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winters-hysteria · 1 year

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Hey hello! Could you write something about M'Baku or Scott Lang, please? The reader opens up about a Black Widow and what was done to her. What would M'Baku or Scott's reaction be to this? I am curious.~

hey hello to you too!

so im not super sure what you mean by "a black widow," so i'm going to assume that reader is a black widow and shit happened to her.

(im also writing for scotty boy bc i've never written for M'Baku before lol)

so i think that scotty would definitely tear up. like, you'd be telling him stuff that happened and he's tearing up and hugging you, and trying to reassure you that he won't let anything else happen to you

a blurb example:

"hey scott? i think i'm ready, to y'know. talk about it."

the aforementioned man looked up from his phone, the game he was playing beeping and trilling. "what do you mean? like, having a kid? i don't think i want a ki-" he was cut off by your soft laughter as you shook your head.

"i can't have kids, remember?" you said, gesturing to the place where your uterus once was. "gone." you wiggled your fingers to simulate dust in the air. " i meant the widow stuff. like what happened there."

"ohhh, that. i mean, y-yeah sure we can talk about it, definitely. let's um, let's sit on the couch." he was clearly anxious but you knew it was not from being uncomfortable but not wanting to scare you away. the both of you settled on the couch, you grabbing a pillow to ground yourself as to not get lost inside your head.

he put his arm around you, further grounding you and letting you know he was there.

"while i was in that place. with nat? i remember growing up to be a, a ballerina, but sometimes those memories glitch almost- and they show differently- of me holding a gun, of being strapped down to a gurney, scalpels, blood...so much blood." a shiver ran through your body, remembering the awfullness of it all. "some girls died. a lot of them, actually. i'm surprised i made it out. i don't think i deserved to, sometimes. sometimes i wish they'd gotten out and not me. you know?" you half turned to see scott, who's eyes had grown huge and sad.

"why do you think that though? aren't you glad you got out?" he asked quietly.

"i think it's a survivor's guilt thing. like i'm happy i got out, but i'm sad they didn't. they would've loved the world now. they didn't deserve what they got."

scott noticed the look in your eyes you got when you talked about the girls. they were like your family, your home. it was sad to know they were no longer with you, seeing how much it hurt. he pulled you into a tight embrace and rested his chin on your head, breathing in your sweet scent deeply. you were confused, but relaxed into the hug- that is, until, you felt something plop onto your hair. pulling away, you saw him rapidly wiping his eyes and sniffling.

"oh, my god, babe, are you crying?" it was hard to fight the hint of laughter in your voice, and he sniffled again before pulling you back into him.

"m never gonna let anything happen to you, love. never gonna let anyone hurt you, or touch you, or take you away from me. gonna protect you forever an' ever." his hands smoothed down your back, which was shaking from laughter. "and i'm gonna- wait, are you laughing at me?" he asked.

you tried your best to act like you weren't but to no avail. he grumped at you once he figured it out, to which point you had to tackle him with kisses to get him to stop whining.

suffice to say, it benefitted the both of you to talk about it. although you did have to make a few well-placed threats to get him to stop walking on eggshells around you.

(A/N): IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER TO GET OUT WITH SCHOOL AND STUFF.

but thanks for the ask, i had so much fun writing it! i hope you like it!!

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ghoulishxgraphics · 1 year

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Everybody screaming about Namor and Attuma falling for Shuri or M'baku and Okoye, people they fought, and I raise you this: Riri yeeted Namora back into the ocean hella hard... imagine Namora being down bad for Riri too after that though like oh this lil punk has the audacity to throw me into MY ocean like a sack of potatoes? Okay 🥰 👏👌Bro idk why but my head just SCREAMED 🎶 I can show you the world 🎶 like imagine!?!? Riri holding her, or Namora riding on Riri's back as she flies across the sky showing the beauties of the surface world without having to see colonizers, and then Namora taking Riri on whale rides showing her the beautiful hidden parts of the ocean most people don't know about 😍😍😍 Lmfao imagine Namora talking all this shit about putting up with her cousin and friend being annoying lovesick fools for Shuri and Okoye, and then the next time they see Riri she says some sassy shit, and Namora clams up and blushes like this 😳. Namore and Attuma just stare at her like oh foreal. the fuck. has the lionfish been stung by ironheart. okay. we having words on the whaleride home babe 🧐😏🤔 (also side note I LOVE that Namora wasn't pure blue like Attuma, she had some pinkish-blue marks on her face and arms when on the surface so I will die on the hill for her having a pinkish-blue blush)

You have no idea how much I WISH I COULD DRAW so I could draw Namora with a pinkish blue blush!!! But you fool! You think I haven't thought of Namora falling for Riri after being the only person able to yeet her into the ocean!?

That was probably the equivalent of asking her out. You think I didn't imagine her just laying in the ocean for a hot second, in just bewilderment that someone was able to shake her off, let alone throw her back into the ocean like she was nothing, and that probably being the hottest thing ever to her.

Now she wants to go back to the surface and declare a rematch, but Namor has already called everything off, so she has to return to Talokan with just the biggest feeling of frustration, and you know when Riri returns to Wakanda to visit, Namora is there in a heartbeat, declaring that she fight her again in a rematch because Namora can't just ask someone out like a normal person.

She takes her dating advice from Attuma of all people, and shouts out her own little nickname for Riri the moment she spots her anywhere.

#black panther wakanda forever #I WISH I COULD DRAW THIS BUT I AM SO NOT TALENTED IN ART #CAUSE I IMAGINE IT JUST AS MUCH AS I IMAGINE ATTUMA BURSTING INTO WAKANDA TO FIGHT OKOYE WHEN REALLY HE JUST WANTS TO ASK HER OUT ON A DATE #YOU KNOW NAMORA WOULD BE SO PISSED AND WOULD BE COMPLAINING FOR DAYS AFTER NAMOR IS LIKE 'Yo the fight is over we good.'#FOR DAYS #Namora: The flying one had the audacity to throw me into the ocean Namor!#Namor: Namora please....#Namora: SHE THREW ME INTO THE OCEAN I MUST CHALLENGE HER FOR MY HONOR NAMOR! SHE DARES TO THINK SHE IS STRONGER THAN ME!#Namor: Oh my god just admit that you think she's hot already and ask her out for a coffee or something!

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pantherandtheseagod · 1 year

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#fanfiction #namor x shuri #shuri x namor #mcu namor #princess shuri #seaprincess

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foreverindreamlandd · 1 year

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COOOLLLLL BBYYY I FOUND MY WAY BACK TO THIS HELLSITE ♥️

How are u? 🥺

I would love to be shipped with one those marvel characters 😏👀

HEY BABES hope you're doing well!! :) Welcome back!

Imma ship you with my new fave M'Baku ;)

He's the kind of guy who loves to bust your balls but will also literally punch anyone who brings you pain or discomfort into the sun. When he's not fighting for Wakanda or arguing with Wakanda, he's domestic and soft af (you're one of VERY few people who sees this side of him). He's cooking for you, carrying you around his quarters like you weigh nothing because to him you do, and he just does it because he can and you're cute and he just wants to squeeze the life out of you (affectionately). He has the best belly-laugh that is contagious, eyes that you can get lost in for days, and lips that make your head spin.

I literally love this man so much he's such a goofball BUT DON'T YOU DARE MESS WITH HIS PERSON we love an overly protective secret soft boy I hope you agree <3

Winter Wonderland Sleepover!

#inbox #jules #col's winter wonderland sleepover

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i-jus-wanna-writehappy · 4 years

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Clumsy [3/?]

Pairing: M’Baku x black!fem!Reader

Warnings: none, I believe, unless you include the fact that I am allergic to proofreading

Author’s Note: I love this series, and I am so excited to get another piece out to you guys! I was a little unsure of how to get M’Baku out of his head with friends, but I ended up liking it, and I hope you do too :)

Tag list: @thotyana-in-this-hoe @neeadinghugs @inlovewith3 @petrashappyplace

Masterlist Black Girl Insert Series

Clumsy: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

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"Can you lift me? Mama, M'Baku, can you lift me?" Uuka shouts happily with his hands in yours and M'Baku's. M'Baku is so overjoyed with the question that he happily pulls Uuka off of the ground by his hand, yours accompanying so as to not dislocate his shoulder. The Great Gorilla laughs alongside your son, “Faster? Come, we have to run to go faster!” M’Baku goads Uuka, guffawing at the boy’s squeals of delight as he pulls him up into the air higher and faster. You laugh with Uuka, and M’Baku can feel it, the foundation of a great family settling in your laughter.

M’Baku points, mostly for Uuka’s sake, “The palace is in eyesight now. Come, I can take Uuka, and we can get there sooner. Lunch should be just finishing.” M’Baku says, excited to share another meal with you and Uuka as he grabs the young boy and lets him climb up on his back. “M’Baku, do we get to have more fruit with lunch? Do you have sweet water there? Mama makes the best sweet water I have had in my entire life and it is our favorite to have for lunch time.” The little boy rambles as he makes himself comfortable. In Uuka’s excitement to be seeing things from so high, he’s got his arms wrapped tightly right around his throat, but M’Baku doesn’t mind, especially not when you look to him with a smile and shake your head. “Uuka and I can have whatever you have at the palace. We will be grateful for anything you have to offer.”

You’re at the doors of the palace now, and you still M’Baku with a hand to his bicep, “Truly. Uuka would never have gotten an experience like this one. There is nothing you have to do aside from this to express any gratitude.” Everything in M’Baku wants to look down where you’re touching him to make sure there aren’t truly sparks coming from the area of contact. Do you feel that too? You have to feel that right? His invisible council scoffs in his head, telling him that there’s no way you can feel something imaginary, lest you hear all of the mushy things he’s been thinking about you as well.

“M’Baku!” You call after what seems to be a series of shouts. Your eyebrows are furrowed in a concerned look M’Baku has begun to grow accustomed to, “I am beginning to seriously worry about you removing yourself like that, ‘Baku. It isn’t safe for you.” You chide, pulling one of the heavy doors open and wandering in, but M’Baku is doing it again. Why is he doing it again? You gave him a nickname! You shortened his name to something unique to your relationship and if he won’t say it, he’ll think it, this is the baby gorilla steps becoming toddler gorilla steps. And he loves toddler gorillas!

“This way Y/N. We have sweet water, but it may not be as good as yours, but we do have some to go with lunch.” M’Baku kneels so Uuka can slide down his back and he grabs your son’s hand once his feet land on the ground. You give M’Baku a skeptical look and wrap your arm around his in the guise of a courting hold, but really to support him. You can’t tell M’Baku that as he gives a proud nod to everyone he passes, and to everyone who sees the most beautiful woman in the village literally on his arm. “M’Baku is actually so proud, that when he passes Madoda, he gives the man a quirked eyebrow and a smile, “Ah, Madoda, my friend, come and have lunch with us.”

Madoda resists the urge to roll his eyes, M’Baku having mentioned you, he knows why the usually stoic and intimidating Great Gorilla is smiling and giggling like a school girl in an adult cartoon. As you all sit at the table, M’Baku at the head, with you to his left, Madoda to his right, and Uuka beside you, Madoda gives you a smile, “Madoda.” He introduces himself simply. Before you can respond, M’Baku settles his proud grin on his friend, “This is Y/N, and her son Uuka. I met them in the market.” Madoda chuckles under his breath. He knew, from M’Baku’s quick words about you before he left the day before, but he was basically admitting to you being the reason he was spending every other day at the market and coming back with nothing but lovesick sighs and absent mumble about how he couldn’t find what he wanted and would have to return the next day.

“Ah, the beautiful woman from the market you have not been able to quit talking about.” Madoda muses, deciding to do what he know M’Baku has been too shy to, and to push his point home, he gives his friend a toothy grin, and the act is so boyish, M’Baku feels like a little boy again. “Yes, she is beautiful, but I think you may be exaggerating a little, Madoda.” M’Baku says with a chuckle. He looks to his invisible council for advice, but gets none, grumbling because he realizes that he is sitting in front of the biggest influence on that council. “Please, do not let Madoda and his jokes make you feel uncomfortable.” M’Baku says to you, giving eyes to Madoda, heavy with pleading and threat. Uuka pounces on the lunch set before him, but Madoda decides to fill his mouth with words rather than food.

“No, I tell you, Y/N, we have all wondered when we would get to meet the woman responsible for pulling the Great Gorilla down to the market so often. He has been wandering around with the heartsick eyes of a dog for a while now.” M’Baku begins to laugh loudly now, the sound forced and his neck straining with each breath. “Madoda, you are so funny, I have almost choked on my lunch! I do believe I heard your name being called in the kitchens. Go see what you are needed for.” You take a sip of your water, the cup hiding your smile as you watch the two men interact. “Did you, M’Baku, I haven’t heard anything from the kitchens. Only your -”

“I heard them say it was urgent, Madoda, go check on it please! Uuka will have all of this sweet water gone before I even get to eat, please make some more for us to enjoy as we laugh some more at the table at your funny jokes.” Madoda sees your smile, and figuring his job here is done, he stands and inclines his head to M’Baku, “Yes, Great Chief. More sweet water, for your guests.” Madoda leaves and M’Baku looks back to you now, a sheepish smile gracing his face that he tries to pass off as charming. He was this close, this close to wooing you and your son, and now Madoda has made him sound like a child! A creepy child that spends his days staring at beautiful women through scarves and spices at the market.

M’Baku doesn’t know what to say to fix it, so he takes a bite of the fruit before him. He startles when your hand touches his. He looks down to make sure that you did indeed touch him, and that the feather-light caress wasn’t another one from his mind to soothe himself in his heavy want for you, but your hand is long gone by the time he looks down. “You know, Madoda never had to tell me.” You say quietly, leaning towards M’baku slightly when he begins to think that he truly did imagine your touch. “For a man with a position where you have to stay unreadable, you are quite bad at hiding your emotions.”

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rvmanova · 6 years

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6rookie-writer0110 · 4 years

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Request - I wanna ask for a male reader headcannon for being having similar powers with black panther but instead of the panther it's his animal is a bear and reader is dating shuri and always makes puns with her and flirting and calls T'challa bagheera alot

•You and Shuri have been dating for more than a year now. In the beginning, you and Shuri became fast friends then became lovers.

•You walk into the lab and Shuri working on her projects. You kiss her cheek and she smiled.

”Done training with my brother?” Shuri asked.

”Yeah, I learned new fighting techniques. What are you working on?” You asked.

”Your new suit,” Shuri said.

•It’s long overdue that you need to upgrade your suit. You didn't want anyone to make your suit, you asked Shuri and she said yes.

•You have similar abilities like T'challa but your animal is the bear. You can punch a tree without breaking your hand.

•Shuri showed you the new suit and starts to explain what the suit can do.

”Babe, this suit is amazing in every way. And the colors I love it, thank you” You said.

You hug her and she gave you a peck on the lips.

”Try it on,” Shuri said.

You try on the suit and the mask feels lighter than your old mask.

”The suit can help you move lightly when you are fighting. Can help you track anyone, can handle the blaze of the explosion, night vision, you can use a shield, high technology, and so much. Just touch the bear paw to take off and put on the suit” Shuri said.

”You outdid yourself,” You said.

”No one can stop me when it comes to science and technology,” Shuri said.

”You are correct about that,” You said.

•You were chosen by the court to inherit the bear and the abilities.

••When T'challa is around you call him Bagheera. He doesn't like it when you can him that but you still do it.

•Sometimes she calls him Bagheera.

•She saw the movie jungle book, she understands why you call him Bagheera.

•” Bagheera, are we training today?” You asked.

”Y/N, I told you not to call me Bagheera,” T'challa said.

”You like it when I call you, Bagheera but you won't admit it” You smiled.

He rolled his eyes at you.

•You know different fighting styles because you have trained with M'Baku, Okoye now with T'challa.

•Sometimes you would train alone to improve your skills.

•On your suit, you have the bear paw.

•T'challa has given you the speech of not I hurt Shuri or he will hurt you.

•Ramonda also gave you the speech not to hurt Shuri. You told them that you won't break Shuri’s heart.

•” Do you have 11 protons? Because you are sodium fine” You said to Shuri.

”Do you even know what protons are?” Shuri asked.

”No” You laughed.

”But thank you for calling me hot” Shuri said and she smiled.

You kiss her.

•” I got one more. My favorite element on the periodic table is Uranium because I am in love with U”

Shuri laughed and she kissed your cheek.

”Cute, clever, and cheesy pick lines but I love it,” Shuri said.

•You and Shuri leave Wakanda for the weekend.

•You have never been to Disney World but she has. She knew that you will love it.

•You and Shuri took many pictures together. Got matching shirts.

•You and Shuri love the food at Disney World.

•Took more pictures together.

•Sat on the bench to rest and you have your arm around her.

•When Wakanda was attacked. You rushed to fight and help Okoye and T'challa.

•You went back inside to make sure that Ramonda is okay.

•Now you and Shuri are fighting side by side.

•You are loving the suit even more.

•You used your strength and power to hit the enemies in one move. They fall on the ground and Shuri starts to cheer for you.

•Much Later, everyone is okay and the enemy lost, everyone starts to cheer.

•Shuri hugged you tight.

•” We are okay,” You said.

You and Shuri are still hugging each other.

”I’m happy I didn't lose you,” Shuri said softly.

”I feel the same about you,” You said.

•You take off the mask, she kissed you and said ’I love you’ then you said it back.

#black panther imagine #marvel imagine #x male reader #shuri x reader #shuri x male reader #shuri imagine

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dreamingofmilk · 4 years

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can i request messing with erik while he’s playing the game? please and thank you❤️

Thanks for sending a request! Hope you like it!

Hour 1

You moved around the kitchen easily putting together sandwiches for you and your boyfriend. The two of you had the day off and you were so excited to spend the day with him.

You felt him wrap his arms around you and take his sandwich. He kissed your cheek before he took a big bite.

“Thanks babe.” Erik muttered and spanked your ass. You side eyed him and turned around with your Gatorade to sip in your hand.

Erik watched you cross your legs in front of each other, a slow smirk crossed his face.

“What do you want to do today.” You asked quietly, you were hopeful that you would get to cuddle with him and watch movies and you knew that he knew what you wanted to do.

“Gonna play some games online with M’Baku.” Erik stared at you quietly.

You fought to keep your face neutral, "I was hoping we'd hang out today. We haven't had a day off together in a while"

"We can hang out, just give me a little bit of time to beat this level." A reasonable request. You could definitely entertain yourself for a bit.

You nodded, "ok, we'll hang out in an hour then."

Hour 2

You sighed for the third time in the last 20 minutes. You were hot. You stuffed your feet into Erik’s lap and watched him stare intensely at the game. He let out occasional curse words at the screen and to his good friends on the headset.

“Sorry babe. I’ll be done soon, I promise. Nah fuck you!!” He couldn’t even hold a conversation with just you for two seconds. You rolled your eyes and moved to get up. You weren't going to sit around waiting for him. Erik squeezes your calf signalling that he really didn’t want you to move, but you were getting bored and had better things to do other than watch him play games.

Hour 3

You were going to kill him. You had his murder all plotted out. No one would ever find his body. You spent a few minutes making a show slamming the cabinet doors in the kitchen and slamming your bedroom door, but you stopped when you realized he didn't even notice. Which of course just made you even madder.

How dare he ignore you like this! Who does he think he is? You opened your door and made your way back downstairs. Maybe he just lost track of time. You'd give him a chance to redeem himself.

You walked up to him, a slight smile on your face, "babe? It's been a few hours. Let's watch a movie."

Erik didn't even look away from the screen. "Baby this is a really important stage. I can't stop now."

"You promised we'd hang out tonight, Erik." You frowned.

He still wouldn't look away from the game, "I know Y/N, but M'Baku will kill me if I stop before we finish the quest."

You rolled your eyes and left the room, slightly stomping all the way to your room.

You mumbled under your breath, "M'baku may kill you, but I'll definitely kill you if you don't get off that damn game."

Hour 4

Okay payback was going to be a bitch. You watched yourself in the mirror admiring the new outfit he’d bought you a few months ago. You weren’t really sure what you were going to do to get him back. But your ultimate goal was to piss him off.

You stepped out of the bedroom and walked down to the den. You walked around the couch and made a show out of getting your phone.

“Where you going?” Erik stared at you intensely, though his eyes darted between you and the game on the screen.

“Out.” You spit out.

Erik’s eyes cut to you. Erik hated when you spoke to him with such an attitude. But he deserved it.

“You are not going out wearing that babe. Go change. I bought you that so we could enjoy it for ourselves and you think putting a jacket over it would help? Nah babe I said go change.”

“Nah Babe. I’m bored. You promised me time together and you haven’t delivered so I’m gonna go chill with your cousin until you find some time to spend with your girl.” You twirled around and made a move for the door.

“You better be talking about Shuri babygirl.” Erik threatened his hand removed from the controller for the first time in a while.

“I think we both know that I’m not.” You smiled at him and walked out the door. You made it to your car before Erik caught your wrist.

“I’m not playing with you Y/N.” Your phone rang loudly in your hand. You pushed Erik off of you slightly to answer it.

“Hey T’Challa. Yeah I’m on my way. You know I’ll never pass an opportunity to help you out!” Erik made a motion for you to hand him the phone. “Your cousin wants to talk to you then I’ll be on my way.”

They exchanged a few words in Wakandan and then Erik hung up roughly.

“Take your ass back in the house.” Erik’s eyes were lit with rage. "I'm not gonna say it again."

“No go play your stupid game. You have been ignoring me all day! Not giving me any attention. And when I want to go out looking good now you have something to say. Fuck all that. I’m leaving.” Erik smiles wickedly and wraps his arms around your waist. And picked you up effortlessly.

He let out a sinister chuckle as he carried you back in the house. “You want attention, you got it.”

Hour 5

You would never ask for attention again. You were exhausted, hot, and tired. Your body couldn’t handle another moment with the sex demon you called a boyfriend.

Erik sat at the end of the bed and lit a blunt. It kind of pissed you off that he could look so composed while you look like hell. He glanced back at you and smirked at your worn out body. Involuntarily you shrunk back from his gaze and tried to cover your naked body with the sheet. Erik rolled his eyes and stood up reaching for his shorts to head back to the den.

“I’ll be finishing up the game.” He turned back towards you and licked his lips. “Unless you want some more attention.” A devious chuckle left his lips as he headed down the hallway.

"Bastard" you mumbled.

"Say that shit again and watch what happens." He yelled from down the hallway.

You didn't say anything because you didn't want to. Not because you were scared of your man's demon dick.

Hour 6

Maybe. Maybe you did want more attention. No. You needed more attention. You found some of your best lingerie and put it on along with Erik's favorite perfume. You didn't even bother throwing on a robe, what was the point? You smirked as you made your way downstairs, the speakers booming with gunshots. You were definitely a glutton for punishment, but it's really Erik's fault.

At least that's what you'll keep telling yourself.

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theficplug · 4 years

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The Way You Make Me Feel

M'Baku x Black Plus Sized Reader

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{This is low-key just filthy M'Baku smut. I'm sorry lmao. 18+ as always and umm. Also this is for my fellow 200+ pounds club girls too. ✌🏾}

Hearing your fiance announce that he was home and immediately go to his office after pecking your lips was a clear indication of a bad day.

You usually don't get more than a casual conversation in until the first six inches of him is snuggled into you.

“I made veggie burgers and some waffle fries love, if you’re hungry. You wanna talk about it?” You ask from the doorway of M’Baku’s office.

You know that in his country he was a warrior. A man that defended his people with great honor, strength, and braveness.

He had agreed to move to America when your engagement happened because you couldn't bare to be away from your family and especially your mother for so long. His adjustment to the new people, new customs, and other differences was quite difficult for him.

“No thank you. ” He says but he never looks up from the paperwork on his desk. He was less than thrilled with his new job. You knew that he's far more qualified for almost any job/career, and sticking him with the label 'intern’ and having him put stamps on envelopes/file papers only agitated him.

“This is is only temporary, boo. Only until we can find something better. Just for now. And then we raise our babies in Wakanda. Deal?” You say quietly as you watch his shoulders tense and he puts the pen down before leaning back in the chair.

“Come.” He says and you waste no time padding across the room to him. His large form engulfing you as you sit on his lap and lay your head on his shoulder.

“Love you” you mumble to him as he massages your back. You let out a sigh of relief as you feel him relax against you.

“You know that even in my time of frustration. My heart is always with you , right?” He says lowly as his strong hands move down to run his fingertips against your bare thighs. You shiver feeling the goosebumps rise against your skin. It didn't take much due to the fact that you were only wearing one of his old t-shirts.

It was late at night and both of you slept nude anyways so you didn't bother putting on anything but his old shirt. When you heard your fiance walk through the door your only thought was that you wanted to be with him.

“I know. I never doubt that. I know that you aren't going to be cheery everyday babe. You know that I've got you and we can spend your off day tomorrow looking for something else but for tonight. Let me make you feel better, yes?” You whisper against his ear before leaning up to massage his shoulders over his unbuttoned dress shirt. He sits up to kiss your forehead and slide his hands under your shirt.

You take a moment to strip off his white dress shirt and then unbutton his pants.

You grab his large hands in yours before leaning into kiss him sloppily for a moment. Slowly letting your tongues work together before tugging on his bottom lip.

You slowly make your way kissing down his neck and chest before kissing over to his nipple. You chuckle softly as you feel him shiver when you swirl your tongue around his nipple and suckle it softly before switching to the right one.

You ghost your fingers light down his soft stomach over and over watching him squirm slightly. You feather your fingertips over his erection that's already starting to become constricted against the black boxer briefs. You nip at his stomach and suckle a few hickies into his deep rich hickory skin.

Placing a kiss to his left hip and then his right before finally making your way onto your knees and sliding his boxers off.

You slide your hands ups and downs his thighs dragging your nails down his thighs and lean in to place a kiss to his balls before licking from the base of him to the tip of his dick. Your hands never leaving his thighs and never breaking eye contact.

His breathing has now become jagged and you can tell the anticipation is becoming too much for him.

"Is this for me?" You ask as you grab his dick stroking him slowly working your hand up and down.

"Always" he says in a low hushed tone waiting for you to finally take him into your mouth.

All 9 inches of him was now standing proudly and started to throb as you take in the tip, your hand still working over the base of him and massaging his balls.

You never stop massaging his balls as you take the first five inches letting your soft pillowy lips run up and down his shaft. As you hollow your cheeks and work him into your mouth and towards your throat to deepthroat him.

He scratches softly at your scalp as he grips our hair gently urging you to take all of him.

"Good girl. You're such a good girl for me aren't you? Look at me." He commands as you look up at him.

Your eyes are already starting to tear up as you approach inch 8.

You gag softly and relax your throat more breathing through your nose as you reach inch 9. You watch as he starts to thrust slowly letting you adjust and you moan softly loving the feeling of being engulfed by him.

You use the spit slowly dripping down and massage over his balls as he thrusts a bit faster.

You hear him groaning your name over and over giving you all the praise in the world.

"My pretty fucking queen. My slutty fucking baby. Phefumla (breathe)." He moans as he massages your jaw before gripping your face in his hand. He smacks your face softly and you smile against him.

This sometimes quiet and reserved man who is always too afraid that he'll hurt you is finally giving you what you asked for.

"You like that?" He asks as he smacks your left cheek. But of course never hard enough to hurt you.

He pulls you up slowly off of him with a quiet pop and you breathe slowly already missing the feeling of him.

"On the desk." Is all that he says before standing up and pumping himself slowly while watching you follow commands.

"Yes sir." You reply quickly tossing the shirt to the side and laying back on his desk.

"Uh- uh vula (open). (Dlala ngayo nditsho ndimanzi (Play with it. Get it wet for me)." He demands while watching you run your fingers over your clit and down further teasing yourself as you close your eyes. Your lips already turned in a pout.

"Yes sir. Please sir, it feels so much better when you do it." You moan as he wraps his large hands around your thighs and slides you closer to him.

He spanks your pussy repeatedly and held your legs open for him and chuckles softly as you grip his wrist and he brings his hand to his mouth, licking his fingers.

M'Baku runs his dick up and down your pussy before leaning down to suckle your nipple. Tugging at the brown bud until your whimpering and then moving on to the other as he slowly enters you letting you adjust to him.

He kisses as your neck before fully standing up and snuggling into you as he wraps your thick thighs around his waist.

"You're so fucking pretty baby." M'Baku looks over you in awe as he stretches you out slowly at first and you smile up at him.

"Shiiittt , you feel so good baby daddy." You whine as he picks up his pace. His hips rolling into you at an angle that hits your spot just right as your eyes roll back.

"Baku fuck, I can literally feel you throbbing. Bae how are this fucking hard for me" you whine as he grips your hips and begin to pound into it. He loved watching your breasts bounce and you try to brace yourself by holding onto the desk but found it no help.

Before you knew it he was wrapping his hand around your throat and giving you everything he had.

"Oooh bae, fuck- stop playing you're gonna break the desk." You half whimper and half laugh as he chuckled lowly with you.

You were grateful that sex with your best friend could be like this. Even while he's fucking your walls up y'all are still laughing at breaking his desk.

"The desk? That's what you're thinking of?" He asks as he stops thrusting.

"No sir, please don't stop. Please?" You say to him with a pout as he pulls out slowly and drops to his knees.

He latches onto your clit slowly working his tongue over it and sucking it before eating you out like it's his last meal. You grip the back of his head letting out a long drawn out moan of his name.

"Permission to cum? I cant-" you were cut off by him simply saying "no".

The tears fill your eyes again as he stops again.

You couldn't take him edging you again as he sat up your wetness given a glisten and sheen to this thick beard and mouth.

"Baaab" is all that you could get out before he's already lifting you onto him and against the wall next to the desk.

You shriek softly thinking that being apart of the 200+ pound club wouldn't make it easy for him. This man lifted you like a feather placing you against the wall securely before lowering you down onto him and attaching his lips to yours. Letting his mouth drown out all your moans.

"I know. I know, give it to me. You have permission to let it go baby. Are you going to make a mess for me?" He asks sweetly as he kisses the side of your face and neck while fucking into you at a pace that makes you feel like you can't even catch your breath.

You start to feel overheated and dizzy as your orgasm starts to hit you hard.

Your toes curl and you close your eyes trying to brace yourself as he pulls out and you waterfall.

M'Baku gives you a section to catch your breath before he lays you back on the desk and chases his own.

You take him into your mouth again massaging his balls as he stands on the side of the desk.

His groans are louder as he gripped your chin and let's go in your mouth.

"Fuck." He says quietly as you swallow and you wipe your mouth before he leans down to kiss you sloppily.

"Sir, you nasty." you say laughing softly

"Mmmhmm" he replies before helping you up and grabbing towels for y'all to clean up.

"Love you." You call after him

"I love you. Thank you." He says returning and massaging your thighs and kissing your forehead before offering a bubble bath.

#black panther fic #black panther imagine #black panther smut #mbaku smut #mbaku

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chaneajoyyy · 3 years

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Heeeeeeeey 👋🏾👋🏾👋🏾 I hope you're doing okay!

Was wondering if you know who wrote the "my new toy" fic about Erik, T'challa, and M'Baku being sex toys. I can'tfind it and that Alexa body commercial got me wanting to read some Android!Erik fics. Please recommend any more if you know of any. I have @honeyandpeaches fic for android!Erik added to my list and the headcannon @nahimjustfeelingit-writes posted.

Heeeyyy babe!!!👋🏾👋🏾!! Oh that’s by the good sis @theegoldenchild 😘😘! I actually gotta reread that myself! So far the only two I do know about regarding android!erik are from @honeyandpeaches and @nahimjustfeelingit-writes . If I seem any more (cause you know I stay peeping) I will definitely let you know!

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supersizemeplz · 5 years

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Up and Alert

T'Challa x Black PlusSized Reader

Another #supersizedfic short. Enjoy!

Usual morning sounds filled the palace walls. Staff and Doras moving about the halls. Soft footsteps echoed through the halls of the east wing, moving closer to the royal chambers of the King himself. Who you haven't seen in two days and you'd missed. The short train of your dress slid behind you on the polished floors of the palace halls as you approached his doors, dismissing the guards with a pleasant smile.

Pushing open the heavy double doors, you were met with... Darkness?

"Morning, 'Challa.." You slipped into the royal chamber, looking to meet an up and about T'Challa. Being met with a lump in the sheets instead . "..or not." You eased over to the bed. The dimmed lamp in the corner providing enough light to see where you were going.

"Okoye wasn't lying when she said you were out, huh?" The words were more to yourself. He just had to go out with M'Baku for drinks. You tapped his back, gently shaking his shoulder to awaken him from his light slumber. "I leave for a two day trip and come back to a hung over husband. You never cease to amaze me, Udaku.."

You pulled the covers back from him. Only for him to pull them back over him. You raised an arched eyebrow in surprise. "Ten more minutes, Kitten.." He'd grumbled lowly, snuggling into the pillow his head adorned which muffled his voice. You raised an eyebrow, nodding as you mumbled a soft 'okay, plan B' to yourself.

Leaving his side for a moment, you made your way over towards the windows. "Wakey wake, eggs and bakey." The blackout curtains pulled apart, allowing light to spill into the room. Turning back to the bed, you listened to the royal groan. He rolled over to his back, pulling a pillow over his face.

"For Bast sake, woman. Can I not sleep in today?" His voice sounded groggy, barely heard by you. "Just for a while longer.." He didn't attempt to move as you made it to the bed. Or when you'd bunched your dress up enough to crawl onto the bed.

"Unfortunately, my love.." You straddled him with ease, patting his chest. "That you cannot do. You have a meeting in a few hours and you need to be up and alert." Your nails grazed his chest as he sighed. Relaxing under the calming graze of your nails.

"Up and alert?.."

"Up and alert, babe.." You chuckled, smiling down at him. His eyelids low as he looked up at you with a goofy smile, telling you of how pretty you looked. "Thanks babe. It's the new headscarf.. But we'll talk about that in a moment. How can I get you up and out of this bed?" He didn't reply instantly, instead his lips curled into a sly smirk. You squinted your eyes at him in silent question, wondering what the expression meant.

He licked his lips, flipping the both of you over suddenly with ease. Pinning you beneath him as he intertwined your fingers. His soft lips kissed up your neck, moving to your jaw. "I can think of a few ways, Kitten."

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terrablaze514 · 5 years

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Amethyst Necklace (CIYS Sidestory) *Erik x Reader*

A feature presentation: With Love, From Wakanda (hosted by @hoopshoney and @purple-apricots ). This is my *headdesk* late *headdesk* submission. I'm steadily getting my life back, so all hope is not lost. This is based on the Crawl Into Your Sleep series (there's a time jump). Hope you all enjoy it.

“Are we on a date right now?” (Prompt #4)

Rated M (for brief mentions of violence and attempted assault)

Disclaimer: Black Panther belongs to Marvel. I don't own the other fandom that's mentioned, either.

*******

It's been ten weeks since you've crossed paths with Erik. The first few moments were random, albeit sudden - you still couldn't believe how well that first shopping trip went. The instant messages on your school D2L account, the anxious coffee shop meetup, and a fierce ride in his Mercedes-Benz to hit up the mall did things to you. For the record, his swagger switched your senses on no matter how many times you've tried to avoid it.

The way he'd given Dresden a beatdown, accompanied with his “evil twin” Adonis and fellow trainee Viktor… three versus five grimy trifles had presented a gut wrenching experience. You didn't watch the scene, but the terrifying sounds of breaking bones and curdling screams had prompted a random witness to call the cops, since your trifling ex had the audacity to confiscate your phone. Yet, he had intentions to do a gangbang train on you, so in a sense, it’s a great thing Erik and his entourage appeared on the scene before your ex’s friends had a chance to rip your jeans off at the library parking lot.

~°~°~

Erik also had a strange way of blocking thirsty traps on multiple social media accounts you own, especially Instagram and Facebook. The ladies who interfered with him, M'Baku and T'Challa were also blocked in a flash, and they came banging on your door this one fateful night. Half of them were another set of thirst traps from school; a combination of Churchians and R. Kelly sympathizers. You weren't in the mood for their bull, and proceeded to call the cops when your speed dial activated at the press of nine.

“What's going on?” Erik had asked, the racket downstairs noticeable. His voice never failed to melt you, but there were troubling matters at hand.

“Some angry ladies from school, they're at my house, armed with baseball bats and knives…”

“Okay, don't panic!” He commanded. “Remember that amethyst necklace I bought you two weeks ago?”

You've raised an eyebrow when shattered glass is heard from the living room.

“Y-yes,” you whispered.

“Put it on, and don't forget the mace!”

You did as he told. The beautiful gem hung low on your bust. “So, what difference would a necklace make?”

You could sense Erik's smirk. “Make an X with your arms.”

“An X, what for?”

“Y/N, you don't wanna die! I'm all the way on the opposite side of the city, and it’ll take me an hour to physically reach you. So do as I say, okay?”

Another glass shatter, and the door bangs are even louder and pronounced. Expletives that attacked your character were heard with more clarity.

“Do you believe in Wakanda?” Erik probed, bringing you back to focus.

“I do, but that's-”

An attempted disarming at the front door caught your attention.

“Do you believe in Wakanda, babe?”

You took a deep, albeit shaky breath.

“Yes.”

“Then make an X with your arms.”

Both arms did as he commanded. The gem on the necklace glowed and brightened your bedroom, where you're currently occupied.

“Now break it!”

You did it. Golden flashes zapped through the walls and wires of your house, and ultimately knocked your threats ten feet away from your house. As you exited your room, the voices of angry women were gone. Despite the broken window, the warm breeze engulfed your body. There were no crazy ladies in sight. The only display was a pile of bats, knives and Prada bags.

Another thing that caught your attention were the cars. Most were parked at their usual spots, but only two looked totalled, with broken windows and headlights.

“Wow,” you breathed as you processed this lovely aftermath. “All this unnecessary drama, because of social media. It doesn't make much sense, but it must be a good thing, right?” You poked the gemstone on your necklace. “This thing literally saved my life.”

~°~°~

Your phone and laptop alarmed at the same time. A message had arrived from Erik, encouraging you to change and worry about the house damage later. You've selected your favourite evening combo, along with a hat and silver hooped earrings. White tank top, a short silver jacket worn over it, followed by jaguar designed tights, a black skirt and tall black boots. Erik's car had pulled and he hopped out in an instant, surveying the aftermath of the crazies who came for you earlier.

A low whistle left his lips as you descended the staircase. You couldn't help the warmth rushing to your cheeks.

“Look who's glowing this evening!” he began as he opened the door for you.

“Thank-you,” You replied, settling in and buckling up. “So where are we headed?”

Erik entered his side of the car. “Straight to your necklace.”

You peered at it. “My necklace? Why?”

Erik started the engine and, as the car sped, he held the gem. “Just place your hand over mine.”

This is the second time he'd requested a strange favour from you. Strange in your eyes, because of the necklace. What's so special about it?

There's no such thing as magic in Wakanda.

“It will take forever to get there and back if you don't.”

You rolled your eyes as his dimples complimented his smirk.

“Or should I form an X and knock you out of here?” Your sudden confidence boost didn't go unnoticed. Erik chuckled; he liked it when life didn't weigh heavily on your well-being. It's allowed you to spread your wings. To get you out of your shell more, he’d let go of the gem and kept his eyes on the road. Meanwhile, this didn't help your curiosity.

“Well, which one is it?” You pressed. “What's so special about this necklace?”

“That is entirely up to you to decide, but there's someplace special I wanna take you to.”

You cocked an eyebrow in response, “and this is supposed to help us get there?”

“Depends on what you think. I know its location is several hours away.”

Erik's signature smirk had returned, yet this time, you've also noticed a knowing glint in his eye. You needed answers, and you’re gonna get them now.

“Are we on a date right now?”

Erik chuckled, “Of course!”

“Then why haven't we arrived? And why is this necklace so important?”

Just as Erik entered the freeway, he took your necklace and held the gem one more time.

“Just take my hand and we'll get there.”

Alright, alright. Let's see what this can do.

Without blinking, you held his hand and the scenery changed. You were no longer on the freeway in town - the roads looked more sophisticated with pebble tones. Neon lights shone brightly around the cars that drove now. You’ve also noticed that these drivers, well, the majority, were Black.

Your ride entered a bridge, and as you peeked out your window, the ocean below sparkled like stars. It's sunset time and the hues of orange, bright red, pink and fuschia accented the cascade of clouds in the sky. Birds flew across it.

Your hands rummaged through your purse for your smartphone to take photos of these beautiful sights.

Erik smiled, silently thanking Bast for granting his cousin Shuri the ability to create such technology, and for enabling this Pen Pal Program to happen.

~°~°~

Without missing a beat, you both arrived at your destination a few moments later. Krispy Kreme was the hot spot, and you've noticed multiple people walking in as well. Once the guards had verified your IDs, Erik linked your arm with his as one braided guard escorted you both to the VIP floor.

Upon entry, All the Stars by Kendrick Lamar and SZA played in the background. You both took front row seats. As Erik ordered drinks, a young lady with Bantu knots and a sparkly brown dress entered the stage and made an introduction.

“Good evening everyone, this is our Open Mic Night. Thanks for coming out! So settle in, let go of your worries, and enjoy our relaxed atmosphere. All are welcome to participate - the mic is yours. Poetry, song, storytelling, cypher… is entirely up to you.”

At the end of her introduction, your drinks arrived and a variety of performers, known and unknown to Wakanda, owned the mic. By the time the sixth performer of the night closed her song, a round of applause rolled through the atmosphere. You loved every minute of this so far. The overall vibes were cool and collected, warm and welcoming.

That’s when Erik stood and took your hand, escorting you towards the stage.

“Wha- what are you doing?” you whispered.

“It’s our turn,” he said.

Our turn?

Without hesitation, the crowd whistled and made bullet signs - a sign of respect for the Wakandan prince. A handful of young men hollered, “All hail King N'Jadaka!”

... until another set shushed them.

“So what’s your plan?” You mouthed.

“I paint, you speak.”

Well, if this isn’t nerve-wracking. But, I’m here. So here it goes...

You recalled the day your professor had graded you horribly, then the words came.

“How many more times should I feel,

Misunderstood?

How much longer before the world could hear my plea?

This forged, silent treatment had left me in chains,

Chains of choices, between the innovator and the warrior.

When can I rise? When can I fly? When will it be my turn to spark the flames of positive change?

For a brokenhearted daughter? Or the drifting, confused sister?

Where I'm from, there’s promises of empowerment...

Only to be broken and unfounded.

Then let them take credit, erase your name, your contribution, your standing,

Because your leadership is a threat.

How much longer before I can reclaim my power, spread my wings and fly?

I guess only time will tell.”

At the end of your segment, the audience snapped their fingers, whistled and offered their rounds of applause. You took a bow, and noticed Erik’s completed painting: A group of women, staring out of the jail cell, counting the stars. The bottom part of the picture featured his interpretation of what marginalization and institutional racism looked like, from your eyes.

You couldn’t help the warmth radiating your cheeks. Originally, you liked him. Admired him. Favoured him.

Tonight, you fell in love even more. He gets it.

You returned back to your seats, when your hands caught his face and your lips captured his. Thankfully, no one had noticed. The gem on your necklace formed a shield that barred others from seeing what was happening.

His tongue probed entry, and you allowed it. Although, you’ve noticed something a little unusual. Breaking the kiss, you inquired, “Is that a tongue ring?”

Erik chuckled and smacked your butt. “And what’s so important about that?”

Giggling, you added, “You’re dangerous. Now kiss me silly.”

Your lips locked again.

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captainsaveasmut · 6 years

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He Spills [NSFW]

Featuring T’Challa, Erik Killmonger, & M’Baku

Synopsis 》 Your man gets a little chatty & spills the tea on his sex life with you

Warning 》 nsfw

T'Challa

"I don't know W'Kabi, sometimes it's like she's trying too hard."

You overheard T'Challa whispering into his kimoyo beads as he shuffled around the bedroom, quietly getting dressed

Curious, you decided not to alert him to the fact you had woken up

Eavesdropping wasn't really your thing, but hey, your man sounded upset

You just wanted to know what was bothering him

"Last night she was wearing this tribal Wakandan robe and tried to pass it off as lingerie."

The comment upset you for a couple of reasons:

1.) he was talking to W'Kabi about intimate details involving you

and 2.) he was expressing his distaste for you during your private affairs

You opened your eyes watching him; wanting him to catch you listening to him

You were ready to let him have an earful of what you had to say after he ended his call

He wouldn't have to worry about those Wakandan robes any longer

He wasn't going to get any lovin' from you any time soon, the way you were feeling

"She wears the face paint and everything.", he continued.

"I'd just like to make love to her, not this wannabe Wakandan version of her. I want my American Queen."

Closing your eyes, you let out a soft sigh, pretending to be asleep once again

Were you trying too hard? No...maybe...

You didn't mean to come off as fake or a wannabe

You thought this is what he wanted

You just wanted to make him happy

You continued to eavesdrop on the conversation, slightly feeling better after he refuted his complaints with compliments

You decided to let him slide for now, but you two were going to having a discussion about this later

T'Challa needed to strong talking to about privacy

But you still felt bad that you weren't satisfying T'Challa sexually (foreplay/roleplay wise)

You bit the inside of your cheek, formulating a plan

If he wanted you and only you, then that could be arranged

T'Challa was going to get his American Queen

Erik Killmonger

Grrrrr

The growling of your stomach broke the silence in you and Erik's bedroom

You sat your reading book to the side and exited the room to get some food

On the way to the kitchen, you saw Queen Mother and Shuri exit the throne room

Erik has been at the royal meeting for about two hours. It was about time it came to an end

"Good afternoon Queen Mother, Shuri."

"Good morning Y/N. How are you?", Queen Mother asked.

"I'm well, just a little hungry. I was on my way to the kitchen."

"Thank Bast! I've been stuck in that boring meeting without any food. I was afraid my stomach was going to eat itself.", Shuri stressed, linking her arm with yours

You chuckle at the teen as she leads you down the hallway; Queen Mother not too far behind, shaking her head amusingly

As the three of you walk down the long hallway, you heard Erik, T'Challa, and M'Baku exit the throne room

"She's a little nympho!", Erik boasted. "Babygirl gave me a striptease last night.", he continued.

You stop abruptly, mortified that he was bragging to M'Baku and T'Challa about the sexual activities you performed for him last night

"I hope you two find a woman like mine, 'cuz she's got the tightest-"

Embarrassed, you cut him off

"Erik!"

He looked in your direction, shocked to see you in the hallway as well, but quickly covered it up with a smug smile when you started to storm his way

"What?", he questioned innocently, causing M'Baku to smirk, while T'Challa shook his head

You scoffed

"I'd rather our personal life stay personal and not be spread all over the kingdom.", you informed him, trying to shake the conversation from your mind

"It's a compliment."

You roll your eyes, heading towards the kitchen

"No more talking about me!", you called back before walking into the kitchen; the sound of chuckling men following behind you

M'Baku

It was mid-morning and you and M'Baku had just finished breakfast together

You two were enjoying each other's company when you heard guards walk into the dining room

M'Baku's close friend following behind

He smiled, greeting the two of you

"M'Baku!"

"Rufaro! How have you been brother?"

They both embraced each other with the traditionally black handshake

A combination of a dap and manly hug, with a few strong pats on the back

Deep laughs come from both of the husky men

"I'm great. Good morning Y/N", he said as he went to hug you

"Good morning Rufaro. Nice to see you happy and well."

He smiled as to thank you

"M'Baku you ready?"

"Yes. I just need to retrieve my staff."

"I'll get it babe", you offered.

He nodded, gratefully

You rush to the throne room to get M'Baku's staff that was resting in his royal wooden case

Once you got it, you hesitated at the door, making sure he didn't need anything else before heading back

As you make your way back to the kitchen, you stop when you hear the two men talking in hushed whispers

"We do it all the time", M'Baku complained, sounding annoyed

WHAT THE HELL!? I know he isn't talking about-

Rufaro chuckled lightly

"Is that really a bad thing?", he questioned causing M'Baku to sigh

"We've done it every night this week."

Your eyes widened in horror realizing what they were talking about

How in the hell did this conversation even come about?

You were only gone for about thirty seconds

"And three times yesterday! I'm just tired. I can't keep up with her.", M'Baku explained, sounding a little disappointed

"Have you talked to her? Tried to tell her no?", Rufaro asked still sounding amused, which only furthered your embarrassment

"I don't want her to think I can't meet her needs."

You scoff at the irony of his statement

Honestly, all the sex was exhausting to you as well, but you wanted to make sure you met all of his needs

"M'Baku...", you called from the hall

Moments later, he exited the kitchen, shocked to find you standing so close

"You know talking about our sex life would be more productive if you talked to me about it?", you commented, smirking when he looked down in embarrassment. "Because honestly, I feel the same way.", you admitted sheepishly

"Glory to Hanuman!", he said with a laugh pulling you into a bone-crushing hug

"Alright, alright. But the next time you talk to anyone before me about our relationship, you won't get anything out of me whether you want it or not."

"Yes, my love."

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wakandamama · 6 years

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The Best Part

"You don't know babe When you hold me And kiss me slowly It's the sweetest thing" ~Daniel Caesar

M'Baku find that even though he loves a fight, after battle cool down with you are his favorite part.

(M’Baku x Black Warrior Reader

M'Baku groaned as he dropped into the bed of his room. He cringed as blood from a cut on his face dribbled down his cheek. He winced with sore muscles as he stripped off the top of his armor and stretched. He sat quietly, hearing the victory cries from his people outside his window but frowned at what their victory now symbolized.

No more isolation, the world was now ready to sallow his people up whenever it desired. Whatever warriors from foreign lands would come and their only defense was now the mountain itself.

"Aye, stop worrying so. I can hear your thoughts and the worrying eyes need to be warrior eyes."

M'Baku looked up and smiled as you limped in. A basket was under your arm and it was full of medical supplies. You set the basket to the side of him and climbed into his lap, pressing a soft yet strong kiss on his lips. Your hands coming the sides of his neck, to pull him even closer until the two of you were chest and chest and could rest wearily heads on each other.

You break the kiss and smile with your eyes, but frown at the cut on his face.

"Who dared cut my king." you half tease-half threat, as you grabbed a wipe from the basket and proceeded to clean his face. M'baku groaned and relaxed back. His eyes closing and he supported himself up with a grip on your hips.

"The same who bruised my queen." he whispered and glared down at a growing bruise over your thigh and you chuckle.

Moving around him you clean out the wounds on his back, kissing around each one and rubbing the barely seen bruises with your palm and you smirk at the moans it draws out of him. You come up and hug him around from the back kissing his neck and encasing your right arm around him. He smiles and tilts his head back to look at you, feeling at peace with himself.

He may have a love for battle but it compares nothing to you, after battle with his queen was the best part of the whole fight.

You smile back at him, feeling a warmness spark as usual between you two and with quick movement and a loud smack you kiss his nose. He blinks back in surprise which gives you the perfect distraction to shoot a needle of Vibranium laced healing serum into his shoulder. You nod with satisfaction as the wounds on his face and back slowly close. He whines as he tries to reach the spot and you playfully bap his hand away and make it hold your.

"Big baby, still scared of needles. I always have to distracted you with something sweet." you tease and he screws his lips but feel his heart flutter.

"'I fall for that every time. You're too good Y/N." he compliments and you smile.

"I know. I just wish it worked on bruises and sore muscle." you say as you rub your shoulder and in a moment he twists you in his lap and to the bed.

You laid on your side, your back to him and sighed as his large hands started to work ,starting at the smalls of your back and slowly working up with firm relieving pressure to the back of your neck.

You whimper in both soreness and relief and he gives a deep laugh in your ear.

"Don't get too comfortable my queen, your turn is next." he say as he works around a bruise in the center of your back with his thumbs and you groan.

He hums as he twist you to lay on your stomach and brings himself between your legs and started to massage your calves and ankles. You cuddled one of the many silk pillow under your head and doze as he finishes up and lays himself next to you. He stares you down and you fake a snore and look up at him with a glow in your eyes.

Reaching out you start by massaging his shoulder and the side arc of his neck, letting your nimble and battle firmed fingers work out kinks and knots. You press yourselves to his chest as you work down his arms, and he buries his head into your neck as well.

You get to his side and move to get up and get to his back but find yourself lock into him. His large arms are a firm encasing around your waist and stomach and his soft snore in your ear is just confirmation that you two may not make it for the celebration feast.

You snuggled him back, kissing the cove of his ear before following him into sleep.

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i-jus-wanna-writehappy · 6 years

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When You Listen

Pairing: M'Baku x black!fem!Reader

Warnings: sexual jokes, steam, a curse or two

Author's Note: I really enjoyed writing this piece! I hope you like it as well :)

Masterlist Black Girl Insert Series

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Pre

M'Baku's lips twitch at the corner as he watches you dance playfully with the children visiting you with Nakia. "Y/N, I need to get these little ones back home. They love visiting though, we will be back soon." Nakia glances over your shoulder to your husband's hungry eyes, "Besides, I think your gorilla wants you to himself."

Wrapping your friend in a hug, you laugh, "My gorilla always wants me to himself. Jabari men believe any time is the time. Tell T'Challa I say hello." Giving a final kiss to your cheek, Nakia ushers the kids out of the throne room and back to their homes.

Once you can't hear the giggling of kids anymore, M'Baku speaks, "Come here." He says strongly. M'Baku is sitting in his throne with his legs spread widely and his arms lying on their respective rests, a position he takes often.

Smiling widely, you run to M'Baku and jump onto his lap. Pressing a quick kiss to his mouth, you send your husband a teasing smile, "I like when you give orders." You tell him as you wind your arms around his neck and scratch gently at his nape. Placing a slather of kisses to your neck, M'Baku smiles, "I like when you listen." He says, though the hardness poking at your thigh informed you of this already.

"You know what I think?" You say to M'Baku, situating your legs so you are no longer kneeling on his lap, but properly straddling it. M'Baku nuzzles his nose with yours, "My queen, ask for it and it shall be yours." Chuckling, you roll your hips and press a kiss just beneath M'Baku's earlobe, "My king, I think we need some alone time."

Breathing heavy, M'Baku grips your hips tightly and clears his throat, "Guards, leave me and my wife alone." As soon as the door closes, M'Baku pulls both of your bottoms down and makes good use of your alone time, thrusting slow and hard while whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

First Trimester

The lulling sound of your soft voice echoes through the dining hall as you clear the table.

M'Baku had a meeting with T'Challa so you gathered all of your favorite ladies and had a lunch at which they all cooed at your belly and had multiple questions about whether the Great Gorilla was worthy of his name in every sense. It was all a great deal of fun until they fought you on wanting to clear the table yourself. The matter wasn't settled until you playfully threatened to keep any of them from seeing the twins when they're born.

You're about to make your way to the kitchen with the plates when two large arms encircle your form and take them from you, "You should be resting." M'Baku says firmly as he kisses the top of your head.

Smiling fondly, you take the plates back, "I am pregnant, M'Baku, not ill. I can take a few dishes to the kitchen." Nuzzling his nose into your neck and planting a kiss there, M'Baku grumbles, "And you will not get ill on my watch, my queen. You are already sick in the mornings, the afternoon is pampering time. Sit, relax, and watch your king work."

With a laugh, you let M'Baku take the plates and sit down in an empty chair, admittedly, quite tired. Legs outstretched and right arm supporting your head, you watch as M'Baku shuffles about to return your dining room to its former glory. "Come here." You command, feeling especially in love with your mostly gentle giant.

M'Baku stops what he is doing and looks to you. Calmly, your husband makes his way to you and you can't help but to admire him. Once M'Baku reaches you, he kneels between your legs, placing one kiss to your stomach and another on your collarbone, your husband traces the skin there with his lips, "I like it when you give orders." He mumbles against your skin.

Humming softly, you run your fingernails over his head gingerly, "I like it when you listen." Taking this as a cue, M'Baku places another kiss to your neck and begins trailing kisses to your mouth. While his mouth is working, his hands are on your knees and spreading them as wide as they will go comfortably.

"You know what I think?" The Great Gorilla queries, nibbling at your jaw. You release a noise between a sigh and a whine, "I am tired, my king." M'Baku groans, but pulls his inching hand from between your legs all the same, "Then let me do the work."

Pulling him from your neck, you look M'Baku in the face, "I am also pregnant from the last time we had an escapade similar to this one." Your husband smiles pridefully, "Yes. And I promise not to hurt those babies. Besides, T'Challa told me that sex helps with headaches."

You can't contain your scoff at this, "M'Baku, I do not have a headache." This prompts M'Baku into giving you a teasing smile, "And when I'm done, you won't be getting one." Laughing, you push M'Baku back so you can stand, "After a nap, my king, ask for it and it shall be yours."

Grumbling, M'Baku sweeps you up bridal style and begins making his way to your bedroom, "Then, my queen, we will have our alone time."

Second Trimester

A soft moan passes through your mouth as you take your first step into the hot spring. M'Baku laughs as he waits for you, arms outstretched for you, "Love, you would be surprised how good it feels when you are all the way in." Chuckling, you continue to walk into the spring, "Believe it or not, Chief M'Baku, I like to savor more things than just you."

Once you're fully submerged in the water, you begin swimming around, enjoying the warm water as it caresses your skin and smooths over the large bump of your belly. After a few minutes of you swimming and splashing around, M'Baku takes a hold of your bare waist, "Come here." He says as he rubs stories of his love for you on your waist with his fingers.

Chuckling at the phrase, a favorite of the Great Gorilla's, you place your hands over his, "I don't know if I've told you yet, but I love when you give orders." M'Baku giggles softly before pressing a kiss to your left breast, "Oh, you love it?" He says as his hands stray down your skin until they reach your calves.

"Well," M'Baku starts as he massages your calf, "I love it when you listen." Groaning in satisfaction at the massage, you wave your arms and let the waves massage the top of your body, "You know, I talked with Shuri about the rapid increase in weight and the quick stop for the morning sickness and she said it is all perfectly normal. And she was right about the spring. And the massage."

Your husband snorts, "You seem to be forgetting your lines, my love. And as far as Shuri is concerned, I could have told you all of this myself. I do not want your safety in her hands. She is not old enough to know that kind of responsibility."

A teasing response at M'Baku's constant wariness of Shuri is on the tip of your tongue, but a surprised groan forces its way out instead. M'Baku is quick, pulling you flush against him and running his hand over your back for injury, "Y/N! Speak to me. What is wrong? What is wrong?" Before he can reach between your legs to check for blood, you chuckle, "The babies are kicking again. They will be strong." You reassure M'Baku.

Pressing his forehead to yours, M'Baku sighs heavily, "Strong, and already as much trouble as you are. Relax, my beautiful wife, I will soothe our children." Saying this, M'Baku begins pressing small kisses across your belly, sure enough, putting a stop to the strong kicks.

Third Trimester

Waiting seems like torture to M'Baku as he sits outside of your room. He can hear you screaming and panting, and it's killing him.

Not able to take it anymore, the Jabari chief decides to take action himself. Moving quickly, M'Baku tries to sneak inside, but as soon as the door is open, one of the elder women stops him, "Now you know you are not to be inside yet. We will get you when it is time."

The usual respect M'Baku has for the elder Jabari people is tossed to hell when he hears you let out another crying groan. "As chief of the Jabari people, you included, I demand -"

"Is that my husband? I want my husband." You whine, making M'Baku push past the old woman and rush to your side. "Hey love, are you okay? Are they hurting you? I'm here. I am here."

Just his voice makes you feel better. Taking a deep breath, you squeeze his hand, "I don't think you'll be getting little princesses you wanted." You seem to be in so much distress, M'Baku feels helpless not being able to bring you comfort or relief.

"What can I do?" He asks the woman sitting between your legs awaiting the very close crowning of your first child. "Hold her hand, talk go her, do whatever you can to soothe her." Shaking off his distress to help you, M'Baku holds your hand and uses the other to rub at your temple and forehead in a massaging manner, "That is okay. I do not care whether we have princesses or princes, as long as all of you come out safe. Now, I need you to breathe and push for me."

The sound of a babie's cry has never brought you so much joy. Tears of relief and exhaustion fall down your face as your boys are placed in your arms. M'Baku watches on pridefully, "Say hello to your children, Chief M'Baku: Langa and Cebo." Kissing you sweetly, M'Baku takes his boys in his arms, "Langa and Cebo. You will both be kings, my boys."

Post

It's all fun and games while you're cooking until Cebo runs past you and almost makes you drop the pot of boiling water in your hands, "If I have to tell either of you to stop running one more time, you won't set foot out of your rooms ever again. I will not hesitate to tell Nakia to stay home."

You don't notice that M'Baku is in the doorway until he laughs harshly, "Too late, Nakia and T'Challa are downstairs and we already have dinner made for two. Boys, go and get your things."

Nakia squeezes you tightly, "Thank you for letting us keep them. I thought you'd never get your stubborn Great Gorilla to agree." She says, eyeing your husband playfully. M'Baku scoffs, "I think I remember now the appeal in ignoring our neighbours."

Nudging M'Baku, you call down your boys, their approach sounding like a storm coming, "Love you, Mama!" The boys say as they barrel into you for their hugs. Sure, they think the world of their Baba, but in a photo finish, they definitely qualify as mama's boys. "And I love you, my little kings." You say, giving them a kiss to the cheek each, "Langa, do not run off, Cebo, if you break anything, you will feel my wrath when you get home. Now give your Baba a kiss goodbye and listen to T'Challa and Nakia."

After dinner that evening, M'Baku sprawls out on your bed, his eyes watching you discard your bath towel and put on the thin sleeping gown Nakia got you after the boys were born. The stretch marks across your stomach, thighs, and ass are enticing to your husband. The light streaks across your brown skin look like the effect of a paintbrush gone rogue. You're just beginning to tie your braids up when M'Baku grunts, "Come here." He says deeply, enjoying when you discard your scarf for him instead.

"Giving orders again?" You ask slyly as you sit so you're straddling him, deja vu hitting you hard. M'Baku grips your ass in both of his hands, moving you in slow circles, "I know how much you love it when I give orders." Laughing, you rest your nose against M'Baku's, "What do you say? Are you ready to try for that princess of yours, Great Gorilla?"

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