#marvel black panther

[vampzxi]

𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

preview: she hums as she pulls away, leaving a spit trail connected to her lips and your nipple. her mouth travels to your neck, and she nips at it, adding to the collection of purple marks that already stain your brown skin. her hands cup your tits as she kisses behind your ear, “fuck, you’re so perfect, y/n,” her breath tickles your ear, and you shiver, smiling at the sound of your name. “i need you to go in the room and lay down, pretty girl. can you do that for me?”

a/n: THANK FUCK this fic is finally finished it was kicking my ass so bad. very sorry for the wait, i had a bunch of shit going on at home and with my mental in general( a nigga was struggling☠️). i'm a little better now, but i'll probably be extending my break until a little after the 15th (a nigga is graduating!! :P). also this fic did not turn out the way i thought it was going to...who wrote this ? like hello ? also this is kinda unedited. if you see anything wonky, shh. i love u guyth. saur much. ok sorry for the long ass author's note, nobody reading allat.

word count: 7k+ (fics getting longer and longer..)

tags: LOTS of teasing, like i was pissing myself off writing this…riri plays too much, fingering, (semi) public sex, masturbation, voyeurism, phone sex?, dom!riri, sub!reader, slightly bratty!reader, avenger!riri, (slightly) cocky!riri, overstimulation, pussy eating, (slight) ropebunny!riri, crying, dacryphilia (listen…), face sitting (riri receiving), strap slanger!riri, degradation, humiliation, praise, video taping, there’s a plot if you squint, riri’s chain makes me hard, hair pulling, (slight) slapping, riri being a big softie at the end, umm probably more that i forgot. whoopsi!

dts!: @heejayy , @abenomeiiii , @playhousedistee , @cafehyunji , @amplifiedmoan @zayswriting , @vixentheplanet , @inmyheadimobsessed , @quintessencewrites , @marsolgy , @verachii , @saintwrld , @motheroffae , @dejaonline , @dominiquesheart , @izrinmabel1 , @mocha-aya , @shuriszn @yamsthoughts : i love you guys and every single interaction i have with you. u guys make me kick my feet so bad like...pls take care of yourselves. special dt to eden for giving me the idea to put raveena in here..love u fr.

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ok ENUFF w that... here you guys go! enjoy ;P

“no goodbye kiss?” riri pretends to pout at you.

“you can kiss my ass on the way out,” you grumble, slamming the door, “get the fuck out my car.”

you walk over to the trunk and grab her luggage as she steps out of your car. “baby, what i do?” she yells over the airplane taking off.

you scoff, rolling your eyes, “you kept teasing me on the way here. you know ion like that shit,” you say, handing over her luggage.

she smiles and reaches out, "aw baby, don’t be like that. it’s so easy to get you worked up, it’s cute. come here.”

you roll your eyes again and embrace her tight, letting her firm arms squeeze your torso, “i’m tired of your ass.”

she presses a quick kiss on your forehead, “i love you too,” she rests her head on yours, “it’s only for a weekend.”

you groan, “i’m sure the Avengers will be fine without ironheart.”

“and i’m sure you’ll be aight without riri,” she pulls away and looks at you smirking, “you miss me already, huh?” you gasp as riri pushes you against the car, her playful eyes lingering on your lips.

“ri, don’t start-” she presses her mouth against yours, and a quick moan slips from you. you feel riri grin against you as she hears you, deepening the kiss. as her tongue slithers into your mouth, chills travel down your spine despite the humid air. the knot in your stomach tightens.

she lightly bites your bottom lip as she slowly breaks the kiss, her eyes never leaving yours, “riri…” you sigh, her lips traveling to your neck.

“‘sup, ma?” she nips at your neck, sucking the dark skin hard enough to leave a mark. the pet name makes your knees buckle as you lean against the car. riri’s calloused hands slide up your shirt and rub your sides as you gasp lightly.

“there’s people…,” you tuck a moan into your lip as she bites at your collarbone, “you’re gonna miss your flight-fuck,” she slips her hand down your waistband, grabbing a handful of your ass.

“i embarrass you, ma?” she inquires, her voice muffled by the skin in her mouth as she presses her teeth into it. your entire body heats up as she looks at you, expectant.

“no..i just-riri!” your words die in your throat with a whimper as she pushes her fingers against your damp panties, laughing at how you squirm under her.

“she’s so wet for me, haven’t even touched her yet,” she runs her finger up your slit as you hold back a moan, “she’s begging me to taste her, yeah? what you think, mama?”

you nod quickly as she continues to rub you through your underwear, whining every time her finger passes over your clit. “really? i can’t tell, she aint loud enough for me.”

“riri please…” you make eye contact with a man struggling with his luggage, and you quickly divert your attention, your face turning hot.

“i should eat her right in front of the airport,” riri uses her free hand to caress your cheek, and you lean into it as she applies more pressure to your clit, “let everyone know who she belongs to. let everyone know how needy she is. she’d like that, huh?”

“fuck, riri,” you moan. you’re grateful for the sound of airplanes passing overhead, because if not for them, surely the entire parking lot would have known riri’s name. “i don’t care, baby, please. i’ll make a big mess for you right here and let you do whatever you want. just..please, riri. i need you.” the band in your stomach tightens as you listen to her giggle.

“louder, baby.”

“FUCK, RIRI, PLEASE,” you grind on her fingers as they move along your underwear, ignoring the curious glances of passerbys.

she kisses you tenderly, making you melt under her lips. “hmm..what i tell you?” she murmurs into your mouth, “too damn easy.” she slides her hand out of your pants and pops her fingers into her mouth, swirling them around. “make sure you pick me up at 6 on monday, aight, ma?” the sight makes your pussy throb, but you just scoff as you watch, frustration overtaking your arousal.

“nah,” you push yourself off the car, fuming, “you got legs, nigga. you can walk.” she opens her mouth but you cut her off, pushing your finger into her chest, “matter of fact, use that fucking suit you always messing with. figure it out.”

your jabs do nothing but amuse her as she watches you climb back into the car. “so…no goodbye kiss?”

you shut the door and roll the window down, glaring at riri. truth was, you really did want to kiss her. but your frustration barred you from even thinking about it. “text me when your plane lands.”

“yes ma’am,” she sighs. she kisses her two fingers and places them against your temple. you watch her walk away with her luggage and so desperately want her to turn around. to turn around and yell “fuck the Avengers!!” and hop back into the passenger seat and kiss you until the windows fog. but she doesn’t. you sigh and shove the keys into the ignition and turn your music to 100, pulling out of the parking lot.

you open the door to your shared apartment, cringing at the silence. normally, ri would have her tunes playing, usually switching between Tyler, the Creator, Kehlani, Chief Keef, or Lauryn Hill. her inconsistent music taste always made your head spin, but now you yearn for it. if it wasn’t music, then she was sprawled on the bed, begging you to play just “one match” against her in Mortal Kombat or Smash Bros., knowing she would whoop your ass. you always gave in anyways, just to see the satisfaction on her face.

you drag yourself into your room and plop into bed, opening your phone. you haven’t checked it since you left the airport, too frustrated to even peek. you scroll through riri’s texts, your guilt building with every missed message you read.

you shoot her a quick “made it home, love you too,” and throw your phone into your pillows, groaning. she’s been edging you all day, building you up just to stop you from finishing. when you asked her why, she simply giggled and said, “to give you something to look forward to when i come back.” oh she pisses you off.

your mind wanders back to the airport. riri’s voice bounces around in your head, “it’s so easy to get you worked up,” and irritation builds in your gut. you think about the way her hands fit perfectly around your ass as she gripped it, her dull nails digging into your soft skin. you think about the way her fingers curled in you as you surrendered to her touch. you replay the moment in your mind, biting your lip. you embrace the familiar tug in your stomach, recalling the way riri’s fingers grazed you. your face turns hot as you clench your thighs together, breathing heavily.

you peel your jeans off and toss them in the corner. your hand slithers down to your wet front and you sigh as your clit finally gets the pressure it’s been waiting so patiently for. your fingers trace your slit through your wet underwear, your pussy begging for the release riri’s been denying you. her laugh echoes in the back of your mind as you push your panties aside, your arousal sticking to the fabric. you smirk, recalling how her breathing faltered when you would whine in her ear, the sound of your voice spurring her on.

you grab your phone and go back to riri’s messages, your fingers pressing the voice memo option before you can even think about it. as your phone starts recording, you slip your middle and ring fingers inside of you, moaning at how easily they slide in. you close your eyes and think back to riri, the thought of her listening to your moans sending shivers down your spine. you feel yourself getting wetter as you imagine riri's rough hands and tongue exploring every inch of you, imagining her whispers trailing up your spine, her mouth leaving marks on your neck. you drag your fingers in and out, the messy noises of your cunt filling the room. “fuck,” you groan into your mic as you curl your fingers into your g-spot. your hips buck under your hand as you pump them inside of you, dropping the phone on your chest. your other hand travels to your clit, pressing your fingers against the swollen bud. your back arches from the pressure, and another quick moan is stolen from your lips. you feel your body getting warmer as you get louder, giving in to the pleasure that's building up inside of you.

“riri…i’m so close,” you slip another finger in, whining as you speed up. you trace circles into your clit as groans tumble out of your mouth, rising in octaves. tears blur your vision as you near your edge, forcing yourself to go further. your gasps become shorter and quicker as you push yourself to your orgasm, “fuck, baby, i’m gonna cum! i’m cumming,” your head swims as your walls clench around your fingers, whining.

your eyes roll to the back of your head as you release onto your fingers, the white liquid gushing onto your sheets. you slide your fingers out as your chest heaves. you bite your lip as you press send on the audio message, smirking. you don’t know when she’ll listen to it, but you know the thought of you touching yourself when she isn’t here will send her into hysterics. and you giggle at the thought.

you pick up your phone again and open the camera, flipping it so your face fills the frame. you look crazed, with your curls sticking to your forehead and your brown eyes dilated. you smile and press record, dragging your fingers into your dripping cunt again. you moan at the sensation, your jaw hanging open as you push your digits into your overstimulated pussy. you stare into the camera and bring your wet fingers to your mouth, wrapping your tongue around them. you lick your cum off of your fingers, grinning into your phone, “was that loud enough for you, mama?” you suck your fingers and swallow the last of it, winking into the camera. you stop the video and press send, watching until it says delivered.

you toss your phone onto the bed and step into the bathroom to clean yourself up. after a quick shower, you throw on one of riri’s shirts and step out and pick up your phone again, checking your messages. your stomach twists as you see 3 dots in the corner of your screen, indicating that riri was typing. you hop onto the bed again, grinning hard enough to make your face ache. your head spins as you anticipate her response. you can’t contain the giggles spilling out of you as you imagine her reaction to the attachments, but that smile quickly drops when the dots fade away. you blink at your screen, waiting for them to reappear. after 5 minutes of nothing, you groan and shut your phone off, burying your face into your hands.

irritation creeps up your spine as you stare at your phone. was she really icing you out? whatever. you didn’t care. or she was probably busy at work, actively saving people, instead of listening to her girlfriend fuck herself. duty calls or whatever. your mind races through explanations so fast that your head starts to hurt.

you sigh and stretch across your bed, sleep creeping its way behind your eyelids. your finger hovers over the call button, contemplating. her contact image smiles back at you, squeezing your heart a bit as you remember her in her first ironheart suit, where she was too excited to even sit still. you took the picture before she successfully completed her first test flight, her eagerness evident on her face.

you sigh and decide against calling her, figuring she was busy. thinking it’ll be better to wait til the morning. surely she was too preoccupied to even pick up. you roll over, burying your face into riri’s pillow, letting her scent trace the inside of your nose. you inhale the cocoa butter smell, letting it lull you to sleep.

bang!

you shoot up, sleep clouding your mind as you rub your eyes. you fumble for your phone and wince when the light hits your eyes. 3:17am. “hello?” you call out into the darkness, fidgeting with your hair. silence answers you, making you bite your lip. you slide out of bed and tiptoe to your closet, grabbing the vibranium gauntlet that riri somehow managed to swipe from shuri. you laughed at her when she told you to keep it, but now you’re silently thanking her as you creep into the living room. you slip the gauntlet onto your wrist, holding it out in front of you as you feel the faint hum of the vibranium travel up your arm.

you notice the door hanging ajar, and you stiffen, gripping the glove tighter. “i…i have a weapon!” you squeak out, heart racing, “wakandan, too! you don’t wanna fuck with me!”

a soft chuckle emanates from the couch, and you whip your head around, using the soft blue glow of the gauntlet to guide you. you point it to the figure shrouded in darkness that was sitting comfortably on your couch. “last warning,” you keep your distance from the figure, but you know the power of the gauntlet will reach them in seconds.

“babygirl, put that shit down before you hurt yourself,” her voice makes your blood run cold, but you also basked in the relief she bought, “you know you clumsy.”

“shit, riri what the fuck?” you turn off the gauntlet and throw your hands into the air, “i thought i was bout to end up on a fucking true crime podcast. what the hell are you doing here?”

“uh, i live here?” you roll your eyes as you reach for the light switch, flipping it on. the sight of her manspreading on your couch made your knees weaker. her red hoodie and matching sweatpants did nothing to help. “i figured i’d swing by ‘cause you missed me so much.”

you laugh, taking the glove off and setting it on the kitchen counter, “sure. what happened to being an Avenger? don’t you have babies to save, or whatever they do?”

she sighs and stands up, taking two swift steps to you. her R-chain glints in your eye as she stares down at you, smirking, “i’m sure the Avengers will be fine without ironheart,” you smile as she shoots your words back at you, “you’re so damn needy, couldn’t leave you alone for long.”

she reaches out and wraps her arms around your waist, pulling you towards her. your cheek rests against her shoulder as you murmur, “i’m not needy.”

“you ain’t?” she reaches into her pocket, pulling her phone out, “you sure?”

you scoff and nod, “yo ass just wanted an excuse to come see me,” you pull away, “hold on, how’d you even get here?”

riri opens her phone, scrolling, “flew in that fucking suit you were talking about earlier…here it is,” she looks at you, her face unreadable, “ain’t this yo needy ass?”

you stare at her, puzzled, until the sounds reach your ears. amidst the panic of thinking there was an intruder in your home, you completely forgot what you had sent to riri. it all comes crashing back to you as your sultry moans emit from her phone, making your face hot. the noises of you playing with your wet cunt filled the room, your heavy breathing getting louder with each push of your fingers. “riri…i’m so close..” you hang your head, but riri grips your neck, forcing you to look at her.

“you was so vocal earlier…what happened, ma?” she turns up the volume, letting your voice echo through the living room. the splashing noises of you fucking yourself grow louder, along with your whines, as your gasps come through the mic. you press your thighs together, attempting to hide the arousal sliding down them.

the sounds end as you finish, and she shoves her phone back into her pocket, never breaking eye contact with you. her eyes boring into yours made you shiver, a smile playing on her plump lips. her hand tightens around your throat, and a moan slips from your mouth, “there it is.” her hand travels down to your underwear, prodding your clothed slit, “she’s so wet and i aint even touch her.”

your legs buckle as riri pushes against your clit, amusing herself with the way you lean into her. “fuck, ri,” you widen the gap in your legs, giving more access to your leaking cunt.

“hm?” she pulls her hand away, “what you want, ma?”

you’re too pent-up to put up a fight. you sigh into her shoulder, mumbling, “i want you, ri.”

riri’s hand returns to your underwear as she prods at your bud once more, making you whine into her ear. her jaw clenches as your whimpers fill her head, wanting nothing more than to see you crying under her as she sluts you out. but you had to earn it.

“use your words, mama,” riri moves your panties aside, sliding a singular digit into you with ease. your grip on her arm tightens as she slowly pumps her finger in and out of you, her brown eyes staring into yours.

“shit,” you tremble under her, “riri no more teasing, please. i need you to make me feel good. put me in my place. make me your bitch-i’ll take anything you give me, baby,” you throw your head back as she slips another finger in, her slow pace making your mind foggy, “fuck me, riri.”

“you gon’ be a good girl and make a mess for me, baby?” she quickens her pace, making it hard for you to keep your balance, “you gon’ let me tear this pussy up?”

you frantically nod, listening to riri play with your arousal. her eyes light up at the sight of her fingers disappearing into you, entranced by the sounds of your squelching pussy. “i’m your good girl, ri. i’ll do anything you tell me.” your walls clench around her fingers, eliciting a low groan from the back of her throat. the sound makes you quiver, hungry for more.

riri’s boxers are beyond damp as she listens to you. “so messy for me,” she kisses your head as she pulls her fingers out and you gasp at the absence of her digits inside you, “do me a favor, baby, and i promise i’ll give you what you want.”

you whine as she steps away from you and you stumble slightly, “you promise?”

“yeah, baby, i promise,” you smile as she cups your face and kisses you gently, her breath tickling your upper lip. your tongue runs across her bottom lip and she grins against you. riri speaks in between kisses,“i need these,” she tugs at your underwear, “gone. and this?” she pulls at the shirt hanging from your body, “never wanna see it again.”

you giggle, rocking on your heels, “but this is your shirt.”

“i’ll be ight. it looks better on the floor anyways,” she watches as you slowly pull the shirt over your head, her eyes fixed on your erect nipples. she resists the urge to step forward and squeeze and lick at the brown buds, but she reminds herself to wait.

you toss the shirt onto the floor, and your panties are next. the fabric is borderline glued to your wet cunt as you peel them off and toss them in the same corner as your shirt. you look back at riri, curling into yourself as she stares at you. it’s been around a year since y’all got together, but her gaze still makes you nervous. you cross your arms over your chest, suddenly self-conscious.

“nah, baby, let me see you,” riri steps forward and moves your arms to your sides. her eyes fall to your chest again, and your breath falters as she reaches forward and envelops your nipple in her warm mouth. she groans under you as her other hand reaches up to fondle your other boob. you bite back a moan as you grip her braids, watching the way she kisses your chest.

“oooh! shit, ri,” she smirks as she bites on your nipple, making you wince. her wet tongue rubs over it, chasing away the sting she left.

she hums as she pulls away, leaving a spit trail connected to her lips and your nipple. her mouth travels to your neck, and she nips at it, adding to the collection of purple marks that already stain your brown skin. her hands cup your tits as she kisses behind your ear, “fuck, you’re so perfect, y/n,” her breath tickles your ear, and you shiver, smiling at the sound of your name. “i need you to go in the room and lay down, pretty girl. can you do that for me?”

“fuck you, ri” you gasp as you throw your head back and clench your thighs, the incessant buzzing between your legs driving you to tears.

as soon as ri stepped into the room, wearing nothing but her boxers, her R-chain, and a shit-eating grin, you knew she wasn’t done teasing you. “i’m making you work for this shit, you think i flew all the way down here just to give in to yo needy ass?” she chuckled, “you got me fucked up. hands above your head.”

“say that shit again, ma. i might just consider letting you go,” she uses her vibrator to apply more pressure to your clit, making your back arch off the bed. your hands squirm against your restraints as you cry out.

riri’s eyes are glued to your bloodshot ones, grinning so hard, you’re wondering how her damn face doesn’t hurt. “ri..fuck,” you pant, your sweat-slicked chest heaving, “i can’t. i’m gonna cum-ah!”

riri uses her free hand to slip 3 fingers into your puffy pussy, pumping at a rapid pace, “you can. and you won’t,” your overstimulated cunt clenches around her as she circles your sensitive clit with the vibrator, “not until you apologize.” a whimper tumbles out of your mouth as you buck your sore hips.

your eyes roll as another jolt of pleasure courses through you, making your stomach tighten. you grit your teeth in frustration as she bites at your trembling thighs, the stinging bringing you closer to your edge, “i..fuck!” you crane your head down, making eye contact with the grinning girl as her fingers continue to pound into you, “haah..kiss my ass.”

you smile weakly to yourself as you watch irritation cross riri’s face, “aight, bet,” she laughs, slowing her pace. you smirk as she pulls her fingers out, praying she’ll finally end the assault on your clit. but your prayers go unanswered as she increases the speed of the vibrator, making you flinch.

your voice cracks as she slips her fingers back into you, this time adding an extra one. she moans at the sound of you, relishing the way you crumble under her, “yeah, you was so big and bad earlier. what happened?” she curls her fingers into your sweet spot, and you can feel your orgasm starting to leak onto riri’s fingers.

“i’m sorry!” you wail, spit forming in the corners of your mouth, “ri, baby, i’m sorry! please, please, let me cum. i can’t hold it anymore.” hot tears cloud your vision.

“huh?” riri’s digits twist inside you, making your back arch once more. you wish your hands were free so you could smush that stupid ass grin off her face, “ian hear you, baby.”

“i’m sorry! i’m so sorry,” you start to babble, rutting your hips against riri, “i won’t do it again. i’ll be good. i was being needy because i missed you!”

riri’s fingers slow as she looks at you, “who’s my bratty girl?”

“i am,” you huff, the buzzing of the toy slowly creeping through your entire body.

“who’s pussy is this?”

“it’s yours, ri!”

riri hums and removes her fingers and the vibrator, making you sigh in relief. her lips gravitate to your swollen bud like a magnet, kissing it softly. “good shit, baby. let it out for me,” her tongue dances between your folds, “flood my shit.”

“fuck, i’m cumming, ri!” you squirm against your restraints and moan as riri’s fingers dig into your thighs, stopping them from closing as she licks you up.

her tongue grazes your clit and you squirt on her without warning, fat tears rolling down your face as your orgasm splashes onto riri. she opens her mouth, not letting a single drop go to waste. your arms burn from the strain of them hanging pathetically over your head as you struggle against them, watching riri continue to suck on your overstimulated cunt. “ri, baby-shit. i came, i came!”

“yeah.” riri mumbles into you as she sticks her tongue into your entrance, slurping you up. she eats you like your pussy is a drug, never stopping to come up for air. your legs twitch uncontrollably as she moans into you, the vibrations going straight to your core. she reaches up and tweaks one of your nipples, making your eyes cross.

your safeword is resting just behind your lips, ready to tumble out of your mouth, when riri presses one final kiss against your entrance and pulls away. “such a pretty pussy,” she coos, eyes locked on the wet spot on the bed, “could eat her all day.” your chest heaves as you struggle to catch your breath, and your cunt throbs as you watch her suck the rest of your release from her fingers, her chain winking at you in the dim lighting as she sits up.

“let me go?” you mumble, head swimming. she finally looks back at you, taking in your blissed-out state. she smiles and kisses you deeply as you moan into her mouth.

“where you at, mama?” she looks down at you, concern swimming in her eyes, “just say the word, and i’ll run you a bath.”

while you would appreciate the warm water soothing the welts riri left behind, you also can’t get enough. you shake your head, “i..want more,” you look at her, a lazy smile playing on your lips, “wanna taste you,” you watch her bite her lip as she listens to you, “please, riri.”

riri rubs circles on your stomach, pecking your temple and humming, “you think you deserve it? have you been good?”

you nod quickly, “did so good for you…” she leans over you and reaches for the rope around your wrists, her low-hanging necklace brushing against your face.

as your arms are released, she gently takes your wrists and kisses them, alleviating the burn of your restraints. you sigh as you relax into riri, wrapping your arms around her. “thank you for being such a good girl baby,” she kisses you again, “you gonna let me sit on your pretty face?”

her words send shivers down your spine, and you whimper as you nod. “tell me how bad you want it,” she rubs her hands over your thighs, coaxing the plea out of you.

“please…riri. i wanna taste you so bad, i want you to smother me, i want your pretty pussy on my face. make a mess in my mouth and ruin me,” you babble desperately.

riri swallows a moan as she listens to you, trying to keep herself from becoming undone with just your words. “shit, ma. you got me so wet,” she admits, “you wanna see?”

she grins as you rapidly nod, giggling at your eagerness. her finger traces your belly button as she leans closer to your ear, her breath making your body quiver, “lay on your back for me, baby.”

“just sit down, ri,” you coo, her thighs straddling your face as her glistening pussy hovers above you, “please, mama.”

“say ahh for me,” riri’s voice barely registers to you, as you’re too focused on the line of arousal slowly trailing from her cunt, your breath catching in your chest as you suppress yet another needy whine. your attention snaps back to riri as she pops your thigh, the sting making you suck your teeth, “open your fucking mouth. you ain’t have a problem keeping it wide open earlier.”

“shut the hell up and sit down,” you mutter impatiently.

“i don’t know who the hell you think you talk-shit“ riri’s cut short by you as you push down on her waist, letting her drenched pussy fall into your mouth. an abrupt moan escapes her as your nose brushes her clit.

“shit, baby, right there,” riri throws her head back as you suck on her folds, savoring the way your tongue fits perfectly in her. she tastes better than anything you’ve ever eaten, like nectar to a bee. ambrosia to a goddess. she writhes above you as you lap her up, eyes rolling to the back of your head. your grip on her thighs tighten as her hips rock, letting her cunt slide across your face as she hums, “you like this, don’t you? needy slut.”

you dig your fingernails into riri’s thighs, leaving small, crescent-shaped marks as her insult sends a shudder down your spine. you look up at her, watching how her face contorts as your lips wrap around her swollen bud. her jaw hangs open as she continues to ride your face, her chain swinging with each rut of her hips.

“fuck, i’m bout to..” riri tries to bite back a whimper, but your ears catch it. you slide your tongue into her, drawing out a long moan from the prodigy on top of you. her thighs tremble as she grabs fistfuls of your curls, grinding her hot cunt further into your mouth.

“you gon let me flood your pretty face, baby?” riri smiles as you hum your confirmation, the vibration of your voice making her head spin, “let me cum in that dirty mouth, yeah?”

you look up at riri as you press sloppy kisses onto her pussy, relishing the way she bounces on your face. “fuck, baby. feels so good..shit!” her back arches as you gather her clit in your mouth once more, sucking on it, “im cumming! im-“

riri’s hands fly to her tits as she gropes them, riding her orgasm out on your face. you moan as you watch, maintaining eye contact with her as she creams in your mouth, the thick liquid coating your throat. her legs twitch as you continue to lick her clean, your tongue traveling over her folds. “aight, baby, i’m done, i’m done, fuck!” she cries out as you release your grip on her thighs.

riri lifts off of you and plops onto the bed, chest heaving, “how i taste, ma?”

you roll over and press a long kiss onto riri’s lips, hands trailing down her body. she moans into your mouth, wrapping her arms around you to pull you closer. her tongue slips into your past your lips, swirling around your mouth. you push your hips into her, your throbbing clit brushing against her leg.

riri grins against your mouth before rolling on top of you and bringing her knee up to your cunt, “you want me to keep going?” she laughs as you nod vigorously, “needy ass.”

she slides off the bed and walks into the shared closet, disappearing for a bit. you sit up as you watch her walk back to the bed with her most prized possession.

“where’d you get that one from, ri?” you watch as she steps into the harness of her strap, staring curiously at the purple-veined appendage.

“don’t worry bout it,” riri fastens the strap to her and looks up at you, mischief dancing in her eyes, “hand me my phone.”

you knit your brows in confusion as you reach for her long forgotten hoodie and fish out her phone from the pocket. you toss it to her, “for what?”

“you’ll see,” she smirks at you, “you already know what position i like you in. bend over.”

your eyes screw shut as riri aligns the strap with your hole, the tip brushing against your overstimulated clit.

“ri…please,” you mumble, squirming against the rope tied across your wrists once more. she uses one hand to dig her nails into your hip while she uses the other to stroke the tip between your folds.

“please what, baby?” riri coos, her voice dripping with disdain, “ask the camera. you had no problem doing it earlier.”

you shut your eyes tighter, mortification burning through your cheeks. riri had propped her phone up on the pillows in front of you after tying your hands behind you, letting them sit snugly on your lower back.

your eyes shoot open as riri’s hand slams down on your ass and you wince from the impact. “i know you heard me,” she grabs a handful of your curls and tugs at them, forcing you to stare straight at yourself in her phone camera, taking in your pathetic state. eyes puffy, tears staining your cheeks, your messy hair sticking up in various directions. riri takes pride in knowing she’s the cause of your current state.

her cold chain drags against your burning back as she leans over to whisper in your ear, “don’t act brand new. tell them how bad you want me to fuck your pretty brains out.”

panic seizes your chest as you crane your head away from the camera to look at riri, “‘them’? you’re gonna show this to people? what the fuck, ri?” you splutter.

“nah, i bet you would like that though, huh?” she chuckles, “wanna show everyone how much of a needy whore you are? want them to see how pretty you look when i fill you up?”

she turns your head back to her phone as you whine, feeling the familiar knot in your stomach. “ri…”

your whimper makes her laugh, “speak up, babygirl.”

the way your nickname rolls off her tongue pushes you to the edge, “SHIT, ri. just fuck me, please. i want you inside me, fuck me stupid. i wanna feel y-“

your words die at your lips as riri rams into you, the tip of the strap brushing against your cervix. “you talk too much,” riri mutters as you cry out. you can’t form a coherent response as she continues to thrust into you at rapid speeds, her groans making you clench around the faux dick buried in you. “she’s so fucking tight for me..god.”

“you..you can feel me?” you struggle against your restraints and wince as the rope digs into your skin.

“yeah…was working on it before…fuck, mama keep squeezing my shit just like that!” riri gasps as she digs into your g-spot.

“YES, riri, right there,” you watch your body in the camera, shaking from the impact of her thrusts, “i can’t…hold it” tears swim in your vision, and you fight against them, “please let me cum..oh fuck!” you choke out a sob as her hand slithers to your neck and her fingers tighten around your throat.

“hold that shit,” ri’s says through gritted teeth as her pace becomes sloppy. your pulsating cunt continues to constrict around her, causing her to emit a low groan, “you look so pretty when you’re full of dick.” the corner of her mouth quirks up into a smirk as she listens to your whimpers, “now tell the camera how good i feel.”

“please, ri,” you whine. she tightens her grip around your throat as a warning, and you involuntarily moan. “shit, riri fucks me so good. she makes my pussy feel so good!”

“yeah, good shit, baby.” riri’s hips kiss yours as she continues to slam into you, her dick burying into your core. you feel your orgasm approaching, the familiar tug in your stomach becoming stronger with each push into your puffy pussy. riri bites her bottom lip as your walls tighten around her, making her eyes roll to the ceiling, “can i fill this you up, mama? you gon let me cum in this pretty pussy?”

riri knocks into your g-spot and you finally let your tears fall as you moan, “YES, riri. please fill me up. flood my shit, baby!” your voice cracks as you yell, desperately wanting to break free of the rope binding your wrists.

“oh my god..are you fucking crying?” riri looks at your wet cheeks and scrunched face as she pumps into you. she removes her hand from your neck and grips your curls, turning your tear-soaked face around to look at her. she leans forward and presses her tongue flat against your cheek, letting the salty fluid settle on her tastebuds as she moans. “you see how lame you look? you’re so goddamn needy,” she smirks, dragging her tongue across your cheek, “i knew i couldn’t leave you alone for long.”

“ri…i’m so close-please,” you blubber, “been so good..for you.”

riri resumes her rapid pace and you chomp down on your bottom lip. “yeah? who’s the only one that makes you feel this good?”

“you, riri, only you!” your eyes cross as her palm smacks your ass, with riri fascinated by the way it jiggles.

“who’s pussy is this?” riri’s chest heaves, her pounding becoming erratic. her orgasm is quickly approaching, but she wants to watch you become undone first.

you scream in response, your back arching as you squirt onto riri. your release splashes on her as you moan, throwing your head into the sheets. “shit, baby, im..fuck, i’m about to cum!” riri groans, digging her fingernails into your hips, “ke-keep squeezing me like that. wanna feel your pretty pussy.”

“fill me up, ma,” you plead, throwing your ass back on the Avenger, “please, baby! wanna feel yo-”

“shut up!” riri says with a snarl as she shoves her fingers in your mouth, making you clench as she gags you. riri moans, throwing her head back as she drills her strap deeper into you, “fuck, baby. just like that! i’m…i’m bout to..”

your eyes roll to the back of your head as her seed shoots into your cunt, relishing the warmth that fills you. you bite down on her fingers and moan in sync with her, relaxing your body.

as she pulls out of you, her creamy release pours out of you, dripping onto the sheets. you collapse onto the bed, breathing heavily as your eyes flutter closed. riri chuckles and steps peels the strap off, tossing it into a forgotten corner of the room. she rubs small circles into your back and places her lips on yours, kissing you deeply. “you did so good for me, my beautiful girl,” you smile at the compliment, feeling her scatter sweet kisses across your face.

“can you walk, baby?” she asks softly, starting to untie the rope at your hands. you don’t even have the energy to talk, much less stand. riri understands your silence and let’s out a soft laugh, rubbing your wrists and easing the ache that your restraints left behind.

“i’m gonna run you a bath, then i’ll be right back,” you nod drowsily as she presses another kiss to your temple and walks to the bathroom, humming. you envy her endurance, the way she’s able to bounce back after leaving you strewn out across the bed. you turn your head, watching the muscles in riri’s back shift with each step. riri disappears into the bathroom and you let the sound of running water lull you to sleep.

“you never answered my question,” you say as riri plays in your wet curls as your back lays against her chest. you’re positioned between her legs in the tub, letting the smell of the floral bubble bath and the sound of Raveena’s Still Dreaming surround you as you lean into her touch.

“you ask a lot of questions, baby,” riri chuckles and slides her hands to your thighs and starts to rub them. you relax into her, relishing the sensation of her fingers kneading into your soft skin.

you roll your eyes as she massages your legs, “okay, yeah, but you never told me where you got that strap from,” you huff, “like what was that?”

riri’s hands falter slightly at your question, but she catches herself and resumes rubbing your thighs. you pretend not to notice. “it, uh..” she sighs, “don’t laugh.”

“why would i laugh?” you scoff, turning your head to look at her.

“cause yo ass always giggling about something,” ri swats at you, and you smile, “don’t try and hold it back now. look at you, always ready to laugh at someone.”

“just answer the question, ri,” you say impatiently. riri sighs and moves her hands to your shoulders, gripping them firmly.

you sigh and melt into her touch as she rubs circles into your shoulders, “it’s just a project i’ve been working on for a minute,” riri’s hands glide down your back as she rubs your sides, “it started as a joke, but when i met you...i guess i actually had a reason to finish it.”

you bite back a giddy giggle as you turn around in riri’s lap, looking at her. she stares back at you, her eyes gleaming. your chest grows warm as you watch her smile, her perfect set of teeth on full display. “i told you not to laugh,” she pushes a curl from your head.

“i know, i’m sorry, baby,” you plant a kiss onto her forehead, “you’re just so fucking smart, like damn. how’d you even come up with that?”

riri’s eyes widen at the compliment as her grin grows wider. you know how self-critical she is towards herself, so watching her become undone with a simple compliment makes you melt. “thank you, mama,” she reaches up and grips your chin, her wet palm pulling you towards her lips. she kisses you fondly, relishing the way your arms wrap around her waist. the music and the smells fade around you as you get lost in riri’s touch, committing the way she tastes to your memory.

you shiver under her and riri breaks the kiss, leaving your lips cold. you pout at her and lean in for another one, missing her warmth. but she softly pushes you away, “the water’s getting cold, baby,” she smiles, “come on,” she motions for you to get out of her lap.

you climb out of the tub as she lets the water out, watching the bubbles disappear down the drain. you turn around, and riri startles you by wrapping you in a towel and throwing you over her shoulder. you shriek, swinging your feet and laughing, “ri!!”

laughing, she flips you onto the bed and kisses you, intertwining her fingers with yours. you giggle into her mouth and throw the blanket over your naked bodies.

riri groans as her phone starts to ring, breaking the kiss. “hold on, baby, i think that’s work.” you roll your eyes and huff as she reaches over to grab her phone, putting it on speaker. “yeah?”

“riri, where the hell have you been?” smooth xhosa comes from the other side of the line, “you left without saying anything…again.”

“hey, shuri,” riri runs her hands through her braids, “i uh…” she looks at you smirk, “family emergency?”

“i didn’t get this primitive device just for you to lie in my face,” shuri sighs, “hi, y/n.”

your eyes widen as riri rolls hers, “she ain’t even here, you trippin.”

“hi,” you say, giggling when riri scowls at you.

“right. anyways,” you can practically hear shuri’s eye-roll through the screen, “fury’s pissed and he has kamala and me out looking for you. i’ve been trying to cover for your ass but we need you. kamala’s getting annoying.”

“yeah. i’ll be there tomorrow,” riri ignores you when you swat at her arm, frowning, “tell fury i’m busy. ion even need to be there, for real, but aight.”

“yeah, okay,” shuri sighs, “he’s gonna chew you out for missing patrols again.”

“man, ion give a fuck,” riri laughs, “but i’ll hit you back later?”

“yeah. bye, riri. bye, y/n. don’t keep her up too late.” before you can object, shuri hangs up the phone.

“‘be back tomorrow?’” you cross your arms and pout, your frown growing deeper as riri laughs.

“baby, i’ll be back the night after,” riri scoots closer to you and spoons you, letting your hair tickle her nose, “and then no more trips for the rest of the year, unless it’s with you.”

“good.” you smile, relaxing into her arms.

“so fucking needy,” she whispers, laughing and kissing your cheek.

you both drift off to sleep together, with riri snoring softly. riri ended up oversleeping, causing her phone to constantly go off with calls from nick fury, shuri, and even kamala. both of you were oblivious, too busy snoozing in each other’s arms.

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[liyawritesss]

ᖴᒪOᗯEᖇᔕ Iᑎ ᗷᒪOOᗰ - ᐯᗩᒪEᑎTIᑎEᔕ ᗪᖇᗩᗷᗷᒪEᔕ

Ｄａｙ １２ － Ｄｅｖｏｔｉｏｎ

－ Cherish the Day - Shuri Udaku - Black Panther

－ In which Shuri spenda her first Valentines Day with the person who helped her heal!

－ Check out more prompts and other activities on the Flowers In Bloom Event Masterlist!

“Panther,” comes the deep, familiar robotic voice of Griot over the intercom in the office, “the time is now six o’clock-”

“-yes, yes, Griot, thank you,” Shuri mumbles, brushing off the inanimate being as she usually did when she was nose deep into her reports, barely registering the words it had said.

“Panther, I was asked to remind you of your date, which is scheduled for seven o’clock this evening.”

Shit, the word rings in her head, but she isn’t all that sure if it stayed in her head.

“I was told to be firm in my reminder,” Griot adds, “should I enact a stricter voice prompt?”

“No, no,” says the royal, pushing aside the document she had finished looking over into the pile of completed reports. There were still a few pages on to the right of her, but those could be reserved for tomorrow, “I’m coming, I’m coming.”

“Good,” comes another voice as Shuri rises from her desk, and the sound of it makes a smile creep to her lips, “otherwise who knows; he may have put on my voice.”

Your figure leans against the threshold of the office, and it visibly comforts the other as Shuri makes her way to greet you. “I said I was coming, darling.”

“What, I can’t come to visit you now?”

“Well, we both know the kind of distraction you pose.”

A playful punch meets the royal's forearm, and Shuri laughs as she comes to envelop you into a tight embrace. It acts as a thank you for relieving her from her work, something she is far too easily susceptible to.

“I take it you’ve planned something for this evening?” Shuri asks as she loosens her hold, her hands still resting on your forearms.

“Nothing too drastic,” you reassure her, “you’ve been busy with the turn of the year; I figured a nice, quiet evening in would do us both good.”

Shuri agrees, the prospect of her work lost to her now that she is in your presence. As you pull her through the threshold, she taps on the wall twice to turn off the light in the office, the door closing and locking behind the pair. 

“I also have a bunch of movies lined up.” You hum in excitement.

“Is that so?”

“Griot helped me break through Netflix’s firewall,” you reply proudly, “so now I can show you all the cringiest love movies on my list!”

Shuri doesn’t object, however, jokingly or otherwise. She just presses a kiss to your temple and lets you ramble off about the movies in question, excited for the night ahead.

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[luvsellie]

THE ATTRACTIVE THINGS SHURI UDAKU DOES

keeps an eye on you. whether it be physically or virtually, shuri always knows where you are. she keeps tabs on your whereabouts; this became a very important thing for her after the passing of her mother. she tries to not be overbearing, but she likes to know where you are in case something happens/emergencies. and, honestly, you don't really mind. you could even say that you like how protective she is—it makes you feel loved and looked after.

is physically verbal. now, i'm not sure this makes sense lmao BUT i think her body language is very readable, and that is what i mean by 'physically verbal.' like, if she wants something, it'll be pretty obvious; she'll either grow clingy or has a very specific expression on her face. going off of that, sometimes she'll look stare at you really fucking intensely. most of the time she doesn't mean to, it just happens (but i know y'all saw how she was staring at riri in wakanda forever!!). PLUS she enjoys the way you can't stand still when she gives you the look.

invites you as her plus one. no matter what it is, if shuri has to attend, chances are she's convinced you to go as well. in addition to liking your company, she's glad that she doesn't have to face whatever event she's going to alone. you keep her grounded and she likes that.

always has an arm around you. assuming that you're shorter than her (for the sake of this post shuri is 5'9 like her comic book counter part), shuri will take any chance that she gets to hold you against her. she's a big fan of the way your body feels pressed against hers. but she also loves when you take the initiative and, for example, back-hug her while she's working in the lab. honestly, she's just a big softy when it comes to physical contact, so you should definitely reciprocate her loving touches.

makes you gadgets. i like to think that one of her love languages is gift-giving, so with that being said, she would be more than happy to make you your own version of kimoyo jewelry and teach you how to properly use the beads. additionally, if you are involved in a more dangerous field of work, she'll see through that your weapons always function to the best of their abilities, with constant tuning and updates that follow.

shares her culture with you. this is probably one of her absolute favorite things. next to teaching you how to make wakandan food, she adores teaching you traditional dances—it's an excuse to have fun with you and let you see a deeper side of her. shuri cherishes the smaller moments where she has your absolute attention as she shows/teaches you something.

stretching after she's been idle for a long period of time. with the way she's constantly hunched over something in her lab, seeing her finally stand and stretch her stiff limbs is one of your favorite things. you love the sliver of toned abdomen that gets exposed and the hint of a hidden adam's apple that flashes in exposure as she rolls her neck.

geeking about science-y things. she is the absolute cutest when she gets all excited about her experiments and projects. sometimes she'll even let you help her and then she gets to guide your hands and do all that cliché couply shit in the lab. BUT the hugs she gives out of excitement are so nice. the minute she sees you after a successful trial her grin will grow probably ten times bigger (if that's even possible) and she'll hug you super tightly. you adore this side of her so so SO much.

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[sleepycreamcola]

Namor can breath throw his skin so when he’s fucking you with his tongue he doesn’t actually have to come up for air.

I feel like he’d hold your hand the whole time and if you ever needed a brake, he’d have you tap on his wrists or something.

Kisses your thighs while your catching your breath.

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[cyberghu0l]

Stay In

Shuri Udaku × MIT fem student

You're getting ready to go out with some friends after classes, but your girlfriend is clingy and decides to hold you back for awhile.

"Girl, keep calling my phone and I'm not coming nomore." You spit out as you put on your eyeslashes. You looked carefully into the bathroom mirror. Your girlfriends on the other line. "Yes, I'm almost ready. Be here in 30." You hung up before they could protest. You leaned back blinking a few times, adjusting to the lashes. You examined yourself. You wore a short black slip dress that fitted to your shape perfectly and a black blazer that was the same length. Around your neck, a diamond Cuban link necklace your girlfriend gifted you.

After applying some lipstick, you heard a knock at the door. It's only been 5 minutes, why are they here so early. You walked back out to the main part of your dorm and opened the door, revealing your girlfriend. A smile formed on your face, as you let her in. Locking the door. "You're here!" You jumped into her, wrapping your arms around her neck.

"HI, darling." She hugged your waist, her hands traveling down to grip your ass earning a giggle from you. You pulled away. "How come you're in America?" "No reason, it's been slow back home, so I decided to surprise you." She leaned in to peck your lips. "I'm sorry baby, I'm going out tonight."

"That is why you are dressed like one of those colonizer agents." You laughed. "Don't go out." She studied you. Every wrinkle in your dress, every stitching in your blazer, watching how it hugged you perfectly. "Why?" You furrowed your brows at her. "Nobody cannot see this, it's too good for their eyes." She came back to you pecking your lips again. This time one after the other. You knew where this was going.

She brought your arms to her neck and lifted you up onto her. Your legs wrapping around her strong waist. The kiss deepened. Her tongue exploring your mouth as you moaned from the pleasure. She made it to the bed finally dropping you on the soft blankets. She went for your neck. Then you remembered. "Shuri, baby." She found the spot. You let out a moan, making her chuckle. "That's not funny." You tapped her back lightly.

She came up, looking at you, still trying to hold in her laugh. "I have to go." She frowned. "You're leaving me here, I've already seen you like this. There is no way I can let you leave now." You chuckled as you got up from the bed. You fixed your hair back into the ponytail and looked at the time. They still won't be here for 20 minutes. You looked at Shuri, then at your phone.

Fuck it

You made your way to her sitting on her lap, straddling her waist. You kissed her neck as she chuckled, realizing your decision. You began taking off your blazer as she did the same for her jacket. She looked at your body hungrily. "You can stare now or take it off me." Her slender fingers made their way to your ass, griping it as you grinded into her. She pulled the hem all the way off your body and laid you down under her.

She kissed you all the down to your breasts. Taking one nipple into her mouth and her hand playing with the other. Rubbing, twirling and even pinching it. The sensation brought you over the edge. You needed her now. "Shuri..." You moaned out. "Don't be needy." She planted wet kisses on your stomach and played with the waistband of your red lace panties.

"These are so pretty, darling." You smiled remembering you bought them for her. She slipped it off you and kissed your inner thighs finally making it to your opening. She went in for your cilt. She flattened her tongue as she licked and sucked on the sensitive bud. Your moans were getting louder. You put your hand over your mouth to suppress the sound. Then, your phone rang.

You flipped it over on your desk. Shuri stopped and looked at you. "Answer it." Your eyes widened.

"But-"

"Just answer."

You answered the phone hearing the loud laugher of your friends on the other end. Shuri put in two fingers, moving at a steady pace. "H-Hey Riri." You stammered trying not to moan. "Girl where you at? We outsideeee!" You heard Natasha, Tiana and Nini scream with her. "Sorry girl, s-something came up." She went back to sucking on your cilt. You gripped the sheets beneath you. "Fuck that, get your fine ass out here!" You felt the knot in your stomach start.

"I-It's something for my Physics course I-I'm- Shittt." You cursed. "You good girl?" Riri asked. "Yep!" Your voice went up an octave. "Just remembered I need to turn this in by 12." Your eyes met the back of your head as you were coming up on your high. Shuri noticed and quickened her pace. "Okay, well good luck babes! Love youu!" "Love you too bye." You hung up quickly and let out a gasp. "Fuck fuck fuck! Shuri!"

You grabbed a handful of her curly hair as you felt the knot untying. You panted as she let you finish on her fingers. "You handled that beautifully, princess." She looked up at you licking her fingers from your juices. "You owe me a night out." You pointed at her weakly. "Anywhere you want." She kissed your sweet lips.

this is my first smut yall don't say anything. wanted to try something different other than fluff, i love writing but why not do a lil smut here and there for yall. there's a 3 part series sitting in my drafts rn🙈yall will probably see that this weekend. school and practice been kicking my ass, so sorry i haven't been uploading !

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[princeoxca]

I will give my whole life

to get you out of the dark

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[randomgirl005]

BLACK PANTHER 2018 - BLACK PANTHER 2022

T'challa - Shuri

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[aviawrites]

stay (shuri)

⚠️!!WAKANDA FOREVER SPOILERS!!⚠️

𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘚𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘪 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 (𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 /𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘯)

𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: 3 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘘𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘙𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘢, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘜.𝘚 𝘨𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘷𝘪𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘶𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘚𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘪 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘞𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢’𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘛𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘯, 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘪𝘯. (2.5𝘬)

𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩, 𝘢𝘯𝘹𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘺

𝘢/𝘯: 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵, 𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦😱. 𝘪𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘢𝘴 𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘴. 𝘪 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘞𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘚𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘺’𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦. 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘶𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥, 𝘪𝘭𝘺<3

part 2

The beeps of Shuri’s holographic technology has become all too familiar to you on these late nights. It wasn’t uncommon for her to be problem solving in that room of hers up until the early hours of the morning.

Her lab door slides open and you’re met with Shuri doing exactly what you’d expected. You see a flashing red light in the middle of the ocean on her map, surrounded by purple lines.

Vibranium.

Ever since the American Government caught wind of vibranium outside of Wakanda, they haven’t stopped looking for it. They’ve searched many seas and deserts, but without the Ironheart’s Vibranium detector, the process has been dragged out.

But they finally got it. They’ve begin scaling the perimeter of the Serpent God’s home, Talokan. They’re much closer to the Vibranium than they think, and Shuri can’t let that happen. 

“Shuri.” You call, leaning in the doorway.

She doesn’t turn around, only continues pressing buttons as she tracks the American’s progress, attempting to hide the underwater vibranium from miles away.

“Shuri.”

“I’m busy.” 

You take a few steps, allowing the automatic door to slide shut behind you. “Stop this.” 

“I cannot stop.” Shuri minimizes the map and pulls up live news articles of the searches. “Not until I’m sure they won’t find the vibranium.”

“My love,” You sigh, “Namor said he’s got it under control, remember?”

“I’m not doing this for Namor. I’m doing this to protect Wakanda.” She explains, her tone becoming more firm.

“You know they aren’t able to penetrate us, Shuri-“

“And who says they can’t!?” She shouts, spinning to face you. “They’ve done it once before!”

You exhale, pitying her and the amount of pressure she feels daily; being the cause of these outbursts. Ever since T’Challa and Ramonda passed, she’s felt the weight of the world on her shoulders piling on top of her debilitating grief. She deserves a break.

“That was one time.” You shake your head.

“One time that should not have even been possible.” You catch a glimpse of water filling her eyes before she quickly turns back around. “They cannot find Talokan. I can’t let them. They’ll destroy it and then Namor will destroy us.”

You walk closer until you’re directly behind her, gently placing a hand on her shoulder and running a thumb over it.

“And where do you think the Americans will come next if they leave empty handed?" You utter softly, attempting to kindly explain the reality of this all.

Shuri’s body relaxes under your touch as she lowers her head, exhaling in defeat.

“Please rest. Let Namor handle this.” 

“How can I rest when we’re under constant threat?” She asks so lowly that you can’t tell if she’s asking you or herself.

You grab both of her arms and spin her around to face you, nose to nose.

"When your brother made the decision to tell the world about Wakanda, it shook the planet for years.” You begin. “And look at what we’ve done since then. The outreach programs, the gifts to other nations, we’ve bettered the world with our resources, Shuri. So even if it doesn’t go without conflict, your brother did not make the wrong choice.”

She raises her head and stares into your eyes, searching for any hints of uncertainty. There were none.

She pulls you into a deep hug, tightly wrapping her arms around your neck.

“You’re right.” She mumbles into your shoulder.

She releases you from the hugs but immediately pulls you back in to an even deeper kiss, passionately pressing her lips to yours.

“Thank you.” 

You can’t hide the smile that grows across your face. You raise a hand to her jawline and stroke it, tilting your head in admiration.

“Now, rest up. We’ve got a big day tomorrow.” You plant one last kiss onto her forehead.

———

“Hold still, I’m almost done.” You paint the last white circle on Shuri’s temple.

She keeps making expressions and squirming in her seat while you finish her makeup, obviously nervous for the day ahead of her.

Today, Shuri was set to publicly announce her title as the new black panther and Wakanda’s official protector at the U.S White House; and she plans to introduce you as her queen.

…

Shuri’s leg bounces the entire jet ride to America. Her grip on your hand has gradually gotten tighter with each mile you get closer. But finally, you’ve arrived in Washington, DC.

It’s clear that there’s no need for the U.S Secret Service as soon as you, Shuri, and M’Baku walk out of the jet with 4 dora milaje holding spears surrounding you. M’Baku walks ahead of you two with a yellow sticky note containing his opening speech. Beside you walks Shuri, glowing in her sleek and polished panther suit.

“I don’t think my hands should be this sweaty. I feel like a snail.” Shuri’s soft voice shakes as she cracks her knuckles.

“My Shuri? Nervous?” You tease, grabbing her hand.

“Amagwala (cowards).” M’Baku slickly utters back to you.

Okoye is the first to enter the grand conference room. You don’t get a chance to see the stage before you’re met with flash after flash. The room is infested with reporters.

Men in black suits lead you to the center stage. They attempt to place a hand on the smalls of your backs, manners in America, but Okoye doesn’t let them get close.

Finally, you reach your destination. The room quiets as M’Baku takes his place at the podium with you, Shuri, and dora milaje lined up behind him. He clears his throat.

“From the beginning of time, Wakanda has had a leader.” He begins, his voice demanding respect. “Someone to look up to. To follow.” He breathes deeply before his next sentence.

“But from the loss of King T’Challa, to the recent passing of Queen Ramonda, our country has been without guidance. We were vulnerable.” He states, glancing down at his card before continuing. 

“But I am here today to tell you that Wakanda has a new leader. A new protector of the mountains and guardian of the lands. A new sacred warrior. I introduce you to our new Black Panther.” He holds a hand out and steps aside as the crowd claps, giving his spot to Shuri.

Though she was scared out of her mind to be in front of all of these people, no one would know it from the looks of her. Her slender shape moves with such grace as she takes her rightful place at the head of the room.

“I was only a child when I started creating.” She starts her speech. “My mother used to say I had a mechanic’s brain at age 5. I would always make inventions and gadgets for my brother and I to play with. And from his first until his last breath, he supported me, our country, and its people through everything.” She fiddles with her fingers behind the podium.

“And when he went to the ancestors, I lost not only my brother that day, but my king. My guidance. I believed there could be no worse feeling. That was until I lost my mother.” She pauses, feeling the energy of the room drop.

“I thought there was no one else in the world who could truly make anything worth anything after that. But little did I know, she was right in front of me the entire time.”

Shuri turns back and holds a hand out to you. You take it and stand beside her, definitely feeling much more terrified than her. 

“I’m honored to introduce you to the new queen of Wakanda.” Shuri smiles proudly when she tells the world your name. 

The room immediately erupts into claps and chatter, the camera clicks becoming one big white screen. Reporters begin raising their microphones up to your level and spitting out questions.

“Press time.” Okoye tauntingly sings into your ear.

“Does that mean there are two queens of Wakanda?”

“Is this against any protocols?”

“Who will be the next heir?”

“Though I don’t consider myself one, technically, that does mean Wakanda has two queen.” Shuri answers the annoyingly loud reporter first.

“This is not uncommon in Wakanda.” Okoye explains as she pushes the two of you through the thick crowd. “A protector that is wise and just, is a protector that has earned their spot.”

“The girls are only young, heirs are none of your concern.” M’Baku snaps at one.

You finally break out of the building and outside, only a few more steps to the jet.

“Shuri, what do you have to say about the alleged vibranium sightings in the oceans?” A blonde haired woman asks, microphone so close that Shuri is almost kissing it.

Shuri quickly turns to the reporter.

Oh no.

“Vibranium only exists inside of Wakanda.” She firmly states. “Only a fool would go searching for it anywhere near those civilizations.”

Your heart drops the minute she finishes her sentence.

“Civilizations?” The woman asks.

The reporters around you begin frantically asking questions and speaking over each other. Shuri must’ve realized her mistake because she quickly turns away from the journalist and allows M’Baku and Okoye to force you two into the vehicle.

“Why would you speak on the vibranium?” You interrogate as soon as you step foot in the jet.

“I had to lead them away from Talokan." She straps herself in.

“They had no clue of the underwater world, Shuri!” You urge, “You’ve just given them all they need to know!”

“If they’re smart, they’ll stay away.” She says, calmly looking out of the windows.

"And how do you think Namor will react now that you've exposed his dynasty?"

Shuri stays quiet. Her anxious tell is apparent as she fiddles with her hands in her lap, looking down at them.

“Have you forgotten just how vicious he can be? He won’t let this go.” You continue to go on about the possible consequences all the way home.

…

“It’s not only America.” A council member informs when you get back to The Citadel.

“Who else?” Shuri asks, sitting on the golden throne.

“It’s many nations. They’ve abandoned the search for Vibranium and now are looking for Talokan.”

You lower your head, pinching the bridge of your nose. There was no reversing the bridges that Shuri burned today, and your alliance with K’uk’ulkan could be broken for good.

“We should attack first. Grab them by the gills, unwarned.” M’Baku voices.

“Attacking Talokan would be a mistake.” You argue.

“So we let them attack us?”

“You do recall what they did to us the first time, yes? What we lost? Who we lost?” Shuri death stares you at the mention, “I’m only saying that war is a last resort.”

Quiet murmurs fill the room as they discuss among themselves, Shuri’s head hanging low in thought. 

“I’ll talk to him.” She finally voices. “Try to work out a compromise.”

“I’ll go with you.” You volunteer.

“No.” She quickly shuts you down, “I must go alone.”

“Alone?” Okoye asks.

“I need to explain my fault.”

“You’re crazy if you think you’re meeting that fish man by yourself.” M’Baku says.

“He won’t like company. He’s likely already on edge.”

“He’ll bring his army with him. He never travels alone.” You interlude.

Before Shuri could respond, you uncross your arms and begin walking toward the door. The dora sharply maxes an X with their arms, only breaking it when you’ve passed them. You forgot you’re a queen now.

“I’m going.” You announce on your way out. 

There was no talking you out of joining her. Everyone who knows Namor knows that his whale-back-traveling army will be by his side whether you see them or not. But by Shuri’s demands, you and only you could tag along.

____

You lay on your back as you admire the beautiful writings that coat the dome ceiling. Your hand is intertwined with a restless Shuri’s.

“T’Challa would’ve never made this mistake.” She whispers, continuing to spiral about her slip up with the press today.

“T’Challa would’ve made even more. He always was just a little too generous.” You chuckle.

She lets out a forced laugh before turning away from you and onto her side, staring at the wall. You quickly realize how heavy this really is on her and react accordingly.

You turn as well, wrapping your arms around her waist and nuzzling into her neck.

“You’re trying your best, my love. He’d be beyond proud.” You murmur.

You feel her half smile as she lightly squeezes your hand, turning her head to place a soft kiss your temple.

——

The quinjet lands a ways away from the ocean, per Shuri’s request. Okoye and M’Baku stand prepared for the worst as you and Shuri begin your walk to the shore.

She holds your hand as the sea comes into sight. At the same time, Namor does. And he’s not alone.

Three blue Talokanil emerge from the water behind the hybrid god. Two women and one brawny man, seemingly stronger and bigger than Namor himself. All 3 of his soldiers wear water filled masks.

You keep your mouth shut and your chin high as you and Shuri dawn on the beach, your elegant Wakandan garments blowing in the wind.

“Namor.” Shuri calls out as you two come to a stop.

“We had a deal.” He gets to the point, “An alliance.”

“I know. I never meant to mention any civilization.”

“But you did, and now they know. They’ve already started closing in on us.”

“I’ll retract what my statement. Explain that I was mistaken.”

“No.” Namor shakes his head as he looks down at the two of you, “It’s too late for that.”

“Throw away 3 years of peace for what?” Shuri argues, “This can be reversed just give me time-“

“There is no time!” Namor shouts, making you jump. “You’ve made your choice.” 

His voice lowers and he reaches his arm out to the right. The blue woman, Namora, hands him a foreign looking spear. 

Shuri’s expression drops and she gently pushes you behind her before stepping toward him, planting her feet.

“Think about this, Namor.” She warns.

Seeing where this is going, you reach under your top to retrieve the vibranium dagger harnessed to your chest. It would’ve been foolish to come unprepared.

You see Namor raise his spear and just as you start to raise your own weapon, you feel a large hand wrap around your neck, squeezing. At the same time, you notice the other Talokanil man is missing, and you had a pretty good guess of where he was.

Shuri is still focused on Namor, unaware of the silent struggle happening behind her. The man restricts your movement with his arm as a blue mask comes into view.

“Breathe.” He demands, placing it over your mouth.

He lets his deathly tight grip on your neck go, forcing a large gasp out of you. Shuri whips her head around, allowing Namor to grab her off guard.

“No!” She shouts, lunging toward you.

You don’t even have the energy to speak back before your vision is filled with black dots.

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[sweetpeaanna]

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[hydravns]

BLACK PANTHER

MARVEL WHAT IF (2021 - 2023)

02x02 What If Peter Quill Attacked Earth's Mightiest Heroes ?

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[skylessnights]

To make the ancients speak, we must first draw blood by skylessnights

“Shuri—”

Without warning, Namor’s voice snapped her out of Killmonger’s spell, her head jolting up, her cheeks damp with the tears that fell from her eyes. Quickly, she wrapped her fingers back around Namora’s throat, her muscles tightening as the serpent god drew closer towards her. He was almost near her now, their bodies merely a spear length away.

“Don’t come any closer!” Shuri warned, her shaken breaths escaping through her mouth as she took a step back.

OR: As she dwells on the shores of Haiti, the grip of vengeance continues to hold a place over Shuri’s heart, leading her back to Namor’s domain with her claws wrapped around the throat of her mother’s killer.  

READ ON AO3

#I have been trying so hard to write something for these two and now it's finally here! 😭 #hope you like it ^^ #namor x shuri #nashuri #namor #shuri #black panther #black panther: wakanda forever #black panther fic #marvel black panther #marvel fics #ao3 #link is hyperlinked to the title #let me know what you think :)

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𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕!𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚒 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜

another filler bc the shuriri fic is almost done! 😭 i’m sorry for the lag ive just had writers block. but i saw @inmyheadimobsessed ‘s post abt shuri being a silly jokester and that’s what inspired this :3

highschool!riri headcanons here!

taglist!: @letitias-fav @inmyheadimobsessed @pinkwright @abenomeiiii @generallysapphic @shuriszn @la-reine-insane @unknownpisces002 (ask to be added!) (sorry if i forgot you, just remind me!! i’m absent minded as fuck 😭)

academic

・❥・top of her class, obviously

・❥・probably tutors on the side

・❥・argues with teachers if they get something slightly incorrect

・❥・gets finished with her work early and bothers other people in class

・❥・gets in trouble for bothering people but everyone loves her stupid jokes

・❥・plays pranks on the teacher during test day

・❥・turns in her work late because she either forgets to or she’s too focused on making it perfect

・❥・hates group work and always bribes her partners into just letting them doing it herself so they get a good grade

・❥・mutters to herself while working, slightly pissing off the people around her

・❥・favorite subject is science and she wastes class time by ranting to her teacher about science

・❥・spends more time at school than she does at home

・❥・huge procrastinator

・❥・messy notes

・❥・doesn’t show her work, much to the dismay of her teachers

・❥・doesn’t bother to raise her hand in class

・❥・willingly shares her notes with anyone…for a price of course

social

・❥・jokester, rarely takes anything seriously unless it’s about her schoolwork

・❥・chronic class skipper, only attends if she feels it’s necessary

・❥・dabbles in the za 🍃 but not a stoner. just in social situations really

・❥・hopeless romantic but very awkward. she’ll gush to her friends about a girl but clam up when she actually talks to her crush

・❥・makes sex jokes. a lot. maybe too much.

・❥・has a burner tiktok account where she trolls people

・❥・loves parties but gets overstimulated really quickly

・❥・loves kids and will babysit for anyone. she makes little trinkets for each of the kids she watches

・❥・robotics club team captain

・❥・terrible at sports but loves to run. tried track and field in her freshman year

・❥・throws on sweatpants or a tracksuit whenever she wakes up

・❥・refuses to eat school lunch, will go off-campus with riri to eat

・❥・does everything with riri, literally attached to the hip

・❥・cat lover

・❥・video game nerd, favorite games include mortal kombat and smash bros

・❥・fidgeter

・❥・dislikes traditionally girly things, but loves jewelry and chains

・❥・guilty pleasure is hyper-pop music, but will deny it if anyone asks

romantic

・❥・if you do have a crush on her, good luck, bc she’ll be too oblivious to notice ☠️

・❥・her love language is touch, she’ll absentmindedly fidget with your hair or tap her fingers on your leg

・❥・knarly morning breath.

・❥・cant cook for shit so she relies on you for food

・❥・favorite date place is escape rooms or fairs/arcades

・❥・terrible road rage, so you’re usually in charge of transportation ☠️

・❥・leaves cute notes in your locker or texts them to you through the day

・❥・will blow your phone up with memes (usually dad jokes but you laugh at them bc it’s shuri…)

・❥・very possessive

・❥・offers to do your work for you multiple times, but the teachers know her so well that they can tell if she did someone else’s work

・❥・stupid flirty jokes that aren’t funny but they make you laugh anyways

・❥・very one-track minded, so sometimes she’ll forget to text you back. she makes it up to you in other ways

・❥・gets unreasonably upset if you start watching something without her

・❥・has a tongue piercing 🤫

・❥・posts you on her story/insta a lot, maybe too much. but she loves you too much to not show you off

・❥・very tender headed, will not let anyone but you style her hair

・❥・has a million alarms that she sleeps through, so you have to borderline punch her every morning to wake her up (heavy sleeper)

・❥・little spoon

・❥・favorite place to kiss you is under your ear or forehead

this was lowk so much fun to make ngl. i might do one for riri :3 thanks for reading! (shuriri fic is still on the works don’t worry) leave your headcanons in the replies or reblogs!

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[liyawritesss]

ᖴᒪOᗯEᖇᔕ Iᑎ ᗷᒪOOᗰ - ᐯᗩᒪEᑎTIᑎEᔕ ᗪᖇᗩᗷᗷᒪEᔕ

Ｄａｙ ２５ － Ｐｉｃｔｕｒｅｓ

－ Worth More Than Words - Shuri Udaku - Marvel's Black Panther: Wakanda Forever

－ In which you and Shuri make a vision board detailing the journey of your relationship from past to present.

－ Check out more prompts and other activities on the Flowers In Bloom Event Masterlist!

“Oh god, I remember this one! When we went on that coffee date on campus?”

You hold up a printed picture of the day Shuri and you went on your first date together. It was at a crappy angle, as neither of you knew how to take those hip selfies that kids just a few years younger than you did, but it captured the new innocence that came with a fresh relationship. The two of you beaming ear to ear with your chosen beverages from the local campus cafe where you first met; it was a day neither of you have forgotten.

You lay the image down on the corkboard, pressing it in place with a thumb tack along the purple line that was strung along the length of the board as well. There were some pictures on their already, commemorating important moments and milestones within your relationship to date. From said first date to the most recent vacation the two of you took to Haiti, plus the many more photos you had stacked in tiny piles next to either of you, the tracking activity was something the both of you were enjoying far more than what you thought you would.

“Okay, but what about this one? The one Nakia took of us by the beachside?” Shuri hands you a polaroid of said picture, the memories of the evening flooding back to you. It was your first anniversary together, and it just so happened to fall in the timeframe you both were going to see Nakia and to check up on the progress of the school she was running. Spending a night out on the beach with a moonlight picnic, the intimacy of the date made you feel like a true princess; and so lucky the two of you were that Nakia came by and offered to commemorate the moment with a picture.

“You know what would make this board really complete?” You said to Shuri, a little smile on your face that always told her that you were up to something. 

“What are you suggesting, love?” The royal questions, eyebrows raised curiously. She watches as you instantly raise, trotting over to the nearby dresser, and pulling out the white polaroid camera the two of you bought while in the states. As you return to your spot on the ground, you beckon Shuri to shift closer to you to be in the camera’s view.

“Let’s take a picture here,” you said, “to commemorate where we are in our relationship now!”

Shuri looks at you with an immense amount of love in her eyes, lips stretched wide across her face in a smile as she nods to your request. She makes it a special picture, too, planting a kiss on your cheek as you take the perfect snapshot. She’ll have to remember to get copies of this polaroid made, so that she can keep one for herself, to remember one of the happiest moments she’s ever had in her life.

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[luvsellie]

Hello!! Can you pls do “you’re blushing” “am not!” And "i can't help it, you're fun to mess with." With shuri, preferably with the reader being the one thats teased. Also congrats on 1k!!!

— pairing shuri x fem!reader | wc 0.5k | prompts "you're blushing." - "am not!" & "i can't help it, you're fun to mess with." | note YESS I WAS HOPING SOMEONE WOULD REQUEST THESE W/ SHURI

02:24 pm

“if i didn’t know any better, i’d say that you like me.”

shuri’s words made you freeze, your heart leaping to your throat as you stiffened at the lab’s entrance. all you had come for was an update on the dora milaje’s new armor, and yet, somehow, it had turned into the princess teasing the living hell out of you just for the sake of it. and her blunt observation hadn’t necessarily been wrong.

swallowing thickly, you licked your lips, hands balling into fists at your sides. you did like her, to put it plain and simple. but you would rather die than ever openly admit that to the queen.

“your teasing is really starting to get annoying,” you finally said. attempting to regain composure, you sighed and turned around. big mistake, you realized quickly, blanching when you came face to face with shuri. caught up in trying to simply breathe, you hadn’t heard her approach you. fuck.

the woman in front of you laughed. “i can’t help it, you’re fun to mess with, usana.”

you felt yourself straighten at the use of the mother tongue. goosebumps spread across your skin, and suddenly you thought the lab was much colder than it had been five seconds ago.

“you’re blushing,” shuri added with a smile, shifting her weight from one foot to the other.

eyebrows furrowing, you crossed your arms over your chest. rolling your eyes you said, “am not. now, if you’ll excuse me, i’m not going to entertain this conversation any longer; okoye’s waiting on me and i don’t want another lecture from her.”

shuri grabbed your wrist before you could turn back to the lab’s entrance. “either you are incredibly dense or you just aren’t into this.” you stared at her, completely confused when she motioned to herself. “i like you,” she admitted bluntly.

your eyes widened at her candid confession, and you felt your mouth run dry. this is all you’ve ever wanted to hear—what you’ve dreamed about hearing—and yet you’re rendered completely speechless, mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water.

amused at your dumbfounded expression, shuri smiled. her hand slid from your wrist to your hand, squeezing it before asking, “do you have somewhere to be tonight?”

you shook your head, completely aware of the way her warm skin felt against yours.

“good,” she nodded. “come with me tonight, out to the city.” it wasn’t a request. “i’ll come by your room around six.”

shuri waited for you to object, but when you just stood there silently, her words slowly beginning to process she leaned in to press her lips to your cheek. she liked the way you straightened and sucked in a breath. 

she pulled back slowly, offering you an even bigger satisfied grin, and turned away, walking back to the lab table she had been at previous to your arrival. she left you standing in the middle of her lab, doe-eyed as you realized you finally landed a date with the woman you had been crushing on since before she had become queen.

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[sleepycreamcola]

Soft morning Namor drabble

He would do this shiiiiiiiitttttt 😭

“Good morning in yakunaj” Namor whispers in your ear. His fingers brush over your cheek and caress your neck. “How did you sleep?” He asks, kissing your cheek. “Perfectly,” you sigh. “Perfect.” He smiles.

Namor leans over you and starts to press tender kisses across your face. Soft, slow, full of love, admiration. Your forehead, nose, cheeks, lips, chin. Taking hold of your hand he presses those same tender kisses to each finger, your palm, wrist, up your arm. “What are you doing?” You giggle. Kissing your bicep, he looks up at you with those deep chocolate eyes. “I’m loving you.” He kisses your shoulder. “In reina, in yakunaj” Namor whispers into your skin.

In yakunaj - my love In reina - my queen

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[cyberghu0l]

All Eyes on You

Letitia Wright × actress!fem reader

You and your girlfriend Letitia are out in LA for the Black Panther premiere, when she's asked an uncomfortable question about you two's relationship. You see where her priorities stand after hearing her answer.

"Tish! Are you ready?" You called from the other room as the hair and makeup people finished your look. "Not yet!" You heard her voice down the hall. You're brown curls were straightened, and put up into a slick ponytail. You were given a black lace dress from an Alexander McQueen collection. It was off the shoulder and went down to the floor. Someone had finished buckling black heels on you and you stood up.

You looked at yourself and smiled. You were so proud of Letitia for all she's done. She's lost and went through so much over the couple of years. This would be the first Marvel premiere you two would be in together. You had played a Dora and fans loved the fact that you two were in a movie together. It had been a goal since you got together in 2020.

You decided to take some pictures and videos for your socials while you waited for her to finish. After half an hour, your girlfriend came into the room fully glamed. "Are you ready?" You were stunned. You were use to her in shorts and a t-shirt most of the time, so whenever you saw her in a dress and heels, sparks flied. "You look beautiful baby." She smiled shyly.

"Stop it, you look amazing yourself. I just hate this heels." She looked down stomping her feet a bit. You giggled at her protest. "Let's go." You grabbed your purse and followed her and her team down to the car. You made it out the hotel, and was met with a few fans and photographers. You shielded your face from the bright flashes, as Letitia did the same and walked into the black car.

Music had played on the radio as you drove to the event. Tish was bobbing her head as she took videos of the fans on the street. You laughed watching everyone lined up just wanting to see the car pass. She took your hand, intertwining your fingers with hers. "I'm really excited you're here." You smiled sweetly at her. "Me too, I'm so proud of you." You took her hand and kissed her knuckles.

Soon the car came to a stop. "We're here." The driver turned to you two. He got out, and opened the door on Letitia's side. She stepped out, and held her hand out for you. You held your dress as you stepped out and took her hand soon after. She dropped it and wrapped her arm to your waist, you brought yours to her shoulder and posed for the cameras. Smiling and pointing at some. Tish turned to you. You looked ahead laughing as she kissed your temple.

You two walked onto the red carpet where you were separated for photos. "Over here!" "Y/N look up!" "Y/N down here!" "Big smile!" "Look over here!" Photographers shouted as their flashes went off. You had a routine, get the same pose from every angle, then do a few walking ones. Your girlfriend had joined you for some after she was done. Someone had came to speak to you briefly. "Just down there's E News and a couple other interviewers, just head down when you're ready." You two nodded and walked hand in hand, waving and blowing kisses at the cameras as you walked by.

"See you soon." She said in your ear making you smile. You got stopped by an interviewer for Entertainment Tonight. "Hello Y/N! You are looking stunning!" She spoke, smiling brightly. "Thank you so much! You look amazing by the way!" "Who are you wearing tonight?" "I'm wearing the lovely Alexander McQueen." You smiled giving the camera a little twirl for a better view of the dress.

"Amazing. How was it finally doing a movie with your girlfriend?" She asked you. "It was lovely! I got to work with amazing, talented people and everyday on set was a blast!" She nodded her head. "You've been wanted to work with Lupita, how was it finally getting to?" You thought back to fangirling over Lupita in your trailer when you found out you had scenes with her and laughed. "It was a dream come true, really. I was telling Tish that day how I don't know how I'm gonna do those scenes without fangirling."

She laughed at your response. "Well thank you so much for your time!" She ended. "You are so very welcome! Thank you for coming!" You waved bye and followed onto the next. After laughing at unfunny jokes, and twirling so much till your dizzy, you finally met back up with Letitia.

"How are you my love?" She asked sincerely. "Just fine, a little tired, I do have to talk to my manager about something though. I'll be right back." You pecked her quickly and caught up with Amanda.

Shuri's POV

I watched as Y/N jogged lightly to Amanda and laughed to myself. The whole night was filled with interviews and cameras. It was nothing new and it was a routine I enjoyed. An interviewer from E! News came up to me. "Letita Wright you are looking gorgeous as usual!" I laughed turning from side to side for the camera. "Thank you, thank you. Feeling amazing right now."

"It's so refreshing to see this part in Marvel you play. This raw and open side of Shuri is not talked about enough so I guess really thank you for bringing this to the mcu!" I smiled greatly, taking the compliment. "How did it feel working with Dominique and Y/N at the same time?" The question confused me. "Not to be bleek, but what do you mean?" You laughed nervously.

"You worked with a beautiful, talented amazing woman. It had to be hard focusing on just Y/N." She completely lost me now. "Excuse me?" The interviewer laughed. "Dominique and Y/N. I'm very surprised she didn't freak after those intimate scenes." I backed up looking at her as if she's crazy because she clearly is.

"Is this your job? Going around trying to destroy relationships, there were no "intimate" scenes with Dominique, and it wasn't hard working with my girlfriend and a coworker. I love her to death even, and it's sickening of you to even ask something like that. You thinking like this is all the reason you're still single doing stuff like this." I stormed away trying to find Y/N.

I found her drinking from a bottle of water next to the door of the theater. "Tish! Everything's okay with Amanda, are you ready to go in?" Everything that just happened left my mind after I saw her. That's the thing about her, whenever I see her everything melts away, when she talks I forget all my troubles. She's like a drug and I'm hooked.

"I am. Let's go." I took her hand and walked into the dark theater.

☆☆☆

Your POV

The car ride back to the hotel was a comfortable silence. Your head rested on your girlfriend's shoulder as you hummed a song from the movie. You looked up, and noticed her staring blankly out the window. "Are you okay? You've been off since we left." She perked up and looked down at you. "Yea, I'm fine. Just tired." You furrowed your eyebrows and pulled out your phone.

You scrolled through Instagram stories watching fans freak out, Lupita spam, and Dominique repost articles. One did catch your attention though. 'Letita Wright shuts down reporter after asking uncomfortable question about girlfriend, Y/N' you got off her shoulder reading it carefully. "What's wrong?" She asked. You didn't respond. "What are you reading?"

"Why didn't you tell me about this?" You showed her the article. She sighed. "Look-" "No, cause what happened. You haven't mentioned a single thing about this." You put down your phone. "It just didn't feel necessary." "Why not, that question is absolutely inappropriate."

"You know what, it is and that's why everybody's freaking out about it. But I love you so much, more than you'll ever know. Being on set and working with you has made me realize I love you more than anything. When I'm with you, I forget about everything. I forget about the loss, and all the bad because you're just here." She rubbed her face gently sighing tiredly.

"I loved working on set with you too." You replied, smiling. She looked over at you as her head leaned on the head rest. "You know I love you, till death. And it means alot to me that you stuck for me like that." She smiled. "Always, and you know that."

first off just wanted to say thank you guys sm for over 100 notes on the Take a Break series, i didn't think it would get a sm attention and i love and appreciate you guys sm you don't even know. secondly, did this au out of boredom, i found the picture on pinterest and needed to do something with it so otw to a party i wrote this

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