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griots-tales · 1 year

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TROUBLE- part II

Part 1 Word Count: 1.2k Warning: smut

They were in the kind of frenzy that they hadn't been in since their teenage years, when it was their first time getting into it.

When they looked back upon it, it was uncannily similar to the first time: when an eighteen-year-old T'Challa bent over the naked silhouette of Nakia, gazing into her eyes with an ocean of words behind his, as their hips moved into each other in a trance-like tandem.

Nakia could remember the high-pitched grunts and low moans that burst through his clenched teeth back then, as he experienced another body for the first time. Her skin had been burning with an invisible fire, her nerves tingling each time his erratic thrusts rubbed against her spot. Her hands had roamed over his chest, then: and had traveled further down still... feeling his back and gripping his hips. Dipping down her own trove to pleasure herself at the same time.

Excitement, apprehension, and arousal had consumed her mind, not unlike what was happening right now.

It was easy for her to visualize T'Challa's buttocks, now free of the wraparound (which lay flung over her chair) flexing and clenching their juicy muscle, as they pistoned his hips into her. He was mindful enough to lift her an inch off the mattress, so that her cuts didn't rub the wrong way.

He led the pace: steady, but gentle. Enough to bump her spots but lacking in the right pressure. Such a tease.

"Ahhh...mm.."

Nakia's soft groans were music to the King's ears, but he could hear the caution she pressed on herself to avoid calling him any of the names that would usually spill from her lips once his dick was inside her. They were still friends, not with anything acknowledgeable between them.

"T'Challa....!"

"Hmm...?" His husky voice rang out from the soft contour of her clavicle as her body moved to his rhythm.

"Ohhh..."

The King emerged, glowing. "What is it?"

Nakia observed the sweaty sheen: as the Black Panther, his stamina was not the cause of perspiring so early into their love-making. It was his passionate heat.

"C'mere," The War Dog groaned as she touched foreheads with him and pulled him into a lustful kiss. Their tongues played with each other and their breath was one for a moment, before T'Challa pulled back. Nakia knew why he did: even in their desperately detached state, they found ways to touch the other's soul, awakening the wounds that they were trying to cover with their very act.

It almost felt like they were high-schoolers, long before they were pleasantly surprised by T'Chaka heartily accepting Nakia as his son's potential consort. Despite her lack of political placement in her tribe: something that was often looked for in the people married into the Royal family. It felt like a time when their love was almost forbidden, and not something that would be allowed to continue beyond some nights.

Back then, it was his father's expectations. But now, it was them.

They couldn't get too close, as much as they were each other's mooring: some ropes can pull you in too hard.

So they settled for the more whorish sides to sex. Needless to say, it was something that T'Challa excelled in.

Nakia gasped and dug her nails into his back as she began riding her third orgasm with the King, who hadn't come yet.

His arm still heroically held her away from the sheet, but his hips pounded into her with a vengeance that could almost let her taste the frustration and rage swirling in his mind. But her head was at a point where it couldn't care about anything except the sweet thrill of surfing down the choppy wave he was leading her towards.

"AAAaahhh! Bast! Ndiyacela..." She froze up and quietened for a second as it crashed over her. T'Challa's face was all in hers as he too let out a low moan, holding her softly jerking body against his own. His other arm anchored powerfully into the sheets as he slowly stroked his hips forward to ease the pleasure over her pussy... before returning to his grind.

slap!slap!slap!slap!slap!-

The War Dog sighed in satiation, in contrast to the hungry beast her friend had become while chasing his own tide. In her calmer state, she could see T'Challa's fleshy buttocks jiggling with the harmonic force he applied down front: and her contracting walls was what finally got him to the edge-

His entire, sinewy frame stiffened and quivered. Nakia couldn't feel the gushing release thanks to the condom he had slipped on out of diplomacy, but since it didn't matter between two tied and tested hoes:

"Yintoni...?" He whispered in half rapture and confusion as she lightly pushed him away, straightening up in the sheets.

She didn't answer, instead, taking his pulsing member in her hand and slipping the sheath off. T'Challa obliged her, gasping as she pumped him through his continuing orgasm. The white pearls stood out against her earthy complexion, as more spilled onto her thighs, neck and chin. The King was speechless, only bringing his dick closer over her face to watch the drops splatter on it as he gazed deep into her eyes.

Nakia's mischievous hands had now travelled behind him, massaging the alluring masses that were his cheeks, and spanking them as he spent his final bursts. He groaned in reply, smirking a little after a long while of furrowing his brow with his every emotion. His head rolled back as his breathing slowed down; the lady still held the softening length in her hand, admiring the bulbous pink head that she didn't get to see often these days...

Or would she?

The next day, Nakia woke up to an (annoyingly) tidied up dresser and an empty space in the bed, beside her. The dried semen stains on the sheets along with the throbbing in her hips was yet another sign that her ex had definitely been in there.

She sighed, resetting and getting ready for her last day home for some months.

5:00 AM was when T'Challa would usually hit the gym, and that was where she found her feet leading her. She didn't want to see him again, since he probably needed some space, but before she could turn back, she found herself right before him.

Seeing him sweaty and minimally clothed didn't really go with her plan of staying in focus, and he seemed to understand, by how he merely nodded respectfully in her direction like she was some elder councilor. She felt like giggling all of a sudden, as she watched him trying to avoid taking in the new, maroon, backless jumpsuit she was wearing that day.

He snapped his head back from where it had turned ever so slightly, but it was enough for Okoye, who stood by the gym's entrance, to know what exactly had happened last night.

They grinned at each other as they came closer. Okoye lifted an eyebrow.

"What are you up to now?" She greeted dryly.

"On my way to go through some missions..."

"Mhm? Sure you don't want to, uh... rest your back?" The General indicated her own back, feigning innocent concern to tease her friend.

"My back can take it, generalll..."

"It's just our ears that can't, Nakiaa..."

"Sounds like you have to sort it out with himmm, Okoyeeee"

"Mmh." She rolled her eyes. "I think you need to stay back. It would be of some help."

"And why is that?"

Okoye beckoned her forward and glanced around for any passers by. "That mercenary who we captured... didn't the King tell you anything about him?"

Nakia frowned, "No... is it of much concern?"

The Dora chewed her lip slightly. "I would be very concerned. Things just ... got a little more complicated."

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babeyvenus · 1 year

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Wakanda's Princess

Nakia's pregnant with T'Challa's daughter. What will these two do with the new princess?

Chapter 4: Celebrations and Worries

A year later after the airport fight, Nakia had disappeared and T'Kia felt more and more distant toward the woman.

She wasn't often there to see her daughter grow as she let the Dora Milaje raise her.

It upset T'Kia but not as much. She had her Aunt Shuri and Okoye and her grandmother, after all. Nakia trusted Okoye to treat the girl like family and so she did.

Speaking of Okoye, T'Challa finally decided to let the girl come with him on a mission since his general would be accompanying them. T'Kia couldn't argue much on that.

The only downside, the general was taking them to see T'Kia's mother who was being held captive.

It irritated T'Kia. She trained for so long as a spy to get captured?? What was the point of missing out on so much of her life if she'd let something as a measly kidnapping get to her?

"My Prince... coming up on them now.", Okoye announces, bringing the princess out of her thoughts.

T'Challa's face slowly grows into a smile. He had missed his lover despite their falling out. Unlike T'Kia, the man had full faith in Nakia and her actions. Though, if she needed a little help, who was he to say no?

"No need, Okoye. I can handle this alone. I will get Nakia out as quickly as possible.", he says.

"Just don't freeze when you see her.", Okoye warns.

He scoffs and looks at her. "What are you talking about? I never freeze."

T'Kia smiled as she and her father jumped out of the helicarrier and headed opposite ways, taking the captors out one by one.

T'Kia came across a commotion, hearing a familiar voice as she hid in a tree.

"T'Challa, no! This one's just a boy. He got kidnapped as well.", T'Kia looked down from a tree to see a woman dressed up like the captured ones.

Was that her mother....?

T'Challa indeed froze, his heart stuttering at the sight of his lover.

"Nakia... I... I wanted...", he started, walking over to her. Suddenly a guard stood, pointing a gun at them. "Hey! I have her! Don't move! I will shoot! I will shoot her right now!"

T'Kia frowned and dropped down from the tree, kicking the guard in the back as Okoye knocked him out. They nodded at each other before they walked up to him.

"You froze.", Okoye scolded the prince.

"Ah...", T'Challa looks down, flustered.

Nakia watched as her daughter shook her head at her father and caught her eyes.

She was silent. "T'Kia....", Nakia started, but the girl stayed by her father.

Nakia shook her head, turning to the man instead. "Why are you here? You've ruined my mission.", she told T'Challa.

"My father is dead, Nakia. Remember? I will be crowned king tomorrow and I wish for you to be there.", he explains.

She sighed and looked at the man before looking at her daughter. T'Kia only glared back. She wouldn't have cared if the woman missed out on her accomplishments at the moment, but this was a big thing that was happening.

Her father was going to be crowned king tomorrow. She needed to be there. She'd drag the woman there if she had to.

Nakia sighed. "Fine. I will come.", she says and looks at the captured women. "Carry yourselves home now."

"Thank you.", one of them spoke up. "And take the boy. Get him to his people.", Nakia orders. "You will speak nothing of this day."

The women nodded, grabbing hold of the captured boy. "Yes. Thank you. Thank you."

The Wakandans all climb back on the helicarrier after letting them go.

T'Kia stood by Okoye as her mother and father talked. Okoye noticed the princess's behavior toward the spy.

She… felt bad. She remembered years of the girl asking where her mother was and when she'd be back. Okoye could only promise that it'd be soon every time.

Eventually, that wouldn't have slid past the girl. Seems now it wouldn't have worked anyways. The girl had gotten old enough to understand.

The two warriors watched as the sun rose, the light kissing their skin with a warmth they knew so well.

Okoye smiled. "Sister Nakia... My Prince...", she looked at T'Kia who seemed to be half asleep. "Princess. We are home."

"This never gets old.", T'Challa mutters in amazement.

As they landed on the launchpad, they climbed out of the helicarrier approaching Queen Ramonda and Shuri.

"Queen Mother... Shuri... My comfort for your loss.", Nakia speaks up.

"Thank you, Nakia. It is so good to have you back with us. Take her to the River Province.", Queen Ramonda says and looks at her granddaughter with a sweet smile.

The girl was tired and needed rest soon but fought her sleep with irritation. Queen Ramonda easily brought the girl in her arms as Okoye had Nakia ushered off to get comfortable.

Shuri smirks suddenly, watching her brother's gaze.

"Did he freeze?", Shuri asks Okoye, making T'Kia smile at her.

Okoye's smile widened, "Like an antelope in headlights.", Okoye says, egging her on.

The women laugh at him as he crosses his arms as he looks at his general whose grin never leaves her face.

"Are you finished?", he asks, fed up and watches as the Dora Milaje walks away.

He shakes his head and looks at Shuri. "So surprised my little sister came to see me off before our big day."

She scoffs. "You wish! I'm here for the EMP beads. I've developed an update."

"Update? No.", he says, shaking his head fast. "It worked perfectly."

"How many times do I have to teach you? Just because something works doesn't mean that it cannot be improved.", she says.

"You are teaching me? What do you know?", he asks, taking off his beads and handing them to her.

"More than you.", she boasts and walks off.

T'Challa shakes his head as he watches his baby sister walk away. "I can't wait to see what kind of update you make... to your ceremonial outfit.", he calls, and she flips him off.

Both T'Challa and T'Kia's jaws drop, making Queen Ramonda scold her daughter. "Shuri!", she warns. "Sorry, Mother!", Shuri apologizes.

"How are you feeling today, Mama?", T'Challa asks, smiling.

"Proud. Your father and I would talk about this day all the time. He is with us…", she glanced at the young princess. "All of us. And it is your time to be king.", she says.

Despite the early morning, the time for celebration came. Shuri made sure T'Kia had her correct tribal ceremonial clothing on before it started, her excitement bouncing off of the girl.

The time for celebration was among them and celebrate, they did. The chants, the music, the dancing and smiles excited T'Kia and filled her with warmth.

She never got to be a part of something like this before, let alone smile so much, now knowing she'd be a big part of her father's life.

As they made it to the watery cliffs, Shuri and T'Kia stood by Queen Ramonda waiting for T'Challa to arrive.

Once he did, Zuri held the Spear of Bashenga, calling to the audience. "I, Zuri, Son of Badu, give to you, Prince T'Challa! The Black Panther!", he announced.

The Elders watch as Zuri holds up a ceremonial vessel containing a mysterious concoction that T'Kia had never seen.

"The prince will now have the strength of the Black Panther stripped away.", Zuri explains and pours the liquid into T'Challa's mouth.

T'Challa reacts violently, nearly choking on the red fluid. He spasms, his veins expanding and his muscles contracting as the poisonous liquid expands through his body.

T'Kia looked at her aunt and grandmother in worry, but they gave her reassuring looks in return. The prince's eyes become red before he calms, his trembling coming to a stop, and he exhales as he stands.

Pleased, Zuri turns to the audience. "Damaku!"

"The Border Tribe will not challenge today.", others yell.

The crowd repeats. "Damaku!"

"Victory in ritual combat comes by yield or death. If any tribe wishes to put forth a warrior, I now offer a path to the throne.", Zuri exclaims.

The Merchant Tribe Warrior calls out, "The Merchant Tribe will not challenge today."

"Yibambe!", Nakia yelled, receiving the same chant in return.

"The River Tribe will not challenge today!", the River elder announced.

"The Mining Tribe will not challenge today.", the mining elder announced.

"Is there any member of royal blood... who wishes to challenge for the throne?", Zuri asked.

Shuri raised her hand, making everyone look at her in shock.

"This corset is really uncomfortable... so could we all just wrap it up and go home?", Shuri says, clapping. T'Kia shakes her head as Queen Ramonda pinches Shuri in exasperation. "Mother!", Shuri whines.

T'Challa, amused, shakes his head at his sister's antics before pausing as he and the others hear a familiar chant.

"Are they Jabari?", Shuri asks. "Yes.", Queen Mother responds. T'Kia frowned. She'd heard of the Jabari, but never got close to seeing any of them.

A huge man with a monkey skull over his face enters from the darkness.

"M'Baku, what are you doing here?", Zuri asks.

He shrugs with a tilt of his head. "It's Challenge Day. We have watched... and listened from the mountains! We have watched with disgust... as your technological advancements have been overseen by a child!", he yells pointing at Shuri, making the Dora Milaje and T'Kia step in front of her.

M'Baku's head tilts once more in curiosity as he looks at the girl who glared back at the man. "New. You're new. And younger.", he turns to the Queen. "Are you allowing children to fight now?"

Queen Ramonda doesn't say anything before T'Challa steps up. "Address me, not my mother.", he says, making the taller man turn to him.

The warning look in his eyes sends a message that M'Baku caught onto quickly. A laugh escapes him as he looks back at the girl.

"You're the child.", he says, another laugh ripping from his gut.

He continues, "Your technological advancements have been overseen by a child. Who scoffs at tradition!", he finishes, as his newfound irritation rises again before he turns to the prince.

"And now you want to hand the nation over to this prince...", he says, standing over T'Challa. "Who could not keep his own father safe. Mmm? We will not have it. I said, we will not have it, oh! I, M'Baku... leader of the Jabari..."

"I accept your challenge, M'Baku.", T'Challa cuts him off.

M'Baku's shoulders square back. "Glory to Hanuman."

They've already started their fighting and M'baku kicks T'Challa down after so many impacts.

Through the loud drumming, M'Baku yells, "Stand up!"

"Where is your god now!?", he shouts.

T'Challa gets up and gives him an over kick. He punches M'Baku in his sides as M'Baku swings aimlessly.

"Yes!", Nakia and T'Kia cheer.

M'Baku takes his staff and picks up T'Challa with it, crushing him with his bare weight. T'Challa is now bleeding from his face, almost dizzy and tired.

"No powers!", M'Baku headbutts him. "No claws!" He gives him another. "No special suit! Just a boy!"

T'Challa's head dangles back and catches T'Kia's glossy eyes.

"Tell him who you are!!", his mother yells.

T'Challa quickly leans up to punch M'Baku back. T'Kia cheered on in hope as he cracked open M'Baku's mask.

M'Baku, shocked at the sight of blood coming from his own face, screams in anger and stabs T'Challa right where his heart should be, leaving the Udaku family in shock.

T'Challa's eyes widen as he shouts in pain, gripping onto the staff.

"Baba!!", T'Kia rushes to move, but Shuri holds her back.

T'Challa takes a quick glance at his daughter before glaring at M'Baku, his bloody teeth gritting. "I am Prince T'Challa... son of King T'Chaka!!", he yells.

"You can do this, T'Challa!", Shuri yells.

T'Challa pulls out the pointed edge and dodges as M'Baku swings to stab him again, kicking him into the water.

He wraps his legs around his neck, bringing him closer to the edge of the cliff.

"Yes!", T'Kia cheered.

"Come on!", Nakia yells.

"Yield! Don't make me kill you!", T'Challa yells as M'Baku's face swells with the lack of oxygen.

"I'd rather die!", M'Baku yells.

Others start chanting T'Challa's name.

"You have fought with honor. Now, yield! Your people need you.", he says. Worry almost wracks T'Challa's body. Was M'Baku really going to let his pride in the way of living? M'Baku glances at his own warriors.

"Yield, man!", T'Challa yells. Cheers erupt as M'Baku taps out.

T'Kia sighs in relief and smiles at her father as he stands, watching as the Jabari warriors pull the bigger man up.

Zuri walks over to him. "I now present to you, King T'Challa. The Black Panther."

T'Challa nods to him. "Zuri."

"My King.", he only nods back.

"Wakanda Forever!!", the tribes yell simultaneously.

T'Challa is moved on to the Hall of Kings, an ancient place that represented the past kings of Wakanda.

He watches as his daughter's eyes sparkle with wonder. How long had this been here, she thought.

The place was huge.

As they stopped, T'Challa was placed onto the red soil, ready to be buried. T'Kia kneels by his head as he gives her a smile of reassurance.

Zuri walks up, his hands holding the liquidized herd.

"Allow the Heart-Shaped Herb... to restore the powers of the Black Panther... and take you to the Ancestral Plane." Zuri feeds him the fluid of the herb.

T'Challa's body shivers as he lets out a groan, swallowing the liquid.

"T'Chaka, we call on you. Come here to your son.", Zuri calls. The crowd watches as T'Challa's veins pulsate throughout his body.

T'Challa's eyes shut and pop open as he wakes up in a grassy plain, with the sky a purple-ish hue. It was beautiful, almost cold. He felt… free.

He heard a familiar voice behind him, a laugh following the voice. He turned around to see his father smiling at him proudly.

"Baba."

"My son.", T'Chaka responds. T'Challa quickly kneeled in front of him.

"Stand.", T'Chaka says. "You are a King now."

T'Challa looks up at him. A frown dropped his face as he shook his head and stood up, his head hanging low.

T'Chaka frowns as well, worried. "What's wrong, my son?", he asks.

"I am not ready.", T'Challa confesses.

He never imagined the sudden pressure of being king. It was happening and now he just wanted to run. To be what he used to be.

He always wondered how his father managed to do it. To balance and juggle responsibilities as if it was nothing.

"Have you not prepared to be King your whole life? Have you not trained and studied been by my side?"

T'Challa shook his head, clenching his fists. "I am not ready to be without you.", T'Challa says.

He frowns. "A man who has not prepared his children for his own death, has failed as a father. Have I ever failed you....?"

T'Challa looks up, a shocked expression crossing his face. "Never."

T'Chaka hugs his son in a warm hold he hasn't had in so long. T'Challa felt like a little boy again, scared and vulnerable.

He lets out a sigh. "Tell me how to protect Wakanda. To protect my family. My daughter. I want to be a great King, Baba. Just like you."

T'Chaka rubs his back. "You will struggle. That is inevitable. So you'll need to surround yourself with people you trust. You have your sister, your mother, your love, and...your daughter.", he says, making T'Challa eyes widen.

"You must prepare her like I did for you and your sister. You're a good man with a good heart. And it's hard for a good man to be king.", he says.

T'Challa suddenly jolted awake, out of breath as he felt someone pulled him up.

"Breathe, T'Challa. Breathe. Breathe.", Zuri tells him.

He takes calming deep breaths and looks around, smiling at T'Kia and Zuri who look at him worriedly.

"You're okay.", T'Kia says, more to her beating, worrying heart than him. She knew he'd be okay. He fought off poisoning and a stab close to the heart. He was strong.

"He was there.", T'Challa chuckled, as Zuri pulled him up. "He was there. My father."

T'Challa felt a bursting sense of confidence and took T'Kia to walk in the city once more with Nakia. He wanted to spend time with them as a family. He had his own family. It was still a little hard to get used to, knowing he was a father now.

He loved it.

T'Kia, however, didn't mind following along with her father. It was just her mother that was the problem.

Though, a conflicting thought crossed her mind. Maybe she was being childish for letting her feelings get the better of her. She shouldn't feel resentful toward her mother for not being around.

She was busy. Parents get busy. It happens.

She knew that, but…

"Come home, Nakia.", she hears her father say.

"I'm right here.", Nakia says, looking at T'Challa incredulously.

His eyes softened, pleading. "Stay."

"I came to support you and to honor your father, but I can't stay. I found my calling out there. I've seen too many in need just to turn a blind eye.", Nakia says, sighing.

T'Challa frowns, glancing back at his daughter who looked around, waving and smiling at other civilians before turning to his lover.

"Then, what about T'Kia? What about her? Will you stay for her?", T'Challa whispers.

Nakia frowns. "I just can't be happy here knowing that there's people out there who have nothing.", she says and glanced at T'Kia. "Besides, she hates me."

T'Challa looked at her in disbelief. "She does not."

Nakia fixes him a look. "You didn't see the look she gave me. She doesn't want to talk to me at the moment."

T'Challa frowns. He noticed, just chose not to say anything. It was true she hadn't been around, and maybe T'Kia missed her a lot, but after seeing her again, she must feel torn.

He shakes his head, moving on. "Then, what would you have Wakanda do about it?", he asks.

"Share what we have. We could provide aid...and access to technology and refuge to those who need it. Other countries do it, we could do it better.", Nakia says, enthusiastically.

"We are not like these other countries, Nakia. If the world found out what we truly are, what we possess, we could lose our way of life.", T'Challa says.

"For once, I agree.", T'Kia speaks up.

She didn't want to meet any colonizers right now, let alone trust them not to steal anything from her home.

She learned a lot from her aunt, seeing that Vibranium was being used for weapons outside of its native habitat and people. It wasn't right.

"Wakanda is strong enough to help others and protect ourselves at the same time.", Nakia argued.

T'Challa sighs and gives her a look. "If you were not so stubborn, you would make a great Queen."

"I would make a great Queen, because I am so stubborn.", Nakia counters, sassily.

"So, you admit it!", he exclaims.

"I did not say that."

T'Kia smiles to herself.

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mbakuwife · 2 years

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I’m not gone lie , I’m so ready for everybody to start back writing stories when the black panther movie in nov 💖

#black panther imagines #black panther #mbakuxblack!femalereader #mbaku imagine #tchalla #erik stevens #erik killmonger #shuri x reader #nakia #okoye

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bestfriend491 · 1 year

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So... 👀

A lot is going on with Introspection Part 2's plot but I refuse to split it into another part so if you see an outlandish wordcount in a few days, don't ask questions.

The planning ALONE is 3k+ words and I'm not willing to scrap any of the parts.

When it comes out, maybe just take it in small increments so you don't strain your eyes. 🫣

(Do I regret not putting more in part 1 and saving myself from this kind of stress? Yes. Yes, I do 😭)

But anyway, if you want to be tagged, I guess just say so under here so I'll know. 😌

#black panther #nakia black panther #nakia #nakia x reader #nakia fanfiction #nakia x female reader #tchalla #general okoye #x reader insert #x female reader #dreykov marvel #marvel #madame b #the red room

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justagirlwriting · 1 year

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Goddess Interrupted - Chapter 5

Warnings: Mentions of death, torture, blood, nightmares, and cursing.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader, Steve x Natasha, Tony x Pepper, Wanda x Vision, Bruce, Thor, Loki, and Sam, T’Challa, Shuri, Okoye

Word count: 1939

His hair hung from his face in such a delicate manner as he slept in his little hut. I had arrived a few minutes ago to ask him if he wanted to take a walk with me. But with how peaceful he looked I chose not to bother him and let him get the sleep he needed. I walked out of the hut and into the sunlight. I thought back to the memories I saw last night in Bucky’s mind. One of which was when he got to see sunlight again. The feeling of the sun on his face, what little there was showing, caused him to smile under the mask. He was quickly reminded that this was temporary, and he would soon have to go back underground. I savored the sunlight making a mental note to never let it be underappreciated. “Can you tell us where you learned those fighting moves?” Okoye asked me as she walked up to me. Shuri was standing to her left and T’Challa was on her right.

“If I did, I'd have to kill you. It’s a secret I promised myself I would take to my grave. And a very full grave it will be.” I walked towards them moving the conversation away from Bucky so he wouldn’t wake up.

“Is the soldier awake?” T’Challa asked. I shook my head, “Ah well he needs he rest anyway. I do wish you’d enjoy your stay just a bit more. Wakanda has always been welcomed to you and yet you've never explored it?” A question I am sure he's been dying to ask. Wakanda is full of such amazing and Earth-shattering inventions that would blow the minds of so many engineers and scientists.

“Wakanda is beautiful. Her beauty deserves to be shared. And ever since I helped you and you opened your borders to me, I’ve waited for this moment.” I replied to the king who understood just what I was trying to say.

“What is your point? What moment?” Shuri looked puzzled. Though I could understand, she’d never been in love like we had with the desire to experience something new with the person you love.

“You know for being the smartest person in Wakanda you can be a little slow sometimes,” the King looked at her laughing.

“The moment is Bucky being here. I want to see and experience Wakanda with him.” I held a handout to her. And she took it without hesitation. “I have experienced many things in my long life. Some of which I will never get another chance.” I closed my eyes and showed Shuri what my home planet looked like. Her face lit up and she laughed. “Others I hope and pray I will get to share with others.” I showed her the ocean full of colorful fish and coral. How the sun’s raise danced in the water and how the seaweed drifted with the water. Then I showed her space. The vast stars and colorful gasses that looked bright and alive. “But with Bucky I want him to get and have anything good and amazing that this new life of his offers.” I let go of her hand.

“That was beautiful. You saw all of that?” The big smile that formed while I showed her what I had seen never fell.

“I lived in the golden palace for 200 years. I lived amongst the stars for 900 and I lived in the oceans for 7. I have lived a life full of breathtaking beauty and amazing wonders that I wish I could show you Shuri.”

“So she gets to see all those ‘beautiful and breathtaking things’ and we just get to stand here and wonder forever?” I held my hand out to him. “I’m only joking, I'm sure Shuri will tell us all about it on our way back.” I shook my head in agreement.

“Are you coming with us?” Okoye asked me. I sucked in a breath and looked out into the forest.

“No, I think I am going to go for a small walk in the woods.” We said our goodbyes and they turned back to the palace. I looked back at the hut and heard Bucky still sleeping. I started my walk toward the woods. Shur, Okoye, and T'Challa were not too far away from me when a golden ring appeared around my feet. “GUYS!” they turned to me to see what I was seeing. “WHAT THE F-” I fell through the ring and landed in a room.

I looked up as the ring closed, “Y/N, are you…” T’Challa was cut off. I got to my feet and turned around to see a man wearing a red cloak and a blue suit of some kind. I was about to charge him when a figure in the corner of my eye moved. I faced it and found Thor. I was frozen in place the last time I saw Thor. I had gotten into a screaming match with him that almost ended with the both of us in the S.H.I.E.L.D. infirmary.

“Sister.”

“Don’t you dare sister me. You asshole.” A new ring of golden light appeared above us. And a man in a black suit fell through and landed on the ground. “Is this something you normally do?” I turned to the wizard.

“I have been falling for 30 minutes,” I recognized the voice immediately. Loki, my other lying and deceitful brother. He raised to his feet.

“You can handle it from here,” the wizard says to Thor.

“Yes, of course. Thank you very much for your help.” Thor shakes the wizard's hand. As another ring appears besides the wizard.

“Good luck,” the wizard whispers to Thor.

“Handle me, who are you?” Loki conjures his daggers ready to murder the fucking wizard that brought us both here. And honestly, I don’t blame him.

“Loki,” Thor attempts to calm his brother. I stand there staring at all of this not caring what happens just wanting to get back to Wakanda, to Bucky.

“You think you’re some kind of sorcerer? Don’t you think for one minute you, second rate....” Loki charges at the wizard.

“Alright, bye bye” the wizard moves the golden ring toward us. Loki falls into the grass and Thor, and I are standing there as the golden ring disappears.

“No no. Gods Damn it. Thor what the hell did you do I need to go. I can’t be here with you. And not just because I loathe your guts.” I storm towards Thor. “Get me the hell back.”

“Y/n?” Loki has gotten up and is staring at me. “You’re alive?”

“Oh shut the Hel up. I know this routine Thor played stupid when I saw him for the first time since. I know you knew so don’t even try.” I am beyond fierce with these too. But my eye catches something much more blood boiling.

“What are you…. looking at?” Loki looks at where my eyes have landed. I look around and it's only him. Our father, the bastard that destroyed my life. I storm over to him, anger rising higher and higher with every step. Thor following closely behind me, “What...? Ugh” Loki taking his spot at the end of the line.

“You! You low, evil, manipulative, lying, waste of useless trash,” I grab him by the back of his collar and throw him to the ground. Thor picks me up and hands me to Loki so he can help our father up off the ground. “Unhand me you vile ugly frost beast.” I wiggle and squirm in Loki’s hold, but he doesn’t let go. “Thor, you bastard tell him to let me go. Or I swear you are next.”

“Y/n. I’m sorry.” I hear my father speak. “I thought I was doing the right thing. Doing what I had to do for our kingdom.” I stopped moving and after a beat Loki let me go. “I never thought you’d come back.”

“You sold me to him. You forced me to endure 900 years of never-ending pain, and suffering. Made me believe that my family didn’t care whether I lived or died. My soul shattered into pieces because of you. My mind broke and my heart grew into stone. You are the reason I will spend eternity in Hel when I die.” I grabbed his collar, Thor and Loki going to grab me but stopped when I stopped.

“You won't, I'll make sure that the gods let you into Vahalla,” He spoke, cutting me off. “I didn’t know….”

“Bullshit. Why else would he have wanted me if it wasn't to turn me into a weapon. His own weapon. He wanted power and control, and you handed me to him on a silver platter. You could have won that fight with me on your side but instead you were scared of me so you threw me away. And you two let him, agreed to let me be taken from my mother and my home.” Thor and Loki looked at me then at each other. Tears slipped past my eyes, reliving the pain all over again had my chest aching.

“No, they didn’t. I lied about that too,” Odin spoke.

I smacked him across the face. “So, on top of everything you turned me against my own brothers? Why?”

“I needed you to believe that you had nothing left to live for so that you’d die easier.”

“WHAT?” the boy spoke in unison. I let go of Odin and took a step back.

“Yeah, after I escaped, I landed back home. Father had me taken to the Bifrost, away from everyone so that no one would see their princess be beheaded. But you miss understood what drove me then. It wasn’t hope, no that was lost long, long before I showed back up.” Odin looked up at me, finally meeting my eyes. “It was rage. And everything that you told me drove me to want to prove you right. Prove all of you right. You believed me to be a monster, so I became one.”

“You killed all those guards.” Thor started putting the pieces together. “You said it was the dark elves.”

“I’m sorry.” Odin pleaded with me one more time. I wasn’t going to waver when my mind was set.

“Y/n, why didn’t you call out to us for help?” Loki's puzzled face staring at the back of my head.

“I did. He blocked all messages that came from me to you, Thor, Mother, anyone. He put me there and he wasn’t going to let me tell any of you what really happened.” Thor and Loki didn’t know what to do. So they stood there and stared at their father.

“My time is coming to an end Y/n. I am truly sorry for everything I did to you. If you could find it in your heart…”

“Heart? What heart?” I squatted down to eye level with him. “For an old dying man who realized that this is his last chance to make amends before he dies.” I leaned in whispered, “Oh, that heart died the day you sentenced me to Thano’s torture.” I heard Loki suck in a deep breath. “But I'll tell you what. I'll let you go to Valhalla to plead my case and when I come for you. You better be waiting, because if you're not I will rain Hel fire on every inch and soul in Valhalla until you are handed to me.” Tears were staining his cheeks, but my heart wouldn’t break or move at the sight. I turned away from the dying old man and walked into the grassy plains. Thor and Loki sat down with their father and talked. After a moment or two he sparkled and drifted into the sky.

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camilaxmartin · 1 year

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Hey, can i request a shuri x afab reader where the reader is an avenger sent after tchallas death to help protect wakanda(preferably a superhero with wings or something like that) and shuri falls in love with her and they both confess at the same time after reader gets jealous of riri. Please. Thank you <333

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hi! thank you so much for requesting this! i changed it a bit so i could fit it into the story, i hope you don’t mind that much, but this idea was just stuck up in my head and your request captured it almost ideally!

navigation // request // me and find the rest!

summary: shuri meets riri and the reader gets jealous of riri (the confess part is gonna be in another part)

warnings: SPOILERS FOR BP: WAKANDA FOREVER

notes: that’s the awaited part two! i hope you enjoy!

part one // part three // part four

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all tree of you get out of the car at the parking of your workshop. there was a light turned on inside, you could see it through one of the windows. she was there.

you quickly passed shuri and okoye being the first one to enter. with a slight amount of strength, you pressed the handle and in no time you smelled home.

opening door for the two women you get out of the way for them to come in and also going fast to your stand looking for the thing you originally came here for.

shuri was literally amazed when she saw everything that you and your friend were working on there. she couldn’t pull away her eyes.

“yo” suddenly you heard a voice. you knew it’d finally happen.

“hey” you responded. shuri and okoye were standing in a line with a confused looks on their faces, a really precious picture if i’m gonna be honest.

“woo, whose that?” your friend asked finally emerging from her stand.

“that’s shuri, princess of wakanda and her friend who’s also her bodyguard” you explained to the poor girl.

“hey” shuri greeted herself and riri immediately smiled at her.

“hi princess” she greeted too and you not intentionally rolled you eyes at her words. you haven’t noticed you were being watched.

“YOU BUILT THIS?” shuri scream looking up and seeing riri’s armor.

“yea, almost everything in here was built by us.” she responded looking really proud.

“you guys are incredible.” shuri said still not pulling away her eyes.

“geniuses.” okoye commented also looking around.

you finally approached your stand and turned on your computer with all your plans and everything inside.

“you keep such important plans on your laptop?” okoye asked you looking very concerned.

“you wouldn’t have a chance breaking into it.” you said feeling a little bold.

“imagine forgetting one of those passwords.” shuri laughed watching all of your works.

“there was this one time,” riri replied, catching shuri’s attention. “i forgot it, and spend a whole semester breaking into my own account” she laughed at which shuri just smiled.

you felt your blood boiling. even though you didn’t know why.

“that’s what happens when you’re forgetful.” you sarcastically smiled at your best friend.

“why so mean?” riri asked which came out more rhetorical. you huffed. okoye on the other hand, smiled to herself watching this whole interaction.

“how long did it take you to build this?” shuri asked her, pointing to the armor under the metal ceiling.

“almost my whole life.” she replied also looking up at it. “the work of my life.” she laughed and shuri did the same.

“without stark’s plans you’d have nothing.” you said sounding more mean that you wanted.

“that’s half true tho.” riri responded not catching or just ignoring your tone. “but help is always appreciated right?” she said smiling and shuri just nodded.

“you also have a lot of talent i mean, without it you’d be nowhere.” shuri replied looking at riri with pure excitement. similar to the look she gave you when you were at the campus.

“to be young, gifted and black, right?” riri said, which earned her a chuckle from okoye and a bright smile from shuri. oh, and another roll of your eyes but they probably haven’t noticed that.

“it’s beautiful.” shuri said turning around and glueing her eyes to the motorcycle.

“one of my works.” riri replied claiming everything you did on it, to herself.

“you wish.” you whispered but everyone in the room heard you.

“don’t even think about it shuri.” warned okoye seeing the glint in shuri’s eyes.

“of course i won’t.” she responded shrugging her shoulders like it’s the clearest thing on the planet.

“y/n helped a bit with renovation but making it work was all me.” riri said, lying again.

“you sure about it?” you asked taking out the keys from your pocket and pushing one of the buttons you had attached to your pendant. the motorcycle immediately got to work and started making noise. you then quickly turned it off.

“fine. she helped a bit.” riri said with a rather jokingly tone. “but! i was the one to even bring it here” she said which was also half true.

“okaaay.” you said feeling the need to end this conversation and wanting all the attention to be directed back at you. “now i just need to find the file and we’ll be done.” you said like it was the most important thing you’ve ever said.

“great.” said okoye. “then we can head back to wakanda finally.” she added feeling the need to make her statement.

“you didn’t say anything?!” riri shouted coming up to you and hitting your arm. “an adventure in wakanda! girl, what happened when i was here?” she said not believing your words.

“yeah, yeah, i would prefer to be in class right now.” you said, eyes still glued to the screen.

“i’m not believing ya.” she said gesturing. “you are in for something you probably won’t forget till the end of your days. how could you pick school over it?” she asked rhetorically but you wanted to answer so bad, so you did.

“school has something to do with my future.” you responded harshly.

“you say that like this wouldn’t have something to do with you future.” she said directing her attention to shuri again. you didn’t quiet catch what she meant.

“i can’t believe you got access to those plans” shuri said suddenly breaking your conversation. she come up to the big board with so many papers sticked to it and started reading everything. riri was next to her in no time and wanted to explain everything but shuri didn’t let her. “i would love to work with these one day.” she said touching one of the papers wanting to look under it. riri wanted to show her more of the plans so she also touched the paper. suddenly their hands met while grabbing one of them. riri quickly looked at shuri and a small blush was creeping up on her face while she took her hand away the fasted you have ever seen. your attention which was directed at the two of them from the time they started standing before the board, came back to the laptop screen pretending to be searching for the file hard. you heard okoye laugh at the whole situation.

“oh princess.” she started and you knew it wasn’t gonna be good. “i think you should come to the city more. the girls here are pretty crazy about you.”

and you lost it.

impetuously you closed the computer getting everyone’s attention once again. “done.” you smiled sarcastically and this time riri rolled her eyes at you. you knew she wasn’t seriously mad it was just for the act. you came up to okoye handing her the laptop.

“great we can go ba-“ okoye started but at the same time all of us heard a siren. a police siren.

“you brought FBI and police to our place?!” riri screamed and shuri automatically shut her mouth putting a hand on it.

“riri, use the secret door. i’ll see you when i’m back.” you said worried. she nodded and quickly came up to you, for a hug. you squeezed her tight and then let her go watching as her posture disappears behind the little door.

“i thought it’d be peaceful for once.” you exhaled while grabbing all the papers from the board and thrusting then into a can, to burn them.

“girls get in to the car, we need to be fast.” okoye said walking to the car.

“be careful please!” you shouted not caring for a moment about people outside. “it’s… special.” you said and shuri nodded at your words.

“of course.” she said walking up to the car too, and attaching something to it. you turned on the torch and just threw it to the can with papers.

“i’m not going with you.” you stated and both women looked at you with shock.

“y/n you need to g-“ you interrupted okoye.

“no. i’m still going with you two i’m just gonna try something.” you explained clicking one of the buttons on your desk. suddenly the ceiling opened even more to expose something you were working almost all your life on.

“that must have taken you all your life” shuri said amazed by you again. “and tell me you also built it alone and i’m gonna throw hands.” she said immediately looking up and seeing metallic wings attached by strings to the final window on the ceiling.

“it took only like eighteen years.” you smiled and pushed another button making wings not so slowly come down to the height you were able to take them off the strings and put on your back.

“open the gate for us.” shuri demanded and you did just that, loving how you could finally use almost all of the buttons.

“okay, now, shuri get in.” okoye said sitting behind the wheel.

“i’m sorry okoye but we’ll catch up! griot drive!” she quickly said and the engine get to work.

“yes princess” the al answered her.

“shuri!” okoye screamed while being driven away from your workshop.

“she’ll be fine.” shuri said to you and you smiled at her, putting on your wings.

“i’m certain.” you smiled even more and shuri quickly came up to you. you weren’t sure what was happening.

“now, have this.” shuri said putting something behind your ear. “it’s a tracker so you can be in touch with us all the time.” she said and her hand cupped your cheek for a bit. she was looking right into your eyes and you felt like you’re gonna melt any moment now. she smiled seeing the blush forming on your face.

“thank you princess.” you said the only thing that came up to your mind at that moment. she licked her lips still smiling and suddenly took her hand away going towards her desired machine.

“now let’s go, we need to escape them.” she said hopping on the motorcycle and immediately starting it, which you weren’t sure how she did it. but besides that, you didn’t need to be told twice. shuri drove right out of your workshop and in no time you flew after her.

you couldn’t believe you were finally using your wings. the thing you worked most of your life on and one of your biggest dreams. it was like a dream come true, literally.

all of the action were happening so fast you didn’t know how you could catch up. but you did. and you did it excellent.

after shooting down the huge drone you landed on the bridge; the place all three of you were supposed to meet up again. and right in the moment when your feet were about to touch the ground you felt an unimaginable pain in your ankle. and it that moment - everything went black.

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pnthrblk · 1 year

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Just saw Wakanda Forever, I cried three times yall. And when I say I cried, It was an ugly cry. It was literally perfect! The way they honored Chadwick was perfect. 1000000000/10! I want EVERYONE to win THAT DAMN OSCAR AND EMMY, MTV MOVIE AWARD. EVERY DAMN AWARD!!!! 👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾

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nexusnyx · 1 year

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Idea for a shuri fic: maybe a tchalla and nakia moment with shuri and y/n where she goes to rescue y/n and freezes when she sees her

i'm obsessed with the moment when t'challa freezes in front of nakia so of course i had to deliver this one. thanks a lot for the request <3 | shuri x f!reader ; 0.7k

Adrenaline rushed through her whole body—everything enhanced in her vision. Shuri could spot a snowflake from a mile away with the way blood rushed through her veins, but all she could think about was Okoye's words.

"Kingi will be your way out."

"Kingi?! Since when is she working the fields again? I thought she left Wakanda for the diplomatic—"

"Shuri. I will tell you everything you want to know in boring detail when we're coming back. Now is not the time. Kingi is your way out. Do not leave the premises without the vial. And most importantly... do not freeze when you see her."

Freeze?! Shuri lifted a single finger, held back from a scoff, and dropped out of the airplane with the sound of Okoye's laughter in her ears. She did not freeze.

Except—she did, maybe.

A couple of times (not that anyone was counting). Both of them were justifiable by a lot of means, the more that she thought about it.

"How do you know I froze?" Shuri had no recollections of Okoye being present in either one of the first times.

In her ear, she heard a dry chuckle. Disbelief, she imagined. "This is what you're thinking about right now?"

"I'm curious."

"You're in the middle of a mission."

Now Shuri laughed. "Please, Okoye." Taking candy out of children was harder than this—Shuri would know. You worked at a school with Nakia for the past two years, and she dared coming around sometimes. Children could be devious. "I'm serious—who's telling on my every move to you, hm? That's kind of disrespectful."

"No one told me anything, you whiny baby. I've seen the way you act like a doofus whenever she entered the room on the last Day of Bast. Puffing out your chest. Walking slower..."

That proved nothing. Shuri scoffed. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

She pretended that Okoye stayed silent, the same way she pretended to not know.

It was impossible not to know.

Shuri imagined that if her mother was alive, she'd be endlessly mocked by now. Very few people knew this about Ramonda, but the ruthless tongue served for sarcastic remarks and the most terrible (best) jokes possible.

She imagined that she would've heard some words of encouragement, too. A little bit of pushing. Of prodding. Of "the doe eyes are cute, but will do nothing for you in the long run" too.

Right there and then — blasting around seven men up in the air — Shuri decided she would not freeze.

It had been months since she'd last seen you—months since the day of the funeral, the week of the Coronation, times when you spent by her side in a silent shadow, as quiet and as comforting as you.

She saw very little of you back then, but it was enough to give her strength for and maybe hope for better days.

This time, Shuri would... flirt.

She would say something witty, something smart to get your attention, and maybe laughter.

With the vial in hands, Shuri starts searching.

Malo Kingi. The small and incredibly deadly jellyfish—no one sees it coming, and next thing they know—

sting.

It was beautiful.

There were you—gods.

"Hello, Panther."

Shuri's body is eight, maybe ten feet away from you, and you would never in a million years do anything to hurt her, but she might as well have been one of your victims.

Stung by the sight of you in her creation—the jade green and black suit did wonders for you, and Bast, how can she find the words when this what you do to her?

"Shall we?" you ask.

Shuri nods, breaking the spell on her body motions.

She froze. Again.

When you pass by her side, your hands brush on her fingers, and she feels it on the tip of her claws as if something electric touched her.

She might've frozen, but it's okay. When she takes off the mask, so do you.

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Short Nights & Stars

Storm x Female Reader/daughter x T'challa

Request: Hey there! May I have a request of a reader being the daughter of storm and tchalla who’s powers is to control elements?

Your parents are pushing you hard on your training. They always remind you that, the fights will never be easy or fair. You managed to use your powers to break the ground, it would make them lose their balance. Your eyes would change white when you use your powers. The idea was good but they managed to get to you.

“Y/n, you have to be faster,” T'Challa said.

He had his claws aimed at your face and you are breathing hard. But he moved away to give you space and your mom was in the sky looking down at you two.

“Your father is right,” Storm said.

She lands on the ground and you thought that you would win.

“I thought my plan was perfect,” You said.

“No plan is ever perfect. Let's take a break then we would go again” Storm said.

“Okay, mom,” You said.

You would train with them in a private room. The technology can change into any scenery and it can rain inside the room.

“Are you okay? You seem off” T'Challa said.

“I’m fine, just tired from training,” You said.

“Remember to stay hydrated,” Storm said.

“I know,” You said.

Everyone assumes that you have to be a perfect hero. And you feel the pressure even more when you are around your parents.

Storm and T'Challa are alone, in the laboratory.

“I’m worried about our daughter,” Storm said.

“About what?” T'Challa asked.

“She seems off and she is different,” Storm said.

“Storm, she is growing more of course she would be different. Every young person like her would have a hard time controlling their powers, just give her time” T'Challa said.

“I think you are right. But she has been getting better at moving faster” Storm said.

“Yes, she has been getting faster. We should give her the night off from training” T'Challa said.

“Yes, I agree,” Storm said.

Storm and T'Challa start to design the suit with Shuri. Storm and Shuri start to pick the colors while T'Challa makes sure has the right technology to protect you during battles.

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It's late and you sneak out of your bedroom, through the window. You are happy to see your friends Kate Bishop and Yelena Belova. Kate hugged you and Yelena isn't a hugger.

“Wow, I can't believe we are in Wakanda” Kate smiled.

“Kate, wouldn't shut up about it,” Yelena said.

“I’m glad you two are here” You smiled.

“Yeah! What should we do first?!” Kate excitedly said.

You were going to show them around but that didn't happen. Okoye was guarding then she assume they were going to attack you. She jumped down and used her spear to attack Yelena, but Yelena managed to move out of the way.

“Who the hell are you?” Yelena asked.

Yelena takes out her hidden blade and starts to attack Okoye. Then more guards come out, but Kate doesn't have her weapons. Kate tries to fight back but she is outnumbered.

“Protect, Y/n” Okoye yelled.

Yelena almost stabbed Okoye but she used her spear to block the attack, then she kicked Yelena in the stomach. Yelena falls down and Kate was flipped to the ground.

“Stop! They are my friends!” You yelled.

Everyone stopped and you stand in front of Okoye.

“I’m serious, don't attack them. They are my friends!” You yelled.

“You let them in Wakanda?” Okoye asked.

“Yeah, so I can spend time with them,” You said.

“Take them to their cell,” Okoye said.

“Why? They didn't break any rules!” You yelled.

Before Okoye can answer, your parents showed up. Okoye told them what happened and your parents aren't happy. They take Yelena and Kate to a cell temporarily. You are in standing in front of your parents, and they start to lecture you.

“How did you even meet them?” Storm asked.

“I met them through Miles Morales who is Spiderman and Gwen Stacy... When umm I sneaked out to a concert to see Hobie Brown aka Spider-Punk and his band called Spider-Band” You said.

“Y/n, you did what! I can't believe you would sneak out. And what if something happened to you and you got hurt!?” Storm yelled.

“Mom, I was fine and I wasn't alone. And I have powers-”

“Y/n, having powers doesn't mean that you will be unstoppable. There is always someone stronger than you or us. If something happened to you and we couldn't find you, then we would have lost you” T'Challa said.

“You are being reckless and you need to grow up,” Storm said.

“I’m sorry. But I wanted to have some fun” You said.

“Go to your room,” T'Challa said.

“What about my friends?” You asked.

“They will stay the night and then leave because you won't go anywhere in a long time,” T'Challa said.

“Not fair” You sighed.

“Don’t you dare, roll your eyes at us. Go to your room, Y/n” Storm said.

“Whatever” You mumbled.

You go to your bedroom and the guards are standing by your door. They set your friends free and let them stay the night.

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You have your new suit, your parents and Shuri told you to go over your limit. You didn't know how so Shuri’s robots and your parents are all fighting you at once.

“I didn't have this in mind to try out my suit!” You yelled.

“Once again, Y/n we told the battles are never fair. Step up your game, Y/n” Storm said.

Her eyes changed colors and she summoned thunder to attack you. Your dad is using his claws to attack you. The robots have guns and you are trying to dodge everyone’s attack, then you used your power to create an earthquake.

Now, you are using all your powers at once. You created a hole in the ground and the water starts to rise fast, then you used the water to attack the robots. Then you use powerful thunder to attack your parents. But they teamed up together to fight back, T'Challa jumped higher while you are distracted by him then your mom used tornadoes to attack you.

“I almost had you!” You said.

“You need to think faster, Y/n” Storm said.

“I’m so close but yet I fail every time!” You sighed.

“Just because you fail doesn't mean you shouldn't stop getting stronger. That's why we train you hard, we might not be around to help you” T'Challa said.

“I know,” You said.

Your parents hugged you and you tell them you like the suit. Your parents take you out to eat and you are having a good time with them.

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Later, T'Challa and Storm asked Shuri to do a background check on your friends. They don't like that Yelena is a black widow and Hobbie is a rebel. They check deeper into their background and they found out stuff that you don't know.

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