#Beyoncè | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

yevai · 7 months

Text

☆ BRING OUT THE BLING !

made by me.

#pink #y2k #aesthetic #00s #pinterest #barbie #it girl #00s aesthetic #00s nostalgia #beyoncè #hello kitty #rhinestones #glamour #girly #sparkle #glitter

67 notes · View notes

akonoadham · 3 months

Text

#destiny’s child #destinys child #r&b divas #melanin #black girl magic #blackgirlmagic #kelly rowland #michelle williams #Farrah Franklin #beyoncè #beyonce

31 notes · View notes

buffaloappabites · 1 year

Text

You Right

Pairing: Shuri x Black!Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut, Cursing, Fingering, Grinding, Terrible dancing, Cheating, Bisexuality

Summary: You’re at the club, all your friends left you, and your boyfriend is out doing god knows what. Running into the last person you thought you’d ever meet keeps the night from being a total waste though.

A/N: My irl boyfriend confessed to cheating so I wrote this in like an hour to make myself feel better idk, I hope you enjoy! Shout out to all the bad bitches w no rhythm!

It’s a late night at the club and all of your friends have wandered off with various men, leaving you alone to your own devices. You’d all decided to step out to celebrate your 23rd birthday, little did you know it meant everyone breaking off and leaving the birthday girl all by herself.

What kind of shit is that?

You could be at home cuddled up with your man tonight—-only recently he’d been doing nothing but getting on your fucking nerves. And you were 99 percent sure he was probably cuddled up with some other bitch.

So here you are, in the tightest black dress, the tallest heels you own, and you hair in the tightest box braids imaginable. You looked damn good as you enjoyed your drink from the second floor of the club, looking out over the dance floor at all of the sweaty bodies moving to the beat.

You’re having a good time, until someone comes up beside you, and you pray it’s not some creepy ass dude about to kill your vibe.

Luckily you were right.

Who you found occupying the space next to you was far more exciting. Standing next to you was the princess of Wakanda herself, Shuri. What the hell was she doing here? Next to you especially. You had to look up a bit to see her face, she had an easy going smile plastered across it, all of her perfect teeth on display, with a silver grill glinting in the club’s lights.

You couldn’t help but to smile back, I mean who wouldn’t?

“You look like you’re having fun.” she says, leaning in a bit closer so you can properly hear her over the loud music. In doing so you can smell her perfume, it’s very strong and earthy.

You don’t know if it’s the alcohol you’ve been drinking or her scent that makes you a bit lightheaded but you like it either way.

“This isn’t really my scene if I’m being honest, but I’m enjoying myself.” You respond.

She nods, and the back of your neck and cheeks heat up when she checks you out. You bite your bottom lip and decide to do a little looking yourself, letting your eyes wander. Going down past her strong jawline, over her tall, athletic frame covered by a well tailored black blazer. There’s a diamond chain link resting on her chest and you briefly wonder if it’s long enough to dangle in—-

Wait—-

Oh hell no! This is your fucking song. It’s Beyoncé’s In Da Club remix, you’re surprised they’re even playing it.

“Oh shit! I love this song!” You yell before you can stop yourself.

She laughs, showing off those perfect teeth again and asks, “Do you want to dance?”

“Mmmmm nah,” you say “Dancing’s not really my thing, I don’t have much rhythm.”

Which is true, you look awkward and stiff as fuck. It’s why you’d rather stand and look cute in the corner.

“Come on,” she says, grabbing your hand, “I got you.”

You can’t even protest, she’s already pulling you down the stairs and out onto the floor.

She starts dancing first, moving smoothly to the beat. She makes it look so smooth and easy.

“Let me see what you got!”

You begin to awkwardly move your hips and arms in an attempt to find the beat, but you can’t quite get it.

She laughs hard at you and you stop, about to pout.

“Aw, you’re adorable.” she says coming close, “Here. Don’t look down, or you’ll overthink it.

She grabs your hips and helps you move in time with her. You can help but to look down and she grabs your chin making you look up at her.

“Eyes on me, hm?” she says.

You’re staring into her brown eyes and she’s watching you, hands still on your hips. It’s becoming much easier for you to find the beat on your own, but you don’t want her to move away.

In fact you want her closer. Everything about her you find sexy, from the smile, to the clothes, to the body. You try to pretend to not notice the heated gaze she’s staring at you with, but it’s a wonder how you haven’t melted to the floor already.

The song has since changed, Your Right by Doja Cat & The Weekend blares through the speakers & everything seems to have slowed down a bit.

But neither of you move. Instead she’s holding you close, pressing up against you. She dips her head down, so her lips are close to yours. Her hands wonder from your hips to down your backside to your ass. You lean forward pressing your lips into hers and she wastes no time kissing you back, letting you feel her full, soft lips again yours. You lick and bite her bottom lip and she lets you slide your tongue in her mouth, where you can feel just how warm it is.

You both are still grinding on eachother, this time with no regard for the rhythm of whatever the hell is playing now. One of her lean thighs is set firmly between yours, and you’re grinding down on it. You’re falling apart at the friction and you want nothing more than for her to put those hands currently squeezing your ass to work.

She stops kissing you and you look up at her through heavy lidded eyes.

“Do you want to take this out of here?”

You can’t say yes fast enough.

Before you know it you’re straddling her in the back of a car. She’s kissing down your jaw, going lower and hitting that sweet spot near your collar bone. Her hands are on your ass cheeks, spreading them apart and sliding a finger over your wet pussy.

You’re having the time of your life, until your phone rings, breaking up the silence. You sigh and roll your eyes.

Not right now. You take it out thinking it might be one of your girlfriends needing help, but nope.

“Damn, is that your man?” Shuri asks, giving you a knowing look.

You can’t even lie, as your screen says clear as day, “Boyfriend 💕”.

Fuck. She shrugs and goes back to kissing your neck, and whispers in your ear. “I don’t judge, answer it.”

You obey and answer the phone, and he begins to prattle on about how much he loves you—-something he’d always do when he’d just finished cheating and felt guilty.

You weren’t really paying attention. You were much more focus on the lips attached to your neck and the slim fingers working their way into your panties. Once inside she slipped on inside of you, making you gasp a bit, it’s taking everything in your power not to moan out loud. She slides in another and begins to pump them in and out of you. Her brown eyes are staring into yours and you’re still lamely holding the phone to your ear.

Then he starts asking questions.

“Where you at?”

Your voice comes out shaky, “The club, on 2nd st.”

“With who? Better not be up there with no dude.”

You’re about to fall apart when she presses her thumb against your clit, disguising your moans as coughs.

“The girls nigga, damn I gotta go.” you say hanging up the phone. You let out a loud moan when you cum, grasping her shoulders and dropping your phone somewhere in the car.

She pulls a wet hand from your panties and begins to suck on her fingers. She offers you one and you take it, tasting yourself on her.

“So….” She says, “You tryna see my strap? It’s made outta pure vibranium.”

“You don’t even have to ask.”

#shuri x reader #shuri x y/n #shuri smut #smut #fanfic #wakanda forever #letitia wright #black panther #bisexual #bisexual reader #shuri udaku #vibranium strap #beyoncè #doja cat #song fic kinda #cheating #mcu smut #black!reader #shuri udaku x reader

206 notes · View notes

rubylioness · 3 months

Text

Another thing, Jay-Z and Beyoncé saying, “Free Meek” in 2018 despite the fact that he used to beat Nicki, all while basically abandoning her in 2018, and Bey and Nicki were supposed to be friends I thought…

Like, I don’t know why she’s obsessing over Megan, like come for their tea and whatnot

Oh, and let’s not forget her fake-ass friend Drake, who been actin’ funny w her since 2019 (had that whole song w Meek Mill)

#jay z and beyonce #jay z #beyoncè #drake #nicki minaj #meek mill #megan thee stallion

8 notes · View notes

asoftenderlove · 2 years

Text