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Proposta - Part 1

Shuri Udaku x Princess!Reader

The sun had just risen in the sky of the Baku Empire. The capital of the African country was bathed in the yellow and blue sky. The chambers of the princess of Baku were empty, the heir to the throne was, as always, beginning her tasks for the day. The first being the training room, to perfect your fighting skills with your general,Enek. Meanwhile, his mother waited on her throne for a visit that could change the course of Baku forever.

The Queen of Baku was sitting gracefully in her throne room, the breakfast table set with various foods for not only the Queen, but her children. Anela enjoyed her corn cake, while Aki drank her morning juice. The queen faces her youngest daughter and her middle son, the presence of her eldest heiress being missed.

“Where is Y/n?” The woman's voice breaks the calm silence of the morning.

“Training, Your Highness…” His faithful advisor, Nali, responds.

“How does this girl think about training without at least eating something?” the queen asked worriedly.

“She ate, my queen. It was in the kitchen in the early hours of the morning.”

“How active your sister is sometimes worries me, honestly.”

“You should be used to it by now…” Aki smiled at her sister’s antics.

“She will be a great queen, but she still needs to learn to be careful with herself.” Anela shrugged.

A few more moments of silence followed, before Nali received a message from the imperial guards.

"My queen? Shuri Udaku, ruler of Wakanda has just arrived at the border.”

“Is the queen of Wakanda here?” Anela sighed excitedly.

“Why are you so excited, girl?” Aki grumbled.

“Maybe because the queen of the most powerful kingdom on Earth is here?”

“You forget that we are also on this podium, don’t you?” Akiza rolled her eyes. “After all, what is she doing here, mom?”

“Shuri requested a meeting with me two days ago.” The black woman responded as she stood up. “Let it in, Nali. And please clear the table.”

“But I'm not finished yet…” Aki sighed dissatisfiedly.

“Who told you to fool around with food?” Anela sneered.

Soon the queen of Baku found herself sitting on her throne, her two sons at her side and once again, without the presence of the heir to the throne. It didn't take long for the vibranium doors to open and the queen of Wakanda entered with all her confidence.

Shuri admired the kingdom of Baku, from the outside of her ship, it could be seen that the unknown kingdom a year ago was not far from what would be Wakanda. Huge technological buildings and houses with futuristic design surrounded the then Baku castle. The queen of Wakanda was taken towards the throne room as soon as they landed. Walking through the doors, which Shuri did not fail to notice were made of vibranium, into the huge hall, Shuri looked at the queen of Baku, the woman was wearing gold and brown clothes, extremely well cut and aligned, her wrinkles and her expression of seriousness and confidence reminded her of her late mother. The queen had a crown that resembled those of Pharaohs, her golden throne, necklaces, the entire enclosure, would resemble objects from the culture of ancient Egypt. Something that heightened curiosity to discover this new kingdom whose existence no one knew about before. He then noticed, at his side, two teenagers, who according to his research should be Princess Anela and Prince Aki.

“Your Highness…” Shuri greeted, her eyes staring intently at the woman in front of her.

“Queen Shuri…” the Queen of Baku waved back. “To what do I owe the honor of visiting the ruler of Wakanda?”

A little hesitantly, Shuri sighed before saying the following words. “I came here to ask for your daughter’s hand as a wife.”

Direct and firm. Shuri watched as surprise appeared on the faces of the queen and her children. Mainly your children.

“Did I hear you right?” The woman on the throne slowly stood up. “Are you asking for my daughter’s hand? But which one?”

“Y/n, your first daughter.” Shuri continued confidently.

The Queen of Wakanda was surprised that she wasn't expelled within the next thirty seconds. This meant that the queen could consider the proposal.

"Do you know her? Have you ever seen her?” The queen asked curiously.

“No, Your Highness.”

“Then why do you want to marry my daughter?”

“My subjects want me to marry, but to someone who deserves the crown of Wakanda. There is no one better than the heiress of your kingdom, who has the same principles and coincidentally the same vibranium.” Shuri didn't plan on stalling with her proposal. The objectives were obvious, there is nothing to dispute. Even the Queen of Baku knew this. “It would be a perfect alliance, the two most powerful kingdoms together.”

The Queen of Baku considered the idea for a moment. The eyes looked at Shuri with even amusement. Everyone in the room was impressed with that woman's courage, perhaps not what Shuri thought, however. Only someone so brave would make such a proposal to the crown princess of the throne.

“Unfortunately, I am not a queen who decides who her children will marry…” The woman began, her face serious as she stared at the Panther. “This is Y/n’s decision alone. However, what I can do is introduce youtwoand you ask her the question directly. I can’t guarantee she’ll accept it, far from it, but who knows, maybe you’ll be lucky, darling.”

The woman sat down again, but not before asking Nali to call you. Her brothers stared at Shuri with mocking smiles, the same thought about the humiliation the princess was about to go through for daring to ask for her hand out of the blue.

It doesn't take long for you to appear. The doors open to reveal her beautiful and glorious figure. A two-piece burnt brown cloth covered her body, her upper part was covered by a brown leather skin-tight top, leaving her shoulders uncovered, reaching halfway down her abdomen. A linen battle skirt hugged her waist, with a larger tie across her thighs. Her feet are bare, soft hazel skin glistening with sweat, African braids loose and falling down her bare shoulders. You stared at Shuri with intense black eyes, assessing her casual but elegant clothes, African cloth pants with a shirt in the same style, African designs in gold, a haircut shaved on the sides letting her curls fall into her face. His disinterested gaze wandered vaguely over the slender curves of the unknown but well-known woman.

“Did the queen call me?” her voice was delicate like honey, if her beauty had previously made Shuri interested, her voice only amplified this interest even more.

"Yes. This is Shuri Udaku, queen of Wakanda.” The Queen of Baku waved her daughter closer while pointing at Shuri. “Shuri came to us to make a bold proposal.”

"A proposal?" You raised your eyebrow suspiciously.

"A proposal. Mostly you, actually.” The queen smiled amusedly. “Can you repeat your proposal, Your Highness?”

"Sim claro." Shuri suspirou nervosamente para ela olhar. "Vim pedir o seu casamento, Princess S/n."

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[neftisautora]

Você, Você, Você

POV: This short chapter is part of a book of imagines I have on Wattpad. You can find my profile at the link below. I would like to know if you enjoy this chapter as I am considering creating a series based on it. I am also Brazilian, so most of my works are in Portuguese, but I am sure we can figure something out if you are interested. <33

Link: https://www.wattpad.com/user/_neftisautora

Warning: so, it's delicate…

Some would say having Natasha Romanoff in love with you would be wonderful… Perhaps, yes. Natasha is beautiful, intelligent, charming, interesting, stunningly attractive, delicate, affectionate to those she loves…

Natasha has many characteristics.

Natasha is also: cold, calculating, dangerous, fatally attractive;

Natasha has many characteristics…

You don't know her, in the most literal way possible. But she knows you. She knows that you usually leave home forty minutes early to get to work on time, even though it's only a fifteen-minute drive away; she knows you like to visit a Brazilian cafe before heading to work because it brings you closer to your home country; she knows you prefer to cook your own food, even when running late, regardless of whether you have lunch or dinner too late.

Things she would know by observing you from the building next to yours, but there are even more intimate things she knows about you that you may not even realize. When you overthink and start making subtle hand movements: from simply raising your fingers, to the pen you often twirl between them; you just need to move them, whatever it may be. You never noticed your own nervous tic.

You, you, you.

Natasha admires that you can sometimes be a stone without emotion, but inside you have a huge heart. Natasha knows everything about you. About you studying psychology in college but not pursuing the profession; about your last relationship that went wrong because the guy was a aggressive idiotic sexist who hurt you - she took care of him; about your friendships, from fake to true; the death of your father; about you working two jobs to support yourself and send money to your mother…

Ultimately, every gesture, every action, every feeling that came from you simply left Natasha amazed and more in love with you. Every simple movement.

And perhaps, having a certain redhead in love with you may not be a wonder in your life…

#natasha romanoff x reader #dark natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff fanfic #natasha romanoff #natasha x reader #natasha romanoff x s/n #natasha romanoff x you #black widow x reader #natasha romanoff imagine

[neftisautora]

Você, Você, Você

POV: This short chapter is part of a book of imagines I have on Wattpad. You can find my profile at the link below. I would like to know if you enjoy this chapter as I am considering creating a series based on it. I am also Brazilian, so most of my works are in Portuguese, but I am sure we can figure something out if you are interested. <33

Link: https://www.wattpad.com/user/_neftisautora

Warning: so, it's delicate…

Some would say having Natasha Romanoff in love with you would be wonderful… Perhaps, yes. Natasha is beautiful, intelligent, charming, interesting, stunningly attractive, delicate, affectionate to those she loves…

Natasha has many characteristics.

Natasha is also: cold, calculating, dangerous, fatally attractive;

Natasha has many characteristics…

You don't know her, in the most literal way possible. But she knows you. She knows that you usually leave home forty minutes early to get to work on time, even though it's only a fifteen-minute drive away; she knows you like to visit a Brazilian cafe before heading to work because it brings you closer to your home country; she knows you prefer to cook your own food, even when running late, regardless of whether you have lunch or dinner too late.

Things she would know by observing you from the building next to yours, but there are even more intimate things she knows about you that you may not even realize. When you overthink and start making subtle hand movements: from simply raising your fingers, to the pen you often twirl between them; you just need to move them, whatever it may be. You never noticed your own nervous tic.

You, you, you.

Natasha admires that you can sometimes be a stone without emotion, but inside you have a huge heart. Natasha knows everything about you. About you studying psychology in college but not pursuing the profession; about your last relationship that went wrong because the guy was a aggressive idiotic sexist who hurt you - she took care of him; about your friendships, from fake to true; the death of your father; about you working two jobs to support yourself and send money to your mother…

Ultimately, every gesture, every action, every feeling that came from you simply left Natasha amazed and more in love with you. Every simple movement.

And perhaps, having a certain redhead in love with you may not be a wonder in your life…

#natasha romanoff x reader #dark natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff fanfic #natasha romanoff #natasha x reader #natasha romanoff x s/n #natasha romanoff x you #black widow x reader #natasha romanoff imagine