#m'baku oneshot

[tchallasbabymama]

Updated 1/2/24

Black Panther fanfiction featuring Black OCs for the 18+ crowd. [Minors DNI]

Officially on hiatus until Spring 2024. I’ve been working on a lot of my original stories, and can’t do both at this time.

Also on AO3!

Here's my other Tumblr where I'll be keeping y'all updated on my original, non-fanfic works. I'm in the process of self-publishing an erotic novella at the moment. Stay tuned for updates!

All works are mine and may not be reposted anywhere. However, I live for feedback, so I ask that you leave comments on and reblog my stories as you read them.

Fanfics below the cut. Enjoy 😘

📚= complete series

📖= series in progress

📓=oneshot

🚧= coming soon

Characters listed in alphabetic order:

Erik "Killmonger" Stevens, A.K.A. Prince N'Jadaka

All For Us 📚

Erik Stevens leaves behind his wife and child to go to Wakanda.

Erik x Samira (OC)

angst

The Temple 📚

Prince N’Jadaka visits The Temple, a place of sacred sexual healing.

N’Jadaka x Aisha (OC)

smut

Black Lace 📓

Erik takes a liking to his girl’s natural scent.

Erik x Quinn (OC)

smut

Baby Body📓

New father Erik realizes his girlfriend isn’t as confident as she used to be, so he decides to do something about it.

Erik x Destiny (OC)

fluff, smut

Don’t Forget About Us 📓

Erik and his ex get that old thang back.

Erik x Kayla (OC)

smut

The Wedding Guest 📓

A lonely girl meets a handsome stranger who turns out to be much more than meets the eye.

Erik x Stevie (OC)

smut

Teamwork 📓

Erik’s girlfriend has been curious about playing with multiple partners at once, and now she’s getting her chance.

Erik x Raven (OC)

smut

M'Baku

Blossoming Ashes: A Troubled Waters Sequel 🚧

Amita Ngani has seen too much darkness over the years, but when an old classmate re-entered her life and brought a certain Jabari chief with her, Amita’s life was forever changed. Will her new life be satisfactory or is there more out there for the formerly dark aziza?

M’Baku x Amita (OC)

angst, smut

Ménage à Trois 📚

Zora works as an assistant for the US Ambassador to Wakanda, and when she gets to see the mysterious country for herself the technology isn’t the only thing that will blow her mind.

T’Challa x Zora (OC) x M’Baku

smut

Ménage à Trois Part Deux 📖

A continuation of Zora’s adventure in Wakanda with her two lovers.

T’Challa x Zora (OC) x M’Baku

smut, fluff

M’Baku’s Love 📚

Inspired by Sylvie’s Love, this story follows M’Baku during his time visiting the Wakandan Outreach Center in Oakland, CA.

M’Baku x Monae (OC)

fluff, smut

Used 📓

M’Baku needs an outlet for his aggression after losing Challenge Day. Luckily, she’s already in his palace waiting for him.

M’Baku x Akila (OC)

smut

Tea and Tattoos 📓

M’Baku gets very close with his new tattoo artist.

M’Baku x Sanaa (OC)

smut

Ready📓

M’Baku’s wife is finally ready to have kids, and he couldn’t be more excited.

M’Baku x Rada (OC)

smut

Girl of His Dreams📓

M’Baku becomes a succubus’ prey.

M’Baku x Akeza (OC)

smut

Her Throne📓

A Ménage à Trois oneshot. Zora decides to have a little fun with her sub.

M’Baku x Zora (OC)

smut

Ramonda

How Ramonda Got Her Groove Back 📖

Queen Mother Ramonda meets a handsome warrior during her brief stay in Jabariland after fleeing Killmonger’s reign.

Ramonda x Kodjo (OC)

fluff, smut

Shuri

Queen Shuri📓

Shuri reluctantly steps into her brother’s shoes while grieving his loss.

angst

T'Challa

Troubled Waters 📚

When King T’Challa’s life is saved by a mysterious woman, his eyes are opened up to a whole new world he never knew existed.

T’Challa x Nia (OC)

angst, smut

Ménage à Trois 📚

Zora works as an assistant for the US Ambassador to Wakanda, and when she gets to see the mysterious country for herself the technology isn’t the only thing that will blow her mind.

T’Challa x Zora (OC) x M’Baku

smut

Ménage à Trois Part Deux 📖

A continuation of Zora’s adventure in Wakanda with her two lovers.

T’Challa x Zora (OC) x M’Baku

smut, fluff

Playlist  📚

On his off-day, King T’Challa makes a visit to the market that could change his life forever.

T’Challa x Ashanti (OC)

fluff, smut, angst

Swimming in Denial 📚

Kali and T’Challa meet in graduate school and become fast friends, but is their relationship truly platonic?

T’Challa x Kali (OC)

fluff, smut, angst

Polaroids📓

Tasha misses her boyfriend T’Challa and plans to send him a gift he won’t forget, but it doesn’t quite work out the way she planned.

T’Challa x Tasha (OC)

fluff, smut

Potential Breakup Fic 📓

T’Challa can’t keep his dick in his pants and his girlfriend is tired of it.

T’Challa x Kiana (OC)

angst

Thunderstorm📓

The king and future queen of Wakanda spend some much-needed quality time together.

T’Challa x Ororo

smut

Homecoming📓

When T’Challa comes back from getting his masters degree, his best friend’s little sister catches his eye.

T’Challa x Hadiza (OC)

smut

Instinct📓

The king tries his best to survive his first heat after becoming the Black Panther.

T’Challa x Xoliswa (OC)

smut

Crossroads Blues📓

A grieving T’Challa meets a strange man at the crossroads.

T’Challa x Monica Lynne

angst, fluff, smut

Thank you for reading and reblogging 💕

Masterlist graphic by @griot-of-wakanda.

#masterlist #cecewritessometimes #black panther fanfiction #killmonger fanfiction #m'baku fanfiction #ramonda fanfiction #shuri fanfiction #okoye fanfiction #nakia fanfiction #t'challa fanfiction #smut #fluff #angst #18+ only

[allthislove]

Thinking about the Namor discourse, I'm reminded of the Killmonger discourse from back when the first movie came out. Almost everyone agreed that he was right, but that his methods were extreme, and that Nakia had already suggested the same things without the violence. Killmonger's stance was... surprisingly just like Namor's. Basically burn the world, take it over (although Namor seems to have little differentiation between poor, oppressed people of the surface and the oppressors of the surface. At least that's how it seems.)

But there was also this huge rise in fans of Killmonger. He's a cool, confident character, played by a handsome actor, who was fun and cool to watch. He was definitely killed off too soon, though. Marvel had that problem of killing their villains back then, when comics heroes usually encounter their villains many times.

Now the main difference between Killmonger and Namor is that Namor isn't a villain. Killmonger comes from a straight forward villain character in the comics. Namor is an antihero in the comics. He has a long-standing feud with T'Challa and Wakanda, and they clash often for reasons similar to this movie. But Namor isn't supposed to be hated as a villain. He's coming from a completely unique perspective than everyone on the surface. Comparing Tenoch Huerta's Namor to the Namor in the comics, they're very similar in that their main goal is the safety and protection of their underwater society. Sometimes, that aligns Namor with the surface heroes. Often, he clashes with them, either because of his own extreme views (burn the world) or because they're getting up to something that puts Atlantis in harm's way (Talokan in the MCU).

So, when I'm seeing a lot of like... takedowns of people who like Namor, and who are attracted to Tenoch, and comments like "Anything for a sexy face" and "y'all wouldn't do this for a Black man" it feels very much... to me... like unfamiliarity with the character. Namor is a superhero, not a villain. We're not supposed to see him like Loki or Thanos. That's why they've been billing him as "the first Mexican SUPERHERO" in the press tour. He is an antagonist for Wakanda a lot of the time, but that's because Marvel comics are actually quite good at nuances. A lot of characters aren't strict hero/villain archetypes in Marvel comics. Look at Magneto and Professor X, as an example. You're gonna tell me Professor X is a moral good superhero and Magneto is a moral bad supervillain? Especially in the current comics where all Mutants live in Krakoa together and have a society protected from the rest of the world. You're gonna tell me Iron Man is a strictly good superhero? Like, nuance is how the comics work. That's what Coogler is actually really good at bringing to his MCU projects and it's why he's the perfect director to even handle a character like Namor.

Coogler knows how to bring the nuance. It's why everyone loved Killmonger, too, even if we didn't agree with him. (Though some of y'all did.) Nuance shows us why Killmonger wants to do what he's doing.

As far as "wouldn't do this for a Black man" takes... isn't that disingenuous when talking to fans of the Black Panther franchise? It's not like the franchise was small or didn't do well. It was one of the most successful movies of the Infinity Saga, up there with Infinity War and Endgame. Most people in these tags HAVE gone up for a Black man. T'Challa was not lacking in love. Neither was Killmonger. Or even M'Baku. How many oneshots I read about M'Baku taking care of his "vegetarian children" because of that one off, throwaway line "Just kidding. We are vegetarians." (Loved the callback to it in this movie with him eating a carrot while talking to the council!) People liking Tenoch Huerta and thinking his version of Namor is attractive has nothing to do with whether or not people find the Black men attractive. But for what it's worth, THERE'S ONLY ONE MAIN BLACK MAN IN THIS MOVIE and that's M'Baku. Unless you expect a bunch of teen and 20-something fans to go up over the elders on the council. T'Challa has passed, W'Kabi is in jail and never shown, Killmonger does show up for a cameo but that's not a main role. All we get is M'Baku. And people are going up for him, because people love M'Baku. This is a movie about a whole country of badass Black women. The only male characters of consequence are M'Baku, Namor, and Ross.

Namor is just a shiny new character and again, not a villain AND provides representation to an entirely different group of people. People are allowed to be excited to see an Indigenous character in a Marvel movie. It doesn't mean they don't love the Black characters in the movie.

As far as shipping, there's really only two choices and that's Shuri/Riri and Shuri/Namor. It's surprising that y'all are upset about Shuri/Namor, as that ship was obvious. You can dislike a ship without pretending everyone who likes it made it up based on nothing. Media literacy is understanding what a story is trying to do, and the Namor and Shuri scenes before the attack on Wakanda were trying to make you see them as a potential romance. I saw one take saying that they might possibly be switching Namor's obsession with Sue Storm into an obsession with Shuri (which is ehhhhhh and I kinda hope not, but would work with the storyline they're building).

With Riri, you get an easy ship kinda in the same grain as ScienceBros, and they are really good friends in the comics, so that ship is a pretty surefire one going forward.

I don't really like Shuri and M'Baku, but I could see it happening more than any of them in canon. I only don't like it because he reads very "older brother" with her and it would feel like an extreme left turn for them to date. But I could see the movies trying that pairing on some like... "good for Wakanda" stuff.

(Then there's Namor/M'Baku which is really funny, and I like your minds 🤣 Based on the "fish man" stuff alone.)

Anyway I'm getting off track, but basically, I think there's a lot of extreme behavior going on in the tags and I think it really boils down to this being your first introduction to Namor, because there's no reason to be angry with people for liking him. You're gonna have to get used to him, too, because he's a Problem, tm, and I fully expect him to insert himself into so many conflicts and give the Avengers grief, too. And I hope we get a main universe (I refuse to call the MCU 616) Illuminati with him and Strange and them, too.

#marvel #namor #wakanda forever #wakanda forever spoilers #Black panther #black panther spoilers #spoilers #shuri #T'Challa #Killmonger #M'Baku #w'kabi #riri williams

[hearteyes-for-killmonger]

Hey you guys!

I'm doing a 12 Days of Christmas where I'm writing 12 shorts/oneshots/imagines involving either: Killmonger, M'Baku, Adonis Creed, Trevante Rhodes, or Johnathan Majors.

I've tagged everyone who I think wants to be tagged. If anything changes or if anyone sees this and wants to be added, let me know. 👌🏾

@dashhoney25 @lettidarawest @soufcakmistress @ljstraightnochaser @princessstevens @eye-raq @thiccdaddy-mbaku @destinio1 @iamrheaspeaks @hidden-treasures21 @bidibidibombaclaat @forbeautyandlife @blowmymbackout @misspooh @thotyana-in-this-hoe @purplehairgawdess @thegucciwaffle @goddessofthundathighs @nobodybaby93 @theegoldenchild @thadelightfulone @sultanabby @mysticalblackhottie @baekhyunbabybunni @fd-writes @richonne4life @tgigoldie @sicksadgen @honeycoatedgld @thehomierobbstark @capswife

[umber-cinders]

First Lines Challenge✨

Got tagged by @xenokattz 😁❣

Rules:  Share the first line of your last ten published works or as many as you are able to, and see if there are any patterns!

❥ Mount Jabari - M'Baku x Reader (OneShot - NSFW)

"Okoye was right; M’Baku was an oaf."

❥ If The Shoe Fits - M'Baku x Reader (Short Story - NSFW)

"You honestly don’t understand what all the fuss is about."

❥ Winter Moon - M'Baku x Reader/OC (MultiChapter WIP - NSFW)

"This was seriously some bullshit."

This was fuuun! Lmfaooo Not all of my published shit being my current hyperfixation 💀

I'll tag anyone who sees this because I honestly can't think of who to tag atm 😅

#Tumblr Writing challenge

[pantherandtheseagod]

#fanfiction #namor x shuri #shuri x namor #mcu namor #princess shuri #seaprincess

[themculibrary]

Stars/Stargazing Masterlist

Breathing with the Universe (ao3) - K_Popsicle G, 758

Summary: Bucky watches the stars and Shuri visits.

Cause you’re a sky full of stars (ao3) - 365paperdolls lance/bobbi G, 271

Summary: “The stars are the only constant left in my life.”

Hours after the events of 3x13, Bobbi is reflecting whilst looking at the stars.

cold air and clear skies (ao3) - thedevilchicken bucky/m’baku M, 100

Summary: Bucky takes a trip. M'Baku shows him the sights.

Contemplating and Stargazing (ao3) - tmwillson3 jane/loki G, 2k

Summary: Jane goes back to Puente Antiguo post-blip to make sense of everything, where she meets someone unexpected, someone she thought dead.

Distress Greater Than Men Know (ao3) - Snickfic heimdall/loki T, 3k

Summary: He felt Loki’s searching gaze on him. Heimdall did not meet it. After a time, Loki said, “I was hoping to beg a favor of you.”

As if Loki would ever suffer himself to beg. “A favor,” Heimdall repeated.

“I’ve—lost sight of something. You seem the ideal person to help me find it.”

Everything Still Turns To Gold (ao3) - vyxythepixie loki/tony G, 1k

Summary: Extremely fluffy frostiron oneshot. Tony takes Loki to see the Northern Lights.

how i wonder what you are (ao3) - besidemethewholedamntime leo/jemma T, 3k

Summary: 'He materialises seemingly out of nowhere, silently replacing the stars in front of her, but she’s hardly surprised. They’ve become rather good at finding one another over the years. She waits for questions, for him to voice what’s been on his face all day, but instead he simply drops something on her stomach and says, “you’re old enough to know that you shouldn’t be out here without a jacket.”'

Jemma's first birthday back home. It's a little different but she still has her family, and she still has the stars.

Let Me Hold You for The Rest of My Life (ao3) - UmbrellaForTheRain mantis/nebula G, 624

Summary: Nebula (not really) stargazing alone, only to end up having a company.

like starlight (ao3) - ohjustpeachy sam/bucky G, 776

Summary: "You're an impossible person to surprise, you know that, right?" Bucky asks. "Wish me luck when I'm ready to propose."

That shuts Sam up.

"You—"

"Oh, no that's not what this is," Bucky says. Yet.

Or, Bucky surprises Sam with a stargazing trip upstate.

Looking at the stars, she felt at peace (ao3) - Laevateinn G, 100

Summary: When Darcy went back to school, whenever the pressure got too much, she would watch the stars.

one single thread of gold tied me to you (ao3) - vegetativestate druig/makkari G, 1k

Summary: The smile this dredges up in Druig is brighter and more radiant than anything a Celestial could conjure, and Makkari thinks, there it is. The sun.

So they lie there, on the duvet, under the stars, centuries worth of lost time stitched together as they breathe their own galaxy into existence.

somehow the future starts somewhere deep within our hearts (ao3) - Lilsciencequeen leo/jemma G, 1k

Summary: A night of stargazing leads to something more

Space (ao3) - elizathecat bruce/thor G, 906

Summary: Bruce has had a bad day so he and Thor swap stories about constellations

Stardust (ao3) - amidtheflowers, Sigridhr carol/darcy G, 837

Summary: Under the stars, Carol and Darcy work out where they're going.

Star(k) Gazing (ao3) - whatthepratt steve/tony T, 2k

Summary: In which Steve is blindfolded and dragged helplessly around the tower by Tony. Not as kinky as you’d think.

Star light, eternally bright, please be with me tonight (ao3) - cosmiceverafter druig/makkari T, 2k

Summary: Makkari makes a wish upon a star and hopes Druig will finally make it come true.

Star light Star Bright (ao3) - spottheem steve/bucky G, 1k

Summary: After a long week of saving people, it was finally time to give the captain some much needed down time.

Starry night (ao3) - what_a_dork_fish G, 586

Summary: A bit of time away.

#themculibrary #mcu #marvel #stars #stars masterlist #stargazing #stargazing masterlist #masterlists

[underatedcharactersunite]

Garden Woes

Summary; M’Baku has a lot on his mind, so he tends to his favourite garden... WordCount; 388 Pairing; M’Baku x Reader Warnings; Fluff

Day 8  Day 10

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It wasn’t rare to see M’Baku working in the garden looking after his vegetable patch. He was deadly serious about the vegetables that you were able to produce up high in the mountains. While there were various fields upon fields of different plants, M’Baku preferred to maintain his patch as it provided as his escape from his serious role of leader.

“M’Baku, where are you?” You called out as you wrapped the shawl around your shoulders tighter. It was cold today, colder than usual it appeared.

“Out here” Faintly in the distance, you could hear M’Baku’s voice echoing off the walls. Following instinct, you found him in his favourite place within your home.

“Why did I know I was going to find you out here?” M’Baku shrugged as he rose onto his feet, determined to wrap his arms around you. He had been working outside for several hours. He was beyond frustrated at today’s council meeting. If he was honest, he didn’t want to be around anyone. There was too much to achieve.

“Is everything okay?” His silence often spoke volumes to you. M’Baku was a man who was as opinionated as they came. Who people viewed as a man who preferred to be direct and straight to the point, so when he chose to be, silent, it often indicated a lot was going through his mind.

“It’s nothing for you to worry about, my Love. A lot has happened today. Everything is going to go our way eventually.” It was true. M’Baku was a man who was true to his word. Knowing there was no point of pushing him. He would talk to you eventually, but for now, you desired him to be okay more than anything.

“Okay. Is there anything I can do?” Shaking his head, he crouched down and continued to work on his garden.

“We’ll have a good harvest this year, plenty of crops to eat. I’m impressed by the little Princess’s ability for technology.” Raising your eyebrow, it was a peculiar day to hear M’Baku provide anyone with a compliment.

“Did you just provide Shuri with a compliment?”

“Perhaps...you will never tell her though. If you do, I’ll deny it.”  Rolling your eyes, you wonder if M’Baku will ever show the world just how gentle he can be.

#black panther imagines #black panther imagine #black panther one shot #black panther oneshot #M'Baku imagines #M'Baku imagine #M'Baku oneshot #M'Baku one shot

[greennightspider]

A Lover and a Fighter

Summary: Just a fun oneshot about a Dora Milaje-in-training who manages to slip up on the one day the Jabari Lord is in town. What is she going to have to do for redemption?

**Smut Warning**

M’Baku x Reader

“Now remember, all you need to do is stand still and follow the others around.” Your cousin Okoye hissed. “No funny business.”

“Yes yes I know I KNOW. Haven’t I proven myself by going through your rigorous training?”

“You may know the golden city, but you have no experience with the Jabari.”

“Oh come on. I made it into the Dora Milaje, I can make it through one ceremony.” You giggled, Okoye sighing and shaking her head with a grin she couldn’t hold back. You were a wild card who had managed to reign herself in enough to rise through the ranks and at 20 become one of the youngest recruits of all time.

Some who were foolish would say it was nepotism. However Okoye did nothing but discipline you twice as hard as any other junior.

The Great Gorilla M’Baku and his highness King T’Challa were not due for another 30mins, so Y/N thought this was the perfect time to let off steam before she had to stand still and be orderly for a good 20mins.

“Watch me cousin, soon, I will be challenging you.” You laughed maniacally, twirling your spear and pointing it at the Dora Milaje leader who was looking quite amused. Until she saw something in the distance that made her turn cold.

“Uh, Y/N-“

“Muahahahaha, and who knows? Maybe I will even challenge for the crown one day!” You declared, twirling your spear and yourself into a circle so fast everything around you was a blur. But you had practiced this move to the point where you did not grow dizzy. Faster and faster you went, the blur of the wind near your ears muffling out the sound of what you assumed was your cousin telling you to calm down as always.

But you would do no such thing!

Your twirls became faster and faster, blinding you to the changing scenery, or the two figures who added to it. “And then, I would VENTURE into the infamous Jabari mountains, and even challenge the great Jabari Lord himself! Dazzling him with my wiles, my intellect, my wit and of course my signature move! HiiiiiiiiiiiiiyA-“

Just as you had finished your last rotation and twirled the spear in your hands you lifted it above your head and struck outwards. Except your strike only went half the distance you had planned. Landing on something hard, while your body movements had followed through with your head staring straight at the ground in front of you.

Feet.

There’s feet in front of me.

Slowly your eyes travelled up the gigantic man in front of you with an open mouth, your gaze infally resting on your spear.

That was… resting squarely on top of the Jabari Lord’s skull.

Oh fuck my life.

Turns out, T’Challa and M’Baku had arrived early and in his own personal craft he usually parked just behind the official runway, and that Okoye was trying to warn you of the two men approaching you.

The more menacing one….you just hit… in the head… with your spear.

After a moment of complete silence the Jabari Lord flicked your spear away like it was nothing, and stepped even closer to you while your head shrunk into your shoulders, frozen. Your instincts told you to run, but your brain told you running from a predator was definitely suicide. His dominating glare almost made you wet yourself.

That is, until you realized he hadn’t blinked in a while. Your fear started to mix with curiosity, but before you could dare ask if the Jabari Lord was okay he promptly fell sideways and collapsed on the runway.

Oh shit I just murdered a guy.

Wait.. does this make me ruler of Jabari Land?

“Y/N!” Okoye’s bark snapped you to your senses, as T’Challa and Okoye rushed towards the Great Gorilla.”

“Is he dead?” You squeaked.

“No you idiot he is UNCONSCIOUS!” Okoye all but screamed.

“Will he be okay?”

“You will be lucky if this doesn’t start an INVASION.” Okoye seethed. “Now the least you can do is see to him so that when he wakes up you can apologize before he gives us a declaration of war.”

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You sat with M’Baku in the medical wing of the royal compound as Shuri performed scan after scan, making sure that the head injury didn’t cause any substantial or permanent damage. “Lucky for you Jabari skulls are thick.” Shuri turned back with a smile. “He will be fine.”

“Oh thank Bast!” You collapsed on your knees, Shuri giggling at your drama. Which was not unwarranted. You couldn’t fathom what the repercussions would be if you had permanently sidelined one of the biggest and most frightening warriors you had ever seen. Okoye would probably happily hand your ass to the Jabari all wrapped up in a bow with an apple in your mouth.

“I will keep him here for a few more hours, but then I will have transfer him to his guest quarters.”

You almost stumbled when you felt a firm hand clap straight down on your shoulder. “And YOU are going to be right there to apologize and to tend to his every whim.” You felt the hand clench. “Is that clear?”

“Crystal clear Okoye!” You managed to squeak out, wondering if you’d still be able to serve Hanuman his every whim with one functioning arm.

“Good.” You heard Okoye smile sinisterly from behind, letting your shoulder return to its normal shape. “I better hear good things about you, the fate of the nation depends on it. No pressure!”

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“No pressure my ass.” You grumbled, as you found your way to the Jabari living quarters. It wasn’t hard per say, as the Jabari royal guards were hard to miss, being male, almost two metres tall and muscles for days. You weren’t the only one who noticed, as you saw almost half a dozen Dora Milaje take the longest most inconvenient route to the dorms, which happened to be right past the hulking warriors. You couldn't blame them really, we were warriors, not robots. We did have eyes.

After making it past the guards the door opened to a still unconscious chief resting peacefully.

How the hell does he manage to make a double bed look small? You thought, grabbing a small stool so you could sit closer, as ordered. Which gave you a front row seat to the sleeping man.

He was still intimidating even when he slept, his face only looking mildly slack. You decided to get a closer look at him. His face was not unattractive, albeit for the bandage on his head courtesy of you. 

His beard, while bushy was neatly trimmed, his broad shoulders giving way to thick beefy arms. As you got even closer, you noticed he smelled strongly of pine and snow, as if that could even have a scent. He was lower half was covered in a thin blanket.

Woah hold up. Is he-

Suddenly the Jabari Lord’s eyes snapped open, and in his haze seeing nothing but a shadow hovering over his body he instantly grabbed at the intruder and rolled over so he had them in a bear hug underneath him.

“Who sent you assassin!” He roared.

You barely had any breath to answer him, being crushed by his arms and his body and his-

“My Lord I was sent to give my apologies!” You managed to squeak out. “I’m just a Dora Milaje trainee!”

The Jabari chief took a minute to register what she was saying before registering his surroundings, and the shine of the gleaming golden city gave him pause. Enough to let you at least wiggle one hand through so you could hold yourself up and breathe.

“Damn do you guys wrestle bears in Jabari Land?” You wheeze.

Noticing you were still there and underneath him, not ready to let go until he had all the answers. “And why was I unconscious.”

He noticed at this you stopped squirming. “I uh, accidentally high kicked your ass and knocked you out?”

The Jabari Lord scrunched his face. “Really?”

“YES! And by the way your morning wood is in my ass so unless you’re just really happy to see me-“

The great gorilla instantly released you and flung himself to the other side of the bed, hastily scrunching all the sheets toward his torso.

“Wow, do all Jabari sleep naked or is it just you?”

“I run hot.” The Jabari man grumbled. Interestingly enough you thought he looked slightly cute all embarrassed and such.

“My apologies for tackling you. I thought-“

“Oh spare the formalities you’ve already almost gone to 3rd base with me.” You chuckled. “I’m Y/N.”

“M’Baku. Just M’Baku will do.”

You smiled, grateful that this didn’t look like it would turn into a national disaster after all. “Well as an apology for the accident I’m here to assist you with anything you may need here during your stay.”

“Anything?” M’Baku growled.

“Anything?” You smiled pertly.

“Aaaanything?”M’Baku slowly drawled out.

“Yup anything!”

All of a sudden you felt a hand grab you and yank you forward, squeaking louder than you wish you had. And when you blinked you found yourself in the lap of the great gorilla and his… other great gorilla.

“Anything?” He asked again, slowly snaking his big hands up your hips and waist.

“I uh- My Lord?” You stumbled.

“I said I run hot.” M’Baku said as he drew you in so he could sniff the nape of your neck. “The trip here was so long, so draining, with no... company to sate me.” He chuckled darky, his breath on your skin making your shoulder. “We Jabari men can be very.... virile. As you can see.” He slowly grinded his member into you. “And I am already at my limit.”

You helped but made no move to stop the naked, herculaic man beneath you, wondering if this was just a too-good-to-be-true sex dream.

“Will you help me, little Milaje?”

You tried to catch your breath as your hands rested on his chest, taking in the sculped naked body before you. You could feeeeeeel the common sense leaving your body with every second that passed.

“Y/N?”

His voice drew you back to your sense, and he could already see your eyes become heavy lidded with lust. M’Baku didn’t break eye contact as he lifted your hand to his lips, kissing your fingers softly.

“Well, if that’s what you wish I can only happily offer my services.” You could barely get the last words out before you dragged your face to his, drawing him into a deep kiss. You felt his member pulse between your legs, and you couldn’t help but grind into him in response, earning you a deep growl.

“Undress.” He commanded in a dark voice, and as soon as your upper half was exposed he latched onto your breasts, moving from one to the other hungrily. You moaned in approval, helpless as the Jabari Lord led you deeper and deeper into depravity.

He continued to tease you by letting you grind your now soaking pussy against his member, its length and girth already making you drool. Finally you couldn’t take any more, bracing yourself on his shoulders while he held his cock in place, eagerly awaiting you. You both moaned as you took him fully, knowing he was your biggest partner yet.

“By Hanuman Y/N you feel so good.” M’Baku moaned, as he started to grind his hips upwards into you, making you yelp in approval. His strokes were long and broad letting you get used to him, but it wasn’t long before you were bracing your self on his shoulders once again while you bounced in his lap.

You couldn’t get enough of him, your lust blinding you to all reason and sense. You started calling his name with wild abandon, which would only seemed to spur him on. Noticing your moans get higher and higher he pulled you in for another long kiss. As you parted you saw the lust lidded in his eyes. “Are you going to cum, Y/N?”

“Yes M’Baku, yes yes yes!” Was all your brain could form, and at this M’Baku grabbed your hips and pounded into them from above, your moans turning into screams of ecstasy.

M’Baku watched you cave into your desire, and the sight of you bouncing in his lap made him come undone, kissing you as he thrusted into you with no restraint, filling you with his seed.

You collapsed in his lap, M’Baku wrapping his arms around you and slowly pulling himself out of you. You felt some of him dribble out of you as he did, the Jabari chief slowly drawing the blankets over you both.

“Well that was-“

“Indeed.” M’Baku replied lazily, unconsciously drawing lazy circles on your back. “I think it very much cured me of my injury.”

At this you burst out laughing, snuggling more into his neck. “Oh really?”

“I am sure of it.” M’Baku nodded with a serious face, before side-eyeing you. “Although I think treatment needs to be administered daily.”

“Mhmm?”

“Multiple times.”

“Oh of course.”

“For maximum results.”

“Oh absolutely.” You grinned mischievously. “Anything for you my Lord.”

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“So the Jabari Lord is awake?” Okoye asked.

“Yup, he seems to be fully functioning.” You replied with a smile.

“And he is still open to negotiations?” T’Challa inquired.

“Very open. Once I cleared up my mistake he was very understanding.” You grinned.

“Okay. That will be all Y/N, just be more careful next time.” Okoye pleaded.

“I will I will don’t worry cousin!” You called out as you almost skipped out of the palace chambers, leaving Okoye and T’Challa sighing in relief, while Erik with arms crossed side-eyed both of them as they all watched you go.

“So none of ya’ll gone tell her about the big-ass hickey on her neck?”

{THE END}

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[thepaperpanda]

“Please stop making me fall in love with you!” || M’baku x Reader One shot

Summary: You are a simple healer with feelings for M’baku.

Warnings: none

Words: 1270

Author: Cass

A/N: This one-shot was written for @arawynn ‘s writing challenge. My prompt was “Please stop making me fall in love with you! I swear, every time I see your beautiful face, I fall all over again.”

Living high in the mountains wasn't easy and everyone knew it, everyone except people from Jabari tribal.

You were a simple healer, your main objective was to keep everyone happy and healthy, no matter what it was, a sickness or a battle wounds.

You were mostly taking care of second thing but still, it was your work.

Jabari liked to fight and everyone knew it, that was why there were so many of warriors, like you. You were the one that was bringing them a relief after every fight.

You were calmly walking through the village with a basket full of herbs when you saw a little boy sitting in front of your house.

"Let me guess, you played with older boys again, huh?" You said walking closer to him.

Boy nodded. "I just really want to be like they, and I hurt my leg."

You smiled softly and opened door to your hut. "I told you that soon you will be like them, and that for now, you should be careful around them." You put away your basket and patted a little stool. "Come on, let's take a look at this leg."

Boy nodded and climbed on a stool, showing you his leg, then you carefully inspected his injury. It was nothing more than a bigger scratch.

You gently washed his wound and wrapped it into the fresh bandage. You could see that boy didn't like it, and tried to be brave.

When you were done, you petted his head.

"You were really brave but please, be more careful. Warrior need to be brave but also wise, okay?"

He giggled and nodded. "Okay, I promise but can you take me home?"

You smiled at him. "This one time I will do this." You said and took boy's hand. "Okay, let's go."

You knew where the boy lived, so it wasn't a big deal for you to take him home.

You considered that a time spent with kids was the best time of your life. They were funny, cute, gently, and they made your heart melt. They often liked to pull you into their little games every time when they saw you, and you weren't too busy with your work.

It was a nice difference than patching up adults.

Suddenly, you were surrounded by other kids that wanted to play.

Little did you know that you were watched by someone else also.  To be exact, by M’baku himself.

You both knew each other pretty well, you often were helping him with wounds or any kind of injuries. This was what he loved in you, your kindness, your need of helping someone, how gently you were.

He never was brave enough to tell you everything, and he felt so weird with it but finally decided to walk to you. “Y/N?”

You looked up from crowd of kids and smiled. “M’baku!” You bowed your head a little and looked at kids. “Okay, now go and play alone.” When you were free, you smiled at M’baku again. “How are you today? Everything is fine?”

He nodded. “Yes, everything is fine. I was wondering how are you today, that’s why I came here.” “That’s so nice.  I am great, I just returned from my herbs hunt and I was kidnapped by kids.”  You said before laughing.

“They like you, you look like person that is really good with kids.” He noticed with smile.

You blinked and blushed deeply, you haven’t used to hear such a words from him. “I… Thank you, I am sorry M’baku but… I need to go. I still have a lot of work to do.”

„This is not a problem. I hope we will see each other soon.” You both said goodbye and then you quickly walked back to your hut.

You sat on your chair and rubbed your face. “Why this always needs to happen!” You growled loudly. You were in love with him but what could you do. He was a leader when you were a simple healer.

You spend hour in your chair thinking about all of this before deciding to really do something to keep your hands and mind busy.

It was few days since you met M’baku. Your days were going slowly, without bigger problems. They were calm, filled with simple work and little pleasures like walks or playing with children.

You thought that this day will be no different than previous ones. You didn’t expect anything to happen, so you simply sat in your little hut doing practically nothing.

Suddenly you heard loud banging at your door. You rolled your eyes and got up to open them, you couldn’t describe how big surprise it was to see one of M’baku’s guards standing right in front of you.

You blinked and look up at him. “Something’s wrong? Did I do something?”

“No, our leader needs you.” He simply informed you.

What could possibly happen that he required your present now? And why he didn’t come by himself?

You quickly grabbed your bag and followed the guard.

M’baku was sitting on his throne, he didn’t look happy, you could see that but worst thing was blood on his face. You could tell it came from wound on his forehead. He looked at you. “Y/N…”

“M’baku. Look at yourself.” You walked to him closer and gently took his face in your hands. “What happened to you, I didn’t hear about any fight today.” You said before pulling out a little cloth from your bag and pressing it to his wound.

“Because there was none. Today was a coronation of young prince.” He muttered.

“You took your people and went there to challenge him, huh?” You asked and looked at him.

“Yes, I did.” M’baku nodded.

“Why you didn’t tell me earlier? I would be ready or something, at last I would know. What if T’challawould kill you? Thanks Bast that he is a smart man with good heart.” You sighed softly as you started to clean his face from blood.

“I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to see me as a frailer.” He sighed and nuzzled to you.

At that point you couldn’t help but hugged him. “Hey, everything is fine. I still see you as someone amazing and I still see you as a great leader. This thing will never change for me.”

“Even when I lose?”

You petted his hair gently. “Well, you are beaten up but the most important is that you are back, we Jabari need you, M’baku.”

He moved his head enough so he could look up at you, at this you only smiled at him sweetly. “Please, stop.”

You blinked. “I…. I don’t do anything.”

He smiled defiantly amused by you little confusion.  “Please stop making me fall in love with you! I swear, every time I see your beautiful face, I fall all over again.” After that words he pulled you closer.

You blushed deeply and shook your head. “I love you too but now, please. Let me go M’baku, I need to take care of you.”

“Of course my queen but I have one more question to you.” He said. “Will you stay here with me? I will need your help during my recovery.”

You laughed loudly. “Well, I don’t think your injuries need so much attention but just for the safety, I will stay to keep an eye on.”

“I cannot wait to have both of those beautiful eyes all over me.” He murmured.

“M’baku! Stop, now come on. Let me finish my job!” You said frowning.

“Okay, let’s do some of your

magic.” M’baku nodded.

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[katasstrophey]

This House We Live In

*PART 2*

Part 1 of x: This House We Live In

Pairing: M’Baku x Reader

Length: 1.8k + words

Warning: none.

M’Baku laid next to her, his head resting on her lap as her fingers drew unknown shapes on the side of his face.

His eyes were closed.

She was humming slowly.

They were still in that moment – entirely still.

“A tribe and a home. it seems I’ll be forced to choose between both.”

The girl’s movements stilled, her breath hitched.

His eyes snapped open as he looked up at her.

“I would choose a home with you, there is no doubt in my mind. Just say the word and I swear before Hanuman, before the mountains that we call home, before the sun and before the stars that we can leave this all behind if that would mean I would be still with you – for more than just a second.”

“They won’t make you choose, Baku.” Her soft words of reassurance did nothing to ease M’Baku.

“I want you here, with me. Don’t you see that I need – I just, so desperately need you to be still with me. Just for a second. That is all I ask for, a second still with you. I feel as though I haven’t looked at you – really looked at you in days – no, in weeks.”

“Words straight out of my father’s mouth.”

The future Jabari tribe leader closed his eyes once more, this time it was anguish and not peacefulness drawn on his face.

The palace, M’Baku’s home that had once been filled with the joy and light of Hanuman himself had dimmed and turned grey, dull and lifeless. The sudden death of his younger brother to an unknown illness being the catalyst of this shift, the chieftain and his wife had become numb to themselves all the while assuring the well-being of their tribe.

“And do you know what mother replied to that?”

It was now the girl’s turn to frown, she continued to stroke his face softly and stayed quiet.

“Nothing. She had said nothing. Mother had just stood there and watched as she broke father’s heart!”

M’Baku had escaped her grasp and was now standing before her fuming.

She could see it as clear as the snow fell on the other side of her bedroom window, he was filled to the brink.

The anger and hurt he carried within him seemed to unravel him at once. Her heart bled for him as she stood up from the small bed they had been lounging on to take hold of his shaking hands.

“Look at me,” her voice was low but firm, she was the only one capable of bringing M’Baku back to himself when his emotions ran wild and attempted to suffocate him.

His watery eyes left her dark Jabari wood floors and turned up to her. He took a deep breath, clinging desperately to her.

“Don’t talk at me Baku,” she pleaded “talk to me.”

She knew there was much more to the story M’Baku let on. While he was seen as a unwavering rock by the others, to her he was an open book whose lines tended to waiver at times.

“I didn’t want it to be like that – that isn’t a life, that isn’t a home, that is just empty and cold and two people sharing a bed – I just,” M’Baku tripped and fumbled over his words as he tried to vocalize what it was exactly that was tearing him apart.

“I don’t want us to be like that love.” He had pulled her close, both hands cupping her face. M’Baku wanted to make sure she heard him, loud and clear.

“I want a life,” M’Baku whispered, “I want a home – a home that is filled and warm and more than just two people sharing a bed. I want to be still with you for more than a fucking instant.”

His image wavered as her eyes started to fill with tears. While they were both too young to know anything about anything in their 17th year of life, there was no doubt in her mind that she loved this boy and that she would be in love with him for the rest of her living days.

And so she kissed him. Threw her arms around his neck and pulled him even closer so that her actions would demonstrate the extent of what she felt for him.

That night, in the midst of her childhood home, the two lovers poured themselves into the each other – M’Baku making sure to fill her with his love until she could no longer find the strength to breathe any longer.

·

M’Baku was cold.

The Jabari tribe leader was adorned in the finest furs there was to offer and yet he remained cold.

Such affliction had been attempted to be remedied by the lighting of many fires. While some were more memorable, more beautiful, more curvaceous and more intriguing throughout the years, none seemed to be the one to light the fire within, like it had blazed in his youth.

It was on nights like these, when the winds blew violently and the snow fell relentlessly that M’Baku wondered.

It had taken years of discipline and hard work for him to hold back from reaching out to her.

A drug in her own right, M’Baku had been almost fifteen years sober.

He had refused to have anything that had to do with her come even close to reaching his ear.

No mention of her name, no news, no follow-ups, nothing.

It was that particularly cold night, when the cold raged outside and seeped into his skin that M’Baku finally gave in and sought her out.

His trek to the little place he was told was her home was weighted on him to the point where each step taken in the middle of the wind and the ice and the snow pained him greatly.

He was filled to the brink.  

Pulling his hood closer to his face, the Jabari chief let out a strangled moan as he spotted the house in question. He had camped out in the midst of a snowstorm for days, he had fought wild beasts with nothing but a spear, he had watched his brothers in arms die before his eyes –

but this.

M’Baku stood still before the door of the house for a long moment, not knowing if what resided on the other side of that door would mend or break the soul he hid so carefully within.

The harsh wind beckoned him to knock. He conceded.

As the door finally opened, she appeared in all her glory.

The light behind her pooled unto the dark snow he stood on as suddenly he felt it.

That warmth emanating from her hit M’Baku with such force that he almost staggered backwards.

It was the look of utter disbelief drawn on her radiant face that kept him standing.

Fourteen years and M’Baku couldn’t help but think that she glowed even more beautifully than she did back when they nothing but kids.

The shock turned into a huge smile as she beckoned him inside.

“You will freeze yourself to death standing in the cold like that, Baku!” She scolded as she hurriedly closed the door behind him.

Baku.

It was when she turned around a faced him that M’Baku finally took notice of the swollen belly she sported.

His eyes left her stomach and made their way back up to hers. They still held that twinkle they always had but to that was added the spark of a woman with child.

She was magnificent and he was sinking.

The woman offered him some food and drink.

M’Baku refused and numbly looked around at the home she had built.

He agreed to sit beside her on the large couch in her living room.

“Why are you here, M’Baku?” The softness in her voice carried M’Baku back in time, yet the nature of her question held him back.

As he looked down at her he knew he would dare not utter a lie to her.

“I missed you,” he croaked out.

Concern flashed on her face as the woman opened her mouth to respond.

“Mama!”

The two adults’ gaze shifted from one another to the little girl that had, unbeknownst to them, made her way down the stairs and into the living room.

“Kayela,” the woman scolded gently, “what are you doing out of bed at such a late hour?”

The girl looked at the large man besides her mother curiously before gazing at the floor beneath her feet guiltily.

Her mother sighed, “is it the storm love?”

To that the girl nodded once more.

“Alright, you go back to bed now. Give mama a second and she’ll be up there to tuck you in.”

M’Baku’s throat tightened painfully.

As the small pitter-patters of the girl’s footsteps disappeared, the woman turned her gaze from the staircase back to the man before her and covered his large cold hands with her small warm ones.

“I missed you too, M’Baku.”

The small smile she sent his way made his heart clench.

He cleared his throat, “it has been so long. What have you been up too?”

M’Baku hoped that her excited chatter would be drowned out by the heavy beating of his heart, however his mind hung on every last word that came out of her lips, each word digging the dagger deeper and deeper and deeper and deeper in.

She had found a life – She had found a home – She had found full and warm and more than two people sharing a bed.

She had found a moment of stillness with someone other than him.

“What about you?” The question was thrown at him such force that he got caught off guard.  

“I suppose I’m looking” M’Baku licked his lips as he eyes left her curious ones, “for something.”

To that answer she frowned, “what exactly are you looking for, Baku?”

The concern on her face was almost comforting to him; nevertheless, he remained silent.

M’Baku prayed she had lost the ability to see right through him during the last decade and a half.

He hoped and prayed.

·

Had she settled?

M’Baku asked himself that question as he threw on his furs once more and made his way towards the door with her in tow.

No.

As much as it hurt him to say, she had not settled. She had moved on and had grown up while he had stayed still for longer than a second in the past with a version of her that had died a long long time ago.

“I hope you find what you’re looking for…”

Her words trailed off as M’Baku stepped outside, the piercing cold a welcome feeling to the Jabari leader for her warmth had started to suffocate him.

“I did,” he stated, “it simply isn’t mine any longer.”

Those words didn’t reach her ear as they hid and disappeared in the cover of the strident wind.

His face would stay with her for a long time after that last encounter.

That face she had once witnessed as being so full of life, had now been transformed by his sad eyes and his longing gaze.

It tugged at her soul, the small glimpse of his face she had caught before he had turned his back to her and marched his way back to his throne. The foot prints he left on the ground disappeared as they were covered by the snow, leaving no proof he had even come at all.

Her heart bid him goodbye and it bled for him in that instant – just a second of stillness for him was what she sent out as she closed the door of her home behind him.

She had a little girl that wouldn’t be rocked back to sleep on her own.

·

Darling, have a heart Don't let one mistake keep us apart I'm not meant to live alone

Turn this house into a home

When I climb the stair and turn the key Oh, please be there still in love

with me

·

A/N: I’ve been listening to some sad 70s and 80s love ballads from which this cookie was born. I’ve been inspired. I’m thinking of making this part of a three-fic compilation entitled My Poor Baby M’Baku: a three part collection of Hurt!M’Baku oneshots. Should I have a go at it? And yes, I am well aware I got two full series to update, but hey inspiration hits what inspiration’s gonna hit 🤷🏾‍♀️.

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[tchallasbabymama]

I KNOW that after seeing Black Panther: Wakanda Forever, y'all are gonna want more M'Baku (and Killmonger)...

So here's a handy guide to my stories. Plus, a look at what's to come for those of you who are new and don't know what to look forward to yet.

Series in pink, oneshots in blue. Everything is 18+ ONLY!

First off, my M'Baku fanfics:

M'Baku's Love

Ménage à Trois

Ménage à Trois Part Deux (coming soon)

Her Throne

Girl of His Dreams

Ready

Tea and Tattoos

Used

Blossoming Ashes (coming soon)

Next up, Erik "Killmonger" Stevens:

All For Us

Black Lace

Baby Body

Don't Forget About Us

The Wedding Guest

Teamwork

The Temple

Also, I have one Shuri fic that I wrote as a way to process my grief.

Stay tuned for more M'Baku! There may or may not be more Killmonger, but I have a Ramonda fic and an Okoye x Nakia fic coming soon!

T'Challa stories here if you're interested💜.

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[ourhappylies]

M’Baku Fluff Alphabet (Black Panther)

Author: Cherry🍒 Requested: Anonymous.

A = Attractive what do they find attractive about the other?

M’Baku finds your selflessness and inner strength to be beautiful. He admires you for being able to care and give so much to others.

B = Baby do they want a family? why/why not?

There is nothing M’Baku wants more than to have children. He pictures a future with you and a few little angels running around causing havoc in the home he’ll have with you.

C = Cuddle how do they cuddle?

He isn’t much of a cuddler but he loves sleeping with you as close to him as possible. He’s happy as long as some part of you is touching him and he can feel the warmth radiating from your body.

D = Dates what are dates with them like?

When M’Baku takes you on dates, he tried to keep it simple but still make it a lovely experience that lets you two bond even more. He loves to take you on picnics in the evening, where you two can watch the sunset and eat a selection of your favourite foods. Then after the suns gone down, he’ll lay with you and watch the stars while talking.

E = Everything you are my ____ (e.g my life, my world…)

“You are my one true love. No one else could ever make me feel the way you do,” M’Baku sighed as his lips captured your own.

F = Feelings when did they know they were falling in love?

M’Baku knew he was falling in love when he couldn’t help but smile each time he looked at you, heard your name, and thought of you. He just couldn’t get you off of his mind, and he didn’t want to either.

G = Gentle are they gentle? If so, how?

Despite M’Baku’s tough and intimidating outside appearance, he’s really a big softie on the inside. He loves you with his whole heart and would never, ever do something that would result in you being hurt.

H = Hand/Hold how do they like to hold? how do they like to hold hands?

He’ll gently hold your hand when he’s walking with you. His fingers will intertwine with yours and pull you closer to him.

I = Impression first impression/s

M’Baku thought you were an angel when he first laid eyes on you. Your beauty, both inside and out, shined brightly and radiated from you. He thought it was strange, but from the moment he met you, he knew you were his soulmate.

J = Joker are they into pulling pranks?

M’Baku likes to mess with people’s heads and joke around but not very often. He likes to maintain a serious demeanour. M’Baku loves to make you laugh though, and he’ll do everything he can to hear your laughter.

K = Kisses how do they kiss?

Breathtakingly but dearly. He pours all of his emotions into the kiss, showing you the love and adoration he feels for you.

L = Love who says I love you first?

M’Baku told you on your birthday. He planned you a special evening that he hoped would stay with you for the rest of your life. After eating the meal that M’Baku has specially prepared for you, he pulled you up from your seat and asked you to dance with him. After he gently spun you, he pulled you back and pressed a soft kiss to your lips before he murmured the three words to you.

M = Memory their favourite moment together

His favourite memory is of the first time he let you sit on his throne. The pure childish excitement, the massive smile and the glimmer of happiness in your eyes made his own happiness bubble up inside of him. He’ll frequently let you sit in his lap while he’s on the throne just so he can see that glimmer in your eye again.

N = Nickel do they spoil? do they buy the person they love everything?

M’Baku loves spoiling you. You’re his one and only and he believes you only deserve the best. He’ll spoil you with everything you love whether it’s jewels, books, etc. To him, you deserve to be treated like a queen.

O = Orange what colour reminds them of their other half

Silver and black just like the stars and night sky he frequently watches with you.

P = Petnames what pet names do they use?

“Entle” (Beautiful), “Sithandwa sam” (My darling” and “My one true love”.

Q = Quaint what is their favourite non-modern thing?

M’Baku is very fond of the weapons, armour and accessories that belonged to his ancestors. He’s incredibly proud to be their descendant and he loves wearing that pride.

R = Rainy Day what do they like to do on a rainy day?

On a rainy day, M’Baku likes to stay in bed and lay with you. He enjoys relaxing while listening to your soothing voice.

S = Sad how do they cheer themselves/each other up

When M’Baku’s upset, he craves physical contact with you. He’ll find you and pull you into a tight hug and capture your lips with his. He’ll then talk to you about his stresses and ask for advice.

T = Talking what do they love to talk about?

M’Baku loves talking about the history of his tribe. He talks about his family, the future and what things would be like if he became king.

U = Unencumbered What helps them relax?

When M’Baku is feeling overwhelmed or stressed out he likes to go for long walks with you by his side. It gives him more time to show you his kingdom and let you explore it while also helping him feel more at ease. He’ll vent about his problems to you and listen to you talk about your day.

V = Vaunt what do they like to show off? What are they proud of?

M’Baku likes to show off his family and his tribe, along with everything they’d managed to accomplish without the use of vibranium. He also loves to show off to you, his intelligence and his skills. He would love for you to be proud of him

W = Wedding when, how, where do they propose?

It was no secret that M’Baku wanted to marry you, he’d told you many times that he couldn’t wait to be married and to start a family. One day as the two of you laid in bed talking, he felt an overpowering urge to ask you. So, he did. He interrupted you halfway through your sentence to ask you. He knew it wasn’t the most romantic proposal, but he was happy he had finally asked you.

X = Xylophone What’s their song?

Kings by Tribe Society.

Y = You the ___ to my ___ (e.g the cookies to my milk, the macaroni to my cheese)

“You are the snow to my mountains,” M’Baku whispered softly as he pressed a kiss to your temple. His strong arms wrapped firmly around your frame that sat comfortably in his lap. The two fo you overlooked the miles of snowy mountains, enjoying the peacefulness of the moment.

Z = Zebra if they wanted a pet, what pet would they get?

M’Baku would get a St. Bernard. He loves their appearance and he thinks they’d make a great companion.

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Masterlist

Headcannons

He loves to play in your hair (T’Challa)

Play fighting (Erik)

Baby on board (T’Challa)

Guess Who (T’Challa)

Imagines

Pet Dog (T’Challa) 

Half on a baby (T’Challa)

Expiration Date (Erik Killmonger)

Throwback  (Chadwick)

Ash to Ash (T’Challa)

Warm Bed (Chadwick)

Holla If You Need Me (Chadwick)

You’re My Lady (?)

Here and now (?)

Oneshots

Hair Day (M’Baku)

Early Start (Killmonger)

Baby Daddy (Killmonger)

Series

Just the two of Us (Chadwick) 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 |

Street Life 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6

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9 People you’d like to get to know better

I was tagged by @mamajankyy ❥❥❥

Last song: Djadja by Aya Nakamura

Favorite color: Greens and oranges is earthy tones. Also black.

Currently watching: Secret Invasion 👽

Last movie: Captain Marvel (Never seen it before and I am now stuck on Skrulls because of Gravik)

Currently Reading: Rereading the fic Tear You Apart by Nocturne1980 on A03 because all of her stuff is amazing and I can't get enough.

Sweet/spicy/savory: Sweet/Savoury

Relationship status: Taken

Current obsession: King M'Baku, omegaverse concepts, Orcs and monsters :)

Last thing I googled: LMFAO

Currently working on: My M'Baku - ABO story Winter Moon, A GravikxReader OneShot and a base in my minecraft server 😅

I tag (no pressure): @karimk2, @princess-of-gondor, @theeblackmedusa @flaps200and anyone else seeing this who wants to join

#Ask Umber #Asks #Youtube

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#fanfiction #namor x shuri #shuri x namor #mcu namor #princess shuri #seaprincess

[dramaqueeenamby]

In Da’ Club

A/N: This is loosely inspired by the TV show Sister Sister. The episode where Tia and Tamera....welll, I’m sure you’ll pick up on it! ;) 

In which you, T’Challa, Erik, Erik’s girlfriend, Shuri, and someone else all set out for a night at the club. 

Words: 2432

Visuals of the ladies as follows:

In Da’ Club

“Absolutely not!”

“Y/N!”

“No, Erik!” Y/N said more forcefully. “That is a terrible idea.”

“That’s what you say about everything that I suggest!” He threw his hands up to show his frustration.

“Well then perhaps you should stop making suggestions altogether.” She shook her head and noticed a group of boys surrounding a smaller boy. “If you wanna do something, you can go help him.”

Erik dragged his eyes over to the scene and rolled them before sauntering over.

“Ya know, I for one am not always Team Erik, but he might be onto something, girl,” Deja commented innocently from her position on Y/N’s side.

“Deja…”

“Come on, Y/N.” Deja practically whined. “You were the captain of your school’s dance team in high school and led your team to nationals while in college.”

She paused. “I fail to see the relevance.”

Deja sucked her teeth. “You mean to tell me that you and your girls never went out to celebrate?” Silence. “Mmmhmmm.”

“That was different, Deja. I was younger and a co-ed. We were all trying to have a good time.”

“You make it sound like you’re an old woman. You’re 26 girl. What 26-year-old doesn’t wanna hit up the club?”

“I’m not opposed to going to the club.” She sighed. “I’m opposed to taking T’Challa with me.”

“So, we’ll leave him behind at the hotel.” Deja shrugged.

Y/N cut her eyes. “You know damn well he is not about to let me go anywhere without him at least 10 feet away, especially with you and Erik.”

Deja pouted. “What are you trying to say? That we don’t know how to act in public.”

“You don’t, Deja!”

“That is not true!”

“I have one word for you.” Y/N deadpanned. “Paris.”

“Th-those charges were dropped!”

“I rest my case.” She shook her head.

“Okay.” Deja took on a solemn expression. “I suppose we’ll just have to go by ourselves….unattended….without supervision.”

Y/N’s eyes started to widen. The last time Erik and his girlfriend had gone out, her poor fiancé had to intervene to even get them out of the damn country.

She didn’t want that kind of stress on this trip.

“Okay, fine!” She finally relented as Deja squealed loudly and grabbed her to pull her into a side hug. “But I mean it, the second you two start acting out, we are out of there!”

Deja blew out a breath. “You are no fu-what the hell is that boy doing?”

Y/N turned to look at Erik, her eyes maximizing almost immediately. “Erik! Release his ankles now!”

As Y/N ran over to stop the prince from potentially harming a minor, Deja stood there and started to think about what she would wear.

“This is gonna be fun.”

* * * * *

“Don’t leave this room, don’t leave the hotel, don’t leave the state, don’t be having nobody up in this bitch while we gone, especially no goddamn lil’ burning ass niggas-“

“What can I do?” Shuri asked with a voice full of irritation.

“Breathe,” Erik replied with 100% honesty. “But don’t be doing too much of that shit either. American air is full of pollutants and shit.”

T’Challa shook his head as he looked over at his sister. “You are free to order room service, a movie, anything to keep you occupied until we return.”

“I just can’t leave the hotel.” The teenager sassed.

“It is for your protection, sister.”

“Ya’ damn straight.”

Y/N sent the young girl a sympathetic expression. “We’ll be back-“

“I am ready to depart.” M’Baku walked into the room, his traditional attire swapped out for modern clothes.

The four adults froze, none aware that the leader of the Jabari tribe planned on tagging along.

“M’Baku, I did not realize you were coming with us.” Deja laughed nervously.

“Aw hell no, this nigga finna be barking the whole damn night,” Erik muttered as his girlfriend elbowed him in his side.

“Why would I not?” He smiled broadly. “Is the purpose of this trip not to introduce me to American culture?”

“It is,” Y/N replied. “It’s just that the club is…well…it’s a bit much to take in if you’re unfamiliar with the customs.”

“Ha. Even more reason for me to attend,” he affirmed as T’Challa sent his fiancé a way to go look.

“Alright, listen Clifford the Big Jabari Dog, ain’t gon be none of that Que whooping and hollering shit.”

Shuri snickered from her spot on the sofa. “Perhaps being stuck here won’t be so bad after all.”

* * * * *

“But why do the young woman dress so provocatively?”

“Because they all hoes!”

“The gardening tool?”

“Somebody get this nigga away from me.” Erik referred to M’Baku who had been pestering the group with questions the whole night.

“M’Baku, wouldn’t you like to go dance?”

“Sure, when will it commence?”

Y/N clenched her eyes. “It has, M’Baku. That is what they are doing.”

This time, T’Challa’s interest was piqued as he looked over to the crowd. “How? They are simply gyrating with one another.”

“That’s the point!” Y/N snapped before leaning back against the plush seat. “I need a drink.” Y/N moaned as she threw her head backward.

“Of course, my love. Would you like some water, apple cider, or maybe a carbonated beverage?”

Had the music not been so loud, the group would have heard her whimpering.

Erik looked over at Deja who was taking a picture for Snapchat before he snatched the phone out her hands.

“What the fuck?” She hit him on his arm. “Give me back my phone, Erik!”

“You best not be talking to no niggas.” He warned while going through her friend list.

“And if I am?” She sucked her teeth, grabbing her iPhone out his hands.

“Ask one of them to get your ass back to Wakanda.” He shot easily. “We’ll see how far that gets you.”

“Man, whatever Erik.” She blew off his threat and stood up. “Come on, Y/N. Let’s go dance.”

The queen to be froze momentarily. “I don’t know….”

“You should dance, little one.” M’Baku encouraged. “Go join the rest of the hoes in their merriment!”

“Deja, wait up.”

* * * * *

Y/N did not realize how much she had missed her electric nights out at the club from her college years. No, it wasn’t the club itself that gave her a buzz but rather the idea of letting loose and having fun that gave her a high.

She’d only been on the floor for two minutes when the DJ decided to transition into throwbacks, the sound of “Bring it Back” taking her to a time where she used to dominate the dance floor.

She and Deja danced with each other, twerking and all, not caring about the stares and occasional phones she saw that were recording the interaction.

She knew she’d probably be on the blogs the following morning but honestly did not care. She truly was having a good time.

“Sex on the beach, please.”

“Make that two,” Deja added on as they took a break and sat by the bar. “Girl, I knew you still had it in you.”

Y/N cheeks tinted red. “I suppose I did not realize just how…closeted I've become compared to my college days.”

“See what happens when you party with Deja.” She teased. “Ya’ bitch wanna party with Deja.”

“Cartier Bardi in a 'Rari,” Y/N finished the line while running her hands over her sequined dress. “Diamonds all over my body.”

The two laughed and thanked the bartender as he brought them their drinks. They continued to joke around until the glasses were finished, prompting the young women to revisit their significant others in the VIP section.

“Come dance with me,” Y/N pouted while plopping down on top of her fiancé.

T’Challa chuckled, smelling the alcohol on her breath. “Did you enjoy your drink?”

“If I say no, will you dance with me?” She proposed, wrapping her arms around his neck and speaking against his temple.

“This is your element, not mine.”

She started to glare when another thought crossed her mine.

“These hoes ain’t loyal,” M’Baku spoke with uncertainty at first before finishing the statement with confidence.

“You got it!” Erik clapped and nodded his head with glee. “Maybe there’s hope for your M’Baku the giant looking ass yet.”

“You ain’t right.” Deja shook her head and grabbed Erik’s hand. “Let’s go.”

He raised his brow. “Now you wanna dance with a nigga?” A beat. “Naw ma’. Better go call Whitney.”

“She’s dead.”

“Not my problem.”

Deja groaned and pulled on him. “Come on, Erik.”

“What’s in it for me?”

She smirked and leaned down to whisper in his ear. “If you dance with me now, I’ll dance on you tonight when we get back to the room.”

The prince grew smug, slowly standing up as he allowed her to lead the way. “This why I keep your fine ass around.”

Similar to Deja, Y/N also promised her lover a night of intimate trysts, effectively getting him on the floor.

She smiled as T’Challa correctly gained a firm grasp on her hips, pulling her ass against his crotch. She looked over her shoulders to give him a bit of advice. “Just stay with me.”

As if on cue, “Walk It Like I Talk It” by Migos started playing. Erik, of course, knew exactly what do do, guiding Deja as she moved against him, the two sneaking in sloppy, drunk kisses.

T’Challa took a moment longer to catch on, but even his fiancé was shocked when he started reciprocating her actions, adequately matching her sensual movements.

Several songs played that had the whole club hype. Even M’Baku had attracted a dance partner, the monolithic warrior in pure bliss as a gorgeous woman with flawless chocolate skin and a plump ass twerked on him.

However, the crowd went completely ballistics at the sound of one iconic line:

Cash Money Records taking over for the '99 & the 2000

Everybody started piling in on the dance floor, even the ones who were readying to head out turned around when Back That Azz Up filled the room.

Deja and Y/N held nothing back as they danced with Erik and T’Challa, the future queen of Wakanda moaning when her man started to whisper all of the things he planned to do to her when they got back to the hotel.

“Maybe we should go out more often.” She whispered as he started sucking on her neck, her head bobbing to the side. She was about to shut her eyes when something, or rather, someone caught her attention. “Shuri?!”

“Shuri?”

Fuck

T’Challa immediately stopped his assault on her neck, his head snapping around to look for signs of his little sister.

Y/N returned her eyes to where the scientist was and sure enough, there was Shuri, laughing, dancing with….her boyfriend?

What the hell was he doing there?

“You saw Shuri?” T’Challa demanded of her as Y/N struggled with a response.

“I-uh-“

“Shuri?” Erik chimed in as Y/N realized shit was about to get real. “I know lil’ bit don’t have her fast ass up in here.” He growled. “Where she at? Imma kill that girl!”

“Perhaps it was someone who just looks like her?” Deja suggested.

Y/N said nothing because she knew that was not the case, especially since she also saw D’Kar.

“Where did you see her?” T’Challa pressed, his voice alluding that he was not about to accept anything other than the truth.

“She-it was-“

“Y/N!”

“Fuck that,” Erik grunted before making his way through the crowd, not that anyone was trying to stay in his path.

“What the hell is he doing?”

Deja, T’Challa, and Y/N watched in horror as he hopped up on stage and grabbed the mic from the DJ.

“Fuck you looking at me like that for?” He hissed as the disc jockey dropped his judgmental gaze in less than a second. “It’s not like you all that good anyway. Got the nerve to play some goddman Boom Boom Pow after the legendary Juvenile. Man, get your anorexic, Mr. Brown looking ass up off this stage before I Uncle Phil you off.”

The man wasted no time in running off the stage as he Erik beat on the mic.

“Now I’m only gonna say this shit once cause you know who you are,” he started. “And you know damn well you ain’t got no business being up in here with grown folks.” The crowd was clearly mumbling amongst themselves, no one brave enough to try to interrupt the livid man up on the stage. “And I should out your sneaky ass, but I won’t cause a nigga nice like that.” A beat. “But I swear to Bast, you got till the count of three to get the hell up out of here before I turn this bitch inside out.” He held up one finger. “One-“

He didn’t even get a chance to count any further because a surprisingly large group of people started heading for the exit.

“Sthandwa sam-“

Y/N sighed loudly. “I’m on it.” She shut her eyes opening them back up to reveal that they were completely white. Thick, dense, and barely visible fog filled the club as partiers struggled to see, unable to make their speedy retreat.

Of course, there was one person who could still see. In fact, Shuri happened to be one of the first people that he located.

He politely marched over to her as she looked over at him with nothing but nerves.

“Sister.”

Shuri gulped. “Brother, fancy seeing you here.”

“Is that the nigga?” Erik shouted from atop the stage noticing the young man standing beside Shuri was surprisingly managing a brave face.

Y/N groaned and thought of something. “Wait a minute….where’s M’Baku?”

The leader of the Jabari tribe was nowhere in sight, absent from the spot they had last seen him.

“That nigga like eight feet tall, he can take care of himself.” Erik scoffed while hopping off the stage. “You, however, done fucked up.” He spoke while marching toward

“Erik no-“ Shuri tried to stop him from charging at D'Kar by standing in front of him. “It’s not his fault. It was my idea to come here.”

“Well, you are leaving. Now.” T’Challa demanded, the ire radiating off his solid build. “And as far as you,” he turned to D’Kar. “This matter will be resolved.”

“Damn straight it will,” Erik spoke once again. “Soon as I kick your motherfucking ass.”

“Erik, no!”

Perhaps the club wasn’t such a good idea after all.

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