakanda Forever.

Why You Might Want to Avoid It- as with most time loop stories, a lot of death occurs, and there are some very dark timelines where nobody gets a happy ending. Institutionalized racism, especially as it occurs in the United States, is also central to the story, but I’d highly recommend reading it even if you’re uncomfortable with the topic to expand your horizons. The topic is very well-handled and certain plot beats might even teach you something new. Finally, if you’re a stickler for canon, the ending doesn’t entirely mesh with lore established years after the fic was completed in Thor: Love and Thunder, but that’s honestly quite a nitpick.

TL;DR- Erik timeloop redemption arc that’s a perfect study of his character. Even if you fell out of love with the MCU, as most of us have, there is still an undeniable heart to this that tells a powerful story about a man who has all the time in the world after living a life on fire.

#sorry for mcuposting in 2024 but this one’s really good i promise #mcu #marvel cinematic universe #black panther #erik killmonger #fic rec #ao3 #time loop #black history month

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blackgirlsuperherorants · 1 year

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Thoughts about Wakanda Forever

Okay, now that the first weekend is over here are my spoilery thoughts. It's still tagged, but if you didn't watch opening weekend...

First of all, this movie is so... rich. Like, the world is so much deeper, not just because they introduced stuff like the Midnight Angels, but also because it feels so much more lived in. The entire world feels full.

I am really excited to see the Midnight Angels get a big screen introduction, and also REALLY didn't expect them to get one even though I knew Aneka was in this movie. Like, I REALLY didn't think Marvel would just actually introduce them like that. But I'm also torn, because I really wanted more Ayo and Aneka. And the head kiss just feels... empty? Like, you could assume they were just sisters or besties or something. I know Ayo called her "my love", but I wanted more. And IDK how I feel about it being Okoye and Aneka instead of Ayo and Aneka. I love Okoye, though, and she can do anything she wants to do.

That last battle, though! The Midnight Angels, Shuri's Black Panther, Ironheart all fighting Namor and Talokan!?!?! I said it before but it feels like this movie was written especially for me. When I was still in college, and later in grad school, these were characters I was reading in comics, and writing in fics (except the Midnight Angels, never wrote a fic with them), but kind of never expected to see them on the big screen. So, that moment was surreal in the way the 3 Spider-Mans was, for me. I was literally holding back screams in the theater!

This was for the comics fans, for sure. If you like these characters in the comics, this was pure fanservice.

On the grief. It was clear that phase 4 became the phase about grief, about moving on, about missing those who we love. And that makes perfect sense, in universe, because in many ways, the MCU and the fans lost so much in phase 3. It's a shame that we lost Chadwick in real life, but I feel like the phase would have taken this direction, either way. In the movies, we'd lost so much, too. And Coogler was saying how BP2 was going to be about grief, in its own way, even if Chadwick had never passed.

We all lost so much in real life, too. My father passed away this year. It's still very surreal and it still hurts and I can't... be without him.

In that sense, I felt Shuri so much in this movie. Losing someone so suddenly, so absolutely, and there being very little you can do about it. I watched my father go to the hospital thinking he had pneumonia, and die 40 days later from lung cancer. The pain Shuri was experiencing on screen, I experienced just this summer. It was surreal to watch, and also cathartic. She and I went through very many of the same emotions. Everything just feels like it doesn't fucking matter anymore. And I'm very angry. Very angry. All the time. I apologize for how it sometimes comes out, especially on here, but just know that I get Shuri's desire to burn the world.

Ramonda's death shocked me. I also may have numbed myself to it. My mom is all I have left, too, so I made Ramonda's death a story element, and tried to take it as nothing more than that. Outside of my own emotions, here's what I think about that death:

I feel like it was unnecessary. I know they wanted to give Shuri motivation to go after Namor. I also feel like they wanted to give her a reason to want to become the Black Panther, after she expressed no desire to bring back the herb. But I feel like attacking Wakanda was enough. Even bringing Ramonda to the brink of death would have been enough. She didn't even see her in the ancestral plane, so it wasn't necessary. It was just fridging, and frankly it was a copy of what they did with T'Chaka, which was T'Challa's motivation in Civil War.

I do like the choice to show her Killmonger instead of Ramonda or T'Chaka, though. In a perfect world, she could have seen T'Challa... Anyway, Killmonger was a good call out for her and also a great representation for how she was feeling. She felt the same pain that Erik felt when he came to Wakanda for the first time.

Going back a bit, I also love how RUTHLESS Ramonda is. I mean, maybe that's not the right word? But she is not taking any shit. She is not returning any shit. She will not sit by and have any shit.

People were criticizing her for sending Nakia and calling Namor, saying that it was a calculated move so that they could attack. Eh... it was more like a calculated move so that Nakia could get Shuri and Riri out without having to fight Talokan's strongest protector. The girl who got killed was an unfortunate casualty, but that was not planned. The girl was ABOUT TO KILL SHURI and there was no choice but to shoot her first. Also, I still maintain that Namor taking Shuri/threatening to hold her hostage was an act of war. I know she went willingly, but he was saying he would not let her leave... directly TO the queen. I looked it up just to make sure I wasn't wild, and yes, it's against the Geneva Convention . Which I'm well aware that Talokan is not privy to, but in any fantasy fiction with royalty, kidnapping a princess is an act of war. (Also, the girl wasn't literally Namor's child. He calls all of them "my child." Just like Okoye isn't Ramonda's daughter, though she calls her "mother" sometimes. Also, he called Namora "my child" too and she's his cousin.)

Namor, Namora, Attuma, all well done. I like these versions of these characters (I guess we don't get to know Attuma well, but he's a shit talker AND he's extremely noble, and I like that about him.)

Attuma giving his breathing apparatus to Shuri was so good, to me. It shows that the Talokanil are not bad guys. They aren't heartless. They are just trying to protect their own people. It was an act of humanity in a tense moment.

This! Namor! IS! SO! GOOD! I like him. I like that they didn't just make him a villain and forget any of the nuances that make Namor such an interesting character. When he killed the people in the helicopter as they tried to flee the ship attack, omg! I loved that. It perfectly illustrated his take no prisoners, leave no witnesses approach, and his utter disdain for the surface world. I also loved his introduction to Ramonda and Shuri. He sees Talokan in Wakanda. They are extremely similar and made similar choices to protect their people from the world. There's a reason he comes to Wakanda for allyship, and it's not just the shared interest in protecting vibranium/the shared importance it has to their cultures. It's because he assumes that they know all too well how dangerous countries like the US and France and the UK et al are. They both saw people like them enslaved, beaten, murdered, raped all for land and resources. They both did whatever it took to keep their prosperity a secret for those reasons.

OMG OMG Y'ALL. NAMOR IS OFFICIALLY THE FIRST NAMED MUTANT IN THE MCU. I mean, there have been a few other references and that little Easter egg in Ms. Marvel, but this is the first time a character said "I am a mutant."! NAMOR IS THE FIRST MUTANT! Just like he should be!

More thoughts under the jump.

Ross stuff was interesting, but got lost in all of the storytelling. Except as a great way to set up VAL as a big fucking problem in the future! I like Ross, though, and I want him to continue!

Okay, so... it looks like Shuri isn't taking the throne, maybe M'Baku is, but... is anyone else worried? Val mentioned taking down Wakanda through destabilization. Transitions of power are a really destabilizing time, and in the past decade, Wakanda has lost 3 monarchs. I feel like this could be a big problem coming up. I have confidence that Wakanda cam motherfucking SOLVE IT, but this is... a potential problem for the future.

MCU really don't like confirming ages unless the character is a teen bc it becomes more important, but they REALLY need to clarify Shuri's age. I think she's very easily like 23, based on the timeline we've been given post blip, but also, people keep saying she's "a teenager." I really don't think so? Like, even Peter Parker was 18 the last time we saw him, and I think that was still supposed to be the 2023/2024 school year, and he would have graduated that year. And Shuri is a bit older than him. IDK. It really felt like they were playing her older. The overprotectiveness was less because she's young and more because she is Ramonda's only living child and technically the heir to the throne. Ramonda both cannot stand to lose her and cannot afford to lose her only heir. (This movie definitely ends in 2025 or 2026, there's been too many "one year laters" and stuff, and it's post-blip.)

I like 19yo Riri instead of minor Riri. It's not a huge deal, but it gives you more room to play with that character. Although I'd love for this to be like... her senior year of college so she can still have been a prodigy that was in college early.

LITTLE T'CHALLA!!!!!! That was soo sweet, I was crying so much!

IDK if I have other thoughts. Everyone stan. I guess the last thing I wanna say is... I hope everyone doesn't hate Namor. That shipping fiasco really fucked me up. ISTG I don't even ship the shit that much, I was just feeling the very Disney prince/princess "let me show you my world" thing. It was also giving the guy from The Woman King who came to Benin and was gonna run off with main girl. That's what I meant by "oh, he was feeling her" and that it was fun to ship. The whole bit in the first half was very much giving "I can show you the world! Shining, shimmering, splendid! Tell me, princess, now when did you last let your heart decide?" I very much think it was on purpose, and the moment where he kills her mother was meant to feel even worse BECAUSE they wanted you to think this was a potential romance. It's also why Namor says "This could have been different" at the end. When has ANY character ever said that NOT about romance? The reason why nobody shipped T'Challa with Zemo is because there were no such moments between them, and there was nothing to ship, really. Although usually someone ships any pairing you can think of, so there's probably some T'Challa/Zemo shit.

I really don't wanna be thought of as a shipper. From a story perspective, I 100% think this was intentional. Nobody would write something like that and not intend for you to read it as courting. He thought he could court her and entice her to his side. I saw a take that he was doing that on purpose to make her like him and coax her to agree to burn the world with him, and that, I can agree with. That's also really good storytelling. He probably thought "If I woo the princess, I win Wakanda's support." In a different type of royal fiction, he'd probably have asked for her hand in marriage for the same reason. Like I was saying the other day, you CANNOT have a kingdom that is lollipops and rainbows. 100% of them are shady and problematic, inherently violent and practice cruelty. Including Wakanda. And as benevolent as Namor seems, there's no way he's been king for nearly 500 years without being absolutely manipulative, cold, and calculating. Also, I'd argue that if Shuri was a white princess, all of y'all would have read this as him courting her, either genuinely, for allyship, or both. There's this idea that to protect black girls we gotta infantilize them AND we gotta desexualize them, but in some ways, that gets a little weird, too. Even if you don't "ship it", I don't know how it's hard to see that he was courting her. ESPECIALLY when you consider that for a long time, marriage was MAINLY used for alliances instead of love.

Shuri isn't interested in dating anyone, I think. I think she's still too hurt. Even Riri, who I think she really likes, isn't catching her eye that way. And I honestly think that's best, right now. Shuri needs time to heal and to figure herself out. But I love the Shuri x Riri dynamic, and I hope we get more of them together. I think they had Riri a little toooo... scared, shocked, audience stand-in character in some moments. But I loved her complete admiration for Shuri and I need more of it!

Chile but I didn't like the Ironheart suit in this one! I'm sure we'll get the sleeker suit in her series next year. And I hope we get some pink in the suit. This Riri doesn't seem like she'd be into it, I feel like she's not clamoring for a pink suit, but I love the pink elements in the comics suit.

Okay that's the real end. Stan Wakanda Forever. Watch multiple times if you can!

#black panther #Wakanda forever #black panther: wakanda forever #spoilers #wakanda forever spoilers #black panther spoilers #shuri #shuri and nem #queen ramonda #okoye #namor #riri williams #text #movie thoughts #rip chadwick boseman #heavy spoilers

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cancerianprincess · 1 year

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Quick Question for Y’all 🤔

How many of y’all—both Black Panther fans & general enjoyers of fan fiction—would be interested in a “revamped” version of ‘Birkin Bag’?

I’ve already made up my mind that I’m gonna do it, strictly for my own enjoyment, but I’m also curious to see who else would wanna see this fic finally brought to completion 🌚

For those who might not know, ‘BB’ was/is an Erik Killmonger fic series I started after the release of BP 1. Sooo, if you’re unsure on how to answer this, then allow me to shamelessly plug my own story here for you reading pleasure! That way, you’re able to give a full answer 😊

Granted I plan on bringing other projects to my page, but as of right now this is a large place I find my creativity resonating. So what do y’all say?? Y’all wanna weigh in and help ya girl out 👀 I really appreciate y’all’s feedback and support in advance 🥰 !!!

#black panther #erik killmonger #birkin bag #marvel #mcu #cancerianpricess #erik stevens #erik x reader #erik killmonger fic #black writers #blerdnation #blerdgirl #writers revolution #tumblr reboot

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phenomenal1500 · 2 years

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Masterlist Marvel

Smut: 🔥

Angst: 🌪

Fluff: 💕

Halloween: ☠️

Not Categorised: 🌍

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Under The Influence (Fan Fic) 🔥🌪💕

‘I’m meant to serve you…. that’s my job, my purpose, my faith.’

Life has never been favorable for Venery 'Ven’ Gold, the private adviser of the Wakandan King T'Challa. From an early age she didn’t belong anywhere, especially not after 'the incident’ that left her skin as colorless as the snow with golden cracks and her eyes as gold as the bright morning sunlight.

The damaged woman had always called it a curse, a damned curse that made her even more different from the world and caused her to be ignored or abused by people everywhere she went until her life was saved and she was brought to Wakanda.

She was given a second chance in the peaceful country, a job, a life…. a life without fear where she could be herself, but what happens when one simple man ruins her whole life again and she has to pledge her loyalty to him?

Toxic Love (Fan Fic) 🔥

‘There are devilish thoughts even in the most angelic minds.'

Delaney Delcour, an infamous mobster’s daughter, has always been isolated from the outside world. Danger and threats lurked from the shadows everywhere and after the loss of her mother, her father surrounded her with his bodyguards to protect her…. her privacy completely shattered by her father’s fear of losing her, but what would happen if the woman decides to sneak around at her father’s business party and accidentally comes into contact with something that someone could never protect her from, not even her father? Something way worse than the dangers and threats her father had warned her about when she was little….

Roommates (One Shot) 🔥

Kira and Erik have been mixed-gender roommates at the MIT for almost a year now and it seems they both have some bottled up emotions they have to let go off.

Revival (One Shot) 🌍

The Marvel villains are being brought back to life by an unknown power, Erik Killmonger and the reader being one of them.

The Broken Soul (One Shot) 🌪

T'Challa tries to convince Erik to let him help him heal the wound caused at the end battle.

Done Joking Around? (One Shot) 🌍

Erik was saved and now helps Shuri through her journey in being the black panther.

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The Broken Soul (One Shot) 🌪

T'Challa tries to convince Erik to let him help him heal the wound caused at the end battle.

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Done Joking Around? (One Shot) 🌍

Erik was saved and now helps Shuri through her journey in being the black panther.

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Halloween Night (One Shot) 💕☠️

Eddie, Venom and the reader decide to celebrate Halloween with just the three of them.

We Are Venom (One Shot) 🔥

Eddie's new girlfriend decides she wants to try things out with both Eddie and Venom, curious how it would feel to be connected with them both.

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No Way Home (One Shot) 💕🌪

After Dr. Strange accidentally opened a portal to the other multiverses, an innocent young woman is brought back to Earth 616, horribly confused and lost.

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Love Kills (One Shot) 🔥💕

Loki falls for a succubus who’s just like him and he can’t stand the fact she needs to sleep with other men to remain immortal so he proves to her he can provide enough for her.

Odin's Bastard (One Shot) 🌍

Loki finds out that after Hela was destroyed, another child of Odin had broken free and wandered around Midgard with no harm in mind whatsoever.

A Steamy Shower (One Shot) 🔥

Loki is caught jerking off in the shower at night by Bucky and helps him.

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The Egyptian Excavation (One Shot) 💕

While Marc is trying to fix a problem Steven caused, he meets a long time friend and crush of Steven along the way who doesn’t know about his DID yet.

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Lickspittle (One Shot) 🌍

The reader is a S.H.I.E.L.D Agent and is needed for a mission with Natasha and Steve where things tend to start getting real honest, learning that they both have a huge crush on the reader.

The Hydra Runaway (One Shot) 💕🌪

Reader ran away from Hydra and was 'adopted' into the avenger tower by Steve, getting a close father-daughter relationship with Bucky.

Fake Fever Ain’t That Bad (One Shot) 🌍

Thor is supposed to punish Peter after he did something wrong on a mission, but doesn't actually want to.

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The Hydra Runaway (One Shot) 💕🌪

Reader ran away from Hydra and was 'adopted' into the avenger tower by Steve, getting a close father-daughter relationship with Bucky.

A Steamy Shower (One Shot) 🔥

Loki is caught jerking off in the shower at night by Bucky and helps him.

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Birds & The Bees (One Shot) 🌍

Aunt May asked Tony to teach Peter about puberty/birds and the bees, knowing that Tony is a hands-on teacher.

Punish Like Odin (One Shot) 🌍

Thor is supposed to punish Peter after he did something wrong on a mission, but doesn't actually want to.

Fake Fever Ain’t That Bad (One Shot) 🌍

The Avengers hate getting sick because Steve turns full on mother mode and takes care of them. Peter wants to see it for himself.

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Birds & The Bees (One Shot) 🌍

Aunt May asked Tony to teach Peter about puberty/birds and the bees, knowing that Tony is a hands-on teacher.

Overworked (One Shot) 🔥

Tony can't sleep because of extreme stress so Thor helps him out.

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I Feel At Home With You (One Shot) 🌪

Reader and Natasha used to be very good friends, but turns out, the reader has been brainwashed by Dreykov to return the Red Dust. Natasha tries to cure you.

Lickspittle (One Shot) 🌍

The reader is a S.H.I.E.L.D Agent and is needed for a mission with Natasha and Steve where things tend to start getting real honest, learning that they both have a huge crush on the reader.

One Year Anniversary (One Shot) 💕

Natasha and the reader are traveling the world for their anniversary.

From Outer Space (One Shot) 🌪

Reader is not from Earth, but ends up there when she has to fight back for her family’s throne. She is trying to keep her origin a secret though because her family and story is a well known legend and no one would believe her anyway. However, Natasha does and tells her it’s okay to tell her the truth.

Experiences With A God (One Shot) 🔥

Natasha is send to retrieve information about Jane's former life with a god, but Jane isn't going to talk so soon.

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Let Me Help You (One Shot) 🌪🔥

Thor still seems to struggle with depression right after the Endgame ends and the reader decides to pay him a visit.

Punish Like Odin (One Shot) 🌍

Thor is supposed to punish Peter after he did something wrong on a mission, but doesn't actually want to.

Mjolnir’s Bet (One Shot) 🔥

Pietro bets he can lift Mjolnir, but loses and has to give Thor whatever he wants.

Overworked (One Shot) 🔥

Tony can't sleep because of extreme stress so Thor helps him out.

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A New Recruit (One Shot) 🌍

Hela is recruited by the Avengers and the reader’s job is to keep her under control.

Goddess Of Death (One Shot) 🌪

Hela’s married partner learns about the death of their loved one and goes after the ones who were responsible, avenging hela’s death at any cost.

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Quill’s Porn Stash (One Shot) 🔥

Drax manages to find Quill’s porn stash and is very straight forward about trying it out with the reader.

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Experiences With A God (One Shot) 🔥

Natasha is send to retrieve information about Jane's former life with a god, but Jane isn't going to talk so soon.

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Mjolnir’s Bet (One Shot) 🔥

Pietro bets he can lift Mjolnir, but loses and has to give Thor whatever he wants.

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Agatha All Along (One Shot) 🔥

Wanda and Agatha have some fun in the kitchen~.

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Agatha All Along (One Shot) 🔥

Wanda and Agatha have some fun in the kitchen~.

#masterlist #marvel

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heykillmongerluhme · 5 years

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You Mean It?

Erik Stevens x Black! OC Reader

I N S P O: Just felt it coming on. Listening to the rain and music right now.

N O T E: Erik has been distant. This leads to arguments and petty behaviors. Get a feel as though he is keeping something and resists. Seeing his options for a possible break-up, he confesses. ; Could listen to Free x 6LACK

W A R N: Series: Cursing, Angst, Fluff, Mild Violence, Smut ; Chapter: Cursing, Angst

T R I G G E R: None

W O R D: 1.2k

U N [ DEUX ] [ TROIS ]

The day was long but the night seemed so short. You would keep waking out of your sleep, sweat beads decorating your chest and forehead. It could only be one thing, one person rather. Erik. You guys have been dating and moving towards a serious relationship reaching 2 years now. You guys met in the oddest of ways actually. It was very lucky that you bombarded into the wrong conference room that day. Especially embarrassing yourself by walking in from the wrong entrance, the entrance of the lecture stage causing all eyes to land on you.

His surely did once he saw your panic but delicate brown face covered with the rain that fell outside that day. You did try to make yourself scarce but once you realized you were in the wrong lecture, terror and frustration shot through you. Wrong lecture, wrong side of campus, but perhaps right time. Erik couldn’t help but release a low chuckle to himself watching your movements since you have arrived through those doors. He had no interest in what was going on previously beforehand until you came in. His whole perception changed.

Laying awake, now, your eyes danced different nameless shapes thinking back to that day and how you actually didn’t even like him at first. He was always confident but reserved with things that he felt did not need to be shared. Even if they are important, to you anyway.

You guys have been debating about that topic a lot lately. You loved Erik and he loved you. You knew that through actions though, not words necessarily. You just have this feeling of him hiding something. He has had his moments but he has never reacted to you that way has been lately.

Quiet.

Sharp.

Greedy.

Feeling the shift of the bed underneath you, you glance over to a closed-eyed Erik. Though he isn’t snoring, you know that means he is awake but just resting. He hears everything, as he would say it.

“Stop being creepy, staring at me” Erik merely opened his full lips to state but you understood every word.

Your lips curled to a short smirk but heard the annoyance in his voice, so you retreated “My bad”

His lips smacked causing the heated dark air to be covered “Why you doing that?”

Here we go.

“Doing what, Erik?” you harshly enunciate his name as you sat up, which you barely did. ‘E’ or cute pet names would be his mating call.

“I was just joking with you” his eyes now open, though you couldn’t see it through the dark, you knew he was looking directly at you.

“It didn’t seem like it, lately it seems like you do not want to be bothered with me” your confessed nervous feelings finally coming to surface at the midnight evening.

Now, he was awake. A tired but upset Erik silhouetted in the dark as you watch his movements. He kept his body balanced with this left hand as he stretches over to turn on you guys table lamp. The golden dim lip snapped on in an instant after the second click.

“Aight, talk to me. Wassup?” Erik now ready to get this string of arguments over with it. This is how it’s been. You say something wrong, he reacts. He says something wrong, you react. He interrupts. You scream. It becomes a battle for who can out-argue who.

“Erik, it’s too late for this I don’t really feel like getting into it right now” you lied. He knew it, which is why he let out a quick laugh at the statement. The wrinkle on your nose appeared as you shifted into an annoyed state.

“What is so funny?” You questioned, now both of you wide-eyed.

“You!” Erik ran the cover off his legs and stood heading towards his grey joggers. You knew the routine and he did too, he was just becoming ahead of the curve. The arguments would always end up with him leaving or you kicking him out.

Whilst looking for the rest of his set, he tore in a speech “I’m over here joking with yo’ ass and you talking ‘bout some I ain’t tryna be with you? Fuck is that. You out here actin’ real funny”

Oh, that did for you. How dare he tried to flip the script when he was the one being emotionally detached or hidden for some reason.

“Well, I wouldn’t feel that way if you were talking to me! Or?! If you were able to be here when I need you here, not just physically. You have been distant and I have told you that! Like the other day--” your mind went to the moment that leads you to the current events today.

“I practically beg you to tell what is going on with you lately. Everything is “Cool” “Fine” “Okay” or “I’m not in the mood to really talk about it”. Like what is it? Is it me?!” the voice crack you tried hard to tame, broke out.

Erik stood there looking at you. He knew everything that you were saying was valid. That is why his words were scarce, he ran out of rebuttals over the past 3 weeks. However, the pride of this male reign supreme. He wasn’t going to let you have the last word or you make him exposed to his truths.

“It ain’t you” he confessed, licking his lips he stated “Everything is coo--”

“If you say ‘everything is cool’, M’gonna to wring your fuckin’ neck!” you harshly let out with eyes closed. The only colors swarming in your view are black and red.

His right eyebrow that already had a natural lift, raised even more “Don’t play with me like that, I’ll fuck your ass up” he darkly snorted

“Then be straight with me Erik or..or I don’t think we can do this anymore” the words flooding from your lips as a shock that seemed to enter him, entered you too. You really didn’t mean it but you weren’t about to stand for feeling like you were a bother to someone and they can’t communicate what is going on.

The room is filled with a gut-wrenching silence. Suddenly, Erik’s dry mouth spoke: “You tryna be done with a nigga for good?”

His eyes followed yours as you quickly try to search to look anywhere but his. Like a fool, they ended up back to his pair. The hot and coldness of your body ran deep, all the way to your toes. You were standing in your ground but maybe only 5 toes instead of 10. You loved Erik. You always knew you have but you never really got around to saying it to each other.

“Answer me!” the hurt in his voice reverberated off the walls, waking you more out of half-slumber.

Keeping your ground, you nodded before whispering “Yes. I can’t feel like I am a burden to you”

Erik licked his lips, the face was torn into a painful twist before nodding quickly. His hands smoothed over his face before looking at you once more, eyes bleeding to say something. Your eyes peering right back, aching for him to let them out. However, to your prediction, he says only this.

“Bet.” he grabbed his hoodie, not even bothering to put it on, his artistic keloid decorated body still exposed as he grabbed his keys. “I’m gone”

And he did just that, walked out and was gone.

You didn’t actually think that he would oblige to it. No fight? He was really ready to give up like that? Maybe you were on a hunch.

x x x

I hope you all enjoyed it thus far! I am just like mm mm mm, as my plans for this continues. Let me know if ya like!

- KD

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uzumaki-rebellion · 5 years

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The Wet Sugar Chronicles: When you can’t stand a character you just met...

So some backstory...

When I first saw Black Panther at a private all-black theater screening (y’all we sold out three theaters and everyone came dressed--I was Shuri--we had 400+ Black folks from all walks and mixes, the Diaspora was representing! Shout out to the brotha who shared his plantains and jollof rice with me in the theater.) I was one of those people who sympathized with Erik Killmonger, but thought Nakia’s way was the better option. I felt like Erik couldn’t lead us because of how he talked like the British with the sun never setting shit, and also his treatment of Black women in the movie.He had a legit justice claim, but his way of doing it was just so cold and hard.

But...

Once I started writing the two books about his parents and how he was raised by them (Black Boys Bloom Thorns First Vol.1 & 2) and what happened to him while he was with his Mom and Dad, I came to respect his actions and had a better understanding of where he was coming from with all that rage--even his direct and cold behavior toward women.

So when the Linda sitch happened in the movie, we all thought, “Dag, this nigga took out his own girl to get to Wakanda.”

In “Wet Sugar” , Klaue has Erik vet Linda for his new team, and it shows how they first met and started working together etc. I am trying to be fair to this character, but I already don’t like her and I don’t have a legit reason to yet. I mean, my sympathies should be with a woman who is ride or die for Erik (or so we think because of their movie embrace and kiss), but something about her bugs me, and I am trying to figure out a legit plot line that would justify her death by his gun. I have a little scenario in my head I hope it will explain Erik’s intent, but thus far, she hasn’t even done a thing to him in their first intro, and I dislike her.

I have read a few one shots last year that tried to explain their relationship and various versions of the shooting scene, and even a few alternative tales of them living in Oakland together. But writing her is not fun. She’s not coming off the way I think she should, and maybe it’s because she will be running interference between Erik and another character in the series, Yani, a single Mom who has just connected with Erik. Unwitting triangles are always messy, and Linda is going to be a problem in “Wet Sugar”. I can see it already.

Anyhoo, this was just a post to have a little writing break to get away from Linda for a minute. Maybe I’ll chop down her scenes a bit and keep her at arms length. But she is like Klaue in this series, very intrusive on the narrative. WHICH I HAVE CONTROL OVER IF I WEREN’T A LITTLE PUNK BITCH WHEN IT COMES TO CHARACTERS BUTTING IN AND HAVING THEIR WAY WITH ME AND BLABBING THEIR SIDE OF THE STORY.

Thank you for coming to my writerly TED Talk.

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herbrattypsht · 9 months

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Can you do Erik with shy bratty gf or him babying her and being lovey dovey just because she an adorable shy glasses wearing girl ????

A/N:Yes omg i love this idea, also sorry it took me so long to see this😭🤎

His Blind Queen

TW: cussing

You stepped out your shared, putting on your pink silk robe and white fur slides, walking or well stumbling into you and Erik’s shared bedroom.

“Where are my damn glasses!” you yelled out of frustration, seeing ass they were not on the sink where you left them.”Erik!”

After a few moments, Erik appears, you can barely see him thought due to your impaired vision. You stood there with a scowl, arms folded and lip’s pouting.

“Hey mamas what’s up? You done with your shower I see” you can tell he’s trying to not laugh at something which wasn’t helping you in any way.

“Give me my damn glasses boy I know you got em!” You said loudly, sitting down on the bed still upset.”I can’t stand yo dumbass sometimes” you mumble.

“First off loose the that base in your voice and that attitude girl, secondly you can get them glasses back when you say please” he said in a soft but stern voice, grabbing your face to make you look at him.

“Can I please have my damn glasses back” you mumbled, your voice barely a whisper.

“Nuh uh, speak loud mamas, us that tone you was just usin”he said blankly.

“Can I please have my damn glasses back!” You shouted.

You see Erik leave then a few minutes later he comes back, with your glasses in hand as he steps forward to hand them to you.

Seeing as you were still irritated, you snatched them from him and out them on, as you started to apply your body lotion and other skin care.

“Snatch from me again and imma snatch that attitude out you girl” he said loudly, applying a hard smack to your ass as you stood up.

A/N: idk if I like this

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melodyofmbaku · 4 years

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In Between The Lines (Teaser) Erik Stevens x OC

I am writing again. I’m really proud that I’ve got a scene down for this new series. Lmk what you think.

Warnings: Domestic Fluff, Angst (?)

Word Count: idk, short.

She slipped her fingers under his shirt distractedly. The light from the TV danced across her face.

Erik couldn’t hear anything. The moment she settled her head onto his shoulder and crawled into his lap he was finished.

Erik’s abdominal muscles tightened sharply at her ministrations.

Her slender digits fingered idly at the keloids that littered his chest.

Up and down.

Her index finger trailed between the rows of self inflicted wounds that marred his skin.

How was it possible for her touch to be so soft?

Her curious strokes transformed into dull scratches against his skin. She liked to feel him.

It took a finger settling in his navel to set him on fire.

He threw his head back and clenched his jaw aggressively.

What the hell was she doing?

The stroking stopped.

Why the hell did she stop?

“Everything okay?” She inquired confused at his sudden movements.

“All good sweetheart.” He breathed.

The idle movements started up again.

Strokes and scratches.

Up and down.

The TV played in the background — she said she liked to see the colours.

In that moment he let himself think —just for a moment — that she was his.

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I will format and add [Read Later] when I get to my computer. Otherwise I hope you enjoyed and excited to hear your assumptions or thoughts for this series. ❤️

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laketaj24 · 5 years

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Firsts IV: Oh We Got Beef?

Author’s Note: Megan the Stallion is the shit. Her nasty self has me motivated. Sooo uhhh here’s some smut! It’s a continuation of this series tagged below. Taglist Open! Requests open but no lie I’m slow.

Warnings: Argument, Daddy Kink

Pairings: College!Erik X WOC!Reader,

Requested by Anon: Erik establishing he's daddy in subtle and not so subtle ways until he finally has a convo and claims me in that dom voice is A FANTASY/DREAM KINK

Firsts Masterlist

Erik has a tendency to take over the stereo every time he got in the car. It was cute at first, but this morning all you wanted was to not hear rap music while pushing off a migraine. “Can we not?” You felt the side eye. But he didn’t stop strolling through the music. “What’s up with you this morning?” “Tired of hearing woke music when all I want is a biscuit and some coffee.” You change the song. The soothing beat of Cyanide by Daniel Caesar floods the car and you lean back against the plush leather seats. “So you wanna listen to this sleep ass nigga?” “Don’t.” You try to stop the argument. “Can we just be friends this morning?” “Nah.” He hits the switch on the stereo adjusting in his seat to look at you. “Let’s just talk.” Shit. Here he go. He’d talk and when you voiced your opinion it was a damn problem. “So you like this dude who ain’t shit, smooth as voice stands for anything. But I can’t listen to Chance.” “I could have went to get food myself.” “Not an answer to my question.” “Not everything is about being woke. I like Daniel because he can freaking sing. Case closed.” You roll the window down. “Do you want this damn biscuit or not?” He scoffs, dropped mouth and his eyes narrow at you. “I’m good.” “Cool.” You start the order totally unfazed that he was staring you down. “Can I get one large Caramel Ice coffee and a large hash brown.” “Sure thing, is that all?” The woman was chipper. “Yes maam.” You smirk at Erik who is now in his phone mumbling incoherently at you. The line was long, the awkward time in the car passed by with you tapping your fingers on the steering wheel and singing along merrily. “So you mad?” Erik said placing his phone down. “I am happy as hell.” “Yeah, sure you thing you are.”

Petty fights had started once you two were comfortable. Every now and then you would ignore them but Erik never ignored the pettiness. He dwelled in it. The ride home was filled with Daniel and then 6Lack. So you called it a success walking to your apartment with him in tow. You eat, all while he is engrossed in this damn game system. “You’re not gonna talk?” You sink into the couch next to him, pecking his arms with your lips and then leaning into him. “Nah.” “Why? Mad over a nigga that ain’t did nothing to you.” “I ain’t mad at you. I’m cool. You the one getting loud.” Erik never stopped playing the game. His hands went one hundred miles per hour clicking the keys pissing you off with each damn click. “I’m Gucci.” “Nah.” You mock him. “You so damn ugh,” Your fingers push the top of his head. “You can play yah damn game at home. Bye.” “So you kicking me out?” “You playing the game?” You stand in front of the TV with your arms planted firmly on your hips. The game stops and he looks amused. “You think you run this shit huh?” “This my house. You can go. And you know what, since we being petty take all you shit too! I can watch the damn screen by myself.” Erik laughed. “What the fuck is funny?” Perhaps it was instincts but your eyes blinked at him and you sucked your teeth and before you could think he was up from the couch crowding you. “What!” Usually you backed down from him. His muscled body intimidated you sometimes, but not this time. You didn’t give a damn. Fuck him. “I ain’t scared of you.” “Nah, don’t look like it huh? But I got something for that ass.” “What?” “Say what again.” “Wh-,” his full lips were on yours right as your back was pushed against the wall and his hands were wrapped in your hair. You push back on him and your hand connects with a sting on his cheek. He bites his lip and the look is carnal, you’d gone from girlfriend to prey in five seconds. You raise your hand again and he grips it pulling the other one with it over your head. “You done fucked up now.” “What you gone do!” “Oh, so we got beef?” There were no words as he slung your body over his shoulder as if you were a damn rag doll. Your fists hit his back over and over until you hit the bed. “You talk to yo daddy like that?” “I’ll say whatever the fu-.” His hands crash down on your thighs sending a warm sting down your legs and to your pussy. “Yeah that’s what I thought, shut that shit up. You don’t run this.” He sunk to his knees pulling your thighs to the edge of the bed. It takes all of two seconds to slide the shorts from your body. “No panties, you knew what was up.” His soft lips pepper the kisses up your leg and you push him away. Serves no purpose as he makes his way up to your pussy. His soft lips suck on your clit and the fight is damn near out the window. Your fingers invade his hair, the small dreads intertwined in your fingers as your thighs lock around his head. If this was punishment you needed to hit his ass more often. His tongue delved inside of you and your teeth sink into your lip. He flicked and swirled causing small moans to pulse through you. The sounds alone were enough to nearly get you there. He was eating like you were his last meal. “Fuck Daddy.” His fingers push into your thighs as he pushes your legs back on the bed and you can’t help but roll your hips on his face. He groans, his deep voice rumbling in your inner thigh. he slurped your juices taking anything that was left as he came up for air only to start again. “You like this shit don’t you, you wanna nut?” He whispered, kissing your thighs again before taking another flick at your clit. “Huh?” “Yes.” He lifts up and his three fingers slap down on your clit and the pleasures fades into a deep hum of pain. “Nah, fuck that. Only good girls cum, stand up and bend over?” Your eyes buck as he lifts the shirt over his head and throws it to the ground and then he slides the gym shorts next. Erik was rigid in front of you, his dick throbbed as he started to stroke from hilt to tip. The adrenaline flooded your body, partially arousal but mainly fucking fear. “What you look scared for? Bend that ass over.” “I ain’t scared of you.” “I don’t want you scared. I want an apology.” His hand cups your thighs and then he flips you over. He slaps down on both cheeks and you feel your ass jiggle right before his warm dick slides down the line of your ass to your pussy. There was no denying you were wet for him. “You wanna apologize.” The hilt of him slaps up on your pussy and instinctively you throw yourself back on him coating him with you arousal. “Nah.” You say once agin mocking him from earlier. His head pushes into you and then he steps back falling out of you. “You right, you don’t want this shit.” But you did, you clenched aching for him. You arch your back and he does nothing. “Why you got me in here if you ain’t gone do nothing Erik.” “What’s my name again?’ “You heard me.” “I heard wrong.” Erik’s voice is playful but the way his fingers plunged into you wasn’t so playful. He pushes you face down into the covers and plunges his fingers back into you three more times and then he’s gone and you can hear the foiled paper rattling behind you. “That mouth so reckless here lately.” He spread your lips tapping his cock on your clit a few times and then he pushed into you, flesh to flesh. He was so deep your gasp couldn’t even escape as you headed into the plush pillows. The clapping between the both of you is all you can concentrate on as his hips slam onto yours. “Fuck!” You moaned. Each time he pushed into you, the strangest ping with through your body, as if you were about to explode and he just started. His hands push at the nape of your back and you arch for him. He’s deeper. Pounding against your ass and you feel yourself meeting him with each stroke. “You like this dick don’t you.” Fuck an answer. You thrust on him, longing to keep him deep inside of you. This might have been what you needed anyway, a good fuck. Both his hands grip your ass and he guides you onto his dick. He eager watches himself slide into you deep and then back out like it’s his favorite movie. He’s faster pushing you further up the bed. He falls with you, only his hand is around your neck, gripping you as if you were his anchor. Your moans were muffled but you were still loud enough. Your body grew closer. Your legs shook and eyes rolled as he continued to fuck you. “Every time you talk back this the shit I wanna do to you.” His hand tightened and the air left the room but your body tensed and then exploded. Your vision speckled with spots and your back fell limp, as did your legs. Pleasure waved through you. Erik pushed through your orgasm. His teeth sink into your shoulder and tense again. In one motion he flips you to your side pulling your leg up to go deeper and he’s drilling. Your tits bounce with each pump while your hands grip the sheets trying to find some sanity in the madness of his fucking. It feels as if he fucks you forever as he chases in his own nut. Your body misted in sweat, the sheets drenched with the both of you as he does finish, pulling out of you spilling into the condom. Fights worked in your favor sometimes because he could say whatever he wanted that wasn’t a punishment. You two lay in each other’s arms staring at the white ceiling with heavy breathing. Erik slides from the bed putting on his clothes. “Where are you going?” You smiled. “Home.” He smirked. “Why?” “Oh shit, forgot to tell you. I don’t sleep with people I have beef with, I fuck with you… but not sleep. I’m still not over that nasty ass attitude. I’ll let you think on that shit.” “You can’t leave.” “Take yo game and all yo other shit.” He said mocking you. “I’ll holla.” He turned swinging his shirt over his shoulder. “Call me when you get some act right.”

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princessmisery666 · 5 years

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Marvel Master List

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Bucky Barnes

Kneel For Your King- W/C: 5k. Paring: Erik ‘Killmonger’ Stevens x Reader. Erik is King and every King needs a Queen. And what better queen than you? You’ve been friends forever but it’s Erik, you know it’s not about love but what’s better; ruling beside him or being ruled by him?

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artisticestheticreads · 5 years

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No Scrubs Allowed

A/N: I got another one for y’all. So, I was listening to the 90′s R&B/Hip-Hop playlist on Apple Music and “No Scrubs” by TLC came on and that's when I got the idea of writing a one-shot inspired by this very song. This is a one-shot of Erik “Killmonger” Stevens and his boy out and about during the summer when he stops the Black Reader and her friend beside them; he tries to shoot his shot. What will happen? Hmm...

WARNING: Profanity; c*ck blocking and pettiness.

RECOMMENDED LISTENING: No Scrubs by TLC

PAIRING: Erik Stevens x Black Reader

July 4th, a hot summer day when Erik was in the passenger seat of a 2020 Fluorescent Yellow Neon Lamborghini Aventador. The inside interior was a glossy leather with a dark oakwood dashboard, banging sound system and red threading on the outer corner of the seats. He looked over his lighter complexion friend who drove 10 and 2. “A, why the fuck you driving like that man”, he asked leaned back in his seat.

“Because this is a nice ass car, man, and I ain’t tryna scratch it the fuck up.” Erik rolled his eyes before scrolling through Instagram. “Bruh, cars come and go, my G.” Aaron looked at his friend with an appalled face and said: “Niggaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, this shit was ex-pen-sive. Do you not see this detail. The dashboard was made Italy by delicate hands.” They finally pulled up to a red light when another car pulled up; a 2012 Nissan Altima. Erik looked over to see the driver, a woman with skin like his, long hair and bright colored nails. She was dancing to the Apple’s playlist.

Erik noticed another woman. Chocolate skin with her kinky curls in a low ponytail and a smile on her face watching her friend. Erik tapped Aaron’s arm before leaning out, whistling to get their attention. The driver looked over at him and rolled her window up until her friend smacked her arm to roll it back down. “How y’all ladies doing today? I’m Erik and this is my dude Aaron.” The driver looked at him up and down then at the car; she looked passed Erik then Aaron.

“Hello, Aaron. I’m Kelly and this is Y/N. How you doing” she said as she bit her lip. Aaron was too focus on the road. Erik looked at her face and chuckled until he saw Y/N looking at her. “How you doing, princess”, he asked Y/N and she said “I’m fine. It's just a little hot out here. They smiled at one another and before she can say anything else, Kelly blocked his view. “She is way too good for your freeloading ass. Ya game is weak as fuck and you need to get like ya friend. You broke ass nigga.” She turned up the radio as TLC’s No Scrubs played and sang the words loud enough for him to hear. He was about to tell her off until he noticed Y/N shaking her hand. He looked her as she signaled him to follow to the 7/ll straight ahead with a wink. Erik nodded watching them drive off and tapped Aaron saying “follow them but stay a few cars behind.”

Aaron looked to him chuckling and did as he was told. They followed the girls never being detected until the pulled into the lot. Kelly parked and Y/N got out the car with her phone in hand; they stood and talked for a while. When Erik saw her walk into the front door, he was stunned. She wore a tie-dye body con dress with Vans and her body was nothing like he ever imagined. She was thicker than a bowl oatmeal out the freezer. When Aaron parked beside them, Erik stepped out in his white tee, army cargos, and fresh air force ones with his black diamond watch and his father’s chain. Kelly scoffed and before she can even say anything, he placed his hand a few inches as saying ‘talk to the hand.’

When he walked in, looking for her when he spotted her in the chip aisle. He walked up to her with his hands in his pockets. “If I were you, I would get the Limon Lays. The perfect combo of salty and sweet.” Y/N looked up to him grinning before getting the chips. “Good choice.” She began walking when she signaled him to follow. “So, Erik. I just wanted to apologize for Kelly. She can be a huge b-word sometimes”, she said while choosing a watermelon Arizona; he nodded in approval. They began walking to the candy aisle when he said “Nah, don’t trip, little one. I’m used to those types of females. But why you hang around her? You seem sweeter than this whole fucking aisle.”

She giggled and said “that was a good one. See, ya game ain’t weak at all.” He chuckled with his fist to his mouth. “Nah, I’m playing. I knew her since we were younger. She was only the friend I ever had.” Erik looked out to see Kelly flirting with Aaron, touching his chest and all. Y/N watched them too when Erik said: “well, she ain’t ya only friend anymore, Y/N.” She looked up to him to see he was looking at her as well. He touched her arm with his fingertips and said “look, I don’t know her all too well but her heart ain’t in the right place. Kelly ain’t all that special little one”; he wrapped his arm around her neck as they walked around grabbing more snack.

They soon were at the register when Erik put his snacks with hers. “And who said I was paying for yours too”, she asked with an amused look but was being ignored by Erik who was smiling. “Your total is $45.98. Will that be cash, debit or credit”, the cashier asked and before Y/N pulled out her card, Erik said “cash” and pulled out a roll of hundreds out his pocket; Y/N watched as he handed him the money and got his change back. Erik pulled their bag to the side and her hand in his hand softly. She was mentally asking who he was and it was like her read her mind. He looked out and she followed his gaze, smiling and looking down. “So, Y/N. What do you have planned for tonight”, he asked with a smile making her blush even more.

He walked out with their bag in hand and saw how close Kelly was to Aaron at the front of the car. “Aight, A. I need the keys man.” Aaron nodded and passed them into Erik’s hands. Kelly folded her arms and asked, “Aaron, you are really gonna let him borrow your car.” She rolled her eyes when Erik went to the passenger side and received no answer until she heard the door open. “Aye, princess. Did ya get everything ya pretty self wanted” Erik and she raised the bags of Malibu Pineapple Rum, Vodka and Jack Daniels with chasers. “Sure did, E.”

“Damn, you gonna drink all of that,” Erik asked with a chuckle. She walked over to the car to get her small backpack then to him saying “well, you did say I could get anything and everything I wanted. It was all on you, remember.” He shrugged and said, “I am a man of my word.” She stood next to him when Kelly said “lemme get this straight. Aaron, you letting him borrow your car and money. Before Aaron said anything, Erik stopped and said: “Kelly, love do me a favor and read the license plate for us.” Kelly looked at him then to Aaron.

“K. L. L. M. N. G. R”, she read and Erik slowly applauded her; “very good. You can read”. He looked to Y/N and said “now, Y/N. Do me a favor and tell her my nickname. I just love how you say it.” She giggled and in a sweet voice, she said “Killmonger”. He shimmied as he opened the door for her and handing her the bags. “Oweeeee. The way she says it, makes a king feel good.” He looked at Kelly, closed the door and said “Ya see. I had to remove the vowels so that my whole name can fit. I let Aaron drive it because he has never been in one.” He stood in front of her and said: “ya know, with a such a pretty face, you sure do have a shitty ass personality.” He went to Aaron and gave him dap. “Aight, bruh. Get home safe. I know Kelly will give ya a ride.”

Aaron chuckled and Killmonger got in the car, buckling them in and asked Y/N “so, beautiful. What ya got a taste for” as he caressed her chin. She thought about and said “how about pizza? I know the best place in downtown. Waaaay cheesier than you.” Erik started the car and laughed. “Damn, must be cheesy as hell” Y/N smiled as they pulled off, leaving Kelly’s blood boiling, wishing she was Y/N.

MORAL OF THE STORY: Never ever judge a book by its cover

WRITER’S NOTE: Thank you for reading. Tomorrow, I will be posting a final part to this and Chapter two of Summertime Magic as well. Please like, reblog and tell me your thoughts.

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