It’s 1am and I’m bleaching skunk stripes into my hair with cheap as fuck Splat hair dye, drinking red wine mixed with monster energy while watching Repo! The Genetic Opera.
happy new year. shoutout to raven “acidbath princess of darkness” and tara for reappearing just before midnight, as they do every year. suit yourself humanity, congratulations.
Hey, sup. I’m Mikaela your Acid Bath Princess of the Darkness. And I’m Sable. We’re sitting here in Sable’s room rockin out to MCR and celebrating 2009 or tHe NeW yEar!
Attention, normies. Tis I, your Acid Bath Princess of the Darkness; Tina.
Just letting everyone know my latest update for 'You Shine Brighter (Than Anyone Does)', my Bella Swan and Alice Cullen fanfiction, is official posted. However, I have put my account on private because apparently someone on campus found my fics and left some really mean comments. So, if you want the link then I'll send it your way. But, yeah, just so people know, I'm not insulted by being called 'a goth vampire bitch' and 'cringe', I embrace it.
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nashuri drabbles | 2.1k words | cw:magical pregnancy
Summary: Shuri takes a bath in a glowing pool during her stay in Talokan.
These are the two drabbles that I wrote on Twitter that came from Mone's weekly Nashuri prompt. The prompt was "Accidental Pregnancy." People found them fun so thought I would bring them over to Tumblr :) These are fairly rough (written within an hour each) so sorry for any mistakes. No smut, but uh... intended for mature audiences :) Enjoy!
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“Is there somewhere I can bathe privately?”
After being held in the surface caverns of Talokan for days, Shuri couldn’t stand the grime that had built up on her. Riri was content enough with just using a wet towel and wiping herself clean (“I’m not going to leave this room! What if they take me to a shark pool?! I’ll get eaten!”) but Shuri is used to the comforts of a princess.
Namora tilts her head in thought, “K’uk’ulkan has private freshwater pools. As our honored guest, I shall take you to them.”
Shuri sighs in relief. At last!
— 15 minutes later…
“The pools are through here,” Namora points at a cavern entryway, “I will wait for you out here.”
Shuri gives her a big smile as she walks into the spacious cavern with a towel and makeshift hygiene products. The air was slightly warmer and cozier, but the room was dark— barely a handful of glow worms were able to light the path.
She frowns as she peers into the various pools around her. Under the poor light conditions, the water looked inky black. She dipped her feet in one and watched as her foot disappeared in the darkness. Shuri shivers—thinking about Riri’s words about sharks.
Then she spots it.
Out of the corner of her eye, a pool of water that seemingly shimmers and glows. Tiptoeing to it, she nudges a rock into the shallows of the pool and gasps at how the ripples of the water dance with blue speckles of light.
Is… is it safe?
Leaving her wash things on the side, she dipped her hand cautiously through the water. Warm to the touch, she smiles as the glowing water shimmers through her fingers. She tastes just a drop of it and finds it surprisingly refreshing for freshwater. Perhaps it’s enriched by vibranium? She ponders, that would explain the glow!
She shakes her head, It doesn’t matter. I should hurry to not keep Namora waiting.
Shuri gently makes her way into the luminescent water, sighing at how the enriched waters soothed her aching bones. As much as she enjoyed hammocks, she definitely missed her king sized bed from home.
Sitting down in the shallows, the water swirls around her, seemingly taking a life on its own as its glow danced and twirled around her. Grabbing her sponge, she begins to rigorously clean herself and finds herself amazed. She’s only been in the pool for a few minutes and yet her skin feels amazingly soft to touch.
Perhaps once Namor and I come to a peaceful conclusion, she smiles to herself, I can ask him about the contents of this pool for use at home.
— 3 months later…
“—and as promised, Wakanda will be providing Talokan shielding designs for… Shuri?… Shuri, are you ok?!”
“Black Panther…?”
Oh no. No. Not during an alliance meeting when she needed to represent the strength of Wakanda!
Shuri clutches her stomach, grimacing in pain as the nausea overwhelms her. The room is spinning around—all Talokanil and Wakandans swirling together into a blur. She can’t hold it in any longer.
She falls to her knees as she lets out the contents of her stomach onto the ground. The whole room falls into panic— the Wakandans swarming around her and the Talokanil falling back, except for Namor who only peered from afar curiously.
“Stop crowding her!” admonished Okoye to the crowd, rubbing Shuri’s back as she hurled once more, “Griot! Diagnosis on Shuri’s condition please?”
Shuri’s head swirls as her nausea teeters on overwhelming her again. Someone passes her a water bottle and she downs it, trying to wipe away the taste of acid.
“The Black Panther is three months into pregnancy. She is experiencing morning sickness.”
Pregnancy!?
The whole room gasps. Shuri thinks she is going to hurl once again.
“Three months? But that was when Shuri was in—“ Okoye gasped at the realization of the timeline. She glares at the confused Namor, seething with venomous anger.
“You! I’m going to tear and fry your fish balls off of—“
“Okoye, stop!” Shuri grasps her shoulder with shaky hands to stop her from spearing the Talokan king, “I-it has to be a mistake. I—I haven’t had any sexual activity in the past year!”
“My calculations are 99.98% certain you are pregnant. Your room’s toilet water has come up positive for hormones related to pregnancy.”
Shuri groans.
“No man was allowed in those caves by order of K’uk’ulkan!” exclaimed Namora defensively, “The princess was watched at all time aside from the time she had her private bath.”
At the word ‘private bath’, Namor spins around to face Namora with wide eyes. They converse in Maya, their speech too quick for the translators to pick up reliably. But with each word spoken, Namora became more and more mortified. Paradoxically, Attuma who was passively watching from the side burst out into laughter which earned him a glare from the two of them.
At last, Namor turns to Shuri with wide eyes and approaches her with quick steps. Both M’Baku and Okoye stepped in his way with a fierce protectiveness.
“Shuri,” he says her name breathlessly for the first time, “We must speak privately.” He never calls her by her first name. Shuri swallows. It must be serious.
She nods to her friends who looked at her with a questioning glance. With slight hesitation, they step away to the other side of the room, still eyeing Namor suspiciously.
He kneels before her, clearing his throat as he whispers so quietly that she can barely hear him, “You bathed in a pool that… glows?”
Her eyebrows scrunch up in confusion. She nods but what does this have to do with her supposed miracle pregnancy? Namor could barely meet her eyes. He wrings his hands nervously.
“My seed…” The tips of his ears began to turn bright red, “It has the mutated feature of… glowing bright blue.”
All the air was sucked out of her lungs.
“You mean—“ Shuri’s stuttering over her words as she’s struggling to process the information, “It wasn’t vibranium enhanced water?”
“Oh, it was vibranium enhanced,” he rubs the back of his neck awkwardly, “Just… via my own self pleasure instead of—“
Shuri’s head grows lightheaded. The words he spoke echoed away into oblivion as she began to feel faint. She briefly notices Namor catching her before she slumps on the ground, eyes full of worry.
The last thoughts in her head before darkness overwhelms her was ‘Oh fuck, I’m having his pool baby.’
follow up drabble to pool baby:
“I still can’t believe I’m going to be a father.”
“Technically, the pool is the father. Not you.”
Within the royal physician's ward, the pair waited patiently for the palace doctor to arrive. Laying on the medical bed, Shuri rubs her stomach nervously through her hospital gown. At just a little over 3 months, her ‘pool surprise’ was clearly evident thanks to her prominent belly. A little too prominent for her comfort. Which is why they are here today for a formal check up with the doctor. A check up that Namor insists he attended as well.
The father-to-be frowns, “And the pool is a part of me? Would that not make me the father?”
Shuri was about to return with a snippy retort before a sudden knock on the door before bursting in comes the Wakandan royal physician—a cheery woman with bright yellow glasses and a shiny smile that could rival the sun.
“Hello! I am Doctor Anele! I’ll be checking up on mama and the baby today! Oh, what healthy glow you have, my princess! Motherhood suits you!” The doctor grabs Shuri’s hand and shakes it really well. She then turns to Namor with a beaming grin, “Good to see a happy mother and father to-be —”
“Oh, he’s not the father. His pool is. Technically, he did not participate in the conception—”
“Actually, I am the father. You see, the pool contains my own—”
“Lovely!” interrupts the doctor, her twitching grin never dropping, “We appreciate a supportive sperm donor!” She pats a stunned Namor on the shoulder before turning back to Shuri who was equally startled by the doctor’s tenacity.
“So, what concerns do we have today, if any? ”
“Well… I’m around 14 weeks now and my stomach is a little…” Shuri gestures wildly around her swollen belly, “Big? Humongous for 14 weeks? I know I’m fairly petite for my size but I feel like I’m about to burst and I still have several months to go!” Her lip trembles nervously, “I just… want to make sure everything is going ok in here.” Anele nods in understanding.
Shuri holds her belly, rubbing it once again, “I also worry that the… unusual method of conception may have led to something going wrong.” Namor swallows nervously.
“Do not worry, my princess,” Anele pats the back of Shuri’s hand reassuringly, “In vitro fertilization is a very safe method of conception.”
“Oh, I didn’t conceive via…” Shuri stutters over her words as she looks at the doctor nervously. Is it really worth the headache explaining the truth? Oh well, she can always bring it up later if it becomes relevant, “Actually, nevermind. Thank you for reassuring me, doctor.”
Letting go of her hand, Anele’s grin slips down into a gentle, calming smile as she puts on a new fresh pair of gloves with a smack, “ Everything will be ok, Mama. Let’s see this beautiful baby, shall we?”
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Shuri squirmed as Anele rolls the transducer over her jellied up belly. At first, the monitor’s images were barely distinguishable— blotches of white, black and gray upon the screen. Namor and Shuri squint as they try to make sense of what they are seeing.
“Sorry that we are going a little old school today,” quips the doctor, “We haven’t had a baby in the palace for so long that we haven’t bothered to update much of the equipment.” She rolls the device over the belly until she pauses as an oblong shape appears on the screen, “I think we are looking at the baby’s head, so if I just go over here…” She sweeps the transducer upward until suddenly, Shuri and Namor gasp. Anele smiles.
“Well, that’s your baby, Mama.”
Two squirming legs. A nose. A mouth. A glimpse of a hand. Namor reaches out to the screen to trace the outline of the child. His child. He feels something warm brush against his other hand. Shuri’s hand reaching out to hold his own. He tangles his fingers with hers and she grasps him tightly. Their child.
“Hmm.”
Shuri’s heart clenches at the sight of Anele’s frown, “What? What is it?”
The doctor bites her lip as she scrunches her eyes at the screen, “Don’t panic Mama, but I think I see something a little off by the feet.”
Namor smiles, “Ah, that’s probably from me.” He points to his winged feet that were fluttering excitedly. Now that he has seen his child, the exciting anticipation of fatherhood grips him harder than before.
“Hmm, ah yes, they are there but… that’s not it.”
The mood in the room sours immediately.
“Explain quickly,” Namor barks it out like a command, earning him a tight admonishing squeeze from Shuri. The doctor was unphased by Namor’s order, purely focused on the task at hand. A true professional. Anele slides the transducer over Shuri’s belly, “Well, you see how that is your baby’s legs over here. Little winged feet and all.”
Shuri nods with baited breath. All the worst scenarios were running through her head. A sense of dread fills her. Namor rubs her hand with his thumb, trying to reassure her.
“And if you look over here,” She slips the transducer upward to another section of Shuri’s belly. Two little twig-like shapes appeared on the screen. Shapes that seem so similar to… Shuri’s jaw drops in realization. Anele points at them on the screen.
“That’s another set of legs.”
Namor’s trepidation melts into heartwarming relief as he turns to look at Shuri’s terrified face, “Princess, Ix Chel has blessed us so well! I can’t believe it!”
“Another set of—” Shuri’s breathing comes out in heaves, “Doctor, if I’m understanding correctly—”
“Congratulations Mama!” beams Anele as she taps the screen to save the image, “It seems like we’ll be having royal babies coming very soon!”
Once again, darkness consumes Shuri’s vision as the room spins around her. Namor quickly catches her before she slumps over, the last thoughts in her head being: I’m not having a pool baby. I’m having pool babies!
Snowcone always felt so good around Veuve, like she was on top of the world.
Vee would teach her phrases from her mother’s culture, letting out the most beautiful laugh Snow had ever heard whenever she begged to be taught the curse words.
Snow in return would tease her when she was being melodramatic and make jokes about her "inner darkness" that could only be filled with black hair dye.
Ponies often teased Vee about the way she dressed and acted but when Snow did it...it was different, almost hilarious. If there was anything Snowcone knew how to do, it was make somepony keel over with laughter!
Today was business as usual as they cut through the grass behind the school.
"So, how's your day been acid bath princess of the darkness?"
“Not bad. How about you, oh crazy one? How many ponies have you bitten today?”
Vee smirked, nudging her good-naturedly.
This remark would have been insulting from anypony else, but from it Vee it made her blush.
"Hey! I...well..you-"
She stumbled over her words like a fool, attempting to string together a joke about vampire bats. Before she could though, some colt walked their way.
Snow hadn't seen him before but she could tell that his presence was making Veuve uncomfortable.
"What's wrong?"
“He’s this guy from one of my classes, he won’t leave me alone.”
Veuve uttered before he came into earshot.
“Don’t worry, I can handle him.”
The colt sneered at her.
“Hey you!”
This idiot knew he couldn't get on Vee for anything else so he found some way to nitpick every time he saw her, it was annoying, harmless but annoying.
"Did you get a bucket dropped on you? With those fancy-pancy alicorn genes you look like you got tarred and feathered!"
Snowcone didn't even have time to see how Vee felt about it, she was seeing red. She got that usual feeling in her stomach of red hot anger, and when the nausea hit there was no turning back.
"What the fuck did you say to her?"
"I-"
She nipped any chance he had in the bud as she reared up on her hind legs, her back hooves digging into the ground so hard she could only be filling up with immeasurable force.
"Apologize to her NOW before I buck you into the grass so hard you'll be picking ants out of your brain!"
The colt did not slink back right away, instead standing firm and scowling at Snowcone.
"Who the hell are you? If she's got something to say she oughta say it yourself! Not hide behind you like a pussy!"
Clearly, this was the wrong move.
Snow honestly didn't expect him to stand his ground, this and the vision of her Vee cowering in the background threw her off a little bit.
"I'm her...her best friend! If you have something to say you can talk to somepony who cares, get a life jerk!"
Although she was no longer threatening physical violence she was getting up close and personal, practically barking her words at him. She sounded like he had called Vee an awful name or threatened her, her voice booming out like it came from a storm at the bottom of her stomach.
Despite cowering in fear, Vee spoke up.
"Snowy, that's enough! I think he gets it! Calm down, please!"
Before Snowcone could continue, the colt blew a raspberry at her and swiveled around towards the school.
"Mrs. Bookworm will be hearing about this, asshole!"
Snowcone stood in place and didn't say another word until he was completely out of sight. When she turned back to Vee she looked almost to be sweating, her blood rushing to her face and making her cheeks deep purple.
"I can't believe he'd even THINK of talking to you like that! I-"
Snow’s own expression began to change as she noticed that Vee still looked...nervous.
“What’s wrong?”
"You went way too far."
Veuve’s face twisted into an angry frown instead of the smile that Snowy adored.
"You didn't need to do that! I could have handled it on my own. And now we're going to get in trouble. You embarrassed me, Snowcone."
Snowcone felt horrible, she stood up for her and this is what she got?!
As it usually did, her anger and frustration turned to the tears that soon began to flow down her cheeks.
"Fine! I didn't need you anyways! You can handle everything on your own from now on!"
She turned on her heels and sprinted away, not wanting to confront how awful she felt. She knew she took it too far, but to be told she was an embarrassment, it stung so deeply she couldn't even think about it.
That was a problem for future Snowcone Syrup to handle.