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cardierreh15 · 10 months

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As a black creator/writer/artist, I think it’s wack as fuck not to reblog other black artists/writers/creators work

#support black writers #black writers of tumblr #black women #black men #black artists of tumblr #black creators of tumblr #black tumblr #blackexcellence365 #black #black writers #black writers club #black writers struggles

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ventingfanfics · 1 year

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Got it Like That (Shuri x Reader)

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AN: I enjoyed writing this and I hope someone else enjoys reading it.

You began to stir at the soft lips indulging your neck. The sweet kisses and nips came from your wife Shuri. Although your bedroom was bathed in darkness, you noticed Shuri light up at the fact that you awoke.

“Hi,” she said.

“Hi baby, what are you doing?”

“What does it look like?”

“It looks like you’re trying to get something started.”

She chuckled lightly and pressed her body against yours. “Maybe I am.” This time she gently bit your ear.

Holding in a laugh, your eyes landed on the time to see it was a quarter to 5, which meant she had an hour before she readied herself for work. If this had been you trying to arouse her in the middle of her sleep, it’d be a very different reaction. But the truth was that you were nearly always horny for your wife, as she was for you.

“What do you want, princess?” You asked. “And use your words.”

“I want to fuck.”

Your eyes became hooded. She stared down at you defiantly as she straddled you. You squeezed her hips firmly. “And why’s that, princess? Shouldn’t you be asleep?”

Shuri sighed a little before grinding on you. “I clearly can’t sleep, Y/ N. Put me to bed.”

It never ceased to amaze you just how hot your wife was. And the way she was moving on top of you told you she wanted to ride. You were going to see to it.

Just like that, you rolled her on her back and kissed her passionately. She matched your fervor, cupping your cheeks as your mouths claimed each other.

You only pulled away so you could get your strap. Shuri had designed ones for you and her. “I’ll be back.”

She looked at you knowingly and sat up, crawling to the ottoman situated in front of the king size bed. She already had the strap laid out.

“Oh, you were ready.” You shared a laugh.

“Clock is ticking, Y/N.” She raised her eyebrows and tapped her wrist.

“You have a lot of mouth for someone who wants something from me. I got you, baby, relax.”

It was evident how much she craved this “sexy time” with you. Her walls were so slick that there was barely resistance. She sucked you right in, damn near trapping you inside her.

Shuri moaned as the strap she was currently cumming on began vibrating. “Fuck!”

You smiled impishly and gripped her in place, only maximizing the already overwhelming pleasure for her. “Does that feel good, wife?”

“Too sensitive!” She was trembling and panting, yet bouncing up and down frantically on you.

A moment later as she caught her breath or tried to, you lapped up her juices. But not for long. She moved your head away, however, you only grabbed her ass, pulling her to you again.

“Baby, stop,” she protested.

You were a bit confused because her moisture only increased as you pressed your tongue against her clit. But you relented this time, licking your lips. Shuri wiped your face with the sheet.

“You didn’t like it?” You asked.

She kissed you slightly aggressively, making you smile afterwards. “Of course I did.” She laid down, beckoning you. “Come, now.”

You already knew where she wanted you, so you obliged her desire. Her hands stroked your thighs, warming them up yet sending chills all the same. She delighted in you moaning her name as she slurped your clit. Her tongue swam in your waters, feasting on your every crevice.

Shuri smiled from ear to ear, gloating at having made you cum twice in a row. You’d made a mess on her face, which earned you a loving kiss. “You taste so good, usana. Better and better every time.” Her kisses continued, specifically on your neck again. You felt her hand creep between your legs again. “She wants more.”

“Don’t you have work?”

She chuckled. “I come later today. But for now, I want to cum in you.”

Enough said. Holding eye contact, she planted kisses on your breasts.

“Keep your eyes on me,” Shuri directed, pausing her fingering. Once your pretty brown eyes were revealed again, she continued stretching you out with her deft digits. “Bast, I could eat you again.” She stopped her ministrations once more. You watched as she sucked your residue from her fingertips. The sight was incredibly erotic.

“Be my guest,” You told your wife.

She smirked. “After you take this dick.”

This time your body was wrapped around her as she fed her fake dick to you. She had a grip on the back of your knee as you slammed your hips downward to meet her heated thrusts. It was beyond sexy as she handled you with ease yet passion. Her eyes told you that she found you to be the most beautiful person she’d ever laid eyes on, let alone laid with, and been in a relationship with. How lucky she was to call you her wife.

“This pussy is sublime. Am I satisfying you, Y/N?” She questioned before pushing into you with a grunt. One of her hands played with your boobs. Obviously the incessant moans and cries pouring from your mouth, your sopping pussy, and hard nipples were all the proof she needed.

“Yes! Yes, Shuri!”

Her chuckle turned into a growl when you squeezed the thick, long shaft. She could feel it. Her reaction only made your walls clench her again. No more nice Shuri. She pounded into you, the tip of her shaft poking your ultimate pleasure spot. Desperately needing a resource for tension, you held onto one of the silk pillows over your head.

Your juices warmed Shuri up in that familiar way she adored as your pussy flexed on her length. Feeling the challenge of how you spasmed around her, she became forceful with her thrusts, groaning when her body couldn’t take anymore. Her own nectar blasted on and in you. Her climax was long-lasting. She often came heavy, depositing what felt like buckets of cum, because you turned her on that much.

“Fuck, babe,” You said in between a laugh, your combined releases leaking past your bodies. Your lips found each other again in a slow but searing kiss. You pushed down on her rear end while your tongues united.

“Do you see what you do to me?” Shuri looked into your eyes.

“Uh, hell yeah.” You laughed and traced her cheek as she smiled softly. “It’s sexy. Everything about you is sexy and spectacular. I hit the jackpot.”

“Oh, really now?” She held you, allowing you both to calm down before the after care.

“Yes, and apparently you have, too. Got you going into work late now.” You grinned.

“Hush.” She shook her head. “That has nothing to do with you.”

“Yeah, yeah.” You knew better. “You’re addicted—OW.”

She pinched your butt cheek. “Even if I am, you don’t have to brag.”

“I think I will, actually. Hey!” Your brows furrowed in disapproval as she walked away.

“I can’t even get up to run a bath. Who’s really addicted?” She called, playfulness in her tone.

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last-herondale · 1 year

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Master List! 🌼

🦋Here's an in progress master list of all of my fics!🦋

(Please feel free to message me if you have any requests! I have love for many fandoms and I would love to write your suggestion!)🌟

Marvel

Loki 🐍

One Shots 🖊️

Help Me Understand Do Not Go Far From Me You Belong Here With Me

We Could Have Been Everything

Imagines 💭

Hold Me

Series 📚

Casual Encounters

Pt 1.

Pt 2.

Pt 3.

Pt 4.

Pt 5.

Pt 6.

Pt 7.

Pt 8.

Bucky Barnes 💪

One Shots

Hush

Series

The Midnight Series

Midnight Madness

Bewitching Hour

Almost Series

Pt 1

Pt 2

Pt 3

Pt 4

Pt 5

Pt 6

Pt 7

Pt 8

Imagines

Defender

Twilight 🍎

Jacob Black 🐺

Series 📖

Wintered Series in Order! (I plan on adding at least three new segments, probably not in order...)

What Happens After Tommorow?

Honesty

Always In Front Of Me

Wintered

Wintered Pt.2

Caught In The Rain

Everyday

D&D OCs ⚔️

Tales of Xarla the Lost

Behind the Barn Doors

Thank you for reading! I appreciate all of you! 💙💛💙

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booksforblkwomen · 6 months

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Ladies we officially have a new read for November!! 🥳

Make sure to watch and support the series on Hulu 🗣️

Join us by clicking the contact link w/my travel blog💖

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uncriticalbunny · 9 months

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desperately need to meet sydney's friends and more of her family next season. i've seen some people hope for big celeb cameos for those roles but i hope they move tf on from that. let some unknowns have a chance pleathe.

but back to my point. we got a glimpse of sydney outside of work with her father in s2. we've seen syd's former colleagues who adore her but that was brief and in a work-related context. how does sydney look and act away from the charged tension with her """"business partner"""" and high stress work environment? around other black women friends and family? relaxing? partying? there's truly so much to explore there.

#sydney adamu #the bear #storer needs to get more black women on the screen and in the writers room #a cookout would be such a fun way to meet syd's friends and family #part of me wants a clubbing scene just to see ayo be hot[ter] but. syd is not a clubber skdjsssksd #no yt ppl at the cookout but the hilarity that would ensue sydcarmy wise if carmy showed up to help syd with a food emergency lmao #text #also need to see her makeout with some1. preferably youknowwho but

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clementine-writes-things · 23 days

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Whats your favourite game and movie?

Thank you for asking stickparrot! (Fantastic name, I don't know what it means but those words put together are funny asf)

It's hard for me to pick an all time FAVORITE of anything. So, instead I'll tell you my top 3 favorites of each hehe (in no particular order).

Movies: Fight Club, Black Swan, Lego Batman Movie (one of these things is not like the other!🙈)

Games: Horizon Zero Dawn: Forbidden West (I preferred the second game over the first cuz it was more open world imo), The Walking Dead:Season 4 (my fav in the series), Fallout 4.

#writers #fanfic writer #writers of tumblr #fanfic #gotham #the riddler #edward nygma #dc universe #fallout #horizon forbidden west #telltales the walking dead #fight club #black swan #lego batman

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megamindsecretlair · 5 months

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Girl ik you are tired of me blowing your shit up but I wanted to tell you that bc of you I am writing a full Franklin Saint fic, bc why after I read yours I looked for others and there were none?? Unacceptable so I have decided to join the party all thanks to your and your mind boggling, toe curling, thirst quenching, thigh quivering smut ❤️

You truly have a gift.

Not tired at all! I am truly honored and amazed at this. Like, I literally just stared at it and teared up. You trynna take my gangsta card 😭😭😭🥲

Drop that link when you done 👀

We're a small section but we mighty. You CANNOT miss the 2 Franklin and 1 Leon fics from @notapradagurl7 found here . The fics be having me wanna hop on my man 🙌🏽

And the wonderfully talented @wide-nose-and-wonderful with some longer fics keeping us well fed 🙌🏽 found here .

Truly give them some love because they deserve it 🙌🏽👏🏽👏🏽

#megaminds asks #amazing moot #im gonna cry about this all night #franklin saint fic rec #join the club chuz we need more #damson too fuckin fine for all that #you making me wanna drop another one just off of that #writers supporting writers #heavy on the x black reader tag chuz babay

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uwmspeccoll · 1 year

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It’s Fine Press Friday!

This week we present a 1992 Limited Editions Club printing of American poet and writer Margaret Walker’s 1942 Yale Series of Younger Poets Competition-winning poem For My People with original lithographs by African American sculptor and printmaker Elizabeth Catlett, printed in a limited edition of 400 copies signed by the author and artist. The text was hand-set in Monotype Albertus and printed letterpress on Arches Cover paper by Michael and Winifred Bixler in Skaneateles, N. Y. and the lithographs were pulled by J.K. Fine Art Editions in Union City, N.J. Half the edition was bound at Jovonis Bookbindery in Springfield, Mass. and the other half at the Spectrum Bindery in southern California; we have no idea which binding we hold. But we do know that our copy is a gift from our friends Megan Holbrook and Eric Vogel.

View more posts on African American artists.

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cardierreh15 · 1 year

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*inhales deeply*

Quality over Quantity

QUALITY. OVER. QUANTITY

*sighs* OK 👍🏾

#black writers club #support black writers #support black creators #black writers of tumblr #black writers #black women of tumblr #black women

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ventingfanfics · 1 year

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OMG I LOVED YOUR PLAYER SHURI X READER FIC THANK YOU FOR WRITING IT!! would you make a part 2 please? maybe some fluff?? maybe the reader is shy cause she has never been in a relationship before ?

Thank you bby, love the request, hope you enjoy!

Tag list: @shinsousliya @tchhairbandhere

First part

Don't Wanna be a Player No More Part 2

Shuri waited until you were out of ear shot and completely out of the cafe. She leaned forward, eyeing Riri who sat across from her. “Aye, whatever you have Y/N doing today, cancel it. I’m taking her somewhere.”

“Well, alright then, boss.” Riri and M’Baku exchanged playful intrigued expressions.

“Missing work for a date? That’s new,” M’Baku said before dipping his carrot into the container of ranch. Riri gave a long high-pitch hum in agreement.

Shuri waved a hand dismissively. “It won’t matter. Y/N is always ahead of the game.”

“That she is.” Riri was in the middle of chopping her steak. “Don’t be distracting my girl.”

“Your girl?”

Riri addressed an amused M’Baku. “You see her? Getting territorial already. I said what I said.”

“Oh, please, Y/N has herself together,” Shuri said, albeit trying not to smile. This was a habit whenever you were mentioned. She wasn’t very good at hiding it. “When others are trying to court someone it’s respected and considered romantic, but when I do it it’s a distraction. How is that fair?”

M’Baku shook his head, partly amazed. “Wow. When the player gets whipped—hey!” His gaze turned into a glare when Shuri snatched a carrot from his plate.

As you returned to the cafe, you found Shuri and M’Baku getting into it while Riri was enjoying her lunch unbothered. You noticed she had changed her seat and you couldn’t blame her because you wouldn’t want commotion—whether it was playful or not—to surround you as you were eating.

“Put me down, old man!” Shuri said as M’Baku had her over his shoulder.

“Why is she acting like she’s not Black Panther?” Riri asked herself. Your laughter pulled her attention and she smiled. “Hey Y/N, you’re back.”

M’Baku put down Shuri and seated himself again. “Don’t mind us, Y/N.”

Shuri seemed a little embarrassed. She was blushing and barely looking at you, which was new because her eyes normally stayed on you. “How—how did your call with Nakia go?”

“Good, she just wanted to touch base about the project. Oh, and she’s looking to send over another referral that she wants me to train.”

“Look at you!” Riri called proudly.

You grinned. “Thanks, love.”

Suddenly you felt yourself being pulled into Shuri’s arms as she hugged you close. “You’ve been beasting since you’ve been here. We’re lucky to have you.”

You could have melted in her embrace and her words were like a caress. “Awww, Shuri. Well, when you have a supportive team, it helps.”

Shuri laughed some, piquing your curiosity. She moved some of hair from her eyes, your own gaze tracking the movement. “I just think it’s adorable how you can’t take compliments without giving them back.”

You giggled lightly, understanding her observation. It was also appealing that she was paying attention to you even when you couldn’t see it. “I mean, if the shoe fits.”

“They’re cute,” Riri glanced at M’Baku with a pout.

“Agreed.”

“We would be cute together. Don’t you agree?” said Shuri, her smile widening as she noticed the warmth show in your features. She glanced at her kimoyo beads, checking them before she lightly touched your arm. “Lunch is technically over, but I want to show you something.”

It was a no brainer to accept this invitation.

“Does Riri know?” You looked at the genius.

Shuri chuckled. “Yes, she does. I spoke with her.”

You smiled. “Okay. Lead the way, my queen.”

Garden paradise seemed to accurately describe the location you now inhabited. The skies were a beautiful purple mixed with blues and surrounded by ethereal greenery. It looked too good to be real, like these kinds of things only existed in paintings.

“Wow. This is otherworldly….” You spoke your mind.

Shuri smiled. “Yeah, a part from its beauty, it’s a good place to come and re-ground myself.”

You stared at her, taking in this information. Your thought drifting towards Wakanda’s very own, the late T’Challa. Like many, you had mourned his passing, but you couldn’t begin to imagine how it had impacted—and still impacted his loved ones. And then on top of it, Queen Ramonda had transitioned.

“By the way, I’m so sorry…for your losses…” You said carefully. Until now you hadn’t been able to give your condolences directly. It felt like you’d be remiss to not do so when you had the chance.

Her smile was small and she inhaled and exhaled. “I appreciate it, Y/N.”

You waited to see if she’d add anything more. Either way, you already planned to tell her your next statement. “If you ever want to talk, vent, or anything, I’m here.”

She had an unreadable expression on her face now but the warmth in her eyes was unmissable. Truthfully, she sensed this about you. You seemed like the type she could come to about anything. Thinking this made her smile to herself. “I do want to talk, while you’re here. Tell me about your family.” She tapped your hip and started walking.

You spent three hours just talking, further getting to know each other. Shuri even told you about the heart-shaped herb.

The next morning before you left for work, you received a delivery. Whatever it was must have been clothing because of how it was secured in thick coverage. You attempted to take it but was unprepared for its weight.

“No worries, miss, we are bringing it in,” The delivery man said with a kind smile. His co-worker brought in the rolling hanger and then the outfit was hung up on it.

“Who is this from?” You asked.

“The Queen.”

You wished each other a good rest of the day and then you unveiled the unexpected gift. Your lips fell ajar at what was revealed to you. A gorgeous evening gown. There was a note attached.

Neatly written it read:

Entle Y/N,

I hope you will join me for one of my network’s business launch.

Yours,

Shuri

P.S: Use the card.

Card? What card? Upon looking around you noticed it on the bottom of the clothing rack. Your eyes enlarged at the very generous amount (imagine.)

Realizing you were going to be late for work, you hurried out the door, giving Shuri a call.

“Shuri!” You said when she answered.

“Yes, my love!” She matched your tone.

“You sent me that dress and gift card?”

“I sure did. How’d I do?”

“The dress…Bast, it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen! I’ve never owned anything like it before.”

“Well, it is yours to keep. Especially made for you.”

“So you did design this?”

She hummed in the affirmative. “Now, I didn’t know what kind of jewelry you prefer, so I’m leaving that up to you.”

“Shuri, this is so kind. I will be sure to repay—“

“I’m sorry, what? The line’s breaking up…”

“Ha-ha, very funny. Doesn’t matter what you say, I am repaying you.”

“Nonsense. I’ll see you later, okay?”

“But Shuri—“

“But, nothing. Seeing you wear it is payment enough."

Your shopping experience was going well what with excellent customer service, but like some things in life, it took a turn. As your time lengthened at the stores, you noticed some females staring at you. Some wore blank or curious expressions while others seemed hostile. You could only guess that it was related to Shuri.

People were beginning to talk, noticing that the Queen held you in high regard. Naturally, this would come with some tension. You’d seen as much from the times you’d gone to the club with Shuri and how some of the women had reacted to you.

As long as they didn’t try you, all would be okay.

You went to another merchant and cleared your head, taking an interest in some of the pieces. They had an even better selection. But this time, you decided to find something for Shuri. You took comfort in that, wanting to do something nice for her. But then you got distracted by a not so-whispered conversation.

“Is that her?”

“Yeah, that’s her…”

“She’s cute…”

“Yeah, she alright.”

Then there was a male voice, “She’s pretty. Just gives off innocence.”

“That’s what I’m saying! The queen needs someone who can handle her.”

The earrings you’d been looking at fell to the floor. The merchant went to pick it up as you had turned around to look a small group of friends who already had their eyes glue to you.

You raised an eyebrow at the two girls and one guy. “Can I help you?”

One of the girls was visibly amused. “Are you dating the Queen?”

“Who wants to know?”

“So, that’s a yes.”

“Can you call her?” The guy asked with a dopey smile.

“Maybe if you show some respect, I will.” You held eye contact just a little longer before facing forward again.

“Here you go miss, I gave you new pair,” said the merchant.

For the first time, you weren’t jazzed up to see Shuri. Even when you’d been avoiding her those weeks, you’d still liked being able to see and hear her. However, solitude was what you were seeking at this time.

But you wouldn’t turn her away, especially not after the gift she’d given you.

“My favorite girl.” Her face was brightened when she saw you. You almost felt better from her greeting and hug.

You offered her the dinner you’d made, which she gladly accepted. You smiled softly, watching her eat in your kitchen nook. If she hated your cooking, she was a good actress because she was chowing down merrily.

“Are you just gonna stare at me or talk to me?” She teased.

Your shoulders shook in humor. “I’m in a staring mood right now.”

“I see.” She wiped her mouth with the cloth you’d provided her. “Speaking of staring, have you tried on the dress yet?” You could see the excitement in her eyes.

“No, but even if I had, something tells me you would want me to do it again.”

You could tell she was a little taken aback but she chuckled. “That is right.” She licked her lips. “Did you get the jewelry?”

Your smile faded and you quietly nodded.

She tilted her head a bit, eyeing you curiously. “Okay. How did that go?”

You furrowed your eyebrows wondering if she knew. It wouldn’t surprise you.

“I did get the jewelry, which, by the way, thank you.”

Now, Shuri definitely knew something was off. It was all in your body language and tone. She caged you in by where you leaned against the counter. You looked into her gentle yet probing eyes.

“Usana…” She frowned in concern.

You sighed softly and traced her hand tat. “It was good, until some people started noticing me. I guess some people know we’re seeing each other.” You intertwined your hands with hers, hoping to calm her as you felt the stirrings of a storm.

“How foolish of me, I should have protection for you. Don’t worry, next time and every time after that, you will. Did someone bother you?”

“No,” You shook your head, immediately wanting to dispel such a notion. Shuri’s eyes were becoming wild now. “Nope, nothing of the sort. Just some cattiness.”

“Cattiness?”

You smiled lightly. “Yeah, you know. It’s to be expected.” She waited for you to expound. “Just some immature comments about whether or not I’m cute and me not being able to handle you.” You chewed on your inner cheek, hating that your tone was becoming watery.

Shuri released your hands, backing up. “What? Where was this?”

“One of the stores—“

“Which store?”

“I don’t even remember, but the store is not the issue, it was the patrons.” You chuckled. “And get this, this is the funny part. One of them had the nerve to ask if I could call you.”

Shuri rolled her eyes. “Believe me, if I spoke to them, I wouldn’t be kind.”

“It’s fine, though. No one tried to hurt me.”

“Doesn’t matter. You did not deserve any of that.” She sighed, pulling at her short curls a little. “I knew something was wrong.”

You looked at her inquisitively. “Hm?”

“I just felt something wasn’t right, but I dismissed it.” She tensed her jaw, visibly going through a self-loathing. “This will NOT happen again. I can assure you.”

You wrapped your arms around her waist, swaying her. “Like I said, I know there’s gonna be haters…I just hope you don’t feel the way they do.” You could feel Shuri releasing you again, a frown etched on her features. “Sssh, let me finish. They mentioned that I seem innocent and that you need someone who can handle—“

“That is the dumbest shit I’ve heard.”

You couldn’t help but laugh. “But, what if they are right? I don’t have a lot of experience in certain departments…maybe you would rather someone who knows what to do—“

“Y/N!” she interjected firmly. “Stop the madness. I don’t care if you’ve never been kissed, everything we do together is a first for the both of us—it doesn’t matter who or what was before. This is about the memories we create together. Do you hear me?”

Between her words, conviction, passion, and frustration on your behalf, your heart fluttered and so did your sex. “You’re right.”

“People will talk reckless when they are jealous. Fuck them.”

There were a few times you would have liked to have kissed Shuri. Right now, that desire was at an all-time high.

“I’m gonna try on the dress,” You said, tearing your eyes away from her mouth. “And you can help me choose the jewelry. I also got some stuff for you.”

You turned to leave the kitchen first but were smoothly stopped. Pulling you to her and holding your lower back, Shuri planted a kiss on you that was full of life and love.

#shuri fanfiction #shuri fanfic #shuri x y/n #shuri x you #shuri imagine #marvel imagine #marvel fanfic writer #marvel fanfic club #black panther imagine #wakanda forever fanfiction #shuri udaku #shuri udaku x reader

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fandomcreatorsguild · 3 months

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Looking for a place to interact, share, learn, grow, or just vibe with other creator's in the fandom universe? Join us!! We are a supportive space for creator's of any type and fandom!

We are a growing community with all kinds of community activities planned, and we'd love to support you!

#discord server #fairy tail #black clover #one piece #soul eater #pokemon #digimon #gaming #ouran high school host club #fruits basket #and more #Writers #artists #editors #everyone is welcome

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booksforblkwomen · 1 month

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Happy women’s history month 🥳🎉👸🏾📚

#black girl magic #black women #blacktumblr #black female writers #book club #black girls of tumblr #melanin poppin #booklr #washington dc #authors

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sweetestofchaos · 1 year

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Heyyy, im very new to your page and love to see the black kpop community here. It’s been hard for me to find stories that have a black lead. If you can, can you recommend me other accounts on tumblr that write stories about kpop idols with a black lead?

Thank you so much love!

Hello! Hi, welcome to my world! Let's do this!!

So, right off the bat, the blog you want to check out is @kpopsblackcreatorsociety it has a lot of black content creators that are all awesome! There is also this ask, from last year that has been reblogged by others and they have added to the list of black/poc kpop creators.

It's rough out here for us but it seems that more and more writers are popping up. I really hope you enjoy your time here with us and I wish you best of luck!

Some writers that I love, just off the top of my head are:

@hobeemin @agustdef @yoonieper @joonscypher @agustdealer @hisunshiine @seokjinsonlyone @kimnjss @rkivian @sugaurora @mono-moonchilds @namjinsmoonchile @btsqualityy @sugakookitty @babecoups @baljinciaga

ps. again feel free to add to the list, peeps!!

Chaos

#soc answers #soc asks #soc anon #welcome to the club #black writers #poc writers #kpop ambw

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