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shurisasthmaticgf · 3 months
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daughter of hades blk! reader ⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆
summary: you arrive to camp half-blood and are the only topic of conversation. rumors already circulate catching the attention of one particular cabin which means you now have a problem with one specific girl. everyone is dying to know who your father is but you're trying to protect your identity unsure of what will come when he claims you as his own. what nobody expected was it all to happen on your very first night.
character list: hades daughter! reader, clarisse, grover, percy, annabeth, male oc (briefly)
warnings: swearing, fighting, mentioned parent loss, clarisse is a bitch
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You dragged your feet along the dirt pathway that led back towards the open grass training grounds of the camp. The other campers were enjoying their night after a long game of capture the flag you missed by a day. You were slightly appreciative that you got to camp when you did because fighting off a fury and minotaur in one day was enough. The entire idea of this place was just peculiar to you but you’d seen much stranger on the New York subways back home. One minute you were walking home from school half an hour after it began because some girl in your class lied and said you punched her. The next minute some winged lady with a bad pixie cut was trying to kill you. Not even three hours later, a minotaur nearly succeeded in the fury’s failed task. 
Upon your arrival people were interested to know who the new girl was that escaped the minotaur's clutches. Rumors began to circulate that you were a daughter of Poseidon because of the minotaur fight. According to one of the girls in your cabin, a demigod named Percy killed a minotaur on his first night at camp and got claimed as Poseidon's first son shortly after. Since you’d also “defeated” a minotaur in everyone else’s eyes that meant to them that maybe you too were a child of Poseidon. Everyone seemed to like that narrative except one cluster of Ares children that had been eyeing you all day in way that felt a lot less than admiration. It didn’t help that the rumors followed your every step and grabbed more attention the longer you stayed in the open. 
You had only made it a few steps outside of Hermes cabin and the amount of stares you were getting made your skin crawl. Just as you were about to give up on trying to make it to dinner, a familiar face appeared in front of you. The satyr greeted you, “Hey you’re outside again. I was coming to invite you to dinner. Oh and I made you something in arts & crafts.” He pulled a small crown of yellow and white dandelions from behind his back and placed it on your head gently. You couldn’t help but smile at the gesture, “Thank you, Grover. It’s beautiful.” The satyr stuck out his wrist proudly and said, “It matches mine too. Usually Annabeth and Percy are here to match with us too but they’re not coming back until late tonight so you’ll have to wait to meet them.” You weren’t sure if you were looking forward to meeting this Percy guy based on the fact that an entire cabin hated his guts and now you for even being associated with him. 
As you followed Grover down the cabin step you eyed the other teenagers around you before meeting his gaze nervously and he glanced down at your right hand. Grover stared for a minute then said, “I don’t think the axe is helping.” He chuckled and reached for the axe but you pulled away before he could touch you or the weapon. There was an awkward silence before he told you warmly, “You have nothing to worry about y/n. you are safe now okay? It’s just dinner time and it’s taco tuesday. So I’ll take this and you get some food, and we can sit outside on the beach away from everyone else. Deal?” You nodded and swatted his hand away when he reached for your axe again, this time he asked, “Then how about you put it back?” You followed his instructions and closed the cabin door behind you before he led you off to the dining hall. 
You picked at the last taco on your plate as Grover sat beside you and asked, “So do you think you know…” There was no point in letting him finish so you spoke up, “No. Daddy never told me or gave me hints about who he really was..."
Now that was a complete lie.
Truthfully, you did have an idea of who your father could be but there was no tangible evidence. The only lead you really had was poorly remembered dreams from your childhood. The dreams depicted you sitting on a throne of bones guarded by three vicious dogs with countless dead soldiers at your feet. Glittering obsidian and midnight blue marbling lined the throne room and the smell of bakhoor, incense, and spices clung to the back of your throat from your father's timeless cologne. As a child you recall him calling you "my little goddess" and teaching you that darkness and the dead were nothing to fear. As you grew older you realized that you truly were the only thing that mattered to him which is why you stayed out of sight for so long. He gave you the hints long ago but you never wanted to believe they were true. Especially after you arrived at camp to see that there wasn't even a cabin for your suspected father.
Grover continued staring at you prompting you to continue speaking, "Some could say Ares because I was always hot-tempered and starting trouble as a kid but…could have just been the absent father- dead mother thing? The Ares kids here aren’t my type of people.”
Grover nodded along and asked curiously, “Where’s the axe from?” You shrugged and answered, “I found it in my house as a kid. My grandpa was a huge nerd about that kind of stuff and used to collect and sell things like swords and knives and my grandma said it was probably just another collectible he didn’t sell before he died. As a kid I always thought daddy left it behind for me, kinda like a gift.”
The sound of a twig snapping drew both of your attention to a boy who was cautiously making his way to you both. Grover beamed and waved him over, “Ezra, hey!” The satyr turned to you and continued, “Y/n this is Ezra, son of Demeter.” You gave a genuine smile and the boy who looked around your age relaxed more and responded, “Nice to meet you.” The young demigod was fairly tall around 5’11 and his thick black locs with their puffy roots added an extra inch or two. Assorted colors of beads adorned each loc on his head right at the ends or the middle. He smelled of earl grey and cucumber in a subtle way that complemented the shades of green in his outfit and headscarf. Ezra stuck his thumb back towards the rest of camp, “Percy and Annabeth are back, and they’re looking for you.” Grover lit up and said, “Thanks man, I’ll be right over.” The demigod waved to you before disappearing down the path back towards camp. The satyr beside you excitedly stood up, “Percy and Annabeth are the ones I told you about. I know they’ll wanna meet you let’s go- wait. On second thought I’ll bring them to you, just stay here and I’ll be right back.” Before you could even say that you didn’t want to meet anymore new faces, Grover was already running back towards camp leaving you alone looking over the beach once again. 
The peace and quiet lasted no more than three seconds because through the lapping of gentle waves a chorus of amused whispers and snickers behind you. The same group of Ares kids that had been eying you like a meal since the moment you arrived crowded around you. The ringleader of the pack you’d recognized as Clarisse, pushed you with the blunt end of her spear. The thick, chocolate brown ringlets that framed her face swung back and forth with her laughter as she looked at you laying on the ground with food spilled on your t-shirt. She laughed along with her cabin siblings and murmured, “Pathetic.” The end of her spear pressed further against your sternum making it slightly harder to breathe in. A smile tugged at the corner of her lips when you remained silent, “What? Cat got your tongue? ‘Cause you sure had a lot to say a minute ago.”
Clarisse kicked the retracted bo staff that you owned, in its current form it was no longer than a roll of quarters. Your fingers reached for it, opening and closing them desperately but stopped immediately when her foot pressed them into the dirt. one of her brothers mocked you in a whiny tone, “You think Daddy weft you a widdle gift?” He high fived Clarisse and laughed before she crouched down and grabbed you by the collar so your faces were merely inches apart. Clarisse hissed with words laced of venom and hatred, “Nobodies like you don’t get gifts from the gods. We all know you’re not one of the big three so why lie to everyone about it?  You think you’re all special because you lied about fighting a minotaur and killing a fury? Lying about being Poseidon's kid?” You rapidly shook your head, “I never lied because I never said any of that.” She let out a laugh and continued, “Gods this is too good, too easy…let’s get one thing straight right now though. You’ll always just be a lonely little nobody. And I know for a fact your Daddy will never claim you as his own because you’re weak. That’s why you hide behind that little satyr all day, your little protector. But where is he now? Huh? Nobody’s here to protect you now.” She plucked the flower crown from your head and threw it aside allowing one of her siblings to stomp it into the dirt. 
Anger coursed through your veins and your eyes filled with a fiery rage you hadn’t felt since your family fell apart when you were eight. You gritted your teeth together and tightened your jaw then without thinking, you leaned forward and spat directly into her face. The crowd of siblings had grown to a larger group of nosey teenagers that oo’ed as as Clarisse let go of your t-shirt and let your head fall back onto the ground with a thud. The young demigod flipped her prized spear in her hand and pointed it directly beneath your chin by your throat. The very tip of it electrified and glowed a fiery red only a millimeter from touching your skin which made you swallow thickly. For only a second pure fear flashed across your face which was enough for Clarisse to know she was winning already. A sinister smile crept onto her face and you pressed your head back further into the earth, begging to the skies above for someone, anyone to help.
Your eyes fluttered closed and you heard a deep voice in the distance, “Hit the ground.” The voice was familiar of someone you knew but couldn’t quite remember. Nevertheless, you followed the command and balled your free hand into a fist before bringing down against the hard dirt and gravel covered earth. The force of your fist fractured the ground beneath Clarisse and her siblings' feet causing them to stumble back. The retracted bo staff rolled back into your grasp which you held in one hand. with the other, you reached for her spear and snatched it from her grip whilst spinning it back so the pointed end now faced her and her siblings who were lying on the ground. You took a step back and twirled the spear in your hands for show then threw it to the side which she immediately scrambled to pick up.
Of the six Ares blood teenagers, three of them were on the ground unconscious while the other two staggered to their feet ready to fight back. You quickly extended your bo staff and whipped it across your body knocking one of the boys back before swinging it quickly in an X formation knocking out the girl beside him. Bringing the staff once more across your torso then over your shoulder and around your head, you knocked the boy out as well leaving Clarisse the only one standing. 
Clarisse stood more angry than before now knowing that you were stronger than you looked, proving that she now had competition. Her cheeks felt hot as other campers watched the two of you standing before one another clearly questioning if she was going to be the one that walked away tonight. One of the smaller kids you recognized from Hermes cabin threw you the shield he owned. You nodded to him as a thank you and took a step back. Clarisse watched as you brushed one of your thick twists out of your face and raised an eyebrow which pissed her off more. Why weren’t you struggling? Why weren’t you afraid?  The idea of you winning pissed her off the more she stood there which was enough for her to lunge forward with her spear. You held up the shield and caught the body of the spear in your hand and turned around to try and slip it from her grasp. The girl pushed you trying to shake it from your grip and when you held on tighter she huffed and threw you forward not realizing her most prized possession would be thrown with you. Crackling and hissing sounds filled your ears the moment your back hit the ground and knocked the wind from your chest. Clarisse looked at the half of her spear left in her hand while the pointed end was still lodged into the shield in your palm. Blood curdling screams echoed throughout the entire camp and everything seemed to still around you as the teenage girl stared in horror. You walked over to her and pushed her back with your shield before she could run up on you. She hit the ground once more and you snatched the other part of her spear from between the arm hold. All of your thoughts were clouded with anger as her words rushed back through your memory once more. 
You climbed on top of her with each of your legs on a side of her waist so you were hovering above her torso with a smile far from friendly. You held one of her arms down with your knee while the other was trapped beneath her torso but she didn’t even try to fight you back anymore. She watched with her eyes now full of fear as you held the sharp end of her broken spear beside her face, dragging the tip of the blade on her skin but not hard enough to cause harm. You placed the tip underneath her chin so she was forced to meet your gaze, but a sudden cloud of darkness fell over you both. The curtain of shadows engulfed the two of you which took your focus from Clarisse long enough for her to free her arm and push you off of her. The shadows rose as you made your way onto your feet and stepped away from the crowd that had formed. The feeling of your heart pounding in your chest seemed to be the only thing you could focus on as the dark clouds fell from your head to surrounding your feet. When you could finally see ahead of you all that was there was the ocean, same as before. 
“Y/N!” Grover’s voice broke through the crowd as he manuvered through campers and stared at you with darkness and shadows pooling at your feet. A girl with deep umber skin and black waist length box braids stood beside him and a pale, freckle- faced boy with a mess of blonde curls that brought out his ocean blue eyes. The three of them along with every other camper and Chiron who followed the crowd stared up above your head. You looked up to see a long royal blue and obsidian bident, a black snake coiling up the body with two navy prongs pointed towards the sky at the top. A glow of midnight blue surrounded the bident and illuminated around you. It lowered into your hand and the weight brought a smile to your face as you felt a wave of pride in knowing what this meant. 
Chiron’s voice bellowed, “You have been claimed by Hades. King of the Dead. God of the Underworld. Y/N L/N.”
You turned to face Grover and his two friends with a sweet smile on your face as if you didn't just kick a whole cabin of demigods asses. "Hey I'm Y/N, daughter of Hades. Nice to meet you both." The blonde boy you knew to be Percy just stood with his mouth agape until the girl elbowed him. He scratched the back of his head and said, "Hi, I'm Percy." You smiled and shook his hand while the girl gave you a head nod, "Annabeth." Grover looked past you and motioned to the Ares kids on the ground, "You did all that?" Looking over your shoulder you saw some of them were now coming back to and you turned back unfazed, "More or less." Annabeth slung her arm over your shoulder and led you along with her two other friends away from everyone else, "Yeah I like you. We're gonna get along well I think."
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authors note: i saw a lot of people posting their own fics about pjo so i thought i'd give it a try. i'm new to this franchise and i've only watched the show and movies. but i'm starting to read the books now so this is what i've come up with using the stuff i've seen, read, googled, etc. please be kind if there's something 'inaccurate' bc im still new to this!
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Hey! Could you do some headcanons about Clarisse x daughter of hades reader? I don't see much of this dynamic on this platform, and honestly, I would really like children of Hades to be more represented 🫤
(Btw, I love your work! your writing is beautiful 🫶🏻)
Clarisse daiting HCs with a daughter of Hades! S/O
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Clarisse didnt think too much of you at first, you werent the first forbidden kid and you wouldnt be the last, so she didnt bother paying attention to you since you kept to yourself
She only started noticing you after you two went on a mission alone, at first you two didnt talk at all but after some time you started a conversation with her
Clarisse found you intresting, you were probably one of the most powerful demigods at camp yet you never showed off, prefering to be alone
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Ever since your mission you two started talking more often, over time both of you grew feelings for each other and you ended up confessing
Clarisse and yours relationship is quite private, since you two dont really like to show affection in public, but behimd closed doors you two are much more lovely dovely
The Ares cabin likes you, your the only one able to keep Clarisse in check, while they dont mind her beating up other campers they prefere not to get beaten up by her
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shurisasthmaticgf · 3 months
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cooking up a lil sumn sumn pjo related again! requests are open if anyone wants to send anything in before i post what i have tho <3
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shurisasthmaticgf · 3 months
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trying to read the percy jackson novels rn is not the move cuz why are they checked out online and at every library around me 😭😭😭 ive literally had to resort to PDFs online 💀
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shurisasthmaticgf · 3 months
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daughter of hades blk! reader ⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆
summary: you arrive to camp half-blood and are the only topic of conversation. rumors already circulate catching the attention of one particular cabin which means you now have a problem with one specific girl. everyone is dying to know who your father is but you're trying to protect your identity unsure of what will come when he claims you as his own. what nobody expected was it all to happen on your very first night.
character list: hades daughter! reader, clarisse, grover, percy, annabeth, male oc (briefly)
warnings: swearing, fighting, mentioned parent loss, clarisse is a bitch
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You dragged your feet along the dirt pathway that led back towards the open grass training grounds of the camp. The other campers were enjoying their night after a long game of capture the flag you missed by a day. You were slightly appreciative that you got to camp when you did because fighting off a fury and minotaur in one day was enough. The entire idea of this place was just peculiar to you but you’d seen much stranger on the New York subways back home. One minute you were walking home from school half an hour after it began because some girl in your class lied and said you punched her. The next minute some winged lady with a bad pixie cut was trying to kill you. Not even three hours later, a minotaur nearly succeeded in the fury’s failed task. 
Upon your arrival people were interested to know who the new girl was that escaped the minotaur's clutches. Rumors began to circulate that you were a daughter of Poseidon because of the minotaur fight. According to one of the girls in your cabin, a demigod named Percy killed a minotaur on his first night at camp and got claimed as Poseidon's first son shortly after. Since you’d also “defeated” a minotaur in everyone else’s eyes that meant to them that maybe you too were a child of Poseidon. Everyone seemed to like that narrative except one cluster of Ares children that had been eyeing you all day in way that felt a lot less than admiration. It didn’t help that the rumors followed your every step and grabbed more attention the longer you stayed in the open. 
You had only made it a few steps outside of Hermes cabin and the amount of stares you were getting made your skin crawl. Just as you were about to give up on trying to make it to dinner, a familiar face appeared in front of you. The satyr greeted you, “Hey you’re outside again. I was coming to invite you to dinner. Oh and I made you something in arts & crafts.” He pulled a small crown of yellow and white dandelions from behind his back and placed it on your head gently. You couldn’t help but smile at the gesture, “Thank you, Grover. It’s beautiful.” The satyr stuck out his wrist proudly and said, “It matches mine too. Usually Annabeth and Percy are here to match with us too but they’re not coming back until late tonight so you’ll have to wait to meet them.” You weren’t sure if you were looking forward to meeting this Percy guy based on the fact that an entire cabin hated his guts and now you for even being associated with him. 
As you followed Grover down the cabin step you eyed the other teenagers around you before meeting his gaze nervously and he glanced down at your right hand. Grover stared for a minute then said, “I don’t think the axe is helping.” He chuckled and reached for the axe but you pulled away before he could touch you or the weapon. There was an awkward silence before he told you warmly, “You have nothing to worry about y/n. you are safe now okay? It’s just dinner time and it’s taco tuesday. So I’ll take this and you get some food, and we can sit outside on the beach away from everyone else. Deal?” You nodded and swatted his hand away when he reached for your axe again, this time he asked, “Then how about you put it back?” You followed his instructions and closed the cabin door behind you before he led you off to the dining hall. 
You picked at the last taco on your plate as Grover sat beside you and asked, “So do you think you know…” There was no point in letting him finish so you spoke up, “No. Daddy never told me or gave me hints about who he really was..."
Now that was a complete lie.
Truthfully, you did have an idea of who your father could be but there was no tangible evidence. The only lead you really had was poorly remembered dreams from your childhood. The dreams depicted you sitting on a throne of bones guarded by three vicious dogs with countless dead soldiers at your feet. Glittering obsidian and midnight blue marbling lined the throne room and the smell of bakhoor, incense, and spices clung to the back of your throat from your father's timeless cologne. As a child you recall him calling you "my little goddess" and teaching you that darkness and the dead were nothing to fear. As you grew older you realized that you truly were the only thing that mattered to him which is why you stayed out of sight for so long. He gave you the hints long ago but you never wanted to believe they were true. Especially after you arrived at camp to see that there wasn't even a cabin for your suspected father.
Grover continued staring at you prompting you to continue speaking, "Some could say Ares because I was always hot-tempered and starting trouble as a kid but…could have just been the absent father- dead mother thing? The Ares kids here aren’t my type of people.”
Grover nodded along and asked curiously, “Where’s the axe from?” You shrugged and answered, “I found it in my house as a kid. My grandpa was a huge nerd about that kind of stuff and used to collect and sell things like swords and knives and my grandma said it was probably just another collectible he didn’t sell before he died. As a kid I always thought daddy left it behind for me, kinda like a gift.”
The sound of a twig snapping drew both of your attention to a boy who was cautiously making his way to you both. Grover beamed and waved him over, “Ezra, hey!” The satyr turned to you and continued, “Y/n this is Ezra, son of Demeter.” You gave a genuine smile and the boy who looked around your age relaxed more and responded, “Nice to meet you.” The young demigod was fairly tall around 5’11 and his thick black locs with their puffy roots added an extra inch or two. Assorted colors of beads adorned each loc on his head right at the ends or the middle. He smelled of earl grey and cucumber in a subtle way that complemented the shades of green in his outfit and headscarf. Ezra stuck his thumb back towards the rest of camp, “Percy and Annabeth are back, and they’re looking for you.” Grover lit up and said, “Thanks man, I’ll be right over.” The demigod waved to you before disappearing down the path back towards camp. The satyr beside you excitedly stood up, “Percy and Annabeth are the ones I told you about. I know they’ll wanna meet you let’s go- wait. On second thought I’ll bring them to you, just stay here and I’ll be right back.” Before you could even say that you didn’t want to meet anymore new faces, Grover was already running back towards camp leaving you alone looking over the beach once again. 
The peace and quiet lasted no more than three seconds because through the lapping of gentle waves a chorus of amused whispers and snickers behind you. The same group of Ares kids that had been eying you like a meal since the moment you arrived crowded around you. The ringleader of the pack you’d recognized as Clarisse, pushed you with the blunt end of her spear. The thick, chocolate brown ringlets that framed her face swung back and forth with her laughter as she looked at you laying on the ground with food spilled on your t-shirt. She laughed along with her cabin siblings and murmured, “Pathetic.” The end of her spear pressed further against your sternum making it slightly harder to breathe in. A smile tugged at the corner of her lips when you remained silent, “What? Cat got your tongue? ‘Cause you sure had a lot to say a minute ago.”
Clarisse kicked the retracted bo staff that you owned, in its current form it was no longer than a roll of quarters. Your fingers reached for it, opening and closing them desperately but stopped immediately when her foot pressed them into the dirt. one of her brothers mocked you in a whiny tone, “You think Daddy weft you a widdle gift?” He high fived Clarisse and laughed before she crouched down and grabbed you by the collar so your faces were merely inches apart. Clarisse hissed with words laced of venom and hatred, “Nobodies like you don’t get gifts from the gods. We all know you’re not one of the big three so why lie to everyone about it?  You think you’re all special because you lied about fighting a minotaur and killing a fury? Lying about being Poseidon's kid?” You rapidly shook your head, “I never lied because I never said any of that.” She let out a laugh and continued, “Gods this is too good, too easy…let’s get one thing straight right now though. You’ll always just be a lonely little nobody. And I know for a fact your Daddy will never claim you as his own because you’re weak. That’s why you hide behind that little satyr all day, your little protector. But where is he now? Huh? Nobody’s here to protect you now.” She plucked the flower crown from your head and threw it aside allowing one of her siblings to stomp it into the dirt. 
Anger coursed through your veins and your eyes filled with a fiery rage you hadn’t felt since your family fell apart when you were eight. You gritted your teeth together and tightened your jaw then without thinking, you leaned forward and spat directly into her face. The crowd of siblings had grown to a larger group of nosey teenagers that oo’ed as as Clarisse let go of your t-shirt and let your head fall back onto the ground with a thud. The young demigod flipped her prized spear in her hand and pointed it directly beneath your chin by your throat. The very tip of it electrified and glowed a fiery red only a millimeter from touching your skin which made you swallow thickly. For only a second pure fear flashed across your face which was enough for Clarisse to know she was winning already. A sinister smile crept onto her face and you pressed your head back further into the earth, begging to the skies above for someone, anyone to help.
Your eyes fluttered closed and you heard a deep voice in the distance, “Hit the ground.” The voice was familiar of someone you knew but couldn’t quite remember. Nevertheless, you followed the command and balled your free hand into a fist before bringing down against the hard dirt and gravel covered earth. The force of your fist fractured the ground beneath Clarisse and her siblings' feet causing them to stumble back. The retracted bo staff rolled back into your grasp which you held in one hand. with the other, you reached for her spear and snatched it from her grip whilst spinning it back so the pointed end now faced her and her siblings who were lying on the ground. You took a step back and twirled the spear in your hands for show then threw it to the side which she immediately scrambled to pick up.
Of the six Ares blood teenagers, three of them were on the ground unconscious while the other two staggered to their feet ready to fight back. You quickly extended your bo staff and whipped it across your body knocking one of the boys back before swinging it quickly in an X formation knocking out the girl beside him. Bringing the staff once more across your torso then over your shoulder and around your head, you knocked the boy out as well leaving Clarisse the only one standing. 
Clarisse stood more angry than before now knowing that you were stronger than you looked, proving that she now had competition. Her cheeks felt hot as other campers watched the two of you standing before one another clearly questioning if she was going to be the one that walked away tonight. One of the smaller kids you recognized from Hermes cabin threw you the shield he owned. You nodded to him as a thank you and took a step back. Clarisse watched as you brushed one of your thick twists out of your face and raised an eyebrow which pissed her off more. Why weren’t you struggling? Why weren’t you afraid?  The idea of you winning pissed her off the more she stood there which was enough for her to lunge forward with her spear. You held up the shield and caught the body of the spear in your hand and turned around to try and slip it from her grasp. The girl pushed you trying to shake it from your grip and when you held on tighter she huffed and threw you forward not realizing her most prized possession would be thrown with you. Crackling and hissing sounds filled your ears the moment your back hit the ground and knocked the wind from your chest. Clarisse looked at the half of her spear left in her hand while the pointed end was still lodged into the shield in your palm. Blood curdling screams echoed throughout the entire camp and everything seemed to still around you as the teenage girl stared in horror. You walked over to her and pushed her back with your shield before she could run up on you. She hit the ground once more and you snatched the other part of her spear from between the arm hold. All of your thoughts were clouded with anger as her words rushed back through your memory once more. 
You climbed on top of her with each of your legs on a side of her waist so you were hovering above her torso with a smile far from friendly. You held one of her arms down with your knee while the other was trapped beneath her torso but she didn’t even try to fight you back anymore. She watched with her eyes now full of fear as you held the sharp end of her broken spear beside her face, dragging the tip of the blade on her skin but not hard enough to cause harm. You placed the tip underneath her chin so she was forced to meet your gaze, but a sudden cloud of darkness fell over you both. The curtain of shadows engulfed the two of you which took your focus from Clarisse long enough for her to free her arm and push you off of her. The shadows rose as you made your way onto your feet and stepped away from the crowd that had formed. The feeling of your heart pounding in your chest seemed to be the only thing you could focus on as the dark clouds fell from your head to surrounding your feet. When you could finally see ahead of you all that was there was the ocean, same as before. 
“Y/N!” Grover’s voice broke through the crowd as he manuvered through campers and stared at you with darkness and shadows pooling at your feet. A girl with deep umber skin and black waist length box braids stood beside him and a pale, freckle- faced boy with a mess of blonde curls that brought out his ocean blue eyes. The three of them along with every other camper and Chiron who followed the crowd stared up above your head. You looked up to see a long royal blue and obsidian bident, a black snake coiling up the body with two navy prongs pointed towards the sky at the top. A glow of midnight blue surrounded the bident and illuminated around you. It lowered into your hand and the weight brought a smile to your face as you felt a wave of pride in knowing what this meant. 
Chiron’s voice bellowed, “You have been claimed by Hades. King of the Dead. God of the Underworld. Y/N L/N.”
You turned to face Grover and his two friends with a sweet smile on your face as if you didn't just kick a whole cabin of demigods asses. "Hey I'm Y/N, daughter of Hades. Nice to meet you both." The blonde boy you knew to be Percy just stood with his mouth agape until the girl elbowed him. He scratched the back of his head and said, "Hi, I'm Percy." You smiled and shook his hand while the girl gave you a head nod, "Annabeth." Grover looked past you and motioned to the Ares kids on the ground, "You did all that?" Looking over your shoulder you saw some of them were now coming back to and you turned back unfazed, "More or less." Annabeth slung her arm over your shoulder and led you along with her two other friends away from everyone else, "Yeah I like you. We're gonna get along well I think."
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authors note: i saw a lot of people posting their own fics about pjo so i thought i'd give it a try. i'm new to this franchise and i've only watched the show and movies. but i'm starting to read the books now so this is what i've come up with using the stuff i've seen, read, googled, etc. please be kind if there's something 'inaccurate' bc im still new to this!
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shurisasthmaticgf · 3 months
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percy jackson and the olympians masterlist
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hades daughter! reader
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shurisasthmaticgf · 3 months
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black panther // wakanda forever masterlist
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shuri
back in your arms
hold me
i just want to hear your voice
draw 8
i will do anything for you, my love
riri
shuri & riri
dating shuriri hcs
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shurisasthmaticgf · 8 months
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oh my gay ass is in heaven rn
I’ll never get over this look😭
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shurisasthmaticgf · 1 year
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i’m sawrry dawg but i be reading my stuff back in absolute disbelief bc i think it’s THAT ass 😭😭😭
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Some of y’all authors be like “I feel like what I’ve been writing is absolute trash…blah blah blah!” And then post it and it’s absolute GOLD! It’s giving very much toxic…bc y’all be lyin!
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shurisasthmaticgf · 1 year
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literally going to the store tomorrow so i can do this
There's only one way to eat Reeses. Put dem hoes in the freezer! Taste 10 times better.
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shurisasthmaticgf · 1 year
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i just want to hear your voice: shuri x black fem! reader
tw// near death, injury, ptsd, anxiety, crying, swearing (i think i got it all but if im missing anything lmk)
authors note: idk what this is like i wholeheartedly pulled this out my ass just to post sumn so yall don't unfollow or think i stopped writing...or died or sumn.
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"Y/N! HEY" shuri reached forward and pushed her fingers against your shoulder to get your attention. the distant look in your eyes as you came back to made her expression soften. the queen placed a gentle hand against your cheek as she asked, "where are you, my love?" she watched as your eyes opened and closed slowly as if your blinks were in slow motion. you pulled away from her touch and mumbled, "i'm here."
the princess watched as you rose to your feet and staggered over to your window that overlooked Golden City. thick bandages wrapped around your torso so tightly it felt like you were wearing one of those godforsaken corsets you had to wear for certain events. with a gentle hand you cradled your side as you leaned against the window.
the busy streets below made memories of sneaking out and visiting food stalls and buzzing marketplaces rush back to the forefront of your mind. so many early mornings that you spent before training, just watching the sunrise from roofs of the tallest buildings with shuri by your side. countless nights of slipping away when everyone was asleep to introduce your school friends to shuri before partying until the sun rose again. all of those memories before the world truly knew wakanda's name, and before you earned the title of the Dora Milaje.
fast forward to now where the entire world knows of wakanda, and the entire nation was nearly ripped apart at the hands of the talokan. you were thrust full force into duties before you thought you would be, having turned twenty the night before namor attacked the city. little did you know that the next morning you would be the one that saved the lives of the queen and the american scientist that unintentionally screwed everything up:
you had been standing guard at your normal post outside of the palace. when you got word that the city was under attack, you were dispatched to protect the other citizens while more trained dora protected the queen and riri inside. although being highly trained in combat, you had already taken heavy beatings when you saw your kimoyo beads illuminate purple.
water clogged your ears and you could barely hear shuri instructing you to go and protect her mother and new friend, over the screams in the street. adrenaline coursed through your veins and pushed you to sprint through the definite broken ankle and leg you already sustained. the huge gash on your side nearly went unnoticed through the rush of it all. with shaking fingers you pulled a kimoyo bead and pushed it into your bleeding flesh, your stomach churning at the sight of the small sphere being nearly swallowed by the wound. yet, you pushed on as the only thing on your mind was protecting the woman who cared for you since childhood, and the young genius who was only a year younger than you.
as you started sprinting you couldn't take your eyes off of the panels of celling to floor windows that lined the entire front of the palace. you frantically pressed at the buttons on your kimoyo beads in a specific sequence that overrode the security panel until you passed through them. it saved time in getting upstairs to the queen and the american teenager that were unknowingly the target of an attack. shuri remained on the line and you tried to hide the fear in your voice as you ran further down the corridor, "It's okay I'm almost-"
suddenly you felt the entire palace shook beneath your feet and a deafening boom rang through your ears. The doors of the palace room flew open from the force and your connection to shuri ended with static. shards of glass and a sharp spray of water blew into your face and stung your skin. the impact made you stumble back a few steps into the wall behind you. when you opened your eyes, covering your face with a hand you realized why you couldn’t see the queen and the teenager. a scream of pure horror ripped from your throat as you ran inside to see the glass floors were demolished and flooded with water.
"MAMA!" you screamed with hot tears streaming down your face as you dragged your feet through the shallow water that pooled at the entrance of the throne room. there was no hesitation before you dove into the darkened depths of the ice cold trench of a floor. with minimal light it was hard to see anything but a flash of movement a meter below you pulled your attention. a head of silver hair came into view, then a hand pushing the woman through the water. you kicked as fast as you could, slowly losing breath with every move. Her hand met yours and you wrapped it around your shoulder. with every ounce of energy and adrenaline you had left, you pushed the queen and the teenager to the surface above.
searing pain burned through your chest as you ran out of oxygen, your nose peeking through the surface just to slip back under a second later. muted wheezes and coughs were the last thing you heard before your eyes fell shut and the world went silent.
"Y/N! Y/N- LET ME GO! LET ME-" shuri's panicked shrieks became louder for a second before you lurched forward with a wheeze. you rolled onto your side limply to choke out the water that was forced out of your chest suddenly. air rushed into your lungs just to be rejected with each desperate breath you took, forceful coughs and wheezes sputtered from your throat harshly. water dripped from your nose and ears, everything burned inside as you gripped okoye’s arm with a clenched fist. when you were finally able to take a complete breath, your eyes started to droop and your body felt like a bag of rocks. suddenly, you felt yourself falling back and once again everything went black.
the hand shuri placed on your back made you jump slightly and she soothed just above a whisper, "hey hey it's okay. it's just me, bhabha~ baby." your shoulders visably relaxed and you bitterly asked, "why are you here? i know you had a meeting at this hour." shuri sucked in a breath and let out a sigh, she knew you'd be like this. ever since everything happened you had been distant and colder than normal to everyone. including the nurses and doctors that were in charge of your recovery which resulted in it taking much longer than normal, especially because your wounds weren't all physical.
the princess told you, "mother excused me from the meetings. the doctor told us that you haven't been cooperating for treatment." your gaze dropped from the window and you swallowed thickly before stating, "so they think sending you up here to babysit me will make me do what they want?" when shuri was silent you scoffed in annoyance, "i assumed as much. and it won't work so you can save your time and just leave."
shuri slipped her hand behind your waist and she gently coaxed, "what is the problem, darling." you shrugged and said as coolly as you could to disguise the tremor in your voice, "nothing. i am just not in the mood to see the doctors today." when your gaze crossed with shuri's you noticed her brows knitted together and the stoic look on her face.
fuck.
your girlfriend let out a hum of disapproval and rejection then a simple, "uyaxoka~ you're lying." shuri learned all of your tells before you both turned eight. she could read you like a book and you could do the same, which is how she knew there was more to it than you were letting on.
shuri lifted your chin with her finger and you faced her as she asked once more, "intoni ingxakhi~ what's wrong?" you bit the corner of your lip then decided to cut the shit and actually answer her questions.
you admitted in a whisper, "i have to bathe..."
shuri leaned closer to you and you repeated yourself once again, this time with a quivering voice, "they told me i have to take a bath." you shrugged shuri's other hand off of your shoulder then walked back to your bed. while sitting on the edge, you toyed with your fingers anxiously under the princess' gaze. she crossed the room and knelt before you with her hands on your knees, "i need you to talk to me so i can understand how to help you, my love."
you kept your eyes fixated on your lap and quietly rambled, "the water...i- i can' t- they'll make me get in the water and i can't- shuri i can't. it's like i'm there again and i feel like- i feel like i can't breathe and all i think about is that day and just...don't make me , shuri please don't make me..." your voice tapered off into sobs as shuri embraced you in a hug that you didn't pull away from. she shushed you quietly as she held you close, your fingers gripping the back of her top as if you were scared of letting her go.
nearly an hour later you had managed to get into the bathroom and you sat in the half full bathtub. a thin sheet of plastic covered the stitches on your side to prevent them from getting wet. despite the doctor's desperate efforts to use the usual wakandan healing methods, you never cooperated long enough to let them work. even with stitches instead of some medical grade vibranium treatment, you already had to be treated three times over due to ripping your stitches once and resisting treatment twice before that.
but now you were doing better physically- the broken ankle and leg you sustained were healing properly, and you were to start physical therapy soon. regarding your psychological healing...it was still a work in progress but you sitting in the bathtub now was a huge improvement from before.
shuri dragged the warm washcloth over your back and your eyes began to fall shut. as she washed your body with careful hands, she spoke, "uphilile~ are you okay?" there was a small hum that was just loud enough for shuri to hear before you sleepily murmured, "ewe~ yes." shuri relaxed slightly but continued rinsing your body one last time before wrapping you in a warm towel. shuri insisted that you let her take care of you so you let her help you into a fresh pair of chocolate brown silk pajamas.
she wrapped you in a blanket as well before having someone bring a warm cup of your favorite tea to the room. you settled on your bed next to shuri with your hands wrapped around your favorite mug. your girlfriend shook her head in amusement as she watched you take a sip from the chipped ceramic 'worlds best grandpa' mug that you loved more than any of the expensive china shuri offered you. her arm wrapped over your shoulder and you melted into her touch once again.
you drew your feet up and under the blanket and asked, "may you please read me something?" shuri agreed and quickly pulled a novel from your wall to wall bookshelf before settling back against you. although you've read the book countless times, shuri knew it was a favorite of yours. you finished your tea and set your mug aside while you listened to shuri reading. she only got a few pages in before you started to doze off.
shuri was tempted to let you sleep but she had one rule from the doctors which was to keep you awake during the day so you slept through the night. the princess nudged you and asked, "you know the rules, no sleeping yet right?" you whined and mumbled, "i can't help it shuri." your girlfriend remained quiet then started shifting as if she was going to leave which got your attention and you groaned, "fine. i'm awake, i'm awake. now please continue...i just want to hear your voice."
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shurisasthmaticgf · 1 year
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anyone wanna drop a lil request in my box 👀
no smut tho…im outta practice with writing it rn 😭
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shurisasthmaticgf · 1 year
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hear me out bro— what if we all (or like a few ppl each) got the same prompt or theme or whatever n just posted each of our versions in one AO3 collection or whatever 👀
You know how editors come together to make a collaborative edit?
I need all the Shuri and Riri writers to come together to make a oneshot, series or something like I think it would be a fun experience tbh 🤭🤭
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shurisasthmaticgf · 1 year
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the knees giving very much communion wafer meets sand dollar
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the pants….. now miss wright you know better.
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shurisasthmaticgf · 1 year
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nah not these dmv ass pants
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now tish...
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shurisasthmaticgf · 1 year
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no cuz i swear i got stories on stories of me and that whole cast like wym i’m not part of the cast
my head reminding me that i aint a part of the black panther cast
me:
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shurisasthmaticgf · 1 year
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draw eight
warnings: none
translations: Ulale kakuhle- goodnight | sthandwa sam- my love | Isithandwa- sweetheart/darling
authors notes: in this fic the reader insert is the one that went to Wakanda- basically everything that Riri did was switched to Y/N. Riri is Y/N's roommate tho. i'm sleep deprived as fuck so the chances that my editing on this was shitty....pretty high. anyways hope you all enjoy and as usual, feedback is welcome and appreciated!
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Walking through the front door of your dorm after a long lab and lecture was nearly the biggest relief you'd felt all week. For the past month and a half you were struggling to keep up with the plethora of exams, projects, and papers your professors coincidentally assigned at the same time. Most nights you didn't even make it into bed before falling asleep, settling for your desk over a pile of textbooks and notes. The dark circles and bags under your eyes were borderline concerning, the burning sensation with every hour you were awake slightly more alarming. But all that was over now that you finished the last of your end of semester assignments, leaving you to relax while the rest of the students on your campus start what you just finished.
You lay sprawled out on your bed, one shoe missing while the other remain half tied on your foot. A heavy knock at your door jolted you awake from the light doze you started giving in to. Instead of answering it, you remain hanging off of your unmade bed and hoped the person would leave. When another knock returned your silence, you staggered to the door with one slipper on and your bonnet sliding off of your head.
Without much thought you yanked the door open, prepared to see your RA for the fourth time this month. Pure venom and annoyance in your voice as you hissed, "Celiwe girl- I swear if you're here about Riri's air fryer again imma knock the braces right off your tee-" Before you could get the last part of your sentence out you faltered at the sight before you. Instead of your officious resident assistant standing in front of you it was someone of an actual authoritative status.
Your eyes widened in shock and you blurted out, "Shuri?!" The queen pushed you lightly through your door and closed it behind her. There was a cheesy grin on her face as she replied, "Hi my love." In disbelief you squinted then rubbed your tired eyes aggressively, "Shuri?" The latter's smile fell and she asked in a more serious tone, "Y/N are you alright?" It was then that the surprise subsided and you quickly pulled off your bonnet and kicked your slipper off your foot before tugging your girlfriend into your arms.
The comforting scent of jasmine and vanilla filled your senses as you tucked your head into Shuri's neck. The two of you held each other silently for a moment, nothing needed to be said aloud to know how much you missed one another. After a moment the queen pulled away and pointed to the door, "Who did you think was at the door?" All the joy you just felt swept away at the mention of your resident assistant. You let out an annoyed scoff then answered, "My bitch ass RA. She been getting on Riri over her air fryer when literally everyone on this floor got one. It's like every time we be opening the door, Celiwe be standing right the fuck there ready to report us again." You rolled your eyes in annoyance then looked back at Shuri when she didn't reply. Your girlfriend was just standing there looking at you with an adoring smile, as if she didn't even hear a word you just said.
Narrowing your eyes at Shuri you asked, "What?" Instead of chiding you for your use of... explicative language like usual, she chuckled softly and walked towards you. Her lips ghosted yours as your back hit your mattress behind you and she murmured, "You've been practicing." It took a moment for you to understand but then you realized. Shuri noticed the way you pronounced the familiar click in your resident's assistant's name correctly, how her name rolled easily off your tongue. You lightly smiled and admitted, "I'm glad you noticed. That makes the $10 overdue fee on my library books worth it." Teaching yourself Xhosa when Shuri wasn't around to help you was a work in progress, but the adoring look and giddy smile she gave you were well worth it.
Shuri backed you into your desk slowly before she leaned forward and placed a heated kiss on your lips, immediately swiping her tongue against your bottom lip. You didn't have time to push her off before the door swung open and a loud shout interrupted the two of you, "YO Y/N LOOK WHO I FOUND IN THE PARKING LOT- oh shit." Shuri jumped off of you and you stood up while straightening our your t shirt. Your roommate stood in the doorway with Okoye standing behind her wearing a displeased look. Riri pointed to Shuri then beamed, "Yo what's good ya' highness." Your girlfriend winced in lingering embarrassment as she answered, "Hi Riri, it's nice to see you again." Shuri then glared at Okoye and whispered in Xhosa, "I thought I told you to stay in the car!" The General shot back sassily, "The girl found me and dragged me here!"
Riri looked between the two women and asked curiously, "Why are y'all here?" She realized her words when you smacked her leg and she added, "Not to be rude or nothing. But like, it's a Thursday evening." Shuri laughed in amusement and answered her question, "Well, I knew that Y/N had been really busy with her classes until today. I missed her as well, so I decided to come and visit." Riri frowned and looked at you, "Do this mean you missing game night?" Your own smile fell at the realization until Okoye asked you and Riri, "What is this about a game night?"
While Okoye stood stationary beside your front door, Shuri started making your bed and folding your clothes that covered it. You knew there was no point in trying to convince her otherwise, so you explained instead, "Basically Riri and I get together with our friends and we play board games. Tonight we got UNO." Riri leaned in with a serious look and narrowed eyes, "We take this very seriously. Emphasis on the very."
Shuri tucked the last corner of your comforter on your bed then looked over her shoulder at you both, "May I please join you all?" You and Riri agreed in unison, "Hell yeah!" You looked at your girlfriend then the General, "Bet, we got two more players." Okoye held up a finger and corrected you, "I never agreed to this." Riri sank back into her beanbag chair and said confidently, "You will." Okoye raised her eyebrows in mild disapproval, only to receive a toothy grin from the teenager across from her. You noticed the way the General just barely struggled to keep a stern face while eyes were on her, and how a smile tugged at the corners of her lips when everyone else's attention was elsewhere.
While Riri walked with Okoye across campus to pick up pizza for you and your friends, you stayed back in your room with Shuri. Curiously you asked, "How things been back home?" Your girlfriend answered simply, "Nothing much has changed. I have meetings with the elders, I work in my lab, and deal with whatever problems come up between both of those." The exhaustion was evident in her voice as she spoke and you decided to stop the conversation there. Although it had been months since Shuri was crowned queen, she was still recovering from everything that led and followed closely behind those events.
Your girlfriend remained suspiciously quiet as she helped you clear space in the middle of the room. The way she bit chewed on her lip and stared off into space every few minutes didn't go unnoticed.
Shuri was lost in her own thoughts when she felt one of your hands slip behind the small of her back. She tried to play it off but to no resolve when you asked, "What's on your mind?" The queen hesitated to answer but knew there was no use in lying so she shyly admitted, "I am just nervous to meet your friends." For a moment you laughed but that ceased when you realized she was being serious.
Many times you forgot that back in Wakanda, Shuri didn't have many people she knew that didn't work for her in some way. Since she was a child she was always the odd one out when it came to other kids in the kingdom. There weren't nearly as many child geniuses that doubled as royalty for her to befriend. In addition to the fact that other children were often intimidated by her presence or found her too different- she really only had T'Challa as a friend that didn't work to serve her. For years it didn't bother her but recently in the absence of her family she has realized how lonely things can be when you factor out her lab.
You reached up and cupped her face in your palm, "Baby..." There was a hint of a smile at the pet name and she leaned into your touch. With a gentle voice you assured her, "My friends are going to love you. There is nothing you need to worry about." Shuri stared back at you still slightly unconvinced and you explained, "It's only going to be MJ and this new friend she made, Peter. He's nice n' hella dorky. Oh and MJ's other friend Ned usually comes over- he's outta the country for one of his cousin's weddings or something." Shuri relaxed at that, especially having heard you mention MJ on numerous occasions during calls with her. The queen then quietly asked, "Do they know about..." You smiled and assured her gently, "No. Ri and I haven't said anything." In a teasing voice you dramatically bowed, "My panther." Shuri elbowed you in the side and playfully scoffed, Yeah yeah." With a small tug you guided Shuri back towards your face, a smug grin on your lips.
A harsh bang at the front door startled you two part just as you were about to kiss. A girl called out, "Aye! Y/N open up! It's MJ." A second voice added much quieter, "And Peter." You quickly placed a kiss on Shuri's lips then opened the door to see your best friend and her newer friend. Peter stepped aside and let MJ in first then followed behind her, both of them taking off their shoes and coats and putting them by the door. The queen watched silently from a distance as MJ slapped your palm then hooked her fingers with yours before you let go and bumped your fists against one another. It was a handshake Shuri had seen you do with both Riri and MJ, so it must've been some friend thing she assumed.
Peter stepped in front of her, unknowingly blocking her gaze in the process. He stuck out his hand with a friendly smile, "Shuri hey, Peter." Her brown eyes narrowed and her brows furrowed in slight confusion, "Something about you feels incredibly familiar. Do I know you?" Color drained from the young man's face and he nervously stammered, "Uh no we don't- I've never um- No." MJ bumped Peter's arm with a laugh, "Dude chill, be cool." She diverted her attention to Shuri and said, "Anyways, I'm MJ. It's cool to actually meet you after hearing Y/N mention you so often." A cheeky grin spread across Shuri's face and she asked, "Is that so, Sthandwa?" From across the room you threw a pillow at her head, just for her to catch it without sparing a glance. Shuri's cheeks grew warm when Peter and MJ shared a look then stared back at her for just a second too long.
The front door opened and Riri entered first with Okoye behind her carrying three pizza boxes and two bags with drinks and snacks on the each arm. MJ reached over and grabbed the pizzas from the General's forearms while Peter helped with the bags. In a hushed whisper you hissed, "Ri, I know you did not make her walk all the way back carrying all that stuff!" The shorter woman put her hand up to you and shot back, "No. She ain't let me carry nothing. I offered the entire way back but she stayed saying I ain't needa worry bout' it." Shuri overheard the conversation and eyed Okoye suspiciously, she knew the General was more fond of Riri than she let on all this time.
After everyone minus Okoye had gotten their plates and cups, you all settled around the table in the middle of the floor. The General remained on guard next to the door observing you and your friends silently. You shuffled the deck of UNO cards and started dealing out seven cards to each person.
The queen eyed the cards in her hand then raised a finger, "Pardon me but, how do we play?" Riri started to speak, "Okay so basically-" MJ cut in immediately, "No you don't get to explain the rules cause you never follow them. So allow me." She brushed a honey brown curl from her face and readjusted the beanie that slipped from her head. Just as she was about to speak, Peter interjected, "Technically you don't follow the rules either so I get to explain." MJ flipped him off in feign annoyance to which he covered with his hand as he correctly explained how to play the game.
Shuri listened to Peter with her brows furrowed in concentration, holding onto every word he spoke as if this was life or death. When he was done Shuri nodded in understanding, "I've got it, thank you." The young man looked up at Okoye and asked politely, "Are you sure you wouldn't like to join us?" The General declined once again, "I am sure, but thank you for the offer Peter." Riri's back faced Okoye but she said nonchalantly, "Come on Okoye, play with us it'll be fun." MJ and Shuri overlapped one another trying to get her to agree before you and Peter also joined in. The warrior eyed you all, clearly contemplating on accepting the offer while she was telling you all she needed to do her job.
Riri turned around and faced her with her best and softest puppy eyes she asked, "Please? For me? Just one game...pretty please?" Okoye sighed in defeat and caved, "Alright, I give." Shuri and you exchanged glances with one another as Okoye settled next to Riri and accepted the cards she was dealt.
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The first half of the first round was getting more intense as everyone but Peter had less than three cards remaining. Riri glared at MJ from across the table and demanded, "You better not- Michelle Jones-Watson I swear you betta not skip my ass." A small smirk tugged at the corners of MJ's lips as she put down two skip cards, causing Peter and Riri to lose a turn. Okoye put down a wild card and changed the color, leading you to quickly slap down another on top of it. You opened your mouth to shout that you had uno but another voice cut you off before you could even speak, "UNO!"
You slowly turned your head to the side and whined, "That's not fair Shuri! You're not supposed to try to make me lose!" The queen shrugged and handed you two cards, "Well then you should have followed Peter's rules and yelled Uno before me." Riri muttered, "Damn that's cold." MJ pointed to your girlfriend and snorted, "I knew there was a reason I liked her."
The game continued for three more rounds with Okoye winning the first, Shuri the second, and you the third. It was down to the final round and Riri, Peter, MJ and Okoye were already finished. Thus, leaving you and Shuri to battle it out against each other. Without having to see you knew that Shuri had two +4 cards in her hands. Throughout the entire round she held onto them, saving them for later meaning she could stack them and win against you. There was a mischievous glint in her eye as she stared at you cheekily.
You shook your head and refused, "No don't do it. Shuri please- Baby-" Okoye watched with a devious smile, "No Shuri. Do it." Riri added on harshly, "If you don't do it imma do it for you. Finish her!" Without context this entire thing would sound totally alarming, but all you could do was try to convince her to not go through with her idea. Once more you begged, "Isithandwa please." Shuri slammed her slammed her hand on the table and shouted victoriously, "UNO OUT!!!!"
A burst of cards flew into the air causing Riri and MJ to exclaim, "Oh shit!" Peter stepped back in surprise and Okoye smiled to herself in slight amusement at the scene before her. You looked down at the table you'd been playing on that was no completely collapsed and demolished in a pile of crushed metal and plastic on the floor. The LEDs that hung on the ceiling flickered, one of them going completely out a second later. Shuri felt her palms get sweaty as she nervously glanced at everyone who was now staring at her. MJ pointed to Shuri then Okoye with a squinted gaze and an open mouth as if she was going to ask a question. She then turned to Peter and Riri and stuck her hand out, "$20 for you and Ned. $10 for you, Ri. I win." The two groaned and grabbed their wallets and you asked, "What y'all talking bout?"
MJ proudly accepted the money and explained, "I told them Shuri was the Black Panther but they were adamant that I was wrong. So we made a bet, and look at that. I won." She fanned herself with her money then tucked it into her shirt with a laugh. You asked in slight annoyance, "Y'all made a bet on my girlfriend?" MJ laughed in delight, "And look what it got me." While you were annoyed Shuri and Okoye shook their heads in slight amusement at the situation.
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It was around 1 AM and your friends had left for the night after helping you clean up. Riri decided she was going to stay the night at her other friend's dorm to give you and Shuri time alone. Okoye insisted on walking Riri to her friend's place, and told the queen she'd be back in the morning. Now leaving the two of you were curled up in your bed rambling on about whatever crossed your mind.
You rested your ear against Shuri's chest and let your hand rest on her toned abdomen beneath the night shirt you gave her. The light touches of your warm fingers against her stomach made her heart race, and not in the way it used to. Slowly she pulled your hand from beneath her top and tugged it all the way down, completely covering her skin. Ever since the battle with Namor she was much more reserved when it came to exposing her abdomen and back. Although the spear wound healed, there was still a very noticeable section of disfigured, shiny raised flesh against Shuri's back and abdomen.
The small sigh that fell past your lips prompted Shuri to change the subject while she still could, "Today was very lovely. Thank you for letting me meet your friends." You accepted the subject change and answered, "Of course my love. I knew they would like you....Speaking of, what's with Okoye and Riri?" Shuri let out a laugh and explained with a smile, "I think Riri reminds General of her younger sister. She would be around our age now if I recall correctly. The General doesn't mention her family much less those she's lost. But, her personality was very similar to Riri's. That grew the soft spot in her heart , at least that's what I believe."
You hummed sleepily in response and Shuri felt your hand loosen on hers. She stared down at you and asked, "Are you falling asleep on me, sthandwa sam?" You refused in a soft mumble, "Nah of course not, baby. I'm just resting my eyes." Shuri didn't even bother trying to tease you because you were dozed off moments after finishing your sentence. Her muscular arms wrapped tighter around your body and she kissed the top of your head, "Ulale kakuhle."
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